Well this isn’t as long as I’d hope I would write, but it’s almost time for me to go to school. There are other things I still want to tell, but they will have to wait. And perhaps something I shouldn’t tell the world. Though I doubt highly my voice and thoughts are heard through out the world on this little blog.

I am doing chores for my aunt and uncle at the moment. They have two beautiful Dalmatians. I’ll admit I can’t remember the male’s name, Cota or something like that, but the female Abby is so cute. I pet her and it amazes me how soft her fur is. The male, I’ve been calling him Buddy since I can’t remember his name, is cautious of me, but he too is very cute. His fur isn’t as soft as Abby’s but it’s very close. Abby is an escape artist so I have to watch her closely. And then there are the chickens. I don’t like chickens. It’s not that I am scared of them, I just don’t like them. Maybe it’s the nonstop crowing they do. It will be 2 a.m. and you can hear them crowing. I hate chickens.

It sometimes amazes me how little me and my cousin speak. I think it’s because before I moved here I met him maybe once. He’s my aunt’s son from a former marriage so I am still getting to know her and him. I know her better just because I actually see her from time to time. My cousin works the night shift, so when he’s not working he’s sleeping. I thought before my aunt and uncle left I had made some leeway with my cousin. We seemed to be getting along good. We talked occasionally even. But now no one needs to worry about a party. We’re both much to quiet for that. But my roommate gets back sometime tomorrow so that could change. To be honest I am enjoying having the room to myself. It’s quiet, dark and I can do whatever I like and dress however I like. Sometimes walking around in practically nothing isn’t acceptable, but when one is alone does it really matter?

“The next time I read a blog, I hope that it doesnt disappoint me as much as this one. I mean, I know it was my choice to read, but I actually thought youd have something interesting to say. All I hear is a bunch of whining about something that you could fix if you werent too busy looking for attention.”    -Alegro.pl

Well Alegro.pl, even with your terrible grammar skills I didn’t really take this to heart. But in response all I have to say is Fuck you. (: Have a nice day, because I know I will. Because I have an amazing person in my life that loves me and I know he does. So Fuck off. Sorry for the language everyone.

I went home for the last time this weekend. I probably won’t be back for a very long time if at all. Anything of value to me or that is mine is with me and mostly likely going to be living in my car for a while…But I am free now.

When I know something is wrong, but I am not sure what is wrong or I don’t know exactly how to fix it I like to listen to The Dave Matthews Band.                                                  

I also like to Dave Matthews when I miss my mom. She listens to him a lot and it brings back memories.       

I am spontaneous, but I will occasionally look before I jump.                                                        

I am really good with sensory details and terrible with names. If you want me to remember something usually saying something like the blonde guy or the car that smelled like peppermint is better than Jared or the Toyota.                                                                                                                

I love to cook.                                                             

I want a lime green Chevy Camaro someday.                                                                       

Pictures from Google Images.