08/07/2004 - 9:26 P.M.
*sigh*
At 2:30AM we're starting the drive to the airport. My flight leaves at around 6:45AM. Daddy and Olga are sleeping now. I'm supposed to wake them at midnight if the alarm doesn't ring. It's almost a 3 hour drive to Indianapolis. I'll be in the back seat sulking while I listen to music. Daddy made me promise that I won't cry at the airport. But God, how can I not cry? If my mom doesn't let me come on Thanksgiving, it'll be another year before I see him and Olga. I'm willing to beg and plead to my mom to let me come, even if I have to get on my knees and kiss her feet, I must come.
I know that I have my moments too, and that probably everything she does isn't her fault, but I'm just not happy there. The only time I'm happy is at school and when Toni comes over. Any other time, I'm alone. They're around in the house doing this and that, but never doing anything with me. Whatever happened to family time? Quality time with your child? I don't know, and to this point, I'm not sure I even care.
We were out the whole day today. Daddy and I rode a golf cart that his friend sold to him. Not for a long time, just for 30 minutes, maybe not even that long. Afterwards, I sat in the car with loud music while daddy went inside and changed his clothes. After maybe 5 minutes, him and Olga came out, and we took off. I got to drive the entire day. In town, on the highway (60mph), and on the country road.
We dropped Olga off at this clothing store, then while she was there, daddy and I went to his friend, Larry's house, and gave him the money for the golf cart. Then we went to his other friends house, Mark. He's a co-worker of daddy's, and he wanted to meet me, so we went. After that, we went to pick Olga up again, and then went to a mexican restaurant called ''La Fiesta'' and ate there. After that, we headed to the pharmacy. Daddy and Olga got out, and once again, I stayed in the car with loud music. Then we went to Wal-Mart while Olga went to Goodies.
After we did that, we drove to Freelandville to pay daddy house mortage, to find out that the lady didn't live there anymore. So basically, we went all the way there for nothing. We then went to granny's house so I could say bye to her and grandpa Dave. She got a bit teary and hugged me really tight. I was a bit squashed against the steering wheel and her, but I didn't say anything. She told me like five times to drive carefully as I was slowly driving away.
I drove home using the main highway. It was already dark out, so the headlights of the other cars were nearly blinding me, especially on the curves.
We got home and I had a piece of the oreo cheesecake that daddy and I made early this morning when he came home at 4AM, while a glass of icy cold milk. I ate in it his room while he watched some western movie.
So when he fell asleep, I quietly came in here.
If anyone loves me, come kidnap me so I don't have to go home...please?
