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Life. I hate it. It's smacking me. And I can't smack it back.
BEST FRIENDS IN THE WORLD ARE GONE, GONE AWAY. Us and Chels.
Ah. I failed to mention in my last entry that my little cousin stabbed my older cousin(his older sister) with scissors. On accident.
My grandparents might be moving out of Memphis, Tennessee, our family's home town. THAT MEANS I'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO GO THERE AGAIN. They've lived in that house since my dad was little, and I LOVED that house. So did my dad, and everyone else in the family. And they were going to try an' move near us in DC, but houses off-base cost WAY too much for them.
We had taken a trip to Missouri and Tennessee to see my grandmother, who was in the hospital because she broke her leg(in two spots). I couldn't bear seeing her bawling in pain... I started crying on the spot...
Just about an hour ago, when we were on our way home(we just got back), I saw a homeless lady. She was holding up a sign. It said she was hungry and homeless, and on the bottom it had a heart and it said, 'God Bless'. I cried. My dad wouldn't let me roll down the window and say, 'God Bless' 'cause my mom was asleep and I would wake her up.
LONG two days in Memphis. I stayed with my cousins and my grandparents. And my dad, but he was off to see his friends, so he wasn't around much.
Anyway, my cousins, like, hate eachother. My older cousin, Heather, is 15, and my little cousin, Weslsey, is 10. Their mom, my aunt, was in jail, and now she's in the hospital. All Heather EVER wanted was to live with her mom. My Aunt Tina's the best in the world, I can't disagree there. My dad pretty much raised Heather as a baby 'cause Tina was always out doing drugs or whatever she did. She used to be homeless. When we got her off the street, she was living with us in Texas.
But, Heather and Wesley's real dad(Tina's remarried now) only wanted Wesley, and only took him. So, now, Heather HATES Wesley with a burning passion. What happened recently, though, was HORRIBLE. Weslsey's dad figured out that he couldn't take care of Wesley, that he was a 'bother'(which he's really NOT, he's such a great kid), and gave him back to my grandparents, so that's why the two are in the same house.
But Heather beats up on the kid like mad. I haven't seen the two is forever, see. Well, when Wesley was looking through some DVDs for me and him to watch, he didn't know that they were Heather's, and didn't stop looking at them when Heather yelled at him. So Heather had Wesley on the ground and was slapping him with a hat. Wesley was on the ground crying. I was trying to comfort him and whatnot, and then Heather came over and got a bottled water and poored it all over him.
Man, Welsey was a WET MESS. He was cryin' and all wet, and Heather sat back down on the computer, playin' her game. Wesley was sobbing, 'I hate my sister!'...
Shame...
What's this world coming to, anyway? I mean, where siblings hate eachother, houses are too much to affored so that an old couple and two of their grandkids can live closer to the only family that'll help 'em out, not being able to bless a person with words because you might wake your sleeping mother-- that person actually having to BE homeless?
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I've got more to write, but I'll do it later.
Eh... I guess this entry can't be TOO deppressing. Now for some funnies.
It all pretty much happened in the car. On the way from Missouri to Memphis, my dad would pretend to be asleep for the car beside us so that they'd freak out. xD It was hilarious. And my dad also got a plastic red cup and put it on his head and tried to smash it between his head and the roof of the car. x3
And last night, I was listening to Kick the Can(the version on DDR), and I was TOTALLY hyped up(I had Mountain Dew and coffee, it's not my fault)! I was LITERALLY bouncing off the walls. Bad thing is, I was in the car, and I dad was sleeping. @.@; I'm glad I didn't wake him up, though. I was in the passenger seat, dancing and all that crap. I swear, someone drugged my drink, man. O_o;
And we were all taking pictures(me, Heather, Wesley) of funny faces of eachother, right? Well, my grandma was getting a picture of Heather, and I was behind her, trying to touch the string switch for the ceiling fan with my nose. xDDD It turned out REALLY funny. That's the picture she's gonna give to her boyriend, too.
I gave Wesley my old GBA, 'cause his old one got stolen by a gang. =3 He LOVED it. But now he has to share it with Heather. Which I doubt will turn out nicely.
Mm'kay... S'all for now, folks. Nighty-night. (Not really... It's almost noon... O_o wink
JUST FOUND OUT!:
Zomilord. Zak/Brittnae=XXXXXX!!!
I can't believe it! I'm a ferkin' PSCYCIC! (skykik) ='3
But I'm over him... sooo... I don't care. gonk ninja
I don't care the least bit that they broke up.
 [.Rikocette.Echoes.] · Mon Aug 08, 2005 @ 12:05am · 18 Comments |
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