Carly - the main character in the novel called SNOWSTORM

Carly's blog is the fictitious representation of a character's life in the year prior to the story depicted in the novel

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Tuesday, June 22, 2010

No Father's Day for Us

Sunday I was walking to work and stopped a dadt the drugstore for a minute just to cool off.  It's only about 95 degrees every day.  When I went in a friend of mine was standing in front of the cards, and I stopped to talk to her.  She was getting a last-minute Father's Day card for her dad.

I had forgotten it was Father's Day.  I think I ignored it on purpose, because I haven't seen my dad in about a year and a half.  No calls, no cards - Nothing.  We don't know where he went or anything.  My sister says he left because he was going to be arrested, but I don't know.

Well, at least I didn't have to spend money on a card.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Nobody Gets It

For the second time in a week, my mother didn't come home to take me to work.  I called a friend who came to my rescue, but it didn't get me completely out of the dog house.  I was late getting there, and my boss told me he would fire me if I was out again without any notice.  You'd think he'd be happy I got a ride and all.

It seems to me like nobody ever tries to see my side of things.  I just want to tell my mother how mean she can be.  She knows I want to make some money so I can buy some new clothes for school.  It gets old wearing my sister's old stuff, and I think I'm already taller than she is.  Maybe I can even make enough to get a cell phone. I'd have to keep working to pay the bill, but that's okay. 

My boss doesn't know a lot about me, but I did tell him I was counting on my mom to bring me to work.  He could give me a break if he wanted to.  He made a pass at me the other day.  Maybe he didn't like the way I said I wasn't interested. 

I had to walk home when I got off.  My mom still isn't here.  I don't know where she is tonight, but I know where her Jack Daniels is.  Tonight I'll let Jack keep me company.  I'll forget about my mother after I have a couple of drinks, and the bonus is my mother will be majorly pissed off when she finds the bottle empty.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Dropping Out

I got a job last week and started working a couple of days ago.  I'm scooping ice cream and, so far, it's okay.  I started thinking about the money I'll be getting at the end of next week.  I can get some new clothes, which is good because my shoes are about to come apart and my jeans are too short.  My mother wants me to help out with groceries and stuff like that. We never have enough to pay all the bills, and I don't want to have to move again.

It seems to me like there's not much reason for me to go back to school in the fall.  Even though I'm only getting a little more than minimum wage, the owner says if I stay with it, I'll get a raise in six months.  If I can keep that up, I'll make as much as my mother in a couple of years.  My mom never gets much chance for a raise, because she keeps getting laid off from jobs, but still she has a high school diploma.

The main reason to finish high school is so you can go on to college, right?  As I've been told many times, my mother won't have the money to help me with that, so I think it's a lost cause for me.  My aunt keeps telling me I can get the scholarship money, but I'd have to keep living at home and I just don't want to.  I don't think I'd be good at college anyway - it's just more years in a classroom listening to a lot of junk nobody cares about.  I'd rather be earning some money so I can get a car.

Anyway, I don't think my mother cares if I finish.  Probably nobody will even notice if I quit, but I'm going to wait to see how the job thing works out. There's still a couple of months to decide.