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So. Went to my parents' yesterday for a birthday/Memorial Day celebration. I'll be 19 tomorrow. Not really worth celebrating, but my parents were always big on birthdays. Mainly because they'll ignore you the rest of the year. I shouldn't say stuff like that, I'm at a good point with my parents now. But still, there's just something still bothering me. *Shrug*
Saw Star Wars on opening weekend. Not too bad, I actually liked it, so that is something.
Charlie is going to "surprise" me tomorrow. I don't know with what.
As usual, my biological mother has completely forgotten that her oldest daughter was born.
So, Kittie calls me to tell me that for some reason Jesse decided somehow that she should get my car title? So I have to drive even further to get the damn thing, seeing as Kittie has no car and a busted knee. I'm in the process of: planning a vacation to Florida next week; planning for a kid; planning a wedding and trying to take care of a sick cat. Now I have to find time in my day to drive all the way back to fucking New Kent to pick up a damn peice of paper.
Sorry. Lots of frustration/stress, I have a lot of things to try and plan and I'm not exactly getting a lot of help from anybody. Charlie's too busy, my parents are worthless, and Charlie's dad I haven't even met yet. Charlie's mother is the only person willing to help, but there's only so much she can help with. ARG.
I hate living on the third floor, it's always hotter than hell up here. *Sigh*
I'm done for today, just wanted to rant, and I haven't updated in a while. So now you guys can be sure I'm not dead. Yet.
So. Went to my parents' yesterday for a birthday/Memorial Day celebration. I'll be 19 tomorrow. Not really worth celebrating, but my parents were always big on birthdays. Mainly because they'll ignore you the rest of the year. I shouldn't say stuff like that, I'm at a good point with my parents now. But still, there's just something still bothering me. *Shrug*
Saw Star Wars on opening weekend. Not too bad, I actually liked it, so that is something.
Charlie is going to "surprise" me tomorrow. I don't know with what.
As usual, my biological mother has completely forgotten that her oldest daughter was born.
So, Kittie calls me to tell me that for some reason Jesse decided somehow that she should get my car title? So I have to drive even further to get the damn thing, seeing as Kittie has no car and a busted knee. I'm in the process of: planning a vacation to Florida next week; planning for a kid; planning a wedding and trying to take care of a sick cat. Now I have to find time in my day to drive all the way back to fucking New Kent to pick up a damn peice of paper.
Sorry. Lots of frustration/stress, I have a lot of things to try and plan and I'm not exactly getting a lot of help from anybody. Charlie's too busy, my parents are worthless, and Charlie's dad I haven't even met yet. Charlie's mother is the only person willing to help, but there's only so much she can help with. ARG.
I hate living on the third floor, it's always hotter than hell up here. *Sigh*
I'm done for today, just wanted to rant, and I haven't updated in a while. So now you guys can be sure I'm not dead. Yet.