2011

Talk about pre-mature so-in-so's...

But this blog. This personal blog. Is like a note to self blog. An in depth note.

I'm not going to say 2011 will be a better year because I'm not so sure about it. But I will say that I will change things about my life for the better and hope to do good, have as much fun, and make as much money as possibly.

Im completely afraid of saying the next thing to do in the new year but I'll do it.

Get dad's number. Call. Get address. Visit. - I can't forgive. I fear. But I'll try.
All though I'm fine, I just can't get past it. During homecoming I got really secretly emotional because all the girls were being walked out by their father. I just had a sudden brush of sadness because if I were nominated I wouldn't have my father to walk me. And sure, I have Michael who has been more of a father now a days, I can't be selfish. He has other kids. He has grand-kids. And here, I just want someone to wine to and blame and beg for money. I just can't. And I would completely love to kill someone who sits around and complains about their father being annoying. But I was that girl too. Lawrencia gave me that talk about complaining about something that you can gladly use while others, like herself, do not have that liberty. Karma?