Whoa. That was a long time.
I know, I know. It's been a couple months since I've updated, and I'm sorry. I just haven't felt like posting at all lately. But I was making an avatar and I remembered my LJ and decided to bring life back into it.
A lot has happened. I haven't cut since that time I posted on February 28. I saw Ceara again in March. I got more friends. I planned a way to escape to Pennsylvania so I can get away from my parents and possibly get a new family in the process. (Long story) I got new CD's. A Hot Topic got built nearby. I got a lot better at making graphics. I decided that I wanted to go into computers when I'm older. I got into more normal clothes. (Okay. A bit of a skater/emo style.) My dad got a job 8 hours away. I've realized a lot of new things about me.
Well, to break this into smaller sections. Yes, I haven't cut myself since February 28, even though my dad came here this past week during my spring break and basically ruined it. He didn't hit me at all though, so that's a plus. He did shoot my cat, Butch, though. I'm really pissed about that, but it could be worse. Small had a kitten and he didn't shoot her, so I'm happy about that.
Yes, I did see Ceara this past March. I went out to her church in hopes of seeing her. I did, but I wasn't allowed to talk to her. I cried the whole time while her aunt was telling me exactly what her mom thought of me. She thinks that I influenced Ceara and I was the one who started cutting first. True, I was, but I never told her about it until she told me that she had been doing it for awhile. Anyways, it got me really upset. But chances are, she'll be back next year, so that's okay. Oh yeah. And the whole school thinks that I was the reason she got pulled out. Bitches.
I do have a plan to run away to Pennsylvania. But, that can be explained at a later date. I don't plan to do this until November or somewhere along those lines, so you can wait until then. =)
My dad works in Nashville now. His job starts tomorrow. This means that he'll be coming home at least once a month. I am NOT looking forward to this. Life will be a living hell until Operation: West Chester goes into play.
Okay, yes, I have realized a lot of things about me. Things I'm not ready to share to the whole world either. If you're close enough to me, you'll know some already. At a future year, I may decide to post it here, but until then, no.
That's it I guess. I leave you with this.
A lot has happened. I haven't cut since that time I posted on February 28. I saw Ceara again in March. I got more friends. I planned a way to escape to Pennsylvania so I can get away from my parents and possibly get a new family in the process. (Long story) I got new CD's. A Hot Topic got built nearby. I got a lot better at making graphics. I decided that I wanted to go into computers when I'm older. I got into more normal clothes. (Okay. A bit of a skater/emo style.) My dad got a job 8 hours away. I've realized a lot of new things about me.
Well, to break this into smaller sections. Yes, I haven't cut myself since February 28, even though my dad came here this past week during my spring break and basically ruined it. He didn't hit me at all though, so that's a plus. He did shoot my cat, Butch, though. I'm really pissed about that, but it could be worse. Small had a kitten and he didn't shoot her, so I'm happy about that.
Yes, I did see Ceara this past March. I went out to her church in hopes of seeing her. I did, but I wasn't allowed to talk to her. I cried the whole time while her aunt was telling me exactly what her mom thought of me. She thinks that I influenced Ceara and I was the one who started cutting first. True, I was, but I never told her about it until she told me that she had been doing it for awhile. Anyways, it got me really upset. But chances are, she'll be back next year, so that's okay. Oh yeah. And the whole school thinks that I was the reason she got pulled out. Bitches.
I do have a plan to run away to Pennsylvania. But, that can be explained at a later date. I don't plan to do this until November or somewhere along those lines, so you can wait until then. =)
My dad works in Nashville now. His job starts tomorrow. This means that he'll be coming home at least once a month. I am NOT looking forward to this. Life will be a living hell until Operation: West Chester goes into play.
Okay, yes, I have realized a lot of things about me. Things I'm not ready to share to the whole world either. If you're close enough to me, you'll know some already. At a future year, I may decide to post it here, but until then, no.
That's it I guess. I leave you with this.