Warning: (terrifying)Picture Overload!
Why is it that I am having THE worst luck right now?
On top of all the boy problems, someone has been stealing my mail. So far-- a t-shirt, a necklace, a book, and possibly 2 paychecks. Awesome. I bet it is that fat bitch who lives above me on the third floor who likes to make rude comments about me needing to eat and being "so thin and so blonde--what a stereotype" Right. That's SO me. I swear I will kick her teeth in.
Even worse, my cat Binx was attacked by my parents' neighbor's dog. He's going to be okay they say but he's got a pretty bad infection and has been in and out of the vet's for the past couple days. We have to put an icepack on his stomach, where his worst wounds are, five times a day and give him antibiotics. He doesn't really want to eat today and that's pretty scary. He smells AWFUL. Oh my poor little fat bear. Keep him in your thoughts please. Anyone who knows me knows that my cats are basically like children to me and if anything were to happen to them I would probably die.
This is us like...almost a year ago now. Wow:
I feel like I can't rely on many people right now and that sucks. Fuck fickle friends. Maybe I'm overreacting because I'm tired from working everyday and going out all the time and functioning on like 2 hours of sleep every day. I guess I am learning that the only person I can actually count on is myself. (Sometimes) Brian is being confusing. I guess that's to be expected though. El_Scootro is gone I maybe cried a little.
In other news, I probably should stop drinking to the point where I apparently turn into a hellspawn and don't remember shit that I really SHOULD remember. It's a little scary. I must be better.
Remember before how you guys said I was pretty? How bout THIS:
I believe in this picture I was sucking my body in and being Nicole Richie. (I totally get the Tara Reid award for that night.)
More 80s madness:
Why is it that I am having THE worst luck right now?
On top of all the boy problems, someone has been stealing my mail. So far-- a t-shirt, a necklace, a book, and possibly 2 paychecks. Awesome. I bet it is that fat bitch who lives above me on the third floor who likes to make rude comments about me needing to eat and being "so thin and so blonde--what a stereotype" Right. That's SO me. I swear I will kick her teeth in.
Even worse, my cat Binx was attacked by my parents' neighbor's dog. He's going to be okay they say but he's got a pretty bad infection and has been in and out of the vet's for the past couple days. We have to put an icepack on his stomach, where his worst wounds are, five times a day and give him antibiotics. He doesn't really want to eat today and that's pretty scary. He smells AWFUL. Oh my poor little fat bear. Keep him in your thoughts please. Anyone who knows me knows that my cats are basically like children to me and if anything were to happen to them I would probably die.
This is us like...almost a year ago now. Wow:
I feel like I can't rely on many people right now and that sucks. Fuck fickle friends. Maybe I'm overreacting because I'm tired from working everyday and going out all the time and functioning on like 2 hours of sleep every day. I guess I am learning that the only person I can actually count on is myself. (Sometimes) Brian is being confusing. I guess that's to be expected though. El_Scootro is gone
I maybe cried a little.In other news, I probably should stop drinking to the point where I apparently turn into a hellspawn and don't remember shit that I really SHOULD remember. It's a little scary. I must be better.
Remember before how you guys said I was pretty? How bout THIS:
I believe in this picture I was sucking my body in and being Nicole Richie. (I totally get the Tara Reid award for that night.)
More 80s madness:
Last night I was coerced into going to a party at this Niki chick's house. It was okay. I hope her house fared better than mine did haha. Here's some more silly photos...
Well. I guess that's all.
Love,
Monroe
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Fat bitches upstairs should shut their traps and stop being so obviously jealous. ugh. You probably hear her stomping around all night and day too, huh?
I hate nasty neighbors.