Such a damn mess.

I swear this house is just filthy, okay it's not that bad, filthy sounds like a roach infested shack. But it seems like every time I do the dishes there's fifty more piled up within ten minutes. It's so annoying. Especially since people don't rinse off their plates, which then forces me to scrub and scrub all this gunk off the dish. The house were renting is an older one, so we do not have a dishwasher. Lame but whatever. I love this house. Let's hope we don't have to move in a year like we usually do.


Yahhhhh.
Guess what?
I am not pregnant! Ahahha. It sucks to feel so happy about something that would be such a blessing but I'm just not ready for that kind of thing at the moment. Although I'm happy about it coming, I'm in such horrible fucking pain. It sucks doode. Like I'm bedridden for the first day. EVERY month on the first day I'm like a damn vegetable. Ugh. I need to go to a doctor an get that fixed er something. My sister said that it's not a good sign...
Freaks me out.


18 18 18 18 18 18 18 18 18 18 18 18. Wow.

So my birthday is less then two weeks. I'm not too sure on the tattoo I thought I was for sure about. I mean I'll get it done, yes, I'm just thinking I don't want that specific one to be my first. Blahhh.


Oh and today is 4/20. Usually I celebrate it every year, just for the fun of it, ya know? But this year will be different, I think... I hope. No smokin herb er drinkin either. I'll do my best not to give in haha.