I always feel weird blogging when my parents are right next to me, even though they could just go online and read this.
idk. it's like they're reading my diary.
Today is better. I'm sad, but I'm also just really bored.
Dad's home finally, so that is really good.
And I'm just trying to keep on top of my many projects and job applications and trying to cook things and being responsible. it's hectic but I'm managing.