Things have been such a roller coaster for me lately! I went to the fancy pants school for an interview and it went WELL but I think the only reason it went well is because "I knew somebody" which is so depressing that the world REALLY works that way. Wed. Xavier goes for his testing and what not which I know he will do just fine... this is all riding on me. Do you ever wonder if they know this "girl" is bsing. I'm good at bs but am I that good??? Or do I even get a smile just because I know somebody!? You guys don't understand... this place is like in the movies. They have squash boards and I don't even know what the hell squash is!!! It's like hand ball??? This place is like dead poets society and shit! But you know what... if we don't get in or can't afford even with aid... atleast I fucking tried! You can't really relate to this unless you have a little one who you would cut your arm off for just so he/she can avoid the public school/ blood pit. And this is just for kindergarten...
My mom is still sponging off of me so she can drink and drink and drink and there are three siblings at my school who I think are being abused [molested]. Sometimes the world is just to dark for me... yet there is my son who manages to same something really weird and it makes me laugh. He changes my whole perspective. Have kids someday... you will thank me for that advice.
I called my ada after work and just balled my eyes out. And he said "get it together... we can't have some sort of break down right now... you are a mom". He told me the others are not my problem... I should just keep going about my business. And I "decided to hit a home run on my 1st time at bat". but when I said "if I strike out and have to start over... I'll end up on second base instead of sitting on the bench" We both agreed that talking baseball was the way to go. I love my dad. Tell me about yours...
Goodnight.
My mom is still sponging off of me so she can drink and drink and drink and there are three siblings at my school who I think are being abused [molested]. Sometimes the world is just to dark for me... yet there is my son who manages to same something really weird and it makes me laugh. He changes my whole perspective. Have kids someday... you will thank me for that advice.
I called my ada after work and just balled my eyes out. And he said "get it together... we can't have some sort of break down right now... you are a mom". He told me the others are not my problem... I should just keep going about my business. And I "decided to hit a home run on my 1st time at bat". but when I said "if I strike out and have to start over... I'll end up on second base instead of sitting on the bench" We both agreed that talking baseball was the way to go. I love my dad. Tell me about yours...
Goodnight.
aww, sweetie. i know i cant know what you are going through, but i know whatever happens, everything will be fine, because you have people who love you. and if you ever need me, let me know. good luck with everything.
on a lighter note
-ape
I love your vices, not really because I share the same ones but I love that fact that you stated them very clearly, I was a chicken.
I know about bsing, I do it well! I get it from my mom and she use to say "you can't bullshit a bullshitter" she would say that with a Chicago accent.
Anyways, I love my dad but him and I talked and still talk about history rather then sports. I have to go, take care.
P.S. I think children are beautiful because they are so innocent.