No reply.

My dad 'n I have been emailing back and forth. Menial things; How school is, my friends...When I asked him a question about him and his job, his mental condition, why he left, no reply. It's been two days now.

We've had one or two emails a day. This silence is weird. Maybe he just gave up on me? Maybe he got bored.
I dunno.

Speaking of no messages, whoever was trying to pull a fast one on me with all those creepy notes finally stopped, thank god. I was ready to call the police.

What else, what else...
Oh! In an effort to turn this blog back into what it was originally supposed to be, I took on another job with Marie's parents. They're going out of town again for three weeks, and I'll stop by after school when her cousin can't be there to watch her and stuff.
Same pay, woooo! ChaCHING!

That aside, after I stopped coming by, she got out of the hospital a few days later, so I missed her recovery. :( Now I'll be able to see her happy and stuff again <3


Oh, oh! One more thing, I found my old diary when I was cleaning my room!~ I was seven when I wrote in this thing, so right before my dad left, basically. I'm looking forward to reading this thing and analyzing my 7-year-old self's brain. x)



















(also yes I had a Winnie the Pooh diary shut up don't judge me)

So if I find anything amusing in there, I'll put 'em up. <3

~Lexi