Well, my tags expire soon (June 21st, my birthday) and I don’t have insurance and I need to renew my tags. I’ve got to get insurance soon so I can do so otherwise, my car will be a very large, paperweight. I was able to get a few hours of sleep today. I wasn’t really tired. The whitetrash brigade stood outside in front of my apartment talking to my mother and her boyfriend as they grilling. I don’t know why they come around knowing I hate them. I also think, in good taste, that my mother and her boyfriend shouldn’t speak to them either. I think it’s a conflict of interest. I’m usually not like this but as close as my mother and I are, I figured it was appropriate.
Anyway my father tells me to find the cheapest I can and he’ll pay for it. After I search all over, I find one for $200 down. I tell him, he calls me a liar in so many words. I go to the website he used to get insurance, they redirect me to the EXACT SAME WEBSITE I WENT TO. They still don’t believe me. My sister calls, she does it for me. I get mad because they don’t take my word for it. I’m under 25, so my insurance is higher and I have a DUI. So, in my opinion, my insurance would be higher than theirs, right? Of course not, I’m the one who’s always wrong. I can’t stand anyone in my family. My dad, sister, bro-in-law, my dads entire family. They all suck!!!!!
I’m so irritated right now! They’re always talking shit because I’m 22 and I don’t have a job ALTHOUGH I’m doing things like getting an education like my Dad has always told me to do, BUT it’s not enough. It’ll never be enough, he despises everything about me. My lifestyle, my clothing, my ears, my sense of happiness. I could go the rest of my life without seeing them. I may end up doing this when I get to Florida. I’m sure my mother will fill in the blanks they may have about me so all in all, they’ll still know what’s going on with me and I will them. The only thing is, I won’t have to directly talk to them. I do want them to just be happy with what I’m doing and who I am but I can’t make them. It hurts, no matter how much I say I don’t care. The reality is, I’m human and I’m not perfect. I shouldn’t expect anyone to like me for any reason because we’re all human. Opinions happen… so does life…
Maybe I’ll see what I can do about getting a video of her doing this today. I’ll have to see if any of the pet shops have pinky mice. There’s only one place in town that I know of that would have them. We shall see.
I had a better one until I reformatted my computer and forgot to upload it anywhere or save it onto a DVD or something. I’ll make another one soon I suppose.
Ok, this is getting pretty old. The eczema on my hands is getting out of control. No matter what I use, it wakes me up itching and burning. It’s pretty much impossible for me to get a good night sleep. My hands hurt and burn so bad at the moment. I have the worse hands of anyone I know. Except for Charlotte, she has horrible ungodly eczema. Her hands are usually cracked and bleeding. I’m thankful that my hands aren’t that bad but they’re bad enough. I can’t handle this constant itching and burning. My thighs are always itching too. Basically, my whole body is always itching. It says a person should try not to bath themselves but how the hell does one do that? I could understand if you were married or had a significant other, but that I do not have. It’s driving me up the wall! I have Dyshidrosis, a less common type of eczema. I’ve mentioned it before. It’s irritating!
So, I’ve been doing some exercising. I need to cut back on how much I eat. I think I’m eating more than I used to because I’m bored. From now on, no more eating snacks and all. I’ve got to take off some of this weight and get into better shape. It’s so hard to get determined to do something like this. From now on, less intake, more output. I’m going to work when I wake up, while I’m bored instead of eating and any other time I feel like doing anything detrimental to my weight loss.
Well, I think I’m going to try this sleep thing again. Something’s gotta give soon. I think I may go ahead and go to emergency room to see if they give me something for my hands. The hardest part is wondering what they’re going to say about my scars and cuttings on my arms. It some cases, they may assume I’m a harm to myself. What they don’t know is that it’s not about hurting myself, I definately don’t cut to get by in my day to day life. I do get depressed, I’m human… Who doesn’t? Don’t think I cut because of it though, that’s a definate no. I see MTV is trying to start showing more videos. One thing I do like though, is the Movie Awards on MTV.
I guess enough people complained over the years! I can’t tell you when I actually watched MTV for videos. I usually watch it for the reality shows which seem to be the same over and over and over. I think TRL ruined the videos on MTV. I hated how they showed 2 minutes of a video, if that long. It never made any sense. I want to hear the entire song, but like I said, MTV isn’t really the channel I prefer. I would rather watch MTV2 or Fuse. Vh1 has been obsolete for some time now. I don’t know what happened there. Maybe it’s because there’s no more Insomniac Music Theatre. When they actually showed awesome videos.
Enough ranting on about something that has no room to be talked about. I guess that’s what this blog is all about! I get to ramble on about whatever the hell I want.
Just thought I would share before I sleep:
This is where I’ll be so heavenly,
so come and dance with me Michael
So sexy, I’m sexy,
so come and dance with me Michael
I’m all that you see, you wanna see,
so come and dance with me Michael
So close now, so close now,
so come and dance with me, so come and dance with me, so come and dance
with meMichael,
you’re the boy with all the leather hips,
sticky hair, sticky hips,
stubble on my sticky lipsMichael,
you’re the only one I’d ever want
only one I’d ever want
only one I’d ever want
Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor
I really love this song. I know there’s different ways they sing it live. Most of the time, it’s the only way they sing it. I seen them in 2006 and when they said, “Come and dance with me” it’s “Come all over me” and when they sing, “stubble on my sticky lips” it’s “stubble on my sticky hips” – It’s a pretty obvious homo song. I love Franz Ferdinand. I’m watching Knocked Up right now. It’s pretty funny. I’m not even a big fan of comedy but lately, it’s been nice to laugh.
