Because Oklahoma sucks.
We've been in Oklahoma for almost a year. Going on the 10th month. eep.
In 3 weeks (3 weeks and 3 days, actually) we are moving. And Im not too entirely sure where to.
This past year has been a giant blender of depression, frustration, helplessness and uncertainty.
-we- got ourselves into this mess, if anything, I know I did. But it's so hard to find a way out..
Our situation was/is this: I boobooed. I quit my job, leaving us homeless and jobless.
His parents took us in, and that's where we've been ever since. Trying to work towards a secure job
(ZOMG I ACTUALLY WORKED AT SHITMCDONALDSEWW...for 2 hours), and eventually find somewhere else
to move. Originally we wanted to just save up a couple thousand and move to a more friendly and exciting state.
Oklahoma is a stale cracker. Seriously. Nothing here. And they don't want you here either.
Then we decided that we might want to stay here, get some security, save up some more and then move on.
Didn't work. Once we both found a well paying, -good- job at the Claremore Nursing Home, we started looking.
For 4 fucking weeks we looked, and looked, and prayed for an apartment/house/room/etc.
Nothing.
Oh, sure there are places for rent, maybe 5. Most apartment complexes are full here, or the vacant rooms have a growing list of applicants that beat us to it. Or they don't like the looks of us. Or we smell. Something...
Maybe they know we aren't true home grown Sooners.. (I think that's what they call the natives.)
I got to talk to my brother the night before last and let him know what was going on in our life.
I tell you what, I've said "I just don't know what to do.." soo many times in the past 11 months.
And I wish I did. I mean, we moved somewhere safe, got jobs, but fuck if we can't finish the deal.
So anywho..my brother -said- he is going to ship us to Washington. He wants to purchase a house in the near future in the state and we have expressed interest in living in the state of Washington.
Plus he has more money than we do, and apparently wants to help.
I'm trying very hard not to get excited, or get my hopes up.
When we were waiting for our last hope-apartment, finding out that it was unattainable by us...it was too much of a blow. Leaving us depressed and sick to our stomachs.
You may laugh, but you don't realize how desperate we are right now.
We've even talked about hopping on our bikes and just going..
But that's the last resort. If my brother doesn't pull through, Michael is sending me off to Indiana on the bus and (he said) he's walking to Indiana...from Oklahoma...hmm..no!
This will give me time to try and get a job, apartment, etc.
I am soo not happy with that idea.
Hmm.
I just want something stable. Something normal, if you will. So we can savor our smiles together. Instead of losing them an instant later. I want a place to make beautiful and call home. And no matter what, we will get it.
No matter how many times we have to reach.
Proof that Oklahoma is the shit. And not the good kind of shit, but the shit with corn and chunks of burritos.
From The Lamest States;
#4: Oklahoma.
I bet you thought since I mentioned this in the introduction, it was going to be number 1. Well, as I mentioned I have never been there, so I cannot accurately judge its status as lame. However, I can find no reason to go there, and that is lame in and of itself. Oklahoma is famous for the “Dustbowl” and the “Trail of Tears”. I would cry to if I was made to march for months, only to be stuck in Oklahoma."
And look! There's even a t-shirt from strihs.com saying so!

Now photo yumminess for happy times!

Ah yeah, if it's possible to play too much wow..I've done it. We've done it.
My Troll Mage, Talah, has hit 63. After a week gaining 5 levels in the Outlands, I dropped her and took up a little Undead Priest and am busying myself with her.<3
We've been in Oklahoma for almost a year. Going on the 10th month. eep.
In 3 weeks (3 weeks and 3 days, actually) we are moving. And Im not too entirely sure where to.
This past year has been a giant blender of depression, frustration, helplessness and uncertainty.
-we- got ourselves into this mess, if anything, I know I did. But it's so hard to find a way out..
Our situation was/is this: I boobooed. I quit my job, leaving us homeless and jobless.
His parents took us in, and that's where we've been ever since. Trying to work towards a secure job
(ZOMG I ACTUALLY WORKED AT SHITMCDONALDSEWW...for 2 hours), and eventually find somewhere else
to move. Originally we wanted to just save up a couple thousand and move to a more friendly and exciting state.
Oklahoma is a stale cracker. Seriously. Nothing here. And they don't want you here either.
Then we decided that we might want to stay here, get some security, save up some more and then move on.
Didn't work. Once we both found a well paying, -good- job at the Claremore Nursing Home, we started looking.
For 4 fucking weeks we looked, and looked, and prayed for an apartment/house/room/etc.
Nothing.
Oh, sure there are places for rent, maybe 5. Most apartment complexes are full here, or the vacant rooms have a growing list of applicants that beat us to it. Or they don't like the looks of us. Or we smell. Something...
Maybe they know we aren't true home grown Sooners.. (I think that's what they call the natives.)
I got to talk to my brother the night before last and let him know what was going on in our life.
I tell you what, I've said "I just don't know what to do.." soo many times in the past 11 months.
And I wish I did. I mean, we moved somewhere safe, got jobs, but fuck if we can't finish the deal.
So anywho..my brother -said- he is going to ship us to Washington. He wants to purchase a house in the near future in the state and we have expressed interest in living in the state of Washington.
Plus he has more money than we do, and apparently wants to help.
I'm trying very hard not to get excited, or get my hopes up.
When we were waiting for our last hope-apartment, finding out that it was unattainable by us...it was too much of a blow. Leaving us depressed and sick to our stomachs.
You may laugh, but you don't realize how desperate we are right now.
We've even talked about hopping on our bikes and just going..
But that's the last resort. If my brother doesn't pull through, Michael is sending me off to Indiana on the bus and (he said) he's walking to Indiana...from Oklahoma...hmm..no!
This will give me time to try and get a job, apartment, etc.
I am soo not happy with that idea.
Hmm.
I just want something stable. Something normal, if you will. So we can savor our smiles together. Instead of losing them an instant later. I want a place to make beautiful and call home. And no matter what, we will get it.
No matter how many times we have to reach.
Proof that Oklahoma is the shit. And not the good kind of shit, but the shit with corn and chunks of burritos.
From The Lamest States;
#4: Oklahoma.
I bet you thought since I mentioned this in the introduction, it was going to be number 1. Well, as I mentioned I have never been there, so I cannot accurately judge its status as lame. However, I can find no reason to go there, and that is lame in and of itself. Oklahoma is famous for the “Dustbowl” and the “Trail of Tears”. I would cry to if I was made to march for months, only to be stuck in Oklahoma."
And look! There's even a t-shirt from strihs.com saying so!

Now photo yumminess for happy times!

Ah yeah, if it's possible to play too much wow..I've done it. We've done it.
My Troll Mage, Talah, has hit 63. After a week gaining 5 levels in the Outlands, I dropped her and took up a little Undead Priest and am busying myself with her.<3
Current Mood: hopeful
Current Music: Belle & Sebastian; Dirty dream #2
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