The Idiosyncrasies of My Mind

HOly JEebuzz!

Thu, 11 Oct 2007 17:21:54 GMT

Ho-ly shit man.. okay yesterday I went to the doctors to only get my prescriptions refilled... I came out with three shots and a fainting spell.

I'll elaborate later -- I'm freaking tired....

This entry was gonna be long -- I'll edit it later.

Wow, looking back on everything......

Thu, 20 Sep 2007 22:14:02 GMT

So, looking back on my past entries I laughed. I have lived here for a little over a year so now I am an official Ohioan now -- witha twang (freaking SSSAAWWWEEEET! Accents fucking ROCK). I have grown used to living here and I am sooooo fucking GLAD that I am not living in Michigan, I greatly despise almost everything up there now. Me moving, has been the best thing that has happened to me and my family, we are more of a group now than we have ever been. I have made some good friends here, my grades have skyrocketed, and I am a lot more happy now --- AND DEARFREAKINGLORD do I sound like a fucking wuss/emo w/o the angst part. Anyway, it's my senior year now, and whoever the fuck SAID that senior year was the easiest fucking year should have their fucking foot shoved up their fucking ASS..... duuude senior year is sooo fucking STRESSFUL!!!!!!!! Junior year was the best year ever though. *sigh* fucking hellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll

*sigh* anyways, I really should be updating this thing more... it's slightly pitiful that I don't.

Realization Sets In

Wed, 05 Jul 2006 23:59:31 GMT

Ahh, realization sets in... Man I don't want to be here. I wanna live in Michigan. I wanna go back home. I don't wanna go to a new school. I just don't. Goddamnit bloody fuckin hell Goddammnit mother fucker!!!!! ueh. I don't find it fun here. I just don't. I really want my friends and my old teachers and my old school. I hate it. Damnit. I gotta go.

Moving 2nd Day...

Tue, 04 Jul 2006 21:40:15 GMT

Okay here's the thing. We should have gotten to Dayton yesterday evening and unpacked stuff that night - we're all night olws - but our UHAUL broke down. But before all of that, what I didn't know was that the place we were going to get our UHAUL from, was all out, and the truck we were going to get hadn't been returned yet. So they said for us to go to Monore to get it. So we were suppose to get it early in the morning but instead we got it around 3ish in the afternoon. Ne wayz, to add to all of that - the truck that the people were giving us was late to have a maintence check up so my mom said whatever they wish - well they didn't want to give us another truck that we wern't assigned so they gave us the shit truck. So yah, we made it to Findlay before Mark had to get off ... all the juice was out of the truck. The lights inside were going haywire, the truck was going ne more (but thankfully the exit he pulled into was on a big hill, so he coasted down to a truck stop). So ne wayz, my mom and Mark we having words with UHAUL and they called a 24hr. truck servicey thingy, well UHAUL never said that Mark didn't make to exit 164 he made it to exit 167 so the truck servicey thingy dude was looking for him in exit 164, so they made UHAUL tell the dude what exit they really were at. Ne wayz, the alternator was shot. So they towed it to their place, and said they'd fix it once UHAUL said that they could. So mom called UHAUL again to make sure they called Ed's 24 hr thingy... so ne wayz, we stayed in a hotel that night - and UHAUL said they compensate us for breakfast and our hotel. Ne wayz, we finally got our truck back, but our truck has a transmission problem and we put 72$ into a half tank. And within 200ish miles it was all gone. So yah.

On another note my Grandmother is probably dieing, though I won't get into it cuz I don't feel like it. I might later on.... what else...I dunno, I miss my channels up there in Lenawee County. Omg, here we go! This is what I can do! I'll tell you what was on my FM1 and FM2 stations!

FM1:

1)104.7 (WIOT)
2)105.3
3)96.3
4)101.1 (WRIF)
5)88.7 (89X) - I MISS EIGHTY NINE X!
6)106.1

FM2:

1)95.3
2)99.5
3)99.9
4)101.5
5)102.9
6)106.7

And now I'm in Dayton, and they have a good rock station, but nothing, and I mean nooothhinngg - compares to 89X!

And now I'm bored. Goodbye everyone!

Moving....

Mon, 03 Jul 2006 20:35:48 GMT

Okay, here's the thing. I am moving for the second time this year - which for, whomever reads this, has moved more than that a year, sorry for complaining - anywayz, I am moving to Dayton, OH because my mom is getting re-married. Her and my father got a divorce about so or so years ago, I didn't care about that I was glad they got a divorce. They said it was mutual, but my dad still pined for my mom and had asked her to remarring him countless of times. Anywayz, in the beginning of this year, I was planning on going to school down there for only a year, than coming back up here to Michigan for my senior year, because I really, really really really wanted to graduate from the school I had gone to since 5th grade. Really, really. So I was going to come back up and live with my dad for my senior year of high school. He died on March 14th/15th at 69 years old. He was going to turn 70 years old on March 16th - basically a day after he died. He had been passing out, and having mini-strokes for the better part of a month or so, and the fuckin doctors at Saint Joes Mercy Hospital in Ann Arbor, MI never really had their main focus on this brain, only on his heart, because he had a heart attack eariler in his life, and had a pacemaker and everything. Even though, my mom, older sister, older brother, and my two older half sisters (from my dad's first marriage), kept persisting the doctors to pay more attention on his brain. But the fuckin doctor didn't - The bastard. Anywayz, on his death certificate it said he died of sudden cardiac death - which is fine, because that was what we would put down, if we couldn't rule it out and find something else. A lot more complicated than that though, I don't have enough time to write it out.

But yah, since he died, along with my dog I had for 12 1/2 years, my dog was named George, he was a half golden retriever half malamute. He died on November 27th. I still miss him. He was my life line when I was a kid.

So yah, we are moving to Dayton today, and I'm wating for my mom to get back with the UHAUL with my soon-to-be step father, one of my soon-to-be step brothers, and my soon-to-be step sister. *sigh* and my mom's wedding is on the 7th which sucks, because Pirates of the Caribbean 2: The Dead Man's Chest comes out then. PO'd - I gave my mom a hard time and shite, kept teasing her. It was fun.

Anywayz, that's all I can type now. I might have time later on today, but I am busy for the rest of this week.

Sayanora!