it's *JUST* stacy! who gives a damn about her anyway!

douglas came over last night and he brought some girl he called his "homegirl" over with him. he told me her name was stacy.. which i kinda have doubts about because no one ever tells me their real fuckin name around here. he said she had schizoprenia.. and i'm not doubting it- she mumbled shit that didn't even make sense non-stop and then she asked me for a piece of paper because she was gonna draw me something (i forget what right now.. OH YEAH! SHE CLAIMED SHE COULD MAKE A CHECK- like one worth money appear) , so i got her my notebook off my computer desk and gave her a piece of paper. she wrote some words on it that didn't even make sense put in the order they were put in, douglas said she was giving him a headache trying to understand her- so i didn't even try because i didn't wanna get a headache (there actually was a moment where i was gonna try to understand what she was saying, then douglas said he had a headache trying to understand what she was saying- so i dropped that intention mostly for my own good, because i didn't really feel like getting a headache). then she started raising her voice about something and said, "FUCK IT. I'M OUTTA HERE." then i just shrugged my shoulders and said, "okay." then douglas said to her, "I TRIED TO BE NICE TO YOU. I BOUGHT YOU THAT FOOD AND POP. I'M SURE STACY WOULD'VE LET YOU SLEEP ON THE FLOOR WITH A BLANKET AND PILLOW BUT YOU'RE SITTING THERE KICKING OVER THE DRINKS ON THE FLOOR." because she had accidentally walked and kicked over the bottle of booze douglas set on the floor. so he was irritated with her for that and he wiped it up but i can still smell it when i'm sitting at my computer right now. then she stumbled outta my apartment and i said to douglas, "you gotta make sure she's okay.." then he walked outta my apartment and said something to her, i'm not really sure what went on but he came back after like 5 minutes if that and i said, "is she gonna be ok?" then he said, "yeah.. she'll be alright.. i pointed her to the bus stop.." so the cops more than likely picked her up for being crazy.. hopefully she's safe.
i had my ics worker find the company that said i was safe to drive last time i took driving lessons since my trustee gave me the same terms my last trustee gave me and he never ended up buying a vehicle (WITH MY OWN MONEY) for me after i went through driving lessons and the guy told me i was safe to drive. then he goes and denies it, in hopes that i'll fail it the second time i take the lessons and i just have to be inconvenienced with proving my ability once AGAIN because- HEY! WHO THE FUCK CARES IF STACY WANTS TO GET ON WITH HER LIFE LIKE A NORMAL PERSON.. SHE'S DISABLED! SHE CAN'T POSSIBLY HAVE BETTER THINGS TO DO BESIDES PROVE HERSELF OVER AND FUCKING OVER! if i actually had people that gave a fuck about me- I WOULDN'T HAVE TO GO THROUGH ALL THIS SHIT IN ORDER TO BE A SUCCESSFUL PERSON! this is just confirmation that no one would care if i died. of course they'd pretend to get attention and sympathy but they don't give a fuck.. RIGHT MOM? JUST SO YOU'D APPEAR YOU ACTUALLY CARED! and "caring" DOES NOT equal forcing me to go back in my progress and ability just to give some pathetic excuse of an OVERRATED rehabilitation "facility" business AGAIN SINCE I HAVE ATTENDED THAT WASTE OF TIME FOR AT LEAST 4 OR 5 FUCKING YEARS. OF COURSE THE DICKS WILL LIE AND DENY IT JUST TO GET A CLIENT SINCE NO ONE IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WASTES THEIR TIME ON THAT BULLSHIT ANYMORE.