So yesterday was... awful, to say the least. I spent the whole day [from about 12:30 to 10 p.m.] with Pat yesterday, so that was the amazing part. But my parents... that's another story. Today they were worse. They were fighting all day, picking on me because I'm sick. I'm hardly talking because I feel awful. They're looking at me whenever I say that like, "Yeah right." So I've been teary-eyed all day because of that. But what else is new? According to my parents, the only thing I do is cry. I told Pat about what they were doing and he said, "You know, there is a solution as their responsibility as parents. Doctor. If they can afford $100 in Elvis cds..." and it's true. They spend a lot of money on s**t we don't need [like CD's for my mom or video-games for Vinnie] instead of taking me to the doctor so I'm not throwing up or feeling sick anymore. I've been sick for a ******** month now. I hate it.
I'm going to stop writing. My life is so ******** dull.
I'm going to stop writing. My life is so ******** dull.
