So we've established that I can't seem to keep this bitch updated....
Kupec tried to blow up my truck only after coking it. It may be time to inform the authorities. The coke was funny, but an attempt on my life is a bit more serious. Although is he had succeeded I can't say I would be too awfully bummed. I'm guessing the truce is off (no shit). I have an amazingly awesome new boyfriend. We all know how long those last though. Let's be optimistic! No self fulfilling prophesies here. I still have to do my thing in May. Still no job. New roommate to get used to. She is cool though. Riding horses again. All I can say to this whole entry is thank God for drugs (of all kinds). Be it alcohol or mary jane, I am pleased with my outcome every time. Still, I could use a little more motivation.
On a more depressing note one of my used to be good friends is now dating my roommates ex, which I must say is more than a little weird. That fact that they are together doesn't surprise me at all. It actually makes a lot of sense and I think I speak for everyone when i say it's a bout fucking time. I was sort of hurt that he didn't even bother to warn me before I heard it from someone else. The thing that bothers me most is that neither of them had the balls to let me know. Not so much her, but definitely him. He is more than likely still mad at me for being completely and (maybe) a little too harsh. I only said the things I did to help. I will be the first to admit that I'm not the best at holding back my true feelings when trying to council someone I care for. I guess it just sucks that I fucked up a good friendship. On the brighter side knowing that he hates me makes me feel better so we don't have to cry or hurt when the goodbye finally comes. By the way, I don't expect anyone who doesn't know me to understand that last comment. God I fucking hate chicken-shits.
Well, that's about it. I'll write again sometime this year. Like anyone reads this fucker anyway. Good day.
On a more depressing note one of my used to be good friends is now dating my roommates ex, which I must say is more than a little weird. That fact that they are together doesn't surprise me at all. It actually makes a lot of sense and I think I speak for everyone when i say it's a bout fucking time. I was sort of hurt that he didn't even bother to warn me before I heard it from someone else. The thing that bothers me most is that neither of them had the balls to let me know. Not so much her, but definitely him. He is more than likely still mad at me for being completely and (maybe) a little too harsh. I only said the things I did to help. I will be the first to admit that I'm not the best at holding back my true feelings when trying to council someone I care for. I guess it just sucks that I fucked up a good friendship. On the brighter side knowing that he hates me makes me feel better so we don't have to cry or hurt when the goodbye finally comes. By the way, I don't expect anyone who doesn't know me to understand that last comment. God I fucking hate chicken-shits.
Well, that's about it. I'll write again sometime this year. Like anyone reads this fucker anyway. Good day.