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|Tuesday, February 19th, 2008|
stupid fucking financial aid! i filled out an application for a loan before the semester started, right? yeah, so i haven't gotten the check yet...so i call. i call the loan company, they say that the school hasn't sent them the information, so i call the school. they say that they got my application february fucking 13th! so now i have to wait another month or so to get my stupid fucking money...pieces of poo....frustration....grr....
|Sunday, February 17th, 2008|
I can't stop eating chocolate.....it tastes sooooo good...but makes me feel soooo bad....damn double edge swords.
|Tuesday, February 12th, 2008|
So I know this is an old album, but i was listening to Usher's Confessions the other night, and there's this song on there that i assume is called "number 1", and it says "this is for you, my number one." but here's the question. who is his number one? because the rest of that cd is about him cheating on his girl, and getting the girl he was cheating with pregnant. so i ask, who is his number one? his girlfriend? or his mistress?
|Sunday, February 3rd, 2008|
so i find myself sitting here at 3:22 a.m. watching Ella Enchanted, a movie i'm not sure that i'm proud to say i've seen a few times (though the book was amazing). I got home from a much needed game up "catch-up" with some people i like to consider good friends, people who i don't get to see often. We party hopped a little, but the last party we were at was so large, and in such a small space, that the floor caved in...quite literally. they cracked the ceiling of the apartment below. we decided to jet after that. we went, got a beer, and just talked. it was nice. i really do miss them.
i've realized lately that i miss a lot of people. and (though i think he might think this strange to read), the one i miss the most is saxon. i like to think that we were close in high school, and stayed in a similar condition through the beginnings of college. but, it seemed, almost at once, that we just lost it. we had a really good friendship for a very long time, and i by no means believe it to be completely gone, but, as change is inevitable, its just different. we made a lot of good memories in high school. he was the only one i was allowed to have in the car for a while when i first started driving, because he was the only one my parents trusted. they still ask how he's doing on occasion and want to know when they are going to see him next. i wonder the same things sometimes. i miss him.
i just got another job. by another i mean supplemental, not replacement. i think it'll be fun. but on the same hand,its frustrating. i seem to be working non-stop. and i don't think i spend a terrible amount on frivolous things. but i can never seem to keep up on the bills. it seems like its been like that for a very long time. and it will be for a little while longer. i'm just a little worn out. but life will go on. slowly, but surely. and its not like work is the only thing i have.=) it just seems like it sometimes.
its funny, i wanted to write this long, well written glimpse into my life right now. but i just got tired of it. i guess that's the eloquent truth of my life right now. i just get tired of it easily. i'm glad i have it, but i really can't find the energy for it sometimes.
i'm done. bedtime i guess. and pretzels. i want pretzels.
|Monday, January 28th, 2008|
|I love these things!
Top 10 Pick up lines I found tonight...
10. My lenses turn dark in the sunshine of your love.
9. You be the biscuits, I'll be the gravy, lets do breakfast sometime.
8. You MUST have a nice personality. or I'm good at math. U+I=69. (tied)
7. (walk up to the chick) Ok, you can stand next to me as long as you don't talk about it.
6. You must have a ninja in your pants because your ass is kickin.
5. Do you have any raisins? No? How bout a date?
4. You're like a prize winning fish, I don't know whether to eat you or mount you. (So good! haha)
3. What has 142 teeth and holds back the Incredible Hulk? My zipper.
2. They call me coffee cuz I grind so good!
1. Should I buy tickets to your fantastic voyage?
SOO GOOD! There are a few honorable mentions that I could...well mention...but that might be a long list. So suffice it to say that tonight's hunt was a success.
As for the life aspect of posting-ness, life is good. I got to stay with Ben for TWO HOLE NIGHTS! Lucky us huh? Actually, its is lucky us, that doesn't happen too often, and it was wonderful. I promise I'll get better at racquetball babe. It was really nice to be with him. I kind of liked the feeling of waiting for him to get off work. =) I felt all girlfriend-y. Oooh chills. haha
I finally went grocery shopping for the first time in like a month and a half. I was down to a thing of ramen and 8 packets of instant mashed potatoes (you tell your mother you want some potatoes and she sends you the instant equivalent of a farm). Oh and ritz crackers. Those were many a meal for me for a while. Haha. That and fast food...blech! No more fast food for me for a while. Even side salads have lost their luster. (Not that they had much to begin with). I ended up spending a whole shit ton at Publix, but on the upside, I had my first balanced meal in a while. So my body says thank you, and I say a hearty "you're welcome." Now to start my work out regimen, and life will be grand.
Well, since this thing couldn't be any longer, i'll wrap it up. I guess I'll do more of a bloggy style thing next time.
P.S....Cloverfield is worth it...unless you have motion sickness. (But if it were me, i'd pop some dramamine and give it a shot)
|Sunday, January 6th, 2008|
|School time once again
So I was counting tonight, and I've had 21 first days of school, and tomorrow will make 22. (I didn't go to pre-school) And with every single one, I've gotten butterflies. Its one of the most wonderful feelings in the world. Even if you know what you think you're going to get yourself into, and have a pretty good idea of how the classes are going to go, there is always new people, new teachers, new material, new, new, new. Its actually a feeling I anticipate greatly every year, or semester, like in recent years. There is nothing better in the world, than going to the store the night before school starts, and sifting through what's left to find the perfect combination of notebooks, folders, pens, pencils and, the pies de resistance,...a new Pink Pet eraser. Even if I don't need one, which is becoming more frequent these days, what will me using pen more often, I always pick one up. A smooth, unused, shiny Pink Pet eraser is one of the most satisfying things to hold. I don't know why. It just is. Its like Spring to me, with the blooming of the flowers, and the buzzing of the bees, and the overall feeling of newness. That eraser is like a beginning., as symbol of anticipation and excitement, and one of my favorite parts about the first day of school routine. (And yes, i did pick one up this semester)
Its funny, because no matter how stressful school gets, and how much i sometimes strongly dislike the idea of it, i always have the greatest days on the first day of school. Hopefully tomorrow will continue the trend.
Good luck to all who are going back. Don't let the man get you down, and, especially for those in college, don't let the money scare you. Its just paper after all....paper with a shit load of pull in this world. =)
Love ya guys!
|Tuesday, January 1st, 2008|
|feel like posting
i wish they had old Twilight Zone marathons all the time. I just don't get tired of them. Like ever. I heart William Shatner and his horrible acting skills. He...sees a gremlin...on the...wing. Anyway....so I guess I could recap life or something.
School is on heiadus right now....spelling is awful, i know. you'll live. Anyway, got a lot of stresses with that, and no matter how much i try to avoid them, they always have a sneaky way of creeping back up on you. Semester starts soon...yippee.
Still dating Ben, and I think its going well. I'm happy. I think he's happy....I hope so anyway. It sucks though, because between lack of funds and mobility, we don't get to see each other very often. We probably see eachother more than we think, but it just seems like an eternity. I can't help it, i love the kid. he makes me all tingly on the inside. =) he puts up with my craziness....and i can be a little much to handle sometimes. my logic makes no sense to a normal person. =) and he thinks i'm pretty. =)
i had a dream that i gave birth to angelina jolie's asian plastic baby. and that they didn't know who the father was, it was either brad pitt or george cloney, but they artificially inseminated me, and still didn't know who the father was. but it came out asian and plastic....yeah don't know either. i truly adore my dreams. i should start writing them down. i'm sure i have a film career in the making. =)
i miss my ben.....
|Thursday, December 6th, 2007|
almost to my last final.
maybe staying here for christmas won't be so bad....at least i get to spend it with the most beautiful boy in the universe.
if things were perfect, maybe i could try out my dream....if only i had a room of trampolines =)
at least i get to see my family on New Years/our version of Christmas.
i want to go to a bar and meet random people.
|Thursday, November 1st, 2007|
Boys II Men, my personal favorite love of all time.
that was hard to say.
|Tuesday, October 23rd, 2007|
So I had a dream the other night that I told Kanye West off for not being original. I even came up with a little freestyle rap for him, telling him how he only takes beats from previous artists, and doesn't know how to come up with original ones. I can't, for the life of me, remember how the rap went right now, but it was pretty amazing, I'm considering a career. Anyway, back to the dream, I told him that I enjoyed his music, but that I was disappointed in him, and that he should be ashamed of himself.
This is really funny because a few months ago, I had a dream that I was telling off Shia LeBeouf because he was a jerk. I told him I was disappointed in him as well. =)
I think the whole Kanye thing came to be because, I saw him on SNL this weekend, and well...
(1) He becomes less and less attractive the more he opens his mouth. Harsh, I know, but I'm serious.
(2) He's awful at freestyle. He messed up one of his songs, so he decided to freestyle the rest of it. It was just awful.
But if you don't want to take my word for it...take a look for yourself. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DwwrOwyXzlE
He starts to freestyle at 2:48. Enjoy.
It makes me sad.
But I still love his music. I'm just curious to see something original.
|Wednesday, October 10th, 2007|
so I've recently entered an interesting predicament with a friend, one of my best friends to be exact. And I don't know how to handle things now. I guess I'll just learn as time goes on. I don't want to loose him, he's way too important to me. But I'm afraid I'm going to mess things up because of the things I say. Who knows. I hope I don't.
|Tuesday, October 2nd, 2007|
A frog got into my room somehow tonight. It jumped from somewhere, to my wall, to my pillow, to my other pillow, to my blinds, to my bed, to the end of my bed, to my floor, to my computer, to my door, to my computer again, and then under the cup I trapped it in. Current Mood: envigorated...at 3 in the morn
It was a great chase. And he scared the poop out of me.
Also, I hate fake flowers. I thought I hated individually scanned pieces of individual scrapbook paper the most, but as it turns out, i hate fake flowers even more. =) But I love my job (in all seriousness) So i'll take the fake flowers with a grain of salt....or maybe some scissors...
|Wednesday, September 26th, 2007|
I don't have to prove myself to anyone.
The only person I have to impress is myself.
I need to stop being stupid.
Yay for shitty dreams.
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta.
|Friday, September 7th, 2007|
So there is the most beautiful spider with the most beautiful web hanging out in our driveway, attached to my roommate's car. We looked it up and found out that it is a Garden Orb Weaver spider. Someone got a picture of it, I'll post it soon. However, looking at all of those pictures of spiders, and the spider itself is giving me the hibby-gibbies...soo I go to watch The Goonies and fall asleep.
|Sunday, August 19th, 2007|
So tonight was amazing because I party hopped. I felt special. =) But the reason I am posting this post is because of what I encountered at the last party I attended tonight.
I was at a friend's birthday party, when all of the sudden, out of nowhere, came my other friend's (not birthday girl) boyfriend. He stands in the middle of the room, asks for a beat, then breaks away his breakaway pants. Oh, but wait, there's more! He has no underwear on. Just a Red Robin. A red robin on his penis. And a string between the cheeks of his buttocks. He starts jumping around, the bird dances. I was sitting at the end of the couch where his girlfriend was also sitting. After he gets done w/ his strip tease/chasing males around w/ his red robin penis, he goes to sit next to his girlfriend. Notice, I didn't mention him replacing his pants. My seat suddenly became very uncomfortable, and I went to sit on someone else's lap. He might have been a teensy bit inebriated.
....On the plus side, it was the first time I've ever seen breakaway pants fulfill the full meaning of their name. So you know...good stuff.
|Tuesday, August 7th, 2007|
|Media rant (maybe again, sorry if this is a repeat rant)
There was another mine collapse today. I hope they get everyone out ok. Those poor families.
But here's the thing...and I'm probably going to have to say a bajillion Hail Mary!'s tonight just to feel right about this. (Especially if I was Catholic.) But sometimes I think that the media makes this stuff up. I mean, can there really be such a traumatic event every day in our country? And do they really happen one right after another a day or two apart? I know bad things happen all the time, and it is incredibly unfortunate. And I'm not trying to say that I am unsympathetic or uninterested in the people involved, but I highly doubt the world is so coordinated. "Ok Minnesota, you've planned to have your bridge collapse on the 3rd (or whenever it happened), which means that Pennsylvania (or where ever it is), you'll have to wait on that mine thing until the 7th." (Please Lord, forgive me.) Its ridiculous, I know, but I can't help feeling that way. Also, I just found out that while attempting to rescue the miners, two earthquakes happened. Really people? Is Hollywood taking over natural disasters now? Are they testing plots for a new movie? (Probably not, because this one wasn't based off a book.) How much more ridiculous can you get?! I'm waiting for the 40-day flood and the appearance of Bigfoot. Then I know my suspicions were correct. (Again, I hope those people get out safe.)
And it doesn't help that the only thing the media focuses on is the negative. Well I take that back, the negative or the heroes. And I know its because negative and heroes sell, but there has got to be other things going on in our country. We're not a nation based on tragedy, though when you read a newspaper or watch TV you might see differently. I want to know that there is more good in my country, than just a man teaching a squirrel to water-ski.
And what makes a hero? True, a hero's story itself is born of tragedy. Though hero's through and through, the stories that they tell on the news are always of people who faced the greatest adversity and came through. They never tell the story of the dad who works a 9-5, that took his kids out to the park to spend time with them on the weekend. He's no less of a hero. Or the mom that left her business meeting to make her kid's dance recital. Is she any less of a hero? What about the brother or sister that taught their younger sibling how to ride a bike, then cleaned up the scraped knee later? I have the utmost respect and admiration for those whose stories are featured in the news. Lord knows the strength they must possess to rescue and help those in need. However, all I am trying to say, is that they are not the only heroes around, and that it might be nice to see these ordinary hero's stories, however boring they may seem, ever once in a while.
Last but not least, I believe the media should be an outlet for worthwhile news, not celebrity make-ups, break-ups, and paternity tests. I was walking past the TV tonight when I caught wind of an argument. I slowed down a little to hear what it was about, hoping education, or maybe even politics would be the topic, when to my dismay I heard someone yell "Kevin Federline." I mean seriously. There was a picture of Britney's kids and, well that's about as far as I got. I went into the other room and continued reading my Dracula. The amount of coverage they gave to Britney's divorce, and Anna Nicole Smith's paternity test was ridiculous. The amount of coverage they're STILL giving Britney's divorce, and Anna Nicole Smith's paternity test is even more ridiculous. Who knows, maybe they're loosing their coordination skills and are running low on tragedies.
Hail Mary, Hail Mary, Hail Mary
I am probably going to hell for this post. But I will pray for those in the mine tonight.
|Thursday, July 26th, 2007|
i took out a fence.
this makes me a beast.
|Thursday, July 19th, 2007|
|My Take on Rap
Rappers these days,
Spit only ''bout bitches and hos.
Claiming they're masters,
Of lyrics and prose.
Bu you know its just to help their flow,
'Cuz everything rhymes with,
Bitches and hos.
Now don't get me wrong,
I love bitches and hos,
Cuz if it weren't for them,
They'd spit 'bout blow.
But there has to be something,
They care about mo',
Then only about,
Those bitches and hos.
They could take up archery,
With those arrows and bow,
And stop thinkin' bout those
Bitches and hos.
Take a pottery class,
Get their art on fo' sho,
And just stop rappin bout,
Those bitches and hos.
Those bitches and hos,
If you have one.
The other is in tow.
Not just a bitch,
Not just a ho,
But always and forever,
Bitches and hos.
They're everywhere you turn,
And it just goes to show,
You just can't escape,
Dem bitches and hos.
I love rap. Current Mood: Amazing
|Sunday, July 15th, 2007|
So apparently when I sleep...I sleep hard. I mean I've always known I've been a heavy sleeper, but this takes the cake. A shoe was thrown at me today, and the only thing I said was "what was just on my back? a shoe? oh ok," then went right back to sleep. My mom hurled a boot at my head. It's this shoe that has a 4-5 inch sole of pure rubber, and laces up to the knee and is leather-esque. Basically, big, heavy, clunky shoe was thrown at me, and I didn't even notice. I win! =)
So I've had some set-backs these past couple of days, but I think I've gone through the thick of it. Which makes me very pleased, very pleased indeed. It was bound to come sometime, and now it has, and now I can go back on my merry way to progress.
Going to see my cousin tomorrow. I haven't seen him since I was like 7, so I'm very excited. Yay cousins!!!!
bah, enough LJ.....writing time
chicken salad gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood
|Tuesday, July 10th, 2007|
so...totally going to see the big HP tonight. Freakin awesome! Very excited. I"m going as Scabbers. Jealous anyone? Cuz you should be!!!!!
My cat is trying to eat my cookies. She can't figure out why her head won't fit into the bag. And its wonderful.
So I have 2 awesome bruises on my knees from last night. I was tackled (unwittingly) and turned into Superman for like 2 seconds. I need to work on my landings though....cuz gravel doesn't make such a comfortable landing pad. It was awesome. (please don't feel bad Ben, it was hilarious)
I think this trip back home is really what I needed. I can already feel myself starting to get right again. A few set backs here and there, but for the most part improvement. Which is really what I needed. Yay for progress. I've met some awesome people, become better acquainted with others, and most importantly strengthened my ties with the most important people in my life. Yay for summer.
Sleep time now...cuz i'll be up for like 24 hrs soon.....YAY HARRY POTTER!!!!