And word to December, the most stressful month of the year. :suprised:
This month started out lovely with my family making it all happy and special. My parents are getting a divorce (which means my dad is moving out of the house). I am not going to live with my dad at all... Only with my mom. I am just too excited. It's funny because my friends are all like "why do you treat your mom so bad in front of us?"... Eh, you should see us at home. Another funny thing which I thought was hilarious.. I called up my house and asked if I could spend the night out with Masha and Max. Before I hung up the phone, I said "I love you too". Then Masha and Max (who were sitting in the kitchen) looked at me with the biggest shocked looks on their faces. And I was like, "Nah, it was just my dad." Great story, huh? The point is, me and my mom don't say that stuff to each other, we only like, fight all the time.
Colleen is coming home tonight. Woo hoo, this should be super fun. One last time as a real family together in the same house. Pure hell.
[edit] I remember two years ago from this upcoming winter break I was at Norfolk with my mom and my sister. Random, isn't it? [/edit]
Life is actually going pretty well right now, believe it or not. I love living and there is nothing that has brought me down. And no worries, I'm not doing drugs or anything like that to make me happy...
Christmas is in 12 days or so. Then New Years Eve. I only like Christmas because New Years is after it, I love New Years. Especially how I am a little confident that this year will actually be a good year. With my friends. Like Masha or even Ryan if I am lucky.
I love life and life loves me. Somewhat.

PS - I can't wait until it snows...