I Have My Father's Temper

So I can't help but constantly feel an urge to end this second 365 blog. I have so often been falling behind with posts, much more than the first one. I would have to "blame" that on the realization that Junior year is kind of hard. I wouldn't say that the work I have to do is so much the problem. Instead, I would have to insist that my procrastinating habits are finally working against me. Every year prior to this one, I would always procrastinate on projects and essays, but get them done in time. This year, I've had breakdowns, loss of motivation, and a severe case of Idontgiveafuck. It really has been pretty bad and sure, I gain a little bit of hope in saying that I'll do better next marking period or the next essay, but I'm well aware of what a lie that is. Today was..a bit bothersome. I never like the fact when someone goes MIA from my life, spontaneously. I also hate not knowing. Today my father supposedly got high-blood again and stormed off. He didn't go to church with us and literally didn't come home until 6PM because he had to take my mom to work. Whenever I tried to ask my mom what happened this morning, she just said "I don't know, ask your dad" She obviously didn't want to tell me. Then, when papa finally came home, I tried to be nice and ask where he was. He said "Nowhere." Lovely, ain't it? Photo is of a .GIF I created to pass the time. I hate essays.