As of right now, I'm in Corning, New York. It's really hot in this hotel room and I'm sneaking on my dad's laptop because I'm not really supposed to be on it. I was talking on the phone with Kara before, and she was at Blake's. I'd kill to be there right now. I hate it here, I really do. I'm having a horrible time with my family and I miss people a lot. My mom hasn't stopped bitching since we left home and my little sisters are only happy when they're playing Nintendo or watching TV. I can't say I'm much better though because all I've been thinking about is getting home or talking on the phone.
I thought that coming here was what I wanted, but I was wrong. I need to be home trying to fix things with people and being happy. I'm not happy here. It's only a family trip, yeah, and we're getting back on Sunday, but I really can't take it anymore. I've completely broken down crying 3 times in the past 2 days, and that's pathetic. I just want to be home so bad. I want to be around people I actually get along with.
It's a lot more then just getting space from my family though, I feel like I'm moving farther and farther away from people the longer I stay up here. Like people are forgetting about me. I don't want that to happen anymore, because that was going on before I even left. The day of Melanie's party though, I was having a really good time with people I really liked, so I thought things were getting better. When I got up here, no one called me and I haven't really kept in contact with anyone but Kara.
I just want to go home and get away from my stupid family. Don't get me wrong, it could be a lot worse. I'm a teenager though, and theres only so much I can take. I miss my girlfriend more then I thought I would, and it's killing me.
Whatever. Only a couple more days, I guess.
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