ehh

Jan 29, 2005 16:09

So yea, I'm breaking up with Kevin. Things got weird. He changed. I don't want a guy in my life right now.

But anyway, Kayla and Erica just stopped by again, they went sledding at Hope Valley Elementary. Fun times. Anyone feel free to stop by anytime, alot of you know where I live, just make sure that I'm gonna be home. You can come in a use my computer like Kayla and Erica haha

So my life is beginning to suck again. Its mostly because of school and my mom. Me and my mom just don't get along and I don't think we ever will. She annoys the living daylights out of me and I can't stand her anymore. She really knows how to piss me off and push all the right buttons. She's so embarrassing and I can't stand to go with her anywhere. She's so god damn negative and she never compliments me and I hate it because she's passed it to me and now I've become negative. I can seriously remember being little and being mean to my friends. I still don't know how they are still friends with me. When I was about 6, I can clearly remember Chelsea saying she would tell my mom she wanted to go home because I was so mean. I don't blame her, I was mean. And it was all because thats how my mom raised me. It was like she gave up being a mom when it came to me. I hate being the youngest child. My mom may have not intended to raise me to be negative, but being a daughter, the only intentions I had were to look up to my mom. MY BIGGEST MISTAKE EVER. You know being a daughter your susposed to want to grow up and be like your mom. Yea not me, thank you very much, I think I'll find my own role model. You know, we may be stupid and uneducated when were 5 but you know, we did pay attention to what you said and did, we remember things. Or atleast I did. It wasn't until about 6th grade that I realized that I was negative, and that I should change. And that I was never gonna be a positive person unless I changed and didn't listen to my mom. But seeing that I learned to be negative when I was little, I don't think I'll ever be positive. But I try my hardest, I really do. Now I'm sitting here balling my eyes out because I just suck at life. You know it really doesn't hurt to say something nice once in a while, but no matter how many times I'll tell my mom that, she'll never listen. I don't think I've improved much since I was little, I can still hear myself say negative things and of course my mom too. If you were to follow someone around for a day, like my mom, its amazing how many negative things come out of there mouth. Half the time you wouldn't realize its negative till you really paid attention. So thats another part of my life that I've never told anyone about really.

I'd do anything for someone to pick me up and fly me to a place thats sunny and warm.

You can comment all you want to your hearts content saying how I always bring myself down and that I am truly negative. I just don't care anymore.
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