So much shit
The last month or so has been kind of a blur for me. Being the end of the semester, like usual everything is piling up. I've got a lot of other stuff pushing on me from other angles too, and I really don't know if I'll even be in school next semester unless I can miraculously come up with a little over a grand in the next 3 or 4 weeks.
I can't really ask my mom to keep coming up with the money, she already has way too much to deal with back in Franklin County. I fear that things are quickly approaching a breaking point on that front. I don't know how to help her, I don't know why she won't help herself. If he hurts her or my sisters in any way, I will destroy his world.
Thanksgiving was pretty good, my Dad and stepmom and brother came up to visit and we ate at my gradparents' house. I'm always a little tense in their home, it's the reason they only see me on holidays despite the fact that I live about 15 minutes away from them. My Dad's family history is sketchy at best, and there are things I know now that will haunt my memories for the rest of my life. Example. My Dad's sister was the validictorian of her highschool. These days you can find her pushing a shopping cart around the slums of Johnson city. Trauma.
I've decided not to get an Xbox 360 for Christmas from my dad. Hopefully he'll put that money WITH whatever he hap planned on contirbuting to my education instead of just giving me $300 this December.
My hopes and dreams always dangle over the pit of failure most precariously at this time of year, but somehow I usually make it through.
Happy holidays.
Oh, and by the way, my phone works again. You know, not that anyone calls anyways.
I can't really ask my mom to keep coming up with the money, she already has way too much to deal with back in Franklin County. I fear that things are quickly approaching a breaking point on that front. I don't know how to help her, I don't know why she won't help herself. If he hurts her or my sisters in any way, I will destroy his world.
Thanksgiving was pretty good, my Dad and stepmom and brother came up to visit and we ate at my gradparents' house. I'm always a little tense in their home, it's the reason they only see me on holidays despite the fact that I live about 15 minutes away from them. My Dad's family history is sketchy at best, and there are things I know now that will haunt my memories for the rest of my life. Example. My Dad's sister was the validictorian of her highschool. These days you can find her pushing a shopping cart around the slums of Johnson city. Trauma.
I've decided not to get an Xbox 360 for Christmas from my dad. Hopefully he'll put that money WITH whatever he hap planned on contirbuting to my education instead of just giving me $300 this December.
My hopes and dreams always dangle over the pit of failure most precariously at this time of year, but somehow I usually make it through.
Happy holidays.
Oh, and by the way, my phone works again. You know, not that anyone calls anyways.