I’m on a real downer tonight. I’ll start off small shall I?

• I haven’t heard back from the store I interviewed at yesterday.
• The cold I’ve been fighting since the long haul flight has finally won.
• I showed my step-aunt my engagement ring & she obviously didn’t approve.

The conversation with my so called aunt, started with her asking me if my tan was fake? Er, no…that’s 3 months in the sun, bitch. Then, when I proceeded to show her my engagement ring, the conversation went exactly like this:

“When did that happen?”

“A few weeks ago”

“Date?!”

“The 25th”

“OF!?”

Well, being that it was a few weeks ago, that would be August no?!

After that, she went straight back into a conversation about my mother losing her mobile phone.

A few minutes later her husband rang her & she said something about me & Bear, referring to him as “Aria’s FIANCE” in a really condescending tone.

Not to mention, as she was leaving my mother said:

“Doesn’t she look well?”

- talking about me – & this dozy cow says

“Yeah, I’m looking ok but I don’t feel so great”.

Right then.

But lets face it, it’s not like I expected any different & honestly, it’s just further proof that this is not my real family, that I don’t belong here & that frankly, these fuckers suck.

• My gran has been in hospital for “tests”.
• One of the most happy people in my world is in hospital after taking an overdose after she was caught having an affair. I was actually supposed to be having a drink with the two of them tomorrow night.

I literally found out about this as I was writing, I’m feeling even worse so I’m going to wrap things up in a sec. Like my dad said, for the one person who was so happy & excited for Bear & I to end up like this…eurgh. It hit me like a ton of bricks, I was so shocked. It’s always disconcerting when emotion takes over like that & I end up uncontrollably bursting into tears. I think I really scared Bear (who was in my ear at the time).

• Last but not least, we can’t keep the dog.

Our landlord has told us to get rid of the dog, even though the people downstairs from us have a dog too (oh but they’ve been told to get rid of theirs as well (the one that’s been there for like 6 months)).

I’m really upset about it. I wish we had the money & means to move but…. sigh, it’s not even worth writing about.

Over & out.