Joe said it the other night. The fact that I left and came back...and everything went back to the way that it was before. Nothing has changed...it's perfect and I love him more than I ever have. I never knew what it was like to look at someone and know that you loved them more than you did yesterday. It's crazy how it happened. We've had some times that I honestly would never trade for the world. I look at him and my heart truly smiles. He gets me and that is more than I can ever ask for. How is it that I can be so damn lucky?
Tomorrow I absolutely have to get the motivation to do all the things that I need to. I SWEAR that I'm going to. Things are going to get done around here:
1. Clean bathroom
2. Clean our room
3. Clean downstairs
4. VACCUUM (ha! I don't know how to spell it)
5. Take my girl for a walk
6. Call mom at some point
7. Get a newspaper and start applying all over again
8. I've got nothing...
Okay. That's my to-do list. It's gonna get done it is. Meh. I probably should go take a shower and settle down for the evening. *smiles* Good night and whatnot. Talk to ya'll later.
~ jenny ~
Thursday, June 22, 2006
I have been slacking BIG time...
...and for that, I apologize. I suck at life...I know. How long was I in Texas for? Um...not quite a month. I left on the 30th of May and I got back on Tuesday (June 20th). I wouldn't be up so early this morning if Symmie hadn't called me...but oh well. I got plenty of sleep last night. It was glorious. To start off, I will fill you in on the last couple of days...and then, I will go back and recap a couple of things that happened in Texas.
I left Texas on Monday night at 6:30 pm with Symmie, Symmie's mom (aka D), Drax, two dogs, and a friggin' snake. I forgot my fish that my mom bought me (which makes me a little sad) but now that I think about it...where the hell would I have put that thing? Phoenix (the car) was very much cramped. Symmie is moving back up to Idaho so we had the majority of their stuff crammed in everywhere it could fit. Awkward, yet fun at the same time. We were in San Antonio when we got a flat tire...yikes. All I have to say is thank God for the ghetto car jack *laughs*, Andrew and the two old guys that stopped to help. Joe had no idea that I was coming home (well, at least I didn't tell him). He thought I would be coming home within the next couple weeks...so I was bursting with this secret. I wanted to tell him SO bad...it's incredible. Anywho, we were on the road again...no mishaps a long the way. We reached HOME at 6:20 pm and I ran inside to surprise my Joe. The look on his face when I walked through the door was priceless. He was speechless for a few seconds and then, there was much rejoicing. Oy. Andrew was the only one who knew I was coming home and it was so hard to scheme behind Joe's back because that boy sure knows how to ruin Christmas. Or maybe, Andrew and I have to learn how to be better schemers. I said goodbye to Symmie, D, and Drax and they were off. And I kept repeating that "I'm home!" You have no idea how happy and excited I was to be back. My heart is still smiling. So...I've pretty much fallen back into the old routine. I have some cleaning to do this morning and then, job searching...but it feels so good to be back. I'M HOME!
Now...the hard part. Describing the things in Texas. To put it bluntly, there is an overwhelming number of stupid people in Canyon Lake. It's amazing that they still have an ability to function as a community. I encountered hateful, spiteful, rude, and unwelcoming people more than once and more often than I ever have in my life. It was pretty sad. My brother, Andrew was a complete jackass to me the entire time I was down there. He became the "baby" when I went to live in Colorado so I guess he felt threatened by my return. So, he treated me very unkindly and hardly even directed conversation at me. Instead, he would direct comments/questions about me to other people when I was standing there...it was kinda like I was invisible. His group of friends were pretty retarded...apparently, they are part of the "IT" crowd and I was invited to be part of it too. But I guess the price that you have to pay when you're a girl in this group is to be passed around so every guy can have a go with you. Great, huh? I guess they have nothing better to do than to pass around STDs. *shakes head* I've never been so insulted in my life. It was almost comical how the guys knew that I was already taken, yet they tried to convince me that "he'll never know" and that I could still sleep with them and they'd keep my secret. I guess they didn't realize that if I chose to sleep with them, even if Joe would never know, *I* would. And I couldn't live with that. I felt incredibly awkward around everyone in that group... I mean, they would drink and smoke pot and me? Ha. The "good" girl never drinks... so I would be sitting in the corner with a nonalcholic beverage and praying that I wouldn't be noticed. Talk about GOOD times...no, not really. Eventually, I stopped hanging out with them and avoided them at all costs...it was altogether pointless being around people who I hated anyways.
I found that even though they said that they were excited to have me down there, they weren't so much. Which kind of sucked. My mom and I spent some time together and I found that she's a great person. She is pretty much the glue that holds everyone and the world together. She left last Wednesday to visit my sister in Washington, and things went to crap almost instantly. But she's a good pretender...there are several lessons that I learned from her down there that I will never be able to forget or really talk about. My "stepdad" is a complete redneck and I don't care too much for him. He goes back on his word a lot...and I mean A LOT. I was able to witness how much he treats my mother like dirt, how much he doesn't really like any of my brothers, and how quickly he will turn on someone. I'm used to it...so it didn't really bug me nearly as much as it probably would have a long time ago. I didn't get to see much of Josh because he was only there for a couple of days before having to report back to his post. But he's decent (and that's saying a lot), even though he can be an ass at times and he treats Symmie and Drax like they don't matter. Lori is a whole rant and I don't want to get into it. Jared and Symmie are the two most real people in my family. They are straightforward and honest and exactly what I needed. If it weren't for them, or at least Symmie, I don't know what I would've done...
I went to Texas in search of some answers to my past. I found some of them...the others are probably never going to get answered...and you know what? That's okay. My trip didn't necessarily go the way that I had "planned" but I'm okay with that. I am back to where I belong. I belong with Joe. This is where I'm the happiest and my heart smiles the most. I'm a little disapointed with how things turned out...but that's the way things are and there is no changing them. At least I can't wonder "what if" anymore. And I can honestly thank God that I wasn't raised there...I just might have ended up like several people I met...and I'm perfectly happy with the person I am today. So yeah.
Alright. I think that's it. It's so good to be home. To be absolutely certain that the people I am surrounded by love me, amusing and annoying quirks and all. It's an incredible feeling. Believe me.
I'm out. Talk to ya'll later. Bye.
~ jenny ~
I left Texas on Monday night at 6:30 pm with Symmie, Symmie's mom (aka D), Drax, two dogs, and a friggin' snake. I forgot my fish that my mom bought me (which makes me a little sad) but now that I think about it...where the hell would I have put that thing? Phoenix (the car) was very much cramped. Symmie is moving back up to Idaho so we had the majority of their stuff crammed in everywhere it could fit. Awkward, yet fun at the same time. We were in San Antonio when we got a flat tire...yikes. All I have to say is thank God for the ghetto car jack *laughs*, Andrew and the two old guys that stopped to help. Joe had no idea that I was coming home (well, at least I didn't tell him). He thought I would be coming home within the next couple weeks...so I was bursting with this secret. I wanted to tell him SO bad...it's incredible. Anywho, we were on the road again...no mishaps a long the way. We reached HOME at 6:20 pm and I ran inside to surprise my Joe. The look on his face when I walked through the door was priceless. He was speechless for a few seconds and then, there was much rejoicing. Oy. Andrew was the only one who knew I was coming home and it was so hard to scheme behind Joe's back because that boy sure knows how to ruin Christmas. Or maybe, Andrew and I have to learn how to be better schemers. I said goodbye to Symmie, D, and Drax and they were off. And I kept repeating that "I'm home!" You have no idea how happy and excited I was to be back. My heart is still smiling. So...I've pretty much fallen back into the old routine. I have some cleaning to do this morning and then, job searching...but it feels so good to be back. I'M HOME!
Now...the hard part. Describing the things in Texas. To put it bluntly, there is an overwhelming number of stupid people in Canyon Lake. It's amazing that they still have an ability to function as a community. I encountered hateful, spiteful, rude, and unwelcoming people more than once and more often than I ever have in my life. It was pretty sad. My brother, Andrew was a complete jackass to me the entire time I was down there. He became the "baby" when I went to live in Colorado so I guess he felt threatened by my return. So, he treated me very unkindly and hardly even directed conversation at me. Instead, he would direct comments/questions about me to other people when I was standing there...it was kinda like I was invisible. His group of friends were pretty retarded...apparently, they are part of the "IT" crowd and I was invited to be part of it too. But I guess the price that you have to pay when you're a girl in this group is to be passed around so every guy can have a go with you. Great, huh? I guess they have nothing better to do than to pass around STDs. *shakes head* I've never been so insulted in my life. It was almost comical how the guys knew that I was already taken, yet they tried to convince me that "he'll never know" and that I could still sleep with them and they'd keep my secret. I guess they didn't realize that if I chose to sleep with them, even if Joe would never know, *I* would. And I couldn't live with that. I felt incredibly awkward around everyone in that group... I mean, they would drink and smoke pot and me? Ha. The "good" girl never drinks... so I would be sitting in the corner with a nonalcholic beverage and praying that I wouldn't be noticed. Talk about GOOD times...no, not really. Eventually, I stopped hanging out with them and avoided them at all costs...it was altogether pointless being around people who I hated anyways.
I found that even though they said that they were excited to have me down there, they weren't so much. Which kind of sucked. My mom and I spent some time together and I found that she's a great person. She is pretty much the glue that holds everyone and the world together. She left last Wednesday to visit my sister in Washington, and things went to crap almost instantly. But she's a good pretender...there are several lessons that I learned from her down there that I will never be able to forget or really talk about. My "stepdad" is a complete redneck and I don't care too much for him. He goes back on his word a lot...and I mean A LOT. I was able to witness how much he treats my mother like dirt, how much he doesn't really like any of my brothers, and how quickly he will turn on someone. I'm used to it...so it didn't really bug me nearly as much as it probably would have a long time ago. I didn't get to see much of Josh because he was only there for a couple of days before having to report back to his post. But he's decent (and that's saying a lot), even though he can be an ass at times and he treats Symmie and Drax like they don't matter. Lori is a whole rant and I don't want to get into it. Jared and Symmie are the two most real people in my family. They are straightforward and honest and exactly what I needed. If it weren't for them, or at least Symmie, I don't know what I would've done...
I went to Texas in search of some answers to my past. I found some of them...the others are probably never going to get answered...and you know what? That's okay. My trip didn't necessarily go the way that I had "planned" but I'm okay with that. I am back to where I belong. I belong with Joe. This is where I'm the happiest and my heart smiles the most. I'm a little disapointed with how things turned out...but that's the way things are and there is no changing them. At least I can't wonder "what if" anymore. And I can honestly thank God that I wasn't raised there...I just might have ended up like several people I met...and I'm perfectly happy with the person I am today. So yeah.
Alright. I think that's it. It's so good to be home. To be absolutely certain that the people I am surrounded by love me, amusing and annoying quirks and all. It's an incredible feeling. Believe me.
I'm out. Talk to ya'll later. Bye.
~ jenny ~
Pictures!
This is Lily. Technically, she belongs to Joe...but she loves me more. Ha. I figured if I had a picture of Bo on this page...to be fair, I better put Lily on here too. Only, I couldn't find a different one...and she wouldn't stand still for me to take another. So, this is Lily undercover.
This is how the "rednecks" do it in Texas! We were having a water fight in the backyard with our other nephew, Austin (his picture will be here in a couple days) and Drax wanted in on the action. He LOVES water. He saw the bucket full of water and climbed in. It was his way of telling his mommy and daddy that he wanted a REAL swimming pool...which he got several days later. 
Hear no evil...Drax was chilling in the backseat of the car on the way to New Braunfels and when I looked back, this was what he was doing. Crazy kid. Cute, though. Very cute.
My baby boy, Bo. I know he's randomly in the middle of the pictures of Drax...that's just the way it happened. I can't wait to get this puppy back home! I miss him and yes, he is way cooler than he looks. 
And Drax...sleeping after a long adventure of shopping. This kid was the source of my entertainment in Texas...I followed him constantly with a camera or my cell phone video...what can I say? I'm a proud aunt. He's honestly one of my favorite kids in the world...and his parents aren't so shabby themselves.Thursday, June 01, 2006
Mi Familia
So...my family. Where to start? They are some crazy people... but it's a good crazy, I guess. Nothing like I'm used to. Symmie is amazing and I love being around her. We're going to watch Brokeback Mountain in a couple minutes...hahaha yeah. My mom is absolutely incredible... I went to visit her at work today and she was introducing me to everyone that was possible. My brother, Josh and his wife, Lori are pretty cool...Josh leaves in a couple of days. My neices, Kerrighan and Morraghan are cute. Morraghan is a lot like me in so many ways... it's terrifying. Yikes, a little Jenny running around... Andrew is going to take a little work to get to know... And Drax, oh my gosh! I love this kid! I already want to keep him... but Symmie won't let me (neither will Joe). I have a couple of videos that I took of him on my cell phone that I'm going to try to post on here later tonight. He's a cutie and I absolutely adore him.
I get to see Austin soon ! YAY!
The cat, Normal hates me. I've been stealing some of her kittens to hold every now and then...and she doesn't appreciate it. I plan on not touching them anymore...until they're a little bit older. Joe says that I can keep one and bring it home... I'm just going to have a hard time deciding which one.
Alright, the movie (and Symmie) calls. I'll update the videos later. Bye ya'll.
~ jenny ~
I get to see Austin soon ! YAY!
The cat, Normal hates me. I've been stealing some of her kittens to hold every now and then...and she doesn't appreciate it. I plan on not touching them anymore...until they're a little bit older. Joe says that I can keep one and bring it home... I'm just going to have a hard time deciding which one.
Alright, the movie (and Symmie) calls. I'll update the videos later. Bye ya'll.
~ jenny ~
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Leaving On A Greyhound Bus....
Well... today is the day. My bus leaves at 5:00 pm for Texas. I would be lying if I said that I wasn't scared out of my mind. Who wouldn't be? So many "what if's" are running through my head:
What if they don't like me?
What if they don't want me to stay?
What if they think they wasted money on the bus ticket?
What if...
I'm going to stop. I'm not going to think negatively anymore. It's no use. They love me and they want me there.
So, I said goodbye to my Joe this morning. *applauds* WE DIDN'T CRY!!! This visit is only for a month and I'm coming back. It's not like it's permanent. He isn't THAT lucky to get rid of me. He's pretty much stuck with me for a long while.
*sigh* I need to pack. Goo! I don't want to. I HATE PACKING. It sucks. But hey, tomorrow afternoon....guess where I'll be? TEXAS. And I can't pretend that I'm not happy about that...I'm very much excited. *happy dancing occurs now*
I better go. I'll update while I'm in Texas. I'll let you all know what's going on.
Take care and whatnot.
- jenny -
What if they don't like me?
What if they don't want me to stay?
What if they think they wasted money on the bus ticket?
What if...
I'm going to stop. I'm not going to think negatively anymore. It's no use. They love me and they want me there.
So, I said goodbye to my Joe this morning. *applauds* WE DIDN'T CRY!!! This visit is only for a month and I'm coming back. It's not like it's permanent. He isn't THAT lucky to get rid of me. He's pretty much stuck with me for a long while.
*sigh* I need to pack. Goo! I don't want to. I HATE PACKING. It sucks. But hey, tomorrow afternoon....guess where I'll be? TEXAS. And I can't pretend that I'm not happy about that...I'm very much excited. *happy dancing occurs now*
I better go. I'll update while I'm in Texas. I'll let you all know what's going on.
Take care and whatnot.
- jenny -
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
I'm Grumpy...
Ever have one of those mornings where you just wake up in a bad mood. It doesn't happen to me that often...but I'm kinda fighting off the bad mood goobers. *SCREAMS*
~ jenny ~
~ jenny ~
I'm Grumpy...
Ever have one of those mornings where you just wake up in a bad mood. It doesn't happen to me that often...but I'm kinda fighting off the bad mood goobers. *SCREAMS*
~ jenny ~
~ jenny ~
Sunday, May 14, 2006
Total Difference
Today was very much uneventful...slow day...very slow. Pretty pointless, actually.
I'm more at peace with going to Texas. Joe and I've talked...I feel so much better about everything now. So...yeah. I'm just nervous about going...but I know that it's going to be a good thing. Yeah. So...I'm gonna go now. I'll talk to ya'll later. Have a great night.
~ jenny ~
I'm more at peace with going to Texas. Joe and I've talked...I feel so much better about everything now. So...yeah. I'm just nervous about going...but I know that it's going to be a good thing. Yeah. So...I'm gonna go now. I'll talk to ya'll later. Have a great night.
~ jenny ~
Friday, May 12, 2006
Joe...
Ask me to stay
tell me that I'm what you need
hold me back, I'm begging you.
You tell me
what you think I need to hear
never dreaming that all your words
are cutting me deeper.
Don't open the door
to push me through
I have no where, no one else to run to
hold me back, I'm begging you.
All that I want
is to know of your love
to know I'm the only one you think about
your words weigh more than you realize.
I'm close to walking
just to see if you'll follow
just so I know you'll hold me back
and that I don't have to beg you.
~ jenny ~
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
wow...
So...I'm sitting at Joe's. I just got off the phone with my awesome sister-in-law, Symmie. I can't wait to go to Texas and meet everyone. I get this big goofy grin on my face everytime I think about it. *smiles all big* I feel like I missed out on a lot of things...but that doesn't mean that I can't catch up, right? I just want to connect with them.
My paycheck still hasn't come yet and I'm hungry. I need food. I need to pay a stupid vet bill for Bo. Since Phillip screwed me over with that. Yeah, he bought weed with my $110. That's a whole hell of a lot of weed...at least, I think it is...I really don't know for sure. Oh god, I could've kicked the crap out of him when I found that out. But hey, if he needed pot that bad...I just won't talk to him anymore. Simple as that. It just sucks because now I have to come up with an additional $110. Where am I going to get that if my stupid paycheck doesn't come? Meh. I'll deal...I've scraped before...I'll do it again.
I don't really have all that much to say. I'm getting upset with the stupid internet. It sucks and it's slow. Hey, it's raining. Sweet! I should go find some food. I guess I'll update later. Talks later. Bye all.
~ jenny ~
My paycheck still hasn't come yet and I'm hungry. I need food. I need to pay a stupid vet bill for Bo. Since Phillip screwed me over with that. Yeah, he bought weed with my $110. That's a whole hell of a lot of weed...at least, I think it is...I really don't know for sure. Oh god, I could've kicked the crap out of him when I found that out. But hey, if he needed pot that bad...I just won't talk to him anymore. Simple as that. It just sucks because now I have to come up with an additional $110. Where am I going to get that if my stupid paycheck doesn't come? Meh. I'll deal...I've scraped before...I'll do it again.
I don't really have all that much to say. I'm getting upset with the stupid internet. It sucks and it's slow. Hey, it's raining. Sweet! I should go find some food. I guess I'll update later. Talks later. Bye all.
~ jenny ~
Sunday, May 07, 2006
The Update of Jenny
I pretty much thought I would give up on this journal because...1) who really reads this thing? 2) if I really want the world to know what's going on in my life...I'll advertise it in some other way and 3) if I want my closest people to know what's going on in my life...then I'll tell them some other way other than via internet. But...I have a lot of thoughts...so I figured I'd type them all out as if the keyboard is my life and I'm able to beat the hell out of it. Nice, eh? Ha. Anyhow, I moved out of Andrew and Amy's back in March. It was the day after we got home from Arizona. I talked to my bio dad and stepmother and they wanted me to move in with them. So, I packed all my things (once again) and I left. Sadly, I haven't talked to Andrew and Amy since...things got a little hectic. What else? I guess I could go off on how much I really do hate my living situation right now.
My dad sucks. I find it hilarious how I haven't lived with him since being eight, and he automatically picks up where he left off. Um, yeah...I think we all know that I'm not a little girl anymore. It's ridiculous. About a week of living there, I got a job at Fat Albert's. Yippy friggin' skippy. I was a hostess and I guess it wasn't THAT bad...people sucked. And after seeing the kitchen, I will never, ever, under any circumstances, EVER eat at that restaurant again. Yeah, ugly place.
I also have a puppy now. AMAZING dog, let me tell you. I think he's a golden retriever, rottie, and chow mix. He's going on six months this month...and growing like a weed. His potty training is coming along...slowly, but surely. At least he's better than Dash was. *laughs at the memory* But he's cute and very energectic and keeps me busy. I also have another addition, her name is Lily and she's the same age as Bo. She's half pit and half heeler. Cute as a bug's ear, let me tell you what. But she comes in a little later in the story.
So...I found a place where I could live for $300 a month. I was going to live with an older lady who needed a roomate. However, circumstances did not allow it (my mother and bio father). Big surprise, eh? Anyways, I'm over being angry about that. So, I was stuck living with my dad still. It's not that I don't love my dad, don't get me wrong. But it's just the fact that I'm 19, and I'm mentally and emotionally more mature than he is. Which is very sad. He puts people on guilt trips and then, he projects his bad moods on other people. It's ridiculous. Yep. RIDICULOUS. And my stepmom just wants company, but I can't be around her all that much because I want to be around people who are more my age and more able to do active things. I do not like to go out to eat all the time. I do not like to clean a house that isn't my house to clean. You're talking to the girl who absolutely LOVES to clean...but honestly, that's pretty much all I'm used for there. That's all I've done when I'm home. I'm sick of doing that. And they don't have any dishware whatsoever. So, I pretty much have nothing to eat at that house. There's no food...so I eat probably about once a day if I'm lucky. But that's okay...I've had it a lot worse before...I'm tough and I'm handling things pretty well. Things could be worse...I could be somewhere else. But anyways...living with them sucks...and now I'm hardly home. It's also difficult because of Bo. The only reason I come home is because of Bo...but even then, Bo and I will leave ASAP. It's really sad when you can't stand being around the people who "care" about you. That's another thing, I hate having to call in and tell them that I'm not coming home or tell them who I'm with or tell them what I'm doing. There's really no point in doing that...really. Think about it: WHY do they want to know? It's not like I'm ever really included in their plans. They go out to eat all the damn time and leave me to fend for myself...so why should I tell them that I'm still alive?
Anyhow, I'm working at Lock/line now. It's been pretty good. I just got done with my two weeks of training and I'm be starting full time junk tomorrow. My first day off is on Wednesday. I'm also dating a coworker. Yikes, who could have seen that one coming? It was totally unexpected. I met Joe two weeks ago and we hit it off pretty well. If you heard him tell the story, I was giving him "the eye", which I wasn't. Honestly. *smiles* But we started talking, found out that we both had puppies around the same age, I got his number, and made plans for the weekend for a playdate for the kids. Yeah, I ended up calling him that night because I was lonely and I needed someone to hang out with. So, we met up at Glenmere and the puppies absolutely LOVED each other. Then, Thursday night, Joe and I watched a movie and talked and such. And Friday, we started "dating". So, it was totally unexpected, but it's good. He really is a good guy and I trust him. A lot. He makes me happy. So, we've been hanging out and our dogs continue to play...we've pretty much combined our ownership of those stinkin' dogs. They are a pain when they're together, seriously. It's cute to watch them play for about the first five minutes and then, it gets old, very fast.
Funny true story: Lily peed on Joe. Yeah, it was pretty comical, not gonna lie. Ask about it sometime.
Um...let's see. What else? Troy and Mike met Joe yesterday. That was fun. Not much to say there...they pretty much already know what happened and there's no point in retelling the story when they already know it.
Joe is pretty much my hero. He keeps me busy so I don't have to go home. And if I'm not with Joe, I escape to the skatepark...or go for very long walks...or hide in my closet and read. Yeah, I know "yippy friggin' skippy"...but when you have parents like mine...you'd hide in the closet too.
So, the other night...Joe took me to Hunan's for dinner. *sigh* Chinese food, yum. Anyways, the waitress was totally eyeing my man! Oh geez, that did not set well with me, that did not set well at all. Joe thought it was hilarious how I sat there glaring at the chick and was very testy with her. But seriously, who honestly has the nerve to hit on someone else's date? WHO DOES THAT?! Goo. I am not a jealous person...I'm not. I just don't like to share my boy with anyone...but I know that I don't have to...so I'm good.
And I talked to my bio mom the other night. Wow. Shocker of the week. It adds a lot of confusion and more hurt to my life...but I think it might work out. I know that she still thought of me...and I can't even begin to describe how much better I feel knowing that. There's still a lot of questions I have, but we'll get to those at some point.
Um...I can't think of anything else. I think the only thing that makes me miserable is home and the thought of it. But other than that, I'm fine. I'm happy. Things are looking up. I have a job, I'll have money, I have the two most beautiful dogs with the most amazing guy, I have awesome friends (even though I don't really see them ever, I still think about them all the time) I'm lucky. With the beginning of the year having such a crappy start...everything has begun to work out. I'll have a cheap car soon *crosses fingers* and I'll be able to go places. Yippy Skippy.
Anyways, I better run. I will update this a lot more. I promise. Alright, take care and have a great Sunday. I'm out.
~ jenny ~
My dad sucks. I find it hilarious how I haven't lived with him since being eight, and he automatically picks up where he left off. Um, yeah...I think we all know that I'm not a little girl anymore. It's ridiculous. About a week of living there, I got a job at Fat Albert's. Yippy friggin' skippy. I was a hostess and I guess it wasn't THAT bad...people sucked. And after seeing the kitchen, I will never, ever, under any circumstances, EVER eat at that restaurant again. Yeah, ugly place.
I also have a puppy now. AMAZING dog, let me tell you. I think he's a golden retriever, rottie, and chow mix. He's going on six months this month...and growing like a weed. His potty training is coming along...slowly, but surely. At least he's better than Dash was. *laughs at the memory* But he's cute and very energectic and keeps me busy. I also have another addition, her name is Lily and she's the same age as Bo. She's half pit and half heeler. Cute as a bug's ear, let me tell you what. But she comes in a little later in the story.
So...I found a place where I could live for $300 a month. I was going to live with an older lady who needed a roomate. However, circumstances did not allow it (my mother and bio father). Big surprise, eh? Anyways, I'm over being angry about that. So, I was stuck living with my dad still. It's not that I don't love my dad, don't get me wrong. But it's just the fact that I'm 19, and I'm mentally and emotionally more mature than he is. Which is very sad. He puts people on guilt trips and then, he projects his bad moods on other people. It's ridiculous. Yep. RIDICULOUS. And my stepmom just wants company, but I can't be around her all that much because I want to be around people who are more my age and more able to do active things. I do not like to go out to eat all the time. I do not like to clean a house that isn't my house to clean. You're talking to the girl who absolutely LOVES to clean...but honestly, that's pretty much all I'm used for there. That's all I've done when I'm home. I'm sick of doing that. And they don't have any dishware whatsoever. So, I pretty much have nothing to eat at that house. There's no food...so I eat probably about once a day if I'm lucky. But that's okay...I've had it a lot worse before...I'm tough and I'm handling things pretty well. Things could be worse...I could be somewhere else. But anyways...living with them sucks...and now I'm hardly home. It's also difficult because of Bo. The only reason I come home is because of Bo...but even then, Bo and I will leave ASAP. It's really sad when you can't stand being around the people who "care" about you. That's another thing, I hate having to call in and tell them that I'm not coming home or tell them who I'm with or tell them what I'm doing. There's really no point in doing that...really. Think about it: WHY do they want to know? It's not like I'm ever really included in their plans. They go out to eat all the damn time and leave me to fend for myself...so why should I tell them that I'm still alive?
Anyhow, I'm working at Lock/line now. It's been pretty good. I just got done with my two weeks of training and I'm be starting full time junk tomorrow. My first day off is on Wednesday. I'm also dating a coworker. Yikes, who could have seen that one coming? It was totally unexpected. I met Joe two weeks ago and we hit it off pretty well. If you heard him tell the story, I was giving him "the eye", which I wasn't. Honestly. *smiles* But we started talking, found out that we both had puppies around the same age, I got his number, and made plans for the weekend for a playdate for the kids. Yeah, I ended up calling him that night because I was lonely and I needed someone to hang out with. So, we met up at Glenmere and the puppies absolutely LOVED each other. Then, Thursday night, Joe and I watched a movie and talked and such. And Friday, we started "dating". So, it was totally unexpected, but it's good. He really is a good guy and I trust him. A lot. He makes me happy. So, we've been hanging out and our dogs continue to play...we've pretty much combined our ownership of those stinkin' dogs. They are a pain when they're together, seriously. It's cute to watch them play for about the first five minutes and then, it gets old, very fast.
Funny true story: Lily peed on Joe. Yeah, it was pretty comical, not gonna lie. Ask about it sometime.
Um...let's see. What else? Troy and Mike met Joe yesterday. That was fun. Not much to say there...they pretty much already know what happened and there's no point in retelling the story when they already know it.
Joe is pretty much my hero. He keeps me busy so I don't have to go home. And if I'm not with Joe, I escape to the skatepark...or go for very long walks...or hide in my closet and read. Yeah, I know "yippy friggin' skippy"...but when you have parents like mine...you'd hide in the closet too.
So, the other night...Joe took me to Hunan's for dinner. *sigh* Chinese food, yum. Anyways, the waitress was totally eyeing my man! Oh geez, that did not set well with me, that did not set well at all. Joe thought it was hilarious how I sat there glaring at the chick and was very testy with her. But seriously, who honestly has the nerve to hit on someone else's date? WHO DOES THAT?! Goo. I am not a jealous person...I'm not. I just don't like to share my boy with anyone...but I know that I don't have to...so I'm good.
And I talked to my bio mom the other night. Wow. Shocker of the week. It adds a lot of confusion and more hurt to my life...but I think it might work out. I know that she still thought of me...and I can't even begin to describe how much better I feel knowing that. There's still a lot of questions I have, but we'll get to those at some point.
Um...I can't think of anything else. I think the only thing that makes me miserable is home and the thought of it. But other than that, I'm fine. I'm happy. Things are looking up. I have a job, I'll have money, I have the two most beautiful dogs with the most amazing guy, I have awesome friends (even though I don't really see them ever, I still think about them all the time) I'm lucky. With the beginning of the year having such a crappy start...everything has begun to work out. I'll have a cheap car soon *crosses fingers* and I'll be able to go places. Yippy Skippy.
Anyways, I better run. I will update this a lot more. I promise. Alright, take care and have a great Sunday. I'm out.
~ jenny ~
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