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Wow. It's been a while since I've updated here and that's not fair to you, I suppose.
So... Matt and Megan are married and Mattison Jean Adami is the most awesome wonderful beautiful little girl on the planet.
*sigh*
Andrew and I are still living hee at my parents and I'm so tired of it. I want to leave, I want to move, I want to go somewhere I can breathe peacefully, without cigarette smoke. I want my own kitchen and living room to sit in, I want to keep my house perfectly clean and uncluttered and be happy in it. I DON'T WANT TO LIVE HERE ANYMORE!
And it makes me so angry, because the original agreement was $75 a month. Since then, in exactly a year, we went to $120 a month, and we're usually the ones buying food for them and ourselves and his little brothers when they come over. The only reason we moved here was because it would be more convienient and less expensive. It certianly wasn't out of any love for them. Boy, did that turn out to be a lie. There are even days when I have to pay for a utility too, and suddenly, mom switched to broadband and expected me to pay half of it. I didn't agree to it. I said that sounds like a good idea, but I never, ever said, Yes, let's do that, Mom. And then she texts me and says, okay, I got the broadband on the computer now. I was like, WHAT?
And this is just home life. Let me tell you about the car situation next. We bought gramma's car in Novemeber and it's been sitting here waiting on us since then. First she had to send us the title. Okay, that's fine. Then we realized that Grampa's name was still on it and since he's dead, we couldn't change it over to our name without his name being removed. So we sent it back to her, and she had it changed. We got it back and had to wait til we could find a day when all of us could go down to get it done. Lo and behold, still nothing could be done because she only signed it. She didn't sign in it front of a notary official, she didn't get it legalized. She just signed it and sent it back. So the title goes in the mail a third time, just a few weeks ago, and because apparently my aunt being sick is so terrible, it took another 2 weeks to get it signed by a notary and sent back. We're now waiting again on a day when we can all (all being him, me and his mom) get to the DMV and finally, finally be able to drive it. Except that I still won't be able to, because I don't have my license. So I'll have to wait until I get that before I can really drive, although of course, around San Manuel is fine, because preteens drive and no one says anything.
My fingers are like ice.
Oh, and how about college? That went well, of course, like everthing else in life. I'm withdrawing when I can finally get back up there to do it. Grades, and myself: that's why. I want to be me and me doesn't want college right now. Everyone else wants me in college and I'm tired of being theirs.
I have to go shower.