typing under one's skin

So my goal is too keep up to date with my so called called thoughts....night two thus far ur girl buff is on a roll...

So speaking of blogging..I finally blogged something that got under someone's skin...well from his thougts...

I really feel like he wanted to say that "the only reason I am not a sad statistic to the study is because I got off the rez and I'm not looking back but Im raising my child to be the indian I am"....I just dont understand how you turn your back from something you've experienced and have become for so much of your life, guess my thought and upbrining have taught me to appreciate and acknowledge who I am today as a young american indian woman....

Maybe my spongebob friend has a vendetta agaisnt the pine ridgers who drink, are one legged, live off of $136 a month while raising, can we call it raising 6 kids..hmmm...and die at 58

oh well..gotta move on and keep on blogging right?

Well its two weeks and counting til I get to go HOME! HOME, am excited as ever to go home.....do lunch, drive 4hrs with my aunty and then run into the arms of my lil man vic! eat my green bean casserole til I am sick to the stomach...haha...sleep on my sisters large couch to fit me and my babies til the am rolls around and vic preys open my eyes saying tee tee wake up wake up...

OH right blog about life in the NJ I said...it rained all damn day....it still is..I woke up at 2:15 to the rain, drove to work in the rain, walked to works flooded garage...had to keep my endless energized kids inside all day! but I did in fact come home to a semi clean abode..woo woo

I havent and dont care to pick up the east coast slang.....no "son" after every sentance..i ask for a pop not a soda....i have only once caught myself saying u's...ONCE...

Night folks......