Day 61 of San Diego

It's interesting how my dad screams and bitches at Angel for doing something as minuscule as eating bits of cat litter before throwing her outside, when he feels guilty he didn't spend enough time with Benny. It's interesting how my dad works. Very interesting. 

Today was fine. Just another day. I went to my second to last chiropractic session this evening. On Monday, I'll have an X-Ray of my spine for synopsis on how it's doing. I'm sure it's straighter than it was.

I'm kicking ass on my Walking Dead comics. I'm almost done with Season One. I never knew there was a Season Two of comics. I'll need to save up in order to buy the next set. I think it's a $100. Ouch. My wallet felt that before I remembered the price. 

I woke up this morning feeling hopeless. I don't know what that was all about. I almost skipped school. I said to myself, "I'm done with school." And then I got dressed and left. 

On the brighter side, check out my awesome Creeper sweatshirt!! Mason bought me one for my birthday, but it was too small. So, we gave the small one to Jaylee and mom bought me a new one. Face it, I'm the bomb.