Hello again Neocities! I know, I know, I haven’t seen you since last year! Sorry that updates have been pretty slow, but I don’t have anything to update my site besides my phone. :-(
I got a boyfriend on December 24th, so I’ve been spending a whole lot of time with him. And, I’ve been busy with school, so it’s hard to get myself to update this site. But I’ll still be updating it at the very least monthly!
I guess I should write about my life instead of apologizing for the entire run of this blog, huh? Well, I got my SAT scores back… 82nd percentile. I’m proud of myself. My dad is proud of me, too. It’s nice seeing him happy.
I started watching Dexter. It’s a good show, I think. I’m only on episode three, I plan to watch more.
My mom’s court case was on the sixth. I haven’t gotten the chance to talk to her yet, I can only hope for good. I really miss her, yaknow? She’s been so absent but I can’t help but chase the idea of seeing her again. I want to experience daughterhood. I want my mom back. We’ve talked over the phone for a while, and she seems to really understand me. I mean, it makes sense she would. She’s my mom, after all. Turns out she had her very own geocities site back in her day and she wrote dumb comics like me and she did everything I did. Even that dumb tattoo thing. It’s both comforting and scary to know that. She ended up in jail, sure, but she’s still my mother.
I found a really old Micro SD with her stuff on it. Lots of photos, and two books. 50 Shades of Grey, and a cookbook. The photos were just day-to-day stuff, like me, my sister, my mom’s boyfriend at the time, weed, magazines, and screenshots from her phone.
I was planning on keeping it intact like the USB she had with similar stuff, but with all the corrupted and duplicate files, I decided to keep it in my phone and simply tidy up the photos, put the good ones in a megafile, and delete the bad ones. I have a lot more space on my phone now!
I got a haircut. I thought it looked nice, but I got bullied a lot and it hurt my feelings.
One of my (now ex) friends was being a nazi. He isn’t even my friend, he’s my friend’s friend. His name is Jae. When I get home, I’m sending him 42.zip.
Hopefully I’ll get around to writing these more often. I can see why I liked it so much.
Back again, Michael.