Maybe there really is no wonder woman. Not even the mother of the unluckiest person in this world, not even mine. This is a current emotional breakdown. My family's a mess and the only permanent "he" in our (me, my mom and my sister) lives is currently in a different situation.
I never thought I'd say this but Tito Joel, is actually the best-est dad, if not to us to his daughter. Number one because he works like hell for his family and my family.
He gave me the greatest gift I can actually think of, my SLR cam. He do believe in what I can do and he wants me to pursue what I want.
He's taking care of his dying mother, plus his arrogant brother, his failed marriage and his unappreciative daughters plus my sister.
He barely spends any time with my mother which is actually one of the things that I want yet I don't because I feel so selfish. If he is the happiness my mom needs then I'm willing to take it.
He didn't graduate like any dad in this world. So not like my dad. But he is a street smart. He knows how to handle life when it's pushing him down.
I'm actually thankful for him. Imagining my life with my dad, it's not the life i would actually wish to have. I'd probably be pregnant by now, I'd be smoking and maybe a kick ass drinker.
So I may find my life miserable but come to think of it, I'm not the only person in the world. Why dumb myself over these kinds of things? I'm 15! For God's sake! All I have to worry are zits and a zero on my math exams.
GOD! I don't know if I'm writing this because I'm drunk, but I sure as hell am pissed.
ANYWAY, since father's day went by, and this entry was just forgotten,
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY TITO JOEL!