jizzikah

My poor little daschund in Corpus got bit by a baby rattlesnake. He's alright, but he looks like a blood hound now from all the swelling. The poor thing.

I've been feeling so nauseus today. I've eaten but I don't have many snacks in the house. Josh and I are really late on rent so we can't spend any money. The ladies from the front office came by. Gave me attitude and were like, "when are you going to pay your rent?" "When I have the money." I hate stupide questions. Why else would I have not paid rent? IDIOTS. Fuck.

I've been watching things on TLC and the Discovery Channel and I begin to doubt if I can really go through with child birth. I mean, I'm going to of course, but OUCH! I'm scared. I just want to go back to feeling semi-normal and not so emotional and nauseas. I want to scream!!!!!!!!!!

So this chick justed immed me and started sayin all kinds of shit about my boyfriend. Saying how he said he hated me, and thought I was ugly. I told her to fuck off and said, "if he thinks this way, why would he have married me this weekend?" he didn't. but they don't know that. they don't know i'm pregnant. i've decided i just want them to drop off the face of the planet. i don't need this stress. i give up on the bitches.