So i have officially one week to pack my whole life up into cardboard boxes. It seems weird that i am finally here ready to move. okay well not really ready...i'm scared and i don't want to leave my comfort zone, but i know i need to move. i need to fallow my dreams, and i need to get out of this house.
its really not a horrible home here. i love my mom and my sister. its just that my step-father makes life a little unbearable at times. really i just feel like i am an inconvenience in his life. not only has he told me i'm not his daughter, but if i ever ask anything of him that might interfere with his plans for snowmobiling . its like i'm either talking to a brick wall, or i just get more crap than a city dump can hold. he even knows how to pull off "the look".
anyways enough ranting. i just wish that the whole film industry would just move up here to kelowna so i could just stay put, and not have to worry about moving, rent, a job, food. BAH! i'm just a little stressed.
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