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my dad called right now. he wanted to see if i was alright,if i was eating and going to school. he told me he loved me and i could help but cry. i feel bad for leaving, in fact at the moment i kinda wanted to go home... but then i remembered how it was and thought it was better this way, much better. i love my family i do. i just can't live with them. i sure many of you understand. i always knew i would bond better with them and we would be more of a family if i didn't live at home, i just never knew it would start happening this fast. anyways he invited me and brandon to go and eat there cause they were going to BBQ tomorrow, we'll see if we go, just because 1. i might not be ready for that yet and 2. i work at 7pm and brandon might work untill 530pm tomorrow. i guess we shall see what happens.
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