things really do happen...
hey people!! like to update u in matters at hand. okay? will here it goes, i'm really scared of my sisters. i don't feel comforterable in my own home. they call constantly and i don't pick up, because each conversation ends up being a one way, basicly them either yelling or saying bad words. so i either walk away or hang up. today, they stocked me. i'm not joking, they called about twenty or so times. then when my boyfriend went to work they thought i would be at home alone. didn't happen they saw my car and amanda. and followed me to mcd's, so i ran in, so they wouldn't see me. finally they talked to me, but i tried to walk away and they were telling me, they were going to call the cops on me cause i didn't have a license. so i would finish talking to them. but i walked away, and i hear them say they were on the phone with the cops. but my friend with called the cops on them for stocking me and treating me. cause when i didn't answer my phone, they left really mean messages. i will tell u right now, when i try to talk to them, they think that i'm talking for someone else instead of me. i'm starting to have me own mind and they are still treating me like i'm a baby. and i'm sorry, but i'm an abult. i'm making my own decisions, and what i want to do with my own time. cause i can do that. i'm tired of being pushed around. and that is what i feel like. and i'm losing sleep and i started smoking, cause all the shit that they are putting me though.
i'm sorry that if by chance my family or my friends come across this. and i know it might seem that i'm being weepy. o'will, i'm sorry, that i'm not ur pupppet anymore. i have a mind and i wish u can respect it. i still love u and i'm still here, and i choose to do this that u might not approve. that is my decision to do it, ur not me. also i'm trying to be me, i'm trying to find me. and things happen. that is all i have to say about that.
also i have a chance to make something of myself. to be a designer, a job offer. and i can't believe it, and it works internationally. unbelieveable, it was in my email, they looked at my resume on monster.com. what am i supposed to do?
i'm sorry that if by chance my family or my friends come across this. and i know it might seem that i'm being weepy. o'will, i'm sorry, that i'm not ur pupppet anymore. i have a mind and i wish u can respect it. i still love u and i'm still here, and i choose to do this that u might not approve. that is my decision to do it, ur not me. also i'm trying to be me, i'm trying to find me. and things happen. that is all i have to say about that.
also i have a chance to make something of myself. to be a designer, a job offer. and i can't believe it, and it works internationally. unbelieveable, it was in my email, they looked at my resume on monster.com. what am i supposed to do?