The History of..... Me.

Alright, so i basically started this blog... in a very weird way, and that was to complain. I do plan on making this pretty much like a journal and for that reason i thought it would be beneficial to those who are reading, to understand myself and where i come from.

So.... we will start at the beginning.

Sometime in the year 1990, i was conceived. I really dont need to know the time and place...
A few years prior to mny conception, my mother who has already had two kids and multiple miscarraiges, decided that she would not have any more kids. This resulting in the tieing of her tubes. So...that long story short.... I was an accident.


But..on the plus side, 3 months prior to the date i was due... i thought it would be a great idea to attempt to kill my mother. I know...that is quite aweful, but in all fairness, she was trying to harm me as well. You see... my blood type is opposite from my mothers, and this caused many complications in her pregnancy... yes...i am aware that they make medication for that, yet... 18 years ago, she wasnt able to afford it..not financially but medically, because she is allergic to some of the contents. So...where does that go? A rush to the emergency room.... which then becomes a rush to the operating table. It was decided that to save my mother i had to be taken out by an emergency C-section.

Once things were done with that...the doctors...being very...doctorish and not sympathetic to anyones feelings because they've been there for so many hours and still had many runs to make, basically told my mother that there was a phone beside her bed...and that she needed to call family friends and her minister, so that the proper arrangements could be made. My mother, knowing what the odds were of me surviving (the doctors only gave me four hours) never touched that phone. Our family was already in the waiting room, and she just told them that i had a long recovery ahead of me..as did she. Eight hours after i was born, the doctors finally came back to visit my mother to tell her that after many of hours they were finally able to get me stabalized, but even with this remarkable miracle that i have survived this long..the next hours were critical. If i lived through the night, i would live as healthy and normal of a life that one could expect, because they had predicted that i would end up deaf, blind, mute, and mentally retarded.


now... to end this post off, i would like to comment on the doctors predicitions. As far as blindness goes, i know i am able to see...if i wasnt, i doubt that i would be able to post this blog right now and know how it looks. Being mute? that was never going to happen. I am a very opinionated independant woman and there is just too much that needs to be said. Like any teenager, I hear what i want to hear.... so..the Deafness can be marked off the list as well...

and here is the kicker, i started reading at the young age of three. and ever since advanced placement classes have been available (and not just through highschool as AP means college level) i have been in almost every advanced class.

Well..i am going to end this post here, and get to some other memories...the good,the bad, and the ugly. so.... to fully understand me, you will have to read all of them too.

Get Me Out Of Here... Its Just Like Highschool!!!

you know what absolutely amazes me?

ok.. there are a lot of things to be honest, but for this particular post i would like to refer to the way that adults act. Yes.. i am legally an adult, but... to many i am still just a stupid kid.

For this reason..i would like to know why some adults act like highschool girls as far as their everyday drama! levels are concerned.

I threaten quite a few people that i technically work with... and for that reason...even though i know those "men" will never admit to it..but would rather talk about me behind my back, they persist to make up lies and assumptions to things that they have no control over, or just are too damn lazy and arrogant to find the reasoning behind would rather blame someone..that would never cross the lines that i believe are immoral.

And beyond that... with all the personal shit that not only the men..but the women bring into the place of technical work..it is amazing anyone can focus long enough to half ass what they are suppossed to be doing. I truly care about what i do... and why i do it.... and at first..it seemed like everyone else cared too..and now i am not so sure.

There have been a lot of things i dont agree with happening. and..unfortunately there have been many things i have had to fix..when it wasnt my job to fix them. What is even worse about this? People still assume that i dont do anything... and that i am determined to ruin a good thing. and once again.i would like to say i am not that type of person....and what i see is something that is already headed downhill and all i am doing is my very best to prevent that from happening.

Yes...i am involved in some other things.... but by all means, that does not mean i am trying to manipulate anyone. so....for any of you that are reading this and are getting offended... please, allow me to remind you...that some "stupid kid" is writing this. and i honestly hope i got to you as much as youve gotton to me.

so..yep... i think we have figured out...that all this drama, is getting pretty pathetic. we all left highschool...why do any of us believe we need to return?


- Just a Girl