Mom/Dad

Well!, my parents seperated when I was like... I dunno 2nd grade. My dad lives in a smaller town then what I live in ("Loving" for those who know me) Which is a town of mexicans and when I say mexican I don't mean hispanic I mean MEXICAN. MEXICAN is also what I call my dad, he believes that you can make things last longer with duct or electrical tape. I'm the opposite I just throw the shit away and get a new one! Ummm we CAN get along but most of the time I get aggrivated with him. He is the hardest person to teach something to. Both of us have NO patience and that's the reason why we could never do anything together like learn to drive a car or put up an entertainment center!

Now my mom. What would I do without my mom? This women knows it all. She is very religious and I've learned alot from her. Despite how bad I may be as a person I really do have this side of me that I know has stuck to me by the way my mom raised me! We always get along and if I was to get mad at her it would be because of me not anything she did. When I was little my selfish ass used to throw a fit and throw my head back on the floor (probably why my head is all oval shaped) and my mom would sit there and bless me, throw holy water on me and say a prayer. It would make me stop because I knew she was all like "RELEASE THESE DEMONS" and I felt all dumb.

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