Friday, July 31, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
Saturday, June 27, 2009
BACK IN ACTION!!!
I had an amazing time in Missouri hanging out with all my cousins that I just love to death!!! We spent a lot of time at this stupid resort that had a zillion pools all within THREE MINUTES of a lake. It was a very nice lake too.... My uncle rented a boat the last full day we were there and rented this huge three person tube thing with seats in it and my back was killing me for days after riding in that thing.... I fell out once too... OUCH! Don't worry though... I'm all good!
I got back the Thursday before this one and I've been helping my mom out since the Friday before yesterday. You know, going into town and giving out samples of her jam at the shop whre she sells it, helping her pick various types of berries and other fruits, and washing dishes (ick!).
My beautiful phone decided to be a PITA and won't charge now, so I'm slowly dying inside... That's part of the reason I haven't said anything in the past few weeks.
Anyway, I better go wash dishes 'fore my mom gets home or she'll be pissed.
lovelovelove,
callmefall
I got back the Thursday before this one and I've been helping my mom out since the Friday before yesterday. You know, going into town and giving out samples of her jam at the shop whre she sells it, helping her pick various types of berries and other fruits, and washing dishes (ick!).
My beautiful phone decided to be a PITA and won't charge now, so I'm slowly dying inside... That's part of the reason I haven't said anything in the past few weeks.
Anyway, I better go wash dishes 'fore my mom gets home or she'll be pissed.
lovelovelove,
callmefall
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Background Info; An Intro to the Craziness of My Mind
Hey, I'm a fourteen year old girl from a teensy town in Western North Carolina. To anyone who may stumble across this site, this is mainly just a diary for me. Any advice is welcome, but it's mainly just to get all my feelings out.
I guess I can start at the beginning. My mom and dad were never married. I was an unexpected pregnancy. My dad loved my mom, but my mom was only looking for physical comfort after her younger brother killed himself. She left him to 'find her own path in life', when she got sick. Yeah, that was me. It was her only time having morning sickness. So, she told my dad she couldn't find her own path, and that she would have to stay with him. As screwy as it was, she didn't want my paternal grandparents to know that she was pregnant, so she left to visit with her mother in South Dakota. She expected to spend a lot of time with her mom, but her mom had a new boyfriend, and spent all her time with him, which pissed my mom off, so she came back to Georgia, where she and my dad were living with my grandparents. While she was gone, my dad had broken the news to my grandparents, which of course pissed my mom off. He decided he wanted to come to North Carolina to be a raft guide. My grandparents are very rich and very generous, and they wouldn't want any of their kin to live poorly when they could help, so they bought my dad a house here, and my parents moved. My mom resented the house, because my dad didn't have to work for it. His parents just gave it to him, and that upset her after her (shitty) childhood.
In October of 1994, I was born. My parents stayed together until I was two, and I know for a fact that my dad proposed to my mom. (He told me he would give me the ring one day.) Yet, to this day she still complains about having to work three jobs because she doesn't have a husband or a boyfriend or anyone else to help out but me. When I know that she's been proposed to twice, by two very different men at very different points in her life. But whatever.
I'm going to bed now. Night!
I guess I can start at the beginning. My mom and dad were never married. I was an unexpected pregnancy. My dad loved my mom, but my mom was only looking for physical comfort after her younger brother killed himself. She left him to 'find her own path in life', when she got sick. Yeah, that was me. It was her only time having morning sickness. So, she told my dad she couldn't find her own path, and that she would have to stay with him. As screwy as it was, she didn't want my paternal grandparents to know that she was pregnant, so she left to visit with her mother in South Dakota. She expected to spend a lot of time with her mom, but her mom had a new boyfriend, and spent all her time with him, which pissed my mom off, so she came back to Georgia, where she and my dad were living with my grandparents. While she was gone, my dad had broken the news to my grandparents, which of course pissed my mom off. He decided he wanted to come to North Carolina to be a raft guide. My grandparents are very rich and very generous, and they wouldn't want any of their kin to live poorly when they could help, so they bought my dad a house here, and my parents moved. My mom resented the house, because my dad didn't have to work for it. His parents just gave it to him, and that upset her after her (shitty) childhood.
In October of 1994, I was born. My parents stayed together until I was two, and I know for a fact that my dad proposed to my mom. (He told me he would give me the ring one day.) Yet, to this day she still complains about having to work three jobs because she doesn't have a husband or a boyfriend or anyone else to help out but me. When I know that she's been proposed to twice, by two very different men at very different points in her life. But whatever.
I'm going to bed now. Night!
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