Well...lets see...Friday...we did go to Wisconsin, to visit my bitch, Kara.
Her family is a lot like mine, we both said that, theyre having just as many problems as mine has. Her brother's were ripping eachother to shreds...and...Shawn and Nessa had to go to the neighbors..because their dad ended up scaring them (Kara's oldest brother)...anyway...
We had fun, despite the conflicts, we always do. Kara chopped off all of my hair on Saturday night...its short..real short. The back is still shaved, then above that its short enough to have small spikes, and then it gets longer in the front as it goes forward. The longest two pieces are some bangs in the front that reach to my chin.
Theresa also cut her hair off, hers looks a lot cuter than mine does. Lol, she was freaking out...brushing her shirt where her hair used to be. She looked so depressed when it was being cut.
We got back yesterday afternoon and then I was over at Theresa's for a while. There was some drama going on there...
My mom came and got me around 10..because I was ready to go home...we had a big fight in the car, I had to walk home.
I got here, she got back about 30 minutes after I did, she sped off after I got out of the car.
Hm...my dads been getting increasingly worse...blood in his urine..is not good, at all...whatsoever. Hes going back to the hospital today.
I had a confrence this morning with school. Im doing pretty damn good only need 20 some more credits to graduate...I need a lot of math and science credit though..so..this year is going to be focused on that...all the time. Its gonna suck.
Theres no French class this year, so I have to take Spanish for a year...I only need one more year to be done, woo..Two more tri's I think...left for gym..so...Its going okay, I guess..
I have to go back to school on Monday, I dont want to....Im dreading it. Then Wednesday is that trip with school, Im dreading that a lot also. Fuck school.
Im pretty certain I will go to this year's pig roast up north. Its on the 4th I think...for 3 days...of..drinking..and partying..and..all that good stuff. Should be great. I hope I do end up going.
My inner child is one year old!
Everything is new to me. I like watching the world
go by around me, and I don't sweat the small
stuff--or the large stuff, either. Just so long
as I stay warm and safe and dry, life's pretty
good.
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