i get so caught up in my own bullshit that i lose sight of what's important to me. not a day goes by without me thinking of my dad, but when i sit down and actually think about him, all i can do is cry and cry. i miss him so much. i feel like a part of me is missing. i guess that's why the fall semester is always so tough for me, because he's all i can think about. i know that school is where i need to be at for the next two years, but sometimes it's so hard to grasp