Let's sum up the last few weeks
I got out of work 5 minutes late because some smelly old bitch in the powercart bought 230 bucks worth of stuff (90% of which were cookie cutters) and then tried to use a giftcard that was clearly empty of all funds.
I got out of work 15 minutes late another day because I got sent to cover the gas station while the other person was supposed to come in at 6. Turns out they called in AND something messed up that I didn't know how to fix because my tutorial lasted literally 1.5 minutes.
Lisa, KMart's HR, just gets on my nerves in general.
K-Mart customers can be terrible, terrible people sometimes.
I almost died choking on a Bottle Cap candy and my Mom and Brother thought I was laughing at a fart joke. Good to know that they probably would've been laughing for another 5 minutes before realizing I ACTUALLY choked to death on my own saliva mixed with sugar.
AND NOW TODAY!
I tried going to THS to wish Mr. Heath and a few other of my former teachers a Happy Thanksgiving but the bald dickweed security guard said that it's "school policy" to not give visitor passes during school hours. I bet if I were a blonde girl with great tits I would've been able to pass with no problems.
So I left and went to my grandma's and my uncle and cousins were there. I got to hang with them a bit (the only good part of today).
On the way home I was on Hulman and a cat darted out in front of me. I didn't have enough time to react and well...I'll just leave it there. I think you can infer what happened.
Tried makin chocolate chip cookies. Used the new mixer and went a bit too fast with it. The dough got too runny and the cookies turned out rather shitty. greeeaaaaattttt. now I effed up cookies.
The holidays better be good because I honestly don't know how much I can take. Any more drawn out weeks full of crap and I'm packing my shit and moving to Arizona with Miss Ferrari.
That about sums it up.
Happy Thanksgiving err one!
November 22, 2011
September 2, 2011
Just as things come together, they fall apart just as quickly.
Dollar General: It totally sucked. I quit.
Date to Cousin's Wedding: Flaked at last minute due to her uncle being in town.
Cousin's Wedding: Was still fun regardless. Found out I'm kind of a good singer, had fun with family, only got minorly sad when the couple's only dance came around and everytime one of my cousins or uncles asked where my date was.
College: Good. Changing major because comm just isn't really for me. I got super angsty to the point of tears but honestly I'm just just trying to find myself and what I want to do with my life. Now that I'm just taking it day by day and trying to relax in the meantime, things are going pretty smoothly.
Back to Cami: Still haven't told her that I like her and junk. Pretty sure I'm just going to give the whole thing up completely. After all she's still in highschool and I'm in college and I don't have my own personal form of transportation that I can call upon whenever I want. It's sad. She really is the first girl I have legitimately liked since Kara but hey, whatcha gon' do right? Maybe something will work out later but I need to focus on myself at the moment. If I'm not happy with me than how can I expect someone else to be.
Overall: I'm just trying to enjoy myself and keep up with the world. Good thing about college is that even when you're at school you have time to stop and relax without feeling like the world is just whizzing right by.
So there ya go. Three day weekend coming up. Should be good for relaxing and just unloading from the week.
Snoogans.
Date to Cousin's Wedding: Flaked at last minute due to her uncle being in town.
Cousin's Wedding: Was still fun regardless. Found out I'm kind of a good singer, had fun with family, only got minorly sad when the couple's only dance came around and everytime one of my cousins or uncles asked where my date was.
College: Good. Changing major because comm just isn't really for me. I got super angsty to the point of tears but honestly I'm just just trying to find myself and what I want to do with my life. Now that I'm just taking it day by day and trying to relax in the meantime, things are going pretty smoothly.
Back to Cami: Still haven't told her that I like her and junk. Pretty sure I'm just going to give the whole thing up completely. After all she's still in highschool and I'm in college and I don't have my own personal form of transportation that I can call upon whenever I want. It's sad. She really is the first girl I have legitimately liked since Kara but hey, whatcha gon' do right? Maybe something will work out later but I need to focus on myself at the moment. If I'm not happy with me than how can I expect someone else to be.
Overall: I'm just trying to enjoy myself and keep up with the world. Good thing about college is that even when you're at school you have time to stop and relax without feeling like the world is just whizzing right by.
So there ya go. Three day weekend coming up. Should be good for relaxing and just unloading from the week.
Snoogans.
August 23, 2011
40th post. Updates and other such shiznit
College starts wednesday. I haven't picked up my books because Josh said to wait until I attend the first day of the class in case the professor says I don't need it so I don't spend a bunch of money right away. Speaking of bunch of money, I got my motha effin grant check so now I'm rakin it in.
I got a job too! Dollar General is ok. I know I complain about how the managers are kinda making me deny their reliability but it's not a bad job. Weekly pay. That's good.
I kinda jacked up my knee earlier this past week. I wrecked my bike on a street that is now under construction. (irony)
My cousin is getting married on Saturday. Seems like just yesterday he, Josh, and I were getting in Super Soaker wars with the rest of the neighborhood kids. Oh! And I have a date. Cami is going with me, so that's pretty awesome. Although it's pretty clear to me that it will be a "just friends" thing. She didn't say it but I was just kinda...able to get the hint, know what I mean? Context clues and whatnot from conversations. Oh well, I'm not complaining.
It would be nice to date her though. After all she's really easy to talk to, artistic, my height, and frickin gorgeous. All of that = super win. I also like how she colors her hair. Natural blonde with colors that vary when she dies it. Kinda like Ramona Flowers in Scott Pilgrim.
Anyway, enough stupid little crushy crush mushy mush. I'm gettin close to forming another ska band that might actually get some gigs! XD oh frick yeah.
so in closing, my friends, I say now more enthusiastically than ever:
SNOOCH TO THE MOTHER F***IN NOOCH!!
I got a job too! Dollar General is ok. I know I complain about how the managers are kinda making me deny their reliability but it's not a bad job. Weekly pay. That's good.
I kinda jacked up my knee earlier this past week. I wrecked my bike on a street that is now under construction. (irony)
My cousin is getting married on Saturday. Seems like just yesterday he, Josh, and I were getting in Super Soaker wars with the rest of the neighborhood kids. Oh! And I have a date. Cami is going with me, so that's pretty awesome. Although it's pretty clear to me that it will be a "just friends" thing. She didn't say it but I was just kinda...able to get the hint, know what I mean? Context clues and whatnot from conversations. Oh well, I'm not complaining.
It would be nice to date her though. After all she's really easy to talk to, artistic, my height, and frickin gorgeous. All of that = super win. I also like how she colors her hair. Natural blonde with colors that vary when she dies it. Kinda like Ramona Flowers in Scott Pilgrim.
Anyway, enough stupid little crushy crush mushy mush. I'm gettin close to forming another ska band that might actually get some gigs! XD oh frick yeah.
so in closing, my friends, I say now more enthusiastically than ever:
SNOOCH TO THE MOTHER F***IN NOOCH!!
June 29, 2011
a little message to a certain someone
It's frustrating when you're trying to have a conversation with someone yet you feel like you can't say anything that doesn't seem to rub them the wrong way. Seriously. I've never heard of Falling in Reverse OR Escape the Fate. Not my fault. It's just not my style of music. I listen to 90's music, 80's rock, jazz, and most of all Ska. I listened to Falling in Reverse's new song and thought it was pretty good. So I figured I'd tell you. Well apparently the lead singer used to be in Escape the Fate. That means approximately (555x555)(0) to me. I'm so sorry you're ashamed to call me one of your good friends because I don't know your favorite band. (I don't even care if it was a joke like it most likely was.) You change it every 3 weeks. Last I heard it was Avenged Sevenfold, then Black Veil Brides. All of which you didn't become a fan of until you liked some guy from Chicago whom you've only talked to via electronic device.
Question. How many of MY favorite bands do you know? Thought so. It's not that hard when I talk about ska and stuff all the time. But you've never had a crush on me so I guess that's why.
You're so fake. I wish I could tell you but I won't. Because I deep down I still have some feelings for you and want to do anything to make you happy even though I know we'll never actually go out and I don't really want to go out with you all that much anyway (it dwindles every second). Pretty pathetic eh? It doesn't hurt that your sister feels like a little sister to me and, thus, I want to keep you happy so i can still be able to spend time with her.
It really sucks. Believe me I wish I could say all this right to you. Put it in a little envelope sealed with a sparkly sticker and just be done with it. I'm too passive-aggressive for that though. I'd rather try to bait you into a trap by talking about my favorite band just to call you out on 'being a close friend yet you aren't even aware of my favorite band.' Now THAT'S pathetic.
I honestly don't know why I even try anymore. I only like you because you like final fantasy, you're fun to be around, you're honestly gorgeous and my mom despises you. I guess I've always had trouble trying to make things as cut and dry as I want them to be. I can never just like someone or dislike someone. I always have to find some redeeming quality in everyone. I guess I should've just not commented on that wall post last summer. We were better friends when we weren't talking to each other and I didn't let stupid little crushes turn me into a little puppy who always wanted to be around you. I made that mistake before and almost lost a friend. It's only by luck and her good graces that she's a better friend to me than virtually everyone else.
I know I shouldn't get this angry over a 10 comment conversation from a link to a music video for a mediocre band that doesn't sound bad but isn't anything special. But it definitely builds up after a while.
It's really funny how I've put all this work into being your friend and trying to get you to like me whereas there's a girl whom I've only known since prom that I think might just dig me. And if she doesn't at least I know she likes stuff because SHE likes it. She knows I'm not a scene-ish guy who has his hair in front of his eyes. I'm not super thin and I prefer to wear properly fitting jeans. So what if I prefer my music with a little brass and not so much black makeup? As the great Popeye once said, "I am who I am and that's all that I am."
and I am finished. I'm actually starting to be a fan of myself again. I feel good with myself. Yeah I kind of faltered this past school year in self-confidence but there have been quite a few refreshers and lessons learned in just this one month of summer that's shown me just who I want to be.
No more trying to please everyone else.
I still need to work on my rambling though. and to you two who read this sorry bout that hehe. This started as a rant then became a mild introspective.
snooch to the nooch
Question. How many of MY favorite bands do you know? Thought so. It's not that hard when I talk about ska and stuff all the time. But you've never had a crush on me so I guess that's why.
You're so fake. I wish I could tell you but I won't. Because I deep down I still have some feelings for you and want to do anything to make you happy even though I know we'll never actually go out and I don't really want to go out with you all that much anyway (it dwindles every second). Pretty pathetic eh? It doesn't hurt that your sister feels like a little sister to me and, thus, I want to keep you happy so i can still be able to spend time with her.
It really sucks. Believe me I wish I could say all this right to you. Put it in a little envelope sealed with a sparkly sticker and just be done with it. I'm too passive-aggressive for that though. I'd rather try to bait you into a trap by talking about my favorite band just to call you out on 'being a close friend yet you aren't even aware of my favorite band.' Now THAT'S pathetic.
I honestly don't know why I even try anymore. I only like you because you like final fantasy, you're fun to be around, you're honestly gorgeous and my mom despises you. I guess I've always had trouble trying to make things as cut and dry as I want them to be. I can never just like someone or dislike someone. I always have to find some redeeming quality in everyone. I guess I should've just not commented on that wall post last summer. We were better friends when we weren't talking to each other and I didn't let stupid little crushes turn me into a little puppy who always wanted to be around you. I made that mistake before and almost lost a friend. It's only by luck and her good graces that she's a better friend to me than virtually everyone else.
I know I shouldn't get this angry over a 10 comment conversation from a link to a music video for a mediocre band that doesn't sound bad but isn't anything special. But it definitely builds up after a while.
It's really funny how I've put all this work into being your friend and trying to get you to like me whereas there's a girl whom I've only known since prom that I think might just dig me. And if she doesn't at least I know she likes stuff because SHE likes it. She knows I'm not a scene-ish guy who has his hair in front of his eyes. I'm not super thin and I prefer to wear properly fitting jeans. So what if I prefer my music with a little brass and not so much black makeup? As the great Popeye once said, "I am who I am and that's all that I am."
and I am finished. I'm actually starting to be a fan of myself again. I feel good with myself. Yeah I kind of faltered this past school year in self-confidence but there have been quite a few refreshers and lessons learned in just this one month of summer that's shown me just who I want to be.
No more trying to please everyone else.
I still need to work on my rambling though. and to you two who read this sorry bout that hehe. This started as a rant then became a mild introspective.
snooch to the nooch
June 8, 2011
Just the beginning?
Everyone told me 'this isn't the end. it's just the beginning' well then I guess the last 18 years were one hell of a prologue.
I graduated and am now able to tell the Vigo County School Corp to eff the heck off.
Now I get to go to college for 4 years and then my life REALLY starts!...wait what? I went to school for almost 14 some odd years (counting pre-school) just to start...then I go to school for four more years to...start again...FFFFUUUUUUUUUUuuuu (trails off into the distance)
Whew! Now that THAT's over I can get to the checklist of life updates.
- Had my final days with my childrens
- graduated
- found out the girl I like that I thought I could've dated successfully (and I thought I was picking up signals from) has a boyfriend.
- almost fell into the scam of Vector marketing thinking it was a real work opportunity (i say it's a scam because you have to lease knives for 135 bucks then try to sell them and make $15.50 for every appointment you make. glad i looked all that up)
- realized I like Kara more than I actually want to. (if that makes any sense WHATSOEVER)
- Decided that I'm a complete idiot with no idea what he's doing for the future
- got $355 at my grad party
- had fun at my grad party despite my cousin gettin into some shenanigans (grabbing Kara's butt...again. for example)
got a new policy for the bad things that happen in life.
it goes a lil somethin like this here picture
and I intend to do just that.
Happy Summer everyone. oh and of course: snooch to the nooch.
May 25, 2011
Some good days
This past friday was the Jazz Dinner. It was AMAZING! Food was good, bands were good, and I moved the earth with a time shattering conga solo.
Saturday: Don't even get me started. Most fun EVVAARRRR!! Prom with the beautiful Brittany Ferrari, danced with her and the group (alla, beka, colin boggs, dustin, and the gang) only hung around the band kids for a few minutes. That was a good idea for the most part because, while they are fun, they all have their group and stayed with each other the whole time. I'm a natural party man and as such I gotta work the whole room. I was with the group, then with them for a little bit, talked to my man Moffett for a few, danced and got danced on with/by Kara and got to know Myra Wright as a result of her hangin with kara (she's an acquaintance I had but was never really friends with) all in all it was a good prom. I felt the DJ could've been better by just playing the full song but that's neither here nor there. Afterprom was surprisingly fun. Since not a lot of people went it wasn't super crowded and there was a lot to do. Danced some more and did some other good stuff. Made a new-ish (again, another that I knew but never really was friends with for the only reason being never having the opportunity of talking to them) miss Cami Miller. Fantastic night with even greater people.
Sunday was recoup day. Chilled. It was truly a day of rest.
Monday: Concert went fairly well. A few minor hiccups but nothing tragic during the performance. Jazz killed it once again with miss Kitty Shaw on vocals and yours truly on the congas during City. At the awards presentation murph messed me up like twice because he first had me in the wrong order then called my name before someone else's. Which didn't really offend me because it was kinda funny, plus I got to talk to Schatz for a few minutes and joke around about it. Then senior awards came. First on the list was the Louis Armstrong Jazz Award. I was kind of expecting to get it but hearing my name called for it just filled me with pure energy and amazement. I almost cried when Schatz shook my hand and said thanks for the last four years but I held it all together. A few more awards were called and I thought I was done going up on stage for the evening. However that would change when Murph got to the Patrick S. Gilmore award and he surprisingly called my name. So two awards in one night. Most triumphant indeed.
Closing statements: This weekend was pretty boss, I had the best date at the prom, I'm not that bad of a dancer, I maaaaayyyy reopen the whole kara thing (not likely), I might begin a slight flirtation with Cami (kind of likely), and I finally got to see what genuinely good days are like and I plan on having more (extremely likely).
SNOOCH TO THE MOTHER EFFIN NOOCH BITCHES!!!!
Saturday: Don't even get me started. Most fun EVVAARRRR!! Prom with the beautiful Brittany Ferrari, danced with her and the group (alla, beka, colin boggs, dustin, and the gang) only hung around the band kids for a few minutes. That was a good idea for the most part because, while they are fun, they all have their group and stayed with each other the whole time. I'm a natural party man and as such I gotta work the whole room. I was with the group, then with them for a little bit, talked to my man Moffett for a few, danced and got danced on with/by Kara and got to know Myra Wright as a result of her hangin with kara (she's an acquaintance I had but was never really friends with) all in all it was a good prom. I felt the DJ could've been better by just playing the full song but that's neither here nor there. Afterprom was surprisingly fun. Since not a lot of people went it wasn't super crowded and there was a lot to do. Danced some more and did some other good stuff. Made a new-ish (again, another that I knew but never really was friends with for the only reason being never having the opportunity of talking to them) miss Cami Miller. Fantastic night with even greater people.
Sunday was recoup day. Chilled. It was truly a day of rest.
Monday: Concert went fairly well. A few minor hiccups but nothing tragic during the performance. Jazz killed it once again with miss Kitty Shaw on vocals and yours truly on the congas during City. At the awards presentation murph messed me up like twice because he first had me in the wrong order then called my name before someone else's. Which didn't really offend me because it was kinda funny, plus I got to talk to Schatz for a few minutes and joke around about it. Then senior awards came. First on the list was the Louis Armstrong Jazz Award. I was kind of expecting to get it but hearing my name called for it just filled me with pure energy and amazement. I almost cried when Schatz shook my hand and said thanks for the last four years but I held it all together. A few more awards were called and I thought I was done going up on stage for the evening. However that would change when Murph got to the Patrick S. Gilmore award and he surprisingly called my name. So two awards in one night. Most triumphant indeed.
Closing statements: This weekend was pretty boss, I had the best date at the prom, I'm not that bad of a dancer, I maaaaayyyy reopen the whole kara thing (not likely), I might begin a slight flirtation with Cami (kind of likely), and I finally got to see what genuinely good days are like and I plan on having more (extremely likely).
SNOOCH TO THE MOTHER EFFIN NOOCH BITCHES!!!!
May 8, 2011
hmm
Dreams are odd. I've heard that they're windows into the subconscious but honestly they're just oddities. The human brain, to be honest, is really the strangest thing. I've had dreams lately about two of my past crushes. One was Kara and the other was Arika Girts. Now the kara one was easy to simply brush off. But Arika has now been in two dreams. Last night's was the weirdest.
I dreamed I was in the south auditorium and a few friends of mine were singing Slow Down by Reel Big Fish (not a one of them was involved with music in reality) and Arika was getting ready to leave and even though I didn't want her to go I accepted and gave her a hug and she started to leave. I then picked her up (she was very light by the way. Still not sure how I could judge weight in a dream but whatever. Anyway I carried her out of the auditorium and I woke up...sort of...
I was awake enough to know I was facedown and laying with my arms between the bed and my stomach, yet I wasn't awake awake. Like I could think but I couldn't move anything. It felt like my whole body was asleep in the sense that someone's leg falls asleep from lack of circulation. I had to force my whole body to move before I could even open my eyes. Worried? Yes I was a little bit. However I'm pretty sure it was just another dream that I didn't realize was a dream (why i couldn't move anything) and my forcing of my body to move was simply me waking up and my body reacting to it. Whatever it was it was weeeiiiirrrdddd.
That's all folks. This week is Battle of the Bands and AP Macroeconomics. Next week is prom. Snoogans.
I dreamed I was in the south auditorium and a few friends of mine were singing Slow Down by Reel Big Fish (not a one of them was involved with music in reality) and Arika was getting ready to leave and even though I didn't want her to go I accepted and gave her a hug and she started to leave. I then picked her up (she was very light by the way. Still not sure how I could judge weight in a dream but whatever. Anyway I carried her out of the auditorium and I woke up...sort of...
I was awake enough to know I was facedown and laying with my arms between the bed and my stomach, yet I wasn't awake awake. Like I could think but I couldn't move anything. It felt like my whole body was asleep in the sense that someone's leg falls asleep from lack of circulation. I had to force my whole body to move before I could even open my eyes. Worried? Yes I was a little bit. However I'm pretty sure it was just another dream that I didn't realize was a dream (why i couldn't move anything) and my forcing of my body to move was simply me waking up and my body reacting to it. Whatever it was it was weeeiiiirrrdddd.
That's all folks. This week is Battle of the Bands and AP Macroeconomics. Next week is prom. Snoogans.
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