IDIOT

this evening while i was walking up and down the hallway on my floor of the apartment for the evening (like i do every evening), i seen jesse, kelly, and kelly's PCA knock on some apartment door. some lady who just moved into the apartment opened the door. they were speaking to her and i heard her ask them if they were born with their injuries or if it happened to them in an accident because her's did. jesse said that he had spina bifida and then kelly said that she was on a motorcycle with her boyfriend and they got in an accident. then the lady asked her if she was intoxicated while she was on the motorcycle in the accident and kelly said, "um, yes." and then the lady said, "YEAH. SO WAS I, I THINK THAT'S WHY I'M STILL ALIVE." (the lady had been talking about how she drank and drove a few minutes before she asked kelly this question too). i had overheard her admitting that she drank and drove and when she admitted that, i had been pissed off because it seemed like she said it like it was nothing to her. so i was bitching to myself when she said that she thought that was why she was still alive and not hurt as bad as she could've been. fuckin bullshit. i'm pretty sure that zach had been drinking and he died in the backseat of the car that i was in, so i was bitching about how it wasn't true that alcohol saves lives all the fuckin time. dumb cunt. i'm pretty sure that i WAS NOT drinking and i still got fucked over from my accident, got me a damn brain injury along with landed my ass in a wheelchair. i said that she lost all respect from me and i WOULD NOT respect her the rest of the time that i'm living in this apartment. kathy is slowly working on the section 8 papers for a new york apartment.. until then, i'm gonna have to put up with her and everyone else from this apartment's shit, i think.