It’s Christmas Eve.
I made it to my dad’s and now I’m just sitting on my bed listening to dubstep. Thanks to Savannah I am now in love with Skrillex(also thanks again for the coolest Christmas present ever).
My brother and cousin are playing Mortal Kombat Vs. DC Universe.
Sister is making a cake.
Dad in the shower.
Monday is going to be a long 4 hour drive… by myself. >.< So not looking forward to it.
But all in all this should be a good break. I’m pretty stoked about New Years.
That is all.
This is probably going to sound really emo, but I just need to vent.
My grandma and I were talking on my way home from school today. We started talking about our living situation. Then I got bitter and starting gripping about how my mom did us while we were young with the constant moving of homes and schools. I guess I started feeling sorry for myself how I’ve never actually had a home, just places to live. Then after my step-dad passed away is when my mom let our house go and we lost so many things because they were still in the house. I have never lived in a house more than two years and that’s not an exaggeration. We’ve lived with my aunt and uncle 3x’s and now we live with my grandparents. My dad got on my nerves so bad, but I think I liked it best with my dad. I just told my grandma that I hope nothing ever happens and they kick us out. We literally have nowhere to go. My mom can’t afford it, I can’t afford it. I don’t blame my mom, but I wish she would have mad better choices. I forgive her though. I am thankful she’s paying for my school and that she’s trying to make better for herself by being in school. It’s just so crowded in here and I dislike this living situation. I’m ready to be done with school and be on my own. :)