the law is so flawed…

I was watching a movie today, “I know my first name is Steve.” Its a true story about the kidnapping of Steven Stayner, who at 7 yrs old, was kidnapped a few days before christmas, while walking home.

Kenitth Parnell kidnapped Steven, and kept him with him for years, where he abused the boy in many ways.

After many years have gone by, the family, mostly Steven’s father Del, can’t accept that Steven is gone. Finally, one evening, seven years after the kidnapping, the Police tell the Stayners that their son has mysteriously appeared at the station and told them everything that had happened. As Steven explains the past seven years of his life, his family learns that he has been living with his abducter, the morbid child molester Kenneth Parnel. (there’s more…click the link below to continue reading).
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Another Weird Dream…

Ive been having these wack dreams all week. Last night, well actually early this morning I had another weird dream. I was in London. Never been there, but I know I was there. It kept going from my backyard to being in London, yet the same plot in place.

There was this lady, I dont want to use the word witch, but something like that. I was traveling with a group of people. I know some people in the dream I knew, I just cant remember who was in it. But I know I knew them.

There was also a fire. That the witch I think started. Trying to scare a few of us into doing what she wanted. Sort of like a threat. It was my back porch, but it extended to some sort of maze I think, made of wood.

So to cut it short, My backyard, London, Witch, Fire.

The one I had the day before I was in a house with a group of people. The house was surrounded by water. And the panic was that the water was rising fast. We had to find a way out before the water filled the house.

I and 2 or 3 other people wondered into a sort of dock that had another house on it. But for some reason in the dream the person that lived there I cant remember if they beat someone else, or me, so that was the reason for the sneaking, so they wouldnt catch us, and beat us up. We had no choice but to go back to the main house that was still being flooded. A metal door holding in what it could, while the water still pounded in through cracks, and openings from the bent metal door. The water had so much pressure the door was bent some.

I cant remember how, but I know that everyone finally managed a way to get out, and onto I dont want to say boat, cause I dont think it was, but we managed to get out of the house…

In short, house, water, abuser.

Uh Oh

I got me some new jeans. Yay me. Though it was odd, my dad bought me them. Well me my sister, and my parents went to walmart. I thought we were going to get just some dog food. When we got there my dad headed to sit on a bench while he was on the phone, and my mom went to the clothes section. She then told me to get some pants. I was like hu? I asked her when did anyone say anything about getting pants. Again, she said to pick some. I kept telling her no. We arent in any position to be clothes shopping. We got bills…even though they bought my sister over $100 dollars worth of clothes at freaking Old Navy… I dont like that store. The only thing that store gots going for it, is there latest commercial has Shemar Moore in it. Heh :grin:

After about 15 minutes of arguing that I didnt need to get any pants, she then threatened to pick a pair herself… at that point I picked a pair… cause there was no way I was letting her pick clothes for me. They did have one pair that was ok, but they have a slit on the bottom of the pant leg, it be ok if it was on the side, but its in the front. Which I think is odd, but whatever.

Aside from that the Uh Oh in the title today is for wht my dad told me. He came into my room a bit ago, and said he called to Idaho, where my uncle is. They told him that my uncle left yesterday at 4pm headed here. So that means sometime tomorrow he should call, he’ll proly go to my aunts house first.

My aunt Romelia, and my Uncle thats coming, named Cruz, (he has a son named Cruz too, that henamed after him, but he was named after my grandpa Cruz). These two paticular relitives here are the heaviest drinkers in my family. For one, I have NEVER seen my uncle without a can of beer in his hand. Even when he was asleep… he was passed out with a beer in his hand. Once All 3 Cruz’s were sleeping/passed out in a row on a couch at my house once. Would have been a great picture opportunity but that was before I had a camera. That was over 6 years ago.

I cant remember the last time my uncle was here though. I dont want to say 1998, which was when my grandma died but I cant remember any other time right now.

He did say on the phone that he wasnt drinking anymore. But I dont believe that. Cant believe it until I see it. My uncle is a walking beer can. Thats how Ive always known him all my life. So until I see it… which if he’s telling the truth I might see that by tomorrow afternoon/night.

The thing about my uncle though is, it will be 5pm, and he’ll call and say he’s coming over, and he’ll ring your doorbell at 3am. If he does that, my mom might hurt him lol, cause she has to work.

He once, one time in Surprise when we lived there, he went over, let hismelf in, watched T.V. and then left… also leaving the T.V. on, and the door open. Like I said… always drinking.

We shall see… as for now Im still job hunting… its not going well…

New Layout

Not much to say right now. I have a headache… I’m starting to get them a lot again like I use to. I’m still gathering things I have to put back on my computer thanks to the idiots at Compaq/HP.

I’m also having lots of dreams again, so I might start posting about them. Lets see… this last dream I had last night I was in the ocean…. at first it was a pool, but then it was a ocean, and it started to rise, the water level. It was me, one o my sisters, and someone else, whom I dont know who it was. We had to grip the side of what looked like a wall or something, made from wood. We gripped it, and pulled ourselves out as the water began to rise even more.

Once we were safe from the water level, I had this scared feeling like someone was coming for me. And not someone nice.

I dont know what this is suppose to mean but thats the dream. Part of it at least. I should invest in a Dream Dictionary, a real good one, but those cost like $30. :undecided:

Dream…

I woke up today in a way I never had before. I couldnt breathe right, and had watery eyes. This thanks to the dream I had.

Very few people know this thing about me, this pain I carry with me everyday. How I miss my abuelo, (grandpa). But to understand how this dream affected me, you need to know a little about that.

My abuelo lived with us all my life, and died when I was in 6th grade. I had just turned 12 years old 20 day early from when he died. Its no secret I was his favorite out of his some over hundred grandkids, and 2nd grandkids. I was with him everyday, all day when I wasnt sleeping, or at school. Sometimes I even fell asleep on his bed, an dI would wake up to find him sleeping on the floor cause he didnt want to wake me. His tv was my tv, his chair was my chair, his room was my room… if he was watching tv, and I wanted to watch something, he would let me. There was this chair that turned in the room by the tv were I would sit and watch tv, while he sat on his bed writing in some book, or reading a book. They called me “chiqle.” Which is spanish for gum, cause they said I was stuck to him…. (click the read more, I didnt want to clutter this page so much)

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Clique Now Open!!

My new clique is now OPEN!!!! JOIN!!!!! Un-Girly It was inspired by another clique in which you can read about at Un-Girly.

Ok also anyone got WORKING copies of the sims games?? I can never get any to work from kazaa. I want them damn it, anyone??

This blog entry will be short, I got a headache, the kids dont stfu, and I’m about to go kick someones ass, mainly my sisters for being a stupid bitch.

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