February 11, 2009 at 6:30 am (Life)
Tags: drama, dustin, enid, excitment, Friends, ignoring, life boring, peacefullness, ponca, super busy, sykes, walmart, Work
My life has been so completly boring in the last week or so that I have had no clue what to even blog about. Life has been going unusually well for me. I still at times wish that me and Dustin had never gotten together because I was the reason he moved here and now all I really want is the peacefulness of Ponca back. It’s not that Ponca isn’t still the same old town. It’s just that before I went back to Sykes I was being for forced to work with him. And I tried to get them to at least put me on a different shift then him. Even if it meant that I had to work early in the morning. But when they did switch my shift they ended up switching his too because of his current girlfriend working the old shift. It’s not as bad now because in someways I can just ignore his existence but also I can’t because he has taken to giving his new girlfriend my cell phone number so she has been texting me saying stupid crap like how she doesn’t understand why I broke up with him. I tried to warn her but truthfully I am getting really tired of being little miss nice girl. I’m tired of having to be nice when I don’t want to be. I hate that he won’t just go back to Enid and let me live my life and him live his. He can’t just ignore me like I have been trying to do to him. I know I broke his heart and made him cry but its not like I can take it back.
My friends tell me that the only reason all of this is happening is because back a couple months ago I said that I was bored. And that I needed some excitement in my life. But that instead of excitment I ended up getting drama. Which as everyone knows can look like excitment to some people but not to me. I hate drama. It’s the stupidest thing in the world.
Anyways, I’m glad that I got that off my chest. Not much else to say today.
-Sasha
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June 27, 2008 at 8:10 am (Life, Saddness)
Tags: being nice, died, dixie, mississippi, mom, new cat, ponca, rusty, sick, sister
So, I had a couple of days off to catch up on my sleep and everything. I’m doing much better, at least at better as you can expect. I lost a companion on Wendsday evening. My sister (Paula) found that my cat Dixie had died. He had been sick for the last couple of weeks and I took him to the vet on Friday but they didn’t know what was wrong with him. He wasn’t eating and had lost a lot of weight. Well I took it kind of hard because I had, had him since he was just a kitten, he had made the long road trip with us from Mississippi when my dad retired and we decided to move back to Ponca. Well my well wishing mom decides to try and cheer me up by getting my another cat. He’s really pretty his body looks like he is siamese but he has the face and legs like a tabby with black and grey stripes. I decided to name his Rusty. I mean he can’t take the place of Dixie or anything but my mom was only trying to be nice. Well anyways it late. So that’s the update for now.
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June 24, 2008 at 5:39 am (Life, Saddness)
Tags: baby, Caity, Charlie, crying, Lexington, liz, miscarrage, ponca, sorrow
I went back to work today. I know I didn’t have too, because of everything that’s happened Liz (my manager) told me I could take the day off if I wanted to. But the truth is I didn’t want to be at home today to have to sit and think about it anymore. Charlie’s still in town, he called Lexington Prision, where he works as a gaurd, and told them he had an emergancy and had to stay in Ponca for a couple of days. He’s being so sweet, it kind of reminds me of the good ol’ days back before we broke up when he would hold me while I cried. He has actually been doing this because if I sit in silence for more then a couple of minutes I just burst out in tears. I just hope I run out of tears soon because I don’t think I can cry much more. He convencied Caity to not leave school in California to come down here, because he told her that he can handle it. At times I don’t know how he does. I mean the baby was just as much his as it was mine. I don’t know maybe it’s just easier for him because he wasn’t the one that was pregnant. He isn’t the one that has to worry about what the hell I did wrong to make this happen. Anyways, I have to get off of her before I start crying again.
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