I can’t wait for this weekend. We’re going to Rhode Island to visit my father for Father’s Day. We’re probably going to go out to eat or something. Well, that is if I can eat. I’m still having difficulties. But I’m not going to stress about it this weekend.
I called my mother to let her know that we were going to be in Rhode Island and asked if she wanted to see us. She said she couldn’t because she wasn’t sure what her work schedule was like. I found that to be odd since just before I asked her she was complaining about only having 25 hours this week. Yet now she doesn’t know what her schedule is like? Whatever! She did say that I was welcome to stop by her work, however. Wow! So I get to stop by and talk to her while she steps out for a smoke? I don’t think so. I’m not wasting my time anymore. Screw this. I’m not going to bother calling her anymore. She NEVER answers anyway. I leave messages and she usually calls me back on her way to work. So I get to talk to her for like five minutes. If she’s not working as much as she’d like, why can’t she make the time for me? I don’t understand. And I’m sick and tired of trying to understand. It’s over.
I know this though… I’m going to go to Rhode Island and I’m going to have a great time. As for Juan, the plan is to sneak out while he’s sleeping and make a run to the mall. I’m going to get him a PS3. He’s been wanting one. We have every game system except for the PS3. He mainly wants it for the blue-ray player. He’s going to love it.
