Rant of A Crazy Woman..part 2.

Moving is the biggest pain in the ass EVER. My roommates and I put up with so much crap from a shitty landlord it's not even funny. It got to the point where we decided the apartment we were living in was just not cutting it. The maintenance wasn't getting done, there were bugs coming into our unit and our landlord just didnt care. It was like"WTF?" So we decided we needed more room. Three women in a two bedroom apartment..no. Especially since I was sharing a room with a girl who is 28 and still a virgin. Bible thumping virgin at that. Constantly preaching at me, telling me I'm sinning in the eyes of God because I chose to have sex,BUT that is a whole nother story. My point is, shitty landlord + shitty living conditions= TIME TO MOVE. Our lease was up at the end of March, so we said see you later!! But holy crap, four uhaul loads and five car trips(not including the four other cars we used to haul crap) we managed to get all of our stuff out of our apartment. I'm glad too. Moving is the epitamy of evil. Now that we are moved into our house, I will become a fixture in the house. Anyone who moves in after us, will have to accept the fact that I am included in the deal. I will be like a hobo. A watch hobo. I even bark.

Imperfectly imperfect.

I don't begin to describe myself as perfect. I never have and never will. I also know that that makes me just like everyone else. Imperfect. I make mistakes, and usually I tend to learn from them. Usually. I look like any other busty, slightly overweight, blonde haired, blue eyed woman. Maybe. I don't know. I haven't met them all, but I digress. The whole point of this blog is to provide an outlet for myself. I realize that its been a few days since I updated,but what does it matter? I only have one follower anyways. I've been dealing with life. I work full time, so I only have so much free time. That, unfortunately, has been spent the last few days wallowing in self pity. Self pity caused by a hard rejection. By hard I mean, through text, with a classic"this is for the best"followed by"I hope you understand." Now I sit here, wondering how the hell this keeps happening. It seems everytime I show intrest in someone, they run off. Yep. Imperfect. That's me. I don't model, so maybe that's why they leave? No. They're just men. Most think with their penises and not their brains. Once the "fun"wears off..it's on to the next "new toy".Imperfect. Life goes on.

Alas,Cupid, you fail me again.

I give up. Honest to gosh I do. I'm to the point in my life where I want to find someone and settle down. So bad to the point where I'm just down right lonely. Everytime I seem to make a connection with someone, they disappear. I'm not kidding. The last two times, the dude has just..vanished. Like he was a figment of my imagination. Then it seems any other guy that shows a remote intrest, only wants to get me in bed for a night. I'll admit, I hate rejection as much as the next person, but come on guys.I'm not easy. I don't get around. I'm not looking for something purely physical. I need that connection,I CRAVE it. That being said, it still doesn't take away the sting of rejection when a guy stops talking to you when you won't give it up to him. So I ask, why? Why why why?

Really, Media.REALLY?!

Are you flipping kidding me? Japan was hit by a 9.8 EARTHQUAKE,causing Tsunami's all over the world..and you're going to cut the story short to report about CHARLIE FUCKING SHEEN?! What the hell is wrong? I think a WORLD WIDE DISASTER is more important than the drug induced intoxicated rantings of an actor who's practically destroyed his own career. Yep. That's definatly on my need to know list. *big thumbs up to the media* Congratulations! Every report who feels that Charlie Sheen is more important than a country devistated by flooding or earthquake is a douchebag.Fail,media. Epic fail.

The truth is...

I should be in bed. I have to be up at 4 am for work-yeah..go ahead call me crazy..atleast by the time everyone else is going into the call center I'm getting off*insert evil laugh here*-but I can't sleep. I'm antsy. I'm..well I don't know. Yes I do. I'm just another pissed off 20 something woman. I work 40+ hours a week(Though it IS above minimum wage..call centers pay you a fucking lot of money to sit on your ass and talk on the phone all day)and I live with two other women who are bitchier than me. Don't get me wrong, I'm very much a people person, I just want to bang my head against the wall most days because..lets face it..alot of people are just fucking stupid. I want to know who made up the term"ignorance is bliss" so I can kick them in the nads. Seriously. Ignorance is just another way of going"pssst. You see that person over there? They're a fucking dumbass"i.e. they lack intelligence. Sad thing. It has become a rare thing, along with common sense. Now don't get confused. They are not one in the same. You can lack one, the other or both.Madness you say? Why yes. Yes it is. Maybe this is just another rant from a crazy woman. Who cares. I'm forcing it down your throat like your mother forced you to eat your turnip greens.

Rants of a Crazy Woman.

Okay. So I'm not technically crazy,atleast not by definition. I just like to have my voice heard, and I like to have it heard LOUD. I understand that I may not be everyone's cup of tea, but who really cares? I'm not here to please everyone. I'm just a simple, single, working woman who's frustrated and wants her opinion out there. So, I supposed it was high time I forced my opinion on the blogging world. Typically, I would blog on my myspace, but I forgot my password. Actually. That's a lie. I just don't like it anymore. Call me picky, but I liked myspace when it was simple and user friendly. Now? It seems like Tom is just trying to hard to compete with Facebook. Don't get me wrong, social networking is great(how else would I have been able to find people I went to school with years ago that seemingly dropped off the face of the planet?)but it shouldn't be a popularity contest. So many people put too much emphasis on how many friends they have or what they look like, that they forget who they are. It's that, or so many try to take their cues from celebrities. Hey guess what? Not all celebs are great role models!!!!!!  Don't get me wrong, alot of them are entertaining and its fun watching them destroy their careers to the point of no return,but let's get real. Alot of them do stupid crap just to see what they can get away with. How are we expected to have a sense of justice when you get a nobody like Paris Hilton serving less than an hour in prison? If I had done half the bull she pulled, I'd probably be declared legally insane and locked away in the nut house for the rest of my life. That being said, I have to point out, that though celebrities keep us distracted from reality, I don't care about most of them. That does not mean that I don't care about them as people...or maybe it does. I just don't like turning on the NEWS to hear about Lindsay Lohan being arrested..AGAIN..or that Tiger Woods pissed off a bunch of women. Seriously? How is this relevant to my life? I thought the news was about reporting IMPORTANT events of the day? Maybe this is the crazy in me, but I somehow get the feeling that another celebrity scandal isn't exactly what should be on the top of a reporters to do list. Alas, it's just one of my many, rediculous pet peeves. I realize if anyone out there is just crazy and bored enough to read this, that my thoughts may just be another weirdo rant. It's cool. I don't know you anyways.