Thread:72.73.39.77/@comment-35776050-20180831013217/@comment-35776050-20180921014927

It's okay, I would be late if it was the next episode of ninjago...

Okay, here's what happened today: So my dad just kept on bugging me and bugging me and making me feel guilty about everything and saying things about skl sand hows its gonna get better and blah blah blah but the way he said it was getting rlly rlly annoying. That was the stressful part. And then my mom called someone to find a therapist and explained to her the problem. And guess what she said! She said it could be from a tick bite on my head that no one noticed and that it could be lime desiese making me act in a way i never acted before. Or that I could have some wierd type of strep that's making me act this way. And that i need to get a bloodtest. That was the scary part. But my dad has a fear of doctors and he didnt want me to get a bloodtest and they were arguing about it... And i tried to talk to my friend about it when she was here and she like.... avoided answering me.... and changed the subject as soon as she could... It's like she didnt want to talk about it with me, even tho I tried to help her getting used to her new school... But she's my best friend...

And nah, talking to you is cheering me up enough!