Randomized confessions..

Let me first say that I am straight and American, but I am disappointed and sick to my stomach with some of the things that is going on in America.

Don't let insignificant individuals disrupt you with their anti-American drivel. The queen don't even care about them.

Now, let's get with real American issues. What is it with all this gay bashing and gay this and that? Bush got in because of "family values" I understood, but yet he is causing needless wars that is killing so many young and majority straight men. How many room for "family values" is that, when so many single women and fatherless children will feel the burden in more ways. And you wonder why there are so many cheating husbands and Gay people around?????

Another thing, so many people concentrate on "Gay" but no one puts that much energy in scorning and STOPING white supremacist and other hate groups. Makes you wonder.

  • Monica was/is a neglectful mother. In order to secure a car from her abusive boyfriend, who held the title, she allowed him to abuse her daughter emotionally and physically. (he threatened to take the car away if she left him, and threw a fit when she didn't "trust him" with the care of her daughter while she was at work) She told many people of the abuse, but only to gain sympathy, because she never did anything about it. When her daughter revealed to me that her boyfriend instructed her daughter not to tell me what he did to her during the day, she vowed to take her daughter out of that situation, but never did. (again, citing the "problem" with the car)

    Stupid boyfriend watched whatever movies he wanted to watch in front of child (who was only 5 at the time); one of those movies was American Pie. Monica knew as much, but then marveled at her daughter's potty mouth and growing sexual sophistication. Someone had to be blamed for the latter (she automatically believed her daughter was being sexually abused, though I have doubts that the abuse in her home actually went that far) and by god she wasn't about the accept responsibility for her daughter's problems! Enter the babysitter of five months. (Me!) I often wonder if the charges were leveled against my family because she realized how close I was to calling child protective services on her. In any case, she made her accusations and followed them up with a promise not to call the authorites to "turn me in" because she didn't want to "tear my family apart." (she also made it clear that she didn't want the authorities nosing around her daughter) She then went on to use us as scapegoats, blaming her daughter's many emotional and behavioral problems (that she'd been exhibiting for two years) on us and the so-called abuse she supposedly suffered in our house during the five months I took care of her. Monica told this to the school, her parents, her friends, and convinced herself, I suppose, in order to make herself feel better for allowing her boyfriend to abuse her daughter. Little did she know that by law the school has to turn in all accusations of abuse. But, what can I say? The woman isn't very smart, nor does she have any common sense.

    Much to her surprise, I happened to be first in line to turn the matter in; I turned the entire matter over to the authorities, including all her trashy accusations. My family was quickly cleared. Monica helped a great deal on that accord, because she did her level best to duck the authorities at every turn, refusing to cooperate with the investigation, never allowing the police to have access to her child for an interview.(the liar was afraid the truth would come out!)

    The story does not end with the clearing of myself and my family. (unfortunately) Dear Monica continues to spread rumors about me to get even for my turning the matter over to the authorities. The police said I could file suit for slander, but I don't want to spend money defending myself against that stupid twit. Most people in our town don't believe her anyway(knowing me well, and knowing her *oh* too well). There are those of less than average intelligence that do believe her unadulterated bullshit, so as a result, my name is slightly tarnished in my community.
    Lovely, eh?

    She is moving out of our town soon. Can't wait. Everytime I see her, I feel like vomiting. I was told that the CPS would intervene in her household. As far as I know nothing happened to her, and the neglect going on in her house was not investigated or corrected. Boyfriend did move out, however, amid accusations of domestic abuse. Now she is dating some married guy. Ah, I used to be a fucking liberal. No more.

    She's a rotton homewrecker and a horrible mother.

    Did anyone watch it? I like how it ended with an ironic twist.I won't ruin for you if haven't watched it. I thought Recruit Wolf was so hot. lol. One of Dril instructors didn't look to bad himself but that is not the point. I watched the celebrity bootcamp to last night. If you haven't seen it . You need to watch the reruns. So What are your opinions on the show?

  • I hate my daughter. I wish I had never given birth to her. She is the most self centered and irresponsible person I ever met. The only way she ever does anything is if there something in it for her. She has no conscience and cares for no one but herself.

    I've been what I assumed was happily married for more than 10 years when I heard from an old boyfriend whom I had never forgotten about. To make a long story short , I hurt everyone that I love to recindle this love I have for him. In my confused state I have decided to repair my marriage, knowing I love my husband and fear the pain I'm causing my children.At the same time I know that I'm still confused about my true feelings and know I need professional help .

  • They are finicky and they don't love you or they pretend not to, nor do they demonstrate their undying love for you like dogs do. Furthermore, I am highly suspect of men who have cats. I am highly suspect of men who have lap dogs. I don't quite know yet what it means, but whatever it means, it can't be good.

    My roommate had a cat, and for the most part, all three of us stayed the hell away from each other.

    I had this dream one night that my teeth were falling out of my head. This always makes me panic because my mother has this superstition that this particular dream means someone close to you is about to die. So what you have to do is take a living thing, like a plant, and bite into it, and whatever bad death karma is lurking in your brain is transferred into the plant, which dies instead of whoever. I know this is silly, as are all of my mother's superstitions, but I confess, I am not a TOTAL nonbeliever.

    So I get this dream, I wake up in a panic, and we don't have a single plant that's living anymore. But I see that frickin cat.

    Okay I bit it on the tail, not hard, but hard enough. The cat whacked me in the face, but I deserved it. But according to my mother's superstition, I might have saved somebody's life.

    So there.