Wow, 6 months ago things were different.
June 28, 2006 altered my life plans entirely.
At the time I thought I was in hell, I didn’t know how I would get through, I didn’t know what I was going to do.
6 months later I can say that this is been the greatest, and best learning experience of my life.
New job, new house, new life.
I am finally me.
The holiday season means gift giving, sometimes when you don’t want to, and sometimes you feel obligated to give a gift, I hate that.
Last year at the embassy I spent my OWN money to but 11 of my staff presents, had to buy my boss a present, had to buy my GM a present, and had to buy a secret Santa a present. I also was forsed into donating to some charity, and then donated more money for my staff.
WTF
I spent like $200 for no reason. I hated that.
This year, nothing like that at all. All of our staff gifts were bought by the…COMPANY? What a concept. What a good place.
I normally work Monday thru Friday from 9am-5pmish. Christmas Day (a work holiday) is on Monday and because I am working, I get an extra day off…HOW YOU LIKE THAT!
Things are good. Been a long 6 months, thanks to anyone and everyone who helped my get though it. You’re the true friends, you are the real friends, and I love you.
Be safe, merry Christmas,
bz
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
you cant take what you did away
hey, CeMc (US23)
you cant take away what you did.
you can have them remove the truth from here
that does not remove what you did in reality.
the messages of support, aggreeance, and hate of you, just makes me realize how right i am...and how pathetic you are.
im not a quiet person, call me fat(btw check out my group to help), call me whatever you want, i am not ashamed, BRING IT
bz
you cant take away what you did.
you can have them remove the truth from here
that does not remove what you did in reality.
the messages of support, aggreeance, and hate of you, just makes me realize how right i am...and how pathetic you are.
im not a quiet person, call me fat(btw check out my group to help), call me whatever you want, i am not ashamed, BRING IT
bz
Sunday, December 17, 2006
CHRIS M…you fucking molester.
Friday Alex and I went party hopping. It is how we roll. We were invited to a holiday party at someone’s house that we didn’t know so the most logical thing to do was to bring holiday candy. We went to Kmart in Ann Arbor and I felt like we were downriver. I was scared. There were ugly and dirty people, and the lady that showed up the holiday candy was like a tour guide that left smelly scent of oldness trash wherever she walked.
When we got to the holiday party, I think Alex and I overwhelmed people. We brought a lot of energy to a small room. It was interesting, and ended up being a lot of fun. We met some cool people and had some good laughs. I was on fire with my energy telling crazy jokes, I was really outgoing.
I met Shawn’s D who wanted to go with Alex and me to Greenfield Village holiday night of lights.
Elijah (CHRIS MCKAIN) made plans with Alex and I. he called about 7 times when we were there. Even though Alex and I were having a great time, we decided to go to Elijah’s.
We drove to Ypsilanti to hang with him, his creepy roommate, and creepy friend who was NOTHING LIKE ALEX!
They were boring, had no non-alcoholic drinks, and no bottled water. I was just so thirsty. I shared my opinions on the word QUEER and it started a huge confrontation. WTF, I was so mad and bummed. Elijah started bitching about Alex being drunk, his friend was a bitch, and his roommate is so god dam creepy.
Alex and I left and drove home. E wanted us to come back 45min later to pick him up. YEAH RIGHT!
We got home and we were tired but couldn’t sleep. I forgot my lunesta in NOVI so after a crazy night Alex and I decided to driver to Novi. We slept there.
SATURDAY!
We woke up and were going to buy clothes because we only had PJS. Alex didn’t have her ID so went to her house. Her dog was happy to see me.
We then went to great harvest Bread Company. I would live there if I didn’t live here. Everyone was friendly and talkful except the person working. 1 really fat girl who was working had the nickname ONION. It was funny, because she looked like an onion.
We went to target and bought Jewish cards.
We went to my aunts to be Jewish. It was ok, not bad, not good, ok
We went to my grandmas, I like her, and she makes me happy.
We drove by Alex’s child hood home and then went to church
Northridge is amazing. I want to be churchlike; to bad, I’m not godlike.
We are going to make our own church, but also go to the college church group and meet other god’s children. Then convert them to US>the new religion by A&B.
We came to my house and then Justin called. We met him down the street and COSI>I hate cosi.
He was with his BF, a girl, and some exocentric something. I don’t know what that was. I was scared
We sat down and then more people joined us. The one exocentric guy I sat by talked with a FAKE accent, and like a yuppie, but he wasn’t one. Interesting. Then 2 more people joined us. The one HS guy seemed cool. I didn’t understand the match. Dinner was socially awkward yet exciting and weird. My ranch looked like Caesar and I was mad at the scooper.
Elijah came and everything went downhill. What a fuck up.
When we told the people he was coming and he changed his name from CHRIS MCKAIN to Elijah they said “is that what he’s doing this week?”
He came and everyone and thing broke up.
Elijah walked with Alex and me towards my house. When we told him that Justin was dating that one guy he said, “That’s news to me” and immediately got on his phone to OUT this person. FUCK YOU CHRIS MCKAIN. What a crappy thing to do. I spoke up and told him it was inappropriate and wrong. Someone’s sexual orientation has nothing to do with him. I was pissed. He made Alex hold his bags. Ughhh.
We got ice cream and came to my house. He was an ass. He then proceeded to molest me. He jumped on top of me when I was blatantly not interested. He told me to rub him and started feeling my crotch. I was annoyed, pissed, and felt violated. He tried dictating where the night was going to go, and made Alex uncomfortable.
I finally decided he had to go. You don’t fuck with me, especially in my own home.
I went out of my way and offered a ride back for him to Ypsilanti. In the car, he got on his phone, started talking shit about me, so I did the most logical thing that came to mind.
At US23 and Washtenaw, I pulled over and told him to get out. He said “fabulous” and then slammed the door.
FUCK YOU CHRIS MCKAIN.
Elijah is a gay name, and you are not allowed to make up a new name/nickname, you are given them by friends, family, or relatives. You dumbass.
I don’t like you, your creepy roommate, or that bitch of a friend (who once again is not like Alex). FUCK you for wasting my time, my energy, and my life.
CHRIS MCKAIN…you fucking molester.
bz
When we got to the holiday party, I think Alex and I overwhelmed people. We brought a lot of energy to a small room. It was interesting, and ended up being a lot of fun. We met some cool people and had some good laughs. I was on fire with my energy telling crazy jokes, I was really outgoing.
I met Shawn’s D who wanted to go with Alex and me to Greenfield Village holiday night of lights.
Elijah (CHRIS MCKAIN) made plans with Alex and I. he called about 7 times when we were there. Even though Alex and I were having a great time, we decided to go to Elijah’s.
We drove to Ypsilanti to hang with him, his creepy roommate, and creepy friend who was NOTHING LIKE ALEX!
They were boring, had no non-alcoholic drinks, and no bottled water. I was just so thirsty. I shared my opinions on the word QUEER and it started a huge confrontation. WTF, I was so mad and bummed. Elijah started bitching about Alex being drunk, his friend was a bitch, and his roommate is so god dam creepy.
Alex and I left and drove home. E wanted us to come back 45min later to pick him up. YEAH RIGHT!
We got home and we were tired but couldn’t sleep. I forgot my lunesta in NOVI so after a crazy night Alex and I decided to driver to Novi. We slept there.
SATURDAY!
We woke up and were going to buy clothes because we only had PJS. Alex didn’t have her ID so went to her house. Her dog was happy to see me.
We then went to great harvest Bread Company. I would live there if I didn’t live here. Everyone was friendly and talkful except the person working. 1 really fat girl who was working had the nickname ONION. It was funny, because she looked like an onion.
We went to target and bought Jewish cards.
We went to my aunts to be Jewish. It was ok, not bad, not good, ok
We went to my grandmas, I like her, and she makes me happy.
We drove by Alex’s child hood home and then went to church
Northridge is amazing. I want to be churchlike; to bad, I’m not godlike.
We are going to make our own church, but also go to the college church group and meet other god’s children. Then convert them to US>the new religion by A&B.
We came to my house and then Justin called. We met him down the street and COSI>I hate cosi.
He was with his BF, a girl, and some exocentric something. I don’t know what that was. I was scared
We sat down and then more people joined us. The one exocentric guy I sat by talked with a FAKE accent, and like a yuppie, but he wasn’t one. Interesting. Then 2 more people joined us. The one HS guy seemed cool. I didn’t understand the match. Dinner was socially awkward yet exciting and weird. My ranch looked like Caesar and I was mad at the scooper.
Elijah came and everything went downhill. What a fuck up.
When we told the people he was coming and he changed his name from CHRIS MCKAIN to Elijah they said “is that what he’s doing this week?”
He came and everyone and thing broke up.
Elijah walked with Alex and me towards my house. When we told him that Justin was dating that one guy he said, “That’s news to me” and immediately got on his phone to OUT this person. FUCK YOU CHRIS MCKAIN. What a crappy thing to do. I spoke up and told him it was inappropriate and wrong. Someone’s sexual orientation has nothing to do with him. I was pissed. He made Alex hold his bags. Ughhh.
We got ice cream and came to my house. He was an ass. He then proceeded to molest me. He jumped on top of me when I was blatantly not interested. He told me to rub him and started feeling my crotch. I was annoyed, pissed, and felt violated. He tried dictating where the night was going to go, and made Alex uncomfortable.
I finally decided he had to go. You don’t fuck with me, especially in my own home.
I went out of my way and offered a ride back for him to Ypsilanti. In the car, he got on his phone, started talking shit about me, so I did the most logical thing that came to mind.
At US23 and Washtenaw, I pulled over and told him to get out. He said “fabulous” and then slammed the door.
FUCK YOU CHRIS MCKAIN.
Elijah is a gay name, and you are not allowed to make up a new name/nickname, you are given them by friends, family, or relatives. You dumbass.
I don’t like you, your creepy roommate, or that bitch of a friend (who once again is not like Alex). FUCK you for wasting my time, my energy, and my life.
CHRIS MCKAIN…you fucking molester.
bz
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Thursday, December 07, 2006
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