Getting Over It

Ok, so I decided enough is enough. I'm not going to wait. Whatever happens happens. If he calls, he calls. If he doesn't, he doesn't. No big deal. I can't sit here and worry about it. That part is over with.

I'm glad I don't have to work tonight. I have to work the rest of the week though, Friday and Staurday nights. That's alright though. And it won't take me so long to get home. As long as I can get to the main road, I'd be ok.

I'm not going to waste my time trying anymore because I'm wasting my energy and once I meet the right guy, I'll be needing it, and that's how I'll know that he's the right guy.

It's funny that I got a call from a friend of mine today. I thought he had ditched me.
I ran into Ma two days ago. She's been down in the dumps. She told me about Tim and Hobo, they both died. And Ma said that the Ol'man got beat so bad that he died twice on the way to the hospital. He's going into some home after he gets out of the hospital. Ma said that Aunty Jo-Jo's lost her mind. She was close to Hobo. It shocked me that Digger died, then Tim, then Hobo. And the Ol'man almost kicked the buckect (twice!). They are dropping dead like flies that brings it to almost 5 now. 5 of my friends just gone like that. I didn't tell Ma everything I wanted to say and it might be the last time I see her too. They are all dying because of the environment in which they live. I had to leave it. I couldn't keep up that routine. The drama was the worst of it all. And the unpredictability of those around us at the time.

Anyway.
I thought that I'd write a little about it.
I know there will be more to write.
Just at another time.