I'm alive!

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I've actually ventured out into the real world for two days in a row and I'm still alive! Today, no one went Mel Gibson on me, gave me a bruise or coughed on the back of my head. I will admit to getting a little freaked out as I exited the causeway and saw a homeless guy approach my car. I know that wasn't nice, but if you've watched the news even once in the last month I'm sure you can figure out exactly where I was and why I was freaked out. More cars pulled up and the light changed so I wasn't sitting there for long.

My photography class that was supposed to start last Saturday actually started today and it was awesome. A new guy has joined our little group and he's a good photographer. He's also really hot and has a british accent. I love guys with accents! Judging from the laughter I heard around me after I sighed and said, "I love his accent" most of my class now knows that I love guys with accents. lol!

We have a lot of homework to do this week and it's seriously going to cut into my "doing nothing" time. I have to take lots of pictures and everyone of them is to be in black and white. Here's the funny part...I have to photograph the human body. lol! Anyone want to be my model? I've asked all my friends and so far they've all made fun of me. I think I'll be photographing lots of feet and hands cause anything else will have me laughing too hard to snap the picture. I'm afraid that I may not be mature enough for this class. lol!

After class, I got an Oreo Blizzard from Dairy Queen. YUM!

It's a scary, scary world!

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So, today I ventured out beyond the security gate because after living like a hermit since last Friday I needed to run some errands and pick up some important things like toilet paper and junk food. I also needed to get some blood work done for a doctor's appointment I have next week.

I decided to go for the blood work first and as I was driving there I passed one of those evil speed checker thingys. (I swear they love those things around here!) The stupid thing flashed repeatedly to let me and everyone else that was close enough to see that I was going over the speed limit. Well, what do you expect? I mean the speed limit is only 35. Give me a break. lol! (Just kidding---I never drive faster than the speed limit, so if you know any cops in this area please tell them I said that. OK?)

I make it to LabCorp and the lady there must have been having a bad morning cause she took her frustrations out on the poor vein in my arm. I didn't scream, but that's only because I held my breath!

As I was leaving LabCorp which is on the second floor of a building with a very, very small elevator I was joined by three guys. Now, normally I would be excited about the guys cause they were kind of cute, but all I could do was stand there silently and mentally calculate every one's weight to see if the box they called an elevator would hold us all. It held us all and I didn't freak out, but once again I held my breath!

I stopped at the store at the same time half of Miami Beach decided to stop there. I can't stand crowded grocery stores and I had stopped at one of the older stores cause it was closer to where I was than the one I usually stop at. This one is smaller and doesn't have as much space between the aisles so when you get behind a family of four that can't agree on what kind of bread they want you're pretty much stuck there. I didn't scream, but by the time I got to the check out counter I was ready to!

I paid for my goodies and was walking out the door when I heard someone fall in behind me. I didn't think anything it cause the place was crowded and I'm sure I wasn't the only person that wanted out. Then, there was this loud hacking sound behind me and I actually felt my hair move. How gross is that?!? Someone was right me and they were coughing on my head. YUCK! I didn't scream but I visibly shuttered and moaned as I stepped to the side and turned to see who was trying to kill me. It was just some dude who didn't even say he was sorry before he walked off. How rude is that? I mean if you're going to give me your killer germs you should at least say you're sorry...and buy me dinner!

I got home and realized that I didn't stop at the post office to mail a package. UGH! OK, so I kind of screamed about that cause I really needed to get that package in today's mail.

I came inside, put my junk food away, took the band aid off my arm and saw that I was already getting a bruise from the mean lady at LabCorp and took a shower to get the killer germs off of my head.

I still needed to mail my package so later in the day I decided to walk to the post office. As I was going out one of the security guards grabbed the gate after I pushed the button to release the lock and held it open for me. He even called me a queen! I was thinking about what a nice guy he was when he suddenly went all Mel Gibson on me and started telling me that the least I could have done was tell him thank you.

I had told him thank you! I said it as soon as he reached for the gate! Luckily, another security guard was standing there and pointed out that he had heard me as he laughed at the other guy.

I never got an apology for his rudeness and I really think that I should have cause I did all the hard work and pushed that button.

I made it to the post office and mailed my package with no problem, but on my way out of the building another guy opened the door for me and I think I scared him when I said thank you loud enough for him to hear. Actually, I may have said it loud enough for all of you to hear. I just wanted to make sure I didn't get yelled at again. lol!

When I got home again, I entered through a different gate cause I didn't want to see that first security guard again. I haven't left home again!

I'm done! I'm home, I'm happy and I'm done......until tomorrow when I'm going to drive across the causeway into Miami.

Wish me luck!

The Story of Me part 44

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Random People

Eddie and Kathryn King
　
I went to live with the King family after leaving the Harrison’s. It’s unfair to put them in the random group of people that entered my life. They were more than that. They were responsible for teaching me how to hate. I had used the word ‘hate’ before I met them, but it wasn’t until living in their house that I learned what the word truly meant. I died still carrying the physical and psychological scars cause by these people and it is with a clear head that I say I hated them.

The Kings were young. Maybe they were too young, but the great state of Florida had decided they were qualified to be foster parents and that was all that mattered to anyone. No one cared that Kathryn used me as her personal maid and punching bag, drank too much and cheated on her husband with his friend. No one cared that Eddie also drank, stole cars and used me for things that a grown man should never use a child for. It was the story of my life. No one cared, or at least, they didn’t care enough.

I had withdrawn back into myself. I thought I was safe that way. I had loved Grandma Pat and I had loved Leo and they were both gone. If I had been able to love to the Harrison’s I would have, but it was too late because Gene was gone and Mary didn’t want me anymore. That made me an easy target for the Kings.

Things weren’t bad at first. They fed me and I had my own room. I wasn’t forced to attend church anymore. The Kings didn’t worry about my lack of friends. They never asked if I had homework. They didn’t even care if I attended school. Eddie King taught me how to play poker. Kathryn King taught me how to cook. Eddie took me for rides in the cars he brought home from his shop and Kathryn would take me to the beauty salon where she worked and fix my hair.

I was young and even though I had been through more hard times than some people twice my age I was still very naïve. I had no idea what an ulterior motive was. I knew that people were capable of doing bad things, but I had no idea that they could be evil. The kind of evil that goes all the way down to their bones. The Kings were that kind of evil.

I did not see the Kings before I died because there was definitely no love shared between them and myself. I wouldn’t even tell you about them, but I can’t tell my story without them.

Happy Days

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I can't even begin to tell you how much sleep I've been getting these days. It's been nice to catch up after being so busy at the end of the school year. I've napped every day and I've loved it! Of course, I haven't done much of anything else. lol!

6-13-12

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Under The Sea Template pack by Shel Belle Scraps

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Have you checked out the latest template pack by Shel Belle Scraps yet? You get a set of four templates in PNG, TIFF and PSD for only $2. PLUS...since they're a part of the June build a kit sets at STS you can mix and match your favorite mini kits and save 50% when you buy at least three items from the June build a kit section of the store.

I used one of the templates and Shel's Isn't She Lovely kit to make a layout...