Friday, August 8, 2008

[From Birth: Since 1992]

Tomorrow is my birthday.
16.
its just a number, right?
Tomorrow I'll be able to work for people.
Legal age to produce labor.

But today has brought some terrible memories.
stupid things really.
my mum.

My parents divorced when i was 3.
[wow, i had no idea that i had any emotion towards that, i typed that, i just fell apart.]
so for the past 12 years me and my sister have been going back and forth to my mum's house every other weekend.
well, actually its the 1st, 3rd, and 5th weekends of the month.

anyways, so she really hasn't been there, because i live with my dad.
they suck at communicating with each other.
its why they divorced i guess.
makes sense.
well not when it comes to doing the right parenting.
my sister is slowly falling in the dark side.
shes going to be the 15 year girl who gets pregnant, is addicted to cocaine, is an alchoholic, and who's going to jail quite a few times.
finds some guy who lives in the trash.
anyways...
shes not going to be okay in her future.
because my parents refuse to communicate with each other.

communication is really the key.
its that one link that helps relationships out the most.

lets flashback to a few christmas's ago, and a few days before christmas itself.
my dad took us shopping and i came upon a game i wanted really bad, so my dad, after me begging him for an hour, got it for me.
so i get home, and my mum calls, and i tell her about my game.
and she stops, and says that she just got me that game.
[she doesn't live in town,so it costs alot to go anywhere, and she isn't exactly rich, so spending 40 bucks on a stupid game is alot to her.]
being a kid thinking little kid.
i asked her if she had the reciet.
she told me that they guy told her that she couldn't return it.
and i had already opened the game that i had.
so we couldn't return the games.
because stupid game stop only gives you like 4 dollars credit in games you return.
she paid a totall of 70 dollars on a 20 dollar game for me at christmas.
=/
i cried to sleep that night.

I bring that up, because.
tonight.
my dad and his girlfriend made me a hellokitty cake[AS A JOKE!!!]
and my mum hated the idea.
so she decided that she didn't want to come to my suprise party they were throwing me.
she picked a cake.
over her own son.
=/

talk about feeling neglected.

and this whole time i feel like its my fault.
because if i hadn't mention the stupid hello kitty bit in wal-mart the other night.
she wouldn't skip out on my birthday.

*shrugs*

i guess i'm mum-less now.

and the world just got a little darker...

Happy birthday kristen.
Thanks for being there lanie.
I'm so glad i have a dad.
and a family that cares.

now i just need to get rid of my sister......
=]

2 comments:

faf said...

Happy late late late birthday Kelley! :)

I will see you on the bus later this afternoon.
Have a nice day.
:)

Anonymous said...

My parents divorced when I was three as well! I live with both of them equally, though, and I am an only child so the maneuvering back and forth is probably easier.
I should have guess your parent were divorced, you posses that certain quality that only children of divorced parents seem to posses. Can't really explain it just...independence and compassion and other things I can't explain.

Your dad and his girlfriend have a good sense of humor! My mom does things like that a lot, she makes me feel guilty when I go back to my dad's house, saying I don't spend enough time with her, even though its not my fault. And other stuff. It's different, but I have a lot of mom issues as well. Not saying you "have a lot of mom issues" but yeah.

It's cool to read your blog, it gives me more of an insight to you are, etc.