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I went to school today, my first day at Seymont Secondary School. It wasn't so bad I guess, I had conversations with some people about journalism and music, it was alright. My classes are pretty sick too , English, drama, art and guitar, easy semester for an easy going girl. I already have homework on the first day, I guess this is what happens when you enter grade 12, which I don't like at all. I drew a picture today, its of you, I know you told me when if you ever left us, to not cry because it would make you cry, but I just can't help it dad. I miss you. The picture I drew was of you and me, it was when I was 4 and you had me up high on your shoulders, and I was smiling; so were you. The reason I drew it, one reason is because I miss you like heck, and the second reason we have an assignment in art class to draw a picture that makes us smile, and think of memories. My teacher said nothing too emotional, but I couldn't help it, what good is a picture without it being emotional or have some emotional story to it? You would understand , you always did. I talked to Joe today on the phone, he said his first day of grade 12 was shit. His classes are so difficult. I told him he should have tooken college level classes, but no, as always I get stuck with a stubborn boyfriend, oh well, I still love him to death. Wanna know something weird dad? There is only 6 kids on my bus, 3 girls and 3 guys. I guess there is only a couple of people who live in this creepy part of town. Then again, suburbs are always creepy. I

You know dad, something has been up with mom lately, she seems to be quiet all the time. She isn't her fun, up beat self any more. I want to talk to her, I just don't know what to say. I can't really talk to her and ask her questions like I could to you. Life is hard and I have this song stuck in my head, this one chick named Clena showed it to me, Its called "New Perspective" By panic! at the disco. It kind of reminds me of when I was a kid. It has that happy-problem feeling. Kind of like, when something bad happens, but it doesn't affect you so bad that you become totally miserable, it just makes you feel like, its good to have a problem, because then you learn how to solve it. Oh! I forgot to tell you something, mom said she was getting me a dog, she thinks I need company because I'm always talking to my self. She doesn't know that I'm actually talking to you. I know you can hear me. I'm naming the dog Sam though, don't kill me, I know you'd hate me for the fact that I named a pet after you, But at least when I'm talking to Sam, I'm actually talking to someone who is breathing, and not watching me from 7 heavens above. Anyways dad, It's supper time, grandma made pasta and garlic bread, you'd probably love it. I'll eat a piece of bread for you. I love you and miss you.