Back to normal

Oh good. Things were starting to get to happy. I had almost started to love him again. Good thing he's a raging alcoholic with a violent temper to remind me. Yeah. Some girl wouldn't dance with him, after buying her drinks, and whispering sweets in her ear. (I find out the truth when he's drunk) He came home, threw stuff across the living room, broke the refridgerator, (That poor fridge takes more abuse than me) threw ketchup and salsa, or something red and thick, across the sink, up to the roof. Hurled the garbage can across the room, screaming and shouting. i just stayed in bed, rolling my eyes for not realizing it was coming. i mean, it's been almost a week since he's lost his temper. *face palm for being with him*

Damn Truck

Was woken up this morning by Auburn Police. They found Mike's truck. It's at the impound lot up the street, and will cost 486 dollars to get out. Shocked the hell out of me, when Mike pulls 500dollars out of the secret hiding place he hides money in, in case we get robbed. (Seriously) i didn't think he was capable of saving that much money~ he had hid it from himslf from our tax return. Good thing! Anyway, we went up to get the truck out  of impound, only to find out it was 3 blocks away this whole time. There was no sign of forced entry, so they HAD used a key, and when they were done doing whatever they did, ditched it. The apartment manager said it was there for awhile before she called the tow-truck. Crazy!! The pathetic part is, i drove around looking for the truck, but hadn't pulled down those streets because they all ended in cul-e-sacs. Idiot! And he had the nerve to blame me... Was not a good day.

Happy Anniversary

Two years... Wow. We have broken up, gotten back together, had fights, Fights, and FIGHTS. We went out to celebrate, our friendship, maybe. We went to the ale house we went to last year, got a hotel room with a jacuzzi, and had fun. Afterdinner we went to sing, he bought me a teddy bear with a white rose. White roses are my favorite, so this was an added bonus. Sometimes i want to keep the relationship alive, other times, just the friendship. Sometimes i think maybe we can make it work again? Sometimes i wish i could just move away. These are sad thoughts to have on an anniversary. I do love him, but i dont LOVE him. Make sense?

2years

‎2 years ago today, i was the designated driver for my friends. I sat at the bar drinking pepsi and listening to horrid karaoke. This man came and nibbled on my ear; i gave him a fake number. He saw something in me that made him track me down... And here we are. I love him, i love his kids, and i have a new family. Thank you for a wonderful 2 years, Mike, Michelle, Nate and Brandy!

Mike's truck!!

Okay, today will be one of those days that we will lookback n in disbelief. Every morning, mike wakes up, opens the curtains and checks the weather. This really sucks if i'm not ready to wake up. This morning i wasn't ready, and i really wasn't ready for the words "Shit! My truck is gone!" I laughed, haha, so he'd shut the curtains. He wasn't joking. Now, shortly after we moved in, we saw some kids in the parking lot, actually checking our cars. I didn't pay any attention really, but Mike grew up diferently than me, so he did. And good thing too,cause the next day his truck speakers were stolen. Insurance would have been a good idea, but he refuses it because he's such a good driver. Hmm... seems being a good driver wont help ya now that you have no truck, and no insurance. Anyway...

i got out of bed, saw that he wasn't kidding, and went to make sure this wasnt a joke. Once, at the bar, mike used his truck key to open,start and MOVE another person's truck. I thought maybe someone had done the same. Checked the parking lot, no truck. So i called 911. And i'm pacing in the parking lot 15 minutes late when the police showed up. At THAT point, Mike came down.  The police took a report, asked him why he didnt have insurance, and left. Gonna be a bad day...

Insomnia

i have it. i hate it. i hate laying here hour after hour, listening to mike sleep, watching movies, even the sleeping pills don't help! I'd tell my doctor, but he'd just give me another pill bottle. I love my doctor, dont get me wrong. I just hate not sleeping.