sexonatable's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Death *such a horrid term* Death is all around me and I don't know weather to run away or let it consume me -The Some day famous writer Sammi- Okay so I made another brilliant quote. Why don't I just write a autobiography on my life with stories and quotes that I have made through the years. Maybe cause I find it hard to write about myself in a way that would sound intelligent enough to get published in the real world. But.. I do think that others could write a biography about me with stories of my wild adventures then take up the last couple of pages with my quotes and such. I'm sorry that was an attempt to make myself feel better. It was not succesful because now me and my mom are arguing and it's just getting worse. A lot of things are happening around here as I wrote in my quote I am surrounded by death and I don't know where to let it take me. First of all this morning I found a dead turtle. My turtle that my dad caught for me in his creek the smallest of three was dead lying there. I freaked out and wrapped him in some paper towels and took him in the woods and gave him the proper burial. Then I came back in and compulsive and obbsessivly cleaned the turtle tank and took the rock he died on and the gravel out I am going to throw it away. Then I fell asleep until it was time to go to work. Work sucked I went in and found out I had to take a break on a 4 and a half hour shift which was stupid. So I took my break and called my baby. He talked to me and then told me that Pop's died. I was a little shocked and kind of upset. I mean I have no right to be crying because I haven't cried over my Grandma. But we all know what a hard ass I am and how I try and maintain myself in harsh times. So after the break I called my baby a lil closer to closing and we talked for a long time. I told him that I was upset and that I wanted him to hug me. He tried to make me laugh and talked to me like he always does. Theres that special something about him again ;). So work got over I dropped 3 things screwed up some had a lot of extra mess to clean and came here. My mom is now bitching and asking me if I am moving out and I answered her with the correct response and she is blaming my vault of information on Keith as she always does. She doesn't think I talk to any other man but him I guess. He's the only man in Midland I guess. So we are arguing I want the job at the casino so I can get the fuck out of here no more fighting only with myself which is always going to happen and I can finally for once in my life live in peace... 10:02 p.m. - 2005-06-21 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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