my life

2001-07-03 : 2:01 p.m.
Moving on to emergency's and enemies friends.

Update on the Hell chronicles.

I had another instance where I found brownish red stuff in my panties. I had some that I found like a week ago that was real watery and it was brown. I am kind of freaked out. I called 3 doctors and none of them called me back. MOTHER FUCKERS!!!

Anyways, I got to Justens and I told him and I started to cry and I just couldn't think straight. Maybe being stressed out and living somewhere stressful isn't good.

I don't feel welcomed in my own place. I feel like I have to stay in my room and thats it. Which is fuckin' retarded. I pay more rent there than she does. Me and Justen pay 334 and she only pays 192. So shouldn't we feel comfortable in our own place? Its really my place but he pays rent now so whatever. and its just bullshit. There are 4 people who stay there. Not 3. But its only split 3 ways. So I think thats dumb. Its like she has control of the apartment because she has two goombas that will go beat us up because she is sad or unhappy. SORRY!! You are the one who fucked up and started being a two faced bitch. I never called my mom and had her bitch anybody out. I never told lies to my friends about her so that they would think badly of her. I never talked any kind of shit until I heard shit she had said about me and Justen. and only then did I start saying how pissed I was that she was unable to solve her shit on her own. Instead she had to go and tattle to her parents. Who has their shit together? Sure as hell not her.

And she likes to brag about getting me on my feet and all that. If your parents let you stay at your house for a month. You are doing shit. They are. So my thanks to them for that. and that was all erased when Justen received a call and was bitched out for 10 mins. and then got threated that they were looking for him and next time they see him his ass is being kicked. So thanks and no thanks. I can pull shit up from the past about money too. Thanksgiving she came and visited me and her car broke down and I paid for towing the damn thing 2 times, to get it fixed and her way when we did anything. Which we did several things. Eating out and movies and shit isn't cheap. and she was going to pay me back. I got 20 bucks. well sorry hon, but you still owed me about 100+ that I never got. So we're even. (I know its not exactly even since I am sure that it cost more than 100 dollars to pay for food for me for a month but neither is paying a 200 dollar electric bill when rent isn't 200. It was 350 for each of us. So how do you like my math now?)

We got home last night and she called Justen in and asked him how his day was like 2 or 3 times like something was supposed to happen because she also asked if he'd talked to Jamie. He was pissed from that. and then my skirt was in a pile thrown on the floor infront of my door.

Then she called this afternoon and asked if I was okay and said that Clear Lake Regional had called and said it was an emergency or something and so she was calling all of her friends ad making sure they were okay.

Why the hell did you call me than? Surely you don't think I'm your friend? You treat all your friends like this? Talk shit to your parents about them and have your little brother say he is going to kick their ass and have your dad cuss them out...Damn what are you like to those you don't like?

Just a thought.

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Then I had to help my mom after I got off of work. I thought that I was just going to help load the lawn mower and shit but no, I had to help her load the car and my car 3 times with storage shit and take it there and unload it. I didn't get done til like 6:45pm and then I raced home and changed and then raced to Justen's and ate and then went back to my moms to load the lawnmower which Justen unloaded because we are taking it to her new house and she started crying cause she was sooo tired and wasn't going to get to bed til' 11pm. Justen didn't know what to do but he told her WE'D take the lawn mower and that helped. Sweet.

So we get to do that tonight. YAAAYYY!! god. I don't like moving. Its dreadful. I counted in my head all the times I have moved and how many it will be after moving out of the apartment. 34 times. In my lifetime. DAMN!!!

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