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So I have to go to Dad's this weekend. REALLY REALLY not looking forward to that. Hey, anybody wanna go with me? I would gladly trade places. I have to tell him that I'm moving. Yeah, he's not going to like that very much. Especially since I'm gonna tell him exactly four weeks from when I'm gonna be leaving. I mean, I just moved here and Mom told him that part of the reason was to be closer to him. I, apparently, wanted to spend more time with him. Whatever. I'm just gonna have to clean up the mess she made. Why did she even have to give a reason as to why we moved in the first place? I'm so sick of people giving their opinion on this situation. It's just me and her. What the fuck does it have to do with anyone else? We are the only two who have to make this decision. And believe me, there is no way that we came to this decision lightly.
So, anyway, the point of this post: I will not be able to read your friends journals. I'll be back on Sunday. :-) Have a lovely weekend!
So, anyway, the point of this post: I will not be able to read your friends journals. I'll be back on Sunday. :-) Have a lovely weekend!