Life Updates...I guess

This is going to be a pretty scrambled post......like most of mine are. Oh well. Let's get started, shall we?

So I started going to DeVry because I needed to go back to school, and that seemed like a good one. and so far it is. Well two weeks into the new school year, my keyboard breaks. How fun. Right? No. Not fun. Not right. Well luckily I had just gotten my refund, so I am able to go get a new keyboard. YAY! That's the first thing to tell you guys. 

Second thing: Back to the school money. Getting a new tattoo. A jellyfish on my thigh. Don't worry. I will show you guys. I am getting it tomorrow. Super excited/nervous/suuuuper excited. Joe is also getting a new tattoo. Blastoise. Lame men. I do love our tattoo artist, because he gives us a discount. Joe is best friends with his step son though. So yeah. There is that. Lol. 

Third thing: My mom is moving across country to Kentucky. Right now. Literally. She is driving through Utah as I type this. It's strange not living in the same area as my mom anymore. 

Another thing: I have no idea what else I am typing. I just know that this is not long enough of a blog post to even be worth it. 

Oh. We rearranged our living room. For like the 5th time since we moved in here. In October. -_- Whatever. It does feel like there is more floor space though. So that is a good thing.

"Friends"

I'm pretty sure I have already written about this, but I just don't care.

I am sick and tired of trying to maintain a friendship with some of my High School friends. What is the point? Is there even reason to do so? I don't think so. If feels like they don't want to be my friend anymore. It feels like they don't care about me anymore. I have always been there for them, but whenever I need to talk to someone, they never message me back. Not until a day, or even longer, later; if they ever message me back at all. It makes me feel like that there is no point in their friendships anymore.

It really hurt my feelings when I message them, and they see it, but don't respond. Or if I message them something specific, like wanting to hang out, and then message them again later and they actually respond to my "Hey.", they will ignore me wanting to hang out with them. I am sick of giving them an invitation to come to my house whenever they want to, or need to. And them not ever wanting to do it. I am sick of them hanging out with each other, but not bothering to invite me. I am sick of the fact that having a kid makes me uninvitable to places. I am sick of always messaging them first. I am sick of not having friends in real life that actually care about me. I am sick of being the only one trying to be friends anymore. I am getting sick of them.

I would love to drop them. Love to see how that plays out. LOVE to see them do nothing. LOOOOVE to see them not even notice.

But, for one, one of them has two of my books. I need to get them back before even doing that. And 2, I am probably to big of a coward to even do it.

But it doesn't matter. This whole post doesn't matter. I will probably continue to put up with the crap friends that I have. I will continue to be depressed every time I "talk" to them.

It has been a while.

And I told you guys this was going to happen. I haven't really felt the urge to write about anything lately, so I just didn't. But I have been feeling that nudge to do so recently. Aaaannnnddd. That's why I am here. Writing. Again.

It's the New Year. New goals. New things to do. New things are happening.

I reconnected with my mom, and then she found out she is moving to Kentucky... in 15 days actually. :T

Joe wants to move to Texas, but I am looking at other cheap states. I am hoping for possibly next year, if not the year after. I want to move before Marshall starts school. That's for sure. And considering he turns 2 this year, that's only 3 more years. (WHAT?!)

I am doing a 2015 Reading Challenge this year. Super excited for it. Started with Alice in Zombieland by Gena Showalter. So far so good. Just waiting for the last two books to come into the library.


I really think that's it. I need to get better at this.