How long has it been since I've been on here? I think forever. I feel bad since I'm not really active here on AFF anymore. I plead guilty because I haven't been updating my stories. I'm sorry. Truly and I hope that my readers will understand.

The last few months, I've been really busy. And my birthday was the greatest. I didn't get a chance to tell those who had wished me a happy birthday but thank you. It made me happy. Super happy to see that some of my loyal readers and my closest friends here on AFF remembered. It made me smile!!! Kind of teary. LOL!!! The thank you is probably late but I was thanking them secretly and also out loud. I feel bad because I didn't ever reply back but please don't be mad and know that I was thinking of you guys.

The month of August definitely flew by and the month of September? Is zooming!!! I'm amazed. Really. Soon it will be Halloween here in the US and then Thanksgiving and then damn, Christmas. Wow. Just so wow.

The reason why I'm writing this blog is because I'm just thinking about what I've been doing besides thinking about when I'm going to update my stories. Working, of course. And also spending time with my family. My stepdad's court was on the 28th of August and the judge had extended his time 'till November 3rd to get everything ready. It was a really emotional day, the hour before he was going to go to court because I cried. But then when he came back, I was speechless, happy and grateful.

I'm trying to go back to school for pastry chef and I have a couple of schools in mind even though their kind of expensive. :) So now I'm just applying for financial aid and looking at another school. I have two in mind and I think that I kind of have an idea of what school to go to. If one is just a little bit more than the other then the one that I've always wanted to go to is the one that I will definitely attend to.

The other day I wanted to make a blog about this but I didn't have access to the internet so I will share with everyone.

I got out of work really really late, It was almost midnight. LOL. Well not quite. Around...10:48 pm??? Anyway, I had caught the bus and got off to get onto the next one. I waited for like two minutes at one corner and then crossed the street to go wait at the other corner and realized that I had missed the ing bus. I was cursing really bad under my breath because there were a lot of...how should I say? Bums??? Yes bums on the corner of that street. So I was standing there, minding my own business and this black guy comes up to me and starts to talk to me. He asked me if I had spare change or a dollar for milk. I can't remember...and damn I have such short memory but he was like on the verge of crying or something like that. It had happened really fast because that whole time he was talking about how he had escaped from the hospital ward and he didn't want to be there anymore because they were giving him drugs. And he starts explaining why and how come he's so scared of needles. The answer was that his parents had given him drugs were he was a baby. LONG STORY SHORT, this guy lifts his shirt up and shows me the tube that is connected to his stomach. He tells me that he would have to feed the milk through that tube to fill him up.

I'm looking at that man like he's crazy yet at the same time...I had a little sympathy for him but at the same time a part of me didn't at all. Why? Because he wasn't the only one who was going to go homeless. I gave him a dollar. And the only thing I had in my pocket. I told him that I'd give him a dollar because it was all I had. Not to mention, it was the truth. The man steps forward and asks for a fifty cent and so I step back and gave him a look. I told him that I didn't have anything anymore and for him to step back.

Within that two minute conversation, the ing BP gas station shuts its light's off because they were going to close. I was so so so pissed off.

Let me just say, that was the longest ing 20 minutes of my life ever, waiting for the next bus.

That probably doesn't beat to stories where it takes place in big cities but , if you're a girl and it's midnight and there are those druggies. Hell the F yeah it will scare the out of you.

I'm not makin sense. .

Anyway. Just the other day when I was closing, I had missed the bus. I was so pissed off. And at that moment I was thinking about how many pissed off days I've had in a row. 4.

Long story short, this truck had drove twice, three times...lots of time already? And the last time when he drove past me and around the block, he waved and motioned me to go to him. That dumb man had turned the corner and stopped. Waiting. Just waiting for me to go over there.

I'm sorry for the profanity but I'm not a ing . 

Point of this is that, I need to go buy me some pepper spray.

SIGH.

I've been thinking about Red Velvet Cake and I think I'm going to update soon. :)