Mar 01, 2006 18:59
Is it just me, or is everyone else from the asscrack of USA (otherwise known as Kalama) feeling the pressures to fit into their tiny fucking mold?! Good Lord I'm so sick of that fucking town. Not only is it bad enough that my family, in my opinion, hates my boyfriend because of the age difference, but whenever we're out and about in public (on a rare occasion we're actually in Kalama) everyone stops us and asks when we're getting married. I'm sick of it. Melissa and I sat down the other night and thought of how many people we knew from our high school that were married and/or having kids. IT WAS OVER 50 PEOPLE!!! My high school only enrolls about 300 people so don't mind me when I say that that it a fucking staggering statistic. But no, everytime I'm back in Po-dunk, I get faced with the almighty question. Fuck, even being out here in Idaho people will write to me on Myspace and ask me, or call me up and want to know the relationship "scoop" and future plans. Then when I say that we're not even thinking about marriage, I get told that I'd better hurry up because I'm "behind" my classmates and that my "clock" is ticking. Forgive me when I say this, but my uterus is plenty healthy and has baby-producing power for quite some fucking time to come. There's no rush for curly little redheads running around making a mess of all my things and emptying my bank account just yet. And besides, it's been 7 months. Not 7 years for Heaven's sake.
Oh, and as usual...things at home (Boise) are in the shitter. Can I ask you all a quick question? Here goes: Do I have a trying personality? Apparently my roommate thinks so because she's been unable to stop bitching me out for the past 3 days. Oh, prime example: we needed some shampoo and dental floss last night and so I run to the store to pick some up while she's on the phone with her boyfriend. Harmless errand, right? Oh no, not according to missy here, who immediately calls me up, insists where I'm am, what the fuck I'm doing, when I'm going to be home, and why I didn't leave a note. Fuck...me...sideways...then shoot me in the fucking face!!! I feel like I'm 3 years old again and living with my mother. Ugh, having to report to someone 24/7 is not something that I can deal with. Especially when it's an overbearing, selfish bitch!
Ok, enough with my rant. Some good news: the plans are all made for New Mexico and I couldn't be happier. I'm just excited to get away from this warden for a few days and have some peace. Oh, and I'm bringing Sydney to Des Moines to Adam's house. He's so pumped and I'm estactic because that another reason I'm being yelled at (surpirse, surprise). But I'll be home for 2 days and hopefully she'll be in Pullman getting laid. Maybe then she'll be civil.
Ha ha, so enough with my ranting for tonight. I've got 2 midterms on Friday and so I should probably study for them. Love you all and I'll try to be more positive on my next update. Later!