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I am the youngest of four children, an auntie of 13. I love my job, mostly, lets say its a challenge.

Wednesday, 10 September 2008

poem: Torn

I see him, is he the one?
I feel her presence, even when she is not there
Is he where my future lies?
With her,it is as if no one else exists
Will he father my kids?
The mere thought of her makes me smile
Can he and I build a life together?
Would life with her make sense?
He would be the easiest choice
She would be the bravest
Could I give him up?
Could I take her hand, with my head held high?

Friday, 5 September 2008

So need to move

I really hate where I live, been here for 5yrs. Cars I've had in that time have been vandalised, stolen, tires slashed, wing mirrors kicked off n smashed, wiper blades bent or stolen, aerial stolen, dents in body work n my reg plate snapped. None of this is personal, its just area i live.

I also have scary neighbour's that have domestics in the middle of the night which end with me calling the police n getting one of them carted off. Another who takes his dog for a walk around 1am but bangs the doors in the close really loudly. Last night he took his bucket out hit every fence, slammed the bucket lids open n shut, threw his rubbish into another neighbour's bin n then started to shout abuse at a neighbouring close waving his sandal in the air cause they were annoyed at the noise he was making at 2am. I was actually thinking of typing a letter to these individuals with a fake council head, so think its official pointing out this inappropriate behaviour. I so should.

I'm getting more n more depressed living here every year. I'm desperately trying to find somewhere else to live, my mother has offered to help me out financially for a few years if the place I find is a little out of my price range, so I can move away from this nightmare. Homes are few n far between at the moment, I don't see it happening anytime soon but the thought that I'm moving eventually is comforting...x