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2006-08-10 - 10:35 p.m. I don't know how to say this but on Saturday mom came up to me while i was chilling near the pool and told me that she's been wanting to tell me something but couldn't but had to tell me then because time was running out. I didn't know what she was talking about but i knew i wouldn't like it but the way she told me told me that she was concern on how i was gonna take it so i kind of told myself to not lose my cool and made her feel bad. After she told me what she told me i wanted to ask her if she was fucking crazy but i couldn't because i could tell she was worried how i was gonna take her news. It seem like the 2 year celebration in July since moving up that we had, won't lead to a 3rd. Mom's said she was tired of not doing nothing but volenteer a few hours a week and had taken a job with Mrs. J running some agency with the state, and its in Hartford. Which means we would have to move closer to Hartford because she can't drive the 2 or so hours each way, everyday. She had already put $$$,$$$ down on a nice Penhouse condo just 5 minutes I haven't told anyone because i don't wanna have to make like i don't mine moving, because if i tell anyone their gonna know that i don't wanna leave and i don't want mom's to feel bad because she found out i didn't want to go, not that she thinks im jumping up and down about leaving. MY beautiful HOUSE and lake and pool and the woods, the girls, shit i hate leaving my house. I hate being such a mama's boy but i don't want moms to feel bad but the thought of leaving our house and moving suck the big one. I can deal with leaving friends because besides Mouse im not all that tight with anyone, not that i don't have friends but you know diaryboy im not really into that huggy huggy shit, and since Mouse has been hanging out this summer with a whole different group then i have, i'm not gonna miss his ass much either. But im gonna miss my house, the lake, the land. I don't know what else to say, except this shit sucks. Thanks a fucking lot moms. DINOBOY
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