I woke up with a really bad back. I mean, really bad. Every time i took a deep breath, i was just in so much pain. And then i got really bad cramps, and now i have my periods. So like all day, i was just in a lot of pain. Didn't go to Ext1 this afternoon because i would have died in Maths if i did. Yeah, had Maths class at 2:30. EVEN THOUGH WE FINISHED AT 12 :( So i went back to Sandy's and ate then slept. What a fat shit, yes i can hear you thinking it.

It's Father's day this Sunday. I dread this day so much, every single year. I always act as though it's fine, and that i'm strong and that i can handle it. But this year, it's been harder than ever. This will be the ninth Father's Day without my father. I mean yes, it's part of life, that you live and you die. But every time i see a fully functioning family together, a bit of me dies on the inside. I always wonder to myself what life would be like if dad was still here. How i would have turned out. Whether we'd be living here, whether i'd be at Cheso, whether i'd have the friends i do today .. But all that doesn't matter now. I hope all of you who are reading cherish every moment you spend with your dad, and that you make Father's Day a really special one. Because, life is a lot shorter, and crueller than you think.

Don't ever pretend like you care (8)

Jen

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