July 8, 2012
Dear Diary,
With the family from the other side of the country, it's been pretty decent. Decent mewing dreadful. My dad keeps on complaing because I am not going fishing with him, even though I feel like total shit. Before the trip even started I told him that I didn't want to go, considering I get nausea and a pretty crapoy headache like now. My vision is blurry too just to top it off. At first he thought I was just saying that so I wouldn't have to do. Seriously? Don't you know me well enough? We've known each other for almost 16 years for Christ sakes.
The reason for it all is this patch that's "supposed" to help with sea sickness, well I am sick from the patch and haven't even stepped on the boat yet. Karma just loves me.
My dad also is giving me the guilt card by saying we shouldn't have here if you didn't want to fish, and how I shouldn't say at the house being babysat. I told him we should of gotten a hotel because I was getting fed up with his bullshit.
Life's a bitch, isn't it?
Love,
Darla
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