We changed the date of our wedding: July 11, 2009. Wow it went from two years to two months....am I crazy or what? guess so. Talk to me let me know what you think.

Saturday June 13 and Sunday June 14 me and Dereck are taking a trip down to the old country of where I used to live. A blast from the past, if nothing else. Somebody still has to send me an invite to their wedding (hmmhmm).
Anyways,I've been meaning to take a trip down for quite some time now, but what, with conflicting schedules (work, school, etc, etc) you catch my drift. I'm really looking forward to going though, it's should prove at least mildly entertaining.

So it seems that I'm getting married. Did that actually come from me? But it's true. May 21, 2011. Don't have all the details yet...I'll post when I know more.

Today's the first day of class...and I'm nervous as hell. I suppose it could be the fact that this is the first time back in what, 2 years, almost 3? Got Biology today, Medical Terminology tomorrow and more Biology on Wed. Not too bad of a course load. I'm tired though...Work seemed so long....
The other day I asked one of my managers if I could use him as a reference, and he said yes, but I had to put in for this stupid position first...looks like I'm getting a promotion.
They're changing the system over at Wal*Mart. We are no longer allowed to downstack, pull freight, do our bins...etc, etc. Now it'll just be, here, there's your freight, do it, when you're done w/ that here.... So easy they could pull a drunken monkey off the street and he'd still be able to get it done. If you couldn't already tell, I consider it totally and completely boring. It's great work for some, just not me. I need a challenge, something that uses brainpower and not just muscle.... I told that to Jack and he was the one who talked to the big wig and reccommended me for this job. Apparently everything lies in your hands, you make one tiny mistake, no matter how insignificant, it screws the whole program up. No pressure though. HAHA.
A few weeks ago, I went through this intense 2-week CNA class. It was awesome! As of August first, I am Angela LaRose Welther, NA. I'm not certified yet; have to send some paperwork in and take the big test, but first I want to get a job. Unfortunately, the only one hiring that's not part time is Saginaw and Dereck would flip. Not to mention that I'd be using more gas than the positions actually worth....

I am a dreamer who dreams big.
I am someone with a goal, a purpose if you may.
I have a temper that at times is overwhelming.
I act first, think later.
I stand with one foot in, one foot out.
My actions lead me.
I have become mouthy and outspoken, and yes, extremely sarcastic.
I have been hurt, lied to, stepped upon, and abused.
I have hurt, lied, stepped on, and pushed away those who matter.
I live my life looking forward, and yet can't stop glancing back.
I doubt and second guess myself more often than not.
I am strong.
I am bullheaded and obnoxious.
I love and am loved, but have problems with giving my all.
I am eclectic.
I am dark, happy, sad, vibrant, depressing, energetic and outgoing.
I am fat and skinny.
I cry.
I have fear and doubt and those constant what-ifs.
A six letter word that no one likes to mention: cancer.
I am the daughter my "other dad" was never able to have.
I am a friend.
I am desperation, and fault, and worry.
I fall and get back up and fall down again.
I am contemplating, and configuring.
I give up...
I stand my ground.
I WILL stand up for what I believe in no matter the cost.
I am confused.
I get beat down and pushed around. I push back.
At times, I lack common sense.
I trust until proven otherwise.
I am pros and I am cons.
I am a role model.
I am a bad influence.
I've made mistakes that I am not proud of. I have learned from them.
I have repeated them.
I am a volcano ready to erupt, a gentle calming stream.
I am a middle child.
I am the result of birth control and antibiotics.
I am look at me look at me.
I push away.
I run until running doesn't make sense.
My mind goes a million miles a minute. I am constantly thinking.
I am a hypocrite.
I'm an addict in the worst way.
I am a puzzle with missing pieces.
I am an open book.
I am carpe noctem.
I am lost and confused.
I am an aunt, a sister, a friend, a daughter, a lover, a confidant.
I am time speeding up, always running two steps behind.
I am fake.
I am me.
I am what I am.

Are you listening? Do you like it? Are you proud? Can you turn away? Can you forget? Do you remember?
I am me. Right or wrong. This is who I am.
Who are you.

Aaron ended up quitting a few weeks back. When he got home he told his dad that corporate came in and didn't like the floors, so they fired all of maintenance. His dad ended up calling Kiki and bitching her out. She didn't like that one too much. either way though, he's not getting his job back.
The same day that Aaron quit, Tracy (store co manager) came up to us and was like "Yea sorry we haven't done anything about that issue. I was on vacation and Jeff (store manager) was supposed to talk to him....". A whole bunch of bs if you ask me.
Registered for fall classes the other day, I'm taking Medical Terminology, Biology and a Computer class. Classes start end of August. Come June 9th, I'm taking this CNA class (4 days a week, 4hours a day, 7 weeks), so hopefully beginning of August I can get into the hospital.
Rob, Jen and the kids are going to be moving in with mom and dad in a couple of weeks. They both plan on going to school in the fall and it's just easier for them and the kids. Spending more time with Jaden and Skye is also a major plus. (Skye's playing follow the leader and can pull herself up now by herself:)
Still looking for a house, that we can afford. That's the hard part. Well about it. Oh yea, got a haircut, it's all spiky in the back. Going to add some blonde, red and dark brown hi lights tomorrow. Hope it looks good:)

Work's been a big pain in the ass lately and is only getting worse. When you're hired in at Wal*Mart, they make you do these stupid CBL's (Computer Based Learning); things that are mostly common sense. One of the big ones is sexual harassment and all that's related to it; how they won't tollerate it and so on and so forth. They even have this Open Door policy (to protect you and get the job done). All good in theory, except for one tiny little hitch: It doesn't work. In regards to management, most of the (even the top dogs) you tell them something and it'll go in one ear and out the other. They'll tell you anything to make you feel better (or at least so you get the job done), unless it comes back at them, then their story drastically changes. What a help that is.
So instead of fixing my problem, talking to management has only made it worse. Before it was easy, I could deal with it, didn't like it, but could deal. There were two versions, the edited and the unedited. To my face it was "Ohh baby give it here" and "That's my boo" and 'funny' gestures and kissing noises. Then it turned into standing right behind me, as close as you can without touching. Staying wherever I am as long as you can, just making up bull shit stuff to do. Staring at me everytime he walks by. However creepy, I could still deal with it.
Dereck got the "other" version. This one made us go to management because I couldn't take it anymore. Here are some of things that were said to my bf about me. "I'm gonna do you're gf up the ass, do you think she'll like that?" "Me and Ang are gonna have sex after work in my car" "Do you think she'll flash us her boobs" among others which he wouldn't tell me. Any female out there can figure out why I'm getting pissed. Dereck can't do anything without getting fired, what else is there? Then he started saying shit about me to Todd, and that really sent me over the deep end. Mine and Todd's relationship is easy: he's pretty much my adopted dad without all the legal mumbo jumbo that goes with it (he's been there a lot for us and we became pretty close). So you tie all that together you get a reall pissed off Ang.
We went to management, the co-store manager to be precise. They'll deal with it, they'll talk to him. Ok fine. I don'tknow whether they did or not but whatever they did do, Aaron found out. I'll give them credit, it did stop, temporarilly, or at least he stopped talking to Dereck about it. But instead, I find out, he's sitting in the fucking break room telling all his shit hole friends what he's wants and is going to do to me.
So now I have everybody at work treating me funny cuz on top of that I have another ass hole guy spreading shit around that you can't say anything to me without me turning you in fo harassment. And that's only because the one day I got pissed and sick and tired of him telling me that I can't do my job right and I suck at this and can't do that. So what does management (Asst. Mike) do? Twist everything I say around and have it all come back on me.
In the long run I suppose I get to choose between being raped and fucked around with. Hell of an option, don't you think? So if anyone has any advice on what to do, please let me know, because all I want to do is just quit and find my little corner and start crying. So please help. thanks.

I'm still trying to get used to how fast time is going by. Next month I'm going to be 20 and I keep thinking what happened? Where'd all the time go? As soon as graduation hit, it was like someone put the clocks on fast forward and yet here I am desperately trying to gather the san from thealmost empty hourglass.
Here's a recap of whats been going on as best as I can figure that is.

1. De had her baby, a boy, Joshua Lee, a litlle before Christmas.

2. Rob and Jenny had a lil girl on October 4th, Skyler Evangaeline (yes that is her middle name). Jaden's a big brother!! Rob still doesn't know how to act around her, but he is getting a lil better.

3. Me, Dereck, Malachi, and Jade upgraded into a new apartment (we have a kitchen!) and just recently aquired internet and cable. Go us.

4. For the past five/six months or so, we've been wasting our lives at Wal*Mart, but when you work 3rd shift and sleep during the day, what can you do?

5. Got a raise. Making a lil over a dollar over minimum wage now, yippee.

6. Planning on going to school in the fall, part time, but that's all I can afford at the moment. Nursing classes are expensive.

With the exception of work and the occasional party, nothing much has been going on. We're making it, and thats more than I can say for a lot of people, but I'm greatfull. What more can you ask for?

its crazy how many people i know are pregnant. It's seems that every time I turn around it's someone else. let's count: De, Diann, Nicole, Mary, Jenny, Nikki, Amanda...there's a couple more, but I can't think of them right now. Tis the season I guess. I keep coming back to town and apparently everyones thinking that I'm prego to. Nope sorry not I, I guess I'm just fat. Well I guess compare to last summer I am, but that's only because last summer I was pretty much anorexic, but owell. You know how it is. So now I'm just plain fat. Back to the old ways again I guess.
I hate how rumors get started and most times I'm the last to hear about them. Its just disgusting what people can think of. The one that I love has to deal with being prego, of course. According to the law of "the people" my new title is : Pregnant Bitchy Boyfriend Trapping Gothic Lesbian. Kudos for me!
Anyway thats all I have seeya round.

hey if anybody has walkie talkie on their phone, come talk to me or give me your number. i miss you!!!! my 2-way number is 183*507*8479