I am still alive, although most days I wish I wasn't. What's the legal definition of depression? Depression: one of several mood disorders marked by loss of interest or pleasure in living, symptoms:persistent sadness,hopelessness, or tearfulness; loss of energy (or persistent fatigue); persistent feelings of guilt or self-criticism; a sense of ( Read more... )

So here I am again, updating this stupid thing for only god knows why. Right now I am rather drunk, having been at Melissa's for the past 3 and a half hours. Three glasses of punch and chugging a glass full with Margarita will do that to a girl. I almost look forward to Friday nights now. That is might night to hang out with the girls. It gives ( Read more... )

So, here I am again. The first time I've had any time on the computer in like 4 months. The baby is here obviously. Isabella Eileen was born on April 9th. What's really funny is I had my baby shower on April 3rd, she was due on April 6th, and she didn't come until the 9th. And what a crazy day that was. I awoke at 6am to the tiny baby ( Read more... )

Well I am alive and well and actually updating my journal. I've been sick for the past couple of weeks and I haven't felt like doing much. Plus I had more hours at work than usually so it didn't leave me any time to do anything. Finally now that I have a break I can sit down and write. So Evan has a new job now. He works at 7 in the morning ( ( Read more... )

So my sister is upset today. I hate to see her upset because I'm not always sure what to do or say to make her feel better. Sometimes she can be so strange that I don't know what to do for her. I'm afraid I'll make her even more upset. I think poor Christine had a hard night. First she had to deal finding out shit that Tiffany has been saying ( Read more... )

So here I am, well fed and bored. It takes Burger King way too long to close. Anyways, I met Evan's stepsisters last night. They're really nice. I especially like Katie. She seems pretty cool. Poor Evan's dad. He's so worried that he's going to be out of town when I have the baby. He has a right to be here it is his grandchild. We went to ( Read more... )

So here I am keeping up on my journal. Go me. Do you know what I've noticed? I've noticed that once you get pregnant, people start wanting to deal with you less and less. Like friends, what friends? They're almost nonexistant at this point. It seems like no one wants to deal with the bitchy pregnant girl. I mean it would require carting her ( Read more... )

So I finally have a working journal. This would probably be my third one, but who really cares. Point being is I can finally vent. So I'm eight months pregnant, that's probably where I should start off, and I'm only 19. Almost 20. I didn't think that I would be a mother until I was like 23, when I was done with school and already married, but ( Read more... )