Rivey

Oh look, it's me. I'm alive.
Oh look, a blog. I cannot contain my somewhat-happiness.


After sitting on my ass for two years without a job and not going to school, I've finally received approval to do something with my life.
I was paranoid about going to school because I was worried I would overload my parent's wallets because they're paying my brother's tuition (which is expensive because he goes to a university and is like more than twice of what my tuition would ...

Why do I number my blogs? I don't know. I just do.

Today, I further discovered my mother's irresponsibility.

She wanted to barbecue like two weeks ago. She bought chicken and grilled it. With her being fully responsible for the grilling and waste, it turns out she never disposed of the packages the chicken came in. No one has been in the backyard since then, so the packages were out there rotting for two weeks.

My brother went out there today with the intention ...

Fuck.
Sorry I haven't been too active lately, but I'm afraid it's going to stay that way for a while. I'll be hanging out at my friend's house. She needs me...
Her sister (also my friend) is dying...
Like, literally dying.
I've been at the hospital three times this week...
She's been in the hospital for a few weeks now, and this is the longest she's been there since she was first diagnosed with leukemia back in January.
There are sores inside of her mouth, tracking ...

I've been becoming more and more depressed lately, and I feel my old self coming back.
People leave when I want to talk to them, people talk about me like I don't exist, people talk to me like I'm trash, people exclude me from things.

Constantly.

It's obvious that there's something people have against me, otherwise they wouldn't be doing any of the above.
They act like nothing is wrong, but they're clearly hiding something.
The friends that were once close ...

My ranting blogs are probably getting annoying by now, but this will be a short one. I promise.

I know I mentioned before that I don't get along too well with my cousin.
But...
I don't understand why it's so hard to take 3 seconds to say thank you when I say happy birthday.
My cousin's birthday was yesterday, so I did the routine "post a happy birthday comment on facebook" thing.

She responded to every comment but mine. How are you going to do ...