It figures...
It figures that:
*by the time I settled down in my newly built home, we move to another country.
*by the time I'm just getting settled in the house in N.C., we move to Florida
*when I'm starting to get over the fear of moving again, my stepdad dies.
*when I'm accepting his death, my mother remarries.
*when I give the guy a chance he tries to send me away to boarding school.
*when I love the boyfriend I had, they hate him.
*when I get the position I want in JROTC, I get ineligible.
*when my mother finally accepts my boyfriend, I find he has been trying to cheat on me.
*when I'm starting to get over the pain, my mom decides she is going to "reconcile" with my step after kicking him out.
*when I start to like someone again, he lives in N.C. ::slap to the face::
Such luck the gods have blessed me with. ::oozing sarcasm::
I don't know, I suppose everything works towards the greater good. At least that would makes some of the stuff worth going through. Maybe I should stop reading JTHM...making me way to cynical about things. Not that I should, or even have to, be happy constantly but I'd rather at least be somewhat upbeat. ::shoves comic into drawer:: For a later time.
Maybe I shouldn't have taken this week off work, my brain is atrophying from not leaving this room. Then again, work is only filled with morons and the morons that come in to buy overpriced shoes...not to mention an asshole for a boss/evil dictator who insists on picking on me constantly. I should really just tell him off to a level he wouldn't even realize he's being insulted. But then I'd probably be fired and I don't have another job...yet. I've already gotten him in trouble though...and I could get him in so much more for sexual harrasment. But that would involve other people and police and I don't want to deal with that. I'd rather fight my own battles...makes the victory so much sweeter.
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Did I mention I hate Naples? There is just...nothing to do here. Top 5 things are beach, movies, mall, and bowling. And if you're so incredibly bored you're considering going bungee jumping without a cord...you could go Put-Put golfing. Now for the reality. It's too hot to go to the beach, movies are overpriced and the drive-in is full of mosquitos, the mall is amazingly boring and bowling is...well, bowling is ok but not to do every night.
Can't wait to move to Washington, D.C. Go to college and expand my horizons. Not to mention there is plenty of activities to engange in up there. And it's around a lot of my family. One of my brothers and his wife are there, my aunt and uncle are about 20 minutes away in Maryland, my other aunt and uncle are in Virginia, and my grandmother is in North Carolina. But by the time I go there I'm sure I'll have at least one niece or nephew. Hehe, I may just live with my brother and sister-in-law until I get my own place. Be the live in babysitter.
That would be so cute. At least I'd be next to one of my nephews...the other one lives in the other side of the country thanks to my brother...ass. Thinks he knows what's best for anyone and everyone. But enough of that. I think I'm done...mostly because my wrists are beginning to hurt.
*by the time I settled down in my newly built home, we move to another country.
*by the time I'm just getting settled in the house in N.C., we move to Florida
*when I'm starting to get over the fear of moving again, my stepdad dies.
*when I'm accepting his death, my mother remarries.
*when I give the guy a chance he tries to send me away to boarding school.
*when I love the boyfriend I had, they hate him.
*when I get the position I want in JROTC, I get ineligible.
*when my mother finally accepts my boyfriend, I find he has been trying to cheat on me.
*when I'm starting to get over the pain, my mom decides she is going to "reconcile" with my step after kicking him out.
*when I start to like someone again, he lives in N.C. ::slap to the face::
Such luck the gods have blessed me with. ::oozing sarcasm::
I don't know, I suppose everything works towards the greater good. At least that would makes some of the stuff worth going through. Maybe I should stop reading JTHM...making me way to cynical about things. Not that I should, or even have to, be happy constantly but I'd rather at least be somewhat upbeat. ::shoves comic into drawer:: For a later time.
Maybe I shouldn't have taken this week off work, my brain is atrophying from not leaving this room. Then again, work is only filled with morons and the morons that come in to buy overpriced shoes...not to mention an asshole for a boss/evil dictator who insists on picking on me constantly. I should really just tell him off to a level he wouldn't even realize he's being insulted. But then I'd probably be fired and I don't have another job...yet. I've already gotten him in trouble though...and I could get him in so much more for sexual harrasment. But that would involve other people and police and I don't want to deal with that. I'd rather fight my own battles...makes the victory so much sweeter.
I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.I hate Naples.(Gotta love the Copy and Paste buttons).
Did I mention I hate Naples? There is just...nothing to do here. Top 5 things are beach, movies, mall, and bowling. And if you're so incredibly bored you're considering going bungee jumping without a cord...you could go Put-Put golfing. Now for the reality. It's too hot to go to the beach, movies are overpriced and the drive-in is full of mosquitos, the mall is amazingly boring and bowling is...well, bowling is ok but not to do every night.
Can't wait to move to Washington, D.C. Go to college and expand my horizons. Not to mention there is plenty of activities to engange in up there. And it's around a lot of my family. One of my brothers and his wife are there, my aunt and uncle are about 20 minutes away in Maryland, my other aunt and uncle are in Virginia, and my grandmother is in North Carolina. But by the time I go there I'm sure I'll have at least one niece or nephew. Hehe, I may just live with my brother and sister-in-law until I get my own place. Be the live in babysitter.
That would be so cute. At least I'd be next to one of my nephews...the other one lives in the other side of the country thanks to my brother...ass. Thinks he knows what's best for anyone and everyone. But enough of that. I think I'm done...mostly because my wrists are beginning to hurt.