Well I started school today it was amazing I loved it so much. I got to see Kimberly we were excited to see each other. We talked through each class not paying attention at all. Even though me and Kimberly love each other like sisters doesn't make us weird. A lot of people do the same thing we do. You know the everyday thing that people do when they are close to each other. Hang out almost every weekend and have sleepovers. The other day I was dreaming that how great it would be if we were sisters. It's kind of weird how well we know each other but that’s ok we still love each other. But my mom is always telling me that Kimberly is only my friend because she feels bad for me. But that’s not the case. I hate my mom sometimes she is just one of these girls that just doesn't know when to stop and shut up. People just don’t understand me, it's like really people do you not have a mind of your own to know when you need to stop and think about what you are saying.
But like I said some of these people just don' understand that some things that they say really do hurt people. Sometimes I want to walk up to them and smack some sense into them so that way they might get the point. It just irks me because when I say stuff like that they think I'm a total brat for saying stuff like that. I'm just like gorillas please say it to my face and see what happens. But all of them can just back off because I'm tired of listening to them run their mouths. I just want to yell out "Stay the freak out of business and put your nose in somebody else's ". They seriously need to get out of my life and stay out. Just like my step-dad. Sometimes he can be the worst person in the world but then at other times he's better than my birth father. I hate to admit it but he really is at times, (key word at times) I still think he looks like a rapist. Most of the time I want to tell him to leave me alone and I also want to tell my birth father that to. They both don’t seem to like each other very much. But I give props to my step dad Bryan he yells at my birth father that he needs to start being a real father to me and Kyle and I'm just sitting there thinking like thank you someone else finally gets what I've been trying to say this whole time.
But there is one thing that none of my parents care about. I could go out here and get knocked up and they wouldn't notice unless I was screaming bloody murder when the baby was being born. Nah, they still probably wouldn't notice because even when Kyle cries they don't care so when the baby was crying they would either think it was me or it was Kyle and not pay any attention to it. But I love the fact that my mom and Bryan haven't noticed that I have bringing home my boyfriend. His name is Chase. He treats me like I’m his little princess. I'm pretty sure the reason my mom and Bryan aren't noticing Chase and me is because pretty much right now all they do is lay around and have you know stuff people do when they really "love" each other. I kind of wish that I would get in more trouble around here. Every time I tell my mom that I did something bad she's just like go away. You guys are probably thinking thinking... "Well why do you want to get into more trouble. I want to find a way to stay out of trouble". Because every time people ask me so what have you gotten into trouble for now I can't tell them anything because I don't get into trouble for anything? Then they tell me that I have it so easy and I have to tell them that you know me not my story so don't judge me from what you think you know.
Well I have come to learn that Bryan pretty much has all that same character traits as my real dad, George. George is a stuck up conceded brat that expects to get his way all the time. But when Bryan talks to George about me and Kyle and tells him that he needs to start taking care of me and Kyle I respect him a lot more. I feel bad for Kyle he has to deal with my dad’s anger issues. I could care less about them because I have grown up with them. But now that Kyle and I don't see my dad as often Kyle cries every time George yells at anything. But then he gets Kyle to stop crying and then he turns right around and ditches me and Kyle AGAIN!!!!! God. Why do some parents have to be such dick heads? But right now Kyle and I have to just have to deal with it until I can figure out a way to tell George about it and how it makes me feel. Because I can tell that even when George isn't yelling I can tell that Kyle senses it he just always has that look on his face that he is just going to poor tears. So that makes me feel like I have failed as a big sister and like a second mother to him pretty much.
