Just in case.

Just an update, he was mad. But he thought he yelled at me. (for the record: he didn't)

I swear I deserve the longest silent treatment ever, but he didn't do that. He was worried, and as soon as he didn't see me. He immediately thought something was wrong. I'm lucky to have someone care about me so much, like my dad cares about me like that too. But to have two people care about me in that way? I'm really lucky. I appreciate their thoughts about my safety, even if I don't show it.

Readers, I hope I'm not boring you. It's no action movie or comedic relief... It's just what happens.

You can't make this stuff up, other wise it wouldn't be a blog. Now would it?

Talk To you guys later if your there..