Dad

Thursday night I reached that point in exams when I can no longer take the stress and I freak out and call my Dad to ask what he would think if I decided to drop out.

Now this is not the first time (or the last) but every time I say something like "I AM SERIOUS!!! I HATE THIS!!!).

Fortunately my Dad knows me....and he is always able to listen through the storm and just be there for me.

Then last night he drove down to see me and took me to dinner...Thanks Dad! I lvoe you.