I was completely happy ( and still is ) when I moved in with my brother. Me and my sister ( who I was livin' with) had got into a fight and I was feelin' terrible. 'Cause first of all she's my big sister and even though we've never gotten along, she still didn't have no right to put her hands on me. So..... I blessed her **** back :!: :lol: Now I stay with my brother and he's been so.... nice and understandin' about the whole situation, cause he know how her crazy **** can get. I've been through alot in the past...... 17yrs and I know its alot more to come, but it's still good to be comforatable in a place you can call home, and not have to worry/anticipate on future arguments or disagreements.
Sorry I told my whole life story, but I wanna know if somebody out there is livin' comfortabliy 8) :lol:
my happiest times were spent in los angeles when i was still living at home. playing football and double dutch at night in the middle of the street with my 8 younger siblings. racing with the neighborhood kids down the street with only the streetlights to lead the way. Riding bikes with my best friend and eating popsicles on the curb with my sisters and brothers, juice drippin down our elbows. playing hide and go seek and "house" in the backyard, and pushing each other down the street in shopping carts. tricking the nerdy boy across the street into giving me his allowance so that i could go to the liquor store and buy limon heads and boston baked beans... digging holes in the front yard with my brothers to find worms to scare my sisters with... climbing the tree in our front yard and chillin on the roof with my best friend, looking out for any cute guys *sigh... i miss bein a kid!
my happiest times were spent in los angeles when i was still living at home. playing football and double dutch at night in the middle of the street with my 8 younger siblings. racing with the neighborhood kids down the street with only the streetlights to lead the way. Riding bikes with my best friend and eating popsicles on the curb with my sisters and brothers, juice drippin down our elbows. playing hide and go seek and "house" in the backyard, and pushing each other down the street in shopping carts. tricking the nerdy boy across the street into giving me his allowance so that i could go to the liquor store and buy limon heads and boston baked beans... digging holes in the front yard with my brothers to find worms to scare my sisters with... climbing the tree in our front yard and chillin on the roof with my best friend, looking out for any cute guys *sigh... i miss bein a kid!
I just read your response ( I know its kinda late but uh ..) ........and I can totally relate to ya :!: My childhood was the happiest when I was livin in the projects.
When ever I'm with my family...them loons make all of my problems go away.We joke each other and just laugh about our issues and problems. its kinda like a drug...I called my cousin 11 pm the other night to joke her hair style
) when I moved in with my brother. Me and my sister ( who I 
