The 9th Sage
05-13-2004, 07:48 PM
*cut cut snip snip copy and paste from Xanga again**This is from my Xanga site, I typed it up last night. I really don't know why my life is so much like an evil soap opera*
Now I don't know what the hell is going to happen in my life.
An Explanation is required.
First of all, Julie got kicked out by her roommates. We both
really DON'T know why. They gave her a letter saying that
she had to get out because she was controlling their life.
How? We really can't say, because they didn't fucking tell
her! If anything, they were controlling her life because
they made it so damn hard for her to get into the fucking
apartment. Yeah, you could have taken two seconds to let us
in before you went to the movies you assholes. Next time,
don't pretend that you're my friend. Thanks for contributing
to my declining faith in humanity.
And so, we don't know where she's gonna stay. She and I are
trying everything we can think of. Her grandma Grace (she's
such a nice lady) is letting her stay there for a few days, but
after that we don't know...I fear for her and our child. I
don't know what we're going to do.
Second of all, I finally told my mom she was pregnant. I didn't
yet because I was afraid of her freaking out and doing something
stupid.
Which naturally, because she's my wonderful and loving mother,
she did.
So, I got reamed a new one and my mother is ashamed of me (really,
I'm not being dramatic...she as much as said so) and according to
her, "You're not to tell anyone." about this (Julie being pregnant).
My dad and her said some kind of hateful things to me in the moment,
like when I said in desperation " But I am your SON!" trying to get dad to
talk to me when he was leaving into his bedroom, he said something like
'yeah, unfortunatly.' At least he talked to me some later, but why do I
deserve this? For the love of god, why? Oh yeah, and my mom keeps
pretty much calling Julie a slut, and asking me if it's my child, and
telling me that I need to get a paternity test...AAAAAAAAAH! Just shut
the fuck up god damn you! You idiot! God, why can't you just take my
word for it? I KNOW it's my kid for a fact! Good fucking lord!
The next day (on the night of which I'm typing this), after work Julie
called (she said she was going to have a nice talk with my mom). I pleaded
with her the day before to please stay calm and not say anything too bad
to her because it'd make things worse. Well guess what?
She told my mom she was being a bitch, and although that's a true statement,
mom has now forbidden me from talking to her (thank you, you fucking bitch) and
actually is sleeping with the phone tonight so I can't talk to ANYone, let alone
Julie.
Let us recap...
My honey is pregnant, with our child, and is more or less homeless because of her
damned roommates, may they rot in the depths of hell.
My mom hates me.
I can't talk to my honey who is pregnant and practically homeless because my mom
hates me and is a bitch.
Why do I deserve this? All I want is a good life with my girlfriend and a loving
family. Why aren't I allowed this? What have I DONE?! I really do think that
somehow there's some god that hates me out there. I try to be a nice person to
everyone that I meet, yet I'm taken advantage of and smashed by the gnarled hands
of fate. I guess it's certain that Karma doesn't exist.
Oh, and I feel the last of my faith in humanity that I've tried so hard to keep with me
has been utterly destroyed today. I feel empty inside. I wonder if this is
why I feel so numb right now?
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Now I don't know what the hell is going to happen in my life.
An Explanation is required.
First of all, Julie got kicked out by her roommates. We both
really DON'T know why. They gave her a letter saying that
she had to get out because she was controlling their life.
How? We really can't say, because they didn't fucking tell
her! If anything, they were controlling her life because
they made it so damn hard for her to get into the fucking
apartment. Yeah, you could have taken two seconds to let us
in before you went to the movies you assholes. Next time,
don't pretend that you're my friend. Thanks for contributing
to my declining faith in humanity.
And so, we don't know where she's gonna stay. She and I are
trying everything we can think of. Her grandma Grace (she's
such a nice lady) is letting her stay there for a few days, but
after that we don't know...I fear for her and our child. I
don't know what we're going to do.
Second of all, I finally told my mom she was pregnant. I didn't
yet because I was afraid of her freaking out and doing something
stupid.
Which naturally, because she's my wonderful and loving mother,
she did.
So, I got reamed a new one and my mother is ashamed of me (really,
I'm not being dramatic...she as much as said so) and according to
her, "You're not to tell anyone." about this (Julie being pregnant).
My dad and her said some kind of hateful things to me in the moment,
like when I said in desperation " But I am your SON!" trying to get dad to
talk to me when he was leaving into his bedroom, he said something like
'yeah, unfortunatly.' At least he talked to me some later, but why do I
deserve this? For the love of god, why? Oh yeah, and my mom keeps
pretty much calling Julie a slut, and asking me if it's my child, and
telling me that I need to get a paternity test...AAAAAAAAAH! Just shut
the fuck up god damn you! You idiot! God, why can't you just take my
word for it? I KNOW it's my kid for a fact! Good fucking lord!
The next day (on the night of which I'm typing this), after work Julie
called (she said she was going to have a nice talk with my mom). I pleaded
with her the day before to please stay calm and not say anything too bad
to her because it'd make things worse. Well guess what?
She told my mom she was being a bitch, and although that's a true statement,
mom has now forbidden me from talking to her (thank you, you fucking bitch) and
actually is sleeping with the phone tonight so I can't talk to ANYone, let alone
Julie.
Let us recap...
My honey is pregnant, with our child, and is more or less homeless because of her
damned roommates, may they rot in the depths of hell.
My mom hates me.
I can't talk to my honey who is pregnant and practically homeless because my mom
hates me and is a bitch.
Why do I deserve this? All I want is a good life with my girlfriend and a loving
family. Why aren't I allowed this? What have I DONE?! I really do think that
somehow there's some god that hates me out there. I try to be a nice person to
everyone that I meet, yet I'm taken advantage of and smashed by the gnarled hands
of fate. I guess it's certain that Karma doesn't exist.
Oh, and I feel the last of my faith in humanity that I've tried so hard to keep with me
has been utterly destroyed today. I feel empty inside. I wonder if this is
why I feel so numb right now?
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