
Spending the weekends at dad's place. Haven't seen him and the dog for almost a month. I missed my doggie so much. But nothing seems to change. Mum drops me off and we're here not even 5 minutes and already the same abuse, blaming and the telling how much of a fuck ups we are. I cannot believe it. I start sobbing, and I cannt stop my self from it, I am still crying. And mum almost is. I've calmed down a bit, but it hurts so much. Espically what he says about my mum. I dunno.... I am afraid to stay here until Sunday. He says that we're gonna have fun. We're going to see the Four Feathers, and he said he would take me shopping and buy me a couple of things, but I dunno. He expects us to sort his new place and orginize everything... Why? It's not our responisbility. I dunno... I feel horrible. Physically, I am getting sick. I know it. Now my heart hurts and my whole soul at the moment. This should be an interesting weekend. I wish I could download my Yahoo! and AOL here, but I can't because he uses this laptop for work.
At least I brough Chatters... Mum treated me to a stuffed penguin, that was $100. *sigh* I'm so fucking tired.
I wish it would end, and I can get on with my life.
I'm gonna put on my best act. See if those acting classes and my agency work payed off.
My doggie is sitting beside me. ^_^