Someone keyed my car!

and although my car isn't new, and has a few dents and scratches in it already (ones I know by heart), I was still pissed all the same. Drama just never seems to end, I mean, one saga ends and another begins. There are a few people I suspect-
a.Of course the X, I wouldn't put anything past her triflin behind
b.this chick name Toya who thinks I like her "friend" (I was parked next to her car today so it was MOST likely her)
c.Bitchy McBitch Bitch

O well tho, my car still runs smoothly, it's just another scratch on my car.

Some people are just that bold...or that f'ing stupid

My sperm donor called once again, I wasn't surprised, he WAS going to call back at some point in time, it was just a matter of when. So he called Whitney, finally, after 3 or 4 weeks of graduating, and decided upon then, that hey, he does have 2 other offspring that he would talk to. Whitney came downstairs after about 20 minutes of listening to him flap his gums, and handed me the phone. I'm talking to him, and was irritated that this nigga interrupted my phone time, but I wasn't going to be ugly. So Whitney hands me the phone-
Me-What's up
SD- How are you
Me-I'm str8
::he laughs::
Thinks to myself-wtf is so funny

...he does most of the talking because of course, he's arrogant, and he likes to hear himself talk. But he proceeded to tell me I needed to ATTEND a 4 year institution (despite the fact that I already have 2 years behind me and I have a year and half ahead of me) and! I should be tested (STD TESTING THAT IS) everytime I get a new partner,I need to focus on what I want to do with my life, and despite the fact that my gpa was honor worthy, a gpa of 3.69 last semester isn't good enough. WAIT, HOLD UP.

Me- Nigga you been outta my life for 15 years, get the fuck
SP-Quinn...
Me-Sperm donor, go back to that triflin bitch and monkey ass children you produced with her
::click::

Did I have a chance to say that? YES, but I didn't. I wish I did though, don't ask me why I didn't, instead, I just let him talk and talk and talk, and talk some more.

Moving on to...Confused, now everyone reads everyone's blogs right? Every now and then, we get a few new readers and whatnot. Never would I think that grown adults would have i-net drama, that's pointless. So why in the hell would a person who goes by Confused go to certain blogs, REAL PEOPLE WITH REAL LIFE PROBLEMS, and criticize them? She didn't come to my blog and say anything, but she went to Diggs blog *and I love HER BLOG*, and made a comment that should have never been made. She probably falls in somewhere along the lines of X and Bitch-In-Question.

QUINN. This was one of the first post-Ryan Irish surnames to become accepted for both boy and girl babies, and still has a lot of style and strength. It means "intelligent" in Gaelic, and also harks back to the Old English word cwen, which means "queen."
MARIE. Marie, the French form of Mary, tends to sound more dated than either Mary or Maria at this point, although at one time it rivaled both, actually reaching the number two spot in America at the end of the '20s. Marie, right now, is a stenographer who's never become computer literate.
GORDON. Gordon is an upstanding Scottish clan name, more substantial than the trendy Jordan, and would make a good conservative but not stodgy choice.

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@ anon, whoa...wanna try him out for yourself?

@diggs...I think they have like their own underground army or something, I mean, they're EVERYWHERE, hey, maybe the chick I'm talking about you might know too, who knows. He is rather unaffected by the X, he's pretty confident the "child" isn't his, but we'll know for sure when he takes a paternity test. I'd rather not be anywhere near her when the results come tho, I might have to choke a bitch.

Damn AOL!!!!! Only AOL Broadband would screw up a decent post and DELETE everything. So I'm back at square one...re-typing a funny story.

So anyways, I've met his mother, but in the worst way. His mother recently had surgery, so while recuperating, she's staying in his one bedroom, one bathroom apartment. And like a good son, he gave her his room, and took to the couch, which is just as comfortable. So, after work the other day, I stop by. Now, it's like 1:30 in the morning, and we ASSume that she's sleeping...so we're just hugging,cuddling, kissing, and eventually that turns into us fooling around. Well, articles of clothing slowly but surely start coming off, and that's when MOM decides that she's thirsty, and gets up to get a drink. The look on her face was pure shock, I mean, when I've caught my mom in the act, I'm usually more embarrassed then she is, so I can imagine how she felt. I don't know who was more embarrassed, me or her.

I almost feel like Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes...without the stardom and the money...well not quite, maybe Angelina Jolie and Brat Pitt, they're denying whatever relationship they might have. Well, he and I are doing just that. People speculate, but they don't know for sure. And when people speculate, they talk. It was no secret that we showed interest in eachother, but now they don't know for sure if we're together or not together, because he and I have decided not to discuss our relationship with anyone. It gets to the point that when we deny, or simply say mind your damn business, people start making shit up. People who know the least have the most to say. For instance, Wayne, who has made comments about him
a)paying my cell bill (uhhhh...no)
b)paying my credit card bills (what credit card bills?)
c)paying my student loans (don't pay those back until I GRADUATE)
d)putting gas in my car (ok he does do that)
e)and giving me money just because (and uhhhh...no again)
Then, after making those claims, he says I'm using him, and if he was any good in bed, he really wouldn't have to go out of his way to do anything for me because I'm "easy".What's Wayne's reason behind saying this to anyone who will listen? Hell if I know, he's probably still sore because I told him I wouldn't have sex with him.

Add insult to injury- the X who claimed she was pregnant with his baby has not been heard from since she told him she "will see his ass in court". Rumor is that it isn't even his baby, but for the dude she left him for...and on top of that, the only reason why she even came back into the picture is because she realized she made a mistake, and wants him back, so we have one scenario where she claims to be pregnant (no proof of that yet) with his baby...OR! the guy she left him for says those 3 classic words "it ain't mine", and needs some kind of child support to help her out because she doesn't work. ::dundundun:: The plot thickens. I hate scandalous bitches, they make it bad for the rest of us. I really don't like the tramp, and if I see her, I might pick up a rock and throw it at her. Hopefully for her sake it's really a pebble I'm throwing.

Beat it Black



Thriller Red

So off topic, but I think I'm slowly falling in love. I get butterflies in my stomach everytime I'm around him, everytime he holds me. He's so special, he's everything I hoped for and more. I kick myself for not giving this guy a chance when I had one, when I was told to leave James alone because I deserved better (which was something I heard a lot when I was with him), he was the one all along. He makes me laugh, he makes me smile. I can actually cry in front of him. I'm such a dork, but I love that puppy love feeling.

Randomness

It is so annoying that people actually have to put on a front just to be accepted. What are you trying to prove? This facade that you put up will eventually come down. Better yet, burning bridges (friendships) because you feel like you need to hop on the bandwagon everyone else is on.

Is it that serious when I let things go, literally, that people try even harder to get my attention?

Wanna actually surprised me by making a comment about how I can come into work, and still keep my head up despite what's going on around me.

Dude and I talked about the situation at hand, and I've decided, that if it's his, which I doubt, we'll deal with it...after all, I can't be upset with him for doing something months ago that had nothing to do with me. Besides, I love kids, and plan on having 3-4 of my own...one day...I noticed people aren't blogging as much as usual...are we going through a bloggers depression or something? Or maybe it's the season for UNINTERESTING things to actually blog about.


Nothing going on really, The Grand Dramatics are at it's best, if I could write a story on it, it would be a bestseller. I've basically kept to myself about anything and everything that's going on, I ignore everything that's going on there, just go in, do my work, and go home. I've started looking for another job, but nothing...yet.

I actually have "Case of the Ex" drama. My significant other shall I say, it accused of fathering his ex girlfriend's unborn child. Now I won't go into great detail about this triflin bitch, but she is a LYING tramp, beyond words really. I don't know what to make of the situation, but he claims it's not his baby. Could he be lying? Is he being honest? Is there even really a baby? It's just a bunch of jumbled thoughts. I really like this dude, and I'd hate for something like this to jeopardize whatever potential we have. God, I hate this. This really sux, the mistakes that Jerrod and James and Aaron (not in that order, or maybe THEY were my mistakes) have made are weighing down heavily on my mind, I don't know if I can go through anymore.

Batman Beginnings was so good...the only benefit I'll actually miss from working at The Grand, that is, when I quit, which I plan on doing very soon...Not much has been going on, I've become so lazy this past week. I don't feel like doing ANYTHING, I won't even walk over to the pool just to take a dip, and it's like 20 steps away. I went and saw my lawyer today, the guy who hit me and my sister last year is fighting back...for what, I dunno, he HIT us. So we had to go testify against his ass. I hate the drivers in New Orleans, they can't drive for shit. My sister bought the Black Eye Peas album, so good, way better than their first. Coldplay's new album is pretty good too. Not much else to talk about.

The only good thing about my job, is I get to see all the free movies in the world...even before they come out :D, so with that said, I encourage everyone to go see Mr. and Mrs.Smith, movie kicked ass.

MAJOR SHOPPING SPREE FOR ME!!!!

I'm so mad that after deposting $578.43 into my account last FRIDAY, I only have a total of $18.22 in my account tonight. Like WTF dude did I spend like that...I know I spent like $200 dollars and some change in Victoria Secrets (I know I know...but, they had all this stuff on sale and everything that I needed, plus I bought Amber a few bras), then I bought the cutest pair of sunglasses in Shoenami, but then again, I bought Amber and I both a pair of shoes...and then I bought some more shoes from American Eagle...and a few t shirts, and some shorts...a ring...(I'm broke until next Friday, my next check is going to be shitty so I'm taking donations!) But then again all of my bills are up to date, I don't owe anything until August so...I'm almost done paying that cell phone bill! LOL I have until September (exaggerating). I know I can make the rest of my $18.22 work until next Friday, that just means no more eating out...or buying things at random...I do need a pedicure tho...

Ok Jerrod's gay,bi, what have you, he's out the closet, he didn't want anyone to know, now everyone knows and he's not talking to anyone, period. Sad part about all of this, the way he was exposed, and the way it all went down (all because of WANNA,go figure) I actually feel bad for the kid. Despite all that shit he's done and drama he's caused, I feel bad for him, like I should say something...or something. I personally have nothing against homosexuality, but, I still see him as a whiny bitch, I guess I just have a little bit more compassion for him now. If there were some kind words I could give him, it would probably be along the lines of "suck it up, you'll be okay."-and that's me just being nice. This was forced karma seriously...but oh well, it was bound to happen. Surprisingly however, that after Jerrod was found to be gay, I haven't received one single restricted phone call...hmmm...

So I'm actually considering going to Cali, which is odd because I HATE L.A. with a passion. I dunno, nothing is finalized...yet.

It's official, my second summer class has been cancelled...which means...NO REFUND CHECK :( No seriously, I wasn't going to school for the refund check, but it does suck because the classes I was going to take I now have to take in the fall, which fux up my fall schedule.

My step-mother called my house like 3 days ago claiming to be a friend of Whitney's named Vanessa. When my mom asked about this Vanessa chick with a Virgina area code, my sister said what the fuck? Two days later, my SPERM DONOR calls, he's either fucking crazy or he's just that fucking bold, I'd say he has a lot of balls calling my house because he's an arrogant bastard. My sister was not home at the time, she and I were at the nail shop so he did not get the pleasure of hearing her voice, but I'd watch out if I were him, my sister has a few choice words for his arrogant ass.

Donald is away in Tennessee, and I'm bored as hell. I need to find me a hobby...soon...

Rayanne came by and we went and got some Chinese food and caught up on some stuff, she's decided to bury the hatchet and call Lauren, much luck to her. She's going to Chicago for an internship.

My bracelet broke :( (thanx to my dog Jess), and it's going to cost like $150 to repair it

Saturday me and my sister's went to go see Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, it was soooooo good, like, 1/4 of the audience was crying (the other 25% were males obviously)....but! Star Wars was better, I'm kinda mad that Hayden Chistianson got all scarred up and went psycho...but hey, he plays Darth Vader so...

I've been tagged by Des!

Total number of books I own: wow, um, I couldn't tell you honestly (assuming comic books and magazines don't count) probably close to about 300, but the bulk of that probably would be my Babysitters Club and Fear Street collection that I've had since I was like, 10.
Last book I bought: College books count? No kidding, um, the Mis-Education of a Negro I think
Last book I read: Harry Potter's 5th installment The Order of The Phoenix
Current book I'm reading: Rich Dad Poor Dad
Fiction or non-fiction: Fiction
Most read book: Lord of The Rings The Fellowship of the Ring
Largest Impact: I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
Sexiest book: anything by Zane
Biggest disappointment: None...yet
Book Tag: Gian!

It's funny that I can have things so together, things so planned out, for everything to come falling down like a bunch of building blocks. I forget how I can easily block out pain, become numb to the effect it has on me. When people get close to me, I push them away. I thought I had stopped, but I haven't. I block people out, like I do pain. I don't think I've ever learned to deal with my emotions in a healthy way, and for that I feel like a fraud. I put up this front like no one can hurt me, and when someone actually does hurt me, in any kind of way, I block it out.

My mom wants me to leave the state and go stay with my aunt in L.A. But I don't know if I can, I'm terrified of leaving everything I know behind just to find myself. My mom thinks I'm in this endless cycle, she thinks I'm stressed over my job, stressed over school ( I mean, I have transferred twice already), I think her biggest fear is that I'll end up doing nothing. I'm scared to death to leave, but, it's almost intriguing. Leaving would allow me to start over somewhere else, to finally just grow. I don't know, it's just a lot to consider.

Leave me the hell alone!!!!

I've mentioned before that someone's calling my number private...well, they're doing it more OFTEN now, and I really don't want to change my number because everyone has it...and I've had it for like 2 years. But I might be forced to change my number :( fucking sicko. It's probably some crazy ex of mine...

In other news, Jerrod has finally gotten his, I won't say much more right now, but let's just say that he's no longer trapped in the closet, he has no choice but to come out now.

One of my classes were cancelled, and that only means a bigger refund check for me.

Therass (the other manager who signed off on my suspension papers) told me to "let it go"...wtf? I believe I said absolutely NOTHING to her at work today (my first day back), except for maybe Hmmmm when she called my name. I have no desire to speak with her, and had no intention to because she wasn't the only manager on duty. Of course, when she pulled me into the office to tell me this, I wanted to laugh, but could only raise my eyebrows and kind of smirk at her. I think she might've been serious. I ended up going home early because it didnt feel like my vacation lasted long enough...

I know I've been blogging like crazy lately...

but I really do have a lot on mind right now. It just seems like it's one thing after another. I just realized today that I haven't talked to Lauren since the night of her birthday, the night she told Rayanne that Rayanne "could trust her opinions before Quinn's". I don't hold grudges, but I'm still kind of bitter about what she said that night. Lauren is leaving for London this month...if she isn't already gone. I'm not sad about her leaving, I don't really care that she's leaving. I haven't talked to her in 6 months...so why should I care? The little voice in my head is saying...because she's your BEST friend...and the other voice is saying...WAS, past tense. Sure, I think us growing apart was bound to happen, but as I looked through my senior book, it's kind of hard to believe she's the same person. The Lauren now would probably want to make you smack her...the Lauren then you would almost claim to be your blood. I think this is one friendship I'll let go.

I've been put back on the schedule...no big deal. I don't even care really, I'm just numb to the idea of going back to work, especially with the drama that's going on. Dwayne called me today, he was furious. Apparently Jerrod accused Dwayne of sexually harassing a 16 year old girl (who didn't complain might I add) They had a big ass meeting, I didn't get all the gory details, nor did I care to. My name of course was dragged into it, because Jerrod told the GM that Dwayne and I are sleeping together. When I heard that, all I could do was laugh, I'm laughing now just thinking about it. It's funny how much damage one person can do, it's even funnier that people are gunning for him now. I of course, am staying out of it. The last thing I need is to lose my cool over a very unstable person...


One of my classes start tomorrow, and I am actually DREADING it because it's 4 hours long...

My mom told me today she doesn't want me to move out. She also told me she was depressed. I really had no response to either. I had an idea she was depressed, but I haven't the slighest idea on how to help her. I think most doctors are quacks, and the ones who are paid big bucks to tell you something you already know is a waste of money. I think this is something she honestly has to deal with on her own. I think she needs to find the root of her problems and deal with them the best she can. Or take anti-depressants...it sux that she's unhappy, because my mother is someone that deserves to be happy.

Why? Why? Why?

I won't even sugar coat this post, why James why? It took me a second to collect my thoughts, but after all that I've said, the only thing YOU got from it was that as you say my "outgrowing" you means that "I'm better than you"? Even after I broke it down in simpler terms, that didn't make a difference. And while I was collecting my thoughts, it wasn't even necessarily me outgrowing you, it was that I have a completely different mindset, and my change could obviously never be compatible to yours because you're still the same person that you were 5 months ago, selfish and still insecure. You told me, time after time, that maybe the result of our relationship was because of me, but once I let you go, and decided TO change those flaws within me, it wasn't me to begin with. It was never me. What exactly did you expect from me after we started talking again? For us to get in another relationship and make repeated attempts to go back to what we were? Never. So you still want to mess around? Can't do that, and for two reasons. While I was with you, and when I was without you, I learned to value myself more than I did, but when I was with you, I didn't really like who I was because of you. You haven't changed at all, and all the while you were telling me I needed to change it was really you who should've looked in the mirror and picked out the flaws in your character. Second reason...simple. You already know about ::BLEEP::, and despite that I actually have FEELINGS for someone other than you, that doesn't make a difference. You actually wanted me to consider jeapordizing a potential relationship for someone who doesn't want to change...I'm sorry, I had to let this out.

FBI Exhumes Casket of Emmett Till

Why?

''One purpose of this is to positively identify the remains and dispel any rumors as to whether it is truly Emmett Till or not,'' FBI spokesman Frank Bochte said. A second reason, he said, is to ''see if any further evidence can be looked at to help Mississippi officials bring additional charges if warranted.''

Me? Even tho I'm just an ordinary citizen with a small voice in the US, I find something very wrong with this. 50 years ago, these two racist bastards killed him, were aqcuitted of all charges, and then released a statement to the magazine saying...no wait, boasting, that they did indeed kill him, and could no be charged again with the same crime. Now the FBI have dug up his remains for the dumbest reasons: to dispel any rumors (sorry assholes, but rumors are just that, rumors, who cares if they're true or not,positively confirming his identity would do what?) and to bring additional charges if necessary (to whom? the two bastards who killed him? because if they aren't dead they're probably in a home wilting away).