Eighteen – March
16.03.99
I’ve been a little upset lately cos my family didn’t call Friday night. Only Dad did. Neither Saturday night. Neither Sunday night. And they always happen to call when I’m not in my room.
I got in at 9:30 last night cos I’d been watching Ally McBeal with Jodi in her room and then I went to the toilet and when I got back I decided to check my messages. Deity said, quite annoyed, "It’s 25 to 10 and you’re STILL not home".
I felt like CRYING. FOREVER !!!!! I’d MISSED them by a few minutes !!!!
I didn’t cry. Only cos the tears wouldn’t come. But I was in pain.
It must sound crazy to you. But being this far from home, you get very emotional. I feel like crying every time I see a child that would be the same age as Andre Jai, Chelsis or Kynan. Even if they have blue eyes and blonde hair !!!
*dark angry scribble*
And I cry. . .
I have an angry journal. I scribble in it when I’m pissed, then I close it and never read those pages again. It’s like locking them inside. Just nonsense, page after page, until I’m tired, and more normal. RYN I’m glad you liked my entry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lol
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Being away from home is SO hard sometimes. One of my other OD friends just wrote an entry just like this. Ironic. Hope you feel better today!
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Peoples, this was written in 99. Ten years ago.
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