Today's my father's birthday. I always remember but I dont do anything about it.

A phone call might be just the thing he needs to pick up his spirits. He seems to be kinda sick, but then, what you sow you reap yes. If he had been a nice person to all of us, maybe he would still have his family now. He could have been in his house with all his children around celebrating another year of life.

Kharma is a bitch I always say.

Remember I said that. He is living proof. I complain about my mother eh, but she has more balls than he does.

I'm not bitter yuh know. Just...bleh. I wish my mother had left him earlier to avoid some of the shit we endured. But I guess things happen for a reason and those things were meant to give me strength.


Talking about Mommy..I keep dreaming she's back, and I only quarelling with her.

:s

That's not good since we get on well these days.