Thursday, August 20, 2009

Torn Between Two Train Tracks

On one hand, u have my grammas house. Kinda roomy, very nice looking, with my favorite aunties, cousin, and a smidget of freedom. On the other hand, my current living place, crowded, messy, people like to put me down when im there, and i get really good food. I know what yer thinking, 'duh, yer GRANDMA'S'. But it's not that simple. Sure i'll be in a nice place, but i get made fun of here, and my gramma kinda, sorta DRIVES ME NUTS.  In my current place, i get into trouble, am put down, and deal with stuff i shouldn't. My school is near there. My grammas is on the other side of town. So, what am i gonna do? I feel guilty by not staying at my gramma's cause they really want me here. And so do my parents, even if they won't admit it. Who knows. I'd hav to get a feel of things before i make my choice. But i am super cereal (my phrase, don't steal it!) tired of the guilt trips.  I'm starting middle school in less than 3 weeks. I really don't ned this draggin me down...i'll get back to u on this....: (

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