Calling All Comments

D.A.D.S. Hmmm... I've been thinking about that title. I know I can't be the only one with a D.A.D.S... So why is it that people always look at me strangely when I try to explain my parental situation to them. I mean I'm sure that there are great dads out there. But there has to be other people with D.A.D.S. Anyone out there have a D.A.D.S.? Calling all comments, if you have a D.A.D.S. I'd love to hear from you.

Perfect Paramore

I love Paramore. I can relate to most of their songs. As I'm sure you know, I like songs that I can relate to. Even if I can only realte to a single line, I love it. While I was listening to my music one of my favorite Paramore songs came on, Ignorance. I was used to relating to it with other relationships but I was thinking about D.A.D.S when this line came on, "You treat me just like-Another stranger-Well it's nice to meet ya-So I guess I'll go-I best be on my way out." That's exactly how meeting my D.A.D.S for the first time was. It was basically, "Well... nice to meet ya, guess I better go." Anyone think that's just plain wrong? Comment please.

A Happy Hundred

We did it! We just got 100 page views! Thanks viewers from Malaysia, Germany, Hungary, and the United States! You ALL rock!

Almost All-Out Awesome

Guess what?? Were are a mere couple of pageviews away from  reaching 100! Thank you viewers from Germany, Hungary, and the United States. We're almost there!

Dreadful "Dads" Day

I haven't blogged in awhile. Mostly because I didn't think I would have to. As usual, my D.A.D.S. left my life without a breeze. He was gone. I only thought about him when his name was spoken in conversations with his family. Silly me. He of course has to come back to (excuse me if I'm being overdramatic) haunt me for "Father's Day". Appearing on my Google Chat before the dreadful day, he stayed there til I signed off. After running into him at a restaurant hotspot I was nervous, and the horrible green dot next to his name in my chat bar was icing on the poisoned cake. Needless to say, those two jolting reminders of my blog have brought me bounding faithfully back to it. I believe I am here to stay. Whether he leaves again, or not.