Order of Issues for Consideration:
(1) A drug dealer I met on the street drove in my car speeding did not get pulled over by police, and took me to a club, and drained my ATM, I flashed a photo of my then boyfriend in the club, as this was a long interaction, I had to take adderrall and an M pill to stay awake, as he was hyper and very talkative pouring out his life to me.
(2) I did not get fired from my job 2015, I left because I disclosed to my then Boss that someone hooked up with me after a Clippers party, after I was crying to him, took me back in for another drink, after asking for a ride home, after having had drinks at the party I was hosting and cleaning up after, last there, the parking permit was to park on the street not in the parking lot, on a specific block from which a house was rented. Afterward he put us on another job together, I cleaned the whole house alone, and completed all tasks except for the laundry in the dryer I left, needed to go back and pick up, was screamed at after being partnered with someone I hooked up with, who checked the house after being cleaned at night, after I had already left, and in a group text message complained, and then my Boss proceeded to give me a difficult time, as to why the task was not completed, I had in addition, called the police to disclose that I hooked up with someone at work. -I still talk to my Boss’s Ex-Girlfriend, who offered me a job recently, said that she needed me, and asked if I would be available upon her return from a trip. I had positive interactions with everyone at work, and no difficulties socializing or responding to their questions, concerns, or needs. The first hostess the intern we hired and interviewed.
(3) I did not invite a friend to my 21st birthday, and one did not attend the after dinner party, called in my her then boyfriend now husband to spend time with her, the friend who I did not invite to my birthday party, was a soccer friend in high school, who recommended tumblr to me, to blog. -I was never a drinker, waited until 21 to drink, and had tried cocaine spring 2006 via a friend who messaged me on Facebook to hang out, who I knew from elementary school. Together we put together a group of girls, based upon friends in common, my neighbors, who were already friends with a few of the girls. I did not go out in college, because I was not 21, and only able to get into the bars with a friend who worked in town, we later all went to the bars together after turning 21. Voices did not start until after moving to 13th Street, from my Pennsylvania Ave apartment, a bigger apartment, I thought nicer, but with no parking spot, a spot created by a storage facility, my car barely fit, parked mostly on the street and collected many parking tickets. Voices were a result of doing cocaine, and hearing people talking $hit, which then transpired to hearing voices of people talking $hit about me. I would do cocaine alone, following a breakup, and after beginning a new relationship, experienced a lot of paranoia, had decided to date a friend who was fond of me, who we had mutual friends in common with, who met my family and had taken me to a Notredame USC football game.