Joey Fordcopyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡdll8ijDaWB
September 26, 2016copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡc94mql75MQ
Week 5: Journal 1copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡXhxqkHTiaI
Super Paper Mario is an awesome game, I don't care what anyone says. Seriously, who cares if it's different than the others? I like different! Just because something is different, it doesn't mean it automatically sucks! Zelda is different than Mario, does that mean it automatically sucks? Lord Of The Rings is different than Star Wars. Does that mean Lord Of The Rings sucks? Seriously, what the hell?copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3n4pwmIawF
Sorry, got into a dumb argument with a kid from my art appreciation group. Had to get that out. Anyway...copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡLIOQ5fbdlY
Anyway, today's just been a meh sort of day so far. I'm at home about to warm up some leftover lasagna from last night. I have a few hours to do whatever before I pick Bunny up from school and then work. Thankfully my day off is tomorrow. Man, so many evenings with my little Bunny in a row. Really makes up for the past few weeks.copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3ifBJAjCSt
So work on Saturday was awful. I was so tired when I went in that I constantly felt like I was going to fall to the ground face first. I know I've said that I would never drink the coffee at Starbucks, but that morning I had to drink two cups just to keep myself awake. At least Jerry was there in the morning and he was willing to give me the coffee for free. Man I love Jerry. Sadly, coffee only lasts so long when you're extremely tired and I was falling asleep again around 10. Unfortunately, work was so busy that I had no time to prepare coffee for myself. And it didn't start dying down for another hour. Sadly, that's when (sigh) Ruth showed up.copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡkWRploL4yh
I don't know why, but Ruth cranked her awfulness up to twenty that day and just wouldn't stop screaming at me. At one point, I accidentally poured too much coffee in a cup and she gave a ten minute rant for "wasting" the coffee. At another point, I stood still for like five seconds due to me still falling asleep and she bit my head off. I swear, you'd think I burned her house down that morning. And yes, being super tired was the death of me that day. I seriously thought about pouring hot coffee all over my face just to keep myself awake. I also had half a mind to dump coffee all over Ruth.copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡKj0z96Plja
Needless to say, I was in a terrible mood by the time I got out of work. I just wanted to punch everybody in sight. I would've passed out on the couch for the rest of the night had it not been for Bunny, who was in extremely playful mood that night. Even though she knew I was tired, she kept on hopping up and down around me and shaking me. She really, really wanted to spend time with me that night. Like more than ever. "Daddy, come have a tea party with me!" "Daddy, I wanna play Barbies with you!" "Daddy, let's make a fort!" Spending time with my daughter is more important to me than anything and any other moment I would've immediately sat up, gave her a giant kiss, and did whatever she wanted to do with me. But at that particular moment, I wasn't myself. I was angry, upset, and hated the world. And I was freaking tired. So I instead acted like a selfish prick and ignored her. I cared more about my stupid sleep and emotions than spending time with my daughter. Though I feel much better right now, I once again felt like a total failure of a father that day.copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡjntzZc9iP2
But Bunny didn't give up. She kept on shaking me and shouting. I'm not kidding, I legitimately wanted to sit up and yell at her. And I was actually going to. But thankfully I stopped myself. Instead, I sat up and asked: "What do you want for dinner, Sweetheart?"copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡMaYEzk2kpA
Even during dinner, I still hardly paid attention to Bunny. She was talking to me the whole time, but I barely said anything. I was just nodding and saying things like: "Good" and "That's nice." The only time I showed any emotion during dinner was (uggggggghhhh) when I snapped at her for running over to the sink with a plate. Actually, "snapped" is the wrong word, more like "shouted like a moron." Yeah, I managed to control myself earlier, but I didn't even try to control myself then. And I regretted my actions instantly. Bunny got this very sad look on her face, looked down at her plate, and said: "I'm sorry, Daddy." Then she put the plate in the sink and walked sadly over to her room. copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡC9UCJ4Iyp2
Without even thinking, I stood up and quickly walked over to her. Right before she walked into her room, I grabbed her and started kissing her all over her face. Bunny very soon got her beautiful smile back on her face and she started giggling like crazy. Then I gave her a giant hug and told her I was sorry.copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡIJpcjoptHe
Bunny: "It's okay, Daddy. I love you so much."copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡvuot8XNaic
Needless to say, we put that little incident behind us. After Bunny was out of her bath, we turned on some music and danced with each other for a little bit. Not crazy dancing, very serious and peaceful dancing. Soft and beautiful dancing between a daddy and his little girl. So lovely. So wonderful.copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡKUmFx5JgD9
But then we wrestled on the couch. Of course.copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡimTIyc6XGO
Anyway, Saturday could've gone a lot better. But at least things got better by the end of the night. And I totally made up for it the next day. We spend our Sunday going to the park, getting slushies, going for a little walk around town (where Bunny rode on my shoulders almost the entire time), and playing a little Wii Sports when we got home. Yes, it's 2016 and I'm still playing Wii Sports. Sue me.copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡbbiAFrytBQ
And dinner last night was the lasagna that I'm about to finish right now. We both love lasagna, so that was wonderful. And we spent the rest of the evening just cuddling and talking on the couch. I love Sundays.copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡGmK21h8LxL
I'm not a perfect dad. I never will be. But I try to do the best I can. And I'll always try to do the best I can. My daughter is my life and I'll always do whatever it takes to keep her happy.copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡUQ8NyG0FEG
Alright, time for some leftover lasagna.copyright protection248ＰＥＮＡＮＡtQSMqxeY1Q
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