lauraliz

Consuelos
2002-06-26 15:15:16 (UTC)

Our first page ever... aaw!!!

Well, hi there. This is Liz and Laura. Laura is writing
this now, but occasionally Liz will, too. So, I'll just
start out with what's up with me today...
My dad is being really shovey. I have to fill out at least
fifteen applications today, along with every other day,
and that's just minimum! I mean, I've been doing this all
summer, and all I want is to be a normal kid and sleep in
and have a normal summer. Is that too much to ask? Today
is June 26, 2002. A Wednesday. Doesn't he understand I'm
trying?!? What reward do I get for working my butt off and
getting a disaproving glare in response? I hate it. The
only things I look forward to is seeing Liz and chillin
with her all day, and then Matt gets off work at 2:30, so
going and seeing him until 10 at night. I want to live for
God, but it's so hard when I'm so frustrated. I'm trying.
Why can't people see that?
Oh, well. Liz is leaving today for the Indian dances.
She's a quarter Osage Indian. I'm a quarter nothing. I'm a
ghetto white girl! We laugh about that. So today we are
spending the whole day together, 'cuz she's getting back
on SUNDAY.
Well, another thing that is making me mad is that I really
want to say home for fourth of July. But, my dad might
ship me off to a church camp for a week. Not that I mind,
I love this church camp, but I've already been once, and
that was one week I was away from Liz and Matt. And, if I
do stay here that whole week, I have to stay with Liz or
someone, because I can't be in the house. My step-mom
hates me, and wants at least... "two weeks without HER in
the house. Two weeks I can spend ALONE with you and the
boys!" she says to my father. The boys are my two younger
brothers Scott, 7, and Clayton, 4. I'm never allowed
around them. SHE thinks I will defile them with all
my "evil" ways. Sounds kinda bad, huh? Well, it's really
not. Liz calls me Cinderella (where is my Prince Charming
then, huh? It's not Matt, I don't think!), but hey, at
least I don't have to see her, right?
Well, me and Liz are going over to his house (even though
he's not there, but his mommy is, and she's the coolest
ever!!!) to visit his nine month old niece and nephew, so
I'll talk to you later!
Love,
-me-




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