Anyhow. today was okay I suppose. Don't really have much to write about. My dad came home :( yeah it sucks already. I wanted to leave today but my mom told me I can't. Just today. Blah to her. Oh well at least I can do shit for the rest of the week.

I found a poem I wanted to put in here.

A CLUE-by Isis

I am weak now

having attempted to

cry out all feelings and

emotions for you:

In one breath you

make me smile and cry

in one phone call you

lift my spirits and

plunge me into depression

Your voice can build up

my hopes and shatter my dreams.

You leave me wondering, yet

disenchanted.

How you do it,

I'll never know.

And that you do it,

I'll never breathe a clue.

At least not to you.

I like it....reminds me of shit...later days Jamie