Saturday, June 26, 2010

Three; Hey, guess what?



I wish I could go to my library, with lots of sticky notes that say things similar to this. I would put them in books for people with eating disorders, in the 'Over Coming' stage, or something. My goal is to help 250 people feel better about themselves or feel cared for before I die.

Two; The cool breeze reminds me I'm alive.




Last day of school, we walked up to Idlewild, a park about 5km from my school. Beautiful place, lovely way to spend my last day with the people I've known since Kindergarten.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

One; Venting.



Mother, I hope in the future you see who is and isn't good for you. I swear if you get another abusive bastard I'll be the one to pick out who you date from then on out.

Paul, don't bother coming back to Canada. No one wants you here. Well, maybe your fuck buddy. That's it. Hope you're looking forward to divorce and restraining order papers!

Wayne, Bud. You're awesome; kind of. But, learn to control the drinking. And learn not everyone is like you and your kids. I like being at home, and i get stressed to shit over the things you enjoy. Let me breathe my own air and do as I please. Thank you.

Breanna, SHUT UP IN THE MORNING YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY DAMN PERSON IN THIS HOUSE. I hope your friends realize that I know who their older cousin is. If they turn out like him, I swear you will NOT being seeing them. Even if they live a block up.

Corban, I'm your sister. Don't let your friends talk shit about me, and blow it off. It's just not cool.

Dad, I guess this isn't going to be much of a vent. But holy hell I MISS YOU. It's been like what, nearly six years? It only just sunk in that you won't be back. I can't remember your voice, your smell, your smile, the feeling of your hugs. Do you know how heart wrenching that is? Do you know how much it kills me to hear people talk about their parents, and take them for granted? Dad, people these days don't realize that their parents do what they do because they care and think it's what's best. Veronica, for example, her mother is seriously sick. She can't walk, she's on nearly as many medications as you were. And Veronica bitches about having to make her mom's bed and stuff. For Fucking Sake girl, YOUR MOM CAN'T DO THAT STUFF. I mean, I get where she's coming from.. Kind of.. I saw you paralyzed.. I saw you being treated like a child. but seriously.

I will never forget the last time I saw you. Seeing Guy cry, seeing you with all those tubes, seeing the nurse having to come in and suction out your mouth because you couldn't swallow. Never mind mom telling you that you're scaring us kids and that we're going to go and you screaming "OH GOD PLEASE NO!" When we got home that night I couldn't cry unlike last time you were in the hospital, I just walked around the house, in shock. I ended up nearly collapsing against the cupboards, in absolute horror as to what you were going through.

You will be pleased to know Auntie Faye and Uncle Dean did a lovely job at your funeral. Sadly, no one trusted Uncle David enough to send him money so he could come see you. You probably already knew that, though.
Kelly cried, I never before saw him cry. He cried more than I did. I never cried, until I looked at your picture. The one of you and Snoopy. God, I miss you. I wish you weren't such an idiot.


Austin, to be honest. I can't tell if I still love you or not. But, my dear, good fucking luck getting in a relationship that lasts longer than ours. Your significant other Will ALWAYS piss you off. Sorry, it's not perfect.

Tyler, Grah. You're awesome. but seriously. STOP DRINKING. STOP SMOKING. GET AN EDUCATION. and talk to me, please.

Me, stop being so self conscious.
Learn to live a little.
Stop worrying.
Trust people.