July 3rd-5th

[blackcatluvr]

I'll be gone then.
I'm going with ym dad up to his...what's it called....sort of hard to describe over the internet...umm, biker club campground I guess you'd call it.

But anyways. I'll be up there the 3rd through the 5th, for fourth of july....


Gah. It's thundering 'rain, rain, go away...... It's been afternoon showers for the past....two, three weeks maybe. But, that's what you get when you let your heart win No, kidding...ummmm, that was a song lyric. This is what I do when I'm bored....random stuff. hehe. Anyways, but that's what you get when theres trpoical waves I guess....


Okay, totally off-subject. So yeah. And there's no compy up there so I can't reply to any posts that are made.

But, I'm not leaving until the 3rd, so I'll be here until then.

[blackcatluvr]

Okay...change of plans.

The judge had told my dad he'd give him the $914 that had been going to my mom for child support, because she was getting more than she needed anyways, because she took my social security money that goes to me every month from my dad's disability, and was supposed to put it in a savings account for me. Well, I found out (my dad told me) that she hadn't done that. She was spending it. What a (think up a word). Anywaysss....so, the judge said that the $914 would be re-routed to his bank account. And the clerk for the courts was supposed to call the Departmentof Revenue and tell them to re-route the check, and....she didn't.

So, I'm here. For the 4th and 5th of July, instead of going away like I thought I would be.

Florida and their awesome system that they have going. *sigh* And I was looking forward to it. Oh well, just another day in the life of Savannah. Like always, bad stuff happens whenever I'm going to do something I really want to do....oh well, I'm used to it now. I'll get over it.

I should write a book about my life...it'd be everywhere. Parents divorcing, arguing with mom, visiting dad, going through 3 stepmoms, one almost stepdad, mom going out & leaving me and lil sis at home at night.....finding my cat on halloween, being devastated when he ran away, getting my other cat, being scared to go to a new school, moving, being scared of going to a new school, self-mutilation *blushes* that I'm ashamed of, writing poems, listening to music to calm me down, throwing things at walls, and NOW, dad trying to get custody of me because my moms a lying, backstabbing (curse word) and she doesnt know how much guilt shes giving me by crying......I hate her. Thats the truth, Im certain of it. And her boyfriend. And my little sister. Whenever I see them, I just want to....blow up. Scream at them, all of them, tell them what an emotional wreck I've become because of my mom, how I act like I'm fine and lie that I'm fine, when I'm really not, and how she's ruining my life by not letting me move with my dad. My life would be better here with my dad. Im happier. I have friends here. there I dont.


Lovely story! now then, off to find someone to talk to!!
Does anyone think I need a counselor or therapist? I've been to one before...but didn't do anything.

And that was just a teensy bit of my life story. =] hehe.