This weekend...

I had a four day weekend. It kind of turned into a five because for some reason I was just plain exhausted.
Thursday was pretty chill.
Friday was when things got complicated. My sister and I cleaned for a good five or six hours. When everyone else went to bed, I cleaned for another three.
I was tired, but it made my mom happy.
Saturday was the day of my dad's fundraiser. I went to go get my driver license, which took me two tries. I did it once Friday morning but I really wasn't in the mood to do it so I kind of half-assed everything.
Then we ended up going to the fundraiser. It was okay. I secluded myself from everyone except for a select few. I only had one friend show up out of the five or six I invited. Then again, I'm not surprised. Two of them apologized, but the rest just ignored my existence. What else is new?
So I drove home around seven, even though I was only there for about three hours. There were about 200 people, and I hardly knew any of them. I just couldn't deal with it, so I left.
My friend came over since this was the last weekend I could have them over anymore. We ate some Kringle and java chip icecream, then went on omegle.
I didn't find it as entertaining as them because I really hate being on camera. We did run into a few decent people to talk to but most just wanted to jack off into the camera.
I went to be around 1 am. I didn't get much sleep since everyone else was screaming in the other room.
Sunday, I woke up at eight, took a shower, and drove to work.
It sucked. At least Allisan made me an omelet... it made me feel a little better.
Sunday though, my dad came home for a few hours. It was nice seeing him in  his home again, and he was really happy. The first thing he said to my mom was "Honey, I'm home."
He's coming home permanently on the twelfth.
I didn't even wake up Monday. Mainly from exhaustion and over all loss of motivation. I don't really have a reason to go to school anymore.
With all the events that have happened in the last few months, I just don't want to do anything anymore.
Everyday for me is a struggle and I have to force myself to get through it.
I wish I could move to Virginia or something. Then I might truly be happy.