Love that song.
Hey Soul Sister by Train.
Just makes me bounce and head bang softly because its that kind of song.
<3
Yoooo.
So I've been so busy/upset/angry/rahhhhhhhh that I haven't had a chance to blog, and I apologize for that.
Anyway, the past few days have been hectic.
Friday that whole internet squabble went down.
Immature and idiotic.
Whatever.
Saturday I don't remember.
Sunday was Mother's Day.
We woke up early, went to breakfast at Shoney's, then to Walmart, then home.
Mother's Day was great, unnnnntil we get a phone call.
"Grandma," the caller ID read.
So I'm not sure if I mentioned it, but basically the entire family is going to Fairfax on Friday for Tessia's graduation from GMU.
Sounds fun, right?
Not when you're going with my family.
So the original plan was that my mom, grandma and I were gonna ride up there and back with my aunt (Tessia's mom).
She has a huge Tahoe, and she told us from jump that we could ride with her if we wanted, and we agreed.
So on Sunday we get a call from my grandma.
My aunt is there in the background.
Hoopin' and a'hollerin, talkin about "I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH ROOM IN MY VEHICLE FOR EVERYONE'S ASSES TO RIDE IN IT SO I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL YALL ARE GONNA DO BUT YOU'RE NOT RIDING WITH ME!"
And grandma's all shook up.
Mama's like raging with fury.
And then no one could give us a clear total on the nights we're staying and how much the hotel room was supposed to be.
Come to find out the reservations got all screwed up because NO ONE FREAKING ASKED US and we're only staying one night whereas everyone is staying two.
Grandma is rooming with us.
She gets the bed.
Mama and I get the FREAKING sleeper sofa thingy.
Which I despise epically.
Anyway.
So guess who has to rent a car to go to Fairfaxxx?!?!?!
WE. DO.
And the room.
Get this.
$130 for ONE NIGHT.
And it's not oceanfront.
It's not on a river.
Not on top of the Great Wall of China.
Nothing.
And we have to pay $130 to go up there for our presence not to be appreciated?!
Yeah, that makes sooooooooo much sense.
That girl could care less if we're there or not.
She probably doesn't want us there.
"Well, she's all excited about everyone coming up there and... and... and..."
Yeah, except us.
Mhm.
Yeah.
Keep talkin that blah, blah blah.
But I'm not listenin, in, in.
So yeah.
Mom got all upset.
I got horribly upset because of the situation and because of the fact that Mama was upset.
I was just like UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, you know?
Anyway.
Monday was pretty interesting.
Roller coaster day.
We went to the Goodwill.
Found a few things.
Went to another Goodwill.
Found some things.
I found out that I had drool spots on my hoodie, and would you not know that they looked like CUM STAINS?!?!
They had to be up near the top of the hoodie.
Near my mouth.
Insinuating that Wesley missed.
Thanks.
Anyway.
Then we came home.
And of all things, I dropped the most beautiful bowl I'd ever seen.
Glass went everywhere.
Including my foot.
I thought I had cleaned it all up, and was walking around barefoot a few minutes later.
Stepped on a very little piece of glass.
So now I have a lovely gash in the bottom of my foot.
It. Hurts. Like. Cuhrayzeeee.
Ughhhhhhh.
Swear it felt like I'd been shot on the bottom of my foot when it happened.
I screamed and almost cried.
And in the process of getting the glass out, I scratched my thumb all up and that hurts pretty badly now too, but its better.
Got blood all over the place, including my nails.
I was pissed.
As if I wasn't upset enough about the fact that I broke the beautiful bowl.
I had to go through the punishment for it.
Ugh.
Anyway.
Then Jr came home.
And gave me great news.
I might be getting a new car soon :]]]]]]]
I'm super excited about that.
Because I want oneeee haha.
So yeah.
Best part of my day.
Tuesday was yesterday and I don't really remember it.
I know we went somewhere, and somewhere, and then we went and made reservations for the rental car.
That's really all I remember because I was so upset about it.
OH I REMEMBER!
Yesterday I had to go to Bedford because daddy had an appointment for his thingamajiggys.
I forget what they're called.
Either way I went with him because he wanted me to.
Then he dropped me back off at home.
After we went to the Dollar Tree and Walmart.
Then we came down the road and did the rental car thingy.
So today Mama and I went to her appointment.
She had to have bloodwork done and she had a doctor's appointment.
So that was interesting.
Left there, went to Mad Heights and got a biscuit at Hardees.
Country Hammm<3
Then we went to Goodwill down there.
Yes, I'm aware that we're Goodwill fanatics and addicts.
Anyway.
Left there.
Went and ate Mexicannn.
Delish.
His name was Armondo.
Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. :]
Anywayyy.
Left there and went to Walmart.
Got food and makeup and stuff that we so desperately needed.
Mostly stuff for Fairfax.
Then came home because we were exhausted.
I tried on my dress that I'm wearing and put on the shoes with it because I was convinced that it wouldn't work but turns out it will.
Then Jr came home.
I started buffing my nails because I'm gonna do them in a little while.
I'd already have them done now, but Mama isn't cooperating :/
Blahhh.
Either way they're getting done.
So then Melody came up here.
Super blahhh.
Then Jr got a call.
And of all things, we passed Mr. & Mrs. Trayborne in. the. truck. with. him. on. the. way. to. a. call.
And we're technically not supposed to ride with him.
So yeah.
Ridiculous.
So we got the car, were about to drop it off, and the phone rang again.
Mrs. Trayborne.
Mainly because of insurance reasons, we're not allowed to ride.
:[[[[[[[[[[[[[
But Mama and I totally had a feeling we shouldn't go, and turns out we shouldn't have.
Boooo.
But he didn't get in trouble.
And we're still most likely gonna ride, but mainly at night, providing there are no extra passengers who need to ride too.
So yeah.
Then he got another call.
We got that one.
Dropped it off.
And its been quiet since.
I'm kinda glad, actually.
I don't really feel like going out right now.
So yeah.
Here I am.
I'm about to go clean up some stuff.
And pack everything since I haven't yet.
Then take a shower and all that jazz.
I guess I'll do my hair and nails tomorrow since that's apparently what Mama wants me to do.
I gotta get my hair did and my nails dun!
Yeah.
I'm epic.
Hopefully I'll get to talk to Twin tonight.
I miss him dearly.
I know he's enjoying the SAP, but for whatever reason my IMs don't seem to be going through :/
Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo on youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.
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Oh!
Wesley and I are even further split apart right about now.
He had something to say about the fact that I've been running these towing calls with Mama and Jr.
I had a few words to say back to him.
And he basically told me that he wished we never got married and that he had never met me.
I said "In perhaps your most favorite words, 'the feeling is mutual'" and hung up.
He texted me and was like "You're a bitch".
I texted back.
"Why thank you, I know I am. You always liked that about me. But then again, that was when I was YOUR bitch. But now that I'm not, you have an attitude that's not appreciated."
"Well neither is your face."
"You're funny. Your face, presence, attitude, or dick are not appreciated."
"You never had those feelings before about my dick when you were screaming so loud the neighbors learned my name."
"That's when you were on Viagra, remember? I think it all went to your big ass head and made it even bigger than it originally was."
"If that's what you think fat ass, go right on ahead and think it."
"You never had a problem with my ass before. 'More to grab onto, more to kiss, more to love,' you always said."
"That's before you found the fried Twinkies and Oreos at Walmart."
"Go to hell, Wes!"
"I win."
"The hell you do."
"And what makes you say that?"
"I said 'Go to hell,' not 'I'm done with this conversation.'"
"Well I wasn't done when you came so quickly every time either, was I?"
"What is with you and the sexual jokes Wes? Is that really the only defense you can put together that's strong enough to defeat my argument?"
"Leave it to you to go all lawyer-ish."
"Leave it to you to be immature."
"You DID call me a dirty little boy, but you also called me BIGGGG daddy. What a contradiction..."
"Wes, you are officially on a new level of ridiculous. Go fuck your whore of a sister and let her call you whatever the hell she wants. I'm done with you, and your penis that's so small I had to break out the microscope AND the magnifying glass."
And no reply.
I think I did pretty well.
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SHABBA!
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