My own personal Arkham.

I hate it when people who want to parent you so bad and epically fail. and bitch about it on the way down. it's just a cuss word. and it's going to be said. a lot. get the fuck over it.

And, of course, Henry the Horse dances the waltz.

I want to make something sweet for Gary. What should I make? I'm going to do it in a couple days. I thought about making sugar cookies, but that's so plain. and I know they won't be as good as my grandma's crunchy sugar cookies.

He really likes German Chocolate cake but I'm too poor to make that.

O! I fed two cute little miniature horses today! That was the first time I ever fed horses! We have a little apple tree and a pear tree and they almost fought over them! Aww.

Tornados... in Canada...

any clue how to fix sudden pukage? yellow and painful. I drank Maalox and ate some crackers. I hope it helps.

I'm home, listening to USS, waiting for my one to come home. I keep hearing lyrics that make me think of him. Plus they're awesome songs.

( 2 15/16 )
( Pornostartrek )
By the way, McKenley is fine. He made it through surgery perfectly.

this is the second time this has happened. i'm tired of this fuckin rottweiler attacking Gary and mine's dog. I don't even care if my grammar isn't right. they're defending the dog. two weeks ago, maybe a little longer, McKenley, a boston terrier, got attacked by a Rottweiler and ragdolled. we had to pay almost a thousand dollars in vet fees due to the fact we had to take it to an emergency vet which cost us over 400 dollars and then over 200 for the hernia surgery. and then, yesterday, it happened again. wanna know what happens when that dog attacks McKenley? Someone comes in the front door. and now, they had to leave to go to he emergency vet again. for the second time n two days. not even 24 hours. because he started bleeding internally and had a poofy skin part that was all dark red and dark blue. and the emergency vet charges you 400 just to look at the dog and tells you that if you can't afford it, too bad, you can't take him with you he gets put down. And we just used every bit of Gary's SSI benefits to pay for his dog to get looked at yesterday and we have to do it again. I don't know how we're going to take him this time.

Adn what's great, is the owner of this rot is the husband of Gary's aunt and her husband's son. We're not allowed to take this goddamned dog anywhere. We're not allowed to hurt it. And the son said "sorry about your dog, but Rambo was here first, it's his right to beat up any other dogs" and she's already been made to give away the first dog, a chocolate lab who's pretty tall. And the second dog was a pit bull. Both dogs are nice as hell, but they're big. the pit was tiny when this happened, she's only about a year now. She just had her first doggy period, that's how young she is. and McKenley is a fuckin tiny boston terrier who's 7 years old. with hardly any teeth and can't bark. How is McKenley supposed to survive two Rott atacks. He's a trooper, man, but as soon as i get money saved up from this job I'm getting, I'll get another one if I have to, we're moving out. don't care if we're movin back or stayin in Atlanta, but we're leaving.

I want to apologize for the misspellings and stuff. I'm crying, upset, pissed off, and I don't care about my grammatical errors or whatever.

District 9 is pimp. Although I cried a little. but we met the guy that works at the game stop here and he said it is the test for the Halo movie. Which I think it totally plausible after thinking about it.

I'm challenged. How am I supposed too bake chicken with no real seasonings! Any help?

LOOK at my userpic!

Is there a way, to anyone's knowledge, to key in your address and find out what businesses are near you? I'm trying to look for a job and only have a few mile limit I can go to. And I have no car to go out and actually find one actively.

The Llama Song

watch this.

i'm wondering if i got done dirty. gary's yahoo signed in even though i tried to keep it from doing so and a suspicious offline message showed up. talking about how they're over for good. used his real name so i know it's not role play. how he accused her of sleeping around and how she's ignoring him.

it kinda hurts and makes me wonder. if online relationships are present. and makes me debate with myself if they're even real and if i should bring it up.


(edit)I was right. I'm going to write him a note and go to bed. I don't care if he doesn't trust me after this. I was nosy(/edit)

Why is it that people feel confident enough to fuck with me and make fun of me when I'm five hours or more away? It makes them look extremely childish and immature when they do such things. Especially when they, or at least one of them, claimed to be so much more mature than I am, so much better than I am, and pushed me away. I hope someone on my friend's list on here happens to know the people I'm talking about and realizes how low they stooped just to make fun of me. I have made some personal choices that are bad and maybe I made them again, but I want them to know; I want you all to know if you've ever done something like this to me: my friends I've apparently chosen over you are not back stabbers like this. I can understand it from a couple of them since when I was kicked out, they wrote nasty things on what items they did give me and stole the rest. But the one it bothers me most from just so happens to have told me they wanted the best for me. But listen here, if I would have stayed you would have left me like always. I left you and you lost the most loyal friend you'll ever have. I used to think I would stop a bullet for you. And I would have. But who's to say the people you make fun of me with don't do this to you behind your back? Because they say so, because they'd never lie to pretty old you? You just need something awful to happen to you to bring you down to where you realize you need to stop taking what you have for granted and throwing the best opportunities out the window. You weren't good for me, no matter how much you said you were. You didn't really have the best wishes in mind for me otherwise those best wishes wouldn't have left you. I was there the first day you showed up, hanging out with someone who later made fun of you. I was there for you then. And I was there when you moved town and had no friends there. I wasted so much of my life trying to make you happy that I ignored the fact I needed sleep, that I was losing my job, that I wasn't happy in the slightest. I tried every day to make up for the wrongs I committed to you. And nothing I ever did was good enough. I had so much respect for you that I stayed away, that I didn't want to dampen your "perfect" little lifestyle with my "awful" one.

But if what you call perfect is having your own apartment and friends you can make fun of people with behind their backs, then that's fine. I want no part in it.
I'd rather have my loving boyfriend, my life here in Georgia, and my chance to do what I always wanted without having to worry if you're happy with me or if I'll lose you forever if I choose someone who's better than you.

Prototype. I am mad at you. You are a game with a chance to meet and exceed the creator's scores but yet have no acheivement for doing so.

For those of you who don't know, Prototype just so happens to have special events in the game which have five ratings for how good you do. Bronze, Silver, and Gold are the three main ones, but Platinum and Radical are also there. We have the guide. You get EPeen for every event gold and for every event platinum, but nothing for even any sort of radical acheivement. Why...

Okay. This is going to be a big update.

1.) I've moved to Atlanta, Georgia. Well currently I'm in Lawrenceville, Georgia, but I'm going to be getting an apartment in Atlanta next Wednesday.
2.) I have an awesome boyfriend. I would show you a picture, but I don't have one. He's really cute. His name is Gary. He's from Manchester, Tennessee, and I met him through my friend Mason. It's fantastic. I met him two weeks ago today and we started dating a week ago tomorrow. I know it's fast, but that's fine with both of us. Speaking of, I need to find a place to get on birth control. Hee Hee. He's about six two to six three, shoulder length black hair, snake bites, and extremely goth and extremely hot. Heh. It happens.

This is going to be great for me.
3.) I'm 22 now!!! Dating a 19 year old. :D I'm in <3.

Okay that turns out to not be that big of an update.

I read an entry that reminded me of a lot of things I'm going through right now.

About growing up. It's scary.

Those days are gone, boy, those days are gone. I'm searching for them and they're here. They're just as fantastic but they're not exactly the same. One shall always be comparing these days to those and never enjoying the result.

I love my friends. I love them so much. I would stop a bullet for them. It comes to a point where we question where we're going and have to figure out where we're heading.

I miss the days, I love the memories, I absolutely love the people.

I'm surprised I can still remember it all. Sigh.

1: I saw someone I know on Crime Stoppers on the news two nights ago. it was really crazy. made me feel weird. plus i finally figured out just what they did. and i thought they just punched a cop. lol.

2: i lost everyone's phone numbers. if I don't have it memorized, which is very unlikely, everyone should give me their numbers again. at least, whoever's numbers I had before. I'm not getting a new phone until Thursday, so. Eh. But I get to keep the old number. Yay.

Stormy

wow it just took me about ten minutes to figure out who someone was on here. i suck.