"I just wanna be successful.."
-Drake




I know it's been awhile since I've been on here. I just can't seem to be around on here all the time with the schedule that I've been on lately.


I'm not going through a midlife crisis but I think I should be going back to some meetings since the stress is just too much lately. I work constantly and my mind is spinning like a top.


I try to update every once in awhile to keep those of you looking out for new stuff; but it took me a long time for inspiration to set in. I think I found it. Although I need to map out where I wanna take this new found muse and run with it.


Stay tuned folks

"Don't be susprised when you come inside,
saddle up and be prepared to ride,
Up and down, back and forth,
Can you feel me,
baby why don't you just,
take your time, tonight you're mine.."




Tonight's a sensual night I guess haha. Slow jams and trying to relax. Today was soo damn hectic. Highly heated arguement with the sperm donor (father) over the phone, thus resulting in me getting into a screaming profanity match with him. Then I damn near picking up a pfaltzgraff (felz-graph) plate and throwing it full of food across my kitchen. That man infururiates me to no end.



Debating on going up north and seeing my grandparents. I love my grandpa to death, but I'm not really in the mood to get completely shitfaced like I usually do when him and I are together. I'm feeling a sinus infection coming on....fucking miserable as it is.


Oh well, I've updated. Time to retreat back into my shell.


| . . | | . | Karen | . | | . . |

"I'm so close to crazy,
Right on the edge.
Just one step away
From going insane,
But I'm not there yet.
If I could loose my mind
I wouldn't know we're through.
But this close to crazy
Is far from over you"


Border patrol test in 8hrs. That's right, 8:30am. It's a 4 and a 1/2 hr test. I'm nervous as hell.


FUCK DAVID. I'm seriously thinking about going full lesbian instead of half. You'd think that men would want anything with me. Whatever, fuck this.


Times like these,I wish I were the tin man. You could hurt me all you wanted. I'd never even notice. I'd give anything just to be the tin man. I wouldn't have a heart, and I wouldn't need a soul.

"There's only two types of guys out there
Ones that can hang with me
and ones that are scared
So baby
I hope that you came prepared
I run a tight ship
So beware...."



I'M ALIVE....... as much as you all didn't think so, I am infact breathing and living.

Let's see, the birthday passed in August. Men came and went (as usual)....this one lately seems to be sticking for some odd reason. His name is David, and he's been staying around for about a month-ish. I wouldn't call it a relationship though, so don't hold your breath at all.

I was going to do the military thing, but health and paperwork got in the way, so I guess I'm going to do Boarder Patrol along the El Paso, Texas boarder for the government for fat stack. Since I am latino and I have a shoe in; my aunt is in the motor patrol at the Detroit/Windsor Canada boarder. So I'm set I guess. The entrance test is the 29th of this month.....wish me luck


Still haven't found the writing niche. I'm still lookin for it.


xoxo
Karen