I'd like to apologize for thinking it's all about me.
While I was dating James, I kind of lost touch with the outside world, friends and family alike.
Now that I've found time, I just caught up on blogs, from my sister, my brother-in-law, my cousin Beth, and I'll have to find time for the rest of my friends as well.
But reading all these, hearing about their worries and hardtimes, and triumphs, too, it's not all bad, made me realize just how selfish I've been.
And it makes me feel bad dumping all my sadness and depression on you all.
Not to say I'll stop, because I think we all need an outlet for all of our junk.
But it's sort of given me another outlook, and I'm thinking, "Hey, it's not all bad, there's more to life than this, and if you think you've got it bad, don't worry, someone else has it worse." And so, though I'm sure I'll have more freakouts, more breakdowns, more "Can this girl sound any more suicidal?" blogs (not that I am, but sometimes...), I'll try to be more upbeat about it, find the bright in the darkness, and learn to laugh a little more, so maybe I can share, and make you laugh, make you smile instead of asking you to put so much effort into doing the same for me.
Thanks for putting up with me.
I love you all,
Emma
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Theory of a Dead Man says "I Hate My Life"
I'm not quite to that point. :)
Do you ever hear music that totally makes your day...but then makes you want to bawl your eyes out?
I've got a couple of those songs goin' right now...
"At Least We Made It This Far" by Relient K
"Fine" by Jaymes Reunion
"God In This Moment" by Gavin Mikhail
"Bella's Lullaby" by Carter Burwell -- think "Twilight" soundtrack
"Tell Me Baby" by the Red Hot Chili Peppers
And, of course, several others but I don't know all there names or have the inclination to find out at this point...
So, I hit a bit of a low point this morning.
I had some dreams, I call them nightmares, but it's only a nightmare that I wake up from the confusion and chaos I sleep with. Which is rather awkward, considering that it's not the recent ex I dreamed about but the first...though the recent was there early on, but for some reason about midway through the dreaming process I switched...but I'm thinking, the reason I preferred the switch over not is that thinking of one is less painful than thinking of the other. Not that I relish the confusion, exactly, but it's easier to handle than waking up in pain, jolted from a faded fantasy, trying not to cry because I don't want to wake anyone up when I inadvertently turn up the volume.
Anyway, so I wrote a poem, then, on my MySpace blog...it's actually quite good, if you get past the whole depression thing, haha...and I was going to make you look for it, but I think I'll be kind and put it right here, if you'll wait just a moment...
[31 Dec 2008 Wednesday]
Just enough to make me wonder...
Current mood: AbMis*
I find it hard to sit
Alone in life's exhibit
The tears pour down
And all around
And I can't wonder why
Is this what it is to die
But I shake it all off
Hide those thoughts in the loft
Of my oh-so-weary mind
That's been cruel to and unkind
For the dreams can't seem to stop
Am I on bottom or on top?
And the funny thing, I know
Is that this entire show
Isn't necessarily about HIM
But rather some silly whim
Of what I'd like to do
To be, to see, and with whom?
And the situation complicates
Making me want to break plates
For it's you and me and they
Can't decide to go or stay
Do you want to play with me?
Or leave me feeling empty
Like a bottle by my bed
I'll stop my aching head
And throw it all out
Even if it makes me shout
Because somehow it seemed
That a single small dream
That could rip me all apart
With one drink didn't start
But just my imagination
The train stops at my station
And it's all even worse
Could my life be cursed?
The sights, the sounds
They're all around
I see his face
In every place
And I get confused
I'm feeling used
This fatal attraction
Might be my last action
But no that's not all
Stories jump out of walls
For there are others as well
And they make time to tell
My dreams what's what
I wish I could shut
Them all off from me
Please just let me be
Get out, GET OUT!
I don't care what you're about!
Just leave me alone!
(I want to go home)
But I sigh because I can't
And it doesn't help to rant
So I'll grab a pen
And maybe then...
But nothing that I write
Seems to leave me whole, not quite
And I wish the silence kept
Before my agile mind leapt
To the only thing that matters
My heart is all in tatters
But my ever-searching mind
Will not stop trying to find
A word that may describe
What's going on inside
Just enough to make me wonder
Would it be better to just go under
Would anybody care?
Would they all sit back and stare?
As if it were a great show?
I think I'd better go...
Before I fall into despair
Oh wait, I'm already there
It is what is is...
I'm feeling 'AbMis.'
*Absolutely Miserable
[9:35 AM]
That's actually a second draft as I lost the first one when I hit a wrong button...go figure...and I almost decided not to write anything...but that made me want to cry more, so...
Feel free to pity me.
God knows I do myself, pathetic as that may be...
But I'm trying.
And I'm sure I'll be fine...
One more song...
"So What" by Pink
Do you ever hear music that totally makes your day...but then makes you want to bawl your eyes out?
I've got a couple of those songs goin' right now...
"At Least We Made It This Far" by Relient K
"Fine" by Jaymes Reunion
"God In This Moment" by Gavin Mikhail
"Bella's Lullaby" by Carter Burwell -- think "Twilight" soundtrack
"Tell Me Baby" by the Red Hot Chili Peppers
And, of course, several others but I don't know all there names or have the inclination to find out at this point...
So, I hit a bit of a low point this morning.
I had some dreams, I call them nightmares, but it's only a nightmare that I wake up from the confusion and chaos I sleep with. Which is rather awkward, considering that it's not the recent ex I dreamed about but the first...though the recent was there early on, but for some reason about midway through the dreaming process I switched...but I'm thinking, the reason I preferred the switch over not is that thinking of one is less painful than thinking of the other. Not that I relish the confusion, exactly, but it's easier to handle than waking up in pain, jolted from a faded fantasy, trying not to cry because I don't want to wake anyone up when I inadvertently turn up the volume.
Anyway, so I wrote a poem, then, on my MySpace blog...it's actually quite good, if you get past the whole depression thing, haha...and I was going to make you look for it, but I think I'll be kind and put it right here, if you'll wait just a moment...
[31 Dec 2008 Wednesday]
Just enough to make me wonder...
Current mood: AbMis*
I find it hard to sit
Alone in life's exhibit
The tears pour down
And all around
And I can't wonder why
Is this what it is to die
But I shake it all off
Hide those thoughts in the loft
Of my oh-so-weary mind
That's been cruel to and unkind
For the dreams can't seem to stop
Am I on bottom or on top?
And the funny thing, I know
Is that this entire show
Isn't necessarily about HIM
But rather some silly whim
Of what I'd like to do
To be, to see, and with whom?
And the situation complicates
Making me want to break plates
For it's you and me and they
Can't decide to go or stay
Do you want to play with me?
Or leave me feeling empty
Like a bottle by my bed
I'll stop my aching head
And throw it all out
Even if it makes me shout
Because somehow it seemed
That a single small dream
That could rip me all apart
With one drink didn't start
But just my imagination
The train stops at my station
And it's all even worse
Could my life be cursed?
The sights, the sounds
They're all around
I see his face
In every place
And I get confused
I'm feeling used
This fatal attraction
Might be my last action
But no that's not all
Stories jump out of walls
For there are others as well
And they make time to tell
My dreams what's what
I wish I could shut
Them all off from me
Please just let me be
Get out, GET OUT!
I don't care what you're about!
Just leave me alone!
(I want to go home)
But I sigh because I can't
And it doesn't help to rant
So I'll grab a pen
And maybe then...
But nothing that I write
Seems to leave me whole, not quite
And I wish the silence kept
Before my agile mind leapt
To the only thing that matters
My heart is all in tatters
But my ever-searching mind
Will not stop trying to find
A word that may describe
What's going on inside
Just enough to make me wonder
Would it be better to just go under
Would anybody care?
Would they all sit back and stare?
As if it were a great show?
I think I'd better go...
Before I fall into despair
Oh wait, I'm already there
It is what is is...
I'm feeling 'AbMis.'
*Absolutely Miserable
[9:35 AM]
That's actually a second draft as I lost the first one when I hit a wrong button...go figure...and I almost decided not to write anything...but that made me want to cry more, so...
Feel free to pity me.
God knows I do myself, pathetic as that may be...
But I'm trying.
And I'm sure I'll be fine...
One more song...
"So What" by Pink
Monday, December 29, 2008
On the Road Again...
Happy Holidays to you all...
It's been a busy month...
(Retail sucks!)
(Dry-cleaning sucks!)
(Waitressing sucks!)
Okay, so the first, just cuz I had to stay until four in the morning a few nights to clean up...
The second because it seemed slow until the last half hour when it got super busy and I got out late...
The third because people aren't eating out during the holidays in order to buy presents and such...
But, actually, I love all my jobs, so, well, who cares?
...plus I happen to be lucky enough that I had Christmas off in all three areas...
...that, and they like me enough to let me take a month off...
So I drove down to Nebraska, all by myself, barely getting lost, making GREAT time (eight hours vs. ten), plus I left earlier due to some...complications...n I arrived just after four am this morning.
Ouch.
But I had great music the whole way, n I didn't go off road more than once (!), and after the first two or so hours, I didn't have any issues, no freak-outs, no crying fits, nothing.
A good drive, actually.
And, I figured out why I almost ran out of gas last year when I came down here...
Apparently I didn't stop for gas in Omaha but kept going on to Milligan...
Sometimes I'm such a dummy. =)
I'll be here for about a month, helping out and all, making things easier for Jess n taking care of Liberty and all...I'm totally psyched for the whole thing, actually, and I can't wait to meet my new niece or nephew (for those of you who don't know, despite the fact we're thinkin 'boy,' the nurses actually couldn't tell, one thought 'girl,' the other thought 'boy,' etc.). It's nice to be here for the main event, unlike last time where I didn't mean Berti until Christmas.
Speakin of Berti, it looks like I need to get her cleaned up (think cheesy popcorn!), so I'll end now, but I plan on keepin up with this a lot more, so I'll ttyl...
It's been a busy month...
(Retail sucks!)
(Dry-cleaning sucks!)
(Waitressing sucks!)
Okay, so the first, just cuz I had to stay until four in the morning a few nights to clean up...
The second because it seemed slow until the last half hour when it got super busy and I got out late...
The third because people aren't eating out during the holidays in order to buy presents and such...
But, actually, I love all my jobs, so, well, who cares?
...plus I happen to be lucky enough that I had Christmas off in all three areas...
...that, and they like me enough to let me take a month off...
So I drove down to Nebraska, all by myself, barely getting lost, making GREAT time (eight hours vs. ten), plus I left earlier due to some...complications...n I arrived just after four am this morning.
Ouch.
But I had great music the whole way, n I didn't go off road more than once (!), and after the first two or so hours, I didn't have any issues, no freak-outs, no crying fits, nothing.
A good drive, actually.
And, I figured out why I almost ran out of gas last year when I came down here...
Apparently I didn't stop for gas in Omaha but kept going on to Milligan...
Sometimes I'm such a dummy. =)
I'll be here for about a month, helping out and all, making things easier for Jess n taking care of Liberty and all...I'm totally psyched for the whole thing, actually, and I can't wait to meet my new niece or nephew (for those of you who don't know, despite the fact we're thinkin 'boy,' the nurses actually couldn't tell, one thought 'girl,' the other thought 'boy,' etc.). It's nice to be here for the main event, unlike last time where I didn't mean Berti until Christmas.
Speakin of Berti, it looks like I need to get her cleaned up (think cheesy popcorn!), so I'll end now, but I plan on keepin up with this a lot more, so I'll ttyl...
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Something Like Crazy...
"I'm not your princess
This ain't a fairy-tale..."
Taylor Swift says it so well...
James broke my heart last night.
He sounded so calm and cool while he did so.
Very straight-faced, as well.
And after I thought about it, very logical, too...
Basically, what it amounts to is that there are things I want to do that he's not ready for, and he doesn't think I should have to wait for him to grow up, so...
We're done.
I didn't have the chance to tell him that I'd realized as much as I wanted to settle down and all that jazz, I wasn't ready to be a Mom. I like the title more than the responsibility. And I know I wouldn't be able to handle it. So, I've decided to go back to school, and get some sort of a degree...
But, as frazzled as I was at that point, I couldn't quite explain that to him, and let him know we had a couple years so waiting for him to grow up would be no hardship, and he just sat there, staring at me, calm and cool and...well, suffice to say, I realized his mind was already made up.
So I tried to contain my tears, mostly succeeded, and gave him a hug goodbye...
And hit him, too, for kissing me when he said hello just a little before.
Not that he felt it.
So...
We're done, it looks like.
He said we might get back together, he was leaving that option open...
But even that didn't stop me from nearly screaming with the pain of it as I cried after he left.
Mom tried to be sympathetic, but she's been telling me how he's not right for me, so I think she's a little smug, too...plus she wasn't too enthusiastic about me crawling into bed with her at one in the morning so I'd stop crying...but, as she said, I am twenty-one, so maybe I'm a bit old for that...
Still can't believe it hurts this much, when we were together for less than 1/4 the time Bryant and I were...and it's kind of funny, too, though, cuz, in my head, before I tell people what happened, I have to remember, "James broke up with me, not Bryant." Cuz I never thought he would I guess...
Everyone tells me I'm young yet, but I've never felt older...
Hope everyone else is doing well...
This ain't a fairy-tale..."
Taylor Swift says it so well...
James broke my heart last night.
He sounded so calm and cool while he did so.
Very straight-faced, as well.
And after I thought about it, very logical, too...
Basically, what it amounts to is that there are things I want to do that he's not ready for, and he doesn't think I should have to wait for him to grow up, so...
We're done.
I didn't have the chance to tell him that I'd realized as much as I wanted to settle down and all that jazz, I wasn't ready to be a Mom. I like the title more than the responsibility. And I know I wouldn't be able to handle it. So, I've decided to go back to school, and get some sort of a degree...
But, as frazzled as I was at that point, I couldn't quite explain that to him, and let him know we had a couple years so waiting for him to grow up would be no hardship, and he just sat there, staring at me, calm and cool and...well, suffice to say, I realized his mind was already made up.
So I tried to contain my tears, mostly succeeded, and gave him a hug goodbye...
And hit him, too, for kissing me when he said hello just a little before.
Not that he felt it.
So...
We're done, it looks like.
He said we might get back together, he was leaving that option open...
But even that didn't stop me from nearly screaming with the pain of it as I cried after he left.
Mom tried to be sympathetic, but she's been telling me how he's not right for me, so I think she's a little smug, too...plus she wasn't too enthusiastic about me crawling into bed with her at one in the morning so I'd stop crying...but, as she said, I am twenty-one, so maybe I'm a bit old for that...
Still can't believe it hurts this much, when we were together for less than 1/4 the time Bryant and I were...and it's kind of funny, too, though, cuz, in my head, before I tell people what happened, I have to remember, "James broke up with me, not Bryant." Cuz I never thought he would I guess...
Everyone tells me I'm young yet, but I've never felt older...
Hope everyone else is doing well...
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Just in case you're wondering...
He went home before twelve-thirty...
Lol, but anyway, so today I worked lunch shift again.
Kinda slow, but not completely awful.
It took me until four, though, to get everything cleaned.
I'm not sure if I was distracted or just lazy...
Probably the latter...
But I made sure everything was 'spic and span' so it wasn't a complete waste.
:)
Hmmm...
So I got a text message from James asking what today is...
Wednesday?
The tenth?
David's birthday?
The start of Faith Weavers?
The day before 9/11's seventh anniversary?
And while true, none of those were the answer...
Apparently, it's our 'One-Month Anniversary.'
Go figure, lol...
I'm just astounded that he remembered and I didn't...
No real plans for it, but hey, it's a nice thought, you know?
Btw, this is what I'm lookin at for Halloween...
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
My computer died...
Yesterday while I was writing a blog...
And it looks like none of it came clear...
*sigh*
But that's okay, cuz it was rather uninformative...
Anyway...
So I'm twenty-one.
Kinda weird.
I only had one drink on my birthday.
Visited the grandparents instead of hangin with Ellie (who was grumbling about having to see me drunk, apparently, though I only know this through other family).
But I didn't get drunk, anyway, cuz I'm NOT THAT DUMB!!
Whatever...
Grandma and I went shopping the day after.
I got this funky yellow and pink apron...
I should totally take a picture, lol...
And a book in Swedish.
And a book in English based in Sweden.
Confused?
There are so many cool shops in downtown New London that I didn't even know existed.
Like, there's a pottery shop, where you can actually learn how to throw pottery (not against walls, lol) and I picked up a few cool pieces and I'm thinkin of maybe trying to go back and learn some myself.
There's also a quilt shop, which, though I didn't buy anything at this time, I'm thinking as soon as I get my other projects done, I'm totally heading there to buy everything I need to make the most beautiful blanket in the world...or maybe just the most messed up lol...
And there's a knit shop, and I think I mentioned knitting in one of these blogs? Well, I decided to give it a go, and though there was talk of Grandma actually teaching me, she only helped pick out the yarn and the needles --which is a big help, actually. And the lady there gave me a pattern that's so easy a caveman could do it...
Oops, that's Geico's line, isn't it? Lol...
I went to a baby-shower after all that and it was fun, and I finally met my cousin Brier.
(Not that we'd never met, we probably have, just I couldn't remember her and I was probably really young when I did.)
And I got to catch up with a bunch of the other cousins.
I ate really good food...
That reminds me, I have to email Renita for that recipe...
And I sort of maybe kinda planned a trip to the Boundary Waters (or that area somewhere, I think) for the middle of winter...right before I go to Jessie's in January. It's just tentative at this point, but we've been talkin about it for a couple years, and I thought 'Why not?' I mean how fun, right?
Gotta save for that, then...
I almost fell asleep on the way home.
I didn't.
But I almost did.
Instead, I found my way to the Buffalo High School (NOT on the way home) and found my way home from there. But now I don't have to ask Mom anymore where it is...even if we're all transferring to Rogers after middle school so what would it matter anyway?
Hmmm...
I've seen James every night (and part of the early morning, lol) since I got home...
I'm considering just going to sleep early tonight, though.
Not that I don't want to see him, no.
But I'm really tired...
We have major sleep issues between the two of us, lol...
I can't live on four to six hours, not when I work as much as I have been lately...
Oh, did I mention I'm on lunch shift three days a week instead of two? But at least that means I get afternoons off, I guess...
Anyway...
I think I'm done here...
But first...
I promised a picture...
Ain't he cute? :)
Love you all...
Friday, August 29, 2008
Frozen Music...
seems to be a regular occurrence on my computer...couldn't tell you why, but there it is.
But if I had to have something frozen, why couldn't it be an Oreo mixer?
*Sigh*
Anyway, so I'm working today, having fun (sort of?) but it's really slow and I'm teaching Cheddar the ropes (his real name is Nick, but I can't call them both Nick, can I?) and there's really not much else to do here unless I take up knitting...
Hmmm...
Now there's an idea...
Note to self: ask Mom how to knit when she comes back from Grandma's...
So the last two three days I've been sneezing up a storm, which is alternately funny and annoying as all heck and I'm trying to decide (or figure out) what exactly it is that I'm having this allergic reaction to, and I'm coming to the conclusion...
It's work.
Okay, haha, maybe not specifically, but I think I'm starting to get sick, cuz I work a lot and I worry a lot (about brothers in particular, but I'll touch on that later) and I stay up late, whether to read a good book or to hang out with James, idk, but it's all adding up and I think I may have to take a few days off...
Speaking of days off, I have a few coming up actually, but it's not due to illness...
IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!
Yeah, like wow, I'm turning twenty-one, how crazy is that?
But so I asked off the day of, this next Friday (how perfect...) and I was gonna probably work the next day at both jobs, but at the cleaners she crossed out my name (I think she's under the impression I'll be incredibly hung over...and she's probably right, lol) and at the restaurant, one of the girls gave her two-weeks-notice for her other job so she'll be working the evening shift I would have taken.
YAY!!
I'll try not to drink too hard, haha, but I don't think there's much to worry about anyway, as Ellie is my designated driver.
THANK YOU ELLIE!!!
Anyway...
So we're thinking Eli might be gettin in trouble tonight.
Not that he's getting fired, he just quit today and starts a new job on Monday.
And not that he's gonna get caught doin drugs or driving without a license or anything like that.
No, it's the fact that he refused to go with my sister when she came to pick him up for his treatment tonight, cuz there are other things to do, supposedly.
And, according to Dad, if he doesn't show tonight, the police will be called, and he gets put in jail.
Which is actually a good thing.
I'm praying for it, believe it or not.
But I hate seeing him be so stupid.
He used to be so smart, you know?
Had all that common sense.
And now?
I can't begin to describe the change.
I miss my brother...
But in his place, we have my sister Jessie visiting this next week, so that should dull the pain...
Haha...
Whatever...
Hope all is well with everyone else, I love you all...
But if I had to have something frozen, why couldn't it be an Oreo mixer?
*Sigh*
Anyway, so I'm working today, having fun (sort of?) but it's really slow and I'm teaching Cheddar the ropes (his real name is Nick, but I can't call them both Nick, can I?) and there's really not much else to do here unless I take up knitting...
Hmmm...
Now there's an idea...
Note to self: ask Mom how to knit when she comes back from Grandma's...
So the last two three days I've been sneezing up a storm, which is alternately funny and annoying as all heck and I'm trying to decide (or figure out) what exactly it is that I'm having this allergic reaction to, and I'm coming to the conclusion...
It's work.
Okay, haha, maybe not specifically, but I think I'm starting to get sick, cuz I work a lot and I worry a lot (about brothers in particular, but I'll touch on that later) and I stay up late, whether to read a good book or to hang out with James, idk, but it's all adding up and I think I may have to take a few days off...
Speaking of days off, I have a few coming up actually, but it's not due to illness...
IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!
Yeah, like wow, I'm turning twenty-one, how crazy is that?
But so I asked off the day of, this next Friday (how perfect...) and I was gonna probably work the next day at both jobs, but at the cleaners she crossed out my name (I think she's under the impression I'll be incredibly hung over...and she's probably right, lol) and at the restaurant, one of the girls gave her two-weeks-notice for her other job so she'll be working the evening shift I would have taken.
YAY!!
I'll try not to drink too hard, haha, but I don't think there's much to worry about anyway, as Ellie is my designated driver.
THANK YOU ELLIE!!!
Anyway...
So we're thinking Eli might be gettin in trouble tonight.
Not that he's getting fired, he just quit today and starts a new job on Monday.
And not that he's gonna get caught doin drugs or driving without a license or anything like that.
No, it's the fact that he refused to go with my sister when she came to pick him up for his treatment tonight, cuz there are other things to do, supposedly.
And, according to Dad, if he doesn't show tonight, the police will be called, and he gets put in jail.
Which is actually a good thing.
I'm praying for it, believe it or not.
But I hate seeing him be so stupid.
He used to be so smart, you know?
Had all that common sense.
And now?
I can't begin to describe the change.
I miss my brother...
But in his place, we have my sister Jessie visiting this next week, so that should dull the pain...
Haha...
Whatever...
Hope all is well with everyone else, I love you all...
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Long Time Gone...
And no, I'm not talkin' bout the Dixie Chicks
(though I admit, that's a pretty song, lol)
It's been about two weeks since I got on here, I guess...
Doesn't seem that long...
And yet it seems longer at the same time...
Crazy?
Or just a little out of it?
Whatever the case, good things have been happening.
First and foremost, it looks like I have a boyfriend.
I know, wow.
His name is James Richard Sullivan, and he's really cool. I met him via Ellie's ex-boyfriend, cuz he's workin on the cars down at the garage with the rest of those crazy people, lol (though he's just learning himself). He's younger than me, which was an issue for about three days, and then on day number four one of my best friends told me her husband was three years younger than her, and they're like perfect for each other.
SO NO CRADLE-ROBBING JOKES!!
He's pretty mature for his age, anyway, while still making me laugh doing something silly like sticking his tongue out at me...and he's sweet, too. Like, for our first date, I get in the truck and I see a bottle of Dr. Pepper sitting on the dash, and my first words are "You hate Dr. Pepper." Which he does, but he knows I love it, so...I was speechless for a bit, haha...
He's pretty creative, too. He likes to draw --mostly dragons apparently, as he's big on fantasy, but I've no problems with that-- and he's written some pretty cool poetry, too, though I don't know how much of that he's been able to do lately as he works a lot. He's got one of those jobs that you have to wake up at four in the morning to get to, so we try to get sleep before midnight...and fail two out of three nights, haha. But don't ask me what he does cuz I couldn't exactly tell you except it involves hot tar...I think...
And now I feel bad that I don't know for sure...
Moving on...
He likes a lot of rock music, most of the harder stuff, I think, but he's got a couple country songs he likes, too, so he's not completely hopeless lol, and he knows that I like country, and he seems the type to want to cater to me (just guessing), so there's a good chance he'll start listening to that more...but then again, I like pretty much everything anyway, so I don't care, as long as it's not all about sex, drugs, and murder...blah...
He drives a truck, which is a plus, and it's a Chevy, which is extra plus, lol, and he's good with directions --I can even understand when he gives them to me. Go figure...
And he thinks I'm cute, which is always nice, lol.
Is he the one?
No idea...
But I'm gonna have fun while it lasts...
(And absolutely no make-out scenes for at least as long as it lasted with Bryant)
More good things...
Cuz my schedule it changing these days, I have two free afternoons (early, that is), when I can visit one of my best friends, her name is Irina, and she has two beautiful children, David who turns two September 22nd, and Anita who will be two months old on September 1st. It's just so much fun talking to her, about life and love and boys --and the fact that she's married and I'm not doesn't really matter-- and she teaches me how to cook things that I'd normally not do, like this cabbage roll thing or these caramel filled desserts or...well, lots of things. And I can always watch a movie while I'm there, even if we're talking through most of it, so it's not a waste that I bought as many films as I have (See Mom??). And I love watching David and Anita grow and helping babysit or anything, it's just so awesome...and we can talk about God and we're not afraid of what the other will say, and prayer is big, so we know we're getting everything you could ever want out of a friendship.
I think everyone needs a friend like Irina.
I've been working a bit different schedule lately, as I may have said earlier, I can't remember...
I work four to five days at the restaurant, sometimes six; two lunch shifts, soon to be three as soon as one of the girls starts school (teaching, not attending), and a couple evening, plus just popping in to help, cuz I love that place and I want it to do really well.
As to the cleaner's, it's about three days a week, and since the shop closes at seven, I can be home at a decent time, or go out with friends (or BOYfriends, lol), or, when I think they need it, I can help out at the restaurant, even taking deliveries, which is pretty cool, cuz I'm getting to know the streets and neighborhoods, etc, pretty well, which is good, of course.
So life is full that way, too...
Piano lessons are on hold until about mid-September (I think my teacher is going out of town for a couple weeks or something, I'm not sure), but that's been going pretty well, and now that we've performed our musical thing at the State Fair (HOW COOL IS THAT??) I can work on other things that don't talk about 'Music, Beads, & Flowers' lol...and I've got some pretty cool things lined up, from George Strait to South Pacific to Shrek...it's gonna be lots of fun, let me tell you...
Now if only I could get my piano back and not have to use the upstairs one...
Tips have been better lately and there are a couple of things I'm saving up for (which I can't name cuz they're mostly top-secret, lol), but it looks like I'll get those things that much faster now, so YAY for me!
And I have a chocolate frosty in front of me that is calling my name, so I think I'll end now, since I sort of lost whatever track I was on, haha...
Hope all is well with the rest of you and God Bless!
(Btw, I do NOT have a pic of James, yet, so be patient!)
(though I admit, that's a pretty song, lol)
It's been about two weeks since I got on here, I guess...
Doesn't seem that long...
And yet it seems longer at the same time...
Crazy?
Or just a little out of it?
Whatever the case, good things have been happening.
First and foremost, it looks like I have a boyfriend.
I know, wow.
His name is James Richard Sullivan, and he's really cool. I met him via Ellie's ex-boyfriend, cuz he's workin on the cars down at the garage with the rest of those crazy people, lol (though he's just learning himself). He's younger than me, which was an issue for about three days, and then on day number four one of my best friends told me her husband was three years younger than her, and they're like perfect for each other.
SO NO CRADLE-ROBBING JOKES!!
He's pretty mature for his age, anyway, while still making me laugh doing something silly like sticking his tongue out at me...and he's sweet, too. Like, for our first date, I get in the truck and I see a bottle of Dr. Pepper sitting on the dash, and my first words are "You hate Dr. Pepper." Which he does, but he knows I love it, so...I was speechless for a bit, haha...
He's pretty creative, too. He likes to draw --mostly dragons apparently, as he's big on fantasy, but I've no problems with that-- and he's written some pretty cool poetry, too, though I don't know how much of that he's been able to do lately as he works a lot. He's got one of those jobs that you have to wake up at four in the morning to get to, so we try to get sleep before midnight...and fail two out of three nights, haha. But don't ask me what he does cuz I couldn't exactly tell you except it involves hot tar...I think...
And now I feel bad that I don't know for sure...
Moving on...
He likes a lot of rock music, most of the harder stuff, I think, but he's got a couple country songs he likes, too, so he's not completely hopeless lol, and he knows that I like country, and he seems the type to want to cater to me (just guessing), so there's a good chance he'll start listening to that more...but then again, I like pretty much everything anyway, so I don't care, as long as it's not all about sex, drugs, and murder...blah...
He drives a truck, which is a plus, and it's a Chevy, which is extra plus, lol, and he's good with directions --I can even understand when he gives them to me. Go figure...
And he thinks I'm cute, which is always nice, lol.
Is he the one?
No idea...
But I'm gonna have fun while it lasts...
(And absolutely no make-out scenes for at least as long as it lasted with Bryant)
More good things...
Cuz my schedule it changing these days, I have two free afternoons (early, that is), when I can visit one of my best friends, her name is Irina, and she has two beautiful children, David who turns two September 22nd, and Anita who will be two months old on September 1st. It's just so much fun talking to her, about life and love and boys --and the fact that she's married and I'm not doesn't really matter-- and she teaches me how to cook things that I'd normally not do, like this cabbage roll thing or these caramel filled desserts or...well, lots of things. And I can always watch a movie while I'm there, even if we're talking through most of it, so it's not a waste that I bought as many films as I have (See Mom??). And I love watching David and Anita grow and helping babysit or anything, it's just so awesome...and we can talk about God and we're not afraid of what the other will say, and prayer is big, so we know we're getting everything you could ever want out of a friendship.
I think everyone needs a friend like Irina.
I've been working a bit different schedule lately, as I may have said earlier, I can't remember...
I work four to five days at the restaurant, sometimes six; two lunch shifts, soon to be three as soon as one of the girls starts school (teaching, not attending), and a couple evening, plus just popping in to help, cuz I love that place and I want it to do really well.
As to the cleaner's, it's about three days a week, and since the shop closes at seven, I can be home at a decent time, or go out with friends (or BOYfriends, lol), or, when I think they need it, I can help out at the restaurant, even taking deliveries, which is pretty cool, cuz I'm getting to know the streets and neighborhoods, etc, pretty well, which is good, of course.
So life is full that way, too...
Piano lessons are on hold until about mid-September (I think my teacher is going out of town for a couple weeks or something, I'm not sure), but that's been going pretty well, and now that we've performed our musical thing at the State Fair (HOW COOL IS THAT??) I can work on other things that don't talk about 'Music, Beads, & Flowers' lol...and I've got some pretty cool things lined up, from George Strait to South Pacific to Shrek...it's gonna be lots of fun, let me tell you...
Now if only I could get my piano back and not have to use the upstairs one...
Tips have been better lately and there are a couple of things I'm saving up for (which I can't name cuz they're mostly top-secret, lol), but it looks like I'll get those things that much faster now, so YAY for me!
And I have a chocolate frosty in front of me that is calling my name, so I think I'll end now, since I sort of lost whatever track I was on, haha...
Hope all is well with the rest of you and God Bless!
(Btw, I do NOT have a pic of James, yet, so be patient!)
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Responsible & Organized
Okay, so normally, those aren't words that you'd link to myself (or at least I wouldn't, haha), but today we had a meeting for all the waitresses, which I organized myself, and so I figured I should get sophisticated and write up an agenda and all that...
And the meeting went off without a hitch!
Okay, so we gabbed a bit more than I'd hoped, and it went a little longer, and one girl couldn't come due to another job...
Still, it was good.
And one of the girls bought Concrete Mixers from Culver's for all of us.
THANK YOU WENDY!!
And we touched on things we were all concerned about, set down some ground rules, and worked on attitude things, etc., and it was just pretty great.
Sometimes it's nice being 'waitress management.' :)
And the meeting went off without a hitch!
Okay, so we gabbed a bit more than I'd hoped, and it went a little longer, and one girl couldn't come due to another job...
Still, it was good.
And one of the girls bought Concrete Mixers from Culver's for all of us.
THANK YOU WENDY!!
And we touched on things we were all concerned about, set down some ground rules, and worked on attitude things, etc., and it was just pretty great.
Sometimes it's nice being 'waitress management.' :)
Friday, August 15, 2008
The best four-plus minutes of the drive...
All from a song written by one of my friends.
There are no words, so I write some of my own, but they don't always work so there are rewrites and fakeouts and mixups...
But it's all pretty cool, and just about makes my day, taking me up from whatever dark mood I might have been at the prospect of leaving 'The Labyrinth', and I start off my work day in a good mood.
Thanks, Beau.
In other news, I'm training in the Nicks today (one blonde, one brunette) and it's quite entertaining, what with rubber band wars, pizza escapades, and the occasional wrong change to the customer.
If only every day could be so much fun, haha...
There are no words, so I write some of my own, but they don't always work so there are rewrites and fakeouts and mixups...
But it's all pretty cool, and just about makes my day, taking me up from whatever dark mood I might have been at the prospect of leaving 'The Labyrinth', and I start off my work day in a good mood.
Thanks, Beau.
In other news, I'm training in the Nicks today (one blonde, one brunette) and it's quite entertaining, what with rubber band wars, pizza escapades, and the occasional wrong change to the customer.
If only every day could be so much fun, haha...
Monday, August 11, 2008
Just when you think you've found the one...
They take you out to lunch and stick you with the bill...
DID ANYONE ELSE KNOW PUBLISHING A BOOK WAS SO FRUSTRATING???
In other news...
I've been up since five this morning.
*GASP!*
And I've been working since six-thirty.
*GASP!* again...
Who knew I had it in me?
Now if only I could get someone to bring me lunch...
DID ANYONE ELSE KNOW PUBLISHING A BOOK WAS SO FRUSTRATING???
In other news...
I've been up since five this morning.
*GASP!*
And I've been working since six-thirty.
*GASP!* again...
Who knew I had it in me?
Now if only I could get someone to bring me lunch...
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Everyday People
Somehow I don't seem to fit in there...
I don't go out for lunch.
I don't get my clothing dry-cleaned.
I don't have a steady nine-to-five job (except for the occasional Saturday).
I don't read or watch the news.
I don't listen to the radio.
I don't wear things that match.
I don't think pink is for girls only.
I don't keep in shape.
I don't keep track of my bills.
Then again, that's only most the time...
I think I'm an "Every Other Day" type of people...
I don't go out for lunch.
I don't get my clothing dry-cleaned.
I don't have a steady nine-to-five job (except for the occasional Saturday).
I don't read or watch the news.
I don't listen to the radio.
I don't wear things that match.
I don't think pink is for girls only.
I don't keep in shape.
I don't keep track of my bills.
Then again, that's only most the time...
I think I'm an "Every Other Day" type of people...
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Drama @ Work...
I work with a lot of great people --my older brother included-- and we're all pretty good together. I mean, sure, we curse every now and then, and things get dropped, but when it gets tight, we're like one person, working to make the customer happy. And such is the maturity in our working together that I often forget the immaturity that comes from being under eighteen --which five of my fellow employees are-- or even being under twenty --which includes three more of the lovely people I work with.
For example, today, I come into work --which was abismally slow-- and Eli follows shortly after and he starts talking about how everyone is being really mean to one of the girls we work with, because it would seem she's a bit boy-crazy. And, though my brother is one of those boys, and despite everything else is NOT stupid enough to sleep with a minor, everyone else thinks they are and so she's getting a lot of snide comments (WHY IS IT ALWAYS THE GIRL'S FAULT??) and she came in during lunch and you could tell she was hurt by it all.
So, I ask her about it, not judging, just questioning, and she won't give exact details, so I up and ask "What, do they think you're sleeping with everyone at Angeno's?" to which she replies, "Basically, yeah."
So I come back with, "Where do they get that? I mean, geez, you're not sleeping with me. I feel so left out!"
Laughter ensues, of course, which is what I planned, and I think she felt a little bit better after that.
But really, I can't understand how such great people can say and assume such mean things.
Whatever happened to 'Innocent Until Proven Guilty'?
In other news, I ditched out on a 'date' with one of my guy friends yesterday.
Not because I didn't want to hang out, no, but because I didn't want to hang out for an extended time period. I mean, I was running late already, so it gets to be about five and I was planning on coming back at around seven-thirty, and driving the half hour or so to get there just seemed a waste...
(Plus, I didn't want to risk being steam-rolled into staying longer, cuz I'm sure I'd feel guilty enough to do so after being late.)
However, my time wasn't wasted on doing nothing, as I got to spend some quality time with my baby sister (the one who's taller than me, lol), and I still had a lot of fun...
Oh, and I finished a book, finally.
YAY!!
Anyways, life is still crazy, but I'm finding I'm enjoying it, strangely enough...
With the exception that I have only wrinkled clothes because I don't have time to fold them, haha...
Then again, I'm free this afternoon, so maybe I better go, hmm??
Hope all is well with you.
For example, today, I come into work --which was abismally slow-- and Eli follows shortly after and he starts talking about how everyone is being really mean to one of the girls we work with, because it would seem she's a bit boy-crazy. And, though my brother is one of those boys, and despite everything else is NOT stupid enough to sleep with a minor, everyone else thinks they are and so she's getting a lot of snide comments (WHY IS IT ALWAYS THE GIRL'S FAULT??) and she came in during lunch and you could tell she was hurt by it all.
So, I ask her about it, not judging, just questioning, and she won't give exact details, so I up and ask "What, do they think you're sleeping with everyone at Angeno's?" to which she replies, "Basically, yeah."
So I come back with, "Where do they get that? I mean, geez, you're not sleeping with me. I feel so left out!"
Laughter ensues, of course, which is what I planned, and I think she felt a little bit better after that.
But really, I can't understand how such great people can say and assume such mean things.
Whatever happened to 'Innocent Until Proven Guilty'?
In other news, I ditched out on a 'date' with one of my guy friends yesterday.
Not because I didn't want to hang out, no, but because I didn't want to hang out for an extended time period. I mean, I was running late already, so it gets to be about five and I was planning on coming back at around seven-thirty, and driving the half hour or so to get there just seemed a waste...
(Plus, I didn't want to risk being steam-rolled into staying longer, cuz I'm sure I'd feel guilty enough to do so after being late.)
However, my time wasn't wasted on doing nothing, as I got to spend some quality time with my baby sister (the one who's taller than me, lol), and I still had a lot of fun...
Oh, and I finished a book, finally.
YAY!!
Anyways, life is still crazy, but I'm finding I'm enjoying it, strangely enough...
With the exception that I have only wrinkled clothes because I don't have time to fold them, haha...
Then again, I'm free this afternoon, so maybe I better go, hmm??
Hope all is well with you.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Life is crazy...
And I'm understanding Beth's frustration at not having the internet at your fingertips.
(Minus the people yelling at me in Russian, of course.)
I can't decide what to say, life has been so weird...
First off, though, let me apologize...
To Jessie, my beloved sister, for not understanding exactly what it is you're going through, because I don't even know!! I wish you'd have told me, it was a big shock reading it after not having reliable internet for who knows how long...
Just let me say, I'm praying for you, not just that you get through it, but I told God, I'm asking for a MIRACLE! because you deserve one, you need one, and why is it that we're so afraid to ask God for what he so freely gives? So, Jess, don't worry, everything's going to be great, cuz God doesn't work half-assed...
(And maybe I shouldn't swear in the same sentence that I talk about Him in, right?)
Also, I apologize to Beth, for not knowing what's going on with you as well. I think it's just awesome that you even have the opportunity to be over there, and I never thought about all the hardships you might be going through, and I hope that everyone else has been encouraging enough that you forgive my lack thereof. You're such a strong person, and so brave to be over there and I fully believe in your ability to make a difference while you're there.
*Sigh*
Now that my conscience is soothed...
Things that have been going on in my life...
We have a lot of double-shifts.
And don't get me wrong, I love my work, but sometimes I'd just like to sleep. I'm exhausted to the point that in the last few weeks, I've read only five chapters of a book (and you all know how I love to read). And, in Angeno's, at least, we're having a lot of technical difficulties. The coffee-maker is broken, water comes out a trickle, and the ice-maker quit this morning. Not to mention, our manager isn't the greatest at keeping things stocked, so we run out frequently, and though I'm capable, I hate being the one to call the head honcho and get things sorted out...
But such is life...
I've lost pretty much all interest in exercising.
I haven't ridden bike or gone for a walk, even, in probably a month --though I'm going biking with a friend later today, as I actually have a few hours free-- and I feel rather lethargic and lazy...
And yet, it's not that I'm not busy, or doing work --or even, surprisingly enough, doing dishes at home-- it's just that I'm not...what is it...I'm not 'healthy' maybe?
I can't quite explain it...
I found out my ex might have another girlfriend.
Ouch, of course.
And though I stayed calm when my friend told me she saw him at the movies with another girl, I had to cry when I told Mom about it. And okay, so I'd prefer he find another girl rather than joining the priesthood (there are just so many things I don't agree with in the Catholic church), but it's amazing how much it hurts, even after all this time...
I've started to keep track of my spending.
Mom and I figured out about how much I should be making a month, and there's about two hundred dollars we can't account for, which is obviously being spent on junk that I don't even think about, and we were saying "How can I be this irresponsible?"
So I've started a notebook with everything I spend, I'm keeping receipts, and we'll try to see what I'm doing, and it really makes you think about what you're buying.
And I'm happy to say, I already find progress, in that I haven't bought chocolate frosting in two weeks. :)
And I suppose there are other things, but that's all I've got right now, my brain's on the fritz, a bit...
I'll be on more often, I hope.
Love you all...
(Minus the people yelling at me in Russian, of course.)
I can't decide what to say, life has been so weird...
First off, though, let me apologize...
To Jessie, my beloved sister, for not understanding exactly what it is you're going through, because I don't even know!! I wish you'd have told me, it was a big shock reading it after not having reliable internet for who knows how long...
Just let me say, I'm praying for you, not just that you get through it, but I told God, I'm asking for a MIRACLE! because you deserve one, you need one, and why is it that we're so afraid to ask God for what he so freely gives? So, Jess, don't worry, everything's going to be great, cuz God doesn't work half-assed...
(And maybe I shouldn't swear in the same sentence that I talk about Him in, right?)
Also, I apologize to Beth, for not knowing what's going on with you as well. I think it's just awesome that you even have the opportunity to be over there, and I never thought about all the hardships you might be going through, and I hope that everyone else has been encouraging enough that you forgive my lack thereof. You're such a strong person, and so brave to be over there and I fully believe in your ability to make a difference while you're there.
*Sigh*
Now that my conscience is soothed...
Things that have been going on in my life...
We have a lot of double-shifts.
And don't get me wrong, I love my work, but sometimes I'd just like to sleep. I'm exhausted to the point that in the last few weeks, I've read only five chapters of a book (and you all know how I love to read). And, in Angeno's, at least, we're having a lot of technical difficulties. The coffee-maker is broken, water comes out a trickle, and the ice-maker quit this morning. Not to mention, our manager isn't the greatest at keeping things stocked, so we run out frequently, and though I'm capable, I hate being the one to call the head honcho and get things sorted out...
But such is life...
I've lost pretty much all interest in exercising.
I haven't ridden bike or gone for a walk, even, in probably a month --though I'm going biking with a friend later today, as I actually have a few hours free-- and I feel rather lethargic and lazy...
And yet, it's not that I'm not busy, or doing work --or even, surprisingly enough, doing dishes at home-- it's just that I'm not...what is it...I'm not 'healthy' maybe?
I can't quite explain it...
I found out my ex might have another girlfriend.
Ouch, of course.
And though I stayed calm when my friend told me she saw him at the movies with another girl, I had to cry when I told Mom about it. And okay, so I'd prefer he find another girl rather than joining the priesthood (there are just so many things I don't agree with in the Catholic church), but it's amazing how much it hurts, even after all this time...
I've started to keep track of my spending.
Mom and I figured out about how much I should be making a month, and there's about two hundred dollars we can't account for, which is obviously being spent on junk that I don't even think about, and we were saying "How can I be this irresponsible?"
So I've started a notebook with everything I spend, I'm keeping receipts, and we'll try to see what I'm doing, and it really makes you think about what you're buying.
And I'm happy to say, I already find progress, in that I haven't bought chocolate frosting in two weeks. :)
And I suppose there are other things, but that's all I've got right now, my brain's on the fritz, a bit...
I'll be on more often, I hope.
Love you all...
Saturday, July 26, 2008
21 Shirts...
How does one person even have that many shirts?
It boggles the mind...
So, pretty slow here at the Clean n Press until the aforementioned order, which takes up about a half hour in itself, so I'm not completely bored, just halfway there...
At least I've got good music to keep me company.
:)
...
And the phone just rang and I had a 'The Sweetest Thing' moment.
Awkward...
If you've seen the movie, think Jane and the dry-cleaners...
Yeah...
If you haven't seen the movie, then you probably shouldn't, actually, lol.
...
But back to work now, and maybe I'll write more later...
It boggles the mind...
So, pretty slow here at the Clean n Press until the aforementioned order, which takes up about a half hour in itself, so I'm not completely bored, just halfway there...
At least I've got good music to keep me company.
:)
...
And the phone just rang and I had a 'The Sweetest Thing' moment.
Awkward...
If you've seen the movie, think Jane and the dry-cleaners...
Yeah...
If you haven't seen the movie, then you probably shouldn't, actually, lol.
...
But back to work now, and maybe I'll write more later...
Sunday, July 20, 2008
I keep assuming...
That people think I'm weird, just because I think I'm weird.
How weird is that?
Lol, seriously, though, it's sometimes hard to remember that there is NO SUCH THING as normal, and so I can't compare my quirks to anyone else.
There is NO comparison.
Of course that won't stop me from trying to make one...
But, really, I have to stop putting myself down in front of other people...
I'm not going to assume what they think...
But I think that by doing that, I'm almost begging for contradictions and I come off as needy and under-confident in my own abilities, but really, I'm not.
I just for some reason want people to think that.
I think I'm going to be praying for some self-control, so that I can act the way I am, not the way I think I should be...
Does that make sense?
How weird is that?
Lol, seriously, though, it's sometimes hard to remember that there is NO SUCH THING as normal, and so I can't compare my quirks to anyone else.
There is NO comparison.
Of course that won't stop me from trying to make one...
But, really, I have to stop putting myself down in front of other people...
I'm not going to assume what they think...
But I think that by doing that, I'm almost begging for contradictions and I come off as needy and under-confident in my own abilities, but really, I'm not.
I just for some reason want people to think that.
I think I'm going to be praying for some self-control, so that I can act the way I am, not the way I think I should be...
Does that make sense?
Thursday, July 17, 2008
"I need some sleep...
Time to put the old horse down..."
Though, no that wasn't me, really, that was my friend and my cousin...July obviously sucks for horses...
Random...
Actually I just had the song in my head so I started writing the lyrics...
Though what I'm really listening to is "Run to You" by Bryan Adams...
Can you say 'old-school'?
Like whoa...
ANYWAYS............
I'm up at the lake for the weekend
(VACATION!!)
And life is all 'YAY!!' at the moment
Though I'm kinda tired, it being late and all
But I made it up here without a single wrong turn
And no directions to check if I did
So definitely progress...
And I'm going to get a tan, which will be AWESOME!!!
-- for those of you who are unbelievers, I will prove myself
No more pale English girl
Whatever that means...
Emma needs sleep!!
Oh, and also some type of chocolate...
Augh...
I'm wearing pink today.
And I look pdh in it
(that's pretty d*mn hott, btw)
Plus I've got funky sunglasses I've been wearing all day
Thank the makers of contacts
But I really need sleep now...
Can you believe it's already July?
I mean crazy
I'm stuck in a time-loop I think
"And we danced all night..."
Prom sucks, did you know that?
Emma needs sleep...
Good night!
Though, no that wasn't me, really, that was my friend and my cousin...July obviously sucks for horses...
Random...
Actually I just had the song in my head so I started writing the lyrics...
Though what I'm really listening to is "Run to You" by Bryan Adams...
Can you say 'old-school'?
Like whoa...
ANYWAYS............
I'm up at the lake for the weekend
(VACATION!!)
And life is all 'YAY!!' at the moment
Though I'm kinda tired, it being late and all
But I made it up here without a single wrong turn
And no directions to check if I did
So definitely progress...
And I'm going to get a tan, which will be AWESOME!!!
-- for those of you who are unbelievers, I will prove myself
No more pale English girl
Whatever that means...
Emma needs sleep!!
Oh, and also some type of chocolate...
Augh...
I'm wearing pink today.
And I look pdh in it
(that's pretty d*mn hott, btw)
Plus I've got funky sunglasses I've been wearing all day
Thank the makers of contacts
But I really need sleep now...
Can you believe it's already July?
I mean crazy
I'm stuck in a time-loop I think
"And we danced all night..."
Prom sucks, did you know that?
Emma needs sleep...
Good night!
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Workin 9 to 5
And then from six til about midnight.
YAY!!
Lol, but it's not bad, I've got time to think and time to listen and time to get through about seventy country songs on my computer I've somehow never listened to...
Okay, I exaggerate.
Obviously.
But here are a few I've missed over the years...
"Ain't What It Used to Be" by Billy Currington
"Country by the Grace of God" by Chris Cagle
"The Ballad of Mr. Jenkins" by Craig Morgan
"Completely" by Diamond Rio
"Back to You" by Faith Hill
"Rodeo or Mexico" by Garth Brooks
"Carried Away" by George Straight
"Cool" by John Michael Montgomery
"Back to Me" and "Away" by Kathleen Edwards
"Boston" by Kenny Chesney
And others, too...
Makes me wonder what else I've missed
YAY!!
Lol, but it's not bad, I've got time to think and time to listen and time to get through about seventy country songs on my computer I've somehow never listened to...
Okay, I exaggerate.
Obviously.
But here are a few I've missed over the years...
"Ain't What It Used to Be" by Billy Currington
"Country by the Grace of God" by Chris Cagle
"The Ballad of Mr. Jenkins" by Craig Morgan
"Completely" by Diamond Rio
"Back to You" by Faith Hill
"Rodeo or Mexico" by Garth Brooks
"Carried Away" by George Straight
"Cool" by John Michael Montgomery
"Back to Me" and "Away" by Kathleen Edwards
"Boston" by Kenny Chesney
And others, too...
Makes me wonder what else I've missed
Monday, July 7, 2008
Reality check from Science Fiction...
So...
I was totally upset that they didn't all live happily ever after...
And I started to cry...
I mean, honestly, it was really sad...
He may or may not live...
She's already gone...
And even the cat got hit...
But then I thought to myself...
'Why does it always have to be happily ever after?'
Have I been reading too many romance novels?
Have I been watching too many romantic comedies?
I mean, seriously...
Life doesn't always turn out well...
A real downer...
But sometimes the truth hurts, right?
Let's just hope that next time it doesn't make me cry myself to sleep...
I was totally upset that they didn't all live happily ever after...
And I started to cry...
I mean, honestly, it was really sad...
He may or may not live...
She's already gone...
And even the cat got hit...
But then I thought to myself...
'Why does it always have to be happily ever after?'
Have I been reading too many romance novels?
Have I been watching too many romantic comedies?
I mean, seriously...
Life doesn't always turn out well...
A real downer...
But sometimes the truth hurts, right?
Let's just hope that next time it doesn't make me cry myself to sleep...
Monday, June 30, 2008
Chet Hanson is my Boyfriend...
It's tweaked, of course, cuz it's in the dream world...
Such as living alone with Dad, cuz no one else exists anymore...
And living next-door to my eleventh-grade English teacher...
(Though Mrs. Weber was pretty cool)
And living on a lake...
Where the water comes up past the house sometimes...
(How dumb is that?)
And my room is painted, but different, and I'm trying to paint a cool flower, but I misjudge the lines...
And then on the other side, we have the man of our dreams, who lives with his mother Gwen, though she's called CW, short for 'Claire's Wife' and Claire is her girlfriend...
And the house is actually a restaurant, at least on the main level, which is pretty sweet...
(But still weird, you know?)
And, guess what?
I'm still only nineteen...
And he's younger of course...
(WHAT IS THIS OBSESSION WITH YOUNGER GUYS??? AUGH...)
And before I know his name, he kisses me...
And Dad freaks out about me having a boyfriend so there's no privacy...
Until we hide out in Weber's backyard with a bunch of gray cats...
(Why gray? I do not know...)
And Dad calls her, asking if she knows where we are, but she doesn't give us away, only tells us not to do anything wrong...
Whereafter I tell her I don't do that sort of thing, never have...
And he's totally surprised by that, but doesn't freak over it...
Though he does ask how many boyfriends I've had...
(JUST ONE, THANK YOU!!)
And we can hear my Dad calling for us...
And then someone turns the music up...
And I'm back in the real world...
*sigh*
Such as living alone with Dad, cuz no one else exists anymore...
And living next-door to my eleventh-grade English teacher...
(Though Mrs. Weber was pretty cool)
And living on a lake...
Where the water comes up past the house sometimes...
(How dumb is that?)
And my room is painted, but different, and I'm trying to paint a cool flower, but I misjudge the lines...
And then on the other side, we have the man of our dreams, who lives with his mother Gwen, though she's called CW, short for 'Claire's Wife' and Claire is her girlfriend...
And the house is actually a restaurant, at least on the main level, which is pretty sweet...
(But still weird, you know?)
And, guess what?
I'm still only nineteen...
And he's younger of course...
(WHAT IS THIS OBSESSION WITH YOUNGER GUYS??? AUGH...)
And before I know his name, he kisses me...
And Dad freaks out about me having a boyfriend so there's no privacy...
Until we hide out in Weber's backyard with a bunch of gray cats...
(Why gray? I do not know...)
And Dad calls her, asking if she knows where we are, but she doesn't give us away, only tells us not to do anything wrong...
Whereafter I tell her I don't do that sort of thing, never have...
And he's totally surprised by that, but doesn't freak over it...
Though he does ask how many boyfriends I've had...
(JUST ONE, THANK YOU!!)
And we can hear my Dad calling for us...
And then someone turns the music up...
And I'm back in the real world...
*sigh*
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Online Dating...
So, I was browsing through people on MySpace for no reason that I could discern and I came upon this kid who lives nearby, is in the military, a little older than me, has an almost two-year-old daughter, but is separated from the Mom, and as I read his site I became more and more intrigued, and so...
I wrote to him.
A sort of long, rambling letter.
Because, he asks, in his 'Who I'd Like To Meet' thing for anyone who wants to be friends to tell a little about themselves.
So I did.
Maybe more than I little, I don't know.
And I started thinking how crazy a thing that was to do.
I mean, he could be some psychotic freakazoid person that I just let into my life.
He could be an April.
*shudders*
But he could be something special...
Or even just a really good friend.
So the real question is, on a scale of one to seventeen, just how crazy am I?
(And please keep in mind that fractions do NOT count)
I wrote to him.
A sort of long, rambling letter.
Because, he asks, in his 'Who I'd Like To Meet' thing for anyone who wants to be friends to tell a little about themselves.
So I did.
Maybe more than I little, I don't know.
And I started thinking how crazy a thing that was to do.
I mean, he could be some psychotic freakazoid person that I just let into my life.
He could be an April.
*shudders*
But he could be something special...
Or even just a really good friend.
So the real question is, on a scale of one to seventeen, just how crazy am I?
(And please keep in mind that fractions do NOT count)
Monday, June 23, 2008
Life Plans
So I was reading my sister's blog
(I have it listed under 'Jessie da Bomb' for those of you interested in reading it as well)
And I started thinking about all the 'Life Plans' I'd made for myself, and I was thinking, so far, none of them have come true that I can think of. Perhaps I'll find one as I go on, but let me give you some examples:
(I have it listed under 'Jessie da Bomb' for those of you interested in reading it as well)
And I started thinking about all the 'Life Plans' I'd made for myself, and I was thinking, so far, none of them have come true that I can think of. Perhaps I'll find one as I go on, but let me give you some examples:
- I wanted to be the first in the family to get his/her license on time.
I was a day before twenty, later than my brother and sister, and my younger sister got it the next day, AT SIXTEEN. - I wanted to go PSEO like my sister and my friend Heidi, and finish college early.
I nearly didn't pass high school and I've decided, for the time being, not to return to college, at least until I figure out how to pass math, haha. - I wanted to be moved out and on my own by eighteen.
I'm still livin in the basement and money runs through my hands like water. - I wanted to be married by twenty-one.
I've got less than three months to go and no prospects in sight because my ex decided he'd rather be a priest and the only person to really catch my interest since then turned out to be hitting for the other side. - ...
And okay, so I can't think of any other 'Life Plans' at the moment, mostly just short-term goals, like 'Learn how to drive a manual' and 'Keep room clean for more than a day' and simple things like that. But it seems everything important just isn't meant to be...
Is it me? Am I doing something wrong?
Or does God have something bigger and better in mind?
I can only hope so...
Saturday, June 21, 2008
I have so much laundry to do...
And yet I haven't even started...
How's that for a lack of discipline?
PLUS
I stayed up late last night talking to a friend who wants to be more, but I absolutely don't, and even though I enjoyed the conversation (for the most part) I really wanted to sleep, and yet I'm too mean to actually TELL him, so it was nearly one-thirty before he left.
And so, I slept in.
Until about an hour ago.
And I only woke up because I had a dream of my baby sister falling off the roof.
What was she doing up there in the first place?
And the window wouldn't open all the way so I could go after her, because running down the hall, down the stairs, out the door and around the house would take too long.
And it freaked me out.
And when I woke up, I had to pause to get my heartbeat back to normal while I told myself that I would hear people freaking out upstairs if that had really happened.
But I can't dwell on that right now...
Time for laundry...
How's that for a lack of discipline?
PLUS
I stayed up late last night talking to a friend who wants to be more, but I absolutely don't, and even though I enjoyed the conversation (for the most part) I really wanted to sleep, and yet I'm too mean to actually TELL him, so it was nearly one-thirty before he left.
And so, I slept in.
Until about an hour ago.
And I only woke up because I had a dream of my baby sister falling off the roof.
What was she doing up there in the first place?
And the window wouldn't open all the way so I could go after her, because running down the hall, down the stairs, out the door and around the house would take too long.
And it freaked me out.
And when I woke up, I had to pause to get my heartbeat back to normal while I told myself that I would hear people freaking out upstairs if that had really happened.
But I can't dwell on that right now...
Time for laundry...
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
I can't afford a shrink...
So you'll have to do.
Sometimes it seems everything is about HIM.
All the music is about him...
All the movies are about him...
Everything I do somehow comes back to him.
And I've told myself, IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE!!
Which, since I have, actually helps.
But sometimes, sometimes, I regress, and I can't help but think about him...
I thought I had an antidote.
There's a picture I took on my phone a while back, where he was getting tired of my taking pictures, and so he flicked me off, though still smiling. And I was browsing through those pictures when I came across that one, and it made me laugh, and I thought to myself, 'This is perfect. He's a jerk, so this proves it, and I won't have to moon over him anymore.'
And, strange and twisted as that seems, it was working.
But I just bought a new phone, and there are no pictures of him being mean to me so what am I supposed to do now?
Can you tell me that?
In other news...
I'm taking pictures at the county fair today, for the judging for 4H.
It should be fun, though I'll have to dig out my sunscreen and all, but I kind of like being outside these days...I'm coming out of my shell and all...or my lair, as my mom calls it, haha...
And then later tonight, we're practicing our skit for performance on Saturday and Sunday, which is pretty exciting, I think.
Now if only I could figure out what my role is, I'd be great...
Sunday, June 15, 2008
"Leaning on a lamppost..."
Sometimes I wish it was that simple.
To just be waiting, knowing that your special someone will come by, and all you have to do...
Is wait.
Which, okay, might sound difficult, but it's only difficult if you're doing something.
Or if you don't actually know that someone's coming, you just hope.
I wish life was really like they say in songs...
To just be waiting, knowing that your special someone will come by, and all you have to do...
Is wait.
Which, okay, might sound difficult, but it's only difficult if you're doing something.
Or if you don't actually know that someone's coming, you just hope.
I wish life was really like they say in songs...
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
All Wet...
The rain won't stop.
And the lightning keeps flashing.
And the thunder crashes afterwards.
And I think I should clean my room since I can't hang out outside and the television holds no interest...
I used to like dancing in the rain...
I always had so much fun at our house on Cady Circle...
But then we moved to the 'Great State of Minnesota' and the rain turned cold...
Bummer...
Pray for sunshine...
And the lightning keeps flashing.
And the thunder crashes afterwards.
And I think I should clean my room since I can't hang out outside and the television holds no interest...
I used to like dancing in the rain...
I always had so much fun at our house on Cady Circle...
But then we moved to the 'Great State of Minnesota' and the rain turned cold...
Bummer...
Pray for sunshine...
Monday, June 2, 2008
Breakfast for Lunch...
Recently I've become obsessed with books on tape (or CD, as the case may be.)
I know it takes longer to get through it out loud than it does on paper, but if I don't have something in my hand, then I can do other things, like sweep the floor, sort my laundry, fold my laundry, and even reorganize my room so it's actually clean.
Go figure.
But sometimes, I'm stupid about it.
Last night, for instance.
I got home from work at about ten, chatted with my brother and sister until about eleven-thirty, and started playing around on my computer until about twelve and I thought to myself: 'Hey, maybe I should get some sleep, as I've actually got plans tomorrow.' So I change into pjs, turn off the light, and am about to shut off my computer when I remember that I'm supposed to have all the books I own finished before the fall.
But, strangely enough, I don't even want to read.
So what do I do instead?
I pick up one of those audio books, slip the disk into my computer, and listen...
Until about four-thirty this morning.
Hence, we have, 'Breakfast for Lunch...'
Sometimes I amaze even myself...
I know it takes longer to get through it out loud than it does on paper, but if I don't have something in my hand, then I can do other things, like sweep the floor, sort my laundry, fold my laundry, and even reorganize my room so it's actually clean.
Go figure.
But sometimes, I'm stupid about it.
Last night, for instance.
I got home from work at about ten, chatted with my brother and sister until about eleven-thirty, and started playing around on my computer until about twelve and I thought to myself: 'Hey, maybe I should get some sleep, as I've actually got plans tomorrow.' So I change into pjs, turn off the light, and am about to shut off my computer when I remember that I'm supposed to have all the books I own finished before the fall.
But, strangely enough, I don't even want to read.
So what do I do instead?
I pick up one of those audio books, slip the disk into my computer, and listen...
Until about four-thirty this morning.
Hence, we have, 'Breakfast for Lunch...'
Sometimes I amaze even myself...
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Sometimes, you just have to cry...
Today, for instance.
It's been a pretty decent day, overall.
I got to go to a bookstore with one of my friends, and I picked up the most awesome book with Werecats --that's right, CATS!!-- and I found a few others to put on my wish lists.
(THINK LORI FOSTER AND LISA JACKSON)
I made an omelet for the first time!! And, okay, so not all by myself, exactly, and it was kinda messed up in shape and form, but I DID IT!! And it was PDD (Pretty Darn Delicious, lol).
I made about forty bucks at work tonight, plus I got like five and a half hours on my next paycheck, so I'm all like 'SWEET!'
And yet, before I finished vacuuming and doing dishes and setting tables and all, I sat down in the banquet room, put my head in my hands, and wasted about five minutes crying for no reason that I could quite discern.
It just felt overwhelming and like the world was falling down around me...
But I couldn't tell you why, so don't ask.
Just pray that it gets better...
*sighs*
It's been a pretty decent day, overall.
I got to go to a bookstore with one of my friends, and I picked up the most awesome book with Werecats --that's right, CATS!!-- and I found a few others to put on my wish lists.
(THINK LORI FOSTER AND LISA JACKSON)
I made an omelet for the first time!! And, okay, so not all by myself, exactly, and it was kinda messed up in shape and form, but I DID IT!! And it was PDD (Pretty Darn Delicious, lol).
I made about forty bucks at work tonight, plus I got like five and a half hours on my next paycheck, so I'm all like 'SWEET!'
And yet, before I finished vacuuming and doing dishes and setting tables and all, I sat down in the banquet room, put my head in my hands, and wasted about five minutes crying for no reason that I could quite discern.
It just felt overwhelming and like the world was falling down around me...
But I couldn't tell you why, so don't ask.
Just pray that it gets better...
*sighs*
Friday, May 23, 2008
Totally crazy...
So most of you know my brother Jay; he's calm, cool, quiet, and relatively on the level and not flaky or anything...until tonight.
He didn't come home from school.
He wasn't at his friends'.
He wasn't hiding out in the barn.
He wasn't walkin' down the road.
His girlfriend hadn't talked to him today.
Or so she said.
About ten minutes after midnight, he showed up, escorted by the cops, and not really knowing just how worried we all were until we all clamored for hugs.
It seems that the girlfriend had kept him away from the phone, cuz apparently she wanted him all to herself. And she didn't care about the four messages we'd left, one from Mom, three from me, worried about him, crying (at least on my behalf) about him, just plain wondering where he'd got to. Probably, she'd planned to keep him to herself all night, but we'd given the cops her number, so she finally answered when she saw them on the caller ID.
It's kind of funny...
But we were so worried...
I was freakin' out, actually, and I couldn't sleep...
I still can't sleep, haha...
And I'm trying not to think mean thoughts about her, but until further notice, I'm not going to talk to her, even though we're friends.
Is that wrong?
Or is it okay that I feel completely justified in doing so?
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Oh-so-slow...
We had two deliveries today.
No, three.
But one was from an old co-worker, and for some reason, she gets half-price, so the store doesn't profit.
There were no carry-outs.
No dine-ins.
The only money made was from a nickel I found under a table when I was cleaning up after last night's waitress...
It's kinda sad.
And I understand the economy right now sucks, but our parking lot was full.
FULL.
And they were all at Linda's Cafe...
If I were a mean person, I'd wish a curse upon them, but I'm not...
I just need to keep praying I guess...
It's hard though.
Argh...
Sorry to barf my irritations on you all...
=P
No, three.
But one was from an old co-worker, and for some reason, she gets half-price, so the store doesn't profit.
There were no carry-outs.
No dine-ins.
The only money made was from a nickel I found under a table when I was cleaning up after last night's waitress...
It's kinda sad.
And I understand the economy right now sucks, but our parking lot was full.
FULL.
And they were all at Linda's Cafe...
If I were a mean person, I'd wish a curse upon them, but I'm not...
I just need to keep praying I guess...
It's hard though.
Argh...
Sorry to barf my irritations on you all...
=P
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Note to self: Do Not Wear Long-Sleeved Shirts to Work!!!
Seriously it got super busy, and I only just got home twenty minutes ago!!! (That's 11:40pm my time) And so I was really hot and aggravated and I had, like, fourteen tables!! BUT, I didn't freak out --YAY FOR ME!!!-- and I got good tips that I can put towards...things...umm...whatever...lol, and I got a lot of hours for my next paycheck, too.
Sweetnes, right?
On another note...
I'M ALL OUT OF CRACKERS!!!
So, I've been riding my bike to work the past couple days, cuz gas is so EXPENSIVE, like WHOA (except Saturday, cuz it was raining big time) and I'm likin' it, though using muscles that have atrophied, lol.
(Another note to self: DO NOT BIKE RIDE FIVE MILES TO WORK WHEN YOU HAVEN'T BEEN GETTING ANY REAL EXERCISE SINCE OCTOBER!!!)
But I was hungry when I got home, and I noticed the crackers right next to the computer but I just ate the last one!!
Argh...
So, obviously I'm a bit crazy tonight. =)
Course, that's why you all love me...
But, I have another job interview tomorrow, so I better get some sleep!!!
Love you all...
Sweetnes, right?
On another note...
I'M ALL OUT OF CRACKERS!!!
So, I've been riding my bike to work the past couple days, cuz gas is so EXPENSIVE, like WHOA (except Saturday, cuz it was raining big time) and I'm likin' it, though using muscles that have atrophied, lol.
(Another note to self: DO NOT BIKE RIDE FIVE MILES TO WORK WHEN YOU HAVEN'T BEEN GETTING ANY REAL EXERCISE SINCE OCTOBER!!!)
But I was hungry when I got home, and I noticed the crackers right next to the computer but I just ate the last one!!
Argh...
So, obviously I'm a bit crazy tonight. =)
Course, that's why you all love me...
But, I have another job interview tomorrow, so I better get some sleep!!!
Love you all...
Friday, May 9, 2008
Memories from way-back-when...
Pepsi really tastes bad
And it looks weird too
So I recommend
You drink Mountain Dew
But if you're not a thrill-seeker
And you want somethin' new
Drink Coca-Cola
Or I'll kill you
The sun would've shined
And the birds
They would've sang
But you didn't drink Coke
So you heard my guns bang
Coca-Cola was always fun
Until you decided to drink Pepsi One
... .... ....
Always Coca-Cola!
And it looks weird too
So I recommend
You drink Mountain Dew
But if you're not a thrill-seeker
And you want somethin' new
Drink Coca-Cola
Or I'll kill you
The sun would've shined
And the birds
They would've sang
But you didn't drink Coke
So you heard my guns bang
Coca-Cola was always fun
Until you decided to drink Pepsi One
... .... ....
Always Coca-Cola!
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
A little freak-out moment...
So last night I was working with this kid Eddie --though I shouldn't call him a kid, he's thirty, lol-- but anyway, so we got on the subject of relationships and all, and I asked him how many he'd been in. He had eight or nine pretty major ones, with a bunch of what I'm assuming are 'one-night stands' in between (SHAME, SHAME), and the girl he's with now, they've been together sixty-one months, aka five years --he has a thing for months, lol. And I said that's pretty impressive, when's the wedding, haha, and has he had other really long ones, then? And he said the others ranged from three to six months, except one that was initially three months, but then a few years later, they were together for about thirty-three (?) months, almost three years anyway, and I could only stare at him for a moment before asking "How can you leave someone after being together that long?" He laughed, shrugged, said, "I have no idea, really." And I stared a moment more, thinking how sad that was, saying how sad that was, and that I had to go do something else before I started crying.
He thought I was joking.
At least, he did until he came up behind me while I was trying very hard to concentrate on wrapping up the salad bar, and asked how many boyfriends I'd had. One word answer, "One," very easy, but my mood is off, so I'm struggling, and then he asked how long it'd gone on. I can't breathe, I'm not looking at him, not at the salad, not at anything, trying to calm myself, but it comes through as I answer brokenly after a moment "Almost twenty months." And he finally notices my tears, and is all shocked and asks what's wrong, to which I reply, "Nothing, it's stupid, I mean, if you don't care, why should I?"
But it obviously freaked him out as he only nodded and walked away.
He apologized later, though I told him it wasn't his fault I was so empathic (or pathetic, haha), but I think he's going to watch closer what he says around me, cuz I'm obviously an emotional girl and he can't handle emotions...
Typical guy...
Monday, May 5, 2008
Around the world in less than eighty days...
And I'm so jealous that I'm not with them...
My grandparents, that is.
They're going to all the places I want to go and more, and I've always dreamed of traveling but somehow I think that's not going to happen. I just have too much on my plate and my money is due for other things and it just really irritates me...
WHY??
Oh, I wish...
Never mind, I'm just going to pray for contentment...
My grandparents, that is.
They're going to all the places I want to go and more, and I've always dreamed of traveling but somehow I think that's not going to happen. I just have too much on my plate and my money is due for other things and it just really irritates me...
WHY??
Oh, I wish...
Never mind, I'm just going to pray for contentment...
Friday, May 2, 2008
I've done it again...
Relying only on the caffeine of Hershey's chocolate to keep me awake, I didn't get to sleep until nearly three, forced myself awake at six, wrote up a half-assed paper on Prince for my history of rock and roll class --that was due TODAY-- and ended up being brilliant once more.
Just think what would happen if I actually applied myself...
Hmmm...
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Just a little drama...
So we have a choir concert coming up this next Sunday --for those of you in the area, I would ask you please make time in your schedule to attend-- and my choir director brought up an interesting point in practice today: Not once, the entire semester, has absolutely everyone been at practice together. There's always someone, or several someones missing. I just can't stand that; I mean, you paid for the class, you knew what time it starts and ends, and yet you can just decide, "Oh, I don't feel like singing today, so I'm not going"? It makes me soooooo angry...
Granted, I have to miss a practice tomorrow, but unfortunately for me, no one else is qualified to train in the new waitress. At least I have a good reason, right? I mean, I've asked some people why they weren't at practice, and they're like, "Oh, one of my friends wanted to hang out," or "I slept in" --and the class starts at NOON!!!-- saying it's no big deal, BUT IT IS!!! and other such things that get on my nerves...
And drive our poor director to distraction, because how can she be confident of a choir that is MIA?
I wish people would just be responsible and dependable and whatever other '-ble' word fits...
Ugh...
In other news...
I think I may be cutting some trips this summer, as my car is dead.
So sad...
But, such is life...
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
I'M BACK!!!
New York was abfab...
Absolutely fabulous...
I spent way too much money...
On myself...
Had way too much fun...
*wink-wink*
And am now so tired I feel I could sleep forever...
(But not in my room, cuz it's FREEZING down there!!)
My roommates were the most awesome people...
~~ I love you Twins and Allie-gator!! ~~
And despite the fact I got lost, I talked to a hot cop because of it, so all was good, lol...
I LOVE NEW YORK!!!
And I'm seriously thinking of another visit in like...well, maybe...
Huh...
Well, whatever, it was awesome, and as soon as I figure out how to put pix up here for it, I will, lol...
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Finally...
I'm packed!!
Or not, lol...
But, on a lighter note, I've gotten more donations for the Robbinsdale Women's Center, and I am HAPPY!!! I just really love the RWC and all they stand for and I hope to find time in the future to volunteer my time to help them out. And for those of you who aren't able to donate now...
There will be other times, so don't think I won't keep asking.
=)
But now, back to my conversation, as it's hard to type and pay attention to her speaking at the same time...
Or not, lol...
But, on a lighter note, I've gotten more donations for the Robbinsdale Women's Center, and I am HAPPY!!! I just really love the RWC and all they stand for and I hope to find time in the future to volunteer my time to help them out. And for those of you who aren't able to donate now...
There will be other times, so don't think I won't keep asking.
=)
But now, back to my conversation, as it's hard to type and pay attention to her speaking at the same time...
Why, Oh, Why...
I don't think I'm cut out for normal life.
Things just don't seem to work the way I think they should...
And yet everyone else has no problems with it.
Am I that crazy?
Or do I just need more sleep...?
In other news...
I have a pile of clean clothes on my bed that could clothe an entire army
(or at least a single regiment)
My hair is starting to look less crazy curls and more waves
I'm leaving for New York in less than twenty-four hours and I'm not packed yet.
My phone bill is late once more.
And I think I'm going to ask one of my guyfriends out, but I'm not sure how...
Any suggestions?
Things just don't seem to work the way I think they should...
And yet everyone else has no problems with it.
Am I that crazy?
Or do I just need more sleep...?
In other news...
I have a pile of clean clothes on my bed that could clothe an entire army
(or at least a single regiment)
My hair is starting to look less crazy curls and more waves
I'm leaving for New York in less than twenty-four hours and I'm not packed yet.
My phone bill is late once more.
And I think I'm going to ask one of my guyfriends out, but I'm not sure how...
Any suggestions?
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