Tara Is Back!!

Waves and Waves

I almost feel like I'm on a little tug boat. A wave of chaos comes by and tries to knock me down. I am stubborn and I will not be knocked down. If I am, I get up on my feet and continue on. If someone tries to keep me from doing something, I walk around them and do something anyway.
I have come to the conclusion that the teachers in Emmett were completely wrong. Despite their ignorance, people go along with their theories. They think that homosexuals need to go to the counselor. They think that students that have a mind of their own are severely and mentally disturbed. They think that they have a right to physically abuse students the same way they abuse their own children.
In class, I found my real disability. In fact, I don't have one. Slightly, I cannot comprehend mathematics. In most cases, I will not respect the space of others. Then again, I don't talk much to anyone anyway. I am an intrapersonal learner. I learn best from writing, reading, and speaking. I think that things like this should be taught in school. Students need to work with each other. They cannot if they do not know how the other person learns. I never understood any of this. I think things would have went a lot differently. I give kudos to those who do home schooling and not letting ignorant jerks teach their children.
I have moved many things back into my old room. It's quite cozy in here. I do like having my office with my bedroom. Maybe I can arrange some stuff so everything can be together without looking like a storage unit.
I am taking a break from schooling at this very moment. I have two huge projects due this week. I am a little bit sad this course is coming to an end. I am nervous about my papers.
I am crossing my fingers on my taxes. I keep on being told that I will not have to pay anymore. I know what percentage is taken out. I wanted to keep money in the savings account in case there is a penalty. Waiting for stuff from Directv, Fidelity, Qwest, ING, Volt, and University of Phoenix. Lot's of paperwork. I have no choice but to go fork out a couple hundred dollars. Has anyone noticed that H&R Block goes up a little over $50 a year?
I have my court date coming up for the traffic violation. I am fighting it. I want proof that I ran the red light.I want proof that the camera does not work at that intersection. There is a camera there, it is on the website for traffic. I am trying to subpoena Paul. I am having a difficult time with it.

Ignorance is Bliss

Hopefully, this will be my last gripe. Let me just say that, the backdate does not equal $209. Will I go after what is owed to me? Perhaps, if I feel like it. I really want to be a living nightmare to this little twerp of a boy.
Yesterday, they were supposed to get stuff. They promised to be civil. I leave because, I really do not want to talk to them. As soon as I pull out of the driveway, I see a trooper down the road. It kind of shocked me, I know I didn't tell them to come over. I was told to call them back. I went to do my chores.
I get a phone call from Zack's mother, "What is going on?" Nothing, they are supposed to be getting his crap. "Why are the police there?" There are no cops there. "How come they are threatening to arrest them?" No cops are there to arrest anyone. "Well, they are back in Boise. You better hope that you are being truthful. I will be there tomorrow to get the rest of Zack's things and drop of a check." Yeah, whatever, bitch. I don't lie about anything.
I called dispatch. Nothing on record. I called the senile old bat. There is nobody here to arrest anyone. If you want proof, call dispatch and ask. She kept on muttering how suspicious it was for the police to be there. Well, there are cops in the area because there is plenty of suspicious activity, idiot.
I hang out at home today. I do my laundry. I go run errands and they are finally back. Dipshit, tells me that I need to sign paperwork. They backdated the rent themselves. Which they have no authority to do, I am the one that charges the rent not them. I about told him to fuck off and just take the money that they ripped me off on. I should take Zack to small claims. I made a copy of the check, I have the paper your grandmother tore (that's right, cunt), and I have photos of damages.
I will let you in on a secret, I am a better person than that. He caused himself trouble. That is all that matters. He could very well be going to jail. I hope he gets stuck with a flamboyant cell mate named Bubba. Remember, Zack, don't bend over when picking up the soap.

Mad at an Old Lady

Every now and again, I get pissed at an old person. I rarely yell at them because I know that many of them do not know what is going on today. Last night, I was especially angry at one person in particular. I was almost willing to get a battery charge for hitting an elderly woman.
Zack's grandparents are two-faced liars. Phyllis was telling me that she would write a check. Things went south when I was obligated to call the law when something illegal was going on. His grandparents have come to the conclusion that Paul and I are causing trouble. Well, no, I'm protecting myself and my home.
Zack has chosen to leave. I didn't kick him out. Paul gave him a 30 day notice, despite him not paying rent. By law, it is supposed to be three. He came back last night to get more things with his grandparents. I watched them so I would not have anymore things vanish mysteriously or get damaged.
By the time they were getting ready to leave, Paul wants to talk to Zack. We had calculated a back dated amount plus late fees. Paul tells Zack that he was not trying to cause him trouble. Zack says, but he did. His grandmother butts right in and acts like she has authority over the situation.
Paul gives him the reason why Zack cannot be breaking the law in my home. He has a daughter that he will not be able to see with the crap going on in my home. His grandmother starts to put her two cents in and Zack began to argue. They proceed to tell us that we could have told the kids to leave and that Zack didn't buy the beer. How the hell did the kids get the beer?
At this point I start to tell her that I made the rules and quite frankly, it is illegal and he still had them there. She grabbed the invoice that I made. She snottily said over and over, "He did not sign any lease and there are no late fees. I pro-rated it already."
Then she kept on saying that it is illegal to kick someone out. I told her that there is no law about the winter and that Zack chose to leave. I already went through this with someone else. She quipped, "Well, you probably got away with it." Her husband started to chime in telling me to talk to an attorney and it is a matter of an attorney. She took the invoice and tore it in half.
I looked at her coolly, "Get out of my house." They continued to escalate and acted like they had a right to stay there. Phyllis went on and on how it is illegal to kick him out and objected to the three day rule law. Her husband started to yell at me, I pointed right at him, "I told you to leave. You are not welcome here."
They finally left. I called dispatch that they are not welcome on my property. I was told to call back if they come back again. I am so livid by now. I looked and looked. Minnesota has a law about evicting during the winter. There is no law in Idaho. There is for someone who is 16 years old.
The only law I found was that it was illegal to shut off utilities during the winter months. Why do people try to talk smack when they are clearly wrong? It is so stupid when someone says that they are going to call a lawyer. Does that really cause a concern? No, it does not because I know what the law is and if they fight me I will win. I have messages. I am willing to take a sample from the backyard. I can take pictures of damages that he has done. I will even take the paperwork that she tore up. Give me a break.
Then she had the nerve to call me this morning while I was working on school. I am infuriated at her. She was asking for my last name. No apologies for acting irratically. I really did not want to give her any information or speak to her and that she cannot. She proceeded to tell me that she wanted to come get his things and get it over with. I am so upset with her, I could not respond to her anymore. I just hung up the phone. I'm still upset, I can't understand anything that she was trying to tell me.

Did I Offend You? I'll Remember So I Can Do It Again.

Zack is irritated with Paul and I. Good. He irritated me. You don't bring underage drinkers in my house. He has been disrepecful. Used every one's things and blamed it on the other room mate. He relentlessly harassed him. He constantly lied to the cops about Paul. He pissed in my backyard. He let his dog destroy my property. He clogged my drains when he used my shears to shave his head. And he is irritated with us?
Zack screwed himself over. It was my idea to have the authorities contacted. It said so in the rules. He was not going to continue with his bullshit in my house. Especially, without paying rent. My house is not any one's personal storage unit.
He decided to come get some things while I was at work today. I had to leave work so no drama would take place.
Supposedly, he is going to pay rent. "As agreed." He stated that he would talk to Paul. NO. You will talk to me, Zack. "I", own the house. Paul does not own the house. He is helping me with the situation. Anything that happens, is communicated to me.
Him and his grandmother have messages on my answering machine that rent will be paid.
I have come to the understanding that people have said to leave it alone. I have been leaving him alone for the past few months that he has lived here. We have continuously told him to stop. It has been going on for too long and it is time for it to end. I am glad that he is gone. I am glad he is in trouble. I'm sure he deserves what is coming to him. I am glad for that as well. He knew I wanted him out last month. He should have taken care of that back in December. Did he? No, he stayed until nearly the end of January. He knew to not smoke in my home. He knew to not break the law in my home.
Extra people raise my utilities. If they are not paying rent, I cannot afford to have them there.

Bwuahaha!

Soooo, hmm. Yeah, I made enough to barely make a house payment. Rent is being paid late this month. I am thinking...no more students for room mates. It is bad enough that a bunch of flakes live in Nampa. A bunch of these flakes go to college around here. The flakes depend on their financial aid and don't have a job. Are they not going to college to be responsible adults? Come on.
Zack vanished for a few days. He has been in trouble. Interesting, literate, but does not make smart decisions. He lies, steals, and drinks. I put rules up. He stated that he abides by them. Really? The dog ran loose in the house while nobody was home. He smoked in my house. He lied about it of course and said his girlfriend was making flowers with them. That's funny, I didn't know you can make flowers out of the ashes. How do you do that? Really? Humor me.
Couple days ago, his grandmother called me up. We had a conversation that she was going to see what she is going to do with him. She said that she will pay his rent this month and possibly the next month. I feel kind of bad. He needs some place to be before he goes anywhere.
I go to work, the phone is finally quiet up until lunch time. Paul text me that Zack was back and there was no rent. His grandmother is not too far from where I work. We have to meet so I can grab the check from her.
I come home, the washer and dryer have been used all day long. Wonderful, hello gas and water and electrical bill. When we were eating dinner, Paul tells me that Zack was in the house smoking. I was about ready to tell him off. Paul insisted on doing it himself. No more, I am going to stand up for what I pay for. I worry about the bills. I made the rules, I am the one with authority. He even had beer in the fridge.
After dinner, Paul and I were talking. I said that I heard a girl in the room. I heard a girl giggling when I came home. I started to think that the two under-age drinkers are back or it was his girlfriend. I said he would probably blame his girlfriend. I hoped for his sake that she was old enough to be drinking.
I decided to call his probation officer and leave a message about the beer.Paul was saying that he would probably going to blame it on us.
Paul is thirsty and wants a soda. We go out to play musical cars. I spot the truck. It belongs to his friends that are not legal to drink. I am not thinking that anything good is coming out of this discovery. Paul left. He text me that he thinks they may be drinking. I text back, "Maybe we should call the cops."
Paul hangs out elsewhere and talks to the cops. The police come to my house. They visit with Zack. I come out in the middle of it. Zack is telling the cop that Paul said that it was okay. Excuse me?? He kind of piped down when he saw me. I know otherwise. Nobody said it was okay for them to drink in the house. They can chill at the house, but no drinking.
Him and three others got a ticket. One friend got two in a row this month. He gets a ticket for probation violation and can be facing jail time.
I don't judge people. We already warned him. This kind of shit can get me in trouble. I told his grandmother that he has had under age drinkers in my home. He did it again. He stated that he will be out by the end of the month. I am desperate for funds. I'm not desperate enough for drama.

Touche

Just when I was about ready to pull the best prank ever, someone finally showed up and received his eviction notice. I'm a little happy about that. I don't think I will be looking for a room mate. I may as well in case I change my mind. It takes about three months for someone to respond to an ad anyway.
I was going to play a mean trick. Zack's probation officer was not disclosing his whereabouts. Which is okay, we were more worried if he got arrested again. Guess what, Maria? We can look that up. Thanks for trying to cover that up anyway. So, what I was going to do was look up the police reports to see if he was arrested again. If there was no record, the next thing is to entice him to come and get his notice. He has friends looking out for him on Craigslist. So, I was going to put an ad up saying that I had a furnished room for rent. Touche.
He stated that he will be paying rent and the late fees. I doubt that will happen. He will pay before he gets his things. As soon as he is out of there, I am taking my bedroom back. It is warmer.
I have to do more things to get rid of high power bills. We shut so many things off and unplugged things. It went up by $9. How the hell does that happen??? I think the meter is not working properly. I really really do.
I am about ready to deactivate my cell phone. People keep calling it when I am at work. I have told my school that I cannot be reached during the day. That has not changed. They still call. This automated system keeps calling my cell phone about this politician. I am a registered voter. Since this idiot has an automated system calling my cell phone, I will not vote for him.
I have a couple more weeks left of class. My new classes begin the first of next month. I have made a cool design for my presentation. I just need to add graphics and words. My survival guide will have to be worked on during my free time. Which is generally Friday and Saturday. I have to work overtime on those days. I think I'm going to see if my hiring person can help me with that. I still have to get information to the boss about needing Feb. 4th off. I'm too busy. I'm too busy to go make a house payment. I have to pay late anyway because I get paid on Friday and hopefully I will have rent from both the room mates by then.

Tired but Can't Sleep

The new job is fun. Now that school is back in session, so is mandatory overtime. That's right. I have random overtime schedules. I get one day off a week.
I have a big project due in two classes. I haven't worked on them much. I think the days I have no school, I will work on my paper and my presentation. I was motivated to work on it Saturday but I had to go in for three hours of training.
I thought there wasn't going to be training. There was no power. But the power turned back on again. Not that I'm bitching about making money. I just have better things to do. Although, I became more knowledgeable about the products.
I need the extra money, anyhow. Zack is getting the boot. I heard, "I'll have the money." For the last time. I have more important things to do than worry about an irresponsible alcoholic. He has not been returning any phone calls. I won't either as long as the lock is changed. He is going to owe rent and late fees. He won't get his crap until he pays it either. He better hurry up and start packing. He should have started on that last month. He knew I didn't want him here anymore.
I am finally getting sleepy. I'm going to hit the hay now. By the way, Paul's birthday is on 1/19/2010. He needs a pick me up.

The New Years Resolution

I have decided that my new years resolution is to not repeat 2009. Which will probably mean to move faster and think of something incredible to keep people from disconnecting an account.
Zack is supposed to pay rent by today. He hasn't made it back home. If he is not home tomorrow, he is going to have a hard time getting into the house. I already gave warning that he will need to leave is things don't start changing. Legally, I gave him enough warning. I have low tolerance.
I don't know what is going on with me. Sometimes I have been feeling unwelcome at work. I have to take a few extra measures to make sure that I am not feeling like a total reject. Getting a chat room made me a happy camper for crying out loud. Little things are making me happy. Is that a bad sign?
I am having a hard time wanting to look at my bank account. I have to. That way I know if I can afford to make a house payment. It makes me dizzy thinking about it. I am hoping really hard that Paul gets a job. He was e-mailed by Volt. I keep telling him to keep trying the same places. You don't just give up, this isn't the time to. It is a good time to show that you are a warrior. That is what gives you a job.
Class started up again this week. I was very scared. I had no idea what I was doing. Why on earth am I doing this? I think once I get back into it, it will be my revenue of relaxation. We are working on the format of writing this week. I don't know if I know what I am doing.

Whatever Happened To...

I watch these videos and ponder. You know how they have the occasional article about whatever happened to so and so? What is that girl doing that fell down the well? I think I saw an article about her, I can't remember if she is an adult now.
I found an old video of this kid named Jordi. He was some kid from France singing about how hard it is to be a baby. Anyone remember this? I saw that he still made music and he has a website on Myspace.
In today's world, we have You Tube. It is hard to say if it is going to be a phase that will pass us by. Many teens use it. They use it as a way to try to embarrass others.Personally, I think it makes them look foolish and they will regret it later in life.
There are a number of interesting videos of children on You Tube. How would something like this would affect a child mentally? They do something silly and the whole world gets a chance to see it. Ever wonder what these kids will be like later down the road now that their parents have embarrassed them in front of millions of people?
It's kind of like America's Funniest Home Videos. Everyone can watch, share their opinion, and rate. The only difference is, you don't have a chance to win some money.
Not that I am complaining. I think the videos are funny. It just makes me wonder.

Twitter

I think twitter is a dumb word. If I was to say, I twitter, I think I am calling myself a twit. It is nothing but people posting blurbs online. Kind of like Facebook but without the applications.
I have noticed celebrities that come and go on here. I can clearly see why. Don't want any secret information to get out. I was following Ryan Reynolds and Scarlett on Twitter. Not too long after Scarlett makes herself a profile, they both vanish. It looked like there was an argument that was about to start between them. Who knows.
More people are leaving. It really is for obvious reasons. I don't see why they went onto Twitter to begin with. When I first started, I think I mentioned to someone it is like stalking. Well, stalking is a real life threat to famous people. When they start Twitter, they will be followed. Following someone is the same as stalking.
I only follow others because I have an interest in them. I like to know what is going on in the world out there. I have attempted to stalk Dane Cook, but only at a safe distance. I'm afraid he might jump me and start dry humping me.
Why we have Twitter, one will never know. When you join, you will be followed. You can follow others. You stalk each other online.

Happy New Year!

Well, hopefully we are started off for a good 2010. I think we should do something super special for next year. It will be 1/1/11 next time and there will also be a 1/11/11. Fun stuff.
It was my mom's birthday yesterday. I couldn't do much because I ,of course, was working. Normally, on New Years Eve, I have a shift that lasts until 10pm. Luckily, I got a shift that ends at 7pm. I tried brainstorming on what I could do. Mom was coming over to drop of the dishwasher. Paul and I went over to the smoke shop. I wanted to get her some cigars, I don't think she smokes anymore. I glanced over at a container I was tempted by. They had those chocolate bottle liquor things. I have always wanted to try one. I got some for me and my mom. These chocolates are pretty cool. I want to get some more.
I have come to the decision to pretend that I am buying tires. The last set cost me about $600. I am going to be paying a deductible of $500. Lucky me, just has I made my insurance go down by about $100. I will be going in to fight the red light. The whole thing does not make sense. The police report is incomplete. No statement from me or Paul who was my passenger and witnessed what happened. Paul is the most annoying backseat driver, believe me. There is also misinformation on the police report, I don't live in Boise. Evidently, the officer did not put any effort into anything. I go in to have my car looked at tomorrow.
This really sucks, Paul has a friend in Twin Falls that wants us to come over and have some fun. It is tempting. However, I am not really in the mood to drive that far. Roller skating does sound like fun.
BTW people, I have fixed the video down below. I looked at my videos and discovered that Myspace has changed the video uploads once again. It was set on private by default. I changed it to public so everyone can see what everyone did on Christmas! :)