Homecoming.
This is going to be long. I don't blame you if you don't want to read all of it. Skim if you like, or not. If you've talked to me since I've been back, you probably know all this stuff.... Here it goes: Brace yourselves.
So things went terribly awry in Colorado. It's incredibly nice to be back home. More than that, it feels amazing. I'm quite glad to be away from the drama (two months of non-stop crazy ass drama, to be exact.) and i would like to write about that here, but I've been advised not to. I don't think Katie is going to mess with me any more, and if I give my opinion now, I highly doubt I'd be able to say the same thing in a few short days. Suffice it to say that I've very glad that I won't ever have to deal with any of that bull shit EVER again.
It's also a heinous learning experience. I know now not to be too trusting, and that girls are crazy. I need to be a little more choosy I guess. I have also learned (out of pocket, I might add) to never, never, NEVER lend out Brian's phone. Or my own when I get one. Hopefully soon. The last most important thing that I learned is to never fall in love with someone else's children. That most of all. I realize that I don't have children, and that I won't understand what it's like to be a parent until I do, but half the reason that I pulled away from Katie to begin with is because I couldn't stand to watch the kids become worse and worse while she sat on web cam. I'm sure of she reads that it's going to start some kind of dilemma (What I have warned about) but I needed to get that out. When her parents weren't home, those kids ran wild. It was borderline neglectful. The last good things I'm taking away from the CO thing, is that Brian and I are closer than ever now. During that last month we bonded like never before and he is my best friend now. I can talk to Brian about things that really bother me now, not just the stupid little stuff. I feel more trusting of him as well. When all you have in the world who doesn't some how seem against you is the person you're dating, it helps a whole lot to be close friends with them too.
I won't say anything more, not about the lying, the phone bill, or the rest of the drama, but I needed to write about the kids. That's a huge injustice to them. As for the rest, only Katie will ever be able to admit that she lied, and I'm not holding my breath for that, that's for damn sure.
I had this enormous bonding time with Heather the other day, and it caught me totally off guard. I can honestly say now that any mental beef I had with her in the past is totally over in my head. I'm not saying we are best friends now, but we're a hell of a lot closer, and that's nice to say. I think she has it so bad for someone else right now, she doesn't even know Brian exists. She let me read her very well written and adult letter to that person and we had three or four hours of girl talk about boys in general. The two of us along with the notorious Amanda and her boyfriend Brian played Hearts until six thirty in the morning the other night while my Brian slept on the couch. For once, I stayed up longer than Brian! Normally I'm the first one to pass out. It was one of the best times I've ever had over at her house. It was awesome. The next day, we watched her kids while she went to work, and the kids were so well behaved. Heidi, that's her only daughter is seven, and I can talk to her like she's my own age, and she can talk back the same way. She's very bright and VERY funny, and very artistically creative. She sat at the table all day with me and talked and helped me make these goofy name tags for the The Family who was coming over that night for a wee reunion party (EVERYONE WAS THERE. EVEN THE KITTENS!). The best part of the whole night: When we asked them to clean up before bed, they just did it. No arguing, or back talk, and they did it well, and right the first time. And The VERY Bestest part: THEY WENT TO BED. No hassle. The just said good night, and went to sleep. It waws FUCKING AMAZING! Even with all the Fam being there, and the loudness and excitement. The didn't get of bed until the next morning when they woke up. I have never in my life babysat such well behaved and agreeable children. I would do it again any time. I was talking to the Fam about them later on, because they all stared to show up around six, and bed time wasn't until nine, and they all marveled at how cool and smart and funny the kids were. I can't say enough good things about them. When I described them to my mom, she told me that people used to say the same things about George and I... that we were like small little adults, and not like your normal bratty seven and eight year old kids.
The last little slopy bits: I hung out with Victoria the other day, and let me tell you, she's really come into her own person. You are hella awesome girl, and we need to get some X and go to the City Club. No Boys Allowed. What do you say? (Everyone thought you were funny too. So you've been invited back over whenever you happen to again land in Howell. I got to see Jen's new apartment, which is bigger than I expected, and very gorgeous with an inspiring view of the lights on grand river. Keegan's new place is also very comfy and he loves his new job, which is good. The Fam had adopted a new kid, I can't remember if I typed that or not... but his name is Noah, and not only is he Maggie cute (Think trucker mixed with Hyde from That Seventies show) he plays guitar the way George does, but he sings too. He has a beautiful singing voice. Noah is awesome and I can't wait to see what his influence on the group is going to be like. He's very well traveled, and his experience are rubbing off on us all. We have a lot to learn from him it seems. (I know this last section has no organization to it, but you have to understand that I just took half a pill and I haven't written anything in so long that I HAVE to rant a bit. And it IS the sloppy bit section.) Mom got me new mattresses and after sleeping on the suck ass one in CO for two months, these mattresses are a PURE JOY to sleep on. Their better than the ones I passed on the Keegan, and I thought those couldn't be beat. She also decorated my new room in all these expensive French-like-artwork in wicked frames and bought me new pretty sheets. The downside: She told me that the glorious mattresses have to stay here, they can't move with me. I think it's her bribery. She knows how important good sleep is important to me. The days I am at home I do nothing but just lie there and read. What a pleasure it is to read too. I've torn through "The Witching Hour" by Ann rice so far. Ann Rice is a good author to re-inspire the reading habits I used to have, because her books just suck you in. I got sick on the third day back, because of the climate/altitude change and the mucus had re-taken my lungs now that I'm smoking more "Exotic" tabacco again. The bad news of all this (Because I CAN handle a bad head cold, which is what this feels like) Is that Greyhound lost the small piece of our luggage, and that's the one that had ALL of the presents we bought/made for everyone in it. That's almost three-hundred dollars worth of stuff that Brian and I pumped most of our collective paycheck into. But things are just Things, and Things can be replaced. Same goes for money. We need to call Greyhound tomorrow, just to see if something's come up, and I need to call Wendy's because I haven't gotten my check for my last week of work yet. We need that money
Lastly: KATE! If you read this still, George told me he talked to you at Target, and that you wanted to talk to me... He told me that you don't hate me, which is good, because there are things I would want to discuss with you about what exactly happened last winter or early spring. I miss you girl, we need to hang out too. I have so many stories to tell you and maybe Raquel too if she still works with y'all. I might call you tomorrow. Just in case you don't get this. I tried your LJ once before with no luck. I thought you hated me then, so I stopped trying. I'm sorry for being flaky about all that past stuff. I've grown up a lot since then, though, and I would like another chance.
I really need to smoke a cigarette, though I could ramble on a bit more... It's a sign I think that I should end your torture. But damn it feels good to type and get this all of my soul
So farewell for now, and good night! love you all so much! Kisses! MMFL!!
(Comments are disallowed to reduce possibility of katie drama. It's not you, to let you know.)
So things went terribly awry in Colorado. It's incredibly nice to be back home. More than that, it feels amazing. I'm quite glad to be away from the drama (two months of non-stop crazy ass drama, to be exact.) and i would like to write about that here, but I've been advised not to. I don't think Katie is going to mess with me any more, and if I give my opinion now, I highly doubt I'd be able to say the same thing in a few short days. Suffice it to say that I've very glad that I won't ever have to deal with any of that bull shit EVER again.
It's also a heinous learning experience. I know now not to be too trusting, and that girls are crazy. I need to be a little more choosy I guess. I have also learned (out of pocket, I might add) to never, never, NEVER lend out Brian's phone. Or my own when I get one. Hopefully soon. The last most important thing that I learned is to never fall in love with someone else's children. That most of all. I realize that I don't have children, and that I won't understand what it's like to be a parent until I do, but half the reason that I pulled away from Katie to begin with is because I couldn't stand to watch the kids become worse and worse while she sat on web cam. I'm sure of she reads that it's going to start some kind of dilemma (What I have warned about) but I needed to get that out. When her parents weren't home, those kids ran wild. It was borderline neglectful. The last good things I'm taking away from the CO thing, is that Brian and I are closer than ever now. During that last month we bonded like never before and he is my best friend now. I can talk to Brian about things that really bother me now, not just the stupid little stuff. I feel more trusting of him as well. When all you have in the world who doesn't some how seem against you is the person you're dating, it helps a whole lot to be close friends with them too.
I won't say anything more, not about the lying, the phone bill, or the rest of the drama, but I needed to write about the kids. That's a huge injustice to them. As for the rest, only Katie will ever be able to admit that she lied, and I'm not holding my breath for that, that's for damn sure.
I had this enormous bonding time with Heather the other day, and it caught me totally off guard. I can honestly say now that any mental beef I had with her in the past is totally over in my head. I'm not saying we are best friends now, but we're a hell of a lot closer, and that's nice to say. I think she has it so bad for someone else right now, she doesn't even know Brian exists. She let me read her very well written and adult letter to that person and we had three or four hours of girl talk about boys in general. The two of us along with the notorious Amanda and her boyfriend Brian played Hearts until six thirty in the morning the other night while my Brian slept on the couch. For once, I stayed up longer than Brian! Normally I'm the first one to pass out. It was one of the best times I've ever had over at her house. It was awesome. The next day, we watched her kids while she went to work, and the kids were so well behaved. Heidi, that's her only daughter is seven, and I can talk to her like she's my own age, and she can talk back the same way. She's very bright and VERY funny, and very artistically creative. She sat at the table all day with me and talked and helped me make these goofy name tags for the The Family who was coming over that night for a wee reunion party (EVERYONE WAS THERE. EVEN THE KITTENS!). The best part of the whole night: When we asked them to clean up before bed, they just did it. No arguing, or back talk, and they did it well, and right the first time. And The VERY Bestest part: THEY WENT TO BED. No hassle. The just said good night, and went to sleep. It waws FUCKING AMAZING! Even with all the Fam being there, and the loudness and excitement. The didn't get of bed until the next morning when they woke up. I have never in my life babysat such well behaved and agreeable children. I would do it again any time. I was talking to the Fam about them later on, because they all stared to show up around six, and bed time wasn't until nine, and they all marveled at how cool and smart and funny the kids were. I can't say enough good things about them. When I described them to my mom, she told me that people used to say the same things about George and I... that we were like small little adults, and not like your normal bratty seven and eight year old kids.
The last little slopy bits: I hung out with Victoria the other day, and let me tell you, she's really come into her own person. You are hella awesome girl, and we need to get some X and go to the City Club. No Boys Allowed. What do you say? (Everyone thought you were funny too. So you've been invited back over whenever you happen to again land in Howell. I got to see Jen's new apartment, which is bigger than I expected, and very gorgeous with an inspiring view of the lights on grand river. Keegan's new place is also very comfy and he loves his new job, which is good. The Fam had adopted a new kid, I can't remember if I typed that or not... but his name is Noah, and not only is he Maggie cute (Think trucker mixed with Hyde from That Seventies show) he plays guitar the way George does, but he sings too. He has a beautiful singing voice. Noah is awesome and I can't wait to see what his influence on the group is going to be like. He's very well traveled, and his experience are rubbing off on us all. We have a lot to learn from him it seems. (I know this last section has no organization to it, but you have to understand that I just took half a pill and I haven't written anything in so long that I HAVE to rant a bit. And it IS the sloppy bit section.) Mom got me new mattresses and after sleeping on the suck ass one in CO for two months, these mattresses are a PURE JOY to sleep on. Their better than the ones I passed on the Keegan, and I thought those couldn't be beat. She also decorated my new room in all these expensive French-like-artwork in wicked frames and bought me new pretty sheets. The downside: She told me that the glorious mattresses have to stay here, they can't move with me. I think it's her bribery. She knows how important good sleep is important to me. The days I am at home I do nothing but just lie there and read. What a pleasure it is to read too. I've torn through "The Witching Hour" by Ann rice so far. Ann Rice is a good author to re-inspire the reading habits I used to have, because her books just suck you in. I got sick on the third day back, because of the climate/altitude change and the mucus had re-taken my lungs now that I'm smoking more "Exotic" tabacco again. The bad news of all this (Because I CAN handle a bad head cold, which is what this feels like) Is that Greyhound lost the small piece of our luggage, and that's the one that had ALL of the presents we bought/made for everyone in it. That's almost three-hundred dollars worth of stuff that Brian and I pumped most of our collective paycheck into. But things are just Things, and Things can be replaced. Same goes for money. We need to call Greyhound tomorrow, just to see if something's come up, and I need to call Wendy's because I haven't gotten my check for my last week of work yet. We need that money
Lastly: KATE! If you read this still, George told me he talked to you at Target, and that you wanted to talk to me... He told me that you don't hate me, which is good, because there are things I would want to discuss with you about what exactly happened last winter or early spring. I miss you girl, we need to hang out too. I have so many stories to tell you and maybe Raquel too if she still works with y'all. I might call you tomorrow. Just in case you don't get this. I tried your LJ once before with no luck. I thought you hated me then, so I stopped trying. I'm sorry for being flaky about all that past stuff. I've grown up a lot since then, though, and I would like another chance.
I really need to smoke a cigarette, though I could ramble on a bit more... It's a sign I think that I should end your torture. But damn it feels good to type and get this all of my soul
So farewell for now, and good night! love you all so much! Kisses! MMFL!!
(Comments are disallowed to reduce possibility of katie drama. It's not you, to let you know.)