So I've been living at my dad's since July 8th. I sleep on the couch, I don't have a bed or a room over here. I only have a few pair of clothes and at first I have nothing to do. I ended up bringing my laptop over form mom's.

I visited and stayed over at her place only a few times.

We ended up moving ALL the stuff from her apartment into a new place. I love the new place. It's amazing. Sis couldn't help. A head bored fell on her leg and hurt her, no brokin bones though.

Dad, mom and I did all the moving. Usually it was dad and I moving all the heavy stuff, down the steps and up on the roof of his Explorer. Mom some how managed to leave before we planned for the big stuff. I walked some things over the the new place. It's not far from the old place. Mom and dad laughed at me everytime.

I still had to stay at dad's though. I needed to electric to turn in my class assignments. I did get the idea to take over a dress I'd been making. But than I grabbed my paints just a few days ago.

I promused Uncle Chuck I'd paint him a picture, and I did. It's posted right now.

In another few days/weeks I'll be going back home.... I can't wait.