Ahhh, I don't even care anymore about blogging! I feel like I am drifting of into Hermit Land, and a small wave of depression is ebbing and flowing throughout my body. I swear, I don't lie to my mom about anything, but I'm starting to think that I just should. So yesterday my mother starting screaming at my step-dad for literally 15 mins (at the top of her lungs), "I don't like how you're making me crazy". She just screamed this over and over, occasionally mixing in "Shut up, I can't hear myself think". So... I woke up and was almost happy that my mom has finally come to terms about how she's a hermit herself and is getting old while developing dementia. So I wait about an hour and get ready and come out to chill with my momma. So I should have realized she was going to transpose her aggression onto me, my fault obviously... so I start to get an earful about how she's unhappy. The sad thing is she doesn't realize it until after, especially when she starts to scream at me, and accidentally uses her husband's name when she's yelling at me! Anyways the truth is that I've over stayed my welcome here, and although I'm relatively no trouble... I'm not a punching bag for her when she's unable to work her martial problems out.
So I'm gonna get serious about getting a job (Hint: Anyone reading this in need of a super cool techie employee, hit me up! I'm not tied down and actually would love a change in scenery), and if need be I'm gonna pack up, sell a few things, and live out of my car till I can settle down. Haha, don't feel bad, I can get a gym membership and live by the lakefront! It's sad that living out of my car would be so less stressful than living at home! So mandeland sucks. It's a horrible dump with nice fake scenery. There's one arcade, and when I go there I look sorta creepy cuz I'm the only one in the 25-40 age range there. Except for the shit load of girls younger than me with babies.
Seriously anyone my age in the town is either married and lame, or divorced with kids and baggage. I'm serious. Everyone seems to have thought life was a race and they had to hurry up and grow up as soon as possible. But, then there are the people like me! In case you didn't know I'm 28, graduated high school, continued to college, got a degree in psychology, and worked as a social worker after I graduated! Sounds great right, no... two failed attempted at marriage, and mental and psychical problems later, I'm living at home with my mom grasping onto glimpses of occasional outings with friends where I'm constantly reminded... life: this is too much bike for you, Jetowa!
And by bike I mean, you're not too old, but you're getting there! Ohhh well, I'm going to continue to party and play games. It's a waste of time thinking about whether or not to do something. You might as well just do it. Like dancing or just having fun, it's not a big deal what someone else things about it. Although you can get trapped by that kind of thinking too, and become a horrible person. Ahh, I'm just mumbling now! I just wish life was a little bit easier (difficultly toggle anyone). Phhhsh, the fun is in the challenge!
Open Invitation for friends: Anyone in the New Orleans area or just visiting around here, let's get together! I'm an excellent tour guide, and would love to party with friends!!!
So I'm gonna get serious about getting a job (Hint: Anyone reading this in need of a super cool techie employee, hit me up! I'm not tied down and actually would love a change in scenery), and if need be I'm gonna pack up, sell a few things, and live out of my car till I can settle down. Haha, don't feel bad, I can get a gym membership and live by the lakefront! It's sad that living out of my car would be so less stressful than living at home! So mandeland sucks. It's a horrible dump with nice fake scenery. There's one arcade, and when I go there I look sorta creepy cuz I'm the only one in the 25-40 age range there. Except for the shit load of girls younger than me with babies.
Seriously anyone my age in the town is either married and lame, or divorced with kids and baggage. I'm serious. Everyone seems to have thought life was a race and they had to hurry up and grow up as soon as possible. But, then there are the people like me! In case you didn't know I'm 28, graduated high school, continued to college, got a degree in psychology, and worked as a social worker after I graduated! Sounds great right, no... two failed attempted at marriage, and mental and psychical problems later, I'm living at home with my mom grasping onto glimpses of occasional outings with friends where I'm constantly reminded... life: this is too much bike for you, Jetowa!
And by bike I mean, you're not too old, but you're getting there! Ohhh well, I'm going to continue to party and play games. It's a waste of time thinking about whether or not to do something. You might as well just do it. Like dancing or just having fun, it's not a big deal what someone else things about it. Although you can get trapped by that kind of thinking too, and become a horrible person. Ahh, I'm just mumbling now! I just wish life was a little bit easier (difficultly toggle anyone). Phhhsh, the fun is in the challenge!
Open Invitation for friends: Anyone in the New Orleans area or just visiting around here, let's get together! I'm an excellent tour guide, and would love to party with friends!!!
