A thief in my house...

   I'm going to try to be as honest as I can in this post without giving myself away. I'm about to let you take a deeper look into my home life. This post is the reason I started this blog...so I could speak freely about those "closest" to me. By closest I don't mean people I love and care about. I'm talking about the people my family lets into our house, the people who could give two shits about respecting anyone or anything. These are the people responsible for making everyone uncomfortable 

   In late June or early July (of this year) my grandmother was on the phone a lot. She'd be yelling and crying. After about the hundredth phone call I decided to ask what was going on. She told me we'd be taking in a cousin's girlfriend and 3 kids who successfully came from Honduras. Already at this point I'm like I'm not sharing my room, I REFUSE. She told me we'd figure out the room thing which we did. So a few days go by and I get home from work and I see these cute but insanely dirty, smelly kids. I feel so bad for them and their mom. So I give the mom a lot of my own clothes, buy her clothes, and stuff for the kids. After that I just let them get settled about a week or two into them being there the mother started cleaning my room. I told her she did have to but she did anyway. She told me it was to say thanks. She cleaned my room every other day. for a while I didn't really notice anything different or missing from my room. So I just let her.

    After a while I did start noticing stuff going missing. She'd have them and I realized she wasn't cleaning my room to say thank you. She was scoping out my room to see what small things she could take. I'll say it took about a month and a half to see what all had went missing. In that month's time I came to trust her, lend her money, and consider her a friend. We did everything together. 

   I decided that I'd let it go. As long as I got the money I lent her back we'd be fine (still waiting on that jsyk). She's done some more sneaky shit to other people in my family but that's not my business to blog about. 

   At this point I don't trust her. I don't think I'll ever be able to. She still lives in my house for free. She still owes me and my family over $200. She isn't a good person and I can't wait until everyone realizes how she really is. Karma is a real thing and eventually she'll get her's. 

Until next time,

Jayne Doe

Back for Thanksgiving!

   So due to some computer issues and lifestyle changes I have neglected this blog. My computer is up and running, I think I learned how to manage my new schedule so A Girl Undercover will be active. 
   Just as an update I got a new job and I finish my classes the first week of December and hopefully I'll be a college student by January. There will be more to come on on the Thanksgiving day.
   The future of this blog will be run on a schedule. Not a strict one. I plan on blogging once a week day so M-F and every other weekend a surprise post will be up. The surprise posts will have no real structure. They're just going to be around for a little bit of fun since I intend for this blog to be more serious. So that's all for this post.

Come back Thanksgiving

Jayne Doe

A haiku for you.

I wrote this because I am bored and have nothing else to do but die. I hope you find my death (not literal death though) amusing. 

I call this 

Crampy, Bitchy, and Annoyed

I am sitting on the couch.

I have cramps from hell. No joke.

This hot pad is shit.

                     Thank you for your time,

                           Jayne Doe

Story Time

   Getting stopped is scary. Since I am undercover this will be up later than it actually happened...but I wasn't driving. I was with a friend who was driving. 

   Unfortunately it was raining and my friend is practically blind...throw in the fact it was midnight and you've got a recipe for disaster. We had just dropped someone off to work (in my mom's car) and were literally 5 minutes from my house.  Then we came down a main road and since my friend couldn't see he was far off in the wrong lane. He passed a police officer and as soon as it happened he said "I'm going to get stopped" right as he said that the lights flashed. 

   We pulled over and got asked for license and registration...obviously. My friend got his license. Then reached in the glove compartment for the registration. Its not there. We continue to look for what seems like an hour (it probably wasn't but we looked for a while.) We're damn near shitting our pants because we cannot find this paper. Both of our phones were off so we can't call my mom and ask where it is. So at this point I'm worried about my friend being taken in to the station, my mom's car being impounded ('cause guess who can't drive...me!), and how crazy I must look since I went out in pajamas. We kept looking in a panic and never found it.

   Just as we had given up the police officer comes up and says "Young man I'm going to cut you a break" I'm thinking "there is a god who is watching my ass". My friend does get a ticket for improper  passing, the cop gets in his car and leaves. My friend and I sit there for a few minutes in relief and I hug him because that could have ended badly. He sticks the key back in the ignition and we stuck to the back roads for the rest of that 5 minute ride.

   I felt it was important to post this because of the recent police "scandals" for lack of a better word. I was terrified be cause I know my friend has a bit of a temper...he could have said something in the wrong tone and that officer could have been one of those bad guys. I must add that we are both at least half black and even though that shouldn't matter recent events show us it still kind of does. So I guess the morals of the story are....never drive without registration, be extra careful in the rain, don't leave the house in pajamas, there are a few good cops out there and, its not always a black vs. white thing.

                                                                                Until next time,

                                                                                    Jayne Doe

Late Night Thoughts (LNT)

   It's currently 2:07 a.m. and instead of sleeping like a normal person I am up worrying about my future. I'm still so young but the "real world" is just around the corner for me. I am doing what I need to do to make sure I can live well in the near future. Somehow not knowing worries me...and knowing would probably worry me more. 

   I know that seems a little weird but, think about it. You spend your whole life just knowing what's going to happen to you in 5, 10, 15 years. Since you already know you'd feel no need to try new things, get a new hobby, or just do anything outside of your usual routine. You never know what your missing out on. 

  I have a very blurry vision of my life years from now. I see myself in school, working part-time. Possibly living with my current boyfriend. Now that doesn't seem very interesting but, I'm very content with that.

   Life is a crazy thing. Its amazing how one choice, person, sentence, mistake, anything can change your life forever. Some things take a eternity to show a change some take a few moments. So who's to say the good things I'm doing now won't completely alter my vague idea of my future. Anything can happen and, there's no undo button in life. So what do I do to make sure things stay how I see them? 

                           Bye for now,

                            Jayne Doe

Get to know : A Girl Undercover

  I am not new to the blogging world. I've tried this a few times before and just thought about how I might feel if someone stumbled across my blog. Its a big deal to put your thoughts into words and just throw them up for the whole world to see. So here I am with a new more secure blog. I want to not be afraid to speak my mind. I want to be able to open up and have people see me without seeing me. I know this is a cowardly way to think but, I intend for this blog to be very personal and the only way I can do that is by becoming a girl undercover...see what I did there? However on a more serious note I am just a girl who wants her voice to be heard, a girl who wants to escape the world she's living in, more importantly I am a girl who wants to be something other than what people see me as.

   Although I can't tell you too much about me I do want you to know a little something about me. This blog is a way to let people into my little world without the harsh judgement. So here is what I can tell you. I am a 19 year old girl from New Jersey. I am weird and kind of an introvert. People in my town and even in my family have this idea of me that isn't at all what I am. And that's all I can say without giving away my identity.

                     Good-bye until next time,

                             Jayne Doe