Things went well in school today. I got to every class on time, I wasn't feeling horrible. In fact, I was happy and laughing during lunch, with people. Now a lot of my friends know that I'm not good with people... but today I was. I was perfectly fine since I had a friend nearby. And during band, I felt happiest. I was in a familiar place. A few different places, but it was alright. Because in electives, students tend to share interests. People in band love, well, playing instruments.
Okay, so... everything at school was fine, but now... now I'm starting to feel safer at school than at home. My dad still scares me, and I can't wait to move out. Just two more years and I'm free. But I don't know where I'd go... Sigh. Hopefully, I'll live through high school. ._. Dad's really stressing me out, yelling at practically everything we do. Lecturing us for everything we do. I hate it.
I threw a small fit not too long ago, and was crying a lot. Dad doesn't know. My brother probably knows though... he never says anything about it. He's a boy too. He doesn't understand me well enough. I'm 'bout ready to throw another fit...
I love you so much, Suppi... I mainly threw a fit because I was without you...
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