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November 18, 2005

Same Shit Different Day

Filed under: Same Ol' Shit

Let me tell you the history of my parents.

They were together in the 70s, and in the early 80s (this is where I come in…83).

Then something happened one time where he sent me home drunk when I was four years old. He told me to walk home in the night by myself. I don’t remember this, my mother told me about it.

Fast forward to when I was eight, nine, ten, eleven….this is between (1991-1994). He gets visitiation rights, and I see him every other weekend along with my cousin ever other weekend at Papas’ house. This stops because my mother found out that the windows in the house are nailed shut with bars on them. True Story. She doesn’t want me there anymore, but he is still allowed to see me.

I see him some more in 7th and 8th grade, and that was the end of the consistent visits. Most of the interaction we had was through the phone. Most of them were arguments over the dumbest stuff.

In my four years in high school, I only saw him…
*on my 14th b-day.
*when my cousin got pregnant
*the few times that we went to the mosque (he’s a convenient Muslim)
*and…that’s it.

He’s never really done anything to help my mother take care of me. He paid his $300 something of child support each month. As far as getting me through private school, and going to college he took no part in that.

When I graduated high school…well before I graduated high school, I told him that I wanted a laptop for school. I told him this Jan. 2001, he had until August of that year to get it for me. I kept checking up on him about it, and he still didn’t have it. The day I was going to mail him and his sister invitations to the ceremony I called him and found out how far he was with getting it. He wasn’t very far. He was trying to get some shit that fell off the back of a truck. I wanted my shit to be official. I got mad. I didn’t give him the invitations, and I didn’t speak to him again until later that year.

fast forward

we got evicted. we were in a shelter for 14 months.
this bastard aint no good.

he lied about some money he gets because he is a vietnam vet, and he has ptsd, so he gets a disability check and he didnt tell the court that, so now he owes more money in child support. something like that. so in feb 04 we needed money because we dont have jobs, andwell we needed the money. he didnt want to give her money because the last time he gave me money (for the books)…which was when he thought i was going back to SU for my third year…i didnt go back.


now things were going to work his way. he wanted me to type out a letter saying that whatever money he gives me is to be deducted from the child support that he owes my mother. i was okay with it, and so was she….we had to have it signed and notarized.

things got bad from there cause he was power trippin (abusing the power). he wouldnt give me a large lump sum of money…it worked like this…i would have to troop it out to Queens, and then get a little $30 here or $20 or $25 there. at the end of the month that would add up to about $100 and something.

then he started charging for stupid stuff. I would be waiting around for him to win some money in his card games so he could give it to me….i’d wait til 11pm…and he wouldn’t let me go back to manhattan that late, so he started sending me home in a cab…that went on the CS (child support) tab. then we went to this restaurant in flushing that i like…and that went on the tab. i had no clue this was going on the tab…then i got my hair done, and that was going on the tab….i said fuck this shit…im not doing it, and i haven’t received money from him since.

thats that bullshit…he fed me…and then he’s going to ask me to put that on a tab, so that could be deducted from child support. how r u going to feed ur own child, and the meal had to be no more…than 30$ combined..he was breaking down how much mine cost.

he pullled some bullshit like that before when i was 13. after i graduated middle school he gave me a $100 allowance for 2 months…come to find out that had to stop because my mother wasn’t tellin the people at the CS court that he was giving me money on the side, and that too wasn’t being deducted from CS.

so…in my last blog i explained my mothers’ condition…for u newbies, i’ll explain that later. last thursday…11/10 the sherriff came to my house to give my mother a summons report.my dad wanted the money he owes for child support to be modified. supposedly he sent some money to my mother back in 1991-1993…he sayin he gave more than he did. she was supposed to sign papers saying…say..he said he gave $1000 a month….for 3 years…and say he really just gave $300 a month for 3 years…some shit like that. anyways, my mother is supposed to go to court on monday…but she can’t go….i’ll tell you why later on in the blogs.

they are requesting that she send W-2 forms, tax returns, paycheck stubs…and a whole bunch of shit she doesn’t have because when we got evicted…we werent thinking of bringing that stuff…we have enough shit on our plate to last us a minute, and here he comes with his bullshit. i send the judge a letter via fax this thursday because i really didnt know what to do…my mother could get arrested if she doesn’t show up…we dont have the money for that shit. ugh… anyways…thats his bullshit…he gonna get his….eveyrone thinks he’s father of the year….negative….i love him, but he is one fucked up individual.

alright. im out…that should be enough info on me…to last u until….monday?

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