August the 31st, 2013

It's amazing how much can change in less than a year. I've written about it by hand in my paper journal, but I think from here on out it might be easier to just type... less chances of my hand cramping up, yeah? Well. The last post was about how I'd lost my job and my car and bitch moan whine waah boohoo. A few weeks after that post, I got the car (with help from my mom and stepdad) that I currently drive now, a 2003 Kia Spectra. It's not the best car, but it does the job and has a CD player. That's enough for me. I also had a job at another call center for Verizon, WDS, until the end of April. I walked out once I found out that I'd gone from one write up mysteriously to a third and final write up. Basically, I quit before they could fire me. Somewhere in the mess of April, I broke up with my longtime boyfriend Dillon because, in short, he was a piece of shit douchebag that didn't take care of me or himself anymore, and I couldn't handle it. I moved in with my friends Zoe and Shawn. Things went pretty well there. (I moved in with them before I quit WDS, just so I don't confuse the timeline here.) Then I found a job at Jimmy John's as a delivery driver, which is where Zoe worked. Within a few weeks there, I met the most amazing part of my life, Charlie McCarter. He is now my boyfriend and we live together. Yeah, it's a bit soon, but that's only because Zoe and Shawn decided to turn on me and kick me out. I had nowhere else to go, so Charlie talked to his parents and they agreed to let me live here. I pay rent and everything, so it's not like I got out easy:P Charlie and I are planning on moving into a place of our own soon. I have a new job coming up on September 16th at yet another call center, Maximus. I'll be making $11.17 an hour, working for the government. It has something to do with healthcare, but I'm not exactly sure yet. I guess I'll find out in training. With this job, and the financial aid that I'll eventually have refunded to me for this semester, I'll be able to afford getting us out the door and keeping us there. Neither one of us really wants to be here... We've both lived out on our own and gotten fucked over, so we both miss being away from parents. It's awkward for me to live with someone else's parents... I'm going to school full time right now, and I'm afraid once my full time job starts up, I might start to get really stressed out and unhappy... It all depends on my attitude. I know I can stay positive and make everything work out for the best, and keep myself happy and positive. Anyway, I'm getting distracted by other aspects of the internet (such as Jason Chan's amazing artwork that I just stumbled upon), so I'm going to get going and then later go to a party with my amazing, wonderful boyfriend. More soon (hopefully.) That's a piece by Jason Chan. Just lovely. <3

October the 2nd, 2012. (2:36 am)

First post. What should I even write about? Welp. I'm at mine and my boyfriend's friends' house. The other Dillon and Kaylee. (Except I'm Kaleigh, not Kaylee, so it's only kind of creepy.) Dillon and Dillon are playing Minecraft, Kelly is staring at Dillon and Dillon playing Minecraft, and I am typing about Kelly watching Dillon and Dillon play Minecraft. Thug life. At this point in time, I'm currently working a shitty full-time blog at a place of satan-worshipping, AKA a call center for AT&T. I hate the job, but I love the money I make ($10.50/hr), so I guess I can't complain much. At least the hellfire pays off. I've been thinking a lot about going on a trip lately... I'd love to take next summer and see England. I used to be a humongous anglophile.. I still am sometimes. I remember when I used to drink tea every day and say "bloody" before everything for emphasis. Yeah... Not to mention all the shit I bought only because it had a Union Jack on it. Britain is cool and everything, but I live in AMURRICA, so I need to accept the fact that my country is one that cares about modern dentistry and not tea time. Oh well. Anywho, I'm not sure why I'm even bothering to type out all of this bullshit because it's almost guaranteed that I'll forget about it and stumble upon it again in like 4 months and just delete it because, well, it's bullshit. Nobody's ever gonna read it besides me. Part of me wants to plan out my NaNoWriMo story for next month here... the other part of me wants to continue looking up pictures of Kristen Stewart and old cameras on Tumblr. I don't know what will win over. Actually, I think there's going to be a write-in candidate, and that would be taking a potty break. Au revoir, for now. Either way, blogger, you lose out.