summer '08

I cant think of a single story to tell, or write about, so I think I'm going to just write about a different one everyday. This summer was very..interesting. At the start of the summer I got kicked out of my mom's house, so I went to live with my dad. I hadn't talked to my dad in over a year prior to me going to live with him, we have never really got along with each other. So from the start I figured it would be interesting. He got remarried and lived with his wife's two children. Me and her daughter had become good friends, we had a lot in common, including our name. I thought that was pretty hilarious. Anyways, things went good at the start of the summer, I lived with him for about a month and a half until things there got too out of hand. So around the end of July, I left. I had to play Captain Kiss-Ass with my mom, and basically beg to live with her again. It took her about another month to decide if I could of not, so I was basically homeless for that period of time. I went to stay with some friends, I switched off staying at two friends houses. It was the summer, people's parents had to work during the day, so that leaves us without any supervision. I basically lived at a party house. I had nothing better to do with my time, and had no real home, so I got into a few things that I probably shouldn't have. I had changed, I wasn't the person that I was before. I knew that everyone saw it. I mildly blame it on me being really depressed, not being able to live with either of my parents, not being wanted at one, and not being able to stand it at the other's. But I also think that my change was partially due to not knowing what to do with myself anymore. My world had turned upside down in a matter of a month or two. Everything was different. I had to deal with my personal drama and issues, while still juggling my friends, a boyfriend, and a job. I didn't know what else to do. I am so thankful that I had my friends there to help me through a lot though, I would have been on the streets if it weren't for them. But as the summer came to a close, I think my mom realized what was right, and she let me come back home. I was so thrilled and relieved. Things aren't as normal as they were before the summer, but I like to think that they are getting there. I still don't talk to my dad, haven't since I left there, but that's a whole different story.....