At this point I'm having trouble keeping track of the days that I write and the days that I don't. Unfortunately today I've had peanut butter and honey toast for breakfast, peanut butter bars for lunch, and a peanut butter and honey sandwich for dinner. I don't know what is happening to me but I must be on a peanut butter and honey craze something. I am so thrilled to be going to San Francisco and I've started the hunt for apartments. there's one for 750 in the middle of the city but it sounds too good to be true so I'm worried I'm being scammed. My moms helping me out to make sure everything is okay. My dad is starting to be a dick again as usual. I don't know what's his problem is but if he keeps acting like this you can't really expect me to keep in touch after I'm not living in his house anymore. Even my mom is acting better than my dad is right now and that's really saying something. And my step moms being rude too. I just feel like I'm not being taken seriously in my own home... well it doesn't even really feel like my home anymore just feels like a place that I'm obligated to come to every day and sleep but San Francisco will be my home soon and that's going to be amazing.
I'm going to iron man tonight with friends. Some are close and some are just acquaintances, but one of them is kind of a new crush. He plays drums and is really polite. The only problem is that Im moving in about four months and nothing is going to stop me. Not god himself... No offense.
Anyone who reads this blog should be excited for me to move too, because I'll have a lot more to talk about! Wish me luck on my apartment search!
P.S. I weight 120... Still. I'm so terrible.
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