Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Day 10: 'You've jumped in the deep end...'

My mom made a good point today. She said that 'this whole moving away for college is you jumping in the deep end of the pool'. My only reply was 'but I've got my floaties on.'

Tension is still here from what went down yesterday but then again it's only been one day. It seriously upset me with what happened yesterday. I moved away to get away from all that fighting & crap. I thought that this would be the best decision I have ever made, a place for me to start over but it's honestly not looking any different from what was happening in Chicago. The only difference is that I can't walk over to my mom & hug her...well, I could but by the time I got there, I wouldn't have cared anymore. Yesterday, I wanted to scream & punch the damn wall because I was so frustrated. I'm pissed that not one thing, not ONE could go my damn way for ONCE. All in all though I think I kept my kool for my room mates' sake. I didn't scream, I didn't cry & didn't punch the wall because I knew I would have seemed weak but Maine & Kansas will probably figure it out since they read my blog religiously.

This is all different for me. If i'm upset I can't talk to anyone because I don't trust anyone but the few that are 15 hours away from me. I can't talk on the phone to them either since I'm like a damn prisoner in my own house since the walls are paper thin & I have to watch what I say. I can't even go for a freakin run when I need to blow off steam without being harassed by a gangster wanna-be for a cigarette. I'm from Chicago, man, I've seen freaking ghetto; YOU'RE NOT GHETTO!! Little effers.

Besides all the crap that lingered from yesterday onto today, it was actually quiet today. We didn't do much but have breakfast at Louisiana & Virginia's. It was really sweet of them to do that. In return I'm making them spaghetti, i'm pretty sure their mouths are going to explode from all the deliciousness.

Tomorrow is the first day of school...WOOT! But the damn dry erase board still refuses to home on our fridge...bastard.

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