Oct 17, 2008 23:41
Today at work this little boy and his mom came in and before they left, the mom was like, "Honey, is your arm okay?" and he shook his head and then Thomas asked what happened and the boy said, "A kitty scratched it."
Jamelle and I started laughing so hard it was ridiculous.
It sounds kinda mean, but the kid was holding his arm like it was broken or something. Oh my gosh.
So as I was filling out my Jostens order, it really hit me that we're graduating this year. I can't wait. I need to get away from this place, I hate it here. The only reason I would ever stay is for the people, but I just don't know if that's gonna do it for me.
I'm so unhappy here, I need to get away.
I do feel terrible about leaving all my friends and my mom and Kayla and my dad.
But living with Leann would be so much fun, and I could visit often.
I really haven't told anyone.. and I'm nervous to hear what people have to say.
Blah.
Everytime I go to update, I can't.
I have stuff to say.. but it doesn't come out right and then I get mad and close the window.
This is gonna be sloppy and hard to understand, but I'll let you know what's been going on with me.
I'm not home that often anymore and I hate it.
I hate my job, and am going to apply at Taco Del Mar.. and if that doesn't work, Joann's or Fred Meyer.
I'm really happy Malia and I started to become such good friends.
Mike sucks.
I'm falling back into bad habits.. which would be talking to Jacob and I don't want to.
I don't want a boyfriend or anything of the sort. I'm done for a while.
Becca and Tori are really cool and I'm happy we're friends.
Felicia and I are doing better and I'm glad.
I miss Leann.
I hate it when I'm mad at my mom, but she just keeps doing things and I can't help it.
I haven't talked to my dad in a month and I should really call him but I don't know what to talk about.
I really like Tech so far.. but I could do without some of the new people.
I'm trying to be a better person and be a lot nicer to everyone.
I'm trying to be more open and not worry so much about what people think of me.
blahblahblah.
Goodnight.