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i FINALLY got a call today about the festive job.

eeeeeeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkk.


granted, it cued a major freak out from my mother b/c i told her i turned down the other job, but oh well.

this is me being extrememly excited.

i have more news, but i'm too spazzy to type. i'll update later about how incredible, except not really, it is that i'm being sued.


p.s. HOLY CRAP RYNRSS IS THE MOST ADORABLE PERSON EVER!!!!!

p.s.s. BRANDI!!! I CAN'T CALL YOU WHEN YOUR PHONE IS BUSY!!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!

ah, Wednesday's.

It's so hot in my room, I feel like i'm suffocating.

The storms this morning were incredible, in a not so good way. I woke up twice b/c the lightning shook the house so hard. I sleep incredibly well during storms though. Something about the sound of the rain...I haven't slept that well in ages.

I was listening to patd...but it's the festive string/instrumental stuff. It makes me all relaxed and shit...

So. At a little before 10 this morning, I was woken up by our doorbell ringing. Now, no one EVER rings our doorbell, b/c it's on the door that we don't actually use. I know that's confusing, but just keep in mind that no one EVER uses it. I heard it ring and I knew mom wasn't home, so I just laid in bed to see if they'd do it again. I'm not to keen on getting up and opening the door for someone that I don't know when I'm here by myself. We live in the woods, creepy shit happens and creepy people hang around. About 2 minutes later they ring it again, then I hear people talking, then someone bangs on the window beside my bedroom. I swear to you, when I heard someone talking it sounded EXACTLY like the ex. The liar. I completely froze. They didn't leave until about 10 minutes later, and only then did I get out of bed. No one left anything on the porch or anything. Not even a note or something.

I regret showing that lying fuck where I live. I'm either crazy, or he's stalking my house. I had just woken up though, so my ears could have definitely been playing tricks on me, therefore I'm trying not to think about it too much...but shit. It sort of scared the hell out of me.

The IMAX people called me today, and I politely turned down there job offer. Holy shit these people are SO nice. The guy was like "Well that's fine! We're glad you were able to find something better!" Except...I haven't. Because I haven't heard back from any other job. So, basicly, I have royaly fucked myself over, but I REFUSE to think like that. I'm gonna keep looking for a good parapro job, even if it takes me until next school year. Until then, I'm going to play taxi for my grandfather who should NOT be driving around b/c he's slightly crazy. It will get me gas in my car and maybe a little extra cash for my time.

Now, I just have to tell my parents that I've turned down this job. I really shouldn't be afraid of them...but I am.

All bullshit aside, I feel...relieved, almost. I have doubts, but I really think that turning down that job was a good decision. My mind is going crazy trying to think of what to do next...


p.s. Brandi, I was totally in the living room when you IMed me earlier watching tv with mom, lol What were you doing out of lab anyway??? lol

booooooo

holy crap.

it does NOT make for a good day when i wake up and my eye is swollen shut.

i am very NOT happy about this bullshit.



to top it off, i have to be at the dentist in an hour. i HATE the dentist.



grrr.

DEAR LIVEJOURNAL

PLEASE STOP BEING A FUCKASS AND LET ME ICON THESE AMAZING PICTURES.


YOU ARE DEPRIVING ME OF THE AMAZINGNESS THAT IS SPENCER SMITH AND HIS FUCKING SMILE.


PLEASE. STOP. NOW.



-growls-
there has been so much flailing in my room during the past 2 days that my little heart almost can't take it...

idk. i'm content. frustrutated with all the stress that was apparent yesterday b/c of presale shit, but i'm now content.

back up to Monday. i got a job =D i think i'll be able to start next week. it's paying more than i thought it would, so i'm insanely happy. i need money. i missed out on the festive patdness that costs $50 b/c i'm so poor, but that's Ok. maybe by the time i get a paycheck i'll still be able to order one if i cross my fingers hard enough...but i doubt it. tbh, i want that vinyl so bad i can't see straight. anyway. i got a job. things are looking up.

i had to go back to the eye doctor this afternoon, while Brandi stayed here and slept, lol. apparently, the perscription for my glasses is too strong, which is why i've had a headache for 2 weeks now. the crazy man actually attempted to tell me not to read as much. i politely told him that i'm not going to stop reading, so he wrote me a perscription for a second pair of glasses that i'll have to use when reading things that are up close. basicly, this is just another pain in the ass. i also have some kind of hemorrhage in my right eye, that is caused by high blood pressure. it runs in our family, so i'm just like ok, whatever. i'm so tired of this doctor that it's ridiculous.

i can't stop listening to nine in the afternoon. it's just...perfect. it makes me un-stressed.
So I got a call about a job this afternoon.

Full-time.

2 week rotating schedule. One long week, one short.

The long week consists of working Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday from 3-9.

The short week consists of working only Wednesday and Thursday from 3-9.

I'm actually pleased with this. I'm not sure how it's gonna pan out after I fill out more papers tomorrow, but we'll see.

Here's the main issue: Cobra. I'm pretty much terrified that this is going to mess up everything centering around those plans.

I don't even have time to worry about it though. I need a job. This is a job, and it's a half way decent one that I can't pass up.

Did I mention the fact that the man I have to convince to hire me is a sexist pig? Good thing I've already worked for one of those.

my back hurts so bad. i swear i've pulled something, although idk how since i do absolutely nothing most days, lol. i also have to go back to the evil man, a.k.a. the eye doctor, Tuesday. ew...

this is the most pointless, yet informative, update ever.

OH. MY. FUCK.

TO SAY I'M FLAILING LIKE A 5 YEAR OLD WOULD BE THE UNDERSTATEMENT OF THE FREAKIN CENTURY!!!!!!!!!

April 26th....at THE TABERNACLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i can't even form a good sentence..........

all i know is that this is NOT an arena and it's my FAVE venue EVER.

holy shit. i think i'm going to die.

i will never complain about HCT again. ever.

.....can't...breathe.....

-dies-


p.s. if this shit changes i'm going to be one pissed off person.

HAPY CONFETTIE!!!!!!

-spazzes-

i'm so excited i could burst. seriously.

"I don't love you/I'm just passing the time/You could love me/If I learned how to lie/But who could love me?/I'm out of my mind."


We need this album, like, NOW.

I feel like a little spazzy fangirl but omg fjadkfjhidai;fjdiofhadk; i love it.

UGGGGGH.

I've lost my fucking nose ring...

and i don't have another one...

so, now it's going to grow up...

i'm terribly sad about this.

EDIT: I FOUND IT!!!!!!

the little shit had fallen into my keyboard and it took me AND my mother to get it out. geez.

Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow

This is the most snow I've seen here in years.

I played in it for an hour.

I fell down and laughed until I cried...srsly.

It brings out the kid in me =)

I took pretty pictures that I thought I would share, and i'm even being nice and putting them under a cut...I made a snowCAT and her name is Ms. McCracken...don't ask, lol

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