This is for you!
I convinced Tom to take a picture with me. You can totally see my scar on my head. My dad told me a bug did that when I was little. I seriously don't remember it. I also don't remember eating my brother's friend's sister's lipstick either. I wasn't allowed in there house because they thought the sister lady might kill me. She was crazy... I wonder what happened to her.
So anyway. I've been swamped with work and school. They cancelled my insurance (which is the only reason why I'm working at Walgreens). I have to call the losers tomorrow before work, to see if there is anything I can do to get it back. I'm working 37 hours a week. I've been doing that for a month now. D: Plus going to school on my 2 days off. I never have a break for anything. To top it all off, I'm in the process of moving this weekend. I have renewed hope to find the illusive engagement ring. :D
This moving thing is pushing Tom to the breaking point though. Especially with his mom. She said that it was a great idea to have the TV in her room, so we can have more room in the living room for other things, like her china cabinet and 2 more computer desks. Tom and I will get our own patio. which'll be fun whenever I have time, because I can paint. Any who, about the TV in they're room. Tonight Kellie told Tom that she thinks it would be best if the TV was in the living room. Tom got really pissed, he didn't show it, but I saw it in his eyes. He was really angry. I know why too. It's because if the TV is out in the living room, then that means Steve will be in the living room constantly. Which means, we can't have the living room. She says she's going to get Steve off the couch, but Tom brought up a valid point. He was like "Oh like you got him to quit drinking, because that's working so well..." COMPLETE SARCASM! ( I love him :P). I agreed with him. She says one thing, but then does another. I know we're all hypocritical sometimes, but she is like that all the time when it comes to Steve.
She treats him like both a dog and a child. I mean, she prepares his meals, and washes his clothes while he just sits and ferments on the couch. I mean, if we are watching something in the living room and he comes home from work and sees the living room is occupied. He will go into they're room and sulk. It's pathetic. Plus Kellie is crazy from all the stress... Tom and I don't even want to be in the same room with her for more than a few minutes. We love her, but Damn... she doesn't listen.
Tom and I were being awesome and bought a few groceries for the house, and some water, and She went out the same day and got different water because she didn't like how the other water tasted. She also bought a bunch of groceries too, and different orange juice because the one we bought didn't have pulp and had calcium in it. It always has to be her way. Everything does. She's selfish like that. I feel rude for saying that because she's done so much for us, but damn... Tom and I have reached the point where we cannot wait for Tom to start making the big bucks to get the hell out of here.
:)
I can't wait for the future... it's going to be fucking sweet.
I will convince Tom to live back on the East coast... and it will be close enough to travel by car. My next goal is to get my license. :P Tom's going to teach me how to drive the new truck we got from his grandfather.
I'll send you pictures of it in an e-mail. it seriously is perfect (for me :P) it's small for Tom, he's cramped in it. lol.
I MISS YOU AND LOVE YOU!!!!! WRITE BACK SOON!
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