Drama. Drama. Drama. It never ends. No fucking wonder I have migrains.
So here's where I'm at now: Let's see if I can get through this blog without breaking something...
My photographer basically told me to go to hell. This is a REALLY complicated story. For brevity's sake, there was some serious miscommunication between us which lead to his believing that we were in some twisted kind of relationship..... I'm sorry but I'm 21 years old. I'm nobody's step-grandma. There's a big difference between caring about an older man and BEING WITH an older man. Yeah... I'm gonna leave it at that before I get myself all kinds of pissed off again. Long story shot. I'm the bad guy, I'm the liar, the user the whatever, and I'm going to burn in hell for it. Lovely huh?
SO... THAT being said. There's not going to be any new material from miss Serpentina for awhile.
As far as actual health concerns, this gets even better... so it's been almost a month since my stay in Chicago. The new meds are finally doing what they're supposed to. BUT, there's all the not-so-lovely side effects. Fucking constant dry-mouth as if I don't have enough of that from smoking. AND what has my regular doctors even more concerned is the fact that I keep losing weight even though I eat like a fucking horse pretty much constantly. When I got back to my old modeling weight I was happy, but now... well now I weigh less than I have since I was 14 years old. That's not fucking normal and consider my eating habits even I'm starting to get concerned. The ONLY positive thing - I have an excuse to go shopping because all of my clothes are hanging off of me like fucking trash bags.
The other update from my regular doc: I'm still too stressed. Well thank you Captain Obvious! What I thought was an ear infection is actually more or less lockjaw from clenching my teeth... small anger problem ya think? I'm blaming the ex for this one too. Speaking of the dumbass ex, still haven't gotten my dog back.
On top of that still haven't gotten rid of the POS car that he destroyed, thinking I'm gonna start ripping it apart and selling it piece by piece starting with the system on eBay this weekend. So, that being said LAST CHANCE if anyone knows anyone interested in a '99 eclipse project car, needs some engine work but by the time I get through with it's gonna need a lot more than that lol thinkin about settin what's left of it fire in dumbasses front yard. That'll REALLY piss him off. 
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Did I mentioned I managed to rope in one of his used to be good friends 
it's evil I know. But it makes me happy just thinking about his fucking blood boiling when he drives past my house and sees one of his buddies vehicles in MY driveway. LOL Priceless....
Gotta get ready for class, even though I've heard this material lectured over about 5,000 times don't really have anything better to do today may as well get my ass out of the house and go right? Physiological Psychology here I come ...
So here's where I'm at now: Let's see if I can get through this blog without breaking something...
My photographer basically told me to go to hell. This is a REALLY complicated story. For brevity's sake, there was some serious miscommunication between us which lead to his believing that we were in some twisted kind of relationship..... I'm sorry but I'm 21 years old. I'm nobody's step-grandma. There's a big difference between caring about an older man and BEING WITH an older man. Yeah... I'm gonna leave it at that before I get myself all kinds of pissed off again. Long story shot. I'm the bad guy, I'm the liar, the user the whatever, and I'm going to burn in hell for it. Lovely huh?
SO... THAT being said. There's not going to be any new material from miss Serpentina for awhile.
As far as actual health concerns, this gets even better... so it's been almost a month since my stay in Chicago. The new meds are finally doing what they're supposed to. BUT, there's all the not-so-lovely side effects. Fucking constant dry-mouth as if I don't have enough of that from smoking. AND what has my regular doctors even more concerned is the fact that I keep losing weight even though I eat like a fucking horse pretty much constantly. When I got back to my old modeling weight I was happy, but now... well now I weigh less than I have since I was 14 years old. That's not fucking normal and consider my eating habits even I'm starting to get concerned. The ONLY positive thing - I have an excuse to go shopping because all of my clothes are hanging off of me like fucking trash bags.
The other update from my regular doc: I'm still too stressed. Well thank you Captain Obvious! What I thought was an ear infection is actually more or less lockjaw from clenching my teeth... small anger problem ya think? I'm blaming the ex for this one too. Speaking of the dumbass ex, still haven't gotten my dog back.
On top of that still haven't gotten rid of the POS car that he destroyed, thinking I'm gonna start ripping it apart and selling it piece by piece starting with the system on eBay this weekend. So, that being said LAST CHANCE if anyone knows anyone interested in a '99 eclipse project car, needs some engine work but by the time I get through with it's gonna need a lot more than that lol thinkin about settin what's left of it fire in dumbasses front yard. That'll REALLY piss him off. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Did I mentioned I managed to rope in one of his used to be good friends it's evil I know. But it makes me happy just thinking about his fucking blood boiling when he drives past my house and sees one of his buddies vehicles in MY driveway. LOL Priceless....
Gotta get ready for class, even though I've heard this material lectured over about 5,000 times don't really have anything better to do today may as well get my ass out of the house and go right? Physiological Psychology here I come ...
That really pisses me off about your "photographer"
I wanted to be the "old" guy in the sick twisted relationship, that bastard beat me to it