04-6-2009 - The End of My Life as I know It

My mood while writing this blog: depressed

This morning I had a bad dream. My boyfriends parents wanted to pick us up and i said no, because I hadn't told them I was pregnant and I feel kinda ashamed because of the way I was raised. They found out anyways and insisted they pick me up so I went with them and then I got into an arguement with them because I didnt tell them I was pregnant sooner. I told them that I wasnt proud of my predicament, and hadn't planned on becoming baby momma #2 (my boyfriend has a 6 yr old boy). I woke up and the bad mood stuck with me. I told my boyfriend about the dream and he got all mad and told me that if I really wanted the problem gone that bad that I should get an abortion. I got mad and asked him what his problem was. He said that he was currently wondering if I was the right person to have a baby with. I told him he wasnt thinking that when he was getting me pregnant and stomped off. Of course he started calling me back and I told him that I didnt need him, and he didnt want me so I would leave, and not to worry about being put on child support becasue we both know hes not gonna pay it. He went off wth his friends and I went to school to be pissed off by myself and get into it first thing in the morning with my teacher. THe old broad is getting on my last damn nerve. Shes all "Oh Lio your not dressed professionally, we have a presentation to do and your in jeans!" Bitch, I'm pregnant, BACK OFF!

The presentation in question I built, motivated, and checked because she can't do her job straight to save her life.

Told me that I was gonna have to stand behind that table when I presented the class presentation and I told her no. Either I do it or I don't because thats plain old bullcrap. I cant believe I wasted my f-ing time doing all this shit for her and shes gonna come off at me like that.

Grrrrr....