You know how I said I wanted to move to Pocatello? Well I still do. I now know why. Yesterday I was grabbing my wallet from the house so that I could go to Taco Bell with my lab pattern while we waited for the lab to start. I notice the RV outside the house (I noticed it before I left but I just assumed he was cleaning it (they do that sometimes). He (my lab partner) asked about it and I told him that. After going to Taco Bell we went back to the school. My uncle was walking up the steps to his vehicle when we passed and I asked him about the RV. Apparently they were going to Wendover this weekend and I had no idea. I didn't want to go but still. This happens a lot. They last thing they told me about as far as an event goes was Disney on Ice and that was only because they asked me to go. If I weren't going, I am sure they would not have told me that either. Why am I mad about this? Because I live here and I am family. I feel like I should know what is going on; at least a little bit. This only adds to the feeling of me not being included at all and making me feel like a live in a one room apartment with no lock and my neighbors have the rest of the house. All I do is go to school, work, and do my homework in my room. Now that I have less hours (went from 30 hours to about 10ish in one week), I have some free time to do whatever and I don't even feel welcome anywhere else so I stay in my room. So here I am alone the whole weekend. I have nothing to do but play games. That is what I did for almost 12 hours straight yesterday. (5 PM to about 3 AM ish...) Don't get my wrong, I enjoy it. I would rather be spending it with other people (I have decided I am a very social person for some weird reason even though new people make me feel awkward...) or doing something else new though. I can't really go out and do anything either because now that my hours were cut, I have to save even more for the move to Pocatello so I don't end up going broke as soon as I get up there.
If I don't end up going to Pocatello, I am pretty sure I am going to move out of this place... That is what it is getting to.
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