...booya, nuggah.
I passed my clinicals, and really had a good time during them. I think that I'll definatly be happy with a career. Imagine that.
A lot of my "friends" suck, I've realized. I understand a lot of the kids that were here met me under bridges, and some of the most black mold ridden squat houses in the country- but my house is not a squat! And to think that I would be thought of as "mean" for letting people know that they had over stayed their welcome. It's kind of sad that people that I truely cared about can't deal with the fact that I have a child now, and that if they can't curb their behavior they have to get the fuck on. I don't even drink anymore, why the hell would I deal with idiotic behavior in my house? As far as I'm concerned, Harry and Tate can come visit any time, but I pretty much don't care to see anyone else. I'm happy with my baby and my husband. I don't need friends if it's just going to be a burdon. I'm really upset that Chad and Kelly were the worst, when they were two of the people in this world who I was closest to. What a best friend Chad turned out to be. I pretty much spent two years of my life with that kid, day in and day out, and he comes here and just acts like a fuck. He actually seemed jealous of my baby. It was pretty fucking weird, and I found he's a huge pussy, and pretty much just a first rate jerk. Maybe one day he'll grow up, but I refuse to care anymore.
Angie emailed me though! I'm beyond fucking excited. I thought she had dropped off the face of the earth. Hopefully I'll be able to see her soon.
Three days of class left. Exam on Wends. Wish me luck.
A lot of my "friends" suck, I've realized. I understand a lot of the kids that were here met me under bridges, and some of the most black mold ridden squat houses in the country- but my house is not a squat! And to think that I would be thought of as "mean" for letting people know that they had over stayed their welcome. It's kind of sad that people that I truely cared about can't deal with the fact that I have a child now, and that if they can't curb their behavior they have to get the fuck on. I don't even drink anymore, why the hell would I deal with idiotic behavior in my house? As far as I'm concerned, Harry and Tate can come visit any time, but I pretty much don't care to see anyone else. I'm happy with my baby and my husband. I don't need friends if it's just going to be a burdon. I'm really upset that Chad and Kelly were the worst, when they were two of the people in this world who I was closest to. What a best friend Chad turned out to be. I pretty much spent two years of my life with that kid, day in and day out, and he comes here and just acts like a fuck. He actually seemed jealous of my baby. It was pretty fucking weird, and I found he's a huge pussy, and pretty much just a first rate jerk. Maybe one day he'll grow up, but I refuse to care anymore.
Angie emailed me though! I'm beyond fucking excited. I thought she had dropped off the face of the earth. Hopefully I'll be able to see her soon.
Three days of class left. Exam on Wends. Wish me luck.