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Thursday, 01 December 2011

  • HELLO DECEMBER.

    my fiance and i broke up last night because i can't have children. it's not really something i ever came to terms with, i knew i had some problems and a few cysts but i thought it would all disappear with time. they didn't, and it turns out i have the same condition my mom did. i honestly feel pretty inadequate but i know there is better out there for me somewhere. maybe he is in narnia somewhere, but at least i'm not destined to be a cat lady like i thought. i think maybe we all have to go through some bad relationships to be able to treasure the good ones, when they happen. that's the only explanation i can think of. you have to go through some bullshit to be happy. i don't think that's very fucking fair, but whatever. i expected him to understand. i always told him there was a possibility, and until yesterday i didn't know it was definite. the physical pain is enough, but it doesn't help that when one of his friends gets pregnant he automatically gets what i call "baby fever" and goes into "let's have one" mode. he lives two thousand miles away and i'm keeping my virginity until i'm married (or forever, at the rate this is going). i can't support myself alone, it's hard enough working part time and taking care of my mom too. so what  makes him think i can take care of him and a child? ignorance, maybe. maybe i'm just stupid to think that i could have married someone like that and spent every day with them, and built a life together. maybe it's a lot better that this happened now, instead of ten years down the road. ironically, three years ago today, brock and i broke up. i guess i'm meant to be alone for the holidays. :/

Wednesday, 22 June 2011

  • i really have not felt like myself lately. i just don't want to get out of bed. the only place i see other than  my house is jcpenney and i love my job enough to stay, but honestly i've been putting up with so much that it's becoming too stressful. there are nights i can't sleep and days i can't stay awake. i have always had this problem but ever since this job it is becoming difficult just to get out of bed and shower. it's not the job, really. i enjoy it. i enjoy it even though i have fought myself enough not to quit working there. college is excellent, but i am running out of money quickly. i only have $74 left in my bank account. this check comes in on friday and i'm going to guess it'll be about $323. after i pay the cable bill that should leave me some left to save. i think i want to cut my debit card in half. i am spending more than i have and it's not healthy, my mom was laid off last month and here i am spending money. i don't need anything, so i don't know why i have such a compulsion to spend. every now and then i see something at work that i like, but i won't get it because i know that's money i could keep. i don't have money in my checking account which is a good thing, all of my paychecks go into savings and there is nothing that is automatically debited out of either accounts. i turn eighteen in two and a half months and i need to have a car, and i want to save up at least two thousand dollars before then. it's doable. i get my job at H&R Block back in january which means i'll make more money until april again and in october i was thinking about working at party city seasonally. it's just for halloween, but every little bit counts. and i'm okay with that. i need to have money. i want a car, but i don't even have my license yet, i actually don't even know how to drive. i know how to make the car....go. hahaha. but that's it. actually i can make pretty good right turns,  because i am right handed. but left turns are hard when it comes to staying in my lane. i don't really understand my mom's van either. i wouldn't mind getting a small car. i wanted a truck. but not so much anymore. police academy is way more important than anything to me right now. all i need is this uniform and a badge with my name on it.
    i will wear my uniform with pride and courage. i will respect myself, fellow officers, and those who help me along my journey.
    i will wear my uniform knowing that i may not come home that night. i will carry with me the memory of those who fell in the line of duty to protect and serve this county and this state.

    i'm getting a tattoo for my birthday but other than that i'm not sure about anything else. i know i am going to file my own tax return when i go back to work for block, because i will get about a thousand or so dollars back and i can put it towards a car. i am easily tempted to buy things when i am sad. i am easily tempted to buy things when i am miserable, or sick, or something isn't going right in my life because i temporarily feel a loss of pressure after seeing the new item(s) in my hand. i am okay. but then two weeks later i decide that i hate what i just bought and there's no point in wearing it anymore. i have more clothes than i actually need and i don't take my debit card to work.

    i wouldn't mind taking a second job now, but the only thing is i would have to quit before january.

Sunday, 24 April 2011

  • or maybe i don't.

     

    see, you don't know any of this because i'm a chicken and i couldn't tell you if i wanted to. you don't know any of this, not because i'm afraid of what might happen, but because i guess i don't address these issues well without anonymity. you've somehow managed to make me feel special again. you've helped me realize that there really are nice and beautiful things in the world, in florida, even. you've given me something to look forward to. although there is always a chance of things slipping away...i'm thankful that i'm at least getting to spend part of your summer with you. our summer.

    i wish i could have told you this, but sometimes texting just doesn't do it justice.

     

    or maybe i do.

Tuesday, 28 December 2010

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