Mask Removal
Lately I feel like I'm wearing a mask. I don't want people to get mad with me so I fake how I feel. Only a few people actually get to see the real me, and they are Jenny m. Jenn p. and some people at Darkon.
Last night was a practice night, Jen and I arrived at Joe's around 4pm. Everyone had been drinking and smoking before we had arrived. I'm not a drinker or smoker so I just shook my head and did my own thing. When it started to rain, Scrat, Holly, Jen and me all sat in Joe's living room and hung out. After the rain stopped, we went out side. Only to find out that Joe was fucking Ashely. Well since we were out side, we started to yell up to Joe to throw out the weapons. Soon there came an onslaught of padded swords, shields, and the spear. I picked up one of the short swords and waited for practice to start. It was cool and all being able to get out some of my troubles by fighting. But it didn't work all the way. I promised Scrat that I wouldn't be bad and get even with Ashely, and I did keep my word. By the end of practice it was freezing out side and I stayed close to scrat the whole time, since I was freezing. When it was time to leave, Scrat told me to be careful and to keep my word until I got home. I told him "If you are worried about me, just call me." And he said it be late calling if he could, so I just said to call my cell phone. Then I had to take Ashely's drunk ass home and I was glad that Jen was there too, since I got issuses with Ashely that I didn't want to drive her home. After Ashely was home, I took Jen to her house and then headed home myself.
When I got home, my sister told me that my dad was in a bad mood and it be wise to not go around him. But I did anyway. Big mistake, I got bitched out and then got told, that if I didn't get my act together and straighten up, I might as well pack my bags, or that my dad would just completely drop me on everything. He had gotten me so worked up that my thyroid had started to act up and I shaken all over like a bundel of nerves. I really hope that he is in a better mood tonight.
Around midnight Scrat did call me, I had actually been asleep, but I answered the phone. I like talking to him, since he seems to understand some of the tough shit I'm going thru, but it is easier most times to talk to Jen or Jenny, since they have been there with me the longest.
Last night was a practice night, Jen and I arrived at Joe's around 4pm. Everyone had been drinking and smoking before we had arrived. I'm not a drinker or smoker so I just shook my head and did my own thing. When it started to rain, Scrat, Holly, Jen and me all sat in Joe's living room and hung out. After the rain stopped, we went out side. Only to find out that Joe was fucking Ashely. Well since we were out side, we started to yell up to Joe to throw out the weapons. Soon there came an onslaught of padded swords, shields, and the spear. I picked up one of the short swords and waited for practice to start. It was cool and all being able to get out some of my troubles by fighting. But it didn't work all the way. I promised Scrat that I wouldn't be bad and get even with Ashely, and I did keep my word. By the end of practice it was freezing out side and I stayed close to scrat the whole time, since I was freezing. When it was time to leave, Scrat told me to be careful and to keep my word until I got home. I told him "If you are worried about me, just call me." And he said it be late calling if he could, so I just said to call my cell phone. Then I had to take Ashely's drunk ass home and I was glad that Jen was there too, since I got issuses with Ashely that I didn't want to drive her home. After Ashely was home, I took Jen to her house and then headed home myself.
When I got home, my sister told me that my dad was in a bad mood and it be wise to not go around him. But I did anyway. Big mistake, I got bitched out and then got told, that if I didn't get my act together and straighten up, I might as well pack my bags, or that my dad would just completely drop me on everything. He had gotten me so worked up that my thyroid had started to act up and I shaken all over like a bundel of nerves. I really hope that he is in a better mood tonight.
Around midnight Scrat did call me, I had actually been asleep, but I answered the phone. I like talking to him, since he seems to understand some of the tough shit I'm going thru, but it is easier most times to talk to Jen or Jenny, since they have been there with me the longest.