Hm.
I have good Karma now. So two days ago I almost ran over a pedestrian. I felt bad, I really did. And normally I'm a good driver. If you knew the story you would know that I didn't mean to almost run over the fat woman. o.o
Anyway
So I felt bad, because I had bad Karma. Therefore, I gave a homeless guy a dollar...and now I have good Karma.So everything evens out. And I dont care if the guy was just going to buy alcohol with it. I win becuase I have good Karma. so stfu.
Hmmm. Monday, Amanda was in the car with me and we decided to go over 100 mph on that little highway thinger. It was fun. And I'm not bragging or anything. It was fun so I'm telling everyone. I was like: VROOM. and it was great.
Yeah. Mmk.
My stepdad doesn't want me to be driving with anyone else in the car. Like he fucking controls me. After everything he has done to me, he actually believes that I will think of him as my father and listen to him. It's bull shit. I have been driving for a year and a half, and have had my license 6+ months. Over 6 months. I'm not doing anything illegal. But honestly. And the thing is: I would ignore him, but him and my mother bought the car and my mother "agrees" with him. She doesn't care if I drive people...She thinks I can and trusts me. But because of the fucking gay ass man who calls himself my father, she has to agree with him. I guess apparently I can't drive with Anthony in the car. Or pick up Ryan or Jacob...because obviously I am not ready to have people in my car.
BULL SHIT.
He's so fucking stupid. I hate him so much. The thing it...for a good two weeks I've been driving Amanda home. And have I ever come close to an accident? No. Have I ever endangered myself? No. The thing is: Anthony has practice and games now after school for baseball and I just feel more comfortable with someone in the car, especially her. It's...God. it's bull shit. And I hate it.
and no offense to Beau or anything: But I do get kind of tired of him following me around. I don't find that much joy in talking to him. I mean, he's a good friend and all...but God. I'm afriad he's going to start liking me and doing what he did to Paige. And I don't want that. And I'm tired of him. And I don't want to be mean or anything...but God. I'm going to bitch at him one day, and I won't mean to because I hate being me. Bleh.
[Dionne/Rhea/Nickel/whoever: Please don't tell him I wrote that...I just...I need space sometimes...and I'm sure he does have other friends. Bleh. Really though...I am afriad he's going to start liking me...because that was the reason he started liking Paige. He said earlier this year: 'You know, Deana, I liked you before I ever liked Paige. But I never talked to you and I talked to Paige alot so I started liking her and eventually fell in love with her'. I don't want him to fall in love with me. Because...I don't like him. And I'm afriad because he knows that I don't like him. But there are always those 'what-if's. And I hate it.
Anyway
So I felt bad, because I had bad Karma. Therefore, I gave a homeless guy a dollar...and now I have good Karma.So everything evens out. And I dont care if the guy was just going to buy alcohol with it. I win becuase I have good Karma. so stfu.
Hmmm. Monday, Amanda was in the car with me and we decided to go over 100 mph on that little highway thinger. It was fun. And I'm not bragging or anything. It was fun so I'm telling everyone. I was like: VROOM. and it was great.
Yeah. Mmk.
My stepdad doesn't want me to be driving with anyone else in the car. Like he fucking controls me. After everything he has done to me, he actually believes that I will think of him as my father and listen to him. It's bull shit. I have been driving for a year and a half, and have had my license 6+ months. Over 6 months. I'm not doing anything illegal. But honestly. And the thing is: I would ignore him, but him and my mother bought the car and my mother "agrees" with him. She doesn't care if I drive people...She thinks I can and trusts me. But because of the fucking gay ass man who calls himself my father, she has to agree with him. I guess apparently I can't drive with Anthony in the car. Or pick up Ryan or Jacob...because obviously I am not ready to have people in my car.
BULL SHIT.
He's so fucking stupid. I hate him so much. The thing it...for a good two weeks I've been driving Amanda home. And have I ever come close to an accident? No. Have I ever endangered myself? No. The thing is: Anthony has practice and games now after school for baseball and I just feel more comfortable with someone in the car, especially her. It's...God. it's bull shit. And I hate it.
and no offense to Beau or anything: But I do get kind of tired of him following me around. I don't find that much joy in talking to him. I mean, he's a good friend and all...but God. I'm afriad he's going to start liking me and doing what he did to Paige. And I don't want that. And I'm tired of him. And I don't want to be mean or anything...but God. I'm going to bitch at him one day, and I won't mean to because I hate being me. Bleh.
[Dionne/Rhea/Nickel/whoever: Please don't tell him I wrote that...I just...I need space sometimes...and I'm sure he does have other friends. Bleh. Really though...I am afriad he's going to start liking me...because that was the reason he started liking Paige. He said earlier this year: 'You know, Deana, I liked you before I ever liked Paige. But I never talked to you and I talked to Paige alot so I started liking her and eventually fell in love with her'. I don't want him to fall in love with me. Because...I don't like him. And I'm afriad because he knows that I don't like him. But there are always those 'what-if's. And I hate it.