Drama

Ok so usually I do the spring musical here at school. This year I signed up and got a part but eventually dropped out for numerous reasons. I hate the fact that I did this because I love drama and its the only thing I really get into here at school. Its really hard to see people performing a play that I wish I were in, so Im not going to see the play either. It may sound like something little, but I am so bummed out that I didnt stay in play and I truly regret it. I always had this thing about making a goal to be in four musicals because it was just something that I wanted to do. Well now thats too late because I cant take back whats already done. Now I can only hope that next year will be a really fun play and that I decide to do the play next year.

Saturday

I had a really good weekend and I don't have anything else to write about so I will write about it. First off I spent all day Saturday helping my mom clean the apartment which wasn't very fun because it was a really nice day outside. After we were finished with the apartment my mother went out with a friend and so did I. Jessie Smith and i went to Wal-Mart where we eventually called our friend Beth and told her to come out to Wal-Mart with us. When Beth got there Jessie and I hid behind the comforters on the shelf and had Beth seek us. The only problem was that my feet were sticking out and they were totally noticeable. Once Beth finally found us she hit the comforter that I was behind and I screamed. Eventually it was just me and Jessie because Beth had to go home so we just did random stuff the rest of the night. I had a lot of fun and I think they did too.

Hurt

Ok so my internet wouldnt work last week and it really sucked because I couldnt blog and I really wanted to for no particular reason at all. I dont really have much to write about but I will try to write something. I know that all teenagers have problems and that there are alot of people with problems bigger than mine, but I have to get this out of my system. I have parents that are split up and ready to be divorced and they both want my time. I live with my mom and I cant imagine how much that hurts my dad, but I cant be with both of them anymore and my sister is with my dad so I chose to stay with my mom. On top of all this, my weekends are supposed to be split between the two of them with Saturday being my moms and Sunday being my dads. This wouldnt be a problem except for where is my time with my friends or my time to myself. I have told them both how much I hurt and sometimes I feel as if they dont realize when they are hurting me. I feel like I am between the two of them and they both are tugging on one of my arms and ripping me apart. Well thats all I feel like writing.