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I'm on the verge of getting grounded for doing somthing totally idiotic on Friday. I had two guys come over to my house after dark without any of my family members awake. Idiotic. I would've gotten away with it too if I hadn't taken stupid pictures of them on my phone. Busted. Oh well... maybe she'll ground me.. maybe she won't... but if she tells my dad, whos comming home this weekend, life for me will be over.
They are sposed to ship me off to Palmer. I could hear my mom and sister talking. They wanna move again... far away from Duncanville. I don't blame um.. and frankly I don't care. Sure I'll miss my friends... prolly Christina the most... I feel like she needs me here. Maybe not I don't know I'm just guessing.
My rash hasn't gotton any better. Shots shots and more shots. >.<. Pisses me off!! The doctor wants to send me to some other stupid doctor so he can poke me with needles and "figure me out". Like I'm so friggin lab rat or somthing. Sometimes I wish I could just tear my skin off. I'm sure none of y'all understand but it's like having posion oak all year round. Like I'm doomed to live with chicken pocks forever, only it's a alot worse then chicken pocks. It's not as bad as last year... it's calmed down but it's still itches like hell. I just wanna cry >.<. Prolly go get another freaken shot tomorrow. Oh joy is me! Idk anymore... last year just sucked... and this year ain't lookin much brighter. Whatever I'm gonna "try to go to bed", whatever that means anyway.
I'm on the verge of getting grounded for doing somthing totally idiotic on Friday. I had two guys come over to my house after dark without any of my family members awake. Idiotic. I would've gotten away with it too if I hadn't taken stupid pictures of them on my phone. Busted. Oh well... maybe she'll ground me.. maybe she won't... but if she tells my dad, whos comming home this weekend, life for me will be over.
They are sposed to ship me off to Palmer. I could hear my mom and sister talking. They wanna move again... far away from Duncanville. I don't blame um.. and frankly I don't care. Sure I'll miss my friends... prolly Christina the most... I feel like she needs me here. Maybe not I don't know I'm just guessing.
My rash hasn't gotton any better. Shots shots and more shots. >.<. Pisses me off!! The doctor wants to send me to some other stupid doctor so he can poke me with needles and "figure me out". Like I'm so friggin lab rat or somthing. Sometimes I wish I could just tear my skin off. I'm sure none of y'all understand but it's like having posion oak all year round. Like I'm doomed to live with chicken pocks forever, only it's a alot worse then chicken pocks. It's not as bad as last year... it's calmed down but it's still itches like hell. I just wanna cry >.<. Prolly go get another freaken shot tomorrow. Oh joy is me! Idk anymore... last year just sucked... and this year ain't lookin much brighter. Whatever I'm gonna "try to go to bed", whatever that means anyway.