The Unique Life of an Average Girl

22

I turned 22 a couple of months ago. It was been 2 years since I started this and feels like forever ago when I did. But some things don't seem like it goes by slowly. 

Summer is here and almost gone. I was supposed to go to a university this Fall semester, but I screwed up. I missed a deadline so I decided to stay at community college and get another degree. Then in the spring I will transfer, if I don't screw up again. So far I already have 4 AA's. Nice right?! I only thought I had two. Now I am going back to get a fifth in Anthropology to go along with my History degree. I think it is the right move. 

Oh, I guess I didn't tell you guys that I decided in History for my major. Another day I will get into my dream job...

Something else that is new.... There are a lot of things. 

First I lost my best friend seven months ago. No, she didn't die. We just stopped talking one day. But then a couple weeks later (when I didn't know our friendship was over) I decided to go to lunch with another friend. Midway eating my meal my best friend walks in with one of her other friends. My best friend totally ignores me and walks right past me avoiding eye contact. So I left. I was sick to my stomach when I saw that she ignored me. What else should I have done but left the restaurant? Scream? Yell? Say something to her face? Maybe. But getting mad would not get us anywhere. But now here I am and I am doing fine. And I am not just saying that. I really am doing good. I may not have a ton of friends but friends come and go. That's life. 

That isn't the only thing that happened. 

My brother totaled my mom's truck. He wasn't sleeping and on top of that he was drinking a lot (not while driving) and smoking weed. He almost killed himself. Not in the accident, but with a gun. You always hear about these families or watch movies where a family member is suicidal and the family is in turmoil over what to do, but you never think something like that will happen to you. It is still crazy at my house. Oh, I forgot, my dad was the one that introduced my brother to pot at age 16. Can you believe that? My dad. Parents are supposed to be there to be a good influence not provide their children with drugs. I refuse to talk to my dad right now. My mom won't talk to him either. She is mad as hell. I am glad that we live separately from him. I always knew it was the best choice that my parents don't stay together, even when my mom didn't see that. But now she does, but the cost was great. I think we all need therapy. 

On the good side of things, I am doing a lot of writing since I took the summer off. I am so happy to be writing. I am also doing a bit of art. With all the crazy at my house, it is good to have somewhere to escape. Fantasy is so much better than reality ;) 

But as I stay home, I do some chores and watch TV. And now more than ever I wished I lived in another country like the UK. Social media and entertainment is getting out of control. I am tired of being in a world where a fidget spinner is entertaining and taking the world by a storm... What happened to the world/ America having class? I wish it were the 50's. 

Sorry, that took a spin off a rant.

Well, I guess that is all for now. 

I am starving and need breakfast! 

Bye!