update

had to start traveling again due to all the stalkers. Finally talked to my best friend and was totally stoked to be dealing with someone normal.
Went into one eastern town and found alumni from yale. Didn't really put two and two together until it was to late and I was an hour and a half away. Apparently the conartists that routinely go through my trash had found a paper with codes on it. They used this paper to try and convince Yale that I was a conartist, because the girl that has been going there, that used my notebook full of genetic research and information in code, has been going to Yale off that notebook for quite some time. I am beyond angry that I cant ever get credit for something that is mine. This girl is such a freaken con I want to throw up. They called me "cool" for having a midnight snack that I didn't have to chew because I hadn't eaten or drank all day. This is a term they use to tell you that some girl just skipped off with something that you busted your ass to accomplish. I dont know how they dont thinK their Karma will catch up to them.
Everybody is bullying me, people constantly saying "YA, and "Yep" at every turn just to reemphasize their annoying stalking presence in my life. They are lucky that I can show restraint. Otherwise half these ill intentioned stalkers would be getting a knuckle sandwich. I have a bunch of jailbirds following me around taking credit for various things in my life, hence the fake "B" that goes around starving herself to prove her love to the world and then taking credit for my accomplishments, that is how I keep getting shistered.
News update I am not the military sort, again although I have respect for you, i DO NOT WISH TO LIVE THAT LIFESTYLE. AND ED STILL WONT GET THE HELL OUT OF MY LIFE!!!!!!
These people still expect me to be found guilty of crimes I didn't commit, just so that some con can "justify" taking my identity and life. From codes that I broke that won awards to writing that has produced millions of dollars I am mortified at the fact that I have been turned into public enemy number 1. The dahli lama has even read one of my poems about freeing people from their bondage and the world thinks that "B" wrote it. Then the letter that I wrote to the children of the world....same thing. People everywhere praise my various accomplishments and then turn around and hiss at me not even knowing that it was me who has struggled against the odds and succeeded, only to be made to look like some sort of mentally ill, agressing monster. I cant believe the shoes I fill everyday, the reputation that i am stuck with isn't even mine. I am a kind person but you wouldn't know it. People might as well be throwing tomatoes at me. I have to admit that on occasion, I have lost all tact and class because I deal with an impossible situation 24 hours a day 7 days a week and being pregnant and homeless because someone wants what you bled and almost died for, got raped repeatedly for, got beaten and falsely encarserated for and get threatened for ever hour of the day, is enough to make you lose your temper once in a while. I dont even get to shine at my greatest achievements, things that have touched the world. Its the biggest hoax of the 21st century. They made the world hate me, for no other reason than they were just to freaken lazy to come up with their own material.
Everytime I am made an offer of my own money or accomplishments, because of the Autism, it takes to long to process and by the time I figure out what is happening, they take back the offer and I am again left with nothing. Either that, or I just dont know how to accept the offer legally in the first place. Traveling should have nothing to do with whether or not you get what you rightfully earned. I am not traveling trying to get 2, and I wish all those people would leave me alone. I didn't grow up talking like that and if I never hear that phrase ever again, i will be thankful.
Luv ya Obama, I think you are wonderful. I have to travel now as I am in the middle of the desert.
Luv ya Dad, and mom (even though you are still in a glamour competition everyday of your life.)
Luv ya Kendall and Beth
Luv ya to all the old friends and to all the kids I love you to regardless of what the lying men in carhearts say. I am sorry that you are being lied to.

This is how I got to spend 5 hours in a hotel, truthful account of events....
Met a man in the middle of the desert at 3 in the morning. He was drunk and on his way to eat at the 24 hour restaurant. I asked him outside if he had a place I could go inside til 7 or 8 in the morning as it was freezing outside. He said yes, that wouldn't be a problem and that he lived somewhere nearby. He said he would call a taxi. I agreed because I was desparate and exhausted. After attempting to call the cab, he said that the cab people weren't answering the phone and that he would just have to rent a hotel. I assumed he said this because he didn't think he could make it home on his own. He rented a room and said that I could stay til morning. I thanked him and we went in, no he had no wedding ring on so I wasn't worried but still asked if he was married and would it be a problem to house a pregnant girl for 4 hours. He said no.
We get up to the room and he starts treating me as if I am some sort of escort. I quickly enlighten him to the fact that I am nothing of the sort and could he stop pushing personal space boundaries, he then tells me that he feels like a sucker that he rented the room only because of me and then tells me that I made him feel bad about himself. RED FLAG.... I was nothing but polite to this man, to a fault that was pushing my limits. I thanked him and told him that I would leave, he insisted that I stay and then he left, telling me to be sure to be out by 11. I agreed and that was that. Also he took a shower before he left. I am thankful to this man but am afraid because he tryed to pull the "transference of blame" game that is classic of mental abuse, of what he told the rest of the world.
Also last night I was confronted by a complete stranger about taking an alcohol and drug test in order to stay in the lobby of a hotel. I found this completely invasive as I only needed a place to stay for a couple of hours and they mentioned that I would have to "follow" while there. Follow who? I dont just follow anyone. I declined, not because I was afraid to take a drug/alcohol test , but becuase my word should be enough as I dont lie. Especially for a couple of hours. If my father asked me to take a test for him, no problem, nothing to hide, but for a complete stranger that I knew for a moment, I dont think so. This happened before I met the drunk man.

PS the entire time I have been typing this I have been verbally harassed! There hasn't been a moment passed that I have been allowed to type in peace without someone insinuating that I have alterior motives for participating in something that litterally keeps me sane. It has been to much for them to extend a pieceful half hour without their snide comments. Ill comments directed at me for no reason at all. I dont even know these people and I dont know how they dont consider what they are doing harassment. They get away with harassing me in one form or another everyday.
I am asking the universe to get these stalking convicts out of my life as that is a lifestyle I have no interest in. I am pleading with the universe to remove them from my existance as I am no criminal, no theif, no murderer, no drug user, no child molester, no con artist, can you get me away from these people as I have been mistakenly put amongst a population of people I have nothing in common? Its not that I dont have compassion for them, its just that I dont live my life that way and I never will. You cant convince me that traveling makes you guilty of something. I am traveling to find a home for me and my baby. No other reason.
I am asking to be surrounded by positive, flamboyant, creative, law abiding people that dont play games with peoples lives because they have their own goals and dreams and thrive on contributing something to this world. Someone please help me, I am very tired I am tired of being surrounded by filth.......mind, body, and spirit. You would understand if you were me.