A New Start...

2008 will mark the start of a new blog and leaving this one of pinkness behind...

Oh What The Hell...

So it's finals week. I have projects coming out of my ass. My house smells funky. I don't have time to figure out what stinks. It might be me for all I know. I am sort of flat broke. I have no time to wrap the gifts that are hidden all over my house. I haven't seen some of my friends in ages. I was in a car accident that, I might get sued over. And now... I find out in a text message that my little brother got engaged today and no one bothered to tell me.

This seems to be a recurring thing...not telling me about engagements.

This week is going to kill me.

WTF...

Is everyone deleting their blogs?!?!

Marriage At The Speed Of Light...

Pam Anderson announced her intent to divorce and called it off. In the same 24 hours.

You gotta be fast to keep up with that bag of silicone.

All I Want For Christmas...

Is the time to be able to go to the gym and to do my dishes.

I feel frumpy and the dishes smell.

I'm Fucked...

I have far too much work for the end of the semester and not really enough time to do it in.

God Damn, I Needed That...

So. I went out last night with my friend Skeletor. We call her that, because sometimes, she appears that thin. Anyway, ended up hooking up with one of Bartender's friends. Very cute boy. He rescued me from a crazy guy, and I ended up... ... ... really enjoying his company. hehe. He made me feel pretty for just a few moments.

Now, I have to run to Wal-mart and change my hours, buy some groceries and then hit the books pretty hard core. I have to finish two papers today.

What A Good Sign...

"I'm worried you like me too much."

My new favorite text from the boy.

*tightens noose around neck*

Fuck This Noise...

Car accidents suck. I rear ended a woman on my lunch because some jack ass two cars in front of me slammed on their brakes. I found the only patch of ice on the road and hit the woman in front of me.

Insurance companies, cops and paper work can all fuck off.

One Good Thing...

The restaurant offered me full time tonight.

I might take it.

Mayor Of The Friend Zone...

The boy tonight asked me about dating the bitchy gross girl that works for Bartender. He wants to know what kinds of flowers she likes.

*looks around for noose*

Beauty Queens and Children's Dreams...

I solved the world peace crisis today. I had to write a proposal for macro econ today on the subject.

Children and Beauty Queens.

LOL, draw your own conclusions, but if you would like to read the starry eyed proposal...let me know.

In other news, I am losing my mind. The end of the semester is a terribly stressful time right now, and I am not handling it well. I am kind of unbalanced right now. My thoughts don't add up, I have a short fuse, I am needy and whiny. I need a hug. I need to clean my house (it smells funny in here). I don't have time to do it right now. So, maybe next week I can figure out which stack of dishes reek so bad. I am selfishly expecting the attention of some people, and getting heart hurt when I don't get that attention. But there are certain people I need right now. Is that really all that selfish to know which friends are going to say the right things to make it all okay? Is it also ok to not care that I feel like I'm being selfish?

It All Falls Apart In The End...

So...the boy mentioned below. We are not dating. He actually said the sentence tonight,

"It's ok that we hang out like this, and we aren't going out, right?

Bummer.

I Needed That Like A Hole In The Head...

So, I went and pierced my nose...

When All Else Fails...

Buy concert tickets.

Going to see Matchbox Twenty in February. Yay me!

The Good With The Bad...

What an icky day today turned out to be. Oh well. I guess you'll have those.

A Pretty Sweet Score...

I did nab myself an early, tragically bad Christmas gift.

Ugh...

For a girl who hates Christmas, I just charged $150.01 at Kohl's.

It's ok to be paying for Christmas all year, right?

Shocking...

The below mentioned drama queen at the restaurant, just bothered to not show up today.

So, fired she is. That's one relief.

But now, I'm short a waitress. I have to sweet talk Bartender into helping me out. I know he will, but it's just that I have traded one stress for another. I know that are going to have to ask me to take more shifts.

Miracles Will Happen As We Dream...

I am losing my damn mind. I had started bullet pointing this...Fuck that.

Ok, I work at Wal-Mart. It's December. Enough said. And you know, I don't hate the job. I hate the materialism of the season. Christmas has been ruined for me.

On that note, I have like no money to try and live my life on, and try and buy holiday gifts. God forbid my mother doesn't get something shiny.

As a result, I have been picking up extra shifts in the restaurant to try and make ends meet. I now work 6 days a week.

In said restaurant, I work with the biggest fucking drama queen, I have ever come in contact with. She's so fucking irresponsible, and I have to keep Bartender on stand by, in case she flakes out and I am short one wait person.

I like a boy. I haven't been talking about it. But, there's a boy. I like this boy. I used to sort of date his stinky, stupid friend. He used to date (or be engaged to, I forget) Melly's little sister. We both openly admit being attracted to each other. It's not something we hide. We very much enjoy each other's company. We "hang out" from time to time. Movie dates, sit around watching movies, he randomly shows up at my place of employment to see me. And still, we are not together. I really like this boy. It's never going to happen. But, I am still sticking it out. Stranger things have happened.

All these things combined with the fact that it's the last two weeks of the semester, I just might have a breakdown.

No one really understands, because no one else is in my shoes. And that sucks, not having anyone relate to this. However, Bartender, Davey and Junior, have been going out of their way to make things easier on me. I have good friends.

Oh...and I hate that my roommate stomps when he walks and insists on chewing with his mouth open.

Oh, Heaven Help Me...

Melly is on the phone with me right now. She just announced her pregnancy to me.

I don't know if I can handle her and Kristina and her knocked up at the same time.

0 to Bitch In 60...

I am cranky. Have been all day. Don't feel great. Not feeling very social. And to top off the afternoon, I just watched my roommate spill an entire glass of water on my economics homework...and walk away.

I think I am going to be needing an alibi soon...dead roommate.

I Could Burn The Building Down...

Grr. A cashier just emailed me and told me that the management at our store plans on having me work a different schedule then what I am actually scheduled this weekend and haven't bothered to actually tell me this.

Um, I don't think so. When did they plan on asking me this? Friday morning? They forget I have multiple jobs. And it's the end of the semester, so I really don't have time to spare.

It just pisses me off that they don't even bother to ask.

Case Of The Mondays...

A little old woman on a cell phone driving in the parking lot at trigs, had the unfortunate luck of slamming into my car this morning. Shockingly, despite the force with what she hit me, there was no damage to the car. She's lucky. I'd have kicked her ass across town.

Then...I plug in my iPod only to find that my hard drive has decided to completely lose my entire music library.

Fucking wonderful.