Has it really been about 3 months since I've been here? Wow time flies. I gotta do better right?

Let's see...what's new?

I cheated on my boyfriend.

Yea that's pretty much all that's "new" in my life.

Why did I cheat? I dont know. Does he [my boyfriend] know? No. Am I proud of it? Not even a lil bit. Do I have any intentions of confessing? Not really.

The guy who I cheated on him with (who is a coworker. Who has a very long term girlfriend. And a child) and I slept together twice. Currently we act as if nothing happened. We dont call or text each other. We're cordial at work.

Like I said, I don't know why I did it, but if it had to guess I would tie it to certain events that took place prior to "ol dude" and I doing the deed. My dude had attempted to break up with me, but backed out of it. His girl kicked him out of their house for a couple of day due to an argument. He stopped by my house to kill time before we both headed to work. We were discussing out situation, we looked at each other like "fuck it," clothes were coming off and it happened...right there on my couch.

Yea, Im a dirty bitch. Im so not proud of it, but it is what it is. . . I feel like crap.

Hey! I know there prob aren't many people who still read my blog because I come here about once a month with random shit.

Im not even that active on Facebook or Twitter. I visit facebook every now and then to read ignorant status updates and write on the occasional wall. Twitter...it's not longer funny and entertaining. I see the same shit all through my timeline day in and day out. Twitter is a thrift store, everything is recycled over and over. I try to go there and update every now and again, but meh.

Moving on,

Someone broke into my car about two weeks ago. They came into my yard and broke into my shit! I know who it was, but I dont have solid proof so the police cant do much about it. It was my neighbors coke sniffin' nephew. She has diabetes and she wasn't taking good care of herself so both of her legs were cut off. She agreed to let her homeless nephew come live with her and help her out. All this bum do is sit on the porch, drink and sniff powder. I blame him because since he's been in the neighborhood everybody has had something of theirs stolen or broken into. Anyway, he stole my CD player, my CDs (all were just random mixed CDs I made), and window tint that my boyfriend left in my trunk. He used a lock pick to get into my car. Im still mad as hell about it. Since then he hasn't been back in the neighborhood.

Oh, and another thing that's been on my mind. Im aware of the fact that I turn 25 in July. I hate how people keep telling me that I need to get married and/or that I need to have some kids because "you not gettin' any younger. I five more years you'll be 30." FUCK.THAT. I dont care if majority of my peers from high school and college are married with kids. That's good for them, it's not good for me. I dont want kids (I dont even think I like children). Im not trying to marry anybody as of right now. Leave me alone.

Im still trying to move out of my mom's house. It's kinda hard when your job keeps cutting you hours and dicking you around. I am looking for another job (in my career field, which is harder than I thought).

Happy mother's day! I gotta go to work *frowns*