ahhh and I thought 6th grade was hard
this has probably been one of the worst weeks of my life, yet no one would ever know.
+ monday I got my sats scores, not what I wanted and just relizing that was so hard, my plans have just changed like crazy
+tuesday:I woke at about 4 in the morning realizing that I just had a dream that I died in a plane crash. School was long and crazy, and I didnt want to be there. I got home and my brother and my mom fought like crazy at the dinner table. It was horrendous, and ofcourse was taking out on me. I actually would have rather stayed in school then see that. My best friend called me though to talk. It meant so much that someone actually wanted to talk to me for help or laughter. I miss phone conversations sometimes and no one ever calls like it used to be.
+wenesday I stay after for catholic league, that was alright until I realized that no one else was after school. I read magazines in the library and found ian and anthony to talk to for a while. Ian called me a cracked out bitch. haha thanks that added to the week. My dad was in a bidding war for a place he wanted to buy. He lost. I love my dad, I knew he was upset.
today was alright, expect my mom went off on me again because of her fustration. what am I doing so wrong? honestly, I ask myself this question everyday, but in every instant, I can find something that is just wrong with me and that she doesnt like. I want summer to come, but I dont. I DONT WANT TO GO AWAY. PLEASE SOMEONE ADOPT ME!!! because I cant live here anymore or go away with them for a month. Fine, if I dont get into fordham, I still have to leave because I love my parents so much, I dont want to end up killing them in the end. [ even though my mother hates me with a burning passion]
Thank god tomorrow is friday <3
+ monday I got my sats scores, not what I wanted and just relizing that was so hard, my plans have just changed like crazy
+tuesday:I woke at about 4 in the morning realizing that I just had a dream that I died in a plane crash. School was long and crazy, and I didnt want to be there. I got home and my brother and my mom fought like crazy at the dinner table. It was horrendous, and ofcourse was taking out on me. I actually would have rather stayed in school then see that. My best friend called me though to talk. It meant so much that someone actually wanted to talk to me for help or laughter. I miss phone conversations sometimes and no one ever calls like it used to be.
+wenesday I stay after for catholic league, that was alright until I realized that no one else was after school. I read magazines in the library and found ian and anthony to talk to for a while. Ian called me a cracked out bitch. haha thanks that added to the week. My dad was in a bidding war for a place he wanted to buy. He lost. I love my dad, I knew he was upset.
today was alright, expect my mom went off on me again because of her fustration. what am I doing so wrong? honestly, I ask myself this question everyday, but in every instant, I can find something that is just wrong with me and that she doesnt like. I want summer to come, but I dont. I DONT WANT TO GO AWAY. PLEASE SOMEONE ADOPT ME!!! because I cant live here anymore or go away with them for a month. Fine, if I dont get into fordham, I still have to leave because I love my parents so much, I dont want to end up killing them in the end. [ even though my mother hates me with a burning passion]
Thank god tomorrow is friday <3