Yesterday I took a trip to Tooele with my good friend Amber, as moral support while she went to meet this guy she has been talking to online. We left about 8:30pm and I drove her cute little red Honda up while she sat next to me and we bonded and chatted about life in general. I really enjoyed the drive as it was really awesome to be able to hang out with her and take a drive. I really like driving, and thoroughly enjoyed the trip up. Now Tooele is kind-of out in the middle of nowhere, and it was kind of boring hanging out there, but I’m glad that I got to spend time with her and that I could be there for me when she needed me.
Something Funny – On the way home (around about Midnight) we stopped at a Top Stop in Tooele so I could grab an energy drink since I’d only slept one hour in the last 48. So I run in and the guy behind the counter says “1 minute and I’m closing!” I quickly tell him I only need to grab a drink and I’ll hurry out, and he replies “Is your name Angie?” I stop, and look at him and admit that my name is actually Angie, and give him a look (without actually saying anything) that basically says “I have never met you in my life, how do you know my name is Angie?” He replies to the question I’m thinking and says “I’m just getting a lot of telepathic energy from you.” I do actually believe in that stuff, and since I’ve never had any contact with this person, I kind of just smile at him and grab my drink. Then as I’m checking out he says “Did you work at the Maverik down the street?” I said “No, I’m not even from here” as I haven’t even been to Tooele since I was around 8. He just said “Wow, I don’t know where I found your name, but that’s cool.” Angie really isn’t that common of a name either…
By the time I get home around 1am or so, I am exhausted and assaulted by a wave of negative energy. Kristina and Matt had been arguing and Matt’s kids had been acting out all night. I immediately get into an argument with Matt about where his kids are sleeping because I really wanted my own bed at that point and Kristina was so mad that she said the kids couldn’t sleep in Kailee’s room. Now, they could have easily slept on the futon in our room, except that my room is a HUGE disaster and that was covered in laundry. This has been a source of much frustration for a long time now, as I am constantly arguing with Matt about the laundry… So he goes upstairs, and throws EVERYTHING ON THE FLOOR! I was so upset that when I finally went up to bed, I turned around and went back downstairs because I was so furious that I couldn’t sleep.
I am just at that breaking point… I really need my own space… I was so angry, and even thought about finding someone else’s place to sleep at that night, but didn’t have any options. I may stay at a friends place tonight just to get out. We’ve already been arguing this morning and I can’t take it anymore… I can’t take the close quarters… I can’t wait until summer when I can get a place with my own room and some friends that I live with a little better…
I’m just frustrated.
