fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck -- hows that for language
stayed home today... because i had only gotten about 8 hours of sleep
in the past 3 days and i needed to catch up... and also because i didnt
finish the paper that was due yesterday and didnt want to face the
teacher again. ended up being a good thing i stayed home, cuz while my
mom was at work, my dad needed to get to the hospital because his leg
was all swollen and apparently thats a really bad thing when you have
diabetes. so i called my mom and told her to come home, called my dad's
doctor, helped my dad get downstairs, and helped him out to the taxi my
mom had called. and then when they had left, i felt so restless and i
didn't know what to do with myself so i just kinda started cleaning and
eating and doing everything except what
i had to do... and i still havent finished the paper, i still have to
do a bibliography and find criticism, but whatever i dont really care.
my mom only called me once, while my dad was being examined, and she
hasnt called back so i'm really worried, and i hate being at home alone
but i can't go anywhere until i know what's goin on, and i'm thisclose
to stealing my dad's car and picking up my sister and brother so they
dont have to take the bus home, and just to get some fresh air, but i
cant find my permit and i'm scared to leave without it in case i get
caught unlicensed and with two kids in the car, so for now i'm just
gonna sit here and think of things to do that arent homework or
cleaning. oy. it's one of those times when i wished i didnt live so far
away from everyone cuz i want to go see somebody or talk to somebody
but i don't know who. arrghh. fuck it i'll just finish the damn paper
and then i'll find something to do. i hope my dad comes home today and
doesnt have to stay at the hospital because i fuckin hate hospitals.
i've had enough of hospitals for one lifetime, for real. if i never
have to go to another damn hospital again it'll be too damn soon.