wow, time really does fly. i cant believe the last time i wrote in this thing was june. thing this used to be my therapy. maybe thats why i continue to relapse over and over again. or maybe its because im not taking my medicine.. because thats what everyone else seems to think. either way ive been off my meds for quite a while now and i feel fine, and matt said he hasnt been able to tell like he normally would. so maybe im getting better? or better at masking it..

november is getting veryyy close and i am overwhelmed with all the shit i still have left to do. mikey and alicias 21st birthdays have come and past. for mikeys birthday we all went to legends. i drank in the bathroom, called a cab back to carolines apartment and we all crashed. alicias birthday i took off friday so i could drive up to greenville thursday night and surprize her. we all stayed at her apartment.

that friday night i went out with matt, larry, and larrys date (Mary) to Charlie Goodnights to see one of customers Charlie Viracola. Saturday Matt and i spent the day together, had angus barn for dinner, and then went bowling with larry and his date again. (turned out to be a big mistake) lets just say i wont being going on anymore double dates with them again. i actually wish he would just "hit it and quit it" oh well.

i hadnt really heard from my mom until the other day she texted me to see how wedding plans were coming along.. weird. something must be up because i know she doesnt actually wish she was here helping or else she would be helping from a far. and my sister.. oh hey she actually live in North Carolina again. I only know that because Mikey, Alicia, Sarah, and Caroline saw her working at cookout. i have no clue who she is leaving with or where. and she asked my dad for a new car as her 18th birthday present. HA HA. my dad said "hell no, allison paid for her second car" and taylor says "well see.. im not allison" haha, we know girl, we know. thats not something to be proud of.

what else is going on in this glamorous life of mine.
OH, i hate my job. and yes even more than before. my schedule used to be tuesday through saturday. which kind sucked working saturdays but i was okay with it. now i work every other saturday and only get one say off every other week. WTF. the schedule is horrible. so basically it pushed me over the edge. ive been searching for a new job and i got everything ready to go back to school. i didnt have time to start this semester but next semester i am going back to school for criminal justice. OH HEY, im going to be working in a prison. im really excited. hopefully i will have a new job soon. because in order to quit, i have to have a new job. lemme work from home or something, shit. or write a blog. DREAM JOB. because i have always loved to read and write.

i died my hair darkkk brown with some red high lights last night. ive always liked my hair darker. now i just want it to grow out for the wedding and forever. haha.