Createblog Diary, V.7 |
Createblog Diary, V.7 |
*mzkandi* |
![]()
Post
#1
|
Guest ![]() |
originally started by faithin_felix.
version1 version2 version3 version4 Most of you know the drill. Comment and/or quote someone elses entry but you must also make your own. Dear cB, So I am getting even more excited/ nervous about my possible transfer to another school. It will be a huge change if I decide to leave USF. |
|
|
![]() |
*lolita kitty* |
![]()
Post
#2
|
Guest ![]() |
Ohmygosh lorena, I know excactly how you feel with the school thing. I started at a new school thi syear and I feel the same way. Everyone here knows eachother and I'm pretty much that new kid that never gets anything. They're always like 'OMG remember in 6th grade when ffegfep" and 'agh I've known him since second grade". So yeah. But feel better honey, I hope you do
![]() Dear cb diary, I am so glad I'm not sick anymore. I mean .. you have no clue how sucky it was. I had this really bad virus and a high fever and i was always sleeping and I felt horrible. i wanted to call dad so bad, i just wanted to go back to his house. Mom does nothing with me. She sits there and crys and complains like a kid and pressures me into staying at her house for about a month, and when we do, she ignores us. She does nothing with us. She doesn't kiss us goodbye when she goes to work. She never tucks us in to bed. She never comes home and yells "IM HOME KIDS!" like dad does. She just walks in the house and throws her shoes off and says "damnit im tired, my feet hurt". I wish we could go back to california. When dad gets home he always walks in the house with a big smile on and hugs me. He always says goodbye to me before he goes to work. When dad took me to the doctor a few months ago I remember we sat there and talked the whole time. We made fun of the kid books and played on his pocket pc. When mom took me there yesterday she just sat there with her book and read. And when we didn't get called up to the doctors office she complained to them. She is such an impatient person, my lord. And i can't wait to see how christmas is going to be with her. I remember last year she didn't even stay with us to open our presents. She literally gave us our gifts and ran upstairs to her computer. When we're with dad he takes pictures of us and watches us open our gifts and hug him when we get something we wanted. And we also have to spend new years with her. I wanted to spend christmas in California, but no, mom called me after thanksgiving and said "it's not fair, I only get to see you 8 out of 52 weeks of the year, cassandra rene, why cant you come to my house for christmas? why? you like your daddy better, huh?" DAMN RIGHT I DO, WOMAN. oh, and happy 4,000th post to me. - cassie |
|
|
![]() ![]() |