My last blog was obviously pure rage. I just don't understand him. He used to be so much smarter than this. He used to be so much better than this.
I hate growing up. Personally, for myself, I love it. I love where I'm at and I'm proud of the things I've been accomplishing. But Kenny. No. I just want to wrap him up in a bubble and make him better. Even though I do realize that that probably won't make anything better at all. I just want to protect him and keep him safe. I also want to punch him in the face for being such an idiot.
I just don't know how we got here. I don't know how he went from straight A's to drugs. I don't even feel like this is even real. It just feels like a very very bad joke. Like an April Fools scenario gone terribly wrong.
I just want to start over. This is too much.
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Monday, April 15, 2013
Today was supposed to be beautiful
I honestly thought he was done with the drugs. I believed him. I thought things were going so well.
I was terribly foolishly wrong. I was too lenient about everything. And now you've fucked up all over again. And I 100% just don't trust you at all.
You told us you would never touch the drugs again. You said you couldn't stand to hurt us again. Well you did. And you have. And I hope it fucking eats you alive.
You're pathetic.
I was terribly foolishly wrong. I was too lenient about everything. And now you've fucked up all over again. And I 100% just don't trust you at all.
You told us you would never touch the drugs again. You said you couldn't stand to hurt us again. Well you did. And you have. And I hope it fucking eats you alive.
You're pathetic.
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
DXM and Other Drugs Like LIfe
Life has taken me to some strange places lately. I don't even really know where to begin.
First things first, I LOVE our new office building. My office is really small with all this furniture in it, but it's so cute and cozy. I absolutely love it. I find myself excited to wake up and come into work. I love having my own personal space. It's so freeing. I can listen to music and it's a lot better than being stuck in the same room with my dad all day.
I'm really glad I have this blog and not many people know about it. Because I'm about to post things here that I don't wish a lot of people to know.
This week has been the most exhausting week of my entire life. We found out last Tuesday or Wednesday that my brother has been taking large doses of dextromethorphan, which is a drug found in a LOT of over the counter medicines. Taken for sicknesses, very low effects. It's in robitussin, nyquil, dayquil, and many others. But taken in large doses, it causes hallucinations, loss of perception and balance and out of body experiences. He was acting weird that night, and his friend Jesse said he kept falling and when Jesse mentioned to Kenny that he kept falling, Kenny had no recollection of it. Even though it had just been a couple minutes before. So Jesse called me to come outside and see if Kenny was okay because he was really worried about it. Jesse told me that all he and Kenny did was smoke pot, but I knew right about that the high Kenny was having was not from weed. Jesse swore to me that's all they did.
So I took Kenny for a ride. I didn't want my dad to see him like that, obviously, so I thought maybe a ride and some food would do him some good.
The longer we drove, the more worried I got. He kept asking me the same things over and over. Not because he wanted to. He just kept forgetting that he had already asked me the questions. Finally, I got so annoyed that I told him I wasn't going to answer any more questions. He kept saying "What?" and finally I was like "WHAT?" And he said "I didn't say anything."
When we got to McDonalds he didn't know what a straw was or how to use it. He was just freaking me out, so I called Jesse to make sure that weed was ALL they did. Jesse, again, swore that's all they did. I decided to call my dad. I was so freaked out that I couldn't think of anything else.
So it turns out that Kenny has been abusing cough syrup. That night, upon arriving home, Kenny told my dad what he was on. Dad asked to see the bottle and Kenny pulled it out from under his bed on the side. My dad asked him how many more were under there and Kenny said two. I got down on my hands and knees. I pulled out one bottle. Two bottles. Three bottles. When I got to five, I made Kenny get off the bed, because I couldn't reach under anymore, and I lifted up the bed. There were about 8-10 more empty bottles under his bed. And those were just the ones he didn't throw away. Those were just the ones he was doing alone in his room after work and stuff.
After crying and having panic attacks, I finally calmed down. For the past week, things have been really good. Kenny has a few rules like he's not allowed to have money on him. He's not allowed to go anywhere without me for the next three months. He has to go to therapy. A few other ones. He seems more than cooperative. He told me that he started taking it because it was a spiritual experience, but that it got out of control.
Kenny adores the idea of getting in touch with himself spiritually. I just wish he'd find a safer way to do it.
So, along with finding out about his secret trip sessions, Kenny and Lexey broke up and there's been a LOT of drama with that. It's just been a dramatic and exhausting week. On top of all the drama, throw in moving offices, and well, it's just crazy. It's been insane.
I love my brother more than anything. We've been through a lot of ups and downs together, but I would do anything for him. And as crazy as it is, I feel closer to him now than ever. Not just because he has to spend so much free time with me, but I just feel like everything is going to be okay. It's a little unreal, him being addicted to something like that. It's kind of like a "never thought that could happen to someone so close to me" type of experience. But we all knew something was going on with him, so I'm glad that everything is finally in the open and on the table. We have a newly found honesty policy and I love that too :)
I just hope things continue to go so well. Life is a bitch, but sometimes she's pretty beautiful :)
First things first, I LOVE our new office building. My office is really small with all this furniture in it, but it's so cute and cozy. I absolutely love it. I find myself excited to wake up and come into work. I love having my own personal space. It's so freeing. I can listen to music and it's a lot better than being stuck in the same room with my dad all day.
I'm really glad I have this blog and not many people know about it. Because I'm about to post things here that I don't wish a lot of people to know.
This week has been the most exhausting week of my entire life. We found out last Tuesday or Wednesday that my brother has been taking large doses of dextromethorphan, which is a drug found in a LOT of over the counter medicines. Taken for sicknesses, very low effects. It's in robitussin, nyquil, dayquil, and many others. But taken in large doses, it causes hallucinations, loss of perception and balance and out of body experiences. He was acting weird that night, and his friend Jesse said he kept falling and when Jesse mentioned to Kenny that he kept falling, Kenny had no recollection of it. Even though it had just been a couple minutes before. So Jesse called me to come outside and see if Kenny was okay because he was really worried about it. Jesse told me that all he and Kenny did was smoke pot, but I knew right about that the high Kenny was having was not from weed. Jesse swore to me that's all they did.
So I took Kenny for a ride. I didn't want my dad to see him like that, obviously, so I thought maybe a ride and some food would do him some good.
The longer we drove, the more worried I got. He kept asking me the same things over and over. Not because he wanted to. He just kept forgetting that he had already asked me the questions. Finally, I got so annoyed that I told him I wasn't going to answer any more questions. He kept saying "What?" and finally I was like "WHAT?" And he said "I didn't say anything."
When we got to McDonalds he didn't know what a straw was or how to use it. He was just freaking me out, so I called Jesse to make sure that weed was ALL they did. Jesse, again, swore that's all they did. I decided to call my dad. I was so freaked out that I couldn't think of anything else.
So it turns out that Kenny has been abusing cough syrup. That night, upon arriving home, Kenny told my dad what he was on. Dad asked to see the bottle and Kenny pulled it out from under his bed on the side. My dad asked him how many more were under there and Kenny said two. I got down on my hands and knees. I pulled out one bottle. Two bottles. Three bottles. When I got to five, I made Kenny get off the bed, because I couldn't reach under anymore, and I lifted up the bed. There were about 8-10 more empty bottles under his bed. And those were just the ones he didn't throw away. Those were just the ones he was doing alone in his room after work and stuff.
After crying and having panic attacks, I finally calmed down. For the past week, things have been really good. Kenny has a few rules like he's not allowed to have money on him. He's not allowed to go anywhere without me for the next three months. He has to go to therapy. A few other ones. He seems more than cooperative. He told me that he started taking it because it was a spiritual experience, but that it got out of control.
Kenny adores the idea of getting in touch with himself spiritually. I just wish he'd find a safer way to do it.
So, along with finding out about his secret trip sessions, Kenny and Lexey broke up and there's been a LOT of drama with that. It's just been a dramatic and exhausting week. On top of all the drama, throw in moving offices, and well, it's just crazy. It's been insane.
I love my brother more than anything. We've been through a lot of ups and downs together, but I would do anything for him. And as crazy as it is, I feel closer to him now than ever. Not just because he has to spend so much free time with me, but I just feel like everything is going to be okay. It's a little unreal, him being addicted to something like that. It's kind of like a "never thought that could happen to someone so close to me" type of experience. But we all knew something was going on with him, so I'm glad that everything is finally in the open and on the table. We have a newly found honesty policy and I love that too :)
I just hope things continue to go so well. Life is a bitch, but sometimes she's pretty beautiful :)
Monday, March 11, 2013
What I Think About You
Last night you asked me to honestly tell you what I think of you. I didn't really answer, and I hope that didn't make you feel upset or confused. I didn't answer because sometimes my words don't come out correctly if I just speak them as I think them. With such a soft subject, they would have come out jumbled and silly. Also, to be honest, I felt like crying when you asked me the question. I felt like crying because it touched me so deeply, because I realized for the first time, that you DO care what I think about you.
I think you are brilliant. I think you have so much knowledge and understanding about the world and people and emotions. Even if you are a little closed, I think you're the easiest person to talk to. And I'm so comfortable telling you anything and everything I think and feel because I know that you won't judge. I know that you'll just listen and not say anything if that's what I wanted. I think you are bright. Not like smart. I already touched down on brilliant, but you're bright. You shine. You make everyone around you happier, no matter what it is that we are doing. You light up every room. Your smile is my favorite thing. Your laugh makes me laugh. Not because it's funny sounding, but because it is contagious. I think you are the most hilarious person that I know. You have the best sense of humor. I think you are deep. The best kind of deep. The kind of deep that some people search their entire lives for. Whenever you and I get into a deep discussion, I always walk away from it completely changed. I have a better sense of who I am and what the world is to me when we have deep conversations. I think you are handsome and charming and sweet. You can be selfish at times, but who isn't? I know that when someone needs you, you are there for them. Or you try your hardest to be. Which counts just as much. I think you are patient. You have a lot of tolerance and you don't have a bad temper. I think you are fun and fantastic and absolutely wonderful.
I know you've been lost lately, and I know you haven't been having the best days. Just remember that everything you're feeling is normal. Even if I can't fully understand how you're feeling, I know there has to be other people who do. I know to an extent, but I think the perception of it is a lot different between male and female. I just know that one day you're going to wake up and everything is just going to be fine. You're going to feel alright and the world will be beautiful again. And you'll feel relieved and refreshed and magnificent. You're going to be okay. You're smart and strong and passionate and you're not one to dwell on things. I know you'll be okay.
I think you're absolutely beautiful. And I'm the luckiest person in the world to be able to call you my brother.
I think you are brilliant. I think you have so much knowledge and understanding about the world and people and emotions. Even if you are a little closed, I think you're the easiest person to talk to. And I'm so comfortable telling you anything and everything I think and feel because I know that you won't judge. I know that you'll just listen and not say anything if that's what I wanted. I think you are bright. Not like smart. I already touched down on brilliant, but you're bright. You shine. You make everyone around you happier, no matter what it is that we are doing. You light up every room. Your smile is my favorite thing. Your laugh makes me laugh. Not because it's funny sounding, but because it is contagious. I think you are the most hilarious person that I know. You have the best sense of humor. I think you are deep. The best kind of deep. The kind of deep that some people search their entire lives for. Whenever you and I get into a deep discussion, I always walk away from it completely changed. I have a better sense of who I am and what the world is to me when we have deep conversations. I think you are handsome and charming and sweet. You can be selfish at times, but who isn't? I know that when someone needs you, you are there for them. Or you try your hardest to be. Which counts just as much. I think you are patient. You have a lot of tolerance and you don't have a bad temper. I think you are fun and fantastic and absolutely wonderful.
I know you've been lost lately, and I know you haven't been having the best days. Just remember that everything you're feeling is normal. Even if I can't fully understand how you're feeling, I know there has to be other people who do. I know to an extent, but I think the perception of it is a lot different between male and female. I just know that one day you're going to wake up and everything is just going to be fine. You're going to feel alright and the world will be beautiful again. And you'll feel relieved and refreshed and magnificent. You're going to be okay. You're smart and strong and passionate and you're not one to dwell on things. I know you'll be okay.
I think you're absolutely beautiful. And I'm the luckiest person in the world to be able to call you my brother.
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Quick Words
So, basically I've been looking at office furniture all day. And now I'm even more excited for this move than I was before. This is gonna be incredible :D I can't wait!
I don't recall if I talked about my new office yet. Like, the details of it. I know I mentioned it kind of. I mentioned that I got to pick out my own colors, but I didn't tell you what colors :D
So the room is 10X13. Not huge, but it's a decent amount of space. All around the room is this gorgeous wood trim. It's at the top, middle, and bottom of the wall. The wall above the middle trim will be a really light blue/green color. It's called spa. And the portion of the wall between the middle and the bottom will be this really nice light blue color called Capri. It's gonna look really nice. And we're putting in this squishy multi-colored blue carpet. It's gonna look really nice when it's all said and done. I'm super pumped about it. Especially since my dad will be back to being in his own office and not in the same shared space. So if we get into a fight, we each have our own separate offices to go fume too. haha.
Well that's all the time I have for now. I have to make out this bank deposit and then go and get lunch.
I don't recall if I talked about my new office yet. Like, the details of it. I know I mentioned it kind of. I mentioned that I got to pick out my own colors, but I didn't tell you what colors :D
So the room is 10X13. Not huge, but it's a decent amount of space. All around the room is this gorgeous wood trim. It's at the top, middle, and bottom of the wall. The wall above the middle trim will be a really light blue/green color. It's called spa. And the portion of the wall between the middle and the bottom will be this really nice light blue color called Capri. It's gonna look really nice. And we're putting in this squishy multi-colored blue carpet. It's gonna look really nice when it's all said and done. I'm super pumped about it. Especially since my dad will be back to being in his own office and not in the same shared space. So if we get into a fight, we each have our own separate offices to go fume too. haha.
Well that's all the time I have for now. I have to make out this bank deposit and then go and get lunch.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Stupid Life
I am in a terrible mood today. It's the worst mood ever. I'm just cranky and I have a lot on my mind.
The thing about bad moods is, they are no fun. Not just for the person in them, but for everyone around the person in the bad mood. It's just a bunch of negative energy that takes up all the space around people. So in an attempt to make myself feel a little better, like I at least TRIED to push away the negative energy, I will name all the good things in my life right now.
GOOD THINGS IN MY LIFE :
1. Bailey. Bailey is the cutest dog in the entire world. His face makes me smile, even when he does bad things and is in trouble. Bailey is a good thing in my life.
2. We are moving offices. Now, moving is never fun. BUT, in this case, it is. The reason why is because I will, for the first time in a long time, have my own office to myself again :D I miss that. I had my own office briefly way way back when I first started working there. Then I shared an office with the other office ladies, but my dad was in that office a lot, so it wasn't really my own. Our landlord at our current office raised our rent in a really shady way, so my Dad decided enough is enough. We found a cute building with a LOT of potential. Lexey's mom is doing the painting. And I even got to pick out the colors for my office :D I'll be sharing an office with Ann, but I don't mind because I love Ann. And right now, Ann is only working on Saturdays. But even if she does come back full time, I have no issues with sharing an office with her. I love Ann.
3. Ann. She is awesome. She is an amazing part of my life.
4. I'm alive. This is always a good thing. I decided to put this here, because I am thankful for life. Also, I ran out of good things to list. I literally cannot think of any more good things.
5. I lied. My bed. My bed is probably the best thing. We'll pretend I said my bed first as number one. I could spend eternity in this bed.
6. I had Chinese food for dinner and it was delicious.
So there you have it. Six really good things I have in my life right now. My dog. Moving offices. Ann. Life. My bed. And Chinese food. Sounds pretty solid.
Let's talk about all the bad things in my life. This should be fun. Bringing back the negative energy here :P
BAD THINGS IN MY LIFE :
1. Moving offices. I know. I know. I said this was a good thing, and it is in it's own way. But overall, like I said, moving is no fun. It's going to be tedious and annoying and there's so much to do in preparation. I will not be content until I am settled. Moving is just stressful. And the last thing I need right now is more stress.
2. My dad. He's been such a jerk lately. I know he's stressed out at work and at the techs and there are some things going on with my brother right now that he's not too happy about, but unfortunately, he takes all of that out on me. And that's not okay. Because that's just added extra stress. That I really don't need. That being said, I can't wait to move out. And I've been trying really hard to save up all of my money because I have found some really cute opportunities.
3. My mom is dying. I hate saying it. I hate typing it. I hate even thinking it. But it's true. She was diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis a little over a year ago, and has been undergoing chemo therapy and all sorts of other things that scare the shit out of me. My mom and I have never been super close, but we've gotten a lot closer these last few years and, well, she is my mom. I just hate seeing how much pain she is in. I also hate that just because she's in pain, that she treats my little sister like shit. She's ten. Sick or not, she still really needs her mom. That's about all I can say on the subject. It just makes me more sad when I think about it too deeply.
4. My brother. I love him to death, but he's really fucking up lately. He quit school and he's really into acid and shrooms and weed and who knows what else. And it pisses me off because he acts like it's completely normal to be fucked up all the time. Which, I guess it is for some people, but I have another word for people like that; losers. And I hate to say it, but my brother has turned into a real loser. He hasn't seen my mom or my sister in months. He's never home. He's always with his girlfriend and his friends getting high. He works and stuff, but he's pretty much given up on his entire future. He'll tell you he isn't or hasn't, but this road isn't a great one. It's not one that you "do well" on.
5. So lonely. I literally talk to nobody. All of my friends are super busy with shit and I'm pretty busy too, but I mainly don't want to spend money. And it turns out that whenever it comes to my friends and being social, I go through money like it's nothing. So this is part my fault and part theirs. Also, they all have kids. And kids are great and everything, but I can sit at home and do nothing. I'd rather do that than go to your house and do it while also having a child screaming for your attention every half second. It gets too much. AND JAMIE, IF YOU'RE READING THIS, THIS DOESN'T INCLUDE YOU. Nathen is not a baby or a toddler. He's a child and he was very good at self entertainment most of the time. I loved sitting at your house and doing nothing. It's probably my favorite house to do that at :)
6. I'm just really sick of my routine. I want something new in my life. I don't know what it is, but I know I'm missing something. I feel it.
I guess the only thing I can do right now is just focus on what I have in mind for myself. And just take everything else in stride. Sometimes that's just life, and sometimes life isn't so great. But I'm alive I guess that's more than some people can say?
That sounds so stupid.
The thing about bad moods is, they are no fun. Not just for the person in them, but for everyone around the person in the bad mood. It's just a bunch of negative energy that takes up all the space around people. So in an attempt to make myself feel a little better, like I at least TRIED to push away the negative energy, I will name all the good things in my life right now.
GOOD THINGS IN MY LIFE :
1. Bailey. Bailey is the cutest dog in the entire world. His face makes me smile, even when he does bad things and is in trouble. Bailey is a good thing in my life.
2. We are moving offices. Now, moving is never fun. BUT, in this case, it is. The reason why is because I will, for the first time in a long time, have my own office to myself again :D I miss that. I had my own office briefly way way back when I first started working there. Then I shared an office with the other office ladies, but my dad was in that office a lot, so it wasn't really my own. Our landlord at our current office raised our rent in a really shady way, so my Dad decided enough is enough. We found a cute building with a LOT of potential. Lexey's mom is doing the painting. And I even got to pick out the colors for my office :D I'll be sharing an office with Ann, but I don't mind because I love Ann. And right now, Ann is only working on Saturdays. But even if she does come back full time, I have no issues with sharing an office with her. I love Ann.
3. Ann. She is awesome. She is an amazing part of my life.
4. I'm alive. This is always a good thing. I decided to put this here, because I am thankful for life. Also, I ran out of good things to list. I literally cannot think of any more good things.
5. I lied. My bed. My bed is probably the best thing. We'll pretend I said my bed first as number one. I could spend eternity in this bed.
6. I had Chinese food for dinner and it was delicious.
So there you have it. Six really good things I have in my life right now. My dog. Moving offices. Ann. Life. My bed. And Chinese food. Sounds pretty solid.
Let's talk about all the bad things in my life. This should be fun. Bringing back the negative energy here :P
BAD THINGS IN MY LIFE :
1. Moving offices. I know. I know. I said this was a good thing, and it is in it's own way. But overall, like I said, moving is no fun. It's going to be tedious and annoying and there's so much to do in preparation. I will not be content until I am settled. Moving is just stressful. And the last thing I need right now is more stress.
2. My dad. He's been such a jerk lately. I know he's stressed out at work and at the techs and there are some things going on with my brother right now that he's not too happy about, but unfortunately, he takes all of that out on me. And that's not okay. Because that's just added extra stress. That I really don't need. That being said, I can't wait to move out. And I've been trying really hard to save up all of my money because I have found some really cute opportunities.
3. My mom is dying. I hate saying it. I hate typing it. I hate even thinking it. But it's true. She was diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis a little over a year ago, and has been undergoing chemo therapy and all sorts of other things that scare the shit out of me. My mom and I have never been super close, but we've gotten a lot closer these last few years and, well, she is my mom. I just hate seeing how much pain she is in. I also hate that just because she's in pain, that she treats my little sister like shit. She's ten. Sick or not, she still really needs her mom. That's about all I can say on the subject. It just makes me more sad when I think about it too deeply.
4. My brother. I love him to death, but he's really fucking up lately. He quit school and he's really into acid and shrooms and weed and who knows what else. And it pisses me off because he acts like it's completely normal to be fucked up all the time. Which, I guess it is for some people, but I have another word for people like that; losers. And I hate to say it, but my brother has turned into a real loser. He hasn't seen my mom or my sister in months. He's never home. He's always with his girlfriend and his friends getting high. He works and stuff, but he's pretty much given up on his entire future. He'll tell you he isn't or hasn't, but this road isn't a great one. It's not one that you "do well" on.
5. So lonely. I literally talk to nobody. All of my friends are super busy with shit and I'm pretty busy too, but I mainly don't want to spend money. And it turns out that whenever it comes to my friends and being social, I go through money like it's nothing. So this is part my fault and part theirs. Also, they all have kids. And kids are great and everything, but I can sit at home and do nothing. I'd rather do that than go to your house and do it while also having a child screaming for your attention every half second. It gets too much. AND JAMIE, IF YOU'RE READING THIS, THIS DOESN'T INCLUDE YOU. Nathen is not a baby or a toddler. He's a child and he was very good at self entertainment most of the time. I loved sitting at your house and doing nothing. It's probably my favorite house to do that at :)
6. I'm just really sick of my routine. I want something new in my life. I don't know what it is, but I know I'm missing something. I feel it.
I guess the only thing I can do right now is just focus on what I have in mind for myself. And just take everything else in stride. Sometimes that's just life, and sometimes life isn't so great. But I'm alive I guess that's more than some people can say?
That sounds so stupid.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Winter Storms and an Overdose of Estrogen
Winter storms. Probably the worst thing ever invented in the history of inventions. I cannot stand the snow, which is hilarious and ironic considering I live in Michigan. Michigan's weather is a joke. One day, it's all sunny and warm and lovely. The next day it's snowing and it's ugly and gray and terrible. And then it rains. It's like...bi-polar weather.
Dad gave everybody the day off tomorrow considering it's hard to do pest control for bugs in the middle of a winter snow storm. I'm still going into work though. I have some things I need to get done, plus, I don't want to lose the hours. Losing hours = losing money. And I don't really like the idea of that. Especially considering I'm in the process of saving up to move out right now.
I'm going to my cousin's baby shower on Saturday. I hate baby showers. Too much estrogen. It'll be nice to see family though. Although, I'm not looking forward to driving an hour and a half by myself. I asked my cousin if she wanted to ride with me, but she hates being in a car with smoke. My mom asked me if I wanted to ride up with her in my Aunt Kim's car, but I hate being passenger. Plus, an hour and a half car ride with my mother, my aunt, my little sister and who knows who else? No thank you. Plus, they'll probably stay later than I want to.
That's about it for now. I was really bored and felt like typing. So this was nice :P
Dad gave everybody the day off tomorrow considering it's hard to do pest control for bugs in the middle of a winter snow storm. I'm still going into work though. I have some things I need to get done, plus, I don't want to lose the hours. Losing hours = losing money. And I don't really like the idea of that. Especially considering I'm in the process of saving up to move out right now.
I'm going to my cousin's baby shower on Saturday. I hate baby showers. Too much estrogen. It'll be nice to see family though. Although, I'm not looking forward to driving an hour and a half by myself. I asked my cousin if she wanted to ride with me, but she hates being in a car with smoke. My mom asked me if I wanted to ride up with her in my Aunt Kim's car, but I hate being passenger. Plus, an hour and a half car ride with my mother, my aunt, my little sister and who knows who else? No thank you. Plus, they'll probably stay later than I want to.
That's about it for now. I was really bored and felt like typing. So this was nice :P
Just stopping in really quick to say...Facebook is really annoying. One hundred percent the most annoying website in my life right now. All anyone does on there is complain or talk shit. I can honestly say, half the people I love and adore, annoy the shit out of me whenever I read anything they post.
That's all I wanted to say. I'm super tired and bed sounds like heaven on earth.
That's all I wanted to say. I'm super tired and bed sounds like heaven on earth.
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Update of Life
I haven't typed in my blog since August. That's a lot time. I don't think I meant for so much time to pass, but I guess I really didn't have too much to say.
I miss writing. I miss it a lot. I miss it so much that I started writing a book. It's about 30 pages long and I'm officially stuck in the plot. My characters have reached their destination, and now I'm not really sure where to have them go. And I can't end it. It would be a very short book if I ended it now. Oh well. I don't even think I like it that much. I think I just wanted to type about something. Something more interesting than my life :P
I'm moving soon. I'm so excited for that. My own house. House. Me. My own. I'm going to have a roommate though. Only because I think a three bedroom house will get lonely. So my brother's girlfriend will be moving in with me. Her name is Lexey and she's amazing. She has a silly and very chill personality. We never fight, and I doubt we ever will. I know a lot of people say that and then end up fighting, but she's basically been living at my dad's house with me and Kenny for the last 3 months, and if her coming into my room randomly at certain points and falling asleep in my bed next to me hasn't annoyed me, I doubt sharing a 3 bedroom house with her will.
The houses that I'm looking at are adorable. They're mobile homes, but they're really nice ones and they're so cheap! Only 700 dollars a month. I just got a raise at work and I've been saving up, so I should have about 3-4 grand by June/July, and that's more than enough for the security deposit and the pet fees. Plus, I want a new bed and we're going to have to get some furniture, but I've found so much amazing furniture already.
I'm just so excited to have my own place. My dad has really been getting on my nerves lately. He's been really mean and sassy and I just want out. I want to be able to come home to MY house and relax in front of MY tv or take a bath in MY bath tub.
It's the perfect set up too. There are 3 bedrooms and 2 full bathrooms. The master bedroom and the master bathroom are on one side of the house. The master bedroom is huge with a huge walk in closet and the master bathroom is attached and has a huge Jacuzzi tub and a standing shower and everything. Then Lexey will have whatever bedroom is the largest out of the remaining 2 and she gets the other bathroom to herself. And then the third bedroom will be a guest bedroom for whenever someone wants to spend the night. In my mind, it's mainly for Brooke. I want to decorate it really cute. I want to decorate my whole house cute. I want to make everyone who comes in feel comfortable and warm.
Lexey is an artist. A really good artist. And I told her that if she makes them look professional and she lets me put them in nice frames, then she can hang her art in our house. She's really excited about that. We both agreed that we like square plates and bowls. So we'll be on the hunt for those soon.
Well, I suppose that's all I have to say for now. I'm sure I'll have more later. Until next time!
I miss writing. I miss it a lot. I miss it so much that I started writing a book. It's about 30 pages long and I'm officially stuck in the plot. My characters have reached their destination, and now I'm not really sure where to have them go. And I can't end it. It would be a very short book if I ended it now. Oh well. I don't even think I like it that much. I think I just wanted to type about something. Something more interesting than my life :P
I'm moving soon. I'm so excited for that. My own house. House. Me. My own. I'm going to have a roommate though. Only because I think a three bedroom house will get lonely. So my brother's girlfriend will be moving in with me. Her name is Lexey and she's amazing. She has a silly and very chill personality. We never fight, and I doubt we ever will. I know a lot of people say that and then end up fighting, but she's basically been living at my dad's house with me and Kenny for the last 3 months, and if her coming into my room randomly at certain points and falling asleep in my bed next to me hasn't annoyed me, I doubt sharing a 3 bedroom house with her will.
The houses that I'm looking at are adorable. They're mobile homes, but they're really nice ones and they're so cheap! Only 700 dollars a month. I just got a raise at work and I've been saving up, so I should have about 3-4 grand by June/July, and that's more than enough for the security deposit and the pet fees. Plus, I want a new bed and we're going to have to get some furniture, but I've found so much amazing furniture already.
I'm just so excited to have my own place. My dad has really been getting on my nerves lately. He's been really mean and sassy and I just want out. I want to be able to come home to MY house and relax in front of MY tv or take a bath in MY bath tub.
It's the perfect set up too. There are 3 bedrooms and 2 full bathrooms. The master bedroom and the master bathroom are on one side of the house. The master bedroom is huge with a huge walk in closet and the master bathroom is attached and has a huge Jacuzzi tub and a standing shower and everything. Then Lexey will have whatever bedroom is the largest out of the remaining 2 and she gets the other bathroom to herself. And then the third bedroom will be a guest bedroom for whenever someone wants to spend the night. In my mind, it's mainly for Brooke. I want to decorate it really cute. I want to decorate my whole house cute. I want to make everyone who comes in feel comfortable and warm.
Lexey is an artist. A really good artist. And I told her that if she makes them look professional and she lets me put them in nice frames, then she can hang her art in our house. She's really excited about that. We both agreed that we like square plates and bowls. So we'll be on the hunt for those soon.
Well, I suppose that's all I have to say for now. I'm sure I'll have more later. Until next time!
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