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Dec. 5th, 2006 07:41 pmOnce again it's that time of year where all of us little minions of Mr Dewhurst show how hard we've worked all year by putting on a show for our parents. Or in my case, parent. Yeah my mum's coming and my gran might come and my grandad might come. But the ONE person I would die to have there (my dad) can drop us off, but no, he can't stay apparently. I mean, sometimes he might as well not be here for all the intrest he takes in my life.
For example, that play I was in last year, I worked my ass off to do well, we all did, but no, he 'had to work.' It was the same at every school play, concert, musical, show, even my confirmation. My gran managed to be there even though she was nearly dieing, but he can't take what, an hour, two hours off to be with me on my special day.
You know, I love him, but sometimes I just wish he'd even pretend to show an intrest in anything I do.
And now... now I'm going to go analyse the symbolism behind Shakespeare and read Jack/Ianto slah, all while pretending nothings wrong.
As if I didn't have enough going on right now.
P.S learnt how to sing 'Rudolph the red nosed Reindeer' in Latin, completely pointless fun = )
For example, that play I was in last year, I worked my ass off to do well, we all did, but no, he 'had to work.' It was the same at every school play, concert, musical, show, even my confirmation. My gran managed to be there even though she was nearly dieing, but he can't take what, an hour, two hours off to be with me on my special day.
You know, I love him, but sometimes I just wish he'd even pretend to show an intrest in anything I do.
And now... now I'm going to go analyse the symbolism behind Shakespeare and read Jack/Ianto slah, all while pretending nothings wrong.
As if I didn't have enough going on right now.
P.S learnt how to sing 'Rudolph the red nosed Reindeer' in Latin, completely pointless fun = )
