Well, I'm stealing this from Socorro. Mostly because her brain works a lot like mine, usually when my brain works like someone else's and the person acknowledges and knows it as well---well lets just say we usually end up being friends for a remarkably long time. I can name at LEAST 5 people that I have said to share a brain with. Two of which I've known 8yrs+....really.
This might even be helpful if you have just met me and you're just really curious about me, and/or like if we've already been friends and we haven't talked a lot or you just don't really pay much attention lol!
Socorro did 10 things, but lemme see if I have that many, or even moar...hmmm..
1. I'M REALLY WEIRD
A lot of people really don't know this about me, because when you first meet me and maybe even like weeks and months after you meet me, I am really really quiet. However, I'm observant, it sounds odd- but I study personalities, I sense them and adapt to them. There are VERY few people in this world that know my true personality, and there are reasons for that. Its not the common untrustworthy thing, even though at times and depending on the persona of the individual it can be true, usually its just because when people get to know me, they either think I'm reallly weird, crazy, psycho, nuts, or just insane. My brain works really weird, I only have a handful of friends that can keep up with what I'm saying or doing. I think of weird things, and my mind works on over time like all day long. Occasionally I get to like get out some of the weirdness and just have random hyper/crazy moments and thats usually when (if around virgin-to-annie-hyperness) people start looking at me weird. My best friends, know this look, as they are more outgoing and are given this daily, or they just don't get out much, or do do they just not have a fuck to give. Either way... let it be known, I'm really random, and there will be somethings that I will say that you'll just overall raise an eyebrow at be like...."the fuhhhh---did that come from??"
2. I'm not a particularly loud-spoken person.
My voice is really quiet, and I mumble a lot of my words. Not on purpose, I really don't like being the center of attention in a group of people I do not know. I don't mind in a group of people I'm more familiar with, but its still not my favorite. I enjoy attention, just not all the time. I like being invisible, like I was in High School. Going un-noticed is kinda fun sometimes.
Sometimes people get easily annoyed with me though, because I'll tell them something, sometimes important and I won't speak loud enough or clearly enough and they'll get angry and make me repeat it. I'M REALLY SORRY.
3. JESUS CHRIST ON A CRUTCH
I know it's Utah, however--I don't really cling to one religion or another. Let's try and put it this way, I have a "potty-mouth". I say fuck, shit, ass, hell a lot, I don't really believe in "bad words", there's words that you can describe someone that you know and mean it to be insulting, and words that I don't really use that insinuate those types of things. But, just in common conversation, I don't take swearing as an offense, and if its offensive to you, please let me know, and I will try my best to refrain from dropping the "F-Bomb" in front of you. (:
4. I look REALLY young
This is an ongoing thing, a lot of people I work with still ask me, and when I meet new people at work or while working, I get asked a lot how old I really am. Even Andres', Mommy inquired how old I was. Yes, I'm quite aware that I look like I'm 17, and last year was the year my mother could afford braces on her flex-plan for the first time in forever. She told my brother he was getting them, he absolutely refused, my sister doesn't need them(even though she thinks she does) so she MADE me an appointment and told me I was going, end of story. Literally the day I got them, they made me look like I was no older than 17, or a Junior in HS, which-ever one you prefer really.
HOWEVER, I am the ripe age of 24, it says so on my drivers license, birth certificate and you know other forms of legal identification. I turn 25 this November....I'm not looking forward to it. >.>
5. I DON'T SLEEP
I have issues with sleeping, not saying that I don't enjoy sleeping, because I truly truly cherish it.
But falling asleep on my own, or without aid is really difficult for me. I'm usually up at all hours of the night. I don't particularly like waking up before 8am, I do it anyways--sometimes with like 4 hours or less of sleep. I used to do it when I was still in school, but I'm not really sure how I did it then, because it seems like the older I get, the harder it is. I sound old now, this sucks. But I'm definitely a night owl, and not a morning person. Also, if I DO get to sleep and you wake me up BEFORE I'm supposed to be awake, like my mother does occasionally. She thinks she's all clever and shit waking me up at 7:30 in the morning every 5 mins telling me that its really a quarter after 8, *smh* lets just say, if you try this, do it at your own risk. There is a 90/10 chance----the 90 being your odds, that you will get yelled at, and/or something random or sharp thrown in your general direction. Plus it juss messes with my entire day when I get woken up early or in the middle of sleep, and makes me all groggy when I finally do get up. Yes, I realize that children are going to be amazing in this equation, but we'll take on that monster when it arrives...not any time soon BTW.
6. YOU MOST-LIKELY WON'T LIKE MY MUSIC
I have a really broad variety of music I listen to, ranging from oldies, to 90's, to dance dance revolution, and crazy emo days, to my deathmetal influencers, techno/dubstep dj friends, and straight to german screamo, hair metal, you name it, I probably know it, or listen to it- with the EXCEPTION of country.
There are reasons for this, later we shall discuss. I also like to listen to my music LOUD and usually with a ton of bass, which I'm sure isn't all that unique, but I'm just letting you know, when you're in my car/truck whatever, whatever is on shuffle, that's what you'll get.
7. I'S MOSTLY BROKEN & Yes, I do know normal, grammatically correct, English.
As like Socorro, I have a ton of health issues. Most of which can't be fixed because they are inherited or just for the simple fact that I have no insurance, and I can't take care of them. I have gallstones, which pretty much means I can't eat very much of ANYTHING, and I'm sick like 75% of the time, one way or another. I have MAD ADHD, that I do take meds for so I can focus on work and my energy doesn't get drained trying to do 9000 things at once. I have REALLY horrible anxiety, which sometimes still does get the best of me, which I am also on meds for. My back normally does hurt most of the day, for various reasons. I have low blood sugar, and I normally have to keep drinking something or eat something with sugar every few hours.
Also, adding this into one thing, I do know proper "English", I have a lot of computer friends, I being one of them those computer kids, and I knows the terminology. I also have a gamer bf, who lurks in that world too. (: I haz is the same concept as, I have.
8. I am Half Native American (Navajo), and Half White (Scottish/English mix)
There are SOOOO many people who don't know this, and if I ever get REALLLY tan then I look really hispanic/mexican/whatever. I'm not, I tan really easily, and I hardly ever burn unless I'm in direct sunlight for like hours and hours on end. Also, this comes in with the hatred of country songs and music in general. When I was younger, we; my family and I and a few other families used to I guess, "tour" the summers with festivals and "wild west festivals" with the cowboy & indians theme, and you guessed it, we were the "indian" part of it. We'd dance and do the general pow-wow stuff, and it kinda became old really fast. We met a lot of country western bands/singers, performed with them etc... and usually the festivals went on for 3 days + at a time, which had the same schedules every day for the most part. So not only did the bands get old, but the songs did, especially the same exact ones, every single day... If anyone knows what a round dance is, just imagine doing that in a crowd of 500+ drunken "cowboy fans", you know drunk lady and men cowboy hat, cowboy boot wearing groupies for the most part. We performed on stages with HUGE crowds, and did the side shows during the day when it was hot and did demonstrations and classes and sat at booths and etc etc... Some of my friends are still into it, and that's fine with me, but it really got old for me, and its not like I really have much time for it anymore now anyways.
9. I'M NOT PERFECT
I've done some particularly shit things in my past. Things I'm not really proud of, and I don't plan on repeating. I've got a lot of t-shirts and coffee mugs theoretically speaking, that say the been there, done that---it wasn't fun. Don't judge me by it, I learn from my mistakes, and I own up to my shit. Simple as that. I also don't take shit, so don't expect me to-- not saying this in a, "I'm such a badass" kind of way, its just common knowledge if you are reading thus far, you should probably just acknowledge and move right on. (: I stand up for myself, and I know me better than you, so I don't see a point to elaborate that any further.
10. I LOVE BODY MODIFICATION
This scares most people I know, my parents included. And most people would ask, "well if it does, why continue to do it". Well, if your parents didn't like the way you walked, would you just change it because of them? *Shrug* Everyone has an opinion, I'm over it. I like my piercings, no, none of them hurt. Except my nose, but that was just awkward--and I suppose my gauges did. Oh and YES, that's what I'm calling them, get over it. >.> I really love my tattoos, I never get ANYTHING just for the hell of it, everything I have means something to me, and I SWEAR to you, every single time I get something new, my Dad will ask me, "So you swear that you can get those removed for sure if you wanted to..?" -He always has the, "you will regret those when you're my age" speech on the back burner when the first disapproval fails too.
I do agree, that there is some people that can't pull of some looks, and piercings and just really shouldn't of gotten some tattoos, or in some places. But again, opinions man. ---In a short note, I also like to change my hair a lot, I love love loved the "emo" stage just in the fact that I could dye it any color and it'd be legit. (:
11. I LOVE Art & Music
All forms of it. My mom is really good at drawing, painting "realistic" things, and I come from a family of musicians. My dad is a guitarist, and a guitar teacher and also just a TEACHER, yes I had him in HS-- again, later. My sister and my brother are also musicians, really good ones in fact. I however, am not. I do like Art though, painting, drawing, scribbles, photography and writing. I used to be really good at it, like as in, if I look/read back on somethings I have done, I'm kind of like amazed, and wonder what the eff happened to me and why I suck so bad now. =p
I did a year in Culinary Arts & Graphic Design...and 3 years in AP Art in HS, I loves it all man.
12. MY DAD IS & PROBABLY WAS YOUR High School BIO TEACHER
--and quite possibly your guitar teacher. Thus, I know far too much about germs and micro-biology and illness and cures for illness' and all that crazy stuff. I know far too much for my brain to put into actual you know, wording known for all kinds of human right meow.
13. I REALLY AM VERY INCREDIBLY INDECISIVE
I can't make up my mind half of the time, like I know what I want out of life and the really really hard decisions, but when it comes down to like what we should do today; what colors I want to wear on my eyes or what to buy at the grocery store. Man.... don't give me options, haha. Again, did I really pick a major in college, hahaha NO!
14. I will probably be the "best-est" friend you will ever have
No lie, I love people, I care about people, I've been in a lot of really crazy, scary, insane, stupid and bad situations. If I haven't been in your situation its usually because of gender or in the N/A section.
Once we're friends, I'm pretty much there no matter what, regardless of the situation, or the argument, I'm usually just there for you no matter what. For the record, this does get taken advantage of a lot, and it HAS been in the past, but usually if I agree to share something with you, or say yes to something, then unless seriously guilt-tripped into it, then its upon my own will. AKA: I am FAR too nice for the average human. I will go out of my way for strangers, and WAY out of my way for people I really like, and care about. If you have a good reason, and it is interrupting my day or my schedule, if I know you are just bullshitting me, then we've usually got a deal. It sucks though when people take this to their advantage, as you can probably see how..
But if you need advice, or a ride or money or your trapped or stranded or just need a friend, you should have my number or a way to get ahold of me. USE IT. I'm great at advice, and good at being the therapist, I am for a lot of people and friends. U-S-E I-T haha, I really don't mind. I'm good to vent to.
15. I AM A STRONG INDEPENDANT BLACK WOMA----
JK Eliza-- no really though. I am grown up, again, I've done my share of stupid shit. But I have learned, I've grown up a lot in the last 5 or so years, I really have. I have a remarkable amount of empathy towards the general public its fucking ridiculous. But I know what I want out of life, and I'm really quite driven. Once I want something, I will go for it. It might take me a while, but if its something that I really want, then I will try my hardest until I get there. Even if its against all normal odd's, and there's tons of obstacles I will venture forward. You'll never get anywhere in life if you always let the good pass you by because it seems too hard. I love. That's a really good way that I think I would describe myself. Thus, I have a tattoo that says, "With ∞ Love" which is true, I will love forever. I will love my family, my friends, my loves, my pets, my life. I will never quit loving, to me if I quit loving, I quit trying. I might say I hate everything sometimes, but who doesn't really? There are sooo many opportunities out there, and if you aren't sure on at least what you'd like out of them, you will miss out. I've seen, experienced, done a lot and yeah some of it was fun and I've had adventures. But a lot of it was just bullshit and stupid crazy stuff. Again, without being too redundant I've learned from my mistakes and they've made me a better person, with a clearer sight of what I want and how its going to be possible of getting it. (:
I watch a lot of movies.
Cooking is fun.
I really like talking on the phone.
Words with Friends= <3
I am addicted to YouTube
I work far too much
I'm pretty confident that I'm allergic to pineapple
I hate fish, but I like some sushi.
-Underøath, Bright Eyes, Brand New-
I don't do drugs, but I sometimes drink.
I know most of the words to, Wannabe
I know ALL of the words to, Ohio is for Lovers
I HAVE to sleep with background noise.
I am taken and in absolute Love with this guy from Florida, his name is Andres Escudero.
I also really like purple.
Friday, June 29, 2012
We Don't Need The Light
Well hello blog world, its been almost forever.
Actually it has been forever. Its been like.. nearly 6 months since I've written, which kinda threw my new years resolution for a spin. This is why I don't make these damn things, they never work out...
ANYWAYS:
Catch up.
McDonalds; GONE.
April I found a good job again, at Walmart of all places, but not the shitty evil one in Springville. Surprisingly its in Orem, and I really like it there actually *knocks on wood*- the people there are really friendly (the ones I work with) and the management doesn't blow nuggets of insane doom. Quite nice actually. I enjoy actually going to work again. Long story short, started on the remodel. Kept it up quite nicely, and they decided they liked me enough to keep me hired. Met some awesome kids, and some new friends. Then became the lovely cashier again that you all know me as today :)
ALSO, in a quite amazing relationship with this lovely Andres.
In doing so, created quite a ruckus with some friends.
Started out with Bekkah, and I'm only mentioning her name really because she has me blocked and in case anyone decides to tell her, go for it. But she freaked cuz I was chillin' with Serena and Pablo a ton, didn't enjoy not being center of attention anymore I guess. >.<
Then, when I find friends, of course you know people and other people can never really agree to, tooooo much with just one thing. I guess some people never really find a fantastic medium place, aka common ground.
So I am again, a lone wolf. You know, aside from Andres. But I guess it's all good, I mean I still have friends that will always be there for me. Mostly because they are always there, just not always with with me. In lamer terms I guess, I have friends that are mostly considered family, as in they will never really go anywhere, and they will keep moving forward which is what they really should do. (:
And so for the now; I am working, trying to stay and keep another job, hopefully so I can either go get Andres OR so I can just move to Florida all together (: Turns out its dramatically cheaper there, and nicer and you know the BEACH. (:
So I suppose we will see what works out better. (:
Actually it has been forever. Its been like.. nearly 6 months since I've written, which kinda threw my new years resolution for a spin. This is why I don't make these damn things, they never work out...
ANYWAYS:
Catch up.
McDonalds; GONE.
April I found a good job again, at Walmart of all places, but not the shitty evil one in Springville. Surprisingly its in Orem, and I really like it there actually *knocks on wood*- the people there are really friendly (the ones I work with) and the management doesn't blow nuggets of insane doom. Quite nice actually. I enjoy actually going to work again. Long story short, started on the remodel. Kept it up quite nicely, and they decided they liked me enough to keep me hired. Met some awesome kids, and some new friends. Then became the lovely cashier again that you all know me as today :)
ALSO, in a quite amazing relationship with this lovely Andres.
In doing so, created quite a ruckus with some friends.
Started out with Bekkah, and I'm only mentioning her name really because she has me blocked and in case anyone decides to tell her, go for it. But she freaked cuz I was chillin' with Serena and Pablo a ton, didn't enjoy not being center of attention anymore I guess. >.<
Then, when I find friends, of course you know people and other people can never really agree to, tooooo much with just one thing. I guess some people never really find a fantastic medium place, aka common ground.
So I am again, a lone wolf. You know, aside from Andres. But I guess it's all good, I mean I still have friends that will always be there for me. Mostly because they are always there, just not always with with me. In lamer terms I guess, I have friends that are mostly considered family, as in they will never really go anywhere, and they will keep moving forward which is what they really should do. (:
And so for the now; I am working, trying to stay and keep another job, hopefully so I can either go get Andres OR so I can just move to Florida all together (: Turns out its dramatically cheaper there, and nicer and you know the BEACH. (:
So I suppose we will see what works out better. (:
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Just a thought that was thought up....
I’m not fascinated by people who smile all the time. What I find interesting is the way people look when they are lost in thought, when their face becomes angry or serious, when they bite their lip, the way they glance, the way they look down when they walk, when they are alone and smoking a cigarette, when they smirk, the way they half smile, the way they try and hold back tears, the way when their face says they want to say something but can’t, the way they look at someone they want or love. I love the way people look when they do these things. It’s… beautiful.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
So, is this what you call sexy, sexy, sexy, sexy, sexaaayyy?
Greeley Estates just made my entire night (:
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Too Hide From My Twisted Ways.
Blargity blarg blarg blarrrr blarg. Got my iPod from the car, freezing effing cold! I'm not even kidding, and my mind is like racing faster than I think I can even fit it together right now. So I apologize if this one is a little scattered.
My phone for one is ringing off the hook, well not ringing but everyone seems to want to get ahold of me lately. For something or another, and some of it I bring onto myself. But I fffffreaking miss my droid cuz then I'd know who and what everyone would send me at least, it hardly ever got full and plus I miss my damn GPS!!!!
Got my lovely headphones that my brother got me for Christmas last year on, epic bass and loudness. I really wish that I could go to one of those epic mosh pits we used to have around here. The ones at the theater in american fork, and with all the cool kids that didn't hardcore dance and act like retards and just a jolly good time. You know the times when you could buy a $4 pack of smokes and you could sell each smoke for $1 at the shows? Yeah those kinda good times. When you got to wear all the eyeliner you wanted to, regardless of your gender and no one would call you an emo fag or anything.
Skips 4 songs in a row....
Dude, today just isn't my day. Mad bad anxiety since this morning, pain and epic mind confusion, can't seem to keep up with myself on some days. Oh hey, random number wanting to know whats up. I don't know you. Keep awayyyy.
But for serious today work was dreaded, my subway boss doesn't feel like replying if I have a schedule this week. But it'd be cool to know if I did seeing as how the uniform was a $25 deposit from my first check and I could use that money. I could use a lot of money. I really need to get another job, but I've already got two and one isn't paying me enough.
I want to scream, but I know it would do me no good. So I turn up my iPod and pretend that I'm at this concert that I've seen several times before, because they are that good. (:
I want to get another tattoo, just to take away from what I'm feeling, but I don't have enough money this time around. Maybe some time soon, just another thing I need to put back money for. That and to clear my stupid over draft at the bank, to clear the money I owe Mindy and Sprint, maybe sell my contract and get onto something better but I likeddd my phone. Stupid family phone sprint you can stick it where the sun doesn't shine and then back again. Endless loop of confusion and pure anxiety bliss. I'm so glad that I've got this down to a less than painful freakout, I am glad I still have my anxiety pills but I need to ride it out so its not soooo emotionally draining for later tonight.
Why is it, I'm curious that nothing in my life can be remotely simple? That certain parts of my personality have just been slipping over the past few years? I mean I know its all from experiences and life, but parts of me that I really enjoyed have started to fade and I really wish those parts would reappear and be like, "just kidding..you found me." and then all the bad parts could just disappear and never come back again? That'd be awesome, I'm going to look into figuring that one out.
Escape. That's what I need, a paid escape from everything, maybe not even paid, just an escape from reality and what I'm used to for like an hour or two. Nothing too drastic, just enough for me to be able to breathe and not cringe on what is to come tomorrow. I want to get pierced and tattooed and drunk, happy drunk. Just for a night, not have to worry about anything for like 24 hours. Just be like it used to be.
Got my Christmas cards out and everything. Need to figure out lists, lists of who they need to be sent to. I know I'm behind, but oh look my phone went off again. Bahhhhhh skipping this song. Motion City I'm really not in the mood for you lately. Killwhitneydead, yes you are what I want. That's my current mood. I used to be able to judge peoples personalities from what music they liked or were listening to at the time. I still do musical emotions with what I listen to on a daily basis. If I'm in a good mood then I'll put on something happy and friendly, if I'm stressed out then Killwhitneydead is what I shall listen to. "Where there's smoke" is playing currently. Sad that its a small song, but the breakdown at the end is brilliant. NIN will work too, I remember my NIN days. They remind me of my first bf and my first sincere boy best friend, who I don't get to see anymore. :( Which completely blows by the way. Me and Chris had waaaay too many fun times. But he's got a different life now, and other things to do than me. :/
Trent Reznor, how I love you.
Still haven't found the majority of my clothes, jeans and especially you know EVERYTHING ELSE. I know it got moved, cuz I only had a few bags in my room and most of them were blankets :( Incubus, I love you but you are too calm and collective for my thought process right now. I appreciate the thought though, you are still one of my favorites. But only with Craig Owens. Without Craig you guys just blow chunks.
Chiodos reminds me of the good times. I got to see them while Craig was still singing a few years ago, before he quit for D.R.U.G.S. Was fucking fantastic. "Together. Together we will float like angels."
Really though, so much love.
I'm going to have so many quotes on my body before I get done with my tattoo's.
Chiodos. Craig. You make my entire world better.
My phone for one is ringing off the hook, well not ringing but everyone seems to want to get ahold of me lately. For something or another, and some of it I bring onto myself. But I fffffreaking miss my droid cuz then I'd know who and what everyone would send me at least, it hardly ever got full and plus I miss my damn GPS!!!!
Got my lovely headphones that my brother got me for Christmas last year on, epic bass and loudness. I really wish that I could go to one of those epic mosh pits we used to have around here. The ones at the theater in american fork, and with all the cool kids that didn't hardcore dance and act like retards and just a jolly good time. You know the times when you could buy a $4 pack of smokes and you could sell each smoke for $1 at the shows? Yeah those kinda good times. When you got to wear all the eyeliner you wanted to, regardless of your gender and no one would call you an emo fag or anything.
Skips 4 songs in a row....
Dude, today just isn't my day. Mad bad anxiety since this morning, pain and epic mind confusion, can't seem to keep up with myself on some days. Oh hey, random number wanting to know whats up. I don't know you. Keep awayyyy.
But for serious today work was dreaded, my subway boss doesn't feel like replying if I have a schedule this week. But it'd be cool to know if I did seeing as how the uniform was a $25 deposit from my first check and I could use that money. I could use a lot of money. I really need to get another job, but I've already got two and one isn't paying me enough.
I want to scream, but I know it would do me no good. So I turn up my iPod and pretend that I'm at this concert that I've seen several times before, because they are that good. (:
I want to get another tattoo, just to take away from what I'm feeling, but I don't have enough money this time around. Maybe some time soon, just another thing I need to put back money for. That and to clear my stupid over draft at the bank, to clear the money I owe Mindy and Sprint, maybe sell my contract and get onto something better but I likeddd my phone. Stupid family phone sprint you can stick it where the sun doesn't shine and then back again. Endless loop of confusion and pure anxiety bliss. I'm so glad that I've got this down to a less than painful freakout, I am glad I still have my anxiety pills but I need to ride it out so its not soooo emotionally draining for later tonight.
Why is it, I'm curious that nothing in my life can be remotely simple? That certain parts of my personality have just been slipping over the past few years? I mean I know its all from experiences and life, but parts of me that I really enjoyed have started to fade and I really wish those parts would reappear and be like, "just kidding..you found me." and then all the bad parts could just disappear and never come back again? That'd be awesome, I'm going to look into figuring that one out.
Escape. That's what I need, a paid escape from everything, maybe not even paid, just an escape from reality and what I'm used to for like an hour or two. Nothing too drastic, just enough for me to be able to breathe and not cringe on what is to come tomorrow. I want to get pierced and tattooed and drunk, happy drunk. Just for a night, not have to worry about anything for like 24 hours. Just be like it used to be.
Got my Christmas cards out and everything. Need to figure out lists, lists of who they need to be sent to. I know I'm behind, but oh look my phone went off again. Bahhhhhh skipping this song. Motion City I'm really not in the mood for you lately. Killwhitneydead, yes you are what I want. That's my current mood. I used to be able to judge peoples personalities from what music they liked or were listening to at the time. I still do musical emotions with what I listen to on a daily basis. If I'm in a good mood then I'll put on something happy and friendly, if I'm stressed out then Killwhitneydead is what I shall listen to. "Where there's smoke" is playing currently. Sad that its a small song, but the breakdown at the end is brilliant. NIN will work too, I remember my NIN days. They remind me of my first bf and my first sincere boy best friend, who I don't get to see anymore. :( Which completely blows by the way. Me and Chris had waaaay too many fun times. But he's got a different life now, and other things to do than me. :/
Trent Reznor, how I love you.
Still haven't found the majority of my clothes, jeans and especially you know EVERYTHING ELSE. I know it got moved, cuz I only had a few bags in my room and most of them were blankets :( Incubus, I love you but you are too calm and collective for my thought process right now. I appreciate the thought though, you are still one of my favorites. But only with Craig Owens. Without Craig you guys just blow chunks.
Chiodos reminds me of the good times. I got to see them while Craig was still singing a few years ago, before he quit for D.R.U.G.S. Was fucking fantastic. "Together. Together we will float like angels."
Really though, so much love.
I'm going to have so many quotes on my body before I get done with my tattoo's.
Chiodos. Craig. You make my entire world better.
December is too cold
Well kids, its now December and its definitely feeling like it. It finally snowed, and I say "finally" with sorrowful filled words, mostly since it couldn't be colder. I don't have anything hard to knock on right now, but if I did, please don't jinx.
McDonalds however is working out quite nicely. Weird hours though, and little hours too :( I'm working on getting nicer ones, and longer ones (: Like today/night, I worked until 2am, and Bekkah worked until 4am, really weird working that late. Has decided I officially hate Playland, there is nothing magical left about McDonalds. Nor do they have those little plastic playland balls anymore, sad. Getting on, its the most HORRIBLE little place to clean in the world. And ours has to be open until 2am, which means those irresponsible parents that come in at 9pm and let their little brats run all over carnation for 2 1/2 hours (yes, it happens) get to fully live up to their irresponsibility and let them make a huge effing mess that I just cleaned up. Its like, "oh this table is clean, along side that one that's alll the way across the room?...SURE, I'll mess both of them up. And I will drop french fries and smear ketchup on everything I touch!" For serious, every where that I had previously cleaned....dirty. :/ I hate people. Then after I finally got to mop everything, these group of teenagers come in and play ball while I'm mopping. I'm just like, "hey, wait 10 mins..." nope. I keel you.
I was a significantly nice person though, and picked up my lovely Bekkah from work at 4am so her mother didn't have to. Did I mention it was 10˚ when I went to get her? That's too COLD utah, I don't care who you are, how long you've been here. 10˚ is unacceptable, I demand a do-over. Like, how about you give us snow on Christmas, maybbeee for New Years and then the rest of the year and until may you just don't like snow AT ALL, and you can just be kinda cold. Like a warm fall breeze kinda cool?? Sound like a good negotiation? I think so. (:
So in other news, the Truck is really fixed this time. Its working, but the heater isn't too warm, it defrosts but again, the weather too cold. I've decided to wear layers, and by layers I mean clothing layers and then jacket layers. (: Seems to work efficiently, at least until me and this snow guy work out this new season called, "not too cold until may weather." When that deal goes down things will be working brilliantly.
Speaking of brilliantly, I worked out the main numbers and I figure if me and Bekkah want a place by summer than we're gonna have to work our asses off and put back like $200-$250 a month for about 6 or 7 months to afford and have good credit towards a Townhouse or even just a HOUSE. Cuz we need one in the direct, Provo, Springville, Orem area for sure. Anywhere else would just be a waste of gas and money that we really don't have a lot of money for. Also, its going to total out being about $3050 a piece to move out, and into someplace decent. January savings, here we come!
I just hope by January I have a decent income and I can afford insurance cuz my stupid gallbladder is really giving me a nice run for my lack of health insurance. Obama, you fail me. I'm for serious though, unless I have some proof that I jumped a boarder or something, or I get a really bad tan then I'm probably not gonna trick anyone into thinking that I'm really really broke for state provided insurance, which is really unfair by the way. Especially since mine is really been hurting lately, along side of a bunch of other things its not particularly fun or amazing of any kind of sorts except how badly it seems to hurt every other day. Blaghhh, just another thing I suppose.
Oh well, in perspective of everything lately I guess worse things could be going on, I suppose my parents could of said no to letting me move back in and I could still be with my d-bag roommates that don't know how to have real human conversations? Or I could of just kept putting up with other roommates' bullshit of an excuse to be like-ish human as possible. Idk, all I know is it's almost 8am and I'm still up. I'm actually up long enough for mom to bitch at me for not folding the clothes I took outta the dryer while saying, "I fold every single one of these clothes.." I figured it was probably a bad time to say, "Cool Story..." yeah, probably.
Going to sleep now. Ends in something interesting that leaves you completely amazed and bewildered. Also something that makes you want to sign into your google account and follow my bloggity blog cuz, hey man. I'm what they call entertainment. (:
McDonalds however is working out quite nicely. Weird hours though, and little hours too :( I'm working on getting nicer ones, and longer ones (: Like today/night, I worked until 2am, and Bekkah worked until 4am, really weird working that late. Has decided I officially hate Playland, there is nothing magical left about McDonalds. Nor do they have those little plastic playland balls anymore, sad. Getting on, its the most HORRIBLE little place to clean in the world. And ours has to be open until 2am, which means those irresponsible parents that come in at 9pm and let their little brats run all over carnation for 2 1/2 hours (yes, it happens) get to fully live up to their irresponsibility and let them make a huge effing mess that I just cleaned up. Its like, "oh this table is clean, along side that one that's alll the way across the room?...SURE, I'll mess both of them up. And I will drop french fries and smear ketchup on everything I touch!" For serious, every where that I had previously cleaned....dirty. :/ I hate people. Then after I finally got to mop everything, these group of teenagers come in and play ball while I'm mopping. I'm just like, "hey, wait 10 mins..." nope. I keel you.
I was a significantly nice person though, and picked up my lovely Bekkah from work at 4am so her mother didn't have to. Did I mention it was 10˚ when I went to get her? That's too COLD utah, I don't care who you are, how long you've been here. 10˚ is unacceptable, I demand a do-over. Like, how about you give us snow on Christmas, maybbeee for New Years and then the rest of the year and until may you just don't like snow AT ALL, and you can just be kinda cold. Like a warm fall breeze kinda cool?? Sound like a good negotiation? I think so. (:
So in other news, the Truck is really fixed this time. Its working, but the heater isn't too warm, it defrosts but again, the weather too cold. I've decided to wear layers, and by layers I mean clothing layers and then jacket layers. (: Seems to work efficiently, at least until me and this snow guy work out this new season called, "not too cold until may weather." When that deal goes down things will be working brilliantly.
Speaking of brilliantly, I worked out the main numbers and I figure if me and Bekkah want a place by summer than we're gonna have to work our asses off and put back like $200-$250 a month for about 6 or 7 months to afford and have good credit towards a Townhouse or even just a HOUSE. Cuz we need one in the direct, Provo, Springville, Orem area for sure. Anywhere else would just be a waste of gas and money that we really don't have a lot of money for. Also, its going to total out being about $3050 a piece to move out, and into someplace decent. January savings, here we come!
I just hope by January I have a decent income and I can afford insurance cuz my stupid gallbladder is really giving me a nice run for my lack of health insurance. Obama, you fail me. I'm for serious though, unless I have some proof that I jumped a boarder or something, or I get a really bad tan then I'm probably not gonna trick anyone into thinking that I'm really really broke for state provided insurance, which is really unfair by the way. Especially since mine is really been hurting lately, along side of a bunch of other things its not particularly fun or amazing of any kind of sorts except how badly it seems to hurt every other day. Blaghhh, just another thing I suppose.
Oh well, in perspective of everything lately I guess worse things could be going on, I suppose my parents could of said no to letting me move back in and I could still be with my d-bag roommates that don't know how to have real human conversations? Or I could of just kept putting up with other roommates' bullshit of an excuse to be like-ish human as possible. Idk, all I know is it's almost 8am and I'm still up. I'm actually up long enough for mom to bitch at me for not folding the clothes I took outta the dryer while saying, "I fold every single one of these clothes.." I figured it was probably a bad time to say, "Cool Story..." yeah, probably.
Going to sleep now. Ends in something interesting that leaves you completely amazed and bewildered. Also something that makes you want to sign into your google account and follow my bloggity blog cuz, hey man. I'm what they call entertainment. (:
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Le Werkz
Well, hello my dear readers.
As many of you know, for the last few months I've had quite the hardship with jobs and money and things. First Teleperformance (who can suck-it btw), they fired me because of a supervisor mistake, mostly because she was an ignorant bitch that didn't know how to do her job efficiently, but we won't go much into it than that (: --and the job with Subway, which is still lingering in existence that I got the day I KNEW I was getting fired at Telewhatever.
I'm not quite sure if I still have a job with Subway or not. This is what happened though:
I asked my boss, who by the way is 6 years younger than I am, and is still using his parents car, that I wanted to know what I worked all the next week on Saturday. Two days beforehand, like what my Mon-Fri schedule was. He said he would text it to me. HE NEVER DID.
Then like I guess two hours after I was supposed to be there, he says, "oh you missed your shift, I'm taking you off the schedule." I seriously lost it. And after three long grueling hours of going back and forth, he says, "okay, well I'll text you when you are back on the schedule." Here's the best part about it though, the next night, like... idk 10 hours after this bullshit he calls managing, he shoots me another text about 6pm the next night asking if I'm going to be showing up for my evening shift. Then leaves me a voice mail saying if I don't show up I'm fired. I simply told him, "YOU TOOK ME OFF THE SCHEDULE, REMEMBER?!?" He didn't text me, I tried calling him. He didn't call me back. I texted his boss to ask him what was up, his only response was, "You tried talking to him right?" -why no, I just thought the whole world revolved around me and everyone was thinking of me, so I didn't even think to TALK to the guy. I told him exactly what happened and then phrased it like so, "Yes, I've called him and texted him. Its getting ridiculous. He says what he wants to and then just ignores me whenever I respond back to him. Its like being in high school all over again! This is really unprofessional." Didn't hear from him again either. Soooooo, I really have no idea if I'm still hired or not. Didn't sign anything, or get word that I was fired sooo in all good retrospect, I really have no idea where that job is. I'd really like to know though, because my mom keeps asking if I've heard from them like every single day...
Today though, or I guess Yesterday-November 29th was my first day at McDonalds. For the first like 3 hours I sat on my ass in this extremely uncomfortable chair, and watched these damn orientation movies telling me about cross-contamination and how to treat rude guests, (things I neverrrr ever thought to know from my other 8+ years in fast food restaurant jobs) and I completed all my tests and then they had me clean the entire lobby for the remainder of my shift.
I sincerely started out saying to myself, "yay, I've got a job and a REAL paycheck now.." and I believe half way through sweeping with quite the fail broom, "this job doesn't pay me enough". Also, I remember these two boys that sat at this one table while I was cleaning around them for like 15 minutes, listening to really crappy trance music and talking about shit, and I looked over at one of these individuals while I was cleaning the tables, and I really said in my head, "dude, you are inside a building and its DARK outside, take off the damn sunglasses." lol. Then they left me their trash to pick up after them. >.> Keel.
In other news though I had a really great time with my bestfriend Bekkah tonight (:
We totally had a girls night out, and went out to eat and sat through mostly horrible karaoke night at Applebee's and talked about putting money away for an apartment and at LEAST 6 months of rent for it. Its gonna be brilliant! (: We're gonna get a townhouse, and I'm stoked. At least somettthing is going good with that. Plus we work at the same place and its super easy, I hope we both get raises soon that'd be super awesome. I'm kinda scared for the Holidays though, its gonna be brutal. Shhh, that doesn't count as one. Inside joke....with an older person.. he doesn't have an online account. I win. Goodnight. :D
As many of you know, for the last few months I've had quite the hardship with jobs and money and things. First Teleperformance (who can suck-it btw), they fired me because of a supervisor mistake, mostly because she was an ignorant bitch that didn't know how to do her job efficiently, but we won't go much into it than that (: --and the job with Subway, which is still lingering in existence that I got the day I KNEW I was getting fired at Telewhatever.
I'm not quite sure if I still have a job with Subway or not. This is what happened though:
I asked my boss, who by the way is 6 years younger than I am, and is still using his parents car, that I wanted to know what I worked all the next week on Saturday. Two days beforehand, like what my Mon-Fri schedule was. He said he would text it to me. HE NEVER DID.
Then like I guess two hours after I was supposed to be there, he says, "oh you missed your shift, I'm taking you off the schedule." I seriously lost it. And after three long grueling hours of going back and forth, he says, "okay, well I'll text you when you are back on the schedule." Here's the best part about it though, the next night, like... idk 10 hours after this bullshit he calls managing, he shoots me another text about 6pm the next night asking if I'm going to be showing up for my evening shift. Then leaves me a voice mail saying if I don't show up I'm fired. I simply told him, "YOU TOOK ME OFF THE SCHEDULE, REMEMBER?!?" He didn't text me, I tried calling him. He didn't call me back. I texted his boss to ask him what was up, his only response was, "You tried talking to him right?" -why no, I just thought the whole world revolved around me and everyone was thinking of me, so I didn't even think to TALK to the guy. I told him exactly what happened and then phrased it like so, "Yes, I've called him and texted him. Its getting ridiculous. He says what he wants to and then just ignores me whenever I respond back to him. Its like being in high school all over again! This is really unprofessional." Didn't hear from him again either. Soooooo, I really have no idea if I'm still hired or not. Didn't sign anything, or get word that I was fired sooo in all good retrospect, I really have no idea where that job is. I'd really like to know though, because my mom keeps asking if I've heard from them like every single day...
Today though, or I guess Yesterday-November 29th was my first day at McDonalds. For the first like 3 hours I sat on my ass in this extremely uncomfortable chair, and watched these damn orientation movies telling me about cross-contamination and how to treat rude guests, (things I neverrrr ever thought to know from my other 8+ years in fast food restaurant jobs) and I completed all my tests and then they had me clean the entire lobby for the remainder of my shift.
I sincerely started out saying to myself, "yay, I've got a job and a REAL paycheck now.." and I believe half way through sweeping with quite the fail broom, "this job doesn't pay me enough". Also, I remember these two boys that sat at this one table while I was cleaning around them for like 15 minutes, listening to really crappy trance music and talking about shit, and I looked over at one of these individuals while I was cleaning the tables, and I really said in my head, "dude, you are inside a building and its DARK outside, take off the damn sunglasses." lol. Then they left me their trash to pick up after them. >.> Keel.
In other news though I had a really great time with my bestfriend Bekkah tonight (:
We totally had a girls night out, and went out to eat and sat through mostly horrible karaoke night at Applebee's and talked about putting money away for an apartment and at LEAST 6 months of rent for it. Its gonna be brilliant! (: We're gonna get a townhouse, and I'm stoked. At least somettthing is going good with that. Plus we work at the same place and its super easy, I hope we both get raises soon that'd be super awesome. I'm kinda scared for the Holidays though, its gonna be brutal. Shhh, that doesn't count as one. Inside joke....with an older person.. he doesn't have an online account. I win. Goodnight. :D
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