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My car was broken into, while parked in my driveway.

I hardly ever drive, and Mike is down almost every weekend, so he drives us anywhere...sometime between saturday night at 10 pm, and monday afternoon, my small window on the passanger side was smashed out with a rock.

And for what? my old cell phone that doesn't even work.

I feel so violated, so taken advantage of...What did I ever do? I'm a caring person, I take care of people, I recycle, I don't drive much, I take care of the earth, my neighbors, my family...and for what? my car to be broken into for a cell phone that doesn't even turn on??

I filed a police report, it won't do any good. I know that...I've lost all hope in humanity.

The only thing that I got lucky about this, was the police officer had me follow him to a glass place that he apparently goes to...they bent over backwards to get me a new window for only $125...

However after they fixed it, I went to pick it up, and the guy who put the window in personally, walked away with my only set of keys...So i had to wait for half an hour for him to come back with them. They took $25 off of my fee...woopee.

Then, on the way home, I noticed a ticking noise while driving...Turned out I had a 3 inch bolt in my tire. I don't know who turned off my good luck meter, or if it ran out, or what. Luckily Town Fair Tire just plugged it for less than $5, and it will last as long as the tire does.

So on top of this whole horrible depressing day, I (without meaning) took my frustration out on Mike....which lead to us barely holding together...barely. I ended up driving the hour and 15 minutes to his house to fix us, and its still on terribly rocky ground. But we're trying to work everything out. I feel like we will, we've become pretty dependable on each other...pathetically.

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This was taken at Hampton Beach, NH, on our 1 year anniversary. It was a great day. He got out of work at 4, earlier than he was supposed to, we went up to Markeys, they best seafood place probably on the face of the earth, and spent a good hour and a half laying on the beach, walking in the water, skipping stones. We walked alonge the boardwalk for a while too...got ice cream...It was a lovely day. 

My infatuation with sign language is really out of control...I want to learn it so bad. I think the idea of being able to communicate with anyone without speaking, or hearing, is just amazing. I know how to say a few small things, like shoe sizes, thank you, alcohol (of course), and a couple others. I know the alphabet...But I want to know everything...I tried my luck with spanish, it didn't go over so well...I just don't know where to go to learn sign language...

In other news, the move went pretty well, everything still isn't unpacked, and its a mess...but its getting there slowely. I've been having to do everything since my roommate is away, but its okay. It is however so hot up there...we're on the 3rd floor, and its so humid and hot its disgusting. My poor cats, I feel so bad. I gave in last night and turned the ac on. I cooled it down from 96 (in my bedroom) to 77...then shut it off. I probably broke the bank with that one...oh well. I just felt so bad for the cats. I took their food, water, and litter box into my bedroom and baracaded my door with towels to keep the cooler air in. haha. They weren't happy until it got down to about 85. Poor things...It must suck being an animal in the summer.

Mike and I's one year anniversary is tomorrow...I find that absolutally rediculous...one year? Christ...I do love him. It's true. We have our huge differences, but I couldn't see myself working this well with anyone else. We're definitly a one of a kind relationship. He's a great guy. I couldn't have asked for anyone better to come into my life. Someone is definitly looking out for me lately.

I'm at work right now, very bored. extremely tired, and hoping I can find somewhere to put air in one of my tires, so I can drive the hour and a half to Mikes house tonight.

I really am happy about tomorrow. I've never been with someone for over a year...and it was so easy with him...Its so funny thinking about how much has changed since we started going out, how much we've both grown to depend and trust and love each other.

so my third roommate, the one I like to refer to as the bitch, moved out yesterday. I swung by the house after I got out of work, just to give the cats some extra food, since I was going to Mikes till Wednesday, and Alan was going to feed them this afternoon, at least 18 hours after I left.

Apparently sometime after I left, the bitch thought it would be fine to open our apartment door, and the front door of the house, to carry all of her crap out...

Without the slightest concern for my cats. They're indoor cats, never been outside, never should go outside...I live in the city. It's dangerous. If they get out, they'll be gone forever.

Yea, well, the smartest bitch on the world, who I should also mention has nooooo consideration for others, but asks everything of everyone, along with her degenerate boyfriend of hers...had no problem leavin the doors open.

When alan came to feed the cats today, he was looking for the cats, and only found one of them. Thankfully he was there to feed them. Had any of my other friends fed them, they wouldn't have noticed. They just come in, feed them, and leave. Alan however, loves the babies as much as Mike and I do.

He stayed here while on the phone with me (already driving back to Provi from Nashua, NH) and I was telling him all the spots she usually hides in this dump. and of course, she was nowhere.

I got back, went and knocked on a few neighbors doors, left notes, left my number...all the while trying to hold myself together has hard as it was. I was a mess. As soon as Alan had said Thumbs was missing, I was crying. All I could think was the Bitch killed her or took her or let her out.

Suprise.

However, out of sheer luck, or someone looking out for me, Thumbs ended up on the back stair case since yesterday night, probably around 8. I found her around 8....Thankfully Robee was sitting by the back door meowing and clawing at it...thank God. As soon as I opened the door, she stuck her head through, and ran into their litter box. hah, then ate a horse load of food.

I just cried and cried and cried, after she was done eating I scooped her up and just sat with her for like, an hour...just crying

How thoughtless can you be to leave doors open when there is KNOWINGLY two strictly indoor cats in the building? What would ever possess someone to be so careless with someone elses stuff, never mind something life?? I was so furious.

At first I thought maybe the cat was locked in her room, and she refused to come home and unlock it so I could look for her. because thats how nice of a person she is. She texted me like, two hours later asking if I found the cat, after I had. I texted her back saying "luckily for your and (boyfriend) I did. I'm done speaking with you. good luck where you move to. Thanks for being considerate for others"

Im not sure how someone can be so uncaring for something, or for someone else. It's terible. It's not suprising. Her and her boyfriend are just huge stoners, and never have enough money to pay rent, bills, anything. They spend all their money on weed and alcohol.

Good Ridance. Thats what I say. Good Fucking Ridance

Mike and I spent nearly all day monday driving to different furniture stores, looking at bedroom dressers and matresses and beds. it was a bit overwhelming. I think the funniest thing, however, was that at Bobs Discount Furniture, the only bedroom set I fell in love with, was for a child. I'm so lame. haha. It was a great laugh though.

We then went to Ikea. Let me tell you, my family has been avid shoppers of Ikea. I however, have never been. Driving up to this place, it was just, HUGE. I walked in and fell in love. I also found my dream bed and dresser, that I can't wait to get. I'm really excited. I could have spent every penny I had that day. Suprisingly, I didn't spend a dime.

However, on the way home, pulling up to a red light, a Robin flew straight into our windsheild. We were only rolling to a spot, but the bird didn't fare so well...I looked behind me and it was on the road. I almost started to cry. All I could think was, its baby egg season, what if that bird was a mom bird and now its baby birds are going to get cold or eaten and die??

I decided at that point that I'm going to stop eating meat again. I didn't eat meat for a few months before, I'm aware I'm able to do it. It just made me so sad to think that I'm eating an animals mom that it needs to survive...

Maybe I'll still eat fish...most fish reproduce and don't take care of their young...I don't know. It just made me so sad. Poor Mike was almost crying. He has such a huge problem with animals dying. When my fish bowl got knocked over and Sponge almost died, he was a mess. Somehow Sponge survived the 4 foot drop, and the bowl landing on top of him...I have no idea how.
Although he always did swim a little sideways after that....

To bad my cats ate him...now that made me a mess.

10 days until Meg and I move to our new apartment. Let me tell you, the faster I can get out of this dumpy attic apartment with our 3rd roommate bitch, the happier I'll be. And it's extremely close to downtown, so it'll only be a 20 minute walk to work and school, rather than 45 up hill.

And plus, Ikea is going to make my room awesome.

I didn't mean for it to be like this. All I wanted to to do something good for myself, and for you...it seems the more I try, I seem to mess things up.

just a few more months till New York...

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It's always better when he takes me away.

I realized while at work, that there's a lot of rude people in this world. I think working at a mall can make you realize a lot of things. The other day a security gaurd got his throat cut in JCpennys for trying to stop some kids from stealing and harrassing an older woman. He spent 10 days in the hospital, he's okay now.

One of my employees sister got mugged after school one day. Three kids attacked her, she's in highschool, the kids were younger than I am. They followed her off the bus and attacked her in the middle of the day in front of her own apartment. Luckily, their landlord was outside. She got lucky enough to walk away only with a black eye.

On the topic of work, the founder of my store is coming tomorrow to show us paint swatches and see what we think. I'm horribly nervous. I've talked to him on the phone many times, but he's so scatter brained and all over the place, I'm horribly worried. Working in a retail store, thats basis is on fashion is a bit difficult when you're like myself, fashion dumb. I'm learning, slowely but surely. I just hope he doesn't ask me things I don't know. Although I'm even suprised by my own knowledge of our store sometimes.

On a better note, in about a week I'll have my associates in Business Management. It nearly boggles my mind. I'll be honest, the idea of growing up scares me. I may have my associates, and be a manager at the age of 20, but I still have no idea what I'm doing. I learn by mistakes and experiences. This job may only be my college job, and I do get paid like I'm in highschool, but it's the experience I need, and the job on my resume, along with my associates, will look great in the future.

The babies ( my cats ) got their rabies shots the other day. It was a play date actually, I went with a friend and her cat. It was exciting. Except Thumbs horribly hates the car, and hyperventilates. She's okay though. She was calmer after we picked up my friend and her cat. It was cute. They were mad at me for the rest of the day however, I'm sure they didn't like getting a needle stuck into their hind legs.

I bought a Bonsai kit today...it came with pre-packed seeds, some potting soil, and a clay pot. I've always had a thing about growing a tree. I've always liked the idea of growing something that can outlive you, and have it for the rest of your life.

I mean, families have heirlooms, like wedding dresses, houses, cars, valuable stuff that I've never and will never have to pass on to my family, god-forbid I ever have one...but I love the idea of saving the earth, and helping the enviroment in a lot of ways. When you're young, you learn that trees are important and Earth-day in my town was known as "Plant-A-Tree-Day".

What better to have as an heirloom than a tree? My mother has a cactus that my great grandmother grew. She broke a peice off from some cactus in Arizona, and grew it into the 6 foot tall cactus that is now in my parents living room.

I think people should be green all the time. Whats so hard with walking or riding a bike every once in a while? It's a lot quicker to ride bikes in big cities anyways. And is it hard to shut off all of your electronics when no one will be home? there is no point to heat a house in the winter if you're going away for the weekend. And turn the heat way down to like, 55 while you're sleeping. You have blankets, everyone does.
And I think everyone should have at least one plant in their house or apartment...It'll make you feel better....My roommate and I have 4...whenever the Bonsai tree sprouts.

I think it's wrong that companies and tv channels only go green when its popular during Earth week. Why don't they do that always? Everyone gets hyped up saying they'll do better this year, but everyone only cleans and reduces their use of electricy and water and recycle one week a year.

Last night Mike and I went to the movies. When we came home, there was a man at the end of the driveway going through our apartments trash. I know I don't throw away anything important to me, but I didn't feel comfortable with someone going through my trash. Mike was going to say something to him, until we notice he was going though the trash to collect recyclable cans.
I felt kind of bad. I had 4 or 5 large bags of recyclable beer cans in my trunk that I've been meaning to bring to the recycling center, but I never have time...we ended up giving them to him. I know it was a small act, and the amount of cans I gave him probably was only worth $6, but it made his day. He was so happy. He said thank you over and over, saying God Bless and that it was his lucky day.

It kind of mad me feel good that I could help someone in a tough spot, but it also made me sad. I don't think he was getting them for alcohol. He didn't seem like he was a drunk. He did have a car, but it was very beaten up and old. I hope he isn't a drunk.

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I got lucky today, and was able to come home for 45 minutes after my 4 hours of classes, and before my 8 1/2 hours of work...

I've realized today that my kittens have gotten really big since we got them the weekend after Thanksgiving, and after my throat surgery...Obviously its been a long time, and they aren't a month old anymore...still shocks me sometimes when I look at how big they got..

the first one was about in the beginning of december, thats Thumbs

The second one, my Robot, was the 2nd week we had them...

The 3rd is Thumbs, clearly the week before christmas... 

and the last one was two weeks ago....

Robot got so fat and big...Thumbs is the runt, so she'll probably be tiny for a long time.

I'm attempting to get over this whole, "writers-block" thing I have going on here...I'm stretched thin.

Maybe I'll wake up tomorrow and figure out where to begin...