Just a warning: I'm pissed and this blog is going to be full of typos, run ons, fragments, etc. etc. I don't expect anybody to read it at all, I just need to get this out.  I feel as if my veins are going to pop.

A few days ago, I got engaged to my boyfriend.  It wasn't a big deal.  He didn't propose, we came to a mutual decision that this is what we wanted, and went ring shopping the next day.  I'm ecstatic, naturally.  But its really not a huge deal.  We're not even setting a date yet.  We're thinking about two to three years...sometime after (or close to) his college graduation.  Everyone is VERY VERY excited...way more excited than I thought people would be.  I had no idea it was going to be such a big hooplah.  My mother is so happy she can't stand herself and my best friend is already planning my bachelorette party, lol...which I don't want but that's another story.
Anyway, my boyfriend (fiance's....lol, can't get used to saying that...its going to be a gradual process, lol.) mother and I got into a fight when he moved in with me.  She said its sinful to live with somebody before you're married.  I haven't seen this bitch go to church in all three years that I've dated her son.  I've never seen anything religious in their house, never seen her pray, and maybe heard her reference God once other than saying "God damnit."  They're conservatives and "gosh darn proud of it."  Not that there's anything wrong with being a conservative but they're obnoxious and give other Republicans a bad name.  For about seven months last year, I sat upstairs in the room I paid $100 a month for listening to them yell about the niggers and the fags and how they were ruining America or how they were disgusting.  I hate these people.  Anyway, I never confronted them until we moved Jon in with me.  These were the people that called me a squatter (while I was paying rent and bought my own food and never came downstairs while living in their house).  And when I moved their son in with me (Jon is NOT paying any rent of any kind, for the record.) she flipped out on him and cut him off (no more college, no car, no insurance...nothing).  I got on the phone to try to talk some sense into her and she flipped out on me like crazy, so in true white trash fashion, I retaliated.  At the end of the conversation, I told her that the reason she has two crazy daughter in laws (his brother was previously married to a woman he had a child with) wasn't us, its her because she's fucking nuts.  Apparently, it struck a sore spot and she cried about it....GOOD.  Anyway, after that, never talked to her again and I was banned from their house until I apologize...when Hell freezes over, bitch.  You'll die and rot in your grave without ever hearing even a syllable of that coming out of my mouth.
So now the previously mentioned brother of Jon's is in a relationship with some bitch who has like three kids already, and he already has the one that they've fought back and forth for custody of.  I have no idea how long they've been together, but not very long.  They didn't come out as dating until like over the winter, so I have no idea how long they were together before.  Now, they're PREGNANT.  THAT WILL BE FIVE FUCKING KIDS BETWEEN THE TWO OF THEM.  AND THEY'RE BUYING A HOUSE TOGETHER.  AND HIS PARENTS ARE FUCKING HAPPY ABOUT IT!  They just go on and on about how they can't wait to see their grandchild and how happy they are about them buying a bigger house to house all their little demons (seriously, her kids are bad, lol).  So, my boyfriend can't live with me but their other son (who is only a few years older) can knock another bitch up AND buy a house with her AND her three other kids?  It makes no fucking sense to me.  And its bullshit.
So, we knew it was only a matter of time before his family found out.  The first to confront him was his Aunt T-, whom I just love but haven't talked to since the blowout with his mom.  I love Aunt T.  She's such a wonderful person and she always said she loved me too.  Well, this morning she confronted Jon and said she has a bad feeling about the marriage and thinks I'm immature.  She then said that he shouldn't marry someone who doesn't get along with his mom.  Sooooo, because I don't like his Mom he's supposed to just dump me?  Makes perfect sense.  To be honest, I'm really hurt.  I though Aunt T really liked me...  I may act immature sometimes (not that she's seen) but honestly?!  I'm extremely ambitious.  When I wanted a car, I found a way to get it.  I worked a horrible job when I first bought my '06 Ion, and have steadily and steadily got better paying jobs.  W/in four months of working at Subway, I went from minimum wage to $8.50 an hour and I'm planning to double pay car payments over the winter so I will have some breathing room to go to massage school in Spring.  I have several charge accounts, one of which is totally paid off and the other two which are almost paid off.  I did this to build credit.  I'm ready to move out on my own, I'm just waiting on Jon to grow too and want it as much as I do.  I may be a little silly or rash sometimes, but I work my ass off like an adult.  So fuck you.  I go into work for people probably one out of every two of my days off...sometimes both.  I've work double shifts AND closed the store.  I'm as mature as I want to be.  Life is too short to be totally mature. 
GOD I'M SO FUCKING PISSED.  Why are we getting the shaft?  I was always so nice to his family.  I wanted the in law experience.  Going to family dinners and being introduced as his fiance or wife.  Sitting together at Christmas time.  Having them at our wedding.  Jon is just like "Fuck them.  When it comes time for us to get married and to have kids, they just won't have anything to do with it."  I'm just sad that I don't get the whole experience...

Maybe I'm just another ignorant, undereducated American youth, but I don't understand how these two questions are related.
As for gay marriage, the way I see it...if you don't like it, don't get one.  Otherwise, keep your religion/morals out of my relationships.
And I see absolutely no problem whatsoever with building a mosque at ground zero.   It was extremists that killed in the name of their God, but not all who serve that God are extremists.
   

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So, its kind of a long story, but thanks to one girl who our boss refuses to give any days off to (even for a hearing specialist appointment) and another fucking girl who just decided to stop coming all together, I go from working 20-28 hours a week to working 40+ hours this week.  I worked Sunday, and from Monday to Thursday I work 1-9.  Then Friday I work 5 to close.  It's my first time closing by myself.  We generally leave around 10:30 - 11ish on a good night.  Fridays are busy and this is my first time.  (My boss told me she'd help me since nobody trained me right.)  Then Saturday is my first day off since last Thursday. Not un-doable, but worse than I'm used to.
I just had to get that off of my chest.
The only thing I'm worried about is that I'm an old woman and I have bad back problems.  So generally after standing for 5+ hours my sciatic nerve starts to act up in a bad way.  Like, I'll literally be walking and it pinches and my leg just goes limp and I have to grab onto something, lol.  I'm such a loser.  I'll be 19 in August and I have sciatic nerve problems...ugh.  I don't know if it's my weight or what that causes it to pinch so badly.  It started after I had a tumor removed from my lower back that was wrapped around my spine and some muscles.  It's always on that one side. 
I didn't expect anybody to read this, I just felt like talking to myself.  So much for being an interesting Xangan.  Lol.

Also, I feel the need to add that now, everytime I get a text message, Morgan Freeman's voice comes out of my phone's speakers and says, "Like a Twinkie...like a Twinkie."  :D