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I'm at school right now, in 8-block with Kristin, Jimmy, and Kori.
The last day and a half have been strange. I got home from school yesterday and my mom called me upstairs, she said that Sue had called and I needed to call her back. Mom wanted me to call Sue from her room...so I figured something was up. I called and she said she had some very bad news.......Chris Baker is dead. That's all I'm gona say about it.
So to get my mind off things, me and jimmy went to wal-mart. Wal-mart always cheers me up, haha.
I wish my computer at home was working, I want to get on AIM.
The hurricane is really upsetting me too. I watched this thing on Oprah about it. I want to take everyone home with me and feed them and just give everyone a hug and let them know that everything's gona be okay.
But it's not gona be okay.
I've been thinking a lot about my family, and my childhood. I wrote about it yesterday, and I want to share it.
"I have this one memory of the family at Balman Park...but suddenly I realize that it's not a memory at all..it's just a dream I had. My friends tell me about their good times spent with Mom and Dad...But I don't have those kinds of things to share. Mom watched her soap opras every day while she sent us kids outside to play on very hot days...heaven forbid we were too loud. Don't ask about my dad, because I don't have any anwsers. All I know is that he worked late every day and night. I usualy saw him at night, sleeping with the bottle that he clung on too for dear life. He spent more time with that bottle than anything else, even us kids. I never saw him kiss mom. Mom was good to us- she let us lick the dookie dough off the spoon after she got done stirring the batter for the cake. Now that we're grown up, dad realizes that he's missed out on his family, our childhood. He tries to make up for it...
but he still clutches to that bottle
every night."
Yeah. That was probaly way too much for me to share. I try not to get way too deep into myself on this livejournal, but I just really wanted to have somebody read that.
Okay I'm gona go now, Briana and Paige just got back from sneeking to Mcdonalds.
<3
The last day and a half have been strange. I got home from school yesterday and my mom called me upstairs, she said that Sue had called and I needed to call her back. Mom wanted me to call Sue from her room...so I figured something was up. I called and she said she had some very bad news.......Chris Baker is dead. That's all I'm gona say about it.
So to get my mind off things, me and jimmy went to wal-mart. Wal-mart always cheers me up, haha.
I wish my computer at home was working, I want to get on AIM.
The hurricane is really upsetting me too. I watched this thing on Oprah about it. I want to take everyone home with me and feed them and just give everyone a hug and let them know that everything's gona be okay.
But it's not gona be okay.
I've been thinking a lot about my family, and my childhood. I wrote about it yesterday, and I want to share it.
"I have this one memory of the family at Balman Park...but suddenly I realize that it's not a memory at all..it's just a dream I had. My friends tell me about their good times spent with Mom and Dad...But I don't have those kinds of things to share. Mom watched her soap opras every day while she sent us kids outside to play on very hot days...heaven forbid we were too loud. Don't ask about my dad, because I don't have any anwsers. All I know is that he worked late every day and night. I usualy saw him at night, sleeping with the bottle that he clung on too for dear life. He spent more time with that bottle than anything else, even us kids. I never saw him kiss mom. Mom was good to us- she let us lick the dookie dough off the spoon after she got done stirring the batter for the cake. Now that we're grown up, dad realizes that he's missed out on his family, our childhood. He tries to make up for it...
but he still clutches to that bottle
every night."
Yeah. That was probaly way too much for me to share. I try not to get way too deep into myself on this livejournal, but I just really wanted to have somebody read that.
Okay I'm gona go now, Briana and Paige just got back from sneeking to Mcdonalds.
<3