What to write about?

Before you start yelling at me, Austin, know that I am writing this in the middle of school and that there is no way that I could call you without getting my phone taken away.

Well, it looks like another one of my plans  is going to be shot to hell.  Every Thanksgiving, we go to Arizona to be with my grandma, and it looks like this year it is not going to happen.  The reason?… No money.  The reason for that is because my dad’s boss has not been paying him like he is sopposed to be.

Every week my dad makes about 6K and for the past month we have been only getting about 800 dollars of that. … Is it just me or is there something wrong with that picture?  Anyway, theother day, we actually got paid a 1000, my mom was like ..O.O… He kinda paied us…. wow….  But the thing is is that we are sopposed to be getting 6000 ans all we get is 1000.  It really makes me erked.  I dont get mad.  Whenever we go ever to the bosses house, I can see exactly where all the money that shold have gone to us went.  It has all gone into his lawn.  Meanwhile we are on the verge of losing our house, are mode of transprotation, and my brother justgot in a car wreck.  So we got bootted out of our little happy place and back intoto hell once more.

The worst part of it is that we can not do anything about it.  Because If we do dad will go to jail and then we will be in major big doodoo.  I mean right now all we do is smell it.  If he goes to jail, we will be wading in it….not a pleasent thought., but if I were to quit school and get a full time job, I would make more money then him, even at minamum wadge.  That in itself is sad.

So ya, my life sucks.  There is only a few things about it that make it worth living.  Austin, Family, Friends, my cat… that is actually it.  The only things that I actually care about and they dont really even need me.

Yours in Eternal Darkness