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Sunday, March 27, 2005
:: sigh :: It's Easter. It's supposed to be an extremely happie day. For God-knows-why reason. It wasn't because brilliant Ellie told her dad what she did on Friday night. *read previous post* I just couldn't live with him not knowing. Dad didn't take it very well. In fact, dad said a lot of really hurtful things that made me really upset. What he said felt like multiple stabbings in my heart. Mom didn't really mind. As long as i become a better person. And stuff. Am still very upset with what dad said. Can't get over it. How does believing in a different religion have ANYTHING to do with death? How can me learning and having new faith be something so BAD? It's not like i joined a cult. Or took drugs. Maybe i should try smoking. I never cry. NEVER EVER CRY IN PUBLIC. I bawled my eyes out in church. In front of the entire church if anybody actually bothered looking. I still feel like crying. I still have maths past-year papers to do. I absolutely can't think. It's supposed to be a happie day. And i didn't even get chocolate bunnies. *cries* Posted by born2smile at 05:58 pm
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