This is long, and just for me to get it all out. read at your own will...
okay well,
here's in full, what's been going on in life these past two days.
Monday
Big Fight, detailed in previous entry.
Tuesday
went to school, everything was, i guess, okay. Got to lunch, found out a friend was kicked out of their house. which sux.
got home, called work, had to be in at 5p.m., called dad's cell, told him when i had to go into work. He told me, I have to quit because school and grades and other things. I told him no, and that I was going to work, and will continue to go to work, and if he wanted me to quit, he'd have to go in there and personally give them a reason and all that on why I have to quit. He sayd, "If you go to work, god damnit, don't bother coming home." so...I went to work, stayed at work as late as possible, 11:30, then finally we closed and I started walking home, got to about the "green belt" or the desert pathway, and remember'd what my dad sayd. so I pulled my backpack off, sat down at the green bench near Ward's house. listened to music, did some homework, thought, read some of "The Vampire Lestat", and decided to write a note to someone I like. after all that was done and stuff, it was just about 3a.m. and I still did not want to go home, and deal with whatever was waiting for me. So i pulled my backpack up on the bench, and took a nap.
Wednesday
my cell phone's alarmclock went off about 5:30a.m. and I got up, walked to the alley entrance to the neighboorhood. Waited until my dad came out, and left, then my mom to come out and also leave. Then i went in, changed clothes, pack't my backpack, and redid my hair. then I went to the bus stop. went to school, didn't feel like talking to anyone, so I put my headphone's in before school, Everyone just kept asking "what's up with you?" got tired of it, so I got up, and went to class. got to lunch, socialized as usual, casually looked around for a 'certain someone' but they were not there, which was okay, since I reread the note i had written the night before, and Not liked it. after school came home, took a nap, woke up and my dad was upstairs asleep, so I got up, started getting ready for work, and just as I was about to leave, he woke up and told me he would drive me (OH JOY!! lol) so i got a ride to work, and a nice talk on the way there, then while i was at work, willis came in and got sum f00d, and this new asian manager kinda was an ass to him. hahahahah! lol, but after that, I got a break alittle later, and ate. then went over to his work. hung out there for alil bit, then he(already knowing about my little 'camping' session, asked if I needed a place to stay, and i sayd no, everything is cool now i guess, it was just a one night thing...he said okay, so i didn't think anything of it...went back to work. and about (:15 my mother walked in and pulled me over saying "YOu need to get off now, there's a family emergincy, and you need to come home, your brother is coming over...and we're going to talk. so I immediatly freaked the FUCK out. called my bro, asked him wtf was going on, and he said that while at open house, my mom got a call from Adam Willis's mother, who sayd that adam asked if I could spend the night tonight because I'm having "problem" or something, and so she called and sayd that she is worried that I'm going to commit FUCKING suicide! I got soo pissed off that I was ready to fucking punch the life out of what ever got in my way. But my mother, father, brother, and his girlfriend all showed up and sat in the fucking lobby until I got off. but, it was alright cause my boss mic was understanding, and let me kinda stay in the back and calm down. so after Stalling for about an hour, and trying to find a way to conceal my scared right arm. I finally clock't out, and went to the little "Intervention" that I knew was coming. But as soon as i got off, everyone got up and we went home. the entire way home, and 2 hours at home, all i heard from my parents was "is everything okay, you know we love you, and we may get upset with you, You can always talk about anything that is bugging you" over and OVER AND OVER again. then my bro went with me up to my room. adn we sat and talked for awhile, cuz he knows I'd never do anything as stupid as commit suicide, of such stupid ass shit. so after talking about stuff, joke'n around, and then getting another talk from my dad about the whole "WE LOVE YOU, just KNOW THAT" thing. everyone finally laid off of me, and my bro and his girlfriend went home, and Now my parents are both stressed the fuck out, and asleep. and I'm sitting here...still alittle pis't 1.) that Adam fucking sayd what every he sayd to make his mom think I was going to commit suicide. 2.) that Adam's mother called my parents freaking out about something she obviously knows nothing about. 3.) that my entire fucking family fucking came into my work place, making a scene in front of my co-workers, boss, and customers. 4.)that I had to fucking listen to total, about, 12 an a half hours of Talks, argument's, all that shit, this week. And it's only fucking the middle of the week.
Just do me a favor. You can be concerned about me, what ever I dont' kare. but don't ever talk to your parents, my parents, or anyone that would attempt to contact my parents, or attempt to solve MY problems. It doesn't help. It really doesn't fucking help, okay??
here's in full, what's been going on in life these past two days.
Monday
Big Fight, detailed in previous entry.
Tuesday
went to school, everything was, i guess, okay. Got to lunch, found out a friend was kicked out of their house. which sux.
got home, called work, had to be in at 5p.m., called dad's cell, told him when i had to go into work. He told me, I have to quit because school and grades and other things. I told him no, and that I was going to work, and will continue to go to work, and if he wanted me to quit, he'd have to go in there and personally give them a reason and all that on why I have to quit. He sayd, "If you go to work, god damnit, don't bother coming home." so...I went to work, stayed at work as late as possible, 11:30, then finally we closed and I started walking home, got to about the "green belt" or the desert pathway, and remember'd what my dad sayd. so I pulled my backpack off, sat down at the green bench near Ward's house. listened to music, did some homework, thought, read some of "The Vampire Lestat", and decided to write a note to someone I like. after all that was done and stuff, it was just about 3a.m. and I still did not want to go home, and deal with whatever was waiting for me. So i pulled my backpack up on the bench, and took a nap.
Wednesday
my cell phone's alarmclock went off about 5:30a.m. and I got up, walked to the alley entrance to the neighboorhood. Waited until my dad came out, and left, then my mom to come out and also leave. Then i went in, changed clothes, pack't my backpack, and redid my hair. then I went to the bus stop. went to school, didn't feel like talking to anyone, so I put my headphone's in before school, Everyone just kept asking "what's up with you?" got tired of it, so I got up, and went to class. got to lunch, socialized as usual, casually looked around for a 'certain someone' but they were not there, which was okay, since I reread the note i had written the night before, and Not liked it. after school came home, took a nap, woke up and my dad was upstairs asleep, so I got up, started getting ready for work, and just as I was about to leave, he woke up and told me he would drive me (OH JOY!! lol) so i got a ride to work, and a nice talk on the way there, then while i was at work, willis came in and got sum f00d, and this new asian manager kinda was an ass to him. hahahahah! lol, but after that, I got a break alittle later, and ate. then went over to his work. hung out there for alil bit, then he(already knowing about my little 'camping' session, asked if I needed a place to stay, and i sayd no, everything is cool now i guess, it was just a one night thing...he said okay, so i didn't think anything of it...went back to work. and about (:15 my mother walked in and pulled me over saying "YOu need to get off now, there's a family emergincy, and you need to come home, your brother is coming over...and we're going to talk. so I immediatly freaked the FUCK out. called my bro, asked him wtf was going on, and he said that while at open house, my mom got a call from Adam Willis's mother, who sayd that adam asked if I could spend the night tonight because I'm having "problem" or something, and so she called and sayd that she is worried that I'm going to commit FUCKING suicide! I got soo pissed off that I was ready to fucking punch the life out of what ever got in my way. But my mother, father, brother, and his girlfriend all showed up and sat in the fucking lobby until I got off. but, it was alright cause my boss mic was understanding, and let me kinda stay in the back and calm down. so after Stalling for about an hour, and trying to find a way to conceal my scared right arm. I finally clock't out, and went to the little "Intervention" that I knew was coming. But as soon as i got off, everyone got up and we went home. the entire way home, and 2 hours at home, all i heard from my parents was "is everything okay, you know we love you, and we may get upset with you, You can always talk about anything that is bugging you" over and OVER AND OVER again. then my bro went with me up to my room. adn we sat and talked for awhile, cuz he knows I'd never do anything as stupid as commit suicide, of such stupid ass shit. so after talking about stuff, joke'n around, and then getting another talk from my dad about the whole "WE LOVE YOU, just KNOW THAT" thing. everyone finally laid off of me, and my bro and his girlfriend went home, and Now my parents are both stressed the fuck out, and asleep. and I'm sitting here...still alittle pis't 1.) that Adam fucking sayd what every he sayd to make his mom think I was going to commit suicide. 2.) that Adam's mother called my parents freaking out about something she obviously knows nothing about. 3.) that my entire fucking family fucking came into my work place, making a scene in front of my co-workers, boss, and customers. 4.)that I had to fucking listen to total, about, 12 an a half hours of Talks, argument's, all that shit, this week. And it's only fucking the middle of the week.
Just do me a favor. You can be concerned about me, what ever I dont' kare. but don't ever talk to your parents, my parents, or anyone that would attempt to contact my parents, or attempt to solve MY problems. It doesn't help. It really doesn't fucking help, okay??