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(no subject) [Oct. 28th, 2009|04:09 pm]
Vonda*Jade
Oh, lj.  I miss you.  I honestly do.  I use to post my every thought, and somehow it made me feel a little better about my crazy, upside down life.  Life is good.  Crazy, but good. 
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(no subject) [Jul. 22nd, 2009|01:04 am]
Vonda*Jade
Somebody needs to post something about something.  I need to read, something.

Leena has started clapping her hands and standing on her own.  I love my fat, little baby.
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(no subject) [Jun. 15th, 2009|09:15 am]
Vonda*Jade
When I moved out of my parents house almost two years ago, all I took was a bag of clothes.  I didn't plan on moving out, I just couldn't put up with my crack head sister, Amanda,  anymore.  (Seriously, she is a crack head.  Right now she is about five months pregnant and she has fresh track marks that could lead for days.)  I just planned on staying a couple of weeks with my other sister, Brandy, until Amanda and her husband got their own place.  As the story goes, I moved in with Aaron, only having my garbage bag full of clothes.  I never got the rest of my stuff, so eventually Mom boxed it up and put it in a room upstairs.  Now she wants me to go through it all, take what I want, and trash the rest.  Obviously, I have no need for any of it or I would have at least went back for it.  I like knowing it's in a safe place and I don't have the heart to trash it.   
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(no subject) [May. 30th, 2009|12:38 am]
Vonda*Jade
Ok, so today makes one week since I went to the weight loss clinic.  I don't care who knows.  I'm a cow.  I'm big and fat, who cares.  But I was starting to feel decent about myself.  I don't know if I have lost any weight yet, but it's the thought of what's to come.  Having a baby can make you feel real down on yourself.  With all the weight gain, stretch marks, and postpartum insanity.  I was feeling pretty confident.  Well, when I got home, as I was getting out of my car my neighbor pulls in.  She is a real lune.  Aaron and I always talk about how we hope she gets a boyfriend and stuff.  She is very spacey.  When she got out of her car, she looked at me and said "Oh my goodness are you pregnant again?"  When I said no, she replied with "Oh, I just said that because I thought it would be neat if you were.  Babies, babies, babies." 
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(no subject) [May. 7th, 2009|12:11 am]
Vonda*Jade
Last night, I got a total of one, maybe two, hours of sleep.  When I dropped Leena off to my sister while I took my final, I slid in mud and fell down.   So I went to school covered in mud.  I still feel so aweful.  I have been sick since Friday.  And nothing seems to be going how it should.  When will things fall in place?
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(no subject) [May. 6th, 2009|02:26 am]
Vonda*Jade
Oh, LJ.  I'm mad.  Like, really MAD!!!  I just want to scream something that doesn't make sense.  OGJOANSMLVNKSNGJVILDSNVJKLNDSZGVISENGVKLDSN VGIKHRSNGIOTJEWOFJVNKD
NVKDSNGVKIJDSNGKVNDGBVDSVMDZGIK:SNDSVDSNGBVDSBVISGHBDSNVKLGBFDSN
BFBNGJKFDNGIHGBFDN JLDSOIVBFDSBVNFDSHBVNUJDSSDXFIJKMOSWZXYHJKOL,DX
CFVGBJUFJIYFESYTRDSYTFDJFGYIFY....but, I have neighbors.
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(no subject) [Apr. 27th, 2009|11:53 am]
Vonda*Jade
It seems like everyone I know is having marital problems.  Ok, not everybody.  But two of my good friends.  I am so glad it isn't me.  They just need to be like 'F you, husband.'  There is no way in hell I would put up with the shit that they do.  Hell no.  I know I have put up with a lot of crap, but that was in the early days, before marriage and Leena.  Back then I guess I was a little pussy, I guess.  Now I am just a bitch who hates everything.  It should be none of my business, and I'm sure divorce isn't fun.  But when is enough enough.  Obviously not after you have been hit and cheated on. 

I'm rambling.  I got to school early to take a test I missed...and big shocker!!!  This Georgina lady isn't here...again.  I think we are just missing each other in passing.  I want to just get it out of the way. 
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(no subject) [Apr. 14th, 2009|04:56 pm]
Vonda*Jade
I know some people are made for school.  I just don't think I am one of those people.  I'm not going to quit though.
I must say, I really want to. 

Dear Leena, 
        You are my inspiration for going.
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(no subject) [Dec. 24th, 2008|10:54 pm]
Vonda*Jade
I decided to post some pictures, Dear Livejournal.  Leena is growing so much.  She opened her Christmas presents tonight, really Aaron and I opened them and she just stared at us.  She is such a sweet baby.  She is rotten, too.  That's my girl.  


This is me after being in labor for like 10 hours.    I looked much worse after I actually had her.  It really didn't hurt much.  Thank God for epidurals.


This is Leena fresh out of the oven.



She has changed a lot since then.  Now she smiles and laughs. 



She LOVES to take a bath.


Awwww!








 
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(no subject) [Oct. 7th, 2008|11:08 pm]
Vonda*Jade
Ok, so this is going to be on one of the craziest things to write about...but I am pissed.  Somebody stole my pain medicine.  I know it was either my brother or my sister.  It was the medicine they gave me at the hospital when I had Leena.  It was in my purse, which I have kept an eye on.  I should have known better than to carry around a bottle of percocets anyways.  It's not like I needed them.  If I did, I would have took them by now.  Having a baby for me, was not nearly as bad as anybody said...so I would have been fine with just tylenol.  But I did keep count of how many I had...and it's sad that your own family would take something like that from you.  They are probably under the impression that I needed them, and that makes me even more mad.  They left three of them in the bottle, so I took them out, replaced them with ibuprofen (just so they won't think the bottle is empty), and I left a real nasty note in the bottle.  I hate druggies.
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