I know I haven't posted on here for a really long time. A lot has been happening lately that has been keeping me stressed out and busy. Things began horribly, but thank God are slowly turning around. I think maybe it all started with my college. Turned out my Financial Aid was denied because they said that my dad made too much money. Without FA, my balance wasn't going to get paid. If my balance wasn't paid, they were going to cancel the classes I have now and refuse to let me attend the ones I registered for Fall semester. Lo and behold, I find myself out of school again for being poor.
Next, it's been about 2 weeks now that I had been kicked out of my house. Friday, July 30th, I had a fight earlier in the day with my mother. She wanted to IM my cousin in CR pretending to be me. I told her not to because I wasn't talking to that girl since she decided to be a little [censored] to me. My mother got mad at me and said that I should find a way to stop being hispanic since I hate her family so much. Then she basically called me a [censored]. Later on in that day my father and my sister ganged up on me and were saying awful things to me. Then they dragged in Steve and started calling him a pervert and saying that all we talk about is porn (so not true). Needless to say, I got really mad. I kind of punched my dad in the arm and was about to pounce onto my sister, instead I threw on my shoes and ran outside the house. I kept running until I reached my friend Amanda at her job where I ended up staying until she was done. Then I stayed at her house overnight to calm down. This was the first time in my life that I ran away from home. The next morning, Saturday, I go back to my house where I face my seriously pissed off parents. They start yelling at me again and continue with the verbal abuse. My father changed the locks on the door and said I wasn't going to have a key. If I came home and everyone was out I'd have to wait outside for them to let me in. They proceeded to tell me that I could only come back home on 2 conditions. One, I had to get down on my hands and knees and grovel for forgiveness. Second, I had to obey every single thing they told me to do. I had to be their slave, I was not allowed to go out at all (not that I went out anyway, I have no friends thanks to them), and I had to follow anything that they come up with no matter how stupid. I'm 20 years old, this is bullcrap. If I didn't follow these conditions, they told me I should just leave. So I did.
Luckily my friend Amanda is awesome and so is her mom. That weekend they were going on vacation, so her mom said I could stay in the house as long as I watched their 2 dogs. I agreed and while they were away I even cleaned up. When they came back her mom was impressed and told me I could stay as long as I wanted. This totally made me happy, in return I plan on cleaning bits and pieces of the house for them. I don't think my parents planned on me having friends who would help me. I think they were planning on me failing at solo-life and come groveling back. Thankfully, my friends are totally amazing. God is good 8D
Another plus on being out on my own is that I can now see Steve more often. My parents hated him and forbade me from seeing him. Now that I am away, I can see him so much easier and relaxed. Steve has been a huge help as well, he's been helping me out however he can. He came out to see me this past Saturday, Aug 7, and we spent the whole day together catching up and enjoying each other's company. The weekend after next he plans on bringing me down to spend the weekend with him and his family.
I recently was able to get a job as well. Hopefully that will provide me with some income so that I'm not totally helpless. I get to be a food sample lady at Costcos with a hairnet and everything. Supposedly I get paid $11/hr so it's not bad. I can't go back to school yet, which means my graduation is going to be set back at least another year. Augh. I suppose I'm going to have to deal with that for now and just work as much as I can.
I need to get a move on with my art. I haven't drawn in such a long time, I feel so uninspired. I wish I had a tablet and some sort of computer painting program like Photoshop or Sai so I can at least practice my digital coloring. Ho snap, maybe I can get Steve to buy me a tablet 8D He's been wanting to get me something but I keep refusing and being difficult.
Since the whole 'kicking out' incident I've been a whole lot calmer and laid back. I'm not as stressed out and on edge as I was back home. I think I am liking living on my own.