I wanted to call my dad earlier, but I wasn't entirely awake, and I forgot.
I checked my e-mail a while ago and I had something from Connie asking what we were planning on doing with our father's day gift. I'm so screwed up about this new goddamned schedule, and I thought we'd be over at dad's today, but we're not. And I didn't call dad yesterday, because I had to watch Will and Hunter. That's not a great excuse, because they left at about 1, and I had all the rest of the time to call and I didn't, because I forgot, and because I was so upset.
This morning mom told me that next week she's taking us with her to Aurora for the week, so we can go camping fourth of July weekend, and I really don't want to. She called to check with dad and he said it was okay. I really wish he hadn't.. I'm so tired of everything.
I tried to call dad at home, and got the answering machine. I'd been crying, so I tried not to be wavery, but I don't think it worked. After I thought I'd calmed down, I tried his cell and got voice mail, and again I think I came off depressed in my message.
I'm tired of being at my mom's house. I don't consider it home anymore.. I want to go to my real home..
Then after I did some more silent sobbing, because Barrie's over, I went and watched some Top Gun, cried some more, and now I'm sitting here staring at the phone.
Ring. Please?

[EDIT:]
I got to talk to him on the phone for a while, and I feel better. I get to see him tomorrow, but I still don't want to go to Aurora.

For every person on earth, there are an estimated 200 million insects. This is why I don't like bugs.

Americans take an average of just ten days per year vacation. In France, the law guarantees everyone five weeks of vacation, and most full-time workers get two full months vacation. I'm going to live in France. I swear.

-Jennifer the daddys-girl.