All throughout my freshman year, my sister helped me get my money and all of that. I truly loved her. >< Anyway, I tried to always be in a good mood and think positive. Even though, considering my current situation, it was a bit hard to think positive. So, by pretending to be in a good mood and be positive, to my surprise, I made friends. It shocked me. My first thought, My God. What the holy frickin' hell? They like me? Unfortunately, I was still living off of motels. Crappy ones, at that. On the weekends, my friends and I would go out to a movie or something or other and she'd pay for it. We'd have so much fun. She'd literally try to stuff the food into me, while, I wasn't hungry. I hardly ever was at the time. My sister would come to visit me every so often to help me with money and such. I was surprised at how well I was doing for not living my parents. I had a couple of guy-friends. I always enjoyed hanging out with them. They were always so much fun. >< I think 3 of them were gay, so they acted so much funnier. >< My only wish at the time was that nothing to happen to any of my friends... or anyone for that matter. I already lost my parents. I still have my sister. At that time, my only family, it seemed, were my friends. I wanted to be with them for a long time, like family would be with you for a long time. My first new friends were a lot better than the only one friend I had in elementary school. Well, that's probably because I was the odd silent one who always wore black and stuff. >.> Evil people. Oh well. My life could have gone up or down at that time. God, I was hoping it'd go up.
+.[The Lurker].+ · Wed Jan 25, 2006 @ 04:15am · 0 Comments |