Today was weird. I'll start off with the American Chopper marathon being the bomb. All the episodes I've never seen before were on. (I am a chopper freak)
Anyway, I went to go pick up my daughter from her devil mothers apartment. The door bell still doesn't work, so I had to resort to old school, Streetcar Named Desire tactics. "JESSICA!!!!!!" Outside the front window. Thank god she's on the 1st. floor. To my dismay, her dick boyfriend was as usual playing his X-Box by the window, and for the first time in a year and a half made eye contact with me. (We hate eachother) He buzzed me in. As I walked up the half flight of stairs I heard the door unlock, open quickly and then slam. He has no courtesy.
I opened the door and watched him walk back to his game. Again
That all went away .5 seconds later when Hailey ran to the door screaming, "Daddy!!"
She wanted to show me her big girl bed, and her new carpets, and the DVD and TV I bought her for her new room. I was impressed. The mom and I had a breif conversation, which is normal when the dick is around. Hailey and I left and I listened to her sing some ska on the way to the puppy store.
*NOTE* I have grown up alot in the past couple of years. Not only would I love to hurt the boyfriend, so would many others alot meaner than me. It's not a good idea, and would make a shitty situation shittier.
So, at the puppy store, the yellow lab we have been thinking about buying is still there looking sad as ever. We played with her until both of us got upset. $900, is not affordable right now. But we did decide to name her Daisy, if we buy her. We had some fun after watching Choppers. Yes, my four year old likes watching bikes being built. And no, I did not force it on her.
We ate pizza, went to the park, and then got cut short when she said she wanted to go home.
I hate that. I couldn't convince her against it. So, I called her mom and got no answer. AS USUAL. Sooooo, we went to the self serve car wash in Thornwood. My first time!!!! It was fun, I let Hailey use the hose thing. Anyway, I later dropped her back home, got attitude again from her mom and in my opinion, live in boyfriend who has no balls to make it public. It is my daughter, I think I deserve to know. I said goodbye, love you, see you tomorrow, blah blah.
For the past couple of months I have been different. The usuall shit hasn't bothered me. Not because I've worked on it, but I just haven't been getting nuts about shit that I used too. Today, was different. I faught off freaking out the whole day. I think I bottled everything up for some time now, thinking it was gone. I just learned how to hide it.
Everything got fucked when I decided to get some baskin robins. I pulled up to the front, and had a perfect look of what was inside. A mom, a dad, and a kid about my daughters age.
It didn't take but 4 seconds for me to crack. The day, and I guess the past couple months got to me, in that short amount of time. It's hard to explain, but I feel like maybe my daughter has been shorted that small sense of narmalcy that she deserves. I know she will be more perceptive, cooler, and so on than the rest of the population, but I wish she could just be young and innocent.
And for the longest time, she is the only one I have been thinking about. I think it's time for me a little now. I think I can finally tear the wall down that I put up and let someone in. The problem is, it's been so long. You never meet a girl when you want too. We'll see I guess.
Ok......I'm done being a little baby. Not that anyone will read this long ass thing anyway, I'm tired of writing it!!!! More chopper shows for my pathetic addicted to motorcycle ass.





*NOTE* I have grown up alot in the past couple of years. Not only would I love to hurt the boyfriend, so would many others alot meaner than me. It's not a good idea, and would make a shitty situation shittier.
So, at the puppy store, the yellow lab we have been thinking about buying is still there looking sad as ever. We played with her until both of us got upset. $900, is not affordable right now. But we did decide to name her Daisy, if we buy her. We had some fun after watching Choppers. Yes, my four year old likes watching bikes being built. And no, I did not force it on her.

We ate pizza, went to the park, and then got cut short when she said she wanted to go home.

For the past couple of months I have been different. The usuall shit hasn't bothered me. Not because I've worked on it, but I just haven't been getting nuts about shit that I used too. Today, was different. I faught off freaking out the whole day. I think I bottled everything up for some time now, thinking it was gone. I just learned how to hide it.
Everything got fucked when I decided to get some baskin robins. I pulled up to the front, and had a perfect look of what was inside. A mom, a dad, and a kid about my daughters age.

And for the longest time, she is the only one I have been thinking about. I think it's time for me a little now. I think I can finally tear the wall down that I put up and let someone in. The problem is, it's been so long. You never meet a girl when you want too. We'll see I guess.

Ok......I'm done being a little baby. Not that anyone will read this long ass thing anyway, I'm tired of writing it!!!! More chopper shows for my pathetic addicted to motorcycle ass.

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sharona1881:
cool - thanky thanky - now i have to figure out how to use them!

tinycities:
choppers is a pretty fun show, i watched that shiz with my brothers sometimes. great way for a girl to feel more like a man 
