Hockey Diva

This weekend, I’ll be a very little bee. I am hanging out with a friend tomorrow and were going to the Pens game . Saturday, I have to work . Yay for the extra money . After work, I’ll probability get caught up on some extra work around the house. Sunday (on Valentine’s Day), I’m going to the Pens game against my boyfriend’s favorite team: Nashville Predators.

Speaking of work, I did get a job through ODesk and I am so happy. Then, I found out that this job could be possibility be an internship also . I love having graphic design jobs.

Also, there has been some drama going on with the family and friends also, but more on that later. Take care everyone and have a nice night .

Thank you Lady and Brian for your wonderful comments. Unfortunately, the drama still continues. My aunt just continue to yell at me all day today . I finally screamed at her that I’m sick and tired of her yelling at me. I’m getting so tired of the drama around here. Then I heard her calling me a “bitch”.

I called Brian to let him know what was going on . If I had the money right now, I be taking a bus or something; just so I can lay in his arms. After I called him, I went to bed. I managed to take a 2 hour nap from the time I ended the call and when I woke up; it was exactly 2 hours later after that phone call. I just pretty much stayed in bed, until my aunt went to bed. I shouldn’t have to be punished by this. If this is what it’s going to take, then so be it.

In the words of Jan Brady “Marcia Marcia Marcia!!”. Or in my case “drama drama drama!!”.

My aunt and I get along somewhat ok, but lately we haven’t. She’s the one that runs up the cellphone bill (over $100 to be exact). Plus, she is always on the cellphone. And I mean, always on the phone. That’s a whole other different story though.

Well, today certainly took the cake. She called the house phone and told me “Can’t you answer your cell phone?” Um, wtf? I replied back with “My phone is upstairs.” I thought it was upstairs and it wasn’t. A simple mistake on my behalf. I thought the conversation was going to be over right? Nope, I was wrong. She proceeds to tell me that we only have one vile of Front Line Plus for cats left.

Here’s the conversation.

Me-”We didn’t have any left.”
Aunt-”But it came with 4 viles.”
Me-”No it didn’t. The one vile, I had-I gotten it from the vet. The first vile from the box went to your cat and the last two viles I used 2 weeks ago”
Aunt-”Are you sure?”
Me-”Yes, I’m sure”
Aunt-”Well, my cat better not get fleas then!” And hangs up on me.

Excuse me? My cat doesn’t go outside. He’s the inside cat, but her (meaning my aunt) cat goes outside all the time and brings the fleas in. Of course, she making me the liar. I am clearly telling her the truth.

I wished I lived in a drama free world.