It is all Layla Lavae's Fault

Hello imaginary people who are reading this. I have been inspired! My friend has started a blog, and she is actually really good at it. (Check hers out at http://laylalavae.blogspot.com) I thought I would give it a second try. A couple of years ago when I actually started this account with a different blog, I didn't think I was very good at writing. But when I came back and read my posts, I thought I did pretty well for a beginner. So, I have started my second blog and named it after what my friend calls me in her blog: Antoinette.

So let us catch up with my mini bio as my first post. My name is not really Antoinette, but I shall not reveal my real name. I am 22 years old and I am from Indiana. However, I was lured to Alabama by my fiance almost 4 years ago and I am still upset that I have to admit that I live here. Let me say this for Alabama: there are very smart people in Alabama, but they are grossly outnumbered by idiots; which is probably why Alabama has the reputation it does. I also haven't noticed much "southern hospitality." All I get are cold stares and rude remarks. That said, I have met some good people here; Layla is one, though she may be upset that I revealed that she lives here too.

I am a student at a university you've probably never heard of and I am in my fourth year as a Criminal Justice Major/ Business Administration Minor. I HATE college. In fact, this college has done nothing but lose my paperwork since I started attending, and I have to act like an ass to get them to do anything. Also, for any paperwork that you turn in there is a 30 day processing time. So, if they happen to lose the second page to your tax return 4 years in a row you have to wait for 30 days to find out. Also, by that time, the tuition is due and you don't have any financial aid to pay for it. Personally, I just don't pay them until they give me my money, but they always get me with the books.

I am engaged, as I have said, to a wonderful man whom I must love dearly or I would not be in Alabama. He really is a keeper because he encourages me to do what will make me happy no matter how often that changes. Then there is the fact that I remember every detail about what he does wrong and I will fling it back into his face when we argue. I have a talent for making people angry.

Most of my jobs have been in customer service, which has made me slightly bitter. I get very angry when people do stupid things. My fiance says that I expect too much out of people and to treat them like they do not know anything. There's one problem with that for me: I absolutely despise when people talk to me like I don't know anything so I can't bring myself to do it to other people. But, I learned how to clench my jaw and also make it look like I am still smiling. I still haven't lowered my expectations.