*whispers*Close your eyes and do you feel the wind?how good it feels?
I went to school in such a rush and the rain was so difficult to managed,i came into my English class,a bit late with my music blasting.As soon as i got there,i went right to work.Got my report card towards the ending,I did okay i suppose.My average was an 80.83%, i was happy with myself but yet disappointment because i know i can do better then an 80.My parents..i guess were satisfied,got them off my back for now.My mother was happier then my dad,at least she showed it more. At moments like this, is when i wish my father came to me and hugged me and told me that he's proud, instead of saying "oh that's good" and being absent minded about it. I think i care for my father's approval more then anything.I came into conclusion about why is that,it's because he's always the first one to put me down or say something not nice, like "your stupid".Even though i work for his approval,i also work on my process in life as in happiness,grades and keeping those i love happy.Besides all that jazzy stuff,i went to the mall today with Michelle and Luis,two of my best friends and ate there and took some pictures.I ran into one of my old buddies ozzy which was pleasant.
Also I've been leaching onto this headache for way to long.I'm starting to think that there's something wrong and maybe it's time for me to go to the doctors.Maybe i'll go,when it's too late.
