Ha... :'D
Ugh. >__<
So, I'm going to my aunt's again today! I dunno how many nights I'll be staying, probably the same as last time, but ANYWAY! This'll be a great opportunity to write! A LOT!
See, when I'm home I hog the computer because I can.
When I go to my aunt's, Tanner wants to use the computer. And he actually gets to, because it's not up to me. X3
So, I'll just sit and write forever while he throws up on Newgrounds or whatever. :D
Well, I'm being carted off to my aunt's house again because my parents are going back to Arizona to see my grandpa again. Oooh sooo much stuff has happened, I can't even go into it; all I can say is that it's getting ridiculous. DX
More than anyone, though, my dad just doesn't need this. He's always been such a softie.
One time he was on the verge of tears because he thought he locked a srtay cat in the shed by accident and that he killed it. Seriously, I really hate seeing my dad like this.
I mean, of course, I've always looked up to both of my parents, each in a different way, I guess.
Like, there's stuff that you just can't ask your dad to do for you. ("Hey dad! The sunburn on my back is peeling, but I can't reach! Can you get it?" Not gonna happen. That's what mom's for)
But ever since I was like... old enough to remember things...(for lack of a better way to describe it...?) I've been told that I'm just like my dad; our habits, our mannerisms, our taste in music and shows, our looks even. So I guess, I've always been closer to my dad because we had so much more in common.
So seeing my dad like this, hearing from my mom how he's not getting sleep over in Arizona because he's so afraid that the moment he shutus his eyes, his dad could die. OH It just gets to me somtimes.
When I go out sometimes, I feel alright - I'm just happy to be with Axa and Emily - but when I get home, I don't feel like doing anything because I can't concentrate on anything anymore. It's weird.
Yesteday, my dad and I went out and bought the 3rd seaon of House and I watched it nonstop from 5:30 to 12:30
That's bad.
So, I'm going to my aunt's again today! I dunno how many nights I'll be staying, probably the same as last time, but ANYWAY! This'll be a great opportunity to write! A LOT!
See, when I'm home I hog the computer because I can.
When I go to my aunt's, Tanner wants to use the computer. And he actually gets to, because it's not up to me. X3
So, I'll just sit and write forever while he throws up on Newgrounds or whatever. :D
Well, I'm being carted off to my aunt's house again because my parents are going back to Arizona to see my grandpa again. Oooh sooo much stuff has happened, I can't even go into it; all I can say is that it's getting ridiculous. DX
More than anyone, though, my dad just doesn't need this. He's always been such a softie.
One time he was on the verge of tears because he thought he locked a srtay cat in the shed by accident and that he killed it. Seriously, I really hate seeing my dad like this.
I mean, of course, I've always looked up to both of my parents, each in a different way, I guess.
Like, there's stuff that you just can't ask your dad to do for you. ("Hey dad! The sunburn on my back is peeling, but I can't reach! Can you get it?" Not gonna happen. That's what mom's for)
But ever since I was like... old enough to remember things...(for lack of a better way to describe it...?) I've been told that I'm just like my dad; our habits, our mannerisms, our taste in music and shows, our looks even. So I guess, I've always been closer to my dad because we had so much more in common.
So seeing my dad like this, hearing from my mom how he's not getting sleep over in Arizona because he's so afraid that the moment he shutus his eyes, his dad could die. OH It just gets to me somtimes.
When I go out sometimes, I feel alright - I'm just happy to be with Axa and Emily - but when I get home, I don't feel like doing anything because I can't concentrate on anything anymore. It's weird.
Yesteday, my dad and I went out and bought the 3rd seaon of House and I watched it nonstop from 5:30 to 12:30
That's bad.