Dear Diary, this is my first entry on here. I can't really think of much to say for now. I guess the only thing that comes to mind right now is that I don't like the font this is in. It's 5am right now. I haven't slept. I'm not sure why. Sleeping isn't hard for me. It comes very easy and I'd say it's one of the few things I'm good at. Is that weird to say? That I'm good at sleeping? Anyway, I usually don't stay awake all night, so you can imagine how my brain is running right now. I already feel pretty loopy. I know I'm probably going to regret staying up, especially because my dad is probably going to make today way more tiring than it should be. Even I I had slept, he'd find a way to make me so unbelievably miserable to be awake. I'll try to get out and go to the mall to avoid him, though I'm not entirely sure that it will work two days in a row. I already used the "going to the mall" excuse to get away from him yesterday. I hope it works again today. I really can't stand being around him sometimes. I'll be sure to have some caffeine today either way, just to keep me functioning