Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Start of a new week, new updates


Today in this day in age, it’s hard to find kids or people for that matter who really give a shit about anyone or anything. So I’m here to show you that it’s a good idea to open your eyes and look around you and find out what’s going around in the world.
I read the news papers yesterday, and there was a nine year old girl in Texas who wrote a letter to Santa through her school, begging Santa to get her relative to stop touching her and her sister. The school of course turned the letter in to the police and the man ended up getting arrested. Police believe the sexual abuse had been occurring over the last four years. How sick is that? And the worst part is that it happens every day, and goes unreported.
The murder of six year old Adam Welsh that happened in 1981 was solved. The serial killer Ottis Tolle admitted on his death bed, that he kidnapped the child from a mall, and murdered him then decapitated him. The little boys head was found two weeks later, the body was never recovered. This man killed hundreds of people in his life time, and had been in prison over a decade, before recently dying. They’ve known for a long that it was him; he had been currently serving five life sentences, when he died. He had admitted to killing the boy twice before.
On a remotely positive note, Caylee Anthony’s body has been recently discovered, about a half of a mile from her home. When the police picked up the trash bag filled with the little girls body, her skull fell out of her bag. For those who do not her story, Caylee Anthony was a cute three year old girl when she was first reported missing by her grandmother. She lived with her Grandparents, because her whore of a mother didn’t take of her. Casey Anthony is 22 years old right now. When Caylee first went missing in June, Casey told her family that she dropped Caylee off at the babysitters, and hadn’t seen her since. Funny how she didn’t even know the babysitters name, or where she lived. When asked why she never reported her daughter missing, she had nothing to say.
Casey took her daughter away from her parents because her parents wanted to try to get custody of Caylee. Her grandparents tried to get their daughter on the right track, but every time they pissed her off, she took Caylee away from them. Caylee’s grandma was the one who turned her granddaughter in as a missing child; about a month after she went missing. Casey was charged for first degree murder before they found the little girls body. She has been in jail since. When Casey’s parents found her car, they both said it smelled like a dead body had been rotting in there. Police began to investigate. Casey literally fits the definition of a slut. And honestly I hope she dies. To kill her baby, because her parents pissed her off, sorry for the harshness, but I hope the bitch gets hung.

Back next time….

I'm Sorry

Sorry it took so long for me to write back. But to be honest I think people think all we do is go home with nothing to do. Each teacher seems to forget that we have more then one class a day, and we get more then one thing of homework a day.Not to mention we have lives beyond school. I work every single night, to help my family, and five hours each night, then come home and do homework, that I can’t do on the computer by that time, because it’s in my mom’s room. It’s like *&@# I can’t help it sometimes that not everything is perfect I'm sorry. And because things have been crazy and chaotic lately its like Mr. Ayers forgets that I held the highest grade in his class all term. I will do it, I can do it, it just takes time, and sorry this class is not completely my life.I'm sorry Mr. Ayers but the way you have been looking and acting towards me, its not like I don’t give a shit about this class or school; it means a hell of a lot to me, but I’m sorry things get pretty damn crazy sometimes, especially this time of the month. There are a lot of things going on in and around my life right now, that don’t have a clear grasp on everything. Geezers, even God got seven days.
Sorry, I had to vent.

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

I hate this part


This is the part in my life where I wish I wasn't me. I wish I wasn't so stressed out in school, from work, from home, for money problems, my personal life. When I'm not at school, trying to do the best I can so my mom wont be mad at me, even though I don't understand most of the crap, I just cant comprehend.
I'm at work making money to support my family and myself. I have to make money, to give money to my mom, to help her with our expense's, and then on top of that, I have to spend a ton of money on them for Christmas. Every time I save a little, my mom needs it, or my sister needs money to live. I have to pay my BIG sister to live, or for what ever she needs. Have to get my grandma expensive food daily, because everything we have at home isn't quite good enough.
On top of all that fun, I have to walk on my tip toes to make sure, no one is freaking out, or crying or sad, or pissed off to the point they want to just throw me down the stairs. I take emotional blow after emotional blow, and they never stop. I'm sick of being a grown up, and technically I have only been a legal adult for three months. I've had to be a grown up literally since I was three.
On top of all this little stuff, I have college's and college applications on top of everything to worry about. I have to apply to three universities and two other colleges very soon, I just don't have the money to apply right now. Its terrible, I cant catch a break. Honestly, I don't know what the hell I am possibly going to do. I can't ask anyone for money, because my mom doesn't have any, plus I'm too proud to.
High school is supposed to prepare us for real life, but I've lived in the real world since day one. And lord knows I'm not the only one. This is the part where I want to play "poor picked on me,"
because I just can't catch a break. I just want to be mad at everything and everyone, because life is not fair. But I can't. And that's just so immature of me honestly. Everyone tells me that I deserve to be upset, I have a right to vent, but the second I do, I feel so terrible. I feel so immature and I feel like I am being disrespectful to my mom, because she can't help it, and she would give me every cent she owned if I really needed her to. Like I just recently got my senior pictures taken and the total is about $550, because my mom wants a big thing they give me, and she can't pay a penny. Its all me, with no money in the bank or savings. This is the season where the bills start to add up. This is the part I hate.
Don't feel bad for me, don't give pity, I don't want or need it. I'm too much of a proud person for it. I just hate when people get pissed because their parents wont buy them a new pair of jeans from American Eagle. I say this only because, I hate when people don't see the other side of things, or the spoiled. Again this is just me venting. I wish people could see the real world some times, and get pushed off that cozy couch their on.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Blogging v-card

testing testing....can you see me? I can't see you much, because I'm pretty much blind. But its okayy sunshine:) I'm pretty much listening to the best day by taylor swift, yeah its pretty cute:)
God Bless:)