So, I didn't go to college camp. Now I feel bad because I told so many people I was going, but I just didn't feel good all last week. I hope Leicee isn't mad at me, I left her a message, but she hasn't called me back.
I've been feeling really down lately, I think part of why I didn't want to go to camp is because I wanted to go for the wrong reasons. One big reason being to get away from here, or mostly just to get away from my dad. Sure there are other things to stress me out (a lot), but he's just so, ugh, I don't even know how to say it. I can't be around someone who is so angry, and so negative all the time, you never know what's going to set him off. He doesn't even need something to set him off, he's already walking acting like a maniac, other things just make him worse.
Amy was in town yesterday, we went to a movie and to pick up her new car. That was something refreshing, and enjoyable, so at least I can be glad for something.
I don't know what to do, but I need to do something with myself.
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