My First Drunk Blog

So I decided to do a c=drunken blog post. No internet so I can not tweet it, but who would really see that anywhays? Yes, I put an extra h in anywHays, what are you gonna do about it? I feel I should phut extrah h’s ewherever I possibly chan ( that’s can not Chan).

When I was sober I started watching The Premonition with Sandara Bullock (yes I spelled Sandra wrong, I almost changed it but it made me lagh so ikept it)  and in the beginning )I almost lost where I was going with this) I was so emotional over the death of her husband I was crying.. I am currently watching her get takwn away from her kids.. idk if they can actually do that or if it has to be a cop under the 5150.. pretty dumb.. plus only aa judge or jury can decide if someone is clinically insane.

So im sitting in my old principals house, not my principals old house haaha. Eating top ramen and watching her dog with no pants on… well im not ALWYS watchinh her dog.. like not staring at constantlty. Just keeping an eye out, except not literally.. cuz that would hurt too much and I would ask her to pay me moore than $10 a night. And I hate pants.

It upsets me that she has no internet for me to use and I am probably too drunk to drive.. its only ¼ of a mile to the free internet spot.. wwaaaaiiit.. that’s not very far at all.. I could probably walk! I think I mat try!

I got excited then I got scarted.. that didn’t stop me from smashing a window of a house.. but now im alone.. what if I get raped and kjilled?? Or just killed cuz I wouldn’t want to rape this either. Theres also thatr creepy guy from church you had to turn down last night down the street.. I should probably just stay here and drink some more.. I will probably develop the courafe latrer….shit. I thought I was dping well with the spelling errors… guess not..

UPDATE: this didn’t work out as well as I thought it would be. I am sober now. And wow, no one let me drink by myself again, or drink and blog. It is a dangerous situation lol. So I apologize for my behavior. 

Just a little update, not so funny... just informative.

It has been a while since I last posted. I recently moved out of my parents house and into a house my grandparents own. i moved out with 4 other people. In the woods :) So far it has been pretty awesome.

UPDATE: Yes the house was awesome and I absolutely adored living there, but it becomes less fun when you have psychotic roommates and unfortunately all of mine are psychotic. Oh well, I guess everyone has to have their first roommate story.. I guess mine just won't be positive.

I have also discovered that I can NOT stand "Gleeks".
I learned how to really party and I am bringing that with me. Also the belief in myself that I can smash someones face into the ground.
Also, drama isn't worth it, you have a problem? Come to me and I will show you either my fist or the concrete.

I share a room with a friend I haven't seen in a long time. Turns out we are perfect for each other!
She introduced me to a good friend named Molly. We have had a very eventful few weeks around our house. Many I can't say because it would be incriminating. Just know, they happened at about 2 to 3 o'clock each morning :)

UPDATE: She is the craziest one... No joke, she is psycho.

I have been punched in the face by a dog with a tire, humped countless times and burned the face out of all the pictures of my ex (who by the way is about to get the shit beat out of him because he sucks monkeynuts).

I am now the step-mom of an American Blue-nosed Pitbull named Phoebe. She is ten months old and loves to be obnoxious and retarded.


About 10 weeks ago I came into possession of a beautiful 5 week old American Bulldog :) his name is Bruno and he has helped me through a lot. He is a bundle of energy and joy even through his crippled foot. he is now  15 weeks old and full of personality.. mostly biting your face and doing front flips. The proof is in the constant scratching on my face and chest.


I have since moved back into my parents house.. Yes they are crazy too,  but I am willing to handle them. PLUS no rent, free food, no bills. Good deal... Remind me why I left in the first place? Bruno has become a welcomed addition to the family, everyone loves him. We call him our little RCA dog :)