Me ranting about nothing
I am so sick of everything. Home, being single, stupid stuff.... Like graduating.... I started thinking about it today and I'm really not as close to ppl as I thought I was. That thought depresses me. I know as soon as we graduate there isn't gonna be a single phone call, email, anything. Maybe an occasional icq msg. I am gonna miss everyone I just wish I was close enough to them to....well.... you get the idea. The only ppl I am close to nowdays besides the two Ashley's and Sara are ppl that I just met this year. Like Lucien. I love that boy. He is one of my bestest friends ever. And like RJ Beavers. I never talk to him anymore but every new conversation we have is refreshing. Rachael Yates is also cute as a button. Saying goodbye to everyone is gonna be so hard....
Home- God get me out of here. Today was especially bad. Dad lied to mom, well not really lied, stretched the truth, about something that happened today and mom listened. Now I am grounded till tomorrow which doesn't sound bad but keep into consideration that I work ALL weekend and don't have time to do anything else- aka- go to the gym- and mom knows that. It has gotten to where I have NO respect for dad whatsoever. I would go as far to say that I didn't love him but I know that somewhere deep down I do, even if it is obligated love. Move in day is in 83 days- 2 months and 22 days. I am thinking of moving out sooner and living with Heather and Mark.
The youth group from Charlotte is coming in on Saturday and I am so excited. I will try to spend the night with them Sunday night at the Breaks after work. That is the only excitement I can think of that's coming my way in the near future.
Home- God get me out of here. Today was especially bad. Dad lied to mom, well not really lied, stretched the truth, about something that happened today and mom listened. Now I am grounded till tomorrow which doesn't sound bad but keep into consideration that I work ALL weekend and don't have time to do anything else- aka- go to the gym- and mom knows that. It has gotten to where I have NO respect for dad whatsoever. I would go as far to say that I didn't love him but I know that somewhere deep down I do, even if it is obligated love. Move in day is in 83 days- 2 months and 22 days. I am thinking of moving out sooner and living with Heather and Mark.
The youth group from Charlotte is coming in on Saturday and I am so excited. I will try to spend the night with them Sunday night at the Breaks after work. That is the only excitement I can think of that's coming my way in the near future.