ARGH FUCK *twitch* SON OF A BITCH

Mar 29, 2006 20:37

They cut off my cable yesterday. Sons a bitches...

What the hell am I going to do without Mythbusters? *sobs quietly*

I think I'm slowly crawling out of debt. I havn't actually had the chance to -pay- any one of the several collectors yet, but I havn't had to borrow to cover my carpayments or insurance. This is a positive thing. With the extra hours work is handing out next month I might just be able to give my bank some cash towards my student loan and credit card. The month after that TD canada trust will get some and they might quit calling me daily and wasting my cell phone minutes. Mind you, I am suffering... Lately we've been living off Giant Tiger food stuffs and cheap conditioner for my hair. Trust me, this is a horrible thing... My hair is all nappy and grey looking. Not that I've ever been a prima donna, but c'mon with hair that goes down to the middle of your back you can't skimp on the conditioner.

Spring is here, for now. The sun was out all day and it was warm... Mmmm, spring. It always reminds me of when I was in England. Then again it also reminds me that I have to go clothes shopping. Need new jeans, capri's, skirts, shirts and shoes. I wear out my clothes fast or I lose/gain weight throughout the year and nothing ever fits. Being a big girl ain't easy I tell ya.

Health news: To those that know the medical problems I've been having the past year. It's not cancer! Yet. Nearly a month after the biopsy the doctor called and told me the cells were malignant, however, he did inform me that I may want to consider taking some new medication that's out to avoid getting cancer all together. Great, more pills, what will these ones do? Maybe give me green skin... Hrm. Other than that the other tests gave some positive news. There is a chance that I won't have any more body parts or organs removed. YAY FOR NON-SURGERY.

Mrf, I broke down the other and balled my eyes out after watching some stupid eldery show. It reminded me that my Mom (aunt) won't be around forever. She's 74 this year and her health is failing year by year. This is the woman who took me in to her home when no-one wanted me and raised me. She gave me everything I needed, clothed and fed me. She's the first person I call when something is good or bad. She comforts me when I'm down, scolds me when I've done something wrong... She's my mother in heart. I can't bear to think what life will be like when she's gone or what I'll do. I often feel so out of place in life and skittish, she's the only constant that's kept me grounded. It's crazy we know eachother so well... Earlier this year I left for school like usual and was halfway there when I suddenly felt nauseus and had this anxious feeling in the pit of my stomach. So I called her and there was no answer, usually she doesn't answer the phone because she can't walk to it fast enough, but this time was different. I turned around immediatly and went home to find her sprawled on the floor and white as a ghost, passed out.

If I hadn't of come home she might have been seriously injured or worse. Her blood pressure had rocketed and when she landed, it was in a way that it popped her hip-replacement out of joint. Not to mention she had been fighting some kind of flu for a couple of days prior. But you see what I mean, it's crazy when you have that kind of bond with someone and when they're not in your life anymore how do you cope?

Half the reason I went back to school was because I wanted to prove to her that she had raised someone who was going to make something of their life. She deserves to know that she's done an awesome job and while I may have many flaws and emotional problems, she's not the cause of any of them. I can only be optimistic and hope she's around long enough to know this.

Other good news: My cousin (Dad's nephew) was found a couple of weeks ago. This is good because the kid used to live in T.O after he'd been kicked out of many places. He used to deal drugs and we're not talking the green leafy variety. He was fucked up beyond belief and no one thought he'd make it past 20. Everyone had abandoned him and we wouldn't hear from him for months, sometimes years. Well, he called and told my aunt (his mother) he'd been going back to school and got his grade 12 diploma and he was living well and cleaned up. This kid was like my brother growing up, we caused a lot of trouble and spent alot of time playing together.

Life is weird. That's all I can say, one moment you're dying and the next stuff just... comes together. I'd like to know who's sick joke it is though.

Douche bags unite!
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