I hurt. Ovaries suck a lot. The pain is almost unbearable and is awful. The baby is sick, we're in pain, the girls are hyper, and Daddy doesnt feel good. Life is pretty crappy here right now. I bought my mom a teddybear for Valentines day and that makes me happy. Daddy got a new sword thats really pretty and i want one too. He said he'd buy me one sometime. Thats about all I got....

Not so tough...

In trouble still... and getting worse by the hour....

Instead of just shutting my mouth and behaving, I had to get mouthy.... now I'm up to 200 and Daddy said that Uncle Caine may be the one that delivers... some of you reading this know Uncle Caine... for those who don't, consider yourself lucky. Daddy had threatened that earlier and told me tonight that he had decided against it until I started running my mouth.

Lets just suffice it to say that I'm not feeling so tough anymore.

Life

So D still doesn't like me. Whatever. She spends more time on her cellphone and computer than anything else.

I was supposed to be catching up on school work all week since we were two weeks behind in our college classes. I got a lot done but there's a paper and a program due tonight. I didn't actually do any of it. Sarah is a little pissed because when I relinquished control this evening she discovered that she was sitting in front of a computer screen with a blank word document. She got it done though... and thats whats important. The program isn't done, and may not get done... but Daddy will kill me if it doesn't, so I think I should just do it.

Sarah told at least two people today that I'm self centered. I'd love to know where the hell she comes up with this shit sometimes.