First of all I want to say thanks to everyone for the nice comments about my car drama and the even better comments about my pics. I feel so honored to have you all in my virtual world. I added so many new friends last night. Thank you for adding me. I will do my best to keep you entertained. Now if only Mary will accept my friend request my life will be complete. I love her. She rocks my socks. Brillant woman and beautiful as all hell.
Now on to the venting:
I don't understand men at all. Seriously. I don't. It makes me not want to even try anymore. I am so going to have a really good cry later. I don't understand. If you are not interested in someone why go through the motions of pretending to be interested in them and then disapear before you even get to the sex. Doesn't the big kiss off shit happen after you fuck? Whatever. Fuck it. Me and my vibrator can live happily ever after. I will just have to accept never getting married or having more kids. Just me and a bunch of dogs because I am severely alergic to cats and it prevents me from being the cat lady. Unless I wanted an inventive way to commit suicide. Ah fuck that shit. Times may be tough but no voluntary dying.
Speaking of dying, Terry Schiavo finally passed on. Thank goodness. That poor woman. I am glad that her suffering has ended and she can move on to whatever is next.
The car situation may end up being ok. The insurance co thinks that they will be able to pay out the claim for the rental car no problem and return the $250.00 deductible that the fucking rental co made me pay. The insurance guy was like, "They made you do what? Oh no. You'll get that back. That sounds hinky to me." I am not holding my breath. I feel so bad about the whole thing it's just sick. I am sick with it. I know. Accept and move on.
Only 17 more shopping days until my bday. Sanrio Sanrio Sanrio. Or cash is also gladly taken. Going to Chicago. Going to see Tori and hopefully getting tattooed. If I can afford it and if I ever hear back from a certain SG member to know if my apt still stands.
My life feels out of control. I can't run anymore. I have spent so much time running away and hiding from the world whenever something breaks me. I need to face it. Maybe this is why these things are happening to me. I strongly believe that everything that happens has a greater purpose. What that is we never really know right away. But eventually the light bulb goes on and you say Ok I learned what I needed to from that experience. Learn, move on, and don't make the same mistake again.
I have friend who has been trying to pass her Massage Therapy certification test and she is having the roughest time. She took the test again today and she failed. Oh my she was so upset it made my hear hurt. I wanna cry just thinking about it. She is such a wonderful person. I know that she can do this but she is so hating herself right now. My poor baby girl. That is how I felt yesterday. I am sure that if I do decide to go to Medical School the entrance exam is going to fuck me and the boards OMG!! We shall see.
I love you guys!!
Now on to the venting:
I don't understand men at all. Seriously. I don't. It makes me not want to even try anymore. I am so going to have a really good cry later. I don't understand. If you are not interested in someone why go through the motions of pretending to be interested in them and then disapear before you even get to the sex. Doesn't the big kiss off shit happen after you fuck? Whatever. Fuck it. Me and my vibrator can live happily ever after. I will just have to accept never getting married or having more kids. Just me and a bunch of dogs because I am severely alergic to cats and it prevents me from being the cat lady. Unless I wanted an inventive way to commit suicide. Ah fuck that shit. Times may be tough but no voluntary dying.
Speaking of dying, Terry Schiavo finally passed on. Thank goodness. That poor woman. I am glad that her suffering has ended and she can move on to whatever is next.
The car situation may end up being ok. The insurance co thinks that they will be able to pay out the claim for the rental car no problem and return the $250.00 deductible that the fucking rental co made me pay. The insurance guy was like, "They made you do what? Oh no. You'll get that back. That sounds hinky to me." I am not holding my breath. I feel so bad about the whole thing it's just sick. I am sick with it. I know. Accept and move on.
Only 17 more shopping days until my bday. Sanrio Sanrio Sanrio. Or cash is also gladly taken. Going to Chicago. Going to see Tori and hopefully getting tattooed. If I can afford it and if I ever hear back from a certain SG member to know if my apt still stands.
My life feels out of control. I can't run anymore. I have spent so much time running away and hiding from the world whenever something breaks me. I need to face it. Maybe this is why these things are happening to me. I strongly believe that everything that happens has a greater purpose. What that is we never really know right away. But eventually the light bulb goes on and you say Ok I learned what I needed to from that experience. Learn, move on, and don't make the same mistake again.
I have friend who has been trying to pass her Massage Therapy certification test and she is having the roughest time. She took the test again today and she failed. Oh my she was so upset it made my hear hurt. I wanna cry just thinking about it. She is such a wonderful person. I know that she can do this but she is so hating herself right now. My poor baby girl. That is how I felt yesterday. I am sure that if I do decide to go to Medical School the entrance exam is going to fuck me and the boards OMG!! We shall see.
I love you guys!!
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You know, this might sound weird, but when I saw your picture, you looked exactly like I'd pictured you. And that means cute...
You know, what you're saying about not running, it's true, and many people do that. The problem is that when you can't run anymore, everyone isn't strong enough to face up to what's been piling up. But I know you got it under control
yay on the possible solution to the car thing