Not their car (alternate title: another reason why I hate my neighbors)

The title of this post says it all, really. This is not his car. It is not his parents’ car, or his aunt’s car, or his grandfather’s car. No one in his family owns this car. Someone in our apartment complex does, and I’m thinking they wouldn’t be too happy if they had seen from… Continue reading Not their car (alternate title: another reason why I hate my neighbors)

What sucks about moving: Having to find a new EVERYTHING

When I left home for school I struggled with a few things…those things being a lack of hairdresser that I could trust with my curls, someone I could trust with eyebrows, and a seamstress I could trust with my clothes.  And let’s not forget about doctors…another hard thing to find!  Luckily I was only about… Continue reading What sucks about moving: Having to find a new EVERYTHING