fuct^perfection (alessergrey) wrote,

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why do parents pick the worst times to move?

So, the plan to buy the house in Ft Pierce didn't go over too well. It was in the middle of the ghetto and while we were looking at it, a robbery happened at the bank down the street. So my mom said screw that. So now, we are moving to INDIANA!!!! Yes, back home. This is what I've wanted ever since we came down here...until I came to Martin County. Here, I found a place where I actually felt I belonged. I have friends who care about me and don't care that I'm not perfect. The accept my flaws and care even more. I realize now, that I know no one up there anymore. No one. Sure all of my cousins and aunts and uncles and stuff live up there, but I hardly know them anymore. It's like we're strangers. I was talking to Billy about it all, crying my eyes out, and he told me that sometimes change isn't always a bad thing. But I don't know if this is a good change or a bad change. I mean, I kinda want to go back still, but I don't wanna leave all my wonderful friends behind. It's a bad feeling not to know what you really want. And another bad thing about moving up there that I'm almost halfway through my senior year of high school. I don't know if I'm going to lose credits or what. It sucks really really sucks. I don't know what to do about it anymore. I mean, the choice basically came down to me. My dad wanted to waited until June so I could graduate, my mom wants to go as soon as possible. They got to fighting about it so I told them it wasn't worth it, I'd go. So now I'm stuck. I have to go. I have no where to stay here. I've cried alot about it already and I know it's going to get worse. Ehh.

But yea. Enough complaining. I'm turning 18 in two weeks. How awesome is that? My dad is going to pay for me to get my lip pierced. I'm getting it out to the side. Which is awesome. I like it when my dad decides not to be such a tight wad. lol. It's great. And I decided not to get the two stars are my wrist. I'm gonna get them on my ankle. And on my wrist, my cousin is gonna do MANDY in elvish. Pretty nifty. But yea. I guess I shall go now. Later.

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