Oct. 21st, 2004

jenioctavia: (Fuck)
Okay sooooo...
things aren't working out at Dad's. I tried, I really did. He refuses to see that, wanting to do nothing more then nitpik at every little fucking mistake I've made in the past and now. We got in to a fight last night about me being late, of all the fucking things for him to blow up over. Its not my fault. I hate the fucking bus system so much right now for making it seem like it was.

But luckily Beth is back in town with Forest, and they have room for me to come and stay with them. Thank fucking Goddess, I actually had that to fall back on.

Ugh. I'm so sick of things going wrong. I'll be glad when I get my shipoff date for Job Corps. I need to get away for a while, try to make things right without having everything fall down on my head repeatedly in the process.

I'll update with addresses and phone numbers tomorrow.

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