There's a lot of things I miss doing - and well, one of them is definitely blogging.
My mind seems to have disappeared for a while and I guess when there's nobody who you want to speak to about your issues, all these troubles inside your head go into a phase of bursts.
I am now 21 years old - turning 22 in August this year. Time flies really quickly.
I am dating a guy named Andy and I never blog about him very often at all.
So my father passed away in March 2012 and I cant remember if I blogged about him either.
I am working at Metropole Hotel Apartments in Fitzroy
I am in a complicated situation that's sure soon to be exposed.
I live with my sister and her current bf, Kelvin in Deer Park. We moved here since June 2013 because well you see, I couldn;t handle my arguments with my mother.
I am still alienated from my social world, than ever before.
Andy and I often hang with Lindah and Justin and Minniie and Alex. These are my closest friends plus Christina.
.. soo many things can happen during a period of time.
Well there you go. an update on my life.
Well today I went to have dinner at my mums house and I really reflected and sympathised with her. Although I got annoyed and snapped at her when she said she was shittalking about being bored, lonely and nobody wants to hang with her cos they are scared she will steal their husband - I really feel for her.
I wish I could re0unite her with perhaps her sisters .. earn abit more money to do that... fix up that stupid back door to the back kitchen of the house that costs so much $$$$ ..and find her a new husband... then again, that would be too complicated because she's not the brightest kid... The way she talks and goes on about how miserable and the things she talks about would probably annoy/scare away her date.
Maybe I will just earn more money + send her to VN for a little bit.. I will try every year.. I don't have to go but she sure can.
Geez - only my dad could ever put up with her. Miss that guy... :/
Sunday, April 13, 2014
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