The last journal entry I made was three years ago, if you can believe that. I really don't care if anyone reads this. I'm just bored.
I look back on things like that, and think, "Man, what was I on when I wrote that?" I guess, all I have to say on that fact is that I was 18 then, and most everyone is stupid and stuck-up at age 18.
Nowadays, though, I've moved out of my mom's house, and I'm living across the state from her. For awhile, it becomes normal to think you hate your family. To be honest, the only one I hate is my grandfather for how he treats both my mom and my grandmother. When I call home, he never talks to me, as he probably should if he cares at all. I don't think he does, though.
I have a boyfriend, now, too, and he's a HUGE part of my world. I really don't think I'd have a reason to get up in the morning if it wasn't partly for the fact that I might be able to go see him. He's 5'11" with green eyes, blonde hair, and he's really pale for an African-American. His name is Adam (Jayde) and he's a wrestler. ^^ heart
Lately, I've just been hanging around the house, doing random things: playing retro games on emulators, watching Criminal Minds when my roommates are awake, cleaning, and putting in job applications.
It's nice being over here, all in all, because I'm away from my family enough to where I start appreciating them a bit more.
I'd like a job now, please?
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