Quite some birthday gift to me today. My dad’s been different since I stood up to him, not nice, but he hasn’t tried to hit me. He even apologized this morning and gave me a new car. I’m not sure if we’ll ever repair our relationship, or if I even want to, but it’s nice not to be his punching bag anymore.
On top of that my poem was published in the school’s newspaper. The one about my Tom – Ms. Higgins agreed to publish it anonymously, but this morning Tom came up and talked to me for the first time in over 9 months.
Cat told him that she though I’d written the poem, and that it was about my him… she also told him about my dad. I guess she ended up switching high schools, and that’s all I needed to hear to know that I’ll probably never see her again.
He wanted to forgive me, and what was nice to hear was that he wanted me to forgive him… It’s in a delicate state right now, but I think I’m gonna get my best friend back.
Happy Birthday to me! 17 years.
