i am a forensic file
I am incredibly lonely. Absurdly so. Painfully.
I haven't updated in approximately forty seven thousand years, so here it is:
My family is gradually deteoriating. If Troy doesn't keep a job, which Thank God he has one now, then Kaycee will leave him. But he seems to be doing okay with his new job so I guess that angle is generally taken care of. My parents, on the other hand, are kind of assholes. My mother is fucking incompetent and has been for all of time. She is obsessed with the baby. My father is a melodramatic introvert, and God knows what sets him off when he gets angry. He did, you know, kill my last dog. Indirectly. But he did. I swear if my parents don't start attempting in the least to sort out their issues they will be getting a divorce. My family is falling apart. I'm going to go off to college and come back to an empty house. Right now, Kaycee is my favorite family member, and she's not even really in my family.
My friends are unreliable. Most of them I hardly see, and when I do, I half-ass all of my relationships. As far I can tell most of them don't really care anyway. The ones that do haven't interacted avec moi in months. Anna, Amanda, Jessica... I feel like it's been years. Drew is still eight hundred miles away. And he is away tonight so I don't get to talk to him.
I guess it's no huge loss to be alone. But it's not the best way to go about things.
By the way, independent studies are hard to keep up on. As I am currently finding out. Especially when I have to kill myself over ridiculous college apps.
Gross.
And I still can't knit.
I guess that's all. My life is gross. End of update.