Mud slinging is actually fun.
So, while I usually don't condone 
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Me and Steven all muddy...
Baby all muddy:
Baby with one of his babies:
"Hey, what color is the fuckin quad?"
Me and Steven at the Big E... Clean? Hah.
So yeah. We have fun. The mud fight was bad. There was black mud EVERYWHERE. But so fun, holy crap. haha.
I somehow managed to wheelie the quad the second time i took off with it... hah whoops. Steven's teaching me how to drive the thing... I obviously haven't gotten the hang of it yet tho... thus the wheelie. Hah. Um... got hosed off and jumped in the pool in my bra and underwear.. froze my ass off so went to play in the hot tub. <3. Ummm good day.
Yesterday was the Big E. Woot! It kinda blew this year but thats ok i guess. The company was great <3.
I quit my job this morning. And hopefully I'll get a call on Monday or Tuesday from the place I applied to... it seemed like a sure thing, just had to check my references.. but if it's NOT I gotta get my ass out and start looking around again for a new job cuuuz I can't be without work cuz of bills and such things. Jenn gave me an attitude about quitting... I was pissed but whatever. I'm just not cut out for that job and the atmosphere blew. And I know "the grass is always greener" but I gotta be happy too, ya know? I can't stay there just for the money...
Things with the rest of my life are OK. School is...school. Don't know what I'm doing next semester but whatever...thats a bridge I'll cross when I get to it i suppose. No sense rushing it, right?
Steven and I are good. He's a pain in the ass. But so am I. We suit each other well. He gives me a sense of adventure and constantly tempts me to do things, push my limits, step outside my carefully constructed box and walls while protecting me while I do it. And I am the only even VAGUE voice of reason the kid has. Keep his ass in line. He makes me laugh and while I'm still scared to care too much, I usually put that aside for the simple fact that half the time, I don't know if we're going to get in trouble or not. Or die. So I mean, sometimes fear becomes irrelevant when you have other things to worry about. It's the quiet nights cuddled up with him and Shi watching tv that scare me... the ones that should comfort and me and make me feel content, scare me the most. Me, him and the dog. Feels..home-y. Comfortable. I'd rather be poppin wheelies on the quad. It's more within my comfort zone...especially tonight.
Felt like kicking a puppy last night... bruised my hand to shit, left Steven's house near in tears but had no clue WHY. Just one of those overwhelming feelings of DREAD i guess. I get those sometimes: i feel like somethings horribly wrong but can't figure out what it is... But it passed by this morning so I guess things are fine.
My country accent's been real bad tonight... I dont know: when im really happy or excited, or PISSED, I get all country-like. I gotta be on a roll about something for it to sound like...ME. Work me up and I'm a hardcore country girl... Whoops. "Oh how the mighty have fallen." Aint that the truth. "You ain't never lied." Hah.... miss that one.
***Yeah the kids that thought they'd run this town ain't a runnin' much of anything. Just lovin' and laughin' and bustin' our asses and we all call it all livin' the dream. These are my people, this is where I come from. Were givin' this life everything we got and then some: it ain't always pretty but its real it's the way we were made, wouldn't have it any other way, these are my people***
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Me and Steven all muddy...
Baby all muddy:
Baby with one of his babies:
"Hey, what color is the fuckin quad?"
Me and Steven at the Big E... Clean? Hah.
So yeah. We have fun. The mud fight was bad. There was black mud EVERYWHERE. But so fun, holy crap. haha.
I somehow managed to wheelie the quad the second time i took off with it... hah whoops. Steven's teaching me how to drive the thing... I obviously haven't gotten the hang of it yet tho... thus the wheelie. Hah. Um... got hosed off and jumped in the pool in my bra and underwear.. froze my ass off so went to play in the hot tub. <3. Ummm good day.
Yesterday was the Big E. Woot! It kinda blew this year but thats ok i guess. The company was great <3.
I quit my job this morning. And hopefully I'll get a call on Monday or Tuesday from the place I applied to... it seemed like a sure thing, just had to check my references.. but if it's NOT I gotta get my ass out and start looking around again for a new job cuuuz I can't be without work cuz of bills and such things. Jenn gave me an attitude about quitting... I was pissed but whatever. I'm just not cut out for that job and the atmosphere blew. And I know "the grass is always greener" but I gotta be happy too, ya know? I can't stay there just for the money...
Things with the rest of my life are OK. School is...school. Don't know what I'm doing next semester but whatever...thats a bridge I'll cross when I get to it i suppose. No sense rushing it, right?
Steven and I are good. He's a pain in the ass. But so am I. We suit each other well. He gives me a sense of adventure and constantly tempts me to do things, push my limits, step outside my carefully constructed box and walls while protecting me while I do it. And I am the only even VAGUE voice of reason the kid has. Keep his ass in line. He makes me laugh and while I'm still scared to care too much, I usually put that aside for the simple fact that half the time, I don't know if we're going to get in trouble or not. Or die. So I mean, sometimes fear becomes irrelevant when you have other things to worry about. It's the quiet nights cuddled up with him and Shi watching tv that scare me... the ones that should comfort and me and make me feel content, scare me the most. Me, him and the dog. Feels..home-y. Comfortable. I'd rather be poppin wheelies on the quad. It's more within my comfort zone...especially tonight.
Felt like kicking a puppy last night... bruised my hand to shit, left Steven's house near in tears but had no clue WHY. Just one of those overwhelming feelings of DREAD i guess. I get those sometimes: i feel like somethings horribly wrong but can't figure out what it is... But it passed by this morning so I guess things are fine.
My country accent's been real bad tonight... I dont know: when im really happy or excited, or PISSED, I get all country-like. I gotta be on a roll about something for it to sound like...ME. Work me up and I'm a hardcore country girl... Whoops. "Oh how the mighty have fallen." Aint that the truth. "You ain't never lied." Hah.... miss that one.
***Yeah the kids that thought they'd run this town ain't a runnin' much of anything. Just lovin' and laughin' and bustin' our asses and we all call it all livin' the dream. These are my people, this is where I come from. Were givin' this life everything we got and then some: it ain't always pretty but its real it's the way we were made, wouldn't have it any other way, these are my people***