Horrible is not the word for what I went through
I had a few horrible days. It wasn't bad that I had classes friday, but I found out that I had no money in my checking account which totally sucks when you are trying to find a job, then more bad news which made it even worse finding out during my break was one of my cousins who was nothing but great and welcomed my sister and I with open arms died not to long ago of Ovarian Cancer. She was my age, it hurts me to think, my other cousin died before she was 21, sad news is my cousin Liz died right before her 21rst b-day as well. I think almost being 21 is a scary year now, just because there are a few people that I know who didn't get to make it theirs. It hurts me a ton.
Not to sound even more depressing, after I finally got home to see my mom and my sister, found out my sister wasnt getting home till later Saturday night, and as soon as I got home my mom went out to the bars with her sister and said she would be back when Joyce gets home. Yeah nice welcome, but before she even left she decided she would yell at me when I just walked in the door, I didn't even do anything. And she then proceeded to yell at me after Joyce got home about other things. I'm at the point I don't even want to come home anymore. I just get yelled at, and I didn't even do anything to be yelled at for. I think I am not going to go home for a while, unless its to see my grandparents because they love me no matter what I do or say as long as I give them a call and see them every now and then when I can.
If I want to see my sister, I think I am going to visit her in PA or she can come visit me, its to much heartbreak to keep going home. Every time I go home I never feel wanted. So cheer me up and put something nice on my comments, because I need a smile.
Not to sound even more depressing, after I finally got home to see my mom and my sister, found out my sister wasnt getting home till later Saturday night, and as soon as I got home my mom went out to the bars with her sister and said she would be back when Joyce gets home. Yeah nice welcome, but before she even left she decided she would yell at me when I just walked in the door, I didn't even do anything. And she then proceeded to yell at me after Joyce got home about other things. I'm at the point I don't even want to come home anymore. I just get yelled at, and I didn't even do anything to be yelled at for. I think I am not going to go home for a while, unless its to see my grandparents because they love me no matter what I do or say as long as I give them a call and see them every now and then when I can.
If I want to see my sister, I think I am going to visit her in PA or she can come visit me, its to much heartbreak to keep going home. Every time I go home I never feel wanted. So cheer me up and put something nice on my comments, because I need a smile.