I’m sorry I haven’t written in here. There’s nothing to write about. That and I’ve been busy helping my little friend Natalie with Sonic Heroes. You have heard of Sonic Heroes, haven’t you? I know Andy has! He already completed the game. How do I know? I watched him fight the Metal Sonic. Me and Natalie aren’t far from completing the game, we only have to get four more Chaos Emeralds. But we’ve been slacking off, and experimenting with a few codes I’ve found off of the internet. Completing the video game has become our obsession. The one problem with the stages where we have to get the Emeralds is the fact the there are mines you have to avoid hitting. Being that in those stages you’re moving extra fast and the controls seem to be more sensitive in the stages makes it just a little bit harder than usual. But it’s fun.
Anyway, do you wonder why people make laws that are always broken? Us teens break the law sometimes. I’m talking about drugs and alcohol. See, there is the question of legalizing marijuana, but that won’t make much of a difference. Half the people I know have smoked pot once, including me I admit (hey! I’m experimenting here… I’m not perfect, but I’m definitly not stupid enough to get addicted!). The other half smokes it all the time. Almost all of my friends get drunk sometimes, especially on New Years Eve. I’m going to have to try that too. Nobody ever gets caught though. It’s funny, how even though it’s illegal for us to smoke pot and drink, we do it anyway. To be honest I really don’t see the point of those particular laws; it doesn’t stop us from going ahead and doing it anyway.
One more thing; I’ll probably write once more after the ball drops in this blogs to let you know how the party was over here.
Anyway, have a Happy New Years Eve!
Today I spent the late morning/early afternoon giving away the most adorable kittens. I got attached to one of them so bad I almost cried when someone adopted her. Then I spent the rest of the afternoon playing a video game with my friends. I got home, and I got called over to Kathy’s for something. She didn’t tell me why, but I knew exactly what was going to happen before I even found out about it. Wierd, isn’t it? I think I know why I have that happen to me though…
Anyway, she gave the whole gang some presents, and we had a great game of telephone, with some wacky phrases, like ‘I have a big ass wedgie,’ and ‘I love big boobs,’ (Brian R.). I ended up coming home, and now I’m piddling and reflecting about what the past year has given me.
It’s funny how you’ve been dreading something for the longest time, and you’re expecting it, but it comes and it catches you totally off guard, even though the signs are all there. It’s happened to me a couple of times. It’s also funny how fast time seems to go. It seems like it was only yesterday when I started going back to public school.
And I look into the future, and I wonder if I’ll have what it take to survive out there, if I have what it takes to do what I want to do, and not something I’ve always hated. But then again, I don’t even know what I want to do, and my time is starting to run low. Sometimes, I wonder how I’m going to die; will it be painful, will I know when it’s coming? The thought of it scares me.
Another thing I reflect on is the past, and me; My flaws, my gifts, my decisions, my mistakes, my accomplishments, events. There are events that have occured that will stay will me forever. The heart-wrenching memories that leave my heart screaming: Why?. The cherishable memories that warm my spirit when there is seemlingly no hope.
There are plenty of mistakes that I’ve made, and plenty of times I’ve learned from it. There are decisions I’ve made in the past, that, when I look back at them, I wonder why didn’t I do it this way instead of that way? Sometimes I look into the past and I realize things that I didn’t notice were there, and I realize how big of a fool I’ve been.
But life’s like that I suppose. It’s too late to change somehthing once you’ve done it. And the only thing you can do it wait, and hope for the best, of brace yourself for the worst.
And then again; I still have the rest of my life to make things right for myself.
Christmas this year was different than usual. First, my parent spoiled my plans of sneaking a peek at the presents. Second, we couldn’t have our traditional Christmas sticky buns for breakfast. Third, we didn’t get a white Christmas. But Texas got 15in of snow.
Ironic, isn’t it?
Anyway, and our downstairs toliet, and the washing machine backed up.
Sounds like an exciting way to start Christmas? My mom, my dad and Derek spent the wee hours of morning cleaning up the bathroom and the mudroom because there was poopy water all over! Apparently, Ricky used too much toilet paper for wiping, and it backed up alot of the system. Luckily for us a plumber saved our beloved toilet from utter destruction. It was ‘a little’ smelly, but it’s okay now. Mom and Dad are now tag teaming naptime, they didn’t get any sleep last night being they had the nasty chore (:D) of cleaning it all up.
evil chuckling As long as I didn’t have to clean up the mess, I’m good.
Merry Christmas.
Everyone’s calmed down, but it’s extremely quiet without the boys here to argue with. The temperature has dropped significantly, and we just might get a white Christmas.
No guarentees.
Anyway, Me and Kathy have made some plans. She has to go to court on the 28th of this month, I dunno why. But I am going with her, so I can clarify some things. I do know though, that we are going to get Bradly and Brent back, whether Otsego County likes it or not.
There are a number of reason why the two got taken, and I can get rid of one of them. That really is, the boys don’t get supervised they way they’re supposed to, by older people. Okay, for one thing, when Kathy goes out someplace, the boys are usually with her. Two if Kathy goes out, I’m there, ‘watching’ the two, being I’m a certified babysitter, and I am a full year older than Brent. Three, when Kathy goes out, me and the boys are in constant contact with her with walkie talkies. Four, even if the boys can’t get in touch with thier mom or me, they have my entire neighborhood who can keep an eye on them.
Tell me: Is that enough supervison for a 14-yr-old and a 12-yr-old?
On top of all that, the boys are actually old enough to take care of themselves. Would’ve thunk it?
Oh yeah, Andy… the song you found… I don’t think it was the right one… I’ll explain if you email me…
Have a Merry Christmas Eve.
Well, it’s the first day of Christmas vacation. And it’s 60 degrees out… well, was. Now it’s probably around 30. but it’s still raining. Kimmie is still sick though, life seems to be against her…
Today, I’ve been out and about. I spent the night at a friends last night, got home at one in the afternoon, and went over to Kathy’s house. Kathy is my ‘second mommy,’ and even though she’s older than all of us, she acts like ‘one of us…’ a teenager. She is very special to me and Laura and a few others, and I know we’re very special to her. A while ago she had told me and Laura once, ‘I’ve always wanted a daughter, but I never got one, and I can’t have kids. You two are like the daughters I never had.’ We would comfort her and cheer her up when she was majorly depressed, and we’d help keep Brent and Bradly in line when she couldn’t take it anymore. When she had to go out, me and Laura would ‘babysit’ them. She would cheer us up and give us advice for stuff in return, and when ‘Aunt Rosy came for her first visit with me(not too long ago.. you can figure out what I’m talking about),’ she would support me and give me advice on what to do, and how to deal. She had told her boyfriend at around 3 this afternoon, ‘I bought a present for all the kids that come down here (Me, Laura, Leeanna, Brian), I owe it to them, cause if it weren’t for them visiting me, I’d have killed myself by now.’
What she said was serious.
However, right now I am sitting here, depressed, my eyes have been bloodshot for about five hours. You see, Kathy had two teen sons, Brent and Bradly. Brent and me… we would wrestlye and stuff, but Bradly was the one I talked to. Even though he’s two years younger than me I looked up to him, and I’m sure he looked up to me. We’re like brother and sister, my nickname for him is ‘Pesky Kid Brother’ too. We like to kid around too, just as it we were related.
The thing is, the Otsego County Social Services have been on Kathy’s case, for a reason I can’t say. A year ago they took Kathy four kids (Brent, Bradly, Jacob, and Christopher) away to foster care. Last summer in June, Kathy got her kids back, and moved in across the street with Brent and Bradly, and that’s how I met them. Laura happens to be Bradly girlfriend for 10 months now, so she introduced me to the family.
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This is an unofficial emergency! I’ve been trying to find a song online to download. It’s called Heart of a Champion by Nelly, and every site I’ve been to that does have it, charges money that I don’t have to spend! So, the reason why I’m asking for asisstance (which i rarely do) is because I would like to know if anyone around might happen to have the song, or a link to a free download, non membership site… If you do, simply click on the email link, and you can mail it to me. Or, you can leave a link for me in the comment.
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