nothing in particular
oh look i didn't fall of the planet.
as normal i'm full of joy and jolliness. (hmmm doubt it!)
about a month ago, no more like two months ago, my dad announced he was gonna go live with his brother (my uncle paul) which really upset me since he lives in L.A. he told me that it might not happen but i knew he was lying to try and make me feel better. i went home and told my mum who basically said that dad has threatened this before and probably wont go. i kinda forgot about it (or put to the back of my mind at least) for a while. up untill now anyway. i was talking to him last night on line and he has sold half his stuff already. he's selling everything he owns apart from his clothes and suitcase/bags to rais a bit extra cash. this means he's definately going. it might not be 'till next year but it could be as early as friggin' october. i find it hard talking about it with him without breaking down in floods of tears. it's not been that long since i got proper contact back with him and now he's going away. i feel like a kid who's been given the best thing they could ever wish for but then been told "actually, no you can't have it"
i'm going to miss him so much.