Sep 05, 2004 23:04
I talked to Randy today, for about 30 minutes. We talked about how my dad knows and shit. I don't know. Hes not as worried as I am, but, of course I'm going to me. My dad won't even talk to me, its as if he has disowned me. :\
Randy finally comes home tomorrow. He said around 2, but I won't talk to him till later that night. I can't wait till Tuesday when I can see him and he can hold me.
I wish things haven't been so fucked up lately. I hate life sometimes.