And as I try to make my way through the ordinary world I will learn to survive.
"Save a Prayer" is the best Duran Duran song, though.
WARNING: LONG JOURNAL. KELLAND LEADS A SORROWFUL LIFE. LONG JOURNAL.
Amazon wishlist items are heavily desired. Kelland's birthday is in 16 days.
My life... man. More bad things. Please reflect to previous journals to establish the fact that my summer has been unsatisfying and somewhat discouraging.
Now it seems as though my parents, specifically my mom, are in a financial disaster. My mom has accumulated so much credit card debt in the past months that she is unable to pay her share of the bills, etc. etc. Her debt is so incredible that my family is either forced to A) file for bankruptcy (for a second time in their 22-year marriage), or B) legally separate. Yes. That means divorce. WHY? My dad cannot afford to carry my mom's burden. If he is held jointly responsible for her poor choices and they file bankrupt, he will never have credit again. Pretty much, he is screwed for something he didn't even do. My mom has been very upset and shaken lately. She realizes her mistakes BUT she has an illness. A spending illness. And the eerie part is... there is no physical evidence of her spendings. We have no idea where thousands upon thousands of dollars in credit went. So. She is saying that we are going to have to sell our house. Here is where the praying part comes in. Please pray that my family does not have to sell our house. We would have nowhere to go. The thought depresses me so much that I cannot move. Just in general, send positive thoughts my family's way because we are in a very difficult situation and I don't know how it will end. On Tuesday my dad and my grandma are suppose to meet with as financial consultant type person.
I'm still going through with previous plans for the month. Getting my tattoo. Attending Warped Tour with friends. Except I am a little worried concerning both. I don't know exactly where I'm getting my tattoo done. I want it to be at a nice joint, somewhere friendly, with people that at least seem trustworthy. I also don't want to travel far to find such a place. Also. I found out that I am to drive to Cleveland for Warped Tour, which is a little frightening to me since I only got my license two months ago and have never driven such a distance. I guess my sister is riding up with her friend Sara. It is more convenient that we have two cars that way overcrowding is not an issue, but still. Kelland muy scared.
Putting my family situation aside, my week has been slightly busy. Monday I visited Nevin for a chat. I spent my time on his front porch being entertained by his family and mostly, his niece and her obsession with water bugs. I kind of wished I would've worn a better shirt, though. I wore this tank top thing with no bra because I was HOTTER THAN HELL that day (and I have no boobs besides), but it wasn't the sort of thing I wanted his family to see me in being that I have somewhat of a gaunt upper body. No: I am not anorexic/addicted to drugs. No: I am not a dirty whore.
Tuesday I went to Cedar Point. Overall, I had a pretty good time. There were a few mishaps, but some of the rides made up for them. Like The Dragster. I don't know how many of you are familiar with Cedar Point in Sandusky, Ohio. It is the fucking coolest place. And The Dragster is one of the newest rides. It is 420 feet high, takes off at 120 mph, and is a straight 90 degree rise and fall. It takes your breath away. It debuted two years ago as the tallest and fastest in the world. And I conquered it! YAY ME!
Wednesday my friend Kati's grandma died and she was heartbroken. I still feel very sad for her situation because she was very close to her grandma. I know I could not function if I lost my grandma. So I worked for her Wednesday, which was my day off. In the morning, I went to Mansfield with my sister and mom. Then we had breakfast at Bob Evans once back in town. Shannon bought me an awesome pair of camo pants at Fashion Bug. Before work I went to Subway and chatted with my friend Kevin who works there.
Thursday I got up early to go over to Kati's and spend time with her. I stayed there for about three hours and was called in to work for a few hours. I didn't feel like going to work right away so I walked to Nevin's place of employment and talked to him for awhile. Then off to work for three hours. Kevin and his sister were eating at Baker's, so I joined their table when I got off. Then Kevin and I went to Subway and had another extended chat. I returned home at around 10 to hear of my family's predicament mentioned previously in the entry.
Yesterday Shannon and I got up early and joined Kevin at the park. We kind of went there for no reason. We goofed around for awhile but I was getting tired and hungry, so I went to work and picked up my paycheck and bought us lunch. Kevin left us early to join his other friends for a movie. When I walked out of Baker's I saw Nevin about to cross the street, so I stopped him and we chatted for awhile. Then I visited my grandma. Then I got an estimate on the car I scraped in the Wendy's drive-thru last week. The total came to SEVEN HUNDREAD AND FIFTY FUCKING DOLLARS! So I took the paper home and let my dad mull over it. After napping for two hours, I went to work and remained there for six hours.
Work again tonight. And tomorrow night. And I need a really big hug right about now.
"Save a Prayer" is the best Duran Duran song, though.
WARNING: LONG JOURNAL. KELLAND LEADS A SORROWFUL LIFE. LONG JOURNAL.
Amazon wishlist items are heavily desired. Kelland's birthday is in 16 days.
My life... man. More bad things. Please reflect to previous journals to establish the fact that my summer has been unsatisfying and somewhat discouraging.
Now it seems as though my parents, specifically my mom, are in a financial disaster. My mom has accumulated so much credit card debt in the past months that she is unable to pay her share of the bills, etc. etc. Her debt is so incredible that my family is either forced to A) file for bankruptcy (for a second time in their 22-year marriage), or B) legally separate. Yes. That means divorce. WHY? My dad cannot afford to carry my mom's burden. If he is held jointly responsible for her poor choices and they file bankrupt, he will never have credit again. Pretty much, he is screwed for something he didn't even do. My mom has been very upset and shaken lately. She realizes her mistakes BUT she has an illness. A spending illness. And the eerie part is... there is no physical evidence of her spendings. We have no idea where thousands upon thousands of dollars in credit went. So. She is saying that we are going to have to sell our house. Here is where the praying part comes in. Please pray that my family does not have to sell our house. We would have nowhere to go. The thought depresses me so much that I cannot move. Just in general, send positive thoughts my family's way because we are in a very difficult situation and I don't know how it will end. On Tuesday my dad and my grandma are suppose to meet with as financial consultant type person.
I'm still going through with previous plans for the month. Getting my tattoo. Attending Warped Tour with friends. Except I am a little worried concerning both. I don't know exactly where I'm getting my tattoo done. I want it to be at a nice joint, somewhere friendly, with people that at least seem trustworthy. I also don't want to travel far to find such a place. Also. I found out that I am to drive to Cleveland for Warped Tour, which is a little frightening to me since I only got my license two months ago and have never driven such a distance. I guess my sister is riding up with her friend Sara. It is more convenient that we have two cars that way overcrowding is not an issue, but still. Kelland muy scared.
Putting my family situation aside, my week has been slightly busy. Monday I visited Nevin for a chat. I spent my time on his front porch being entertained by his family and mostly, his niece and her obsession with water bugs. I kind of wished I would've worn a better shirt, though. I wore this tank top thing with no bra because I was HOTTER THAN HELL that day (and I have no boobs besides), but it wasn't the sort of thing I wanted his family to see me in being that I have somewhat of a gaunt upper body. No: I am not anorexic/addicted to drugs. No: I am not a dirty whore.
Tuesday I went to Cedar Point. Overall, I had a pretty good time. There were a few mishaps, but some of the rides made up for them. Like The Dragster. I don't know how many of you are familiar with Cedar Point in Sandusky, Ohio. It is the fucking coolest place. And The Dragster is one of the newest rides. It is 420 feet high, takes off at 120 mph, and is a straight 90 degree rise and fall. It takes your breath away. It debuted two years ago as the tallest and fastest in the world. And I conquered it! YAY ME!
Wednesday my friend Kati's grandma died and she was heartbroken. I still feel very sad for her situation because she was very close to her grandma. I know I could not function if I lost my grandma. So I worked for her Wednesday, which was my day off. In the morning, I went to Mansfield with my sister and mom. Then we had breakfast at Bob Evans once back in town. Shannon bought me an awesome pair of camo pants at Fashion Bug. Before work I went to Subway and chatted with my friend Kevin who works there.
Thursday I got up early to go over to Kati's and spend time with her. I stayed there for about three hours and was called in to work for a few hours. I didn't feel like going to work right away so I walked to Nevin's place of employment and talked to him for awhile. Then off to work for three hours. Kevin and his sister were eating at Baker's, so I joined their table when I got off. Then Kevin and I went to Subway and had another extended chat. I returned home at around 10 to hear of my family's predicament mentioned previously in the entry.
Yesterday Shannon and I got up early and joined Kevin at the park. We kind of went there for no reason. We goofed around for awhile but I was getting tired and hungry, so I went to work and picked up my paycheck and bought us lunch. Kevin left us early to join his other friends for a movie. When I walked out of Baker's I saw Nevin about to cross the street, so I stopped him and we chatted for awhile. Then I visited my grandma. Then I got an estimate on the car I scraped in the Wendy's drive-thru last week. The total came to SEVEN HUNDREAD AND FIFTY FUCKING DOLLARS! So I took the paper home and let my dad mull over it. After napping for two hours, I went to work and remained there for six hours.
Work again tonight. And tomorrow night. And I need a really big hug right about now.
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Have a hug, if you arent wearing a bra have two...(way to go Leon, spoil the whole comment with a pervy joke at the end)..
don't worry, you'll find the time to read