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[JakeBequette]

I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
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I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him​

So why do I let him get to me?​

I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him​

This isn't about you.​

 

[JakeBequette]

Ok, so... Ya...​

The JUB Video iPod came Monday afternoon. It was pornless. Disappointed, but anyway, I was super excited. I've been loading crap onto it ever since Monday night lol.​

Amber finally quit at my work, so I'll probably never see her agian. That kind of sucks, but oh well. I'm going to be full time now. Working from 11 pm - 7:30 am, then going to school at nine.​

Um, my eye hurts. I'm not sure why. It's sore when I poke it. lol​

I'm just soooo tired.

Omg I was at the car wash today cleaning my car out and i only had 3 quarters and these two guys were looking at me wathcing like they had never seen a fat kid cleaning his car out with half his butt crack hanging out.​

The end ​

 

[JakeBequette]

Do they REALLY leave grapes out in the sun to make raisins?​

Who was the first one who left grapes out in the sun?​

Who thinks "Oh, I left some grapes out I think I'll eat them."​

Strange people.​

 

[JakeBequette]

So at work, this girl, Amber, quit. We all knew it was coming and had been talking about it. Laura and I had been talking, and she had made several comments to me that if they offered her Ambers position she would turn it down. She had several reasons for why she would be turning it down.

So yesterday, when Lard Ass Laura was asked if she wanted Ambers position, she TOOK IT! LYING BITCH!

Ofcourse I should have known this was coming anyway because of her actions in the past, it would have been so perfect though. I could have worked full time from 11 pm - 7:30 am, gone to school, slept at work, it was PERFECT for me and it pisses me off that this cunt lied to me.

My new mission: DESTROY HER!!!

I'm going to be on her like no one else. Everything she does wrong I'm going to record, no more being nice to that cunt and covering up for her.

I never really liked her to begin with and now that she's done this, combined with her actions in the past, it's over. I was dumb and believed her lies too many times. ​

 

[JakeBequette]

When it starts, one day LOSES an hour, so it has 23 hours, and then when it ends, one day GAINS an hour, so it has 25! THAT'S where the hour goes! ​

 

[JakeBequette]

And I think I will.

I hate going. I feel like I am there because I'm expected to be, not because I want to be, and sure as hell not because I like to be.

Mom told me to "stop wasting money". She's right... I can go back next year or something. I'm not doing myself any good now. I'm doing crappy in my classes because I hate them and I don't do any work for them.

White trash city, here I come...​

 

[JakeBequette]

So I had to train a new guy saturday night and sunday evening - it sucked.

Saturday night I didn't know him at all, so I kind of showed him around and showed him what to do, etc etc, and then I went to bed. Nothing else to say there...

When I saw him again sunday evening, he asked if anyone had ever said I had a snoring problem, and I said ya... He informed me that I was snoring quite loudly, moaning, mumbling, and that he had checked to see if I was still breathing during the night!

Also, his best friend died and his MOM called him AT WORK to tell him - CRAZY!!! He had a little breakdown and I was the main audience.. I didn't know what to do, it was weird.

Anyway, once all that was over it was fine ​

 

[JakeBequette]

So I went into work for a few hours to help set up the yardsale, it was fun. Mable (my supervisor), Dawn, Delores, and Rosa were there (coworkers) and Mable said that I could stay with Laura if I wanted more hours, and I rolled my eyes and said that I didn't want anything to do with her, and Delores started saying she didn't either, so did Rosa, then Mable admitted that she didn't like her either (YAY!) and Mable told us all to write down any instance where Laura smarts off or does something in the green book (staff log book) and to let her know, because she was keeping a record of all the instances where Laura did or said something negative. BITCH IS GOIN DOWN!!!



Oh, and I caught up on some gossip ​

 

[JakeBequette]

I just really like this song.​

​

Existentialism on Prom Night​

When the sun came up,
We were sleeping in,
Sunk inside our blankets,
Sprawled across the bed,
And we were dreaming,​

There are moments when,
When I know it and
The world revolves around us,
And we're keeping it,
Keep it all going,
This delicate balance,
Vulnerable all knowing,​

Sing like you think no one's listening,
You would kill for this,
Just a little bit,
Just a little bit,
You would, kill for this​

Sing like you think no one's listening,
You would kill for this,
Just a little bit,
Just a little bit,
You would, you would...​

Sing me something soft,
Sad and delicate,
Or loud and out of key,
Sing me anything,
we're glad for what we've got,
Done with what we've lost
Our whole lives laid out right in front of us,​

Sing like you think no one's listening,
You would kill for this,
Just a little bit,
Just a little bit,
You would,​

Sing like you think no one's listening,
You would kill for this,
Just a little bit,
Just a little bit,
You would, you would....​

Sing me something soft,
Sad and delicate,
Or loud and out of key,
Sing me anything.​

 

[JakeBequette]

Take this quiz and find out ​

 

[JakeBequette]

I worked from 3 pm Saturday to 8 am Sunday, a total of 18 hours.

"Wait! That's only 17! You lie!" ... No, add the hour for daylight savings time.

"But don't you get off at 7 am?" ... Yes, I should have, but NEW JAKE did not show up until 8 am!!! I had to stay the extra hour to do meds for him which pisses me off! He came strolling in at 8 am like it was nothing, and then a second later his whore of a girlfriend wattles her skanky ass in and is like "im here to do 8 am meds" and im like "i already did them" and shes like "Well i was told to do them" and im like "well when no one showed up on time i did" and she said "well im doing noon ones" and i said "good because im not" and left

"wow that sucks, is there anything else" ... Yes, yes there is. At 7:15 am (I should have been home asleep in my bed at this time) one of my guys had a seizure so I had to call everyone in the world to wake them up and let them know (how dumb is that?) and also fill out 3 pages of papers.

"Geeze, anything else?" .... I set my alarm for 5:30 am thinking that new jake (my relief) might forget about daylight savings time and come in an hour early by mistake.... how very wrong i was!


OOOO so pissed. I have to be BACK at work in 6 and a half hours. I slept about an hour and a half last night. ​

 

[JakeBequette]

1. You've been called an imbred. ​

2. You refer to anything north of Hillsboro as "The City" and have to
plan entire days around going there and shopping. ​

3. You've always wanted to go sit on the liar's bench, but you've never
been brave enough. ​

4. You know who Richard is, and you know the latest what the latest paint
job on his car looks like. ​

5. You have never gone to Citgo when John Whitley wasn't sitting in his
corner just waiting to have a conversation. ​

6. You've been on a road ride...or at least you know what one is. ​

7. You still go to the county fair to watch Rose Dobbs in the pig
scramble while eating your butterfly potatoes. ​

8. You are skilled at the art of butchering the annunciation of French
words that refer to particular locations and bodies of water. (i.e.
For-shawn-uh!) ​

9. You smirk when people discuss their school mascots. ​

10. You recognize that Football Homecoming Week means no real classes or work takes place...anywhere... ​

11. You laugh at people from Kingston and Caledonia the way North County and Farmington people laugh at you. ​

12. You know that the monkeys on Monkey Mountain are, in fact, fictitious. ​

13. You've ever said, "I need to go somewhere where I have cell service." ​

14. Whether you will admit it or not, you know the words to most Garth
Brooks songs. ​

15. When someone says, "Party at the Dikes," you know they are in no way referring to a party at a house inhabited by multiple lesbians. They are
actually referring to a big pile of gravel that people drive their trucks
up and down. ​

16. You are somehow related to someone with the one of the following last names: Politte, Pratt, Boyer, Portell, or Coleman. ​

17. You've worn camoflauge when it wasn't hunting season, and by choice. ​

18. (Ladies) The worker guys at Dos Primos have hit on you. ​

19. You have taken a vacation to the Super 8 Motel. ​

20. You laugh at the kids from St. Louis who paid hundreds of dollars to
go to YMCA Camp Lakewood. ​

 

[JakeBequette]

So like, the day is going fine til I goto Walmart. I go there to return a battery, and the bull dyke at the return counter (sorry if that term offends you, it accuratly describes her personallity and appearance) WOULD NOT let me have it. I stood there and argued with her for about 2 minutes before she finally told me I had to get it tested and it had to have bad results in order to be returned, so I went to automotive where some 3000 year old man tested it and said it was almost completely drained but could be recharged, and WOULD NOT call it "bad", so that sucked and was annoying because batteries are heavy.​

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Anyway, in Walmart there are like 50 couples shopping, no big deal, but 45/50 of them had a herd of kids with them! Not one or two, I'm talking six or seven! What the fuck? It's called BIRTH CONTROL people! So these herds of white trash are walking the WRONG WAY down the aisle! EVERYONE knows you drive on the right side of the road, and you walk on the right side of an aisle, sidewalk, hallway, ANYTHING! People are SO stupid! These herds of idiots walk with the mom pushing the cart through these narrow aisles with her kids all around her and the Dad in the back just watching, and I'm dodging little brats carry a car battery which I should have used to knock some sense into anyone who looked at me.​

On the way into Walmart there were people asking for donations outside like freaking homeless people. "Do you have any spare change? We're collecting donations for the Salvation Army. Can you spare a dollar or two?" Annoying, VERY annoying! They like BLOCK the doors like trolls or something demanding a fee to cross their bridge. Why couldn't they just ask me riddles or something? Anyway I didn't give them anything. I couldn't have even if I wanted to because I left my wallet in the car. ​

On the way OUT, they were singing Christmas Carols! Call me scrooge, but this just REALLY got to me! There's one way in and one way out of Walmart and they're blocking the exit catching people leaving, and OFCOURSE one of the herds of brats and their moron parents are there, mommmy handing out pennies for each white trash, Forrest Gump-like child to put in the bucket, and none of the kids had the sense to move and the parents don't have the courtesy to tell their bastards to get out of the way of the line of people being trapped inside the Walmart, so the Salvation Army bitches start expecting everyone else to donate and I SWEAR singing louder as if that's going to make people feel like giving it up. ​

God I hate people. ​

Oh! When I was at Walmart gas station I pulled into a place to get gas and some old man in a truck that was, and I'm being honest, twice as tall as he was starts waving me back with his arm, as if I'm supposed to pull out and let him have my gas pumping spot because he has a bigger vehicle, fuck that. I popped my gas thing and got out and started walking over to the pump to start pumping, and he pulls his truck up like he was going to roll over my car or something, I guess when he saw I wasn't going to move he decided to pull over. Good thing too because at that point I might have had to kick some old man ass.​

I went to the video rental place too, which as usual had NOTHING but stupid movies that only stupid people would enjoy, movies like "The Bench Warmers" and "Nacho Libre". So I ended up getting "Slither" which kind of looks like a horror/comedy, I should like it it might be kind of spoofy though but there's nothing wrong with that. ANYWAY! The woman at th desk asked me for the card number, and I told her the phone number, she asked for the name on the account, I told her, she told me I wasn't on the account and that I couldn't rent under his (my step dads) name anymore without him adding me. I asked why, she said their policy had changed. I was like "I've rented under his name several times in the past" and shes all "Well the policy has changed, are you sure he wants you to do it?" and I'm like "I've been doing it for atleast a year" and she's like "Ok, I'll let you do it this one time." I didn't say anything. I signed the paper, and as I was leaving she said "You're lucky I was here, other staff wouldn't let you break the rules like this" and I ignored her and walked out the door.​

She had her daughter in there with her, and the whole time I was there her daughter was trying to fuck with the computer and papers and shit like that. Oh, and the woman who let me rent my movie had a lazy eye and she couldn't figure out how to work the stapler, I think she might have had problems seeing it clearly but this is just speculation, I don't really know.​

That's all for now.​

 

[JakeBequette]

This song just about sums up how I feel about one or two people right now, if you're reading this you probably aren't one of them, and what sucks, is that the people who are, will never know.

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Hate (I really don't like you)


You were everything I wanted.
You were everything a girl could be.
Then you left me brokenhearted,
Now you don't mean a thing to me.
All I wanted was your
Love, love, love, love, love, love.

[Chorus:]
Hate is a strong word,
but i really, really, really don't like you.
Now that it's over
I don't even know what I liked about you.
Brought you around,
and you just brought me down.
Hate is a strong word,
but I really, really, really don't like you.

I really don't like you...

Thought that everything was perfect,
Isn't that how it's supposed to be?
Thought you thought that I was worth it,
Now I think a little differently.
All i wanted was your
Love, love, love, love, love, love.

[Chorus]

Now that it's over,
you can't hurt me.
Now that it's over,
you can't bring me down.

(Oh, oh...)

All i wanted was your
Love, love, love, love, love, love.

[Chorus]

I really don't like you... [3x]​

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That's really all I have to say right now, other than I bought Guitar Hero for Playstation 2 today and it is awesome ​

 

[JakeBequette]

I hurt my finger. Severly (Ok, not really but a little lol). I was asleep at work and woke up cold, so I was reaching for the extra blanket next to the fire place, and I accidently punched the brick fire place. Ouchies It started bleeding and I was like "ow ow ow" and ran it under cold water and FINALLY it stopped bleeding. I like took a small chunk of flesh out of my thumb. It is right where the nail and the flesh meet.

That is all.​

 

[JakeBequette]

So after months of wanting a Pebl it is finally coming. I ordered it Thursday evening and it was shipped today. The estimated arrival date is January 4th. I CANNOT wait for it.​

I wasn't sure if I really wanted it though. I had bascially begged my mom to get it for me for christmas but it didn't happen, so I bought it for myself.​

Yay! ​

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[JakeBequette]

For the last 3 days I've been taking 100% care of my grandpa. Did I ever say I would? No. Did anyone ever ask me if it would be "ok" for me to give everything up to take care of him? No.​

My mom and step dad don't want him to be in the nusing home, and for the last three days they've run off and did WHATEVER and left me here to cook three meals a day for him, do his laundry (which has usually been urinated on, three or four pairs of pants a day, plus usually bed sheets and blankets), wash his dishes, help him shave and listen to him complain about everything I do the entire time. I know he doesn't mean the rude things he says but that doesn't mean it won't piss me off.​

I'm just SOOOO annoyed at this whole situation. My mom and step dad went to St. Louis today after telling me I wouldn't have to take care of him all day, I was going to go put in a job application at this sex store today and do some other things in Farmington, but I couldn't, because at 830 am I got a call from my step dad saying I had to go make grandpa breakfast because they weren't at home anymore. GOD it really pisses me off. They called around 2 to make sure I was checking on him and being their slave, and mom promised they would be back to do dinner and to make his bed and give him his evening medicines, so around 5 pm (a few minutes ago) she called me and said "Oh, we're still in St. Louis so you'll have to do all that. We'll be home in 3 or 4 hours."​

It really makes me mad that I've wasted another day of my life just sitting here taking care of other people. That's literally what my job is, taking care of people who can't take care of themselves, and now I'm doing it when I'm "off" too? Hell no, I'm not going to keep doing this.​

My grandpa can't cook for himself, clean for himself, do his own laundry, he can't get his medicines ready, he doesn't answer the phone and most of the time he's confused (he has dementia), he needs to be in a nursing home and tonite I'm telling mom that he HAS to go back. Next week my step dad goes back to work full time, mom works 4 12 hour shifts a week, and I am NOT going to do this every day of the week and then MY job (which is the same exact thing) on the weekends too.​

I know I sound like a spoiled little brat, but you don't understand unless you've done this. I did it with my grandma while she was alive, only she wasn't this bad. I can't do it with grandpa, not anymore, not again. He needs constant supervision and we (my mom step dad and myself) cannot provide that. The rest of the family refuses to help out. We live next door so it might as well be us who are there 24/7 doing EVERYTHING for him, right? And then his other kids come around wanting loans and shit, or come around when he's in the hospital because they're SO concerned. Well if you were concerned about him you would be there ALL the time NOT just when I've taken him to the ER because he's had another mini-stroke. GOD I'm so angry.​

 

[JakeBequette]

So like, it's been over a month since I last wrote a blog.

Since the last one, I've gone to full time at my job, I've gone from working near 40 hours a week to now working 40 hours a week with benefits and vacation/sick time! Yay! I work from 3-11 pm starting March 1, five days a week, though those days are still not determined. I feel as though there's going to be a battle between management and the full time staff, we think it's bull that we should have to work weekends when that's the reason part time staff is hired (weekends and call ins). I'm anxious to see how that goes.

My grandpa is now in the nursing home. I hope he stays in there. I know that sounds terrible, but you don't know the condition he's in. He can't take care of himself and he often doesn't know people and I don't think he knows where he is or when it is sometimes. He needs to be someplace where he can have constant care, and it's not at home by himself.

Um... I had a run in with a bitch at the post office today. I think most people who work in a post office are bitches.

This lady acted like it was insanity that I didn't know all the different ways to ship and I think it bothered her that I asked. I had her weigh a package I needed to mail, and she said it would cost about $3 to ship it. I asked her how many stamps that was, and she said 10. I left then, and went out to my car to apply the stamps.

I only have Comic Heroes stamps. You know, rubber man, wonder woman, the green lantern, batman, superman, aquaman. So I'm sitting in my car applying stamps, and I soon realized that 10 stamps covers the front of an orange envelope pretty fast. Anyway, I got them all on there and I started thinking that some might fall off, because they were like ALL over on the edges and stuff, so I went ahead and put two more on (bell pepper and corn - I have crops of the midwest also). Once I got them all on (12 total) I seriously considered taking it inside and asking her it that was enough stamps, but I figured that was too smart assy and I shouldn't do it (I don't want her to get all disgruntled and shoot me ).

So I stuffed it into the tiny little mail hole, it barely even fit in.

Oh! Something else today, my step brother had my guitar hero game out playing it. I saw that, and was like "HELLLLLL NO" and took it away from him and his girlfriend.

Normally I'm not an ass hole (ha), but I've had to buy the game twice already because he broke it, he does NOT have guitar hero priveleges anymore. I recruited the help of my younger brothers girlfriend to get it from him. I went in and said "David, I want my game back so it doesn't get broken again." He turned it off and handed the game to me. My little brothers girlfriend then went into the living room and was like "we want the guitar and the play station, too."

Good girl.

After that I played guitar hero with her for a while, I STILL cannot beat the two hardest songs on there. It taunts me. So close but not close enough. Bah!

So that's all.

Same boring stuff.​