11/1/16

I haven’t written in a while been busy which is a good thing well least for me. Lots has happened and again I give this journal a summery of things, though not sure why i keep it not like someone will read it who wants to know about a Nineteen year old surviving horror…might be the change in the season Fall use to be my favorite season or because my birthday passed on ohhh hollows eve I didn’t tell anyone there was to much … going on with the Zombiecaine and the horde stuck in the ditch… we finally managed to take care of the horde and the storm finally passed…. more jobs are coming our way at the garage though I am happy about that.

Couches is a good place unwind though I haven’t been there since…” the break up” I am good though seen lots of hot guys about my age…even older ones..hopeless romantic up no good my heart seems to want that closeness to someone… Least Dane is a good friend he seems to be there more then others…OHHH!! and Amanda…Peaches…hehe there is a new one named Lillith not sure why but  feel like I know her or feel a connection somehow. I thought about my family today mostly my grandfather we have Indian ancestry he had a plantation not the white huge pretty looking ones but a more wild modest one. He never did tell me what tribe if we was Apache or you know some sort of reason why we use to take seasons out there with the people when I was younger. We survived out there with little but the land chose to grant us not much different now that i really think about it except… the Z’s popping out to try to eat you, or raider/ rebels trying to kill you to take your stuff …or who knows perhaps we food for them then there is was a stranger that had bread today… it smelled like onions he said something about milk of what he liked to call cattle….” it gave me an instant weird moment. Though  was offered some I would love to see the man actually bake it and all he used to make the stuff…. growing paranoid..I hope grandfather is out there with the people someplace and thinking of me or watching over me..though back then i didn’t pay attention, memories have a funny thing of coming when you least expect them to though. I talked to Peaches about a Arkley Movies night we will see if we can get anything together if at all perhaps if i talk to more people more people will get interested.