It seems so pointless. Oh well.
I'm not sure why I write in this thing anymore. I mean, I know why i used to write in it, but now that everything is relatively fine, I feel no need to rant, as I've nothing to rant about. It seems pointless, and yet I continue to tell you all the happenings in my life. Well, not nearly as much as I used to... But I'm still updating every month or so.
My dad has decided that I'm officially 3 years old, and that I require constant monitoring when it comes to going to school and doing my homework. I now have to call him EVERY day at lunch, to let him know that I am, in fact, at school. I have to because I'm taking the bus to school now, which sucks, because my dad's route for his job got changed and now he can't drive me, and consequently can't ensure my school attendence. Fucking annoying. AND he checks my homework when I tell him I have any, which I have to do sometimes, or I get the "you're in grade 11, of course you have homework" speech. He needs to fuck off.
Things with Dan are amazing, I can't believe how crazy I am about him. Mmmmm... He's probably coming to see me at the end of October. One more month and I get my baby back. I seriously can't wait, I'm going nuts.
I'm an accomplice to shoplifting, and Chelsea's banned from the Younge and Eglinton centre for 6 months. Yay getting caught stealing and having the police called on you. Memo to self: No more shoplifting.
School's blah, whatever, it's not awful.
That's my story. You heard me.
My dad has decided that I'm officially 3 years old, and that I require constant monitoring when it comes to going to school and doing my homework. I now have to call him EVERY day at lunch, to let him know that I am, in fact, at school. I have to because I'm taking the bus to school now, which sucks, because my dad's route for his job got changed and now he can't drive me, and consequently can't ensure my school attendence. Fucking annoying. AND he checks my homework when I tell him I have any, which I have to do sometimes, or I get the "you're in grade 11, of course you have homework" speech. He needs to fuck off.
Things with Dan are amazing, I can't believe how crazy I am about him. Mmmmm... He's probably coming to see me at the end of October. One more month and I get my baby back. I seriously can't wait, I'm going nuts.
I'm an accomplice to shoplifting, and Chelsea's banned from the Younge and Eglinton centre for 6 months. Yay getting caught stealing and having the police called on you. Memo to self: No more shoplifting.
School's blah, whatever, it's not awful.
That's my story. You heard me.