The Journal of an Idiot

Revelation

Ok, let's do this.

I  sorry for being gone so long. Not really sure of the scenario anymore or what I should do about it, but I'm going to put it in most simple terms I could possibly think of.
I got grounded.
That's all, end of story, zip.
And I just want to say, during the grounding, I had a revelation.
People on Wattpad are always saying how terrible their life's are. And yeah. Sometimes it's true. But what about those people who are typing from their thousand dollar game computers? Oh well. Just wanted to say, my life, is not terrible. Just confusing. Problems sometimes become bigger than Donald Trumps ego. But it's just confusing, and I still have a lot to learn about a lot of things, I guess.
So I guess for the last couple years, I've been saying to myself, "why is life like this?"
"Why is everyone mad?"
"Why are things so complicated?"
And I guess those things and unanswered questions drove me to think my life sucked.
It doesn't.
It really doesn't.
My dad, heck, he's awesome. He supports a lot, if not all the things I do. God, I have freaking private surf lessons. I feel bad sometimes. I never know how to repay him. So I never do. Then I get gutted later on about how much he does for us. And he does a lot for us. It's unneeded. But he knows we like our hobbies, so he supports them.
I love my dad.
Hey, dad, if you're reading this, I love you.

I'm about to cry, I'm gonna stop writing for a sec.
Update in a couple of minutes.