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To anyone reading this, welcome back to my life. Things have changed dramatically since last we met. I believe the last posting was still from BFE College Station, Texas. Okay, ladies and gents. Hold onto your butts...
I have since abandoned my life in the military and my future therewith. I have left the rugged Corps of Cadets after a thoroughly harrowing 2 year stint with insanity, and I have returned to the middle of freaking nowhere, Waco. I came home to take care of my mom, at least that's what I tell everyone so I don't have to tell them that I had a mental and complete nervous breakdown on the side of the road at the mere thought of returning to A&M. I started working 2 jobs, became an alcoholic and started on the worst possible road I could have: dating. Haha. Anyway, I met a guy who I later found to be a complete and total waste of oxygen but not altogether useless. We fell in love. We got pregnant. He moved on. To the girlfriend he never left in the first place who was merely living in another state at the time. Lovely, huh? Keep reading, it gets better. I found out about her when she decided to come to my house when I was two months pregnant to reveal her existence to me. Yay... Then, my son's father went to jail for the aggravated sexual assault of a 15 year old girl who was NOT the fifteen year old who came to my house! So here I was, 4 months pregnant, without a job because it was too far across town without reliable transportation (my transmission was going out), the electricity and water were off at my house because my mom had decided to stop paying the bills after she quit her job of 11 years, and my son's father had the audacity to ask me to give him his girlfriend's parent's address so he could write to them! There was a LOT of drama that happened after that, but I don't really feel like getting back into it. It's safer for him if I forget most of what he has done. Condense, condense, condense. I had the baby, he got married to the girlfriend before the baby was 6 weeks old (on a day when he was supposed to be watching him, no less), we moved on. I found a replacement who then proceeded to use me for the next year like a parasite. I will also skip over the shortcomings and failings of this loser to move onto better things. MY SON IS AWESOME!! He is hands down the coolest little person I have every met and I am single-handedly responsible for the shaping of his life. That is both a major downer (What if I screw up?) and a major high (I finally get to make a human being a good person instead of trying to change the wrongs of their upbringing!) I would love to write more, but my fingers are cramping and I'm sure that I won't be a stranger anymore...
PS OBAMA KICKS ASS!!!! Suck it, McCain fans!!Current Mood:  accomplished Current Music: the presidential theme |
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Nov. 28th, 2005 @ 03:04 pm
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Word. Check it out. I didn't get into UT. I'm trying to drop my contract, but A&M isn't talking to me. I'm working 2 jobs (about 14 hours a day) and I'm still not getting the bills paid because my mother won't tell me what bills need to be paid. I have no phone, our gas is in danger, I haven't paid my speeding ticket or started the defensive driving class in lieu of payment, and I'm fucking tired. Oh, did I mention that the only person left in the world who understands me is dying? Yeah. The doctor's gave him less than a year to live. How fucking lovely is that?Current Mood:  I just want to sleep Current Music: Josh Groban - "come what may" |
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Oct. 4th, 2005 @ 11:28 am
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Ladies and Gentlemen:
Please take a moment of silence to think about Precious Unique Smith, my niece. She died September 15, three days before her first birthday. She had cerebral palsy and she fought the complications, including infections and complete renal failure, until her mother couldn't stand to watch her suffer anymore. At 7 pm on the night of the 15th, my sister Sheena had to allow some total stranger to kill her own daughter. Pray for her...Current Music: a moment of silence |
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Oh, the suspense is killing me, but at least I have a backup plan for everything just in case one small part of the big picture doesn't pan out. I'm so tired all the time, but I stil find energy to go play kickball with a random family and get smacked on my ass repeatedly by a presumptuous 3 year old named Poot. Ah, only in Texas. *sigh* Anyway, I still haven't gotten my car fixed, Bill's in jail, Keiran is due the day after tomorrow, and I'm single. That just about covers it. I hate men. Well, most of them. The ones that I don't hate are really only in my life because I can't get rid of them (they're family) or they serve a higher purpose (intellectual conversation or mere sex). I need to expand my horizons some more. I'm starting to feel trapped by my scope of limitations. Gotta get out and see the world. Sleep with someone of every race. Now THAT'S a life goal. haha Anyway, I'm thinking of going back to Dr. Puempel and getting some more suppressants, but I don't know how that'd work with my birth control. The last thing I need is to have some unheard-of reaction and die while everyone tried to figure out what was wrong with me in the first place. I wonder would t.u. admit me for dying, like an honorary admission...?Current Mood: busy is the story of my life Current Music: David Hasselhoff's Thong - "listen to your heart" |
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