This is the one post I've been trying to avoid. Because I'm to emotional for all this shit. The best words are from juno.
Leah: Yo yo yoiggady yo.
Juno: I'm pregnant.
Leah: What? Honest to blog?
Juno: Yeah. It's Bleeker's.
Leah: It's probably just a food baby. Did you have a big lunch?
Juno: This is not a food baby all right? I've taken like three pregnancy tests, and I'm forshizz up the spout.
Leah: How did you even generate enough pee for three pregnancy tests?
Except I'm not Juno. You see she was pregnant and semi happy, And she was in love. I'm prego and in love but a completly fucked up way. And to make things better my babies daddy is well not really keen about us being anything more then friends. I mena I don't blame him I'm gonna be fat soon. And thats gonna kill me. And then I had to tell my best friend it wasn't his cause we fucked and did wrap. And if my life could get any shittier right now it probably would. Cause thats my life.
So my mom called today and halfway through our call I told her I was pregnant. Well lets just say she's coming friday to pull me from Niauh and I have no clue if I should go or stay. Other then the fact I've drank done drugs and gotten knocked up since I've been here I dont see how much has changed then from at home, I mean I'm have some great friends here but my mother is going to kill me.
I wish I was Juno. I wish I had a Pauly Bleeker in my life. I wish I wasn't so scared. I wish I could just eat a pound of ice cream. And I wish I could be happy.
It's not that hard?