OMG! I had like the worst dream last night. I'm staying with my dad and his apartement is really creepy because you can here trains and the machines from the factory all night long. (My dad's apartment is inside one of his buildings (he manufactures industrial fabrics)) So anyway, I told my parents that I didn't want anything for my birthday because I have enough already. ( I do. I have always had everything I've ever wanted. Why should I get more when their are people out their that have nothing?) Then, last night, I dreamt that it was my birthday and I had forgotten and so had everyone else. I just sat in my room all day. Not a single person spoke to me. It was awful. The sad thing is, that's whats going to happen. My dad won't be there. I'm not having a cake. I don't get any presents. The only people that will even speak to me that day will be my mom and my brothers. (All my friends will be out of town.) It sucks to have a birthday in the summer. Heck, it sucks to have a birthday at all.
Aren't birthday supposed to be special? I dread holidays. It is just another oppurtunity for dissapointment. That's all you ever get when you shoot for the moon, dissapointment, emptiness. I feel as though I am consumed with emptiness.
Sorry, I'm in such a bad mood, I hate staying with my dad, oh, and his realatives are here. I wish I could just cut my father from my life. I wouldn't miss him. I would miss having a father, and the things fathers are supposed to be a do, but not him. So it wouldn't really change anything. I mean, the idiot just figured out that a hate his guts and that I'm only nice to him because he'll buy me anything I want. So I'm off to spend a misurable day with the ----'s clan. Hope your summer is going better than mine! TTYS
~K