I Love Animals More Than Humans

August 20

Animals

If you don't have any sort of love for animals, what kind of person are you?!

I'm writing this because on the way home from work, not even ten minutes ago, I saw a baby kitten on the side of the road.

Still alive.

Now, if you're like me and you like animals more than humans, then you'll understand.

I actually started crying because of this.

Let me write out the scenario of what happened:

I was casually listening to Beyonce, driving down the four-lane when I suddenly saw something white on the side of the road. I glance over, seeing it was just a small kitten, maybe the size of my hand. I could feel my heart break at the sight. There was no mommy cat around seeing as the kitten was just watching the cars go by. I should have stopped right then and there, but no. I just kept driving. I suddenly come to a turn off, so I turned and went back around to see if I could find the kitten again.

It was gone.

I was - and still am - so upset. I wanted to find it and save the little thing.

It was like someone just cruelly left it there by itself all because they didn't want it.

If you're one of those people, you're pathetic. Shame on you.

I texted my mom and best friend, telling them what happened and how upset I am over it, but, of course, no reply of either.

The main reason I'm so torn up about this is the fact that someone may run over it. I don't  want that kitten to die.

If I could, I would go right back up to that same road and look for it again, but I'm also scared that if I do, I'll see it dead. Then, I would be even more upset.

The whole point of this is, I love animals.

Period.

Dogs, cats - you name it, I probably love it.

Unless it's like a snake or some other kind of demon spawn like that, I don't.

Relationships

August 18

Relationships

If you're single like me, this post goes out to you.

Being single is great, but at the same time it sucks.

When you look around, you see all these relationships - making you want one.

Then, you see singles ----- wait. Am I the only one not seeing singles out and about all happy-go-lucky? I mean, I can't be, can I?

Not all singles are happy like people say; I'm not. It's not like I need to be in a relationship, but I'd love to be in a cute, happy relationship with someone I really like. Problem is...

I live in a small town full of rednecks and druggies.

Not a great selection to choose from.

The guys I have dated/talked to aren't the best either; they either lied, used me, texted me too much, or was too different than me for my liking.

You might be questioning the third one I listed, but again, you may not be. I'm going to clarify anyways:

Say you're just laying in your room on a lovely Saturday morning, not wanting to get out of the bed to start the day. You're just scrolling on Facebook or Twitter when you get a good morning text. Okay, nothing too extreme. You reply then go back to whatever social media you're on. Not even a minute later, you get another text. Right in the middle of a random video you were quite enjoying. You reply, no big deal. You're back on your video, only to get yet another text. Now it's getting a bit ridiculous. You decide to just finish the video before reply. The video ends, you find yet another video to watch. You suddenly get another text. You reply to it quickly, pushing aside the annoyed feelings. 

1 minute later; ANOTHER text.

All in the span of 10 minutes.

You can see where I'm coming from now, hopefully.

Then, there's those guys who talk to you for a whole day, being sweet and kind, the next day.. nothing.

Thanks for getting my hopes up...jackass. Shout out to you.

Then... there's those guys who are either too old, live in a different country, or famous..

But hey, a girl can dream, right?

Work is Slowly Killing Me

August 17

Working sucks.

Let's all admit it. Working sucks.

Unless you're either famous or a YouTuber, you don't enjoy your job.

I know I don't. Working at a small clothing store for almost four months now is slowly driving me insane.

If you live in the south of America, you might have heard of a store called Belk. It's nothing extravagant, just overpriced clothes that aren't even that cute. It's ridiculous.

I work on something called the ROCC team, where we receive the merchandise on a truck, open all the boxes, remove the plastic, sensor the correct items, then put them out on the floor.

How exciting.

It's good pay, though. 8 bucks an hour with me working over 20 hours a week, oh yeah!

The only bad part is having to get up every single weekday morning at 6 and be there by 7. 7. Not to mention I live about fifteen minutes away from the mall Belk is located in.

I don't know about you, but I think that's a little too early. I've just graduated, I wish to stay in bed in the mornings. Not get my lazy butt up and go straight to work.

What makes me hate work even more is one of the managers there. I could say so many mean things about her, but I'll just leave it at: She's a bitch.

Excuse my language.

People like her are the reasons I don't want to work.

If it wasn't for my car insurance, my phone bill, and just the mere fact I love spending money.. I would so quit.

Thanks adulthood.

My dad told me the other day I could quit...if I dropped my insurance and phone bill..

I decided to keep working.

Ever since I started working there, I have gotten use to not staying home and having to do something at all times. Don't get me wrong, once I get home I relax and eat my lunch, but then I feel like I have to be doing something.

So, being the lazy person I originally am, it's quite conflicting.

I want to lay around and just watch random YouTube videos all while wanting to get up and do something.

Shout out to you, four hour shifts.

Besides the annoying people - person - I work with, the ungodly hours of the morning, and the drive up to the mall...

I enjoy making money.

Welcome

August 16

Hello to you!

I've decided to start a blog.

Why?

For many reasons, really. For one, I have no life whatsoever so why not?

You know when you put a soda in the freezer and it soon explodes from pressure if you leave it in too long? That's how my thoughts are. I have so much stuff I need to say, but don't have the confidence to share with my family or my best friend.

So I thought, "Why not to complete strangers?" (if anyone is reading!)

Maybe it's because I have no idea who you are and you have no idea who I am. That just makes me writing out whatever is on my mind a little better than having to say it in front of the people I love, honestly.

The idea of starting a blog has been floating around in my head for quite a while, so here I am, introducing myself as Teebell -- the name coming from my first name mixed with Tinkerbell, just because I absolutely adore her -- and welcoming you to my random blog that I got inspiration to do from Zoella on YouTube.

I hope this blog can say things others can't aloud -- just like me.