Late

It's already four days past my 21st birthday and I haven't bought my first legal drink yet! I've been too fucking busy!!!!!!!!!!!!

I haven't had time to celebrate let alone plan it. The day of my birthday I bought a mustang and my week has been so crazy trying to get the show on the road with insurance, registrations, blah blah blah... I've pretty much scraped my bank account dry with all of this. Today I gave her a bath and she's soooo pretty!! I'll post pictures later since I can't find my USB cord. She's not much but the title is under my name and every penny equivs every ounce of sweat I've labored to acquire that car.

Until my ducks are lined up I would have to hold the fuck on. The price one pays for not havin a silver spoon welded in his or her mouth.

Birthday

As my twenty first come to a near (2 days), I'm feeling unpleasantly NORMAL.

Okay, I wasn't expecting fireworks but I do feel old. I feel like I'm turning thirty. I guess I've been middle aged for a long time. I'm boring. I like to sit at home, online shop, and drink my goddamn tea -_-

To sum it up I had an eventful twentieth year...

Heartache... lots of it.
Infidelity
Motherhood for the third year
Being everyone's rock
Attaining a career start
Handling my finances
Understanding my parents

There's more I'm sure... I'm a little sad about all of this. I could sit here and bitch and moan about how much I've fucked up but how would I learn to enjoy the simple pleasures if just slid through life like butter.

So here's to falling my face and being able to be the first one to laugh at it and the first to learn from it! Cheers.

Tradition

Every year I get older my parents begin to act up like a bunch of animals in heat. This tradition started last year when I turned twenty. This year I turn twenty one and I feel a big climax on its way. They usually start out complaining about miniscule issues such as why I didn't brush my daughter's hair and end with a big finish by blaming everyone else around me for the reason why for everything I do. It's starting to get annoying and not too long ago I had a showdown with my mom when I asked her why she was so goddamn rude.

Last year they castrated me of my freedom by cutting off my financial resources. Imagine having to pay off $4000 of student loans in 6 months working only 3 days a week and supporting my child and I. They had my balls on a plate and feasted on it while I was pinching pennies. Even with that, I still proved that there wasn't anything they could do to stop me. I'm a fucking fighter. Still, I'm anxious to see what they have in store for me this year because they are starting to pre-game with just a week and a half to my birthday. I'm not saying I know everything because that's impossible but I do know that this year the gloves are off.

This year I'm pushing back because sometimes, family isn't everything.

Lucky

I wore my lucky undewear today because I thought it would bring me good luck.

It did bring me good luck, just not the luck I was looking for. If only we could pick our luck.