You're the only proper noun I need.
As far as the whole Brandon deal went a couple entries ago... As soon as I saw him I knew I was completely over him. I think I just needed that closure, ya know? Like, we broke up over the phone, and I never saw him again. Even though it had been a long time, I think no matter how long, everybody needs some sort of closure. It was nice. And now he is getting married, and I'm happy for him. Word.
And as far as school goes, I switched majors to Health Care Administration and still hate school in general. I will probably hate it. But I don't want to drop out, and it's really the only other thing that sounded remotely decent. I just want to be fucking done with it. I want to graduate, move across the country, and start fresh. Seriously.
Well. Let's see. I turned 21. My birthday was pretty alright. I appreciated everybody that came out to Blue Rock to help me celebrate. Even though at one point, some friends came, only to find me vomiting in a trash can. But that's part of a 21st birthday, right? Right. Also, I was very amused to see a homeless black man masturbating to a Victoria's Secret magazine. I mean, it was disturbing as hell, and disgusting as fuck, but HIL-arious.
The whole apartment thing, yeah. Not so much. Moved back into my parents. There was just a lot of shit wrong with it. Our landlord sent us a notice on the 6th, saying that if we didn't pay $385 by the 14th we had to leave the premises. Which, I mean, I'm fine with that, I was going to leave anyway. But, first of all, we only owed him $255 for this month. Secondly, when Kara and I moved in, Rick said he would take care of the $255, no problem, since he was moving in that month and Kara and I had already paid for the first month, which was more than that. So, since Rick dicked us over, and didn't have the $255, we may have to go to court. Which I really hope not. I feel like a complete dick towards Kara though. Completely shitty. All day I have just felt overwhelmed, apathetic, worthless and like an asshole.
Also, I quit my job. I know it was a completely stupid decision, but I would have probably gotten fired anyway. And I seriously fucking hate working at Lowe's. I hate it. I would seriously walk inside of that building and automatically hate life, and/or feel insane. I'm not even joking. And most of the time somebody pissed me off. And the fact that some fucking idiot kid that barely knows what the fuck he's doing got promoted after being there for three months, and knowing that he's making more than money, drives me fucking nuts. God damn, that company is fucked. But yeah, anybody know of any jobs, hit me up.
Some current bullshit went down lately, but it is over and I'm glad. Just please, please, don't lie to me. Don't ever be afraid to tell me things. Seriously. Bests.
It sucks when people you adore and love seem to change. For the worst. But, I suppose life goes on. It's happened before, why not expect it anymore?
I went to Newport Aquarium Sunday. It was tight. I pet a shark. I saw some puffer fish, which are my favorite. Seriously, when I am older, like with a family and shit older, I want a salt water fish tank so badly. Prettiest fish, ever! Also, there is a part that shows a bunch of fish in the Ohio River. Disgusting. Seriously. Some of those fish are fucking gigantic and ga-rossssss. I'll never even stick my big toes in the Ohio River ever again. Not that I planned on it in the first place, cause it grosses me out and I hate water.
O, and I have an amazing boyfriend. Seriously. It's been a while since I've felt the way I do. Thank you.
And as far as school goes, I switched majors to Health Care Administration and still hate school in general. I will probably hate it. But I don't want to drop out, and it's really the only other thing that sounded remotely decent. I just want to be fucking done with it. I want to graduate, move across the country, and start fresh. Seriously.
Well. Let's see. I turned 21. My birthday was pretty alright. I appreciated everybody that came out to Blue Rock to help me celebrate. Even though at one point, some friends came, only to find me vomiting in a trash can. But that's part of a 21st birthday, right? Right. Also, I was very amused to see a homeless black man masturbating to a Victoria's Secret magazine. I mean, it was disturbing as hell, and disgusting as fuck, but HIL-arious.
The whole apartment thing, yeah. Not so much. Moved back into my parents. There was just a lot of shit wrong with it. Our landlord sent us a notice on the 6th, saying that if we didn't pay $385 by the 14th we had to leave the premises. Which, I mean, I'm fine with that, I was going to leave anyway. But, first of all, we only owed him $255 for this month. Secondly, when Kara and I moved in, Rick said he would take care of the $255, no problem, since he was moving in that month and Kara and I had already paid for the first month, which was more than that. So, since Rick dicked us over, and didn't have the $255, we may have to go to court. Which I really hope not. I feel like a complete dick towards Kara though. Completely shitty. All day I have just felt overwhelmed, apathetic, worthless and like an asshole.
Also, I quit my job. I know it was a completely stupid decision, but I would have probably gotten fired anyway. And I seriously fucking hate working at Lowe's. I hate it. I would seriously walk inside of that building and automatically hate life, and/or feel insane. I'm not even joking. And most of the time somebody pissed me off. And the fact that some fucking idiot kid that barely knows what the fuck he's doing got promoted after being there for three months, and knowing that he's making more than money, drives me fucking nuts. God damn, that company is fucked. But yeah, anybody know of any jobs, hit me up.
Some current bullshit went down lately, but it is over and I'm glad. Just please, please, don't lie to me. Don't ever be afraid to tell me things. Seriously. Bests.
It sucks when people you adore and love seem to change. For the worst. But, I suppose life goes on. It's happened before, why not expect it anymore?
I went to Newport Aquarium Sunday. It was tight. I pet a shark. I saw some puffer fish, which are my favorite. Seriously, when I am older, like with a family and shit older, I want a salt water fish tank so badly. Prettiest fish, ever! Also, there is a part that shows a bunch of fish in the Ohio River. Disgusting. Seriously. Some of those fish are fucking gigantic and ga-rossssss. I'll never even stick my big toes in the Ohio River ever again. Not that I planned on it in the first place, cause it grosses me out and I hate water.
O, and I have an amazing boyfriend. Seriously. It's been a while since I've felt the way I do. Thank you.