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I have realized that if I weren't living at home, then I would be so much happier. I don't like having my parents telling me when to be home from a night out at the club, or just driving around with some guys. It really starts to irritate me when they forget that I am 18yrs old and I want my space.
I do find amusement though in the fact that my parents still think I'm this preciously innocent little thing...I guess that is something that I'm just good at getting away with, Oh well. It is amusing but sad at the same time, because I feel like it hides part of who I am. My real mom knows everything though, only because she just has this way of knowing...she will call me up at 2 in the morning and be like, "Ok, so what were you up to last night, and don't lie to me." It's weird as hell, but I also know that I'd have no problem telling her because she will tell me of her disapprovement, but she won't hold it against me.
I guess I just find myself enjoying living by my rules and no one elses...it's not like anyone has every really been there to guide me anyways. I've always kinda been in control of my own life. I've been way too grown up before I should have been, matured way too fast, and had to rely on myself. I like it though, it is my own independence and just goes to prove to me that I am in control of my destiny and that I write my life...no one else does.
I enjoy my slightly, bad girl life. I mean I haven't been arrested or anything, but I do live a life against the rules and on the edge. Go figure! Going out and partying or having fun is just another event in this thing we call life and I intend on living to the fullest. I've found that I won't back down to live and have the life that I want.
The only unfortunate part is the fact that I haven't found a guy who can truly handle me. I mean there was one once, but he is dead, and the other two that are currently being considered, well lets just say "Thats all still in progress." I have one who is the object of perfection and who would treat me so well, and then there is the bad boy. Both very sexy, but the bad boy is the one that...oh, wow...I just can't get off of my mind. He's gonna get me into so much trouble. How much? Lets just say that if my parents knew, I'd already be dead.
Ok, well I gots to go because I ran into a old high school friend the other day, and I need to give him a call and see how his hockey game went.
Peace out, Joey
I do find amusement though in the fact that my parents still think I'm this preciously innocent little thing...I guess that is something that I'm just good at getting away with, Oh well. It is amusing but sad at the same time, because I feel like it hides part of who I am. My real mom knows everything though, only because she just has this way of knowing...she will call me up at 2 in the morning and be like, "Ok, so what were you up to last night, and don't lie to me." It's weird as hell, but I also know that I'd have no problem telling her because she will tell me of her disapprovement, but she won't hold it against me.
I guess I just find myself enjoying living by my rules and no one elses...it's not like anyone has every really been there to guide me anyways. I've always kinda been in control of my own life. I've been way too grown up before I should have been, matured way too fast, and had to rely on myself. I like it though, it is my own independence and just goes to prove to me that I am in control of my destiny and that I write my life...no one else does.
I enjoy my slightly, bad girl life. I mean I haven't been arrested or anything, but I do live a life against the rules and on the edge. Go figure! Going out and partying or having fun is just another event in this thing we call life and I intend on living to the fullest. I've found that I won't back down to live and have the life that I want.
The only unfortunate part is the fact that I haven't found a guy who can truly handle me. I mean there was one once, but he is dead, and the other two that are currently being considered, well lets just say "Thats all still in progress." I have one who is the object of perfection and who would treat me so well, and then there is the bad boy. Both very sexy, but the bad boy is the one that...oh, wow...I just can't get off of my mind. He's gonna get me into so much trouble. How much? Lets just say that if my parents knew, I'd already be dead.
Ok, well I gots to go because I ran into a old high school friend the other day, and I need to give him a call and see how his hockey game went.
Peace out, Joey