One last thing...

So I know I said I wasn't going to post till after the New Year BUT I'm getting a lot of comments about how shitty 2010 was for all of you and frankly I say we should band together and give 2010 a big ol'

FUCK YOU 2010.

HEY 2010, DON'T LET THE DOOR HIT YOU IN THE ASS ON YOUR WAY OUT!

Have a spectacular New Year my Loves. :]

I will be the one with bells & whistles, celebrating your departure.

Dear 2010,


What the eff?


You were kind of a jerk.
Okay, more like I want to sucker punch you in the nads because you were such an asshole to me.
ALL. YEAR. LONG.


Sure, there were some good times, but I haven't really thought too much about those in the past couple months. So before we get into you beating me with a wooden spoon, lets discuss the good things shall we?


January:

• Welcomed the New Year

February:

• Applied for a new job and got said new job. (thank god)

April:

• Got to go out to DC to see my Sister.

June:

• My birthday. Duh.

August:

• New Hampshire with my Family = AMAZING.

October:

• Paid off my Car Loan & got a New Car.

November:

• Went to Florida
• One of my Best Friend's got to meet her Father for the first time (I SWEAR I'M FINISHING THE TRILOGY)

December:

• I got accepted and officially get to be a college student again :]

So you see, the list is short. VERY short. Thankfully, there are a few good things in there, otherwise I probably would've gone ABSOLUTELY crazy.


I am trying REALLY hard not to let the bad outweigh the good.. okay?


So let's get into the crap you dished out to me 2010, shall we?


February:

• The weekend before I start my new job I need a new gas line in my car. Which means I had to pay for a tow and for it to be fixed as well as a new tank of gas for me and the person toting my ass around. The next week my car payment was due and I had ZERO money to even get to work let alone pay that. thankfully one of my last paychecks from the Bob came in and I could cover it. But I was broke until my first paycheck on the final day of the month.

April:

• I lost a friend. He committed suicide the night before Easter. That was not a phone call I ever wanted to receive, not that anyone does. I spent the next week in a blur of emotions, taking care of everyone because people thought I was seasoned at helping people take care of this since this was my 3rd friend that I had lost to suicide. You know, it wasn't until everything was over and I was sitting alone that anyone asked me how I was doing, not even my boyfriend. I was angry then, not terribly angry now about it because I truly do understand. I miss Julian a lot.

June:

• Despite it being my birthday (which birthdays are awesome no matter what) it was a sucky birthday because I turned 20. There is nothing fun about being 20. At all. Need I say more?

August:

• The day before a work fundraiser and two days before I leave to go to New Hampshire, my freakin' car, Alfie, breaks down. I was on my way home from cleaning it when I noticed it driving funny. Then it started smoking and I pulled over. And, as my luck would have it, it was a blown head gasket that would cost $1,000. That is 1/2 of what I paid for the vehicle. Clearly not  worth it to get it fixed. Thus began my 2 month struggle with finding rides to and from work, trying to balance a boyfriend, and car shopping.

September/October:

• Boyfriend of 2 years and I broke up. I am still having a really hard time talking about it, despite it almost being.. 4 months(ish).

November/December:

• The Ex goes ballistic and become a psycho babbling shit talking asshole. I cry nonstop for weeks.
• The Holiday's. They are just rough, I have felt so alone. I'm continuing to develop these feelings and I don't know what to do with them. I am confused and irrational. But, 90% of my time is spent being irrational so I guess not too much has changed.

2010, you were a mean and nasty cold that I just couldn't get rid of (until 4 days from now that is). I hope your incessant ickyness doesn't carry over into what I am determined to make the best year of my life. I guess overall it wasn't that bad. I probably just feel worse than I should, but let me tell you 2010, I am ready for you to be over. This way I am forced to continue moving forward and have to look at the world with fresh eyes once again.


I hope with 2011 I find happiness and peace.


So 2010, I am bidding you adieu (for the next 4 days) because really, I am not terribly sorry to see you go.*


Yours truly,
Ella


HAPPY NEW YEAR!
May 2011 be the BEST year for each and every one of you.


*Thus begins my absence until the New Year. When I will bring you the final chapter of the Daddy Daughter Story and a post about my home city, Flint, MI. Get excited.

Charlie Sheen's Beauty Queen.

Monday and I are at war.

I realize that there aren't too many people that like or enjoy Monday's, but it seems to me that these past few Monday's have been bigger assholes than Charlie Sheen and we all know how he sucks at life.

He just looks like a psycho.

I'm pretty sure Monday's beat me like Charlie Sheen beat his wives and mutilates his drugs.

Too honest?
I didn't think so.

I think I shall now nickname Monday's Charlie. If you come up with something better, by all means, share!

So yeah, I have been Charlie's punching bag for the past few weeks. For example, last Monday, after a fantastic Halloween weekend, I woke up about 5 minutes late not thinking anything of it.. only to realize half way through blow drying my hair that its 8am on the first of the month and I have a staff meeting.

I immediately went into panic mode.
HOLY SHIT. I ran around, threw some clothes on slapped some make up on my face and hauled ass out the door since ohmygodtheyaregoingtofiremeifI'meverlateagain. After still being in my bath robe and my hair still a little wet at 8am, I arrived at the office at 8:15, just in time to be pointed out for my tardiness.

Then it dawned on me.
Our popcorn sale ended Saturday, which means I'm about to get 1000's of sheets of paperwork flooding in and out of my office which means my phone won't stop ringing because people are complete idiots and don't pay attention and oh my god my boss is going to panic which is bad since I'm already panicking and holy crap this is the longest run on sentence ever.

*phew*

So yes, last Charlie was a nightmare. By the end of the day I was trying to call a truce, that can be found on my twitter (follow me!) page since I don't know how to do that screen shot business and give you picture proof.

Today, yet another Charlie, I left my breakfast at home, somehow got my boss upset with me, okay so thats not really a mystery, she called after I checked my morning voicemails and wasn't in the office and I didn't check my voicemail again, oops (all is well now), got bitched at by my ex (there is a story there since the break up is still so fresh) somehow managed to get behind in my work even though I haven't had this productive of a day in weeks and the day just won't end.

Charlie, I really don't understand why we can't call a truce and be friends.
Kiss and make up? No.

Well...
 EFF YOU!

Monday would be Charlie Sheen's best friend.
Monday would be Charlie Sheen's accomplice in dancing naked and destroying a hotel room.
Charlie Sheen bribed the judges to make Monday his beauty queen.
true story.

Now, if you will excuse me, I must go get my sword, pistol and boxing gloves, I have a fight to attend to.