So a bunch of shit has happened today. My mom is officially throw out of the house. My grandparents are ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous. My mother is 35 years old and obviously is still being treated as if shes fifteen. After screwing up the past 20 years of her life, starting with having me, she is actually trying to be straight. SO WHAT if she wants to go spend a week with her friend, whom lives MAYBE eight miles away. Its her life, obviously she is going to make her own decisions.
She comes here EVERY other day to clean the house and check in on us. That is more than she has ever done before, and honestly, it takes A LOT of responsibility off of me. I don't know why my grandparents insist upon having her up their asses 24/7 when all they do is scream at her and put her down.
So now they have stirred a bunch of shit up, and it looks like she finally told them off. I was gladly informed im not allowed to have any contact with her, what so ever and if they find out I do, im in serious trouble. Like stealing candy from a baby trouble.
And what am I told next? "Looks like you have to pick up the slack."
OH SURE, NO PROBLEM. LET ME GO TO SCHOOL 5 DAYS A WEEK TAKING A FULL HONORS AND AP SCHEDULE. WORK 6 DAYS A WEEK AT WINN-DIXIE AND STRESS MY BODY TO ITS MAX, WEB DESIGN ON THE SIDE FOR NFMCPP/NFMDRP, FLVS COURSES, DATE KODY, OH AND DID I MENTION IT WOULD BE NICE TO HAVE A SIXTEENTH-OF A SOCIAL LIFE?
THIS IS BULLSHIT.
What we are today comes from our thoughts of yesterday, and our present thoughts build our life of tomorrow: Our life is the creation of our mind. This is my life.
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Saturday, July 26, 2008
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