well I'm going back to my roots. I'm starting my own business. fuck my current job (it doesn't pay nearly enough)
I'm now going to start processing FHA's for people to get their refunds. I'm sick of my bitch of a boss. she complains about the dumbest shit. I am very much sick of my job (how can people do it for more than 5 years?) I could barely do it too. repetitive bullshit. bunch of crap.
I'm going to be more successful than now. I won't give up! fuck the handouts give me the money! I will take it all! (and give generously to the deserving of course)
rob has been very supporting and patient but somehow, I feel like there's something missing. a very big piece of the puzzle....
it's been a damn long time. well, mostly cuz I forgot my password and didn't have that patience to try and get an new one (til today.
I got a new neice (she's so precious) I love her to death (oh nikki you should see her) the brats are all well. (though none of them are mine)
rob and I are still together...(I wish differently sometimes when he pisses me off but generally there's no one better I would be stuck in a cave with)
I'm moving forward with the sun at my back (and damn does the motherfucker burn)
I said that I would never do this shit but here I am. doing the very thing I never said I would do. someone shoot me.
my apartment is finally the way I want it. (too bad I may have to move depending on whether or not I decide to continue my schooling and job line.
ah-hah. I gotta get back into my old habits of clubbing, drinking and partying. oh I did kick ben to the curb....again. permenantly. don't fucking ask me why. I care not to go into it unless you care enough to fucking call. ah-hah!
it's been quite sometime now since I left my parents' house. Things were just too much so I left. I've been working odd hours at kroger lately.
My body wouldn't respond (not to mention the fact that I just couldn't get there; no transportation) so I just took today off.
they know I have issues getting there on sundays anyway. why they continue to work me on that day is beyond me.
Anyways, it's been a long time since I've hung out with anyone besides my boyfriend and his friends lately. Then again, I'm virtually broke every week too, at least until next week. Boy does money go fast when you're on your own. things add up, you forget what you buy and how high things are now adays.
Oh god, I'm sounding like my grandmother. What the hell. My boyfriend and his best friend persuaded me to get into making a myspace account.
I'm like "why? I can't even keep with my livejournal one"
but after a while I give in. (wow, jamie you're so strong willed.
I'm just chilling right now at a friend's house. figured I'd check a few things on the site.
me? yeah I'm ok. how are all you people doing? good.
Being at home with parents sucks super deflated monkey balls. which is why I only go back there for a day or two and then I'm gone.
I've been spending a lot of time with my boyfriend and his friends, but little to no time with my own friends.
this bugs me a little, since I really should be hangin out with rick, kristin and them.
but hey, what can you do?
valentine's day is coming up and I'm actually gonna celebrate it. we'll probably dine out and exchange gifts.....but I'm really hoping for just a little time with him and then it's off to hang out with friends.
that sounds a lot better, don't you agree?
Your Blog Should Be Purple
You're an expressive, offbeat blogger who tends to write about anything and everything. You tend to set blogging trends, and you're the most likely to write your own meme or survey. You are a bit distant though. Your blog is all about you - not what anyone else has to say.
I've got a really great guy in my life who spoils me like a kitten. *purrs* I've got more friends to add on to the ones I've got. I'm broke. (aren't we all?) I'm losing weight. (I guess that goes with being broke)
and more so.....I know most of this stuff will have no bearing on next year this time. every year since I was 14 things have never been the same.
what happened, that fateful year to make me what I am today?
So many things, it would take an half of eternity to tell, and I wish not to waste that time telling such things.
anyways, that's all I'm gonna say right now, forgive me my fellow friends if I don't reply to any of your entries or vice verse, I do read them, I just don't have the time to tell you what I think, or give the encouragement you need.
however, my thoughts are with you all......somwhere in the depths of my mind.
Even though I am a bit of an author and a drama queen at times, (some people can attest to this), even I find it hard to say what matters to me.
This song is dedicated to nikki......I'm not the mushy sort(or at least I try not to be) but I at least I have to give you something....
Maybe if I search my mind a little, I'd come across the reason why you're gone. Maybe if I searched a little while. And if I try to reconcile a little, Then maybe I will know for how long.
This time... Well here we are, in separate rooms. I can hear you sighing. Saying "No way out" or so it seems. Dry our tears, we're flying straight on through that window. Fast changes arriving.
Slow changes are moving out. Here we are. Now maybe if I took the time a little, Then maybe I would know for how long. This time.
Here we are, In separate rooms. I can hear you sighing. Saying "No way out" or so it seems. Dry our tears, we're flying straight on through that window. fast changes... Fast changes arriving. they come around... ...slow changes... Slow change is moving out ...are moving out... Here we are... Fast changes they come around slow changes... ...Fast changes arriving. Are moving out... And slow change is moving out Here we are. Here we are. A Change.......
Here we are in separate rooms I can hear you crying. Saying "No way out" or so it seems Dry our tears, we're flying straight on through that window. fast changes... They come around... ...slow changes...are moving out... Fast change is arriving and slow change is moving out Fast change is arriving. They come around... ...slow change is... And slow change is moving out ...are moving out. Here we are. ...fast change is arriving. fast changes they come around, slow changes... Are moving out... Slow change is moving out. Here we are. Fast changes. They come around slow changes.... ...are moving out... Fast change is Fast change is.................have come around
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