Asshole.
Today has been an...emotional? day. I don't think that really begins to describe it, but hey I have to start somewhere. On to the easily revealed to public stuff.
My dad said he would get me a car for my graduation...instead I got $100 with a promise of more. I don't really care that I didn't have some great car sitting in the driveway, but now when I'm about to go out car shopping and I ask dad if he's going to put up some money and he says fucking "let me think about it and I'll call you back later tonight." Fuck you. Fuck you fuck you fuck you. I don't even want to go into all of it but I called Nichole back to tell her his position on things. Nichole with fucking two kids, school full time, working full time, so many fucking more expenses than my dad is prepared to co-sign a loan with me this weekend to help me get a car. Fuck you dad.
I'm so upset about so many things right now my head isn't really here. I don't know. I'm tired. My cat won't shut up. I'm worried sick. I'm anxious. I've procrastinated to the point of screwing myself over but oh well I don't give a shit. Well I do. Just I didn't enough. I don't even know I don't know why I'm writing in this I honestly hope no one reads it. Though mom did say James was cute which makes me feel a little better in my taste in men even though I had no plan what-so-ever to date him.
Oh yeah. And I confessed to mom over dinner that I had had Andrew (Gordon) home one day after school when she wasn't here. Fucking weird to find out he had liked me. I found him on facebook and friended him.
I'm worried. Worried isn't the right word for it...I'm sad? I don't know.
Love,
M
My dad said he would get me a car for my graduation...instead I got $100 with a promise of more. I don't really care that I didn't have some great car sitting in the driveway, but now when I'm about to go out car shopping and I ask dad if he's going to put up some money and he says fucking "let me think about it and I'll call you back later tonight." Fuck you. Fuck you fuck you fuck you. I don't even want to go into all of it but I called Nichole back to tell her his position on things. Nichole with fucking two kids, school full time, working full time, so many fucking more expenses than my dad is prepared to co-sign a loan with me this weekend to help me get a car. Fuck you dad.
I'm so upset about so many things right now my head isn't really here. I don't know. I'm tired. My cat won't shut up. I'm worried sick. I'm anxious. I've procrastinated to the point of screwing myself over but oh well I don't give a shit. Well I do. Just I didn't enough. I don't even know I don't know why I'm writing in this I honestly hope no one reads it. Though mom did say James was cute which makes me feel a little better in my taste in men even though I had no plan what-so-ever to date him.
Oh yeah. And I confessed to mom over dinner that I had had Andrew (Gordon) home one day after school when she wasn't here. Fucking weird to find out he had liked me. I found him on facebook and friended him.
I'm worried. Worried isn't the right word for it...I'm sad? I don't know.
Love,
M