The mysteries of the life

Really? That’s all I can really say right now. Justin went to nights last night, fine no big deal, we’re managing. So Joe went to days. I figured, stupid me right,  since Joe was no longer on nights and he was always complaining about how he never got to spend time with Logan except on the weekends that he would actually want to spend time with the kid right? Take responsibility? Of course not. That would be TOO FUCKING EASY!!! He gets off at 5:30, even with stopping at the store, or anything he should have been home an hour ago. Sadly I know exactly what happened too. He stopped by the god damn bar and has stayed there. So that leaves Logan here with me. Not that I mind Logan, he’s a sweet kid for the most part, and he minds me when his parents aren’t there because he knows he can’t pull this bullshit with me. It’s the fact that he’s on Spring Break, his mom isn’t giving him his medicine, and I’m supposed to be stuck with him all night, and oh his mother is working a double tonight. Fucking great. Right? Fuck my life. Fuck this place! I can’t wait until August when we can move the fuck out! UGH!!!!!!!!!! 

Okay so I’m an extremely clean person. I can stand a mess in my bedroom, living room, even a messy bathroom. The one thing that bugs me more than anything on this planet is a messy kitchen. I’m not talking about a few dishes in the sink, or anything like that either. I’m talking full blown messy shit every where kind of messy. It makes me insane. Well apparently that’s what I have to live with. Now I know I’ve bitched before but today has just been a cherry on top for me today. So I go out to make Justin’s and my dinner. Nothing fancy just some mini pizzas. I opened the fridge to get a drink and noticed how utterly gross it was starting to look So I figured, hey I can take some lysol and wipe this done really quick give me something to do while the pizzas cooked. Oh god…I almost wish I hadn’t, yet I’m glad I did. I started at the top of the fridge an worked my way completly to the bottom. We had food that was over a month old, spaghetti that was still in the pot that had not only white mold, but pink mold. Yes, that’s right, pink mold. That wasn’t even all the shit. I pulled the drawers out and noticed there was milk, not fresh either, at the bottom of the fridge. Oh yes. You heard me. I was getting sick from all this. So after emptying the dishwasher, putting all the dishes back in that were 2 sinks full. Which I would like to add 2 PLATES were mine and Justin’s. So did all the dishes, cleaned off the counters and stove which were also gag worthy. We had ants because they spill stuff and don’t clean it up, especially sugar. Hand washed what dishes couldn’t fit into the dishwasher, had everything put up nice and clean. So then since tonight is trash night, I took the trash down to the road, ‘cause god knows Layla won’t do it. In her exact words “It’s a man’s job.” or “You have testicles so you do it.” I just kinda wanna go really? ‘Cause your husband takes out the trash, so much. It’s usually me. Took down the trash can to the road, plus two extra bags. So as I’m walking back up to the house Layla pulls in. I try to hurry and get to the house so I don’t have to talk to her, childish I know. I hear a guy voice talking to me so I turn around to see Joe. Who’s supposed to be at work. He had a flat tire, and instead of taking Layla’s car he decided to call in completely today. Oh did I mention he stayed at the bar the whole time too? Yeah. Lovely huh? Well I figure, hey I’ll go ahead and tell them how disgusting the kitchen was, maybe they’ll realize how much Layla isn’t doing. No such luck. I got a very insincere oh thank you so much and that was that. I’m seriously thinking about giving them the ultimatum, either you move or we do. Those are the options because I’m tired of living in this filth. UGH!!!! I should be sleeping but I’m just so irritated. I don’t know guess I should try to get some sleep. Wish me luck world.

So yesterday I got the best news of MY LIFE! Well maybe not my life, but the best news I’ve gotten since…August. We’ll go with that, that sounds good. Okay so, back in Febuary, my roommate Layla works at a bar, (if you can call standing around talking to people working). She was talking to this guy and he was telling her, and her husband (bleck), all about this amazing house. It’s 4 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms for 500 a month, rent to own, no deposit nothing. He just wants to get rid of it. He bought it for this girl, who was cheating on him, anyway long story short they were like yay! He said he would be back March 3rd to change the locks, well he didn’t come back, had been drinking and gave Joe the wrong number, booo. So they didn’t think they were moving out at all.  So Justin and I were trying to think of a way to move out. We were like hmm how can we do this? Well I don’t know if it’s god, the devil what but someone is looking out for me right now. He came in Saturday, talked to both Layla and Joe, and admitted he accidently gave them the wrong number and they can move in soon, 500 rent to own, blah blah blah. Now I don’t know officially if they’re going to do it, but if I know Layla like I think I do, they’re going to do it. So you’re probably asking yourself, what would you do with the lease? Well Justin and I are going to stay in the 3 bedroom apartment. Yay!!!! OMFG YAY! THERE WILL BE CONFETTI! AND PARTIES AND OMFG!!!!! The best part is, we can decorate the house how WE WANT not how Layla wants. We can keep the a/c at 72 WHERE IT SHOULD BE!!!! The best part though? The very best part? WE GET TO HAVE THE MASTER BEDROOM WITH A WALK IN CLOSET AND HUGE BATHROOM AND A TOILET PAPER ROLL HOLDER!!!! Yes I know the toilet paper holder may not seem like a big deal, but you try going since September without one and see how you like it. So my hopes are totally up but if I know them, I can say good bye Miss Bitch Every Day! Hello CLEAN HOUSE ORGANIZED HOW THE HELL I WANT HOUSE!!!!!!! In other news, I’ve been hearing about this solider Staff Sgt. Robert Bales. I keep hearing about it all over the radio but never reeally got what was going on. So I picked up a newspaper today, and read all about it. All I have to say, ARE YOU KIDDING ME AMERICA! Whether he did it or not I don’t know but if he did, I don’t blame him. Four tours in Afghanistan, back to back, saving people’s life’s watching his fellow soldiers die, watching one get his leg blown off. I don’t blame the man. He was at his limit. I know when my step-dad was going 3 gone 6 home, that was hell, and it was probably more strenuous ’cause he was a Ranger, I don’t know I can’t say, but shit like that changes people. He wears a bracelet that has one of his friends who died in this war name on it, his date of birth and his death date. I don’t know exactly else I haven’t looked. They’re treating this man like a fucking terroist. Is this what our Country has come to? We’re letting HEROES go off the deep end because we need oil that badly? Oh yeah it’s ‘cause they attacked 9/11…how long ago? That would be like us still attacking the Japanese for Pearl Harbor. The man was on 4 fucking tours. I’m taking this from the paper, but I know it’s true, I’ve seen it happen, IT WILL EAT YOUR SOUL! I mean come on now! If they try and convict this man, I will have lost all hope in America as a country. Even more so when they falsely accused a man and still killed him. A couple of months back there was a man. I can’t remember his name, but he was at the wrong place wrong time type of thing. The real killer was out bragging about how he was getting away with it and everything. People all over the world were protesting the innocent man getting killed, saying that they had the wrong guy and they could prove it, if they would just wait. They still killed that innocent man, and as far as I’m aware, the guilty party is still out there. Think about that one.

Sleep is a wonderful thing right? Getting to sleep in when you don’t have work or school or any other engagements? It’s nice right? Well I wouldn’t know after living in this GOD FORSAKEN HOUSE FOR 7 GOD DAMN MONTHS!!! That’s right it has only been 7 god damn months and I’m already ready to tear my god damn hair out and fucking fun. I don’t sleep in super late, I like to sleep in at 10 at the absolute latest. Apparently though that’s not allowed. The ten year old I understand, he wants to get up, watch tv fine. He can watch it in his room, which I’ve told him to do until EVERYONE IN THE HOUSE IS UP!!!! It’s not just him, oh god if it was just him I’d understand, but oh wait he’s quiet when his parents aren’t up. Yeah that’s right the 32 year old BITCH FROM FUCKING HELL! AND THE 21 YEAR DO NOT KNOW HOW TO USE THEIR QUIET VOICE AT 7:30 IN THE GOD DAMN MORNING!  Oh I haven’t even mentioned the best god damn part. I didn’t go to bed ‘til almost 3, and I have to work TONIGHT from 6-12. That’s not 6 in the morning either. It just amazes me that, fuck it I’m using names, Layla who is supposed to be this all knowing all seeing mother who has been through hell and fucking back apparently, can’t keep her god damn mouth SHUT! Yet when I who am usually awake BEFORE THEM make sure the house stays quiet and get onto Logan when he gets to loud, who wakes me up, EVERY WEEKEND I DON’T HAVE WORK! So that leaves me to sleep in on Tuesday, and Thursdays, which even then I can’t because I have to be up with my boyfriend at 4:30 to make sure he gets off to work.  Now mind you this isn’t because he’s lazy, or can’t get up on his own. He can, he just sleeps really hard, especially through alarms. So I just get up to make sure that he has plenty of time to eat, get out the door and be to work on time. Usually I even go back to sleep. Sometimes I can’t because my roommates are assholes. AND THEY’RE STILL JUST MAKING ALL SORTS OF GOD DAMN NOISE! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME! If I wasn’t being the bigger person, when they were sleeping tomorrow, I would just go out there and make all sorts of noise. Ugh! What’s so bad, is it’s not even just the sleep that I’m missing out on. I’m actually missing out on meals because they’re eating all my god damn food. I’m usually at home, Tues and Thurs because I don’t have class. Well Monday, I buy something for lunch for both of those days, because I won’t have a car, or anything. Well Tuesday I go out and MY FUCKING LUNCH WAS GONE! Yeah so I missed out on not only breakfast because we don’t have any breakfast food, but lunch as well. Needless to say I was starving by the time dinner rolled around.  I JUST WANT TO BE OUT OF THIS GOD DAMN HOUSE! THIS GOD DAMN LEASE! EVERYTHING TO DO WITH THESE GOD DAM PEOPLE!!!!!!!!! 

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Oh my god! I had forgotten what it was like being in school! The hustle and bustle! THe constant on the go. Running in between classes. Taking notes, doing homework, hanging with friends! I FORGOT HOW MUCH I ABSOLUTELY MISSED IT! It’s funny because I always used to dread going to school. Knowing that I would have to get up and go to boring classes and do boring stuff. Yet today, I had a chance to sleep in and I almost couldn’t sleep from sheer excitement! My Health aka Sex class I don’t know much about yet. I’ve only been once ‘cause it’s only one day a week. But the book is very…interesting? It’s very graphic lmao. As a certain friend of mine pointed out, “They’re making sex faces on the cover!!!” It made me laugh so hard. I absoutely love my vocal class! We’re singing Scarbarough Fair. It’s so beautiful. I hope once I get better at singing I can sing it for my boyfriend and he be all proud of me. He keeps telling me I have a good voice I just need to practice. But psh what does my ex-music major boyfriend know right? (I’m kidding by the way.) My political science class seems to be fairly interesting. The guy doesn’t seem to be as boring as my past professor who just droned on and on about boring stuff. He actually seems fairly funny. I’ll find out more today though haha. My sociology teacher is AMAZING! OMG! I LOVE HER SOOOO MUCH! She’s hilarious! She’s random but it’s all about the same subject and she’s never completely off topic. As it is the first class we had to right about nothing but sexual terms, body parts, etc. And he had to fill up the whole board. It was amazing! It had us all laughing. I already learned something really interesting from that class too. There is a cousin to the Chimpanze called the Bonbo, and they’re called the make love not war animal because they have sex whenever they feel tension. You see what I mean? haha I love her. All in all school is amazing. I love it soooooooooo much! I’m so happy to be back. I love feeling accomplished about it and everything. On top of that I also feel accomplished because I’m working. Yes I AM WORKING!!! I work at a local book store, which if any one knows about me knows I absolutely love book stores. I feel so at home there that it’s ridiculus. I love my job too. I’m tired as hell when I leave but I feel really accomplished. They also work with my schedule so well. For example one time I had to pick up my boyfriend at the same time they had me scheduled and I talked to them about it and they fixed it right away for me. I was like what? that’s it? No hassle, no we can’t do that. Just okay. Sorry about that it’s taken care of now. Now I just have to find a good median between friends, work, school, and the love of my life. My boyfriend takes such good care of me. I love him so much. I’m happy to say that we have been fighting a little less, it’s still there but it’s better than it has been. Oh well, that’s everything. I have to run to class. hehe I’m excited! Wish me luck! I’m going to pass this semester with FLYING COLORS!