Arizona

I'm studying and getting ready for finals, unfortunately Miss Rockabilly Misfit has summer classes allll fuckin summer. Major suckage. I am also looking for a summer job up here in Mt. Hickabilly, my roomate and I filled out job apps (she needs a job badly and hasn't had one for  like a year)...the first and only place I turn one in the manager calls me and offers me an interview...somebody wasn't happy about that *evil giggle*
So once the first set of summer classes are over I am going to fly to Arizona with my grandma! She says she's going to pay for my ticket but she says a lot of things lol. We are flying down to see my aunt and her new husband. I'm really excited because a. I need a vacation b. I want to see my favorite aunt c. I've never been to AZ and... most importantly
my Sailor will be home on leave so I can go see him and meet his family!!
my little heart flutters at the thought and I feel like getting up and doing a crazy excited too much caffeine dance right now....AGHHHHH!
I have been waiting for this for like three years, knowing my luck it will get fucked up somehow lol, but I pray that it will be the trip I imagine it will be.

<3 Miss Lovestruck Misfit <3

Criminal

I've been a bad, bad girl

I've been careless with a delicate man
And it's a sad, sad world
When a girl will break a boy just because she can

Don't you tell me to deny it
I've done wrong and I want to suffer for my sins

I've come to you 'cause I need guidance to be true
And I just don't know where I can begin

What I need is a good defense
'Cause I'm feeling like a criminal
And I need to be redeemed
To the one I've sinned against
Because he's all I ever knew of love

Heaven help me for the way I am
Save me from these evil deeds before I get them done
I know tomorrow brings the consequence at hand
But I keep living this day like the next will never come

Oh help me but don't tell me to deny it
I've got to cleanse myself of all these lies 'till I'm good enough for him
I've got a lot to lose and I'm bettin' high so I'm begging you
Before it ends just tell me where to begin

What I need is a good defense
'Cause I'm feeling like a criminal
And I need to be redeemed
To the one I've sinned against
Because he's all I ever knew of love

Let me know the way
Before there's hell to pay
Give me room to lay the law and let me go
I've got to make a play
To make my lover stay
So what would an angel say, the devil wants to know

4-20

Happy 4-20!
I dont know why I say this, I have never smoked pot in my life lol. Although my neighbor was certainly celebrating, like, at 12:30 this morning. I walk past his apt and it smells like Snoop Dogg has moved in.
Today is also Hitler's birthday and the annaversairy of the school shooting at Columbine.
I thought about adding a link to the Cyprus Hill song Ganja Bus cuz I thought it would be nice, and its a good song, but I ran out of energy...so go look it up yourself lol.

Short Story

Once upon a time, in a little hickabilly town there was a girl who was stuck.
This girl was stuck in the hickabilly town with old people and white trash folks because that's where the college she was stuck in was located.
Every weekend the girl would go home to her home town which was awesome.
Every week when she came back to the hickabilly white trash trailor town her roomates boyfriend was there. The boyfriend spent more time in the apt than the girl did, but somehow did not have to pay rent.
Now the girl had to deal with this man taking her spot on the couch and stinking up her bathroom and using the last of the tp and not putting a fresh roll on.
The girl wanted to punch his fuckin loser ass face in, after she punched him in the balls.
Good thing I dont have to go to the bathroom, the girl thought, because he's in there shitting...again.
So, the moral of the story is... If I gotta shit in my own apt I'm gunna hafta walk my ass to the store next door to do it...

The End

I Corinthians 15:10

But by the grace of God I am what I am, and His grace toward me was not in vain

Let Down, Yet Again...

Easter came and went, and with it my hopes that a rubber ducky would come to my house. All the build up with comments of "maybe the easter bunny will bring you one" were all empty. Empty words. The good news is that every time i'm let down it hurts me less and less because sadly, i've nearly become used to it.
So, it is what it is and nothing more.

...and i'll go out and buy my own mother fucking rubber ducky

*Miss I Don't Need a Man to Buy Me Things Misfit*