And how do you feel?
This is not a random entry, this happens to be actual-factual.
So I'm sitting at my computer, about 12:30 am, and my little sister bursts into my room.
"Mark's here! Mark's here!"
Mark is my dad's friend. However, this is not normal because of the fact he hasn't seen my dad in 9 years.
I was anticipating and dreading that night.
So we're all tired. Mark gets most of his stuff inside, and he looks 100% different than he did last time I saw him. But that's okay.
So I go to sleep. When I wake up, I find not one adult, but two gone. So I begin to cook breakfast for my siblings. I figure my father and his 'best friend' were taking a walk or something.
Thankfully, I was correct.
When they returned, however, I found out that they didn't sleep the previous night, but stayed up until dawn talking and catching up. That was ok with me.
At about noon, the phone rang. My dad answered it, figuring it wasn't as important as it was. It was my mother.
My mother left me 10 years ago, and the tender age of 4. My dad and Mark raised me for a year, and Mark left. He had to, because he needed work, and wasn't finding it.
So my mother called. The first thing she said to me was "So what's your answer?"
Now, I should probably explain. My moms birthday is on the first of April (haha) and I decided I wanted to wish her a happy birthday. So we got back in touch, though now I wish we didn't. exactly three weeks later, she wants to fly all the way from Ontario, just to pick us up and fly us back for a 'visit.' Which, by the way, is illegal.
My mum and dad got divorced when I was 8. I deeply regret my parent's mistake.
So, after about an hour of fighting on the phone with my mom, I hand the phone to Mark, and within 30 seconds I can tell he's trying not to laugh.
After the phone was handed to my brother he tells me she was trying to convince him to persuade my father to let me go to mums.
After hanging up with my mum, washing my face, because I was crying, I had ruined my awesome makeup. I was informed I had to get a job.
Now, don't get me wrong, I would really like a job, but there isn't much work for someone my age who goes to school.
Now, because I have my own room, I have to pay room & board.
Well, here's news. My brother and my sister have their own room's too.
School tomorrow. I just got my report card back. B honors.
It would be much appreciated if someone would actually care about my achievements.
That's what I get for trying.
So I'm sitting at my computer, about 12:30 am, and my little sister bursts into my room.
"Mark's here! Mark's here!"
Mark is my dad's friend. However, this is not normal because of the fact he hasn't seen my dad in 9 years.
I was anticipating and dreading that night.
So we're all tired. Mark gets most of his stuff inside, and he looks 100% different than he did last time I saw him. But that's okay.
So I go to sleep. When I wake up, I find not one adult, but two gone. So I begin to cook breakfast for my siblings. I figure my father and his 'best friend' were taking a walk or something.
Thankfully, I was correct.
When they returned, however, I found out that they didn't sleep the previous night, but stayed up until dawn talking and catching up. That was ok with me.
At about noon, the phone rang. My dad answered it, figuring it wasn't as important as it was. It was my mother.
My mother left me 10 years ago, and the tender age of 4. My dad and Mark raised me for a year, and Mark left. He had to, because he needed work, and wasn't finding it.
So my mother called. The first thing she said to me was "So what's your answer?"
Now, I should probably explain. My moms birthday is on the first of April (haha) and I decided I wanted to wish her a happy birthday. So we got back in touch, though now I wish we didn't. exactly three weeks later, she wants to fly all the way from Ontario, just to pick us up and fly us back for a 'visit.' Which, by the way, is illegal.
My mum and dad got divorced when I was 8. I deeply regret my parent's mistake.
So, after about an hour of fighting on the phone with my mom, I hand the phone to Mark, and within 30 seconds I can tell he's trying not to laugh.
After the phone was handed to my brother he tells me she was trying to convince him to persuade my father to let me go to mums.
After hanging up with my mum, washing my face, because I was crying, I had ruined my awesome makeup. I was informed I had to get a job.
Now, don't get me wrong, I would really like a job, but there isn't much work for someone my age who goes to school.
Now, because I have my own room, I have to pay room & board.
Well, here's news. My brother and my sister have their own room's too.
School tomorrow. I just got my report card back. B honors.
It would be much appreciated if someone would actually care about my achievements.
That's what I get for trying.
congratulatoins! you got B's! thats sweet! go you! Your doing really good, amke sure the paying for your room doesnt stop you from doing good at school, because its really hard to keep that up.
As for getting a job, itll come. I am nearly 16, and ive never had a job. Its really hard to get one, once you put your resume into places, you think that they might come across your one and think about giving you the position, but the realy fact is that there are heaps of other people that are way older than you that havie more experience than you and that know more about the work place than you do. And so the employers usually choose others.
im not sure what its like where your from, but its like that here.
if so, i relly hope that you do get a job!
Vegemite, April 23rd, 2007 at 06:28:02am
I dont exactly understand...
well done on your reports though.
i wish i had the ability to get b's
waiting_a_long_time, April 23rd, 2007 at 04:47:35am
aw.
It's so sad when people are to overwhelmed in themselves to care about others. I hope things get better for you, really. Everyone deserves to be respected. :)
adrea, April 23rd, 2007 at 04:12:20am