Thursday, June 7, 1990

The day I met that girl Lisa it turns out I was very wrong expecting an ugly or plain-looking girl. She was absolutely gorgeous, but I was right about that not being allowed by God. Plus, I figured before I ever saw her and heard how stable and mature she sounded over the phone that she’d never call to get together with me again. However, I really find it no great loss as I really need to be alone. I won’t say I never have thoughts or desires but I will say that I don’t want any hassles or heartaches. Also, I’m so used to the way things are.

Ma’s b-day was yesterday and when I called she sounded like a bitch. Why I don’t know, but does she always need a reason to be a bitch?

Today I spoke to Dad and when he and Mom come up from Florida in August, they’re gonna help me get out of here. I’ve decided I definitely need to move to Connecticut as I need family, this city’s getting so bad, I want to have a child, and there’s just nothing at all to do here. I’m so bored! I really want to be near my nieces and possibly make a little extra money on the side teaching music or sign language to kids or adults or whoever. Also, if I’m not sterile, I really want to have a baby while I’m young before I get really going full force musically.

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