Listening to: nodda
Feeling: abnormal
Heh...amazing huh...I've made it a year...a year of what, you ask? Well...tomorrow, the 29th, it will be exactly one year now since my Father passed away...I miss him...and it kills to know that I couldn't cry for him when he died...although eventually I did break down and cry...once...after so long...I think the last time I cried was when I was 5 or around there...when my parents got divorced....hmm...that sucks...although I found out that I really really hate the feeling you get when you cry...I was wanting to for so long...then I finally did...and it sucked ass...I almost hope I never cry again now...but I don't know...I think I'm gonna change the subject now though...this is pretty depressing talk for someone who just had an awesome day...let's see, Sheila came over and my mom decided to show her my baby pictures and videos...great stuff huh??...not...but I guess I don't really mind much...even though she DID see me naked in the bath tub when I was a little kid...rrrr....oh well...then we went back to her house and looked at her pictures and videos of her...and we also looked at the poems her dad wrote for her mom...which is so cool...cept I feel bad now cause I'm no good at poetry... :( anyways...it was her mom's and dad's 33rd anniversary...33 years...long time, huh...I know me and Sheila will last at least that long...I love her too much to allow otherwise...heh...and she made her first dinner for me tonight too...and it wasn't bad...but then she also had the advantage of making my favorite food, so you never know...heh heh, no, it was good...I love her so much, and I always will, for 3 evers (heh, little thing between me and her)...she's gonna go shopping for her dress tomorrow, and she's gonna try to see if they can wait for me to get out of drivers training to go with them...then I can help her pick one out...hehe fun stuff...heh, my mom keeps making jokes about when they're gonna add a room on their house for me...which might as well happen, I mean the only time I'm really home is when I sleep, and when me and Sheila decide to go see my mom, like today...heh...and her parents are thinking about taking me on their 2-week camping trip during the summer, or so I hear anyway...although, also, from what I hear their definition of camping isn't camping at all...if you have one of those big RV's...then it's not camping...or you have anything more technologically advanced than a flashlight, it's not camping(except emergency ad protective gear), and you HAVE to have a tent in order for it to be CAMPING...and I think they break every single one of those rules...grrr, I should show them what camping is, heh, no...they're prolly too old for real camping...don't wanna break em...but I'm gonna show Sheila eventually, I HAVE to...wow...I think this might be my longest entry so far...I don't know...guess I'll see when I post it...heh...guess I just had alot to say this time around...well...I guess I'll catch you peepz later...NIGHT
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