Feb 02, 2005 21:12
Daddy-
I live to please you, I try so hard. I'm sorry that I'm not perfect. I'm sorry that I'm in the top 2% and not the top 1%, I'm sorry that I didn't make regionals, I'm sorry that after a month of driving I'm not a pro, and I'm sorry that I'm not going to be a doctor or a lawer and make millions. I really want you to be proud of me, thats what I live for,....but it's killing me. Slowly, steadily, faithfully killing me.