Hello everyone,
Well I'm a little down-troddened by no comments/advice/input/opinios.
:/
Oh well. Since the whole homeless bit...a lot has happened. My roommate ended up kicking me out before the deadline just because she could. Tramp. And I was forced to my mother's house drowned with cigarette smoke and beer. Ugh. Whoever invented cigs...lets just hope they never meet me in the line at the pearly gates.
I got a bite about a job at a cafe place that wont really pay much, but hey it's a definite job.
I'm currently in Fort Worth with my dad looking for better work up here. I don't know if I like it here. Everyone I am devoted to and everything I do is back home. I'm just not comfortable here. I've never lived with my father before...and I feel like I just don't fit in with him and his new family. It's so odd.
But I've only been here a couple of days and so I don't want to be rash. But as for now, I'm thinkin of just stickin it out at the smoke hut called "mom's." Hah.
I just...hate being in this situation. I'm trying not to be bitter towards Kim, but it is so hard.
I feel for soldiers. I know that's random, but I'm watching a show on soldiers and their life in war and PTSD. My step-mom recently got back from Iraq and suffers from it. It's hard. Watching this helps me understand her better. I can't imagine.
Well that's it for my life as of now really.
I wish yall well,
Rae
