Chapter 6: April Showers Brings May Flowers

Let me set the scene for you.

You have a choice. Chose A or B.

Chances are if you're doing one, the other is shortly behind.

So lets just read.

a.) Do the Kylie Jenner Challenge
b.) Have a baby in high school

Here's the scenario.

1.) You're allergic to Latex.
2.) You are not 18 years old.
3.) Someone else supports you financially.
4.) You do not have standing in the community. (Money, family, old money families, oh and this thing called a career!)

To solve the first dilemma. They make non-latex condoms that are not sheep skin. They are called SKYN's and you know its almost like "doing it" with nothing =p The excuse "I can't use condoms bc I am allergic latex" is not valid. Suck it up Buttercup. No "Glove" means No "love". Plus ladies there is such a thing as being choosy and not giving it up to every guy you meet. Oh and there are forms of birth control for both sexes not just females now.

2.) If you are under the age of 18 you do not need to be responsible for another human being. Hell at 18 you are not ready to have complete control of your own life. I am 23 and there are still times I have to call Mommy and ask a question.

3.) If someone else is supporting you financially then you also have no business reproducing, or even for that matter thinking about having sex/reproducing should be off the table. No one wants to take care of your kids or hear about how "Oh the welfare dept gets me this this this this and this a month for so and so." No one wants to hear your mouth about it.

4.) No one really cares except family. All you little kids out there wanna be like "I'm 16 i cant wait to get outta my bitch mom's house. 2 more years brotha"
You have a rude awakening coming. Especially if you're popping out a baby.

Point I am trying to make in all this madness

If you are participating in the Kylie Jenner challenges then you have no business reproducing.

Point blank just No.

If you still in high school and you have a baby shit happens, but everyone should just stop being so damn dramatic about it. Im sorry but having a baby when your still a baby is not "life saving" its giving life. Life that you most likely are not fully going to be supporting.

Oh also if this offends anyone plz promptly roll it up nice and tight, lay down on your side, gently lift one leg, and then shove it up your ass.

<--------- My solution to if you're participating in pointless challenges.

I just want to fucking scream.

My sister announces she's pregnant on Mother's birthday but ends up losing the baby/tubal pregnancy a week later. Ugh why did she even tell us she was having another baby when she wasn't too far along?

Tony and I quit using condoms several months ago, and have been doing it like teens using the "pull out" method. Im not pregnant. I just do not get it. Why? Why would she take the chance of having another baby when she can't even take care of the one she currently has? I love her to pieces and want the best life possible for her, but she has to want it to achieve and she would rather be with a white trash bag full of dog shit who won't ever support her or the kids. 

Make Love! Not Babies!

I'm just over here like "I'm fat" and everyone else is having kids.
Now you have to share, but I don't! Bwhahaha

I repeat this constantly to her

Speaking of white trash bags full of shit. One of those has ventured his way back into my circle of friends and I do not like it one bit. Wtf am I really suppose to do though? It's my best friends "love interest" after leaving her boyfriend/fake husband of three years. She really makes me ill about how she just jumped into bed with another man. Yeah its not like we don't imagine ourselves with celebrities and things like that, but to fuck an ex in a explicit way in your new apartment not even a week after leaving then you are a tad bit of a slut. I dont want to think of her this way though. but to top things off not only is she "dating" White Trash Bag again she's still leading on her ex and now my brother from another mother! I have never understood why men just flock to her. She has three kids and its between three dads. She is just a year older than I. I don't know how she does it. Seeing her make it gives me hope my sister can make it, but I don't want to think of my Pookie doing anything similar to my bestie. God I love her. I have forgiven her for so many things over the years and I'm sure she's forgiven me numerous times. Been best buds since we were babies. I am sure it will all work out in the end but I feel so topsy turvy. 

I Want to be the person who gets her back on track with her life.
 I have not supported all her choices, but mostly I have.

"We've been best bud since we were babies"

This is How she feels.

This is how I feel.

Chapter 5: IRC and my former employer

Due to circumstances I can't type out actual names of places or agencies, but I have to vent about it and it can't be on my social media so here I come to you Blog. I am so fucking confused on what to do. I filed a complaint. I never thought anything would actually come of it but of course something would and of course something would right after I have had a job for almost a month. I am glad that I am getting to stick it to them, but what if I am messing with the wrong people in this dirty town of Vincennes. Everyone knows everything is crooked as hell. I'm not originally from here and I praise whatever high power you wanna insert here that I am not a Knox native.

I believe I am going to ask for a years salary for defamation of character, discrimination, and wrongful termination. I was making some money back then too so it would def be paying some student loans off and pay for insurance deductibles for my hunny and I's teeth, pay for our dream wedding, and be the down payment on a car. I could def use this if something comes out of it, but how embarrassed am I going to be if I lose? I'm not a good loser. I wouldn't want to be around me if it did happen, because i will fucking go ham. I will just fucking lose my shit for real.

What has made me even really have to vent is the point that a few of my old co-workers came into my new establishment this week and was talking shit about my hunny and I to their server who happens to also be a old co-worker from before. Shes the absolute best, and she was done wrong also so I am hoping that I have shed some light for those who have been knocked down. If anyone of you fucks are out there and reading this I hope you get what you have coming to ya. All the times I was verbally abused and made feel like 2 inches tall over stupid shit, all the times I had to take the blame so my boss would shut the fuck up, all the hours I missed with my family over being in that building. You're gonna get what you deserve.

Chapter 4: Easter Fucking Sunday Eve

   God, I have been so fucking ill since Psalm Sunday. I don't know if you and I have discussed this, but I hold zero religious beliefs so just because I pointed out Psalm Sunday don't think that in any way that I am religious. It's just my luck that starting then and until now (Easter Weekend) that I would become ill at my new job. The photo below depicts how Tony and I will be feeling tomorrow at Dennys on Easter fucking Sunday. I hope to god I do not get sick at work tomorrow. I almost did today but tomorrow its more likely to actually do it.

I have had so many fucking people ask me if I am pregnant that I just want to scream "Go Piss on yourself" at them in my best British accent, but I can't. So I don't come off as a jerk I just look down and shake my head no as my response to such a question. I am twenty three years young. Last thing on my mind right now is being a mommy. I don't think I would make a good Mother personally. Not that my Mother was horrendous, but I definitely was not her favorite. I look too much like my biological father. How can you love a face looking back at you that matched your abusers face almost to a perfect T except more femenistic.  I don't know if I was her that I would have been able to do it either. Anyway I don't think I will be much better.

 I do however kinda have some news though. My boyfriend and I are taking the next step in our four year relationship and moving to engaged status =) we have not make it completely known to everyone yet, but its not like its going to be much of a surprise we're constantly up another's butts anyway. Our rings are just gorgeous. Here is a photo of mine. Hunny bun's has to be sent back and resized unfortunately.

 



I am so totally excited to start my DIY stuff for our "wedding" its going to mostly be a reception for all our friends and family at a halfway point between here and french lick that we most likely we be completely paying for.  I am still excited though. I'm ready to be able to call Tony my husband.