Mwahaha....RedBull.

Because I am fucking AMAZING

So hi,
It's been a long fucking timeeeeeee....

I've just been going through a weird patch, but don't we all?
So all of a sudden I got home and MR.A. left today.
YAY!

And so, on the way home (two hour fucking drive, that sucks) I got a RedBull.
Now, I normally only have these every once in a blue moon.
So... we were about 40 minutes from home when I got it and so I'm drinking it, and about half way through the can.
This guy is next to us in a truck, and he looked really fucking familiar.
So I'm like, "Mom, does he look familiar?"
And all of a sudden my sister is screaming from the back of the truck, "OMG! That's Bradley."
My face was full of shock, horror and I couldn't stop fucking laughing for some reason.
So I'm going to blame that on the complete randomness of the situation and the RedBull that's currently fucking my mind over.
And blasting music for the first time since MR.A. left, isn't helping.
Especially since it's a bunch of music I like.
Now I'm a believer - Smash Mouth.
Green Day,
Blah...
Blah...
Blah...!

So anyway....
Bradley is my ex, and I hadn't seen him in ages.
Because we don't exactly communicate and haven't exactly tried to stay friends since he dumped me like a fucking pussy through a text message.
Although I was pretty happy about it since I was planning on ending it anyway, but I was waiting till I saw him, because I didn't want to be a bitch through a fucking TEXT MESSAGE.
But I was dancing around the house when it happened.

But again, anyway!

He happened to pull into the gas station that we did, a few miles before we got home.
And he walked over and was blabbering to my mother, my sister and I.
It was weird, he showed off his tattoos and blah blah, fascinating I know.

So I walked into the store with little sister and he happened to walk in right behind us after going by his truck.
So I held the door, because I don't slam doors in peoples' faces when they're just a few feet away.
YOU'RE A DICKHEAD IF YOU DO THAT.

But he said to me as he came in, "So you're following me now?" and he gave a chuckle.
And I replied, "You're the one who came in after ME."

And that was the end of that conversation, I got another RedBull which I have yet to drink.
It's sitting in the fridge and I keep thinking about it.
I'm undecided on whether I should go get it and down it, but yeah...

So then I got on to check Facebook, and of course he just happens to be on.
And he starts talking to me.
And he asked me if I had plans this weekend, and I freaked out a little bit and said, "Not that I know of, might go skating Friday. But no set plans as of yet."

And his spelling REALLY pisses me off, because he spells "I know" as "i no."

ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID, DUDE?!

Anyway............

So he wants me to go with him this weekend and watch him get a tattoo....
How fun does that sound?....

I think I'd probably go bored out of my mind, or be laughing evilly at his pain.

I'm fucked.
But it would be funny...

Hehe.

So.....
My mother thinks he's a fucking speed demon, because he was speeding a bit on the road, but you know...
She's never going to like any guy's driving, and what guy isn't a fucking speed demon?
Especially when they just got a new truck, I mean come on.

So anyway, lot of shit has happened, but I think I've babbled enough random shit for now.

Ciao.

Rearranging or moving in Circles?

Kittens because I loves them and they are adorable?!!

Weird name right?
Well I'm just full of weird so my post and or names of post will be full of weird.
Got plenty to go around.


Anyway, the point in this post.
I'm going insane, well apparently I'm already insane.
But yeah, not the point right now.
The point is, I decided to rearrange my room. It's been too long since I last got around to doing so.
And if I don't rearrange my room every once in a while it feels all stuffy and I always feel restless and then my room just feels... bleh.
So once I change it up a bit it feels better.
And normally by a bit I mean I move everything out and then put it all back in some different way.
Yes, I'm weird for this I know.
But if I can't change other things in my life right now I should at least be able to change my damn room around.
So as I was finishing up moving my two bookshelves into their newly appointed places, and starting putting my multitudes of books back on them and arranging my plushies and other odds and ends.
I think about my damn ex.
Not only did we have our first big fight on Sunday, where he was the biggest fucking jack ass of all time, but he sent me a text yesterday.
With a picture of his new boots?
Last I KNEW, he didn't want to talk to me because the slut he's with was afraid he'd break up with her for me.
Again.
I never told him to break up with her and I told him I wasn't ready for a relationship.
But of course the biotch blames me.
Skank. >.>

This is why my friends are almost allllll guys, and the chicks who are my "friends" don't even speak to me.
Wait, what does that make them exactly?
Oh well, who cares.
But anyway, so I'm like, WHY THE FUCK is he sending me a text about his new damned boots?
Why the hell should I care?!
Well, turns out he fucked up somehow with sending that picture to more than one person at a time, because when I sent a text to him, I got a text from some chica that was a friend of his.

She's all like, "OH! I know you!!"

I'm just like...."UH, how do you know me?"

"Your his ex right?!"

I could tell by the way she was texting me, that she was basically bubbling with excitement.
I was just annoyed and exasperated, I thought about bitching at her to fuck off and leave me alone but then I figured that'd make me seem like the smaller person.
So I just told her yeah and she starts talking about the dance she met me at with Mr.Exness.

I honestly just wished she'd shut up.

Which finally she did because I guess my sarcasm or complete uninterested attitude came through my messages.

So then! I got a-hold of Mr.E.
I told him Congratulations on your new damned boots and thanks for fucking up and making other people who I DO NOT KNOW text me.
He never responded.

Probably because he's and incompetent dipshit.
I should kick his ass.
He's always afraid I'll hurt him, maybe I should.
He deserves it to be honest.
Cheating little mother fucking prick.
I hope that little ho he's with gives him crabs.
Wait, forgot.
He's still a virgin, he says she is too.
She's one slutty looking virgin.

Anyway, I feel better.
I ranted about that dickhead.
Time to move on!

Tomorrow I have to go get labwork done.... yipppeee!
Not.
Have I ever mentioned I don't like doctors, or hospitals?
Oh right, I did..
Well I'm mentioning it again.
I don't like doctors, or hospitals.

And I don't like completely absorbed with themselves and have no clue that they're heartless and retarded assesss.
Like my ex.

Oops, I said we were moving on from that..

But yeah, hopefully tomorrow goes alright...
But besides lab work...
Mrs.Z. is making me go shopping too?!
How much worse could it get.
I really don't like shopping.
Just like I don't like doctors and hospitals.

I read something in the series I'm reading, the main character agrees with me about shopping being horrid.
She said, "Shopping is just another one of Life's necessary evils, like brussel sprouts  and high heeled shoes."

So that's what I'm totally going to use from now on.
That is my favorite quote.

My head hurts.
I can't even take any pills for it.
Because I'm not supposed to have any type of pills at least two weeks before surgery.
They don't want it to cause excessive bleeding.
Blah blah blah...

I've been really ticked lately, like more than usual.
It's not just going into the dark place I normally shove it to shut it up.
Stupid headache..
Stupid stress..
Stupid peopleeeee...

Boring nighttt.

Dress Ya Dog thing went pretty well.
I saw all kinds of cute pooches and kitties too!
There was this one adorable kitten of tabbyness and she needed a home.
I couldn't convince my mom to get herrr!
But then once she started to agree.
Someone else took her!
But it was these two cute looking little boys.
And they looked kind of sad, like it radiated off them.
But the kitten made them happier, so I'm glad they get something that'll make them happy.
I just hope they take good care of her.
I love this songgg.
I remember when I first heard it I kept listening to it over and over.
Armin Van Buuren – Burned With Desire - Rising Star Remix

Text messages, msn messages, and since I'm checking facebook, facebook messages.
I can't write an entire sentence without having to check messages!?

I feel fat...I have skittles, pringles and a coke.
I'm not eating them... yet.
But I am drinking my Coca~Cola.
And petting my adorably cute kitten, Bluffems!

Interesting story on how she got her name...
Well, not really a story just on how she acted tbh.
I guess that doesn't make much sense...
But Bluffems came from brave-Fluff.
Her actual name is Bluff.
But we call her Bluffems.
Just clearing that up!

Watching Resident Evil: Apocalypse.
Okay, I'm actually listening to music and barely paying attention to the tv.
I mostly just keep it on for background noise.

I'd rather eat Pringles than Popcorn while watching a movie.
I think Popcorn is okaay... but it's not really my favorite snack choice.

It feels so good outside right now!
I got my window open and a cool breeze is a blowinnnn'.

I keep getting sidetracked and forget what I was planning on saying....

My friend thinks I'm weird because I've never seen or been to a 7/11?
Is it that odd?!
He said it's like Wal-Mart except smaller.
Pssssh...
Who needs to go to 7/11 when there's Wal-Mart. >.>
We don't need a miniature version!

BTW.
I'm just saying this because it's what I listen to music with...Spotify.
It's like youtube but with better quality and I know it's a music site and most people are like. "OMG ADS, GTFO."
But it actually only has ads every once in a while.
And it only last like 20 seconds.
So don't freak or rage quit.
Besides, it's good to try new things!

Liam isn't on yet, so I can't do the minecraft boogie yet!
Stupid time difference. -.-
I wonder how his kitten is doing...
I would've said toast, because that's what I call it, but no one but him knows that.
At least until now...

AND OMG.
I meant to write about this earlier but I forgot until now when I was talking to Max.
But it's funny because we weren't even talking about anything that would bring it up except some song I had to sing in karaoke which is why i remembered what I was planning on talking about.
Before I confuse you more....
Today when we stopped by the store to grab skittles and pringles.
We ran into my ex!
Not my ex Joe who I'm still buds with.
But my ex who dumped me through a text message and blamed shit I didn't even do on me.
And then stopped talking to me until he added me again a few months ago on fb.
Which I don't really care because facebook is an evil pile of shit.

ANYWAY. It was really awkward...He has a shitty looking tattoo on his arm which his mom made him show me.
Was fucking annoying.
Mrs.Zill and little sis were there, thankfully.
Zill didn't want to listen to that bitch blab on and on, and on....
About shit we don't and never will care about.
So we grabbed our skittles and basically ran. >.>

I can't believe I even dated him tbh.
But I was being creeped out by some other guy, so I wanted a reason for him to fuck off.
And he was sweet and such.
But yeah... An experience to learn from.

I'm tireddddddd.....
I'm always tired.... and I think I had a weird dream last night, but at least it didn't seem to be a bad one.
I just wish I could remember it, I just get bits and flashes.
Bit annoying...