Guess who’s shopping trip got cancelled…
Grrr!
Even though apparently he’s sick so I can’t technically blame him for that. Plus he’ll call me selfish and mean, considering it’s my Nan’s funeral tomorrow. I do feel selfish. I do feel inconsiderate. But I’m fed up of keep being reminded how right my Mum was for all those years and how wrong I was to put so much sweat, tears and anger into sticking up for him.
Bleh.
It’s not the shopping that matters. It’s the feeling of disappointment in my own father, who I’ve said for a long time is one of my best friends as well [although I am pissed off that I waited to get my big red diary until today lol, just so he had something to buy me, and bought a take away instead… all in vain].
Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe he is ill. Guess we will see later on when I ask him if he wants to just give me the money after all.
