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We can let circumstances rule us, or we can take charge and rule our lives from within.
--Earl Nightingale
*sigh*
alright. so sunday night the cops were at my house. again. heres the story behind that one.... me, tony, and amanda were outside talkin around 1am. my mom was fine with that. ashley wanted to talk to my mom but my mom was too busy taking a bath to talk or something... so she said she'd talk later. at that point ashley went outside to talk with us (really she just went to get a water, saw us, started talkin with us) my mom storms out there screaming at ashley *my moms in a towel that is too little for her... if tony would've been lookin... definately wouldve seen her ass* about stupid crap.... she was saying she was yelling ashley's name and had to get out of her bath and stuff and was ready to talk or whatever, wow, what an inconvienance. i'm trying to keep it calm... make ashley listen to my mom and stop being such a brat... even though my mom was being ridiculous... ashley being rude helps nothing. ashley goes inside and amanda follows, i say bye to tony after talking with him for a tiny bit more. my mom pulled ashley's hair and spit in her face i guess and amanda stepped in and stuck up for ash. my mom kicked amanda out, again, and called the cops before amanda could get her stuff together and leave.
one of the cops was a dueche bag... and his name was Officer Cockman. I kid you not, that was his name. quite humorous. the other one was robinson and he was really cool... i was callin him blackie chan... just to make amanda, ash and chris laugh. (chris=amandas bf. he came over to pick her up.) they kept asking my mom if she'd been drinking... pretty funny. she was acting like she was on something though. alright so nothing got solved, amanda spent the night at chris'... end of story. next morning (monday)... slept late.... blaaaah.... took ash to her prac at 3 and my mom was up there and stayed up there watching ashley's entire practice. whatever. me and tony just got back from the mall when they got back from practice... and they were arguing... i was like wow this is just great. blahblahblah.... so that was at like 530 prolly. around 6 my mom starts acting halfway nice and gets all these plans together for me to pick up jennifer and sarah and take them to vball open gym or something. cool. i ask for gas money since 1) i dont have money 2) im on E 3) im taking HER daughter AND her daughters friends for HER. so yeah. no problems with that... go get gas and realize we forgot the directions... oh Lord....
so we go home and my mom just starts flippin out abt the gas money *wtfffff* and shes following me out of the house and stuff and then tries to push me and hit me and crap like that. im like oh no man not this. i have my keys in my hand balled up in the palm of my hand... everytime she pulls at me and tries to hit me i just hit her with my hand with my keys ya know? cuz hes dont feel good and she needed to get the hell away from me. so she runs after me outside the garage... chases me around the yard *literally... cuz she cant hurt me cuz she cant catch me!* all this time ashleys in my car, windows down, doors locked. i've still got my keys at this point. chases me around, doesnt get me, eventually gets tired and rests on my car.
blah blahblah.... she goes inside my window and honestly for no reason (not that there is EVER a good reason to hit ur child) starts hitting ashley in the face or scratching her or whatever. wow. i flip. i grab the back of my moms neck and squeeze like theres no tomorrow. she immediately gets out and comes after me. i was having to step backwards and i guess i didnt move fast enough or something and she grabbed me and threw me to the ground on the sidewalk. owch. i kick her in her stomach and do the coolest thing ever... i flip her over my head onto the grass (cuz she was really trying to hurt me and at this point when i was on my back on the sidewalk i was kinda helpless. ashley started to honk the horn for someone to help... my mom really lost it on me man.) so... there she is with my keys now... on the grass... on her back. i was trying to get my keys so i could get me and ash out of there. so i dropped my knee into her chest and put all my weight on her and tried to get my keys. i didnt care at all abt hurting her anymore.... i was trying to get me and my sister the hell out. i guess i just started caring if i was hurting her or not or couldnt get my keys or something and just got up. i told ashley to get her stuff and to come on and we were leaving. mom ran inside of course... saying she was gonna call the cops (they dont do shit and she never did that) we started walking down old germantown rd... called tony... he left work to come get us. we've got scratches, bruises, all kinds of great stuff all over us thanks to our mom.... so this was monday evening.
it is now wednesday evening. we havent gone home... with the exception of 2 10 min visits to get stuff we need. we've all 3 been staying with the ackermans and its been so awesome with them. i love hanging out with steve and chris and their parents. they're such great people and such a loving family.
it looks like i wont be staying here. ashley will. im going to illinois in the next few days. i've gotta work tomaro night... we'll see if i can. i babysit today from 9-12... it was nice to see the again. im headed over to peytons now, prolly wont get a chance to write again but if i get a chance i will. love you guys.