For some reason my Vietnamese stepmother thinks that she is the only one who loves my father. This evening she gave me a lecture about how his back is hurting him and how she wanted to work for hem to feel better. Not only have I been his son for 23 years, but I have also seen him through 6 back surgeries. I don't get my step mother sometimes. I sometimes I think that she is threatened by and others I think that she just wants to get things out to someone different. She tells me of these thoughts she has but she doesn't say it to her own son. I don't think that she understands the significance behind some of the things she says. My dad came downstairs and thing seem to be going well now. I don't like that. I have to return some dining room chairs to with her tomorrow and I don't know how that will go some weird way, oh well just listen to music. I don't know what to tell you other than that. My classes started to day and I am already in a mess of stuff that needs to get done. A whole ton or reading. Two of my classes are online and then one class and one lab are at the actual school. It will be an expiriment trying to get through to online courses during the summer and at home. Not too much motivation to do school work.