I Don't Have The Nerves For This Anymore.
I Woke My Mom Up To Goto Wal-Fart So She Could Return Her Printer. We Got Home And The New Printer Ended Up Not Working Like The Other One. Well My Dad Started To Complain About Shit And I Had It. I Got In His Face....Like 12 Inches From It, And Told Him If He Doesn't Stop Bitching, That I Would Bust His Face. Then I Told Him It's Because of Him That I've Been Wanting To Die For The Last 3 Years. Well I Flipped After That. Not In A Bad Way, Just Like My Mind Went Bye Bye And My Chest Started To Hurt From Heart Attack Like Pains And I Couldn't Stop The Spit From Coming Out of My Mouth. Well My Mom Told Me To Go Hang With My Friends So I Did. And That My Dad Needed That To Be Said.
I Got To Altoona And To Tara's, Who I Was Happy To See Because It's Been A Month Since I Last Did, And We Went To The Mall. There We Hung With Lauren And Erica For A Bit. Then We Met Kirstin And Amanda And I Was So Happy To See Kirstin. I Missed Her Sooo Much. Once She Hugged Me....All My Pain Went Away. From There, We Went To The Movies To Get Tickets For Corpse Bride And Then Went To The Pet Store So I Could Get Crickets For My Tarantula. On The Way There, Kirstin And Tara Gave Me A New Nickname. It Is ROFL Cunt. Don't Ask Haha. I Don't Know. While In The Theater, Kirstin And Me Talked About Stuff Which Made Me Feel Better. Then We Kept Picking On One Another During The Movie. Afterwards We Went To Wal-Fart, Where I Saw A Cute Asian Girl Who Kept Looking At Me And Smiling. But My Luck, She Is Prolly Underage. And No, I Do Not Have Yellow Fever. After Wal-Fart, We Went To Catty's For 10 Minutes To See Her. Then I Dropped Kirstin And Amanda Off. Then I Took Tara Home And Then I Came Home. I Also Realized That Kirstin And Tara Make Up A Large Part of My Heart And They Help Me With So Much Pain. I Don't Know Where I Would Be Or Who I Would Be Without Them. I Love Them Both With Everything I Have In Me.
At Home, I Took A Hot Bath To Help With My Scratches And Bumps. Then Watched All The Cartoons I Recorded. Stayed Away From My Dad. Then I Decided To Sleep. Well Then My Sister And Her B/F Came Home. After A While I Heard My Sister Crying And Then He Started In With The Yelling. This Is At 3am Mind You. Well This Went On And Then He Said He Was Leaving. And He Started To Throw Stuff. These Walls Are Paper Thin So I Heard Everything. They Just Got A Marriage License And Rings So He Wanted His Ring Back. I Was Thinking To Myself, "Am I Going To Have To Say Something?" Which Wouldn't Be Smart Because He Is A Schizo, Has Broken Someone's Jaw And Laughed About It And Has Killed Someone And Gotten Away With It. Well Then I Heard Tons of Things Smash. Like When You Take Your Arm And Swipe All The Stuff Off A Dresser. That Was It For Me. I Got Up, Pushed The Door Open And Told Him To Get The Fuck Out. He Pushed Me. And I Mean Hard Because It Hurt For A Long Time Afterwards. He Said Something Afterwards But Damned If I Heard It. My Sister, Who I Guess Was Sleeping On The Outer Room Floor, Got Up And Told Him Not To Touch Me. My Mom Came Upstairs And I Just Glared At Him As He Went Downstairs. I Went Downstairs, Told My Dad What Happened And Told Him To Call The Cops If He Comes Back. I Couldn't Breathe. And I Was Shaking Horribly Afterwards And Couldn't Stop. And Now I Think My Sister Went Looking For The Motherfucker. And To Think He Did This With The Chief of Police Sitting Downstairs. Which Can't Help Because My Dad Is Very Sick. Let's Put It This Way. Had My Sister Not of Been There, I Could Either Be A. Dead, B. Lying In A Pool of Blood, C. Have My Skull Cracked Open. I Told My Sister, "Word of Advice. Don't Marry Him. Specially If You're Having A Kid."
It's Going To Be One of Those Sundays. I Think I'm Going To Go Ask My Mom For Half A Valium And Sleep. I Think I Deserve It.
Jamie
I Woke My Mom Up To Goto Wal-Fart So She Could Return Her Printer. We Got Home And The New Printer Ended Up Not Working Like The Other One. Well My Dad Started To Complain About Shit And I Had It. I Got In His Face....Like 12 Inches From It, And Told Him If He Doesn't Stop Bitching, That I Would Bust His Face. Then I Told Him It's Because of Him That I've Been Wanting To Die For The Last 3 Years. Well I Flipped After That. Not In A Bad Way, Just Like My Mind Went Bye Bye And My Chest Started To Hurt From Heart Attack Like Pains And I Couldn't Stop The Spit From Coming Out of My Mouth. Well My Mom Told Me To Go Hang With My Friends So I Did. And That My Dad Needed That To Be Said.
I Got To Altoona And To Tara's, Who I Was Happy To See Because It's Been A Month Since I Last Did, And We Went To The Mall. There We Hung With Lauren And Erica For A Bit. Then We Met Kirstin And Amanda And I Was So Happy To See Kirstin. I Missed Her Sooo Much. Once She Hugged Me....All My Pain Went Away. From There, We Went To The Movies To Get Tickets For Corpse Bride And Then Went To The Pet Store So I Could Get Crickets For My Tarantula. On The Way There, Kirstin And Tara Gave Me A New Nickname. It Is ROFL Cunt. Don't Ask Haha. I Don't Know. While In The Theater, Kirstin And Me Talked About Stuff Which Made Me Feel Better. Then We Kept Picking On One Another During The Movie. Afterwards We Went To Wal-Fart, Where I Saw A Cute Asian Girl Who Kept Looking At Me And Smiling. But My Luck, She Is Prolly Underage. And No, I Do Not Have Yellow Fever. After Wal-Fart, We Went To Catty's For 10 Minutes To See Her. Then I Dropped Kirstin And Amanda Off. Then I Took Tara Home And Then I Came Home. I Also Realized That Kirstin And Tara Make Up A Large Part of My Heart And They Help Me With So Much Pain. I Don't Know Where I Would Be Or Who I Would Be Without Them. I Love Them Both With Everything I Have In Me.
At Home, I Took A Hot Bath To Help With My Scratches And Bumps. Then Watched All The Cartoons I Recorded. Stayed Away From My Dad. Then I Decided To Sleep. Well Then My Sister And Her B/F Came Home. After A While I Heard My Sister Crying And Then He Started In With The Yelling. This Is At 3am Mind You. Well This Went On And Then He Said He Was Leaving. And He Started To Throw Stuff. These Walls Are Paper Thin So I Heard Everything. They Just Got A Marriage License And Rings So He Wanted His Ring Back. I Was Thinking To Myself, "Am I Going To Have To Say Something?" Which Wouldn't Be Smart Because He Is A Schizo, Has Broken Someone's Jaw And Laughed About It And Has Killed Someone And Gotten Away With It. Well Then I Heard Tons of Things Smash. Like When You Take Your Arm And Swipe All The Stuff Off A Dresser. That Was It For Me. I Got Up, Pushed The Door Open And Told Him To Get The Fuck Out. He Pushed Me. And I Mean Hard Because It Hurt For A Long Time Afterwards. He Said Something Afterwards But Damned If I Heard It. My Sister, Who I Guess Was Sleeping On The Outer Room Floor, Got Up And Told Him Not To Touch Me. My Mom Came Upstairs And I Just Glared At Him As He Went Downstairs. I Went Downstairs, Told My Dad What Happened And Told Him To Call The Cops If He Comes Back. I Couldn't Breathe. And I Was Shaking Horribly Afterwards And Couldn't Stop. And Now I Think My Sister Went Looking For The Motherfucker. And To Think He Did This With The Chief of Police Sitting Downstairs. Which Can't Help Because My Dad Is Very Sick. Let's Put It This Way. Had My Sister Not of Been There, I Could Either Be A. Dead, B. Lying In A Pool of Blood, C. Have My Skull Cracked Open. I Told My Sister, "Word of Advice. Don't Marry Him. Specially If You're Having A Kid."
It's Going To Be One of Those Sundays. I Think I'm Going To Go Ask My Mom For Half A Valium And Sleep. I Think I Deserve It.
Jamie