Last Two Days

monday... did absolutly nothing. i sat in my bed listening to music and playing games  one of the worst days ever. it kinda made me sick, also the fact in not eating could be a reason too, but oh well.

yesterday i woke up and found out i was supposed to go to the movies with  beth, ummmm noooo. not gunna happen. i got my way out of it but all the other kids had to go. i stayed and helpped dad pack his stuff for mexico. when we went to the store he kept singing.

next was gabbys. we went swimming and guess who showed up... lucas. i was shocked and happy in the same moment. two best friends in one day. after swimming gabby and i watched a movie. it was super funny. then we had to go swimming again for mutual.

it was fun. as i tried to push zac into the pool wyatt came from behind and pushed me in. jesse came too late and didnt get to swim. i dont know why we had to leave so soon cuz theres no school and were not doin anything today. he was upset he didnt get to and i dont blame him. beth was mad when i showed up late to the car cuz i was pushed in, whatever.

i came home and was exhasted so i went to bed. today im gunna sit on my lazy butt and do... nothing. hahaha.

Probably not the worst

i was punishing myself. i dont know why but i was. i had nothing to eat or drink the first day besides three cookies i snuck from home. i was hungry but the sight or smell of food made me sick. i stayed in my room, looking out the window on and off. music has been my only intertainment besides the few boring games i downloaded on my phone.

my father had a talk with me that night expaining he knew i didnt want to be here but to try to make it the best. around ten thirty i ate something and it made me sick.

sunday came and got ready for church, it was alright. took a nap.

the bruise on my arm wont go away but in fact is getting bigger and darker. first it creats a yellowish linning then turns it purple and it happens again. i havent been eating lately. weird for me because i love to eat. i sleep all the time and still feel bad afterward. im starting to get worried something is wrong with me, something serious. i bruise so easily when i never used to. i get light headed and almost pass out every time i stand up.... somethings wrong

Back to Hell...

long time, no talk. sorry bout that... well today

it started as any normal day, boy was i wrong. mom got an email from dad saying hed come and get us today at five, which turned into six thirty... i was so upset. not only did i have to go but not even a day to pack. luckly i had most my stuff packed to move to the new house anyway. leah came over with her kids and emerson and i made cookies,l like always lol. he got us and i got a hey kelsey, no reply, kelsey, what, hey, hey and i rolled my eyes. i hate how he thinks everything is okay between us. well its not. daymon can me to gave me a big hug and said he mkissed me. love that kid. beth didnt even look at me and wayb rude. im tired of this crap. i get home and find out we switched rooms, great. i walk in the trash was knocked over, both beds are broken, one wasnt even a bed besides a stained mattrewss with sheet folded on the bed. the closets gone to hell and the drawers to the dresser werent cleaned for who knows how long. it smells soooo bad in here, just like cigerettes.... not a fan. the blinds are broken to the one window faceing th high way. im in hell all over again but this time its worst. before i had a bathroom and a mirror in my room now i dont and i have to share the bathroom with the boys... when i say kayla she was wearing a low cut shirt that was tied and spandex that were wayyy tooo short. and dad yelled at me for the way i dressed??? whatever. im almost in tears wanting to go home and i just got here. not good. ive decided im not unpacking just in case im told to get the hell outta the house again. why couldnt today just be a normal day??? nothing special just a normal day.... r