Ember

The Opposite of Living
2012-11-16 13:11:15 (UTC)

Ugh...

Even less time today, sorry. But this time I have a fairly decent reason. My dad decided that it would be a great idea to get mad at me because I didn't say "Good morning" to him. He said good morning, I gave my typical "Mm-hm" of a reply, and he said that wasn't being respectful enough and that if he tried so hard to talk to me, then I should give him the respect of responding. There were some other things thrown in there too, but I won't bore you with those.
I get to spend the weekend with my friend, assuming Dad takes me home in time for her to pick me up. She'll be getting there around 5, but Dad tends to take until 6 working at the body shop his friend owns, so it really depends on if he wants to let me go in time. And I still need to pack a bag, which I didn't have time for this morning thanks to sleeping in a little bit and our "conversation" that took about 10 minutes. I didn't really get to straighten my hair right, so it's kinda poofing out all over the place. Bleh...
I got to talk to the therapist yesterday. I didn't know if I would like her at first, but she's actually really cool. Glad I got to talk to her. And I think she might be able to help me out a bit. Well, until Dad has to actually pay for the sessions. Then I dunno what I'm gonna do. Next one is set for Wednesday, the week after Thanksgiving. Wish me luck.
And that's all for now. Seeya.




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