Well, he is going to be ok but Pal (My dad's father) is in the hospital, i had to call to get him in there. Last night dad and boyde was gonna go get more cigs and they asked pal if he could drive em there but we he stood up, he couldn't breath right. He told us not to worry about it at first, that he was ok but then he said it usually gets better by then and it wasn't. Still, he told us not to think anything of it so dad and boyde left to get cigs. Not even ten mins later, it sounded like it got worse. I asked him if i should do something and freaked out more when he didn't answer me. He was still sitting up and then he told me to do something. I grabbed the phone, dialed 911 and now hate the fucking people answerind the phone, how do they expect you to answer so many questions when you could be to freaked out to remember your own name and whats even more stupid is they asked the address and i was later told they should know that as soon as they pick the phone up. But after i called them, i called dad and tried explaining what happened and he said he'd turn around and get back as soon as he could. I think i was more freaked out then pal was, he was worried about changing the channal and i had to pase back and forth, go in the other room, still watch him from the door, grab my dads teddy bear and cry. That's the first time thats ever happen to me. I just feel bad cause pal thinks he ruined my weekend, i'm just trying to explain to him that it isn't his fault that his blood pressure is low, and he only freaked me out a little bit

Well, I thought more on moving and first of all, let me tell you, it is not set in stone. My mom was running it pass me to see how I reacted to it and now that I thought about it, if I did move, it wouldn't be the end of the world; we would live in the country, we'd make better money, I could still visit everyone (not like my mom is going to go three years without visiting family) and pulse, we would have a better house, car, and so on. So it wouldn't be so bad and my mom would make sure I have the time I need to say good bye and stuff. And from what mom said, if it does happen, it wouldn't be for 6 months more than likely.

So great news guys, it occured i could have a more serous stress problem and now that that is told i have something more to be stressed out about! JOYYYYYYYYYFUL! Apparently, my step dad was talking about joining the Rail road job as well has my cusion and you know what that would lead to.. i would have to move to Georgia, isn't that grand! what's even more funny about it is the fact that mom is all for it (we have money problems and she thinks that will solve it) thought she sorta wants to stay and because I said there is no way in hell i'm moving away she got upset and said "Fine i'll guess Norman can leave without us and i'll stay for three more fucking years!" I HATE THIS MINIPULATIVE SHIT!! I dread the thought of having to move anywhere that isn't near by or even in this fuckin country! Hopfully Normans speech about moving is bs like everything else he says, that or he doesn't get the job.. i couldn't move but i don't wanna hold mom back and then have to listen to her cry and complain!

MY COMPUTER IS WORKING AGAIN!! My Step Dad fixed my labtop !! I'm so happysss!!

I have a new story i'm typing (Though there are several i haven't finished ...But this one is better) I'm writing a story called Jane Doe. Its about this girl who is with the FBI and she is set on an assignment to bring down this gang called The Rejects. The Rejects are this gang that is marked as the best/worst gang in history, the only gang capable of making the Mofia bow down.