Work is done. =D Woot, woot! How happy I am. How excited I was. How content at the moment to just relax for the next week. Twill be glorious, let me tell ya, to not have to do anything tomorrow. Whether or not I should. Whether or not I do. I don't HAVE to. :D Wonderful feeling. I'm really, really happy to be done with work. Although, I kind of miss some of the people. . . Telah, Telah. And Katie. She's cool. Tom.
With the ending of work, soon comes the ending of a chapter of my life. And the beginning of a new one. Soon, all too soon, I shall be off to college. Off on an adventure more than somewhat anxious, yet also tinged with excitement and the thrill of a new place with hundreds of new people. The thing I am actually most looking forward to is learning. I feel as if I have not learned anything new in. . . . a very long time. And I long for some challenge. Something that will require effort and thought. And hopefully, something I can become proficient at.
Christmas is right around the corner, yet I feel as if I've already received the best present (look at the above two chapters). Things come and go and are replaced and made better. But events happen once. And the memories you make during them are so. . . comforting. So sweet. Even the events that, at the time, are unpleasent. The dislike for them soon fades into a fond remembrance of what once was. So though I have things on my "wish list" and things I'm hoping to get for college, Christmas for me has already come. It came with the snow and was over when I ended my job. And for my remaining time at home, I take my rest.
College will be exciting, nerve-wracking, frightening, amazing, fun, educational, and new, and of all those things it's the "new" part that bothers me most. I have a direct corollation in my mind between "old" and "wonderful". The past was better. The near future is uncertain, though the far future is best. The present simply is. Thus, anything that is soon to come, I fear. Not in a terrified way, but a more cautious way. No worries, though. Soon it will become the present and then all will be simple again.
I need to do some present wrapping. . . And I also need to go shopping tomorrow. . . . Or Tuesday. I could wait till Tuesday. I could actually wait till Wednesday, but. . . . That's kind of cutting it close. I'll probably have to spend it cleaning my room, because I still haven't done that. Normally, I can just do it and get it over with. It's really cold in here lately though, and cold just doesn't encourage thoughts of cleaning. It encourages thoughts of eating chocolate or going downstairs where it's warm or playing video games. But not cleaning or writing or reading or crocheting. Those things all require yours fingers and/or feet being exposed to for long periods of time to the cold air.
Merry Christmas to all and to all, "Happy Travels" as you come home to Michigan for the holidays.
Much love,
Jenn
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Lazy Sunday
I want to go to the theatre. . . Why? I don't really know. It just sounds fun. I also want to go on a date. Coincidence? Probably not. Unfortunately, no one around to date. Bleh.
I love my phone. :) But it sure is costly. . . Oo, speaking of costs, I need to go spend money on gasoline. . . I seem to do that an awful lot.
I keep thinking that I should go shopping, but I seriously cannot come up with a reason to go walk around a store alone. There's not a store that carries white boots. . . It's a sad, sad world. lol
Yesterday, I went to work and it was great. Which is getting very rare. But anyway. We were rather slow and for the first three and a half hours, I got to do Front DT. :D I was so happy. Time flew faster than it has in a very long . . . time. It was great. And THEN! I was in the grill for lunch, which was really slow and short, weeeee!, and then I got to do a bunch of little things for Jen, and went back to the grill. :D Also, my work day ended an hour and fifteen minutes earlier than normal, which was just fine with me. My check had taken a hit anyway. Might as well get it all over with.
So I had been considering putting my two weeks in yesterday, but now I think I'll wait. The time off has rejuvinated me, if only somewhat. I think I can last for another month though. :) Thanks be to God for His unspeakable blessings.
There's this guy, a kid really, who thinks the Pope is a Christian. . . . He called the Pope, the POPE, my brother in Christ. It ticked me off a little. I had to take a deep breath and erase a lot of my written response (it was on the message boards) and rewrite it in a better way. Can someone like that be a Christian though? Should I take the approach that he's just ignorant? Because it doesn't really seem like it could be. . . . I don't think he is. The weird thing is, I've always wondered. Nothing he's said about God (even when it's in a "word of praise", so to speak) has seemed . . . . right. I don't know.
Is it just me or is it easier to know when something is wrong than to know when something is right?
Well, that's it for now. See you later.
I love my phone. :) But it sure is costly. . . Oo, speaking of costs, I need to go spend money on gasoline. . . I seem to do that an awful lot.
I keep thinking that I should go shopping, but I seriously cannot come up with a reason to go walk around a store alone. There's not a store that carries white boots. . . It's a sad, sad world. lol
Yesterday, I went to work and it was great. Which is getting very rare. But anyway. We were rather slow and for the first three and a half hours, I got to do Front DT. :D I was so happy. Time flew faster than it has in a very long . . . time. It was great. And THEN! I was in the grill for lunch, which was really slow and short, weeeee!, and then I got to do a bunch of little things for Jen, and went back to the grill. :D Also, my work day ended an hour and fifteen minutes earlier than normal, which was just fine with me. My check had taken a hit anyway. Might as well get it all over with.
So I had been considering putting my two weeks in yesterday, but now I think I'll wait. The time off has rejuvinated me, if only somewhat. I think I can last for another month though. :) Thanks be to God for His unspeakable blessings.
There's this guy, a kid really, who thinks the Pope is a Christian. . . . He called the Pope, the POPE, my brother in Christ. It ticked me off a little. I had to take a deep breath and erase a lot of my written response (it was on the message boards) and rewrite it in a better way. Can someone like that be a Christian though? Should I take the approach that he's just ignorant? Because it doesn't really seem like it could be. . . . I don't think he is. The weird thing is, I've always wondered. Nothing he's said about God (even when it's in a "word of praise", so to speak) has seemed . . . . right. I don't know.
Is it just me or is it easier to know when something is wrong than to know when something is right?
Well, that's it for now. See you later.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Horse Thieves and Computers
We're not Horse Thieves. We're Horse Thieeeves! Horses who steal things! *ehem*
You may all remember that I got robbed a little while back. I thought it'd be okay, since about half of them were on my computer and I could just buy some writable CDs and burn them. . . .
Not happening. My computer, the old thing that it is, has no CD burner. Grr? Yes. Grr. So now I spent fifteen bucks on stuff I can't use. My uncle once said that cars and computer were made for the tribluation. I'm not sure I completely agree with that, but they can sure cause a lot of trouble when they break. Or are robbed. . . Or just plain old.
I hope those thieves get caught. Not so much for my stuff. Just cause they need to get caught. It's just rude, getting into someone else's stuff and helping yourself. . . For shame.
Should I wear my contacts tomorrow? I don't know. . . . I'll think about it some more.
I wonder if Dad's computer has a burner. . . . But how do I transfer all the song files from my computer to his? Hmmm.
I suppose I could just be patient. . . . Or just forget burning them and have wasted my money. . . That's really not good though. . . . What I really should have done is checked to see before I went off buying things, eh? . . . . Hindsight. Don'tcha just love how clearly it shows your mistakes?
I'm cold. :D It's great. And my lips have been consistently chapped for like two weeks now. . . That is getting to be slightly annoying. But it keeps my lips a nice shade of red. :)
There are at least three guys at McDonald's who are at least a foot taller than me. I think it's funny how their waists are less than half a foot as high as my shoulder. . . . . . There had to be a less complicated way to put that, but it's hard to explain without visual aids. So deal with it! ;) lol
Anyway, that's all for tonight. Can you believe it? Two posts in. . . . . very few days. lol
You may all remember that I got robbed a little while back. I thought it'd be okay, since about half of them were on my computer and I could just buy some writable CDs and burn them. . . .
Not happening. My computer, the old thing that it is, has no CD burner. Grr? Yes. Grr. So now I spent fifteen bucks on stuff I can't use. My uncle once said that cars and computer were made for the tribluation. I'm not sure I completely agree with that, but they can sure cause a lot of trouble when they break. Or are robbed. . . Or just plain old.
I hope those thieves get caught. Not so much for my stuff. Just cause they need to get caught. It's just rude, getting into someone else's stuff and helping yourself. . . For shame.
Should I wear my contacts tomorrow? I don't know. . . . I'll think about it some more.
I wonder if Dad's computer has a burner. . . . But how do I transfer all the song files from my computer to his? Hmmm.
I suppose I could just be patient. . . . Or just forget burning them and have wasted my money. . . That's really not good though. . . . What I really should have done is checked to see before I went off buying things, eh? . . . . Hindsight. Don'tcha just love how clearly it shows your mistakes?
I'm cold. :D It's great. And my lips have been consistently chapped for like two weeks now. . . That is getting to be slightly annoying. But it keeps my lips a nice shade of red. :)
There are at least three guys at McDonald's who are at least a foot taller than me. I think it's funny how their waists are less than half a foot as high as my shoulder. . . . . . There had to be a less complicated way to put that, but it's hard to explain without visual aids. So deal with it! ;) lol
Anyway, that's all for tonight. Can you believe it? Two posts in. . . . . very few days. lol
Thursday, November 1, 2007
About time
So I thought it was about time I posted again.
College plans are coming along. . . a little too fast than I'd like. But too slow for me to actually make it college. Which is kind of weird. I'm freaked. Yeah, I want to go. . . . But I'm still freaked. Crazy thing is, I'm pretty much completely sure I'm supposed to go next semster, which would normally make me pretty calm. And though I have peace about the decision, I'm so completely nervous. It's an odd mixture, let me tell you.
Manager Jen at work is funny. She's just. . . . funny. lol I like working with her. Billie can be that way too, but lately she's been way too stressed. I feel bad for her. . . . Maybe I should like. . . build her a cake or something. . . . Hm.
My brother is getting married. . . Which one you ask? I ask that too. ;) Probably both of 'em. . . . This is why I must go to college this semester. . . . . *sigh* I'm going to miss Mike sooooooooooooooooooo much. . . . Bleh. (Not that I won't miss the rest of you.) Growing up rots sometimes. lol
Phone is still awesome. Texting is fun. But dangerous because I have a very limited amount of texts. Hehe. Robin said she was going to call me this week. . . Hasn't yet. Hmmm. I mailed in the paperwork for a rebate a while ago, but haven't gotten any money back. . . . *shrug* I don't know what to do now.
So I got all gussied up for Halloween and no one was there to see me. . . . . I don't think a single guy worked that day. Not that I did it for them, but . . . . Yeah. A lady who comes through drive-through a lot told me my contacts were a lot better than my glasses. lol And then she was all disappointed that I wasn't wearing them today. I thought it was funny. Hehe. :)
In about five weeks, I'm putting in my two weeks. :D I'm SO excited about that. It'll be so cool! WEEEEE!!! I think Ryan was totally bummed when I told him I was going away to college. . . . I kinda felt bad. . . . Oh, well.
I don't want to go to bed because if I do, then tomorrow will come and I'll have to get ready for work and then work from 11:45 to 7:45. . . . . . Oy vey. . . . The thought of that is just depressing. . . Not going to think about it. . . Not going to think about it.
So my mom, the bestest Mom EVER! bought me a Gershwin CD once. Pretty much out of the blue. It was so cool. And then I left my car unlocked and it got stolen with my CD player. . . . And I was very, very sad because of all the CDs I had, THAT one actually meant something. And then my mom, my lovely mother, bought the same CD for me again. :) Because she's just that awesome.
Thank you, Mom. :) Oh, and dinner was delicious.
College plans are coming along. . . a little too fast than I'd like. But too slow for me to actually make it college. Which is kind of weird. I'm freaked. Yeah, I want to go. . . . But I'm still freaked. Crazy thing is, I'm pretty much completely sure I'm supposed to go next semster, which would normally make me pretty calm. And though I have peace about the decision, I'm so completely nervous. It's an odd mixture, let me tell you.
Manager Jen at work is funny. She's just. . . . funny. lol I like working with her. Billie can be that way too, but lately she's been way too stressed. I feel bad for her. . . . Maybe I should like. . . build her a cake or something. . . . Hm.
My brother is getting married. . . Which one you ask? I ask that too. ;) Probably both of 'em. . . . This is why I must go to college this semester. . . . . *sigh* I'm going to miss Mike sooooooooooooooooooo much. . . . Bleh. (Not that I won't miss the rest of you.) Growing up rots sometimes. lol
Phone is still awesome. Texting is fun. But dangerous because I have a very limited amount of texts. Hehe. Robin said she was going to call me this week. . . Hasn't yet. Hmmm. I mailed in the paperwork for a rebate a while ago, but haven't gotten any money back. . . . *shrug* I don't know what to do now.
So I got all gussied up for Halloween and no one was there to see me. . . . . I don't think a single guy worked that day. Not that I did it for them, but . . . . Yeah. A lady who comes through drive-through a lot told me my contacts were a lot better than my glasses. lol And then she was all disappointed that I wasn't wearing them today. I thought it was funny. Hehe. :)
In about five weeks, I'm putting in my two weeks. :D I'm SO excited about that. It'll be so cool! WEEEEE!!! I think Ryan was totally bummed when I told him I was going away to college. . . . I kinda felt bad. . . . Oh, well.
I don't want to go to bed because if I do, then tomorrow will come and I'll have to get ready for work and then work from 11:45 to 7:45. . . . . . Oy vey. . . . The thought of that is just depressing. . . Not going to think about it. . . Not going to think about it.
So my mom, the bestest Mom EVER! bought me a Gershwin CD once. Pretty much out of the blue. It was so cool. And then I left my car unlocked and it got stolen with my CD player. . . . And I was very, very sad because of all the CDs I had, THAT one actually meant something. And then my mom, my lovely mother, bought the same CD for me again. :) Because she's just that awesome.
Thank you, Mom. :) Oh, and dinner was delicious.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Phone!
I bought a phone. It's small, it's awesome - I love it. :) Call me. Or text message. Those are fun and addicting. Weeeee!
The hamster escaped sometime last night. I went to work without knowing where it was. I came home and we still didn't know where it was. I watched NCIS and wondered where it was.
It's cold again. :D I'm happy.
I love Fall. I love trees. I love the changing seasons and all the colors. The color of orange leaves is the only time I like the color orange. True story.
So we put out all the garbage for the special garbage day, but we forgot the regular bag. . . . Yeah. . . . Someone shoot me.
Mike is now debt free. Why, you ask? Because I remembered all the times he paid for bowling and stuff. Plus, he took me to get my phone and bought pizza like a gazillion times while our parents were away.
I can't wait till Saturday. I'm so looking forward to not having to get up. One day with no alarm set. Mmmmm. :D I love my Friday nights. :D
My cousin is getting married in 11-12 days. . . Yep. That's two in two months. She has a shower on Saturday. I think I'm going but we'll see.
Why is that whenever you buy gas, the prices drop ten cents the next day? *shrug* Life is out to get you. Tread carefully.
We found the hamster sleeping in Katie's room. We put it back and all is well.
I need to go to bed now. It's late. Wishing you all a wonderful month of October.
~Jenn~
The hamster escaped sometime last night. I went to work without knowing where it was. I came home and we still didn't know where it was. I watched NCIS and wondered where it was.
It's cold again. :D I'm happy.
I love Fall. I love trees. I love the changing seasons and all the colors. The color of orange leaves is the only time I like the color orange. True story.
So we put out all the garbage for the special garbage day, but we forgot the regular bag. . . . Yeah. . . . Someone shoot me.
Mike is now debt free. Why, you ask? Because I remembered all the times he paid for bowling and stuff. Plus, he took me to get my phone and bought pizza like a gazillion times while our parents were away.
I can't wait till Saturday. I'm so looking forward to not having to get up. One day with no alarm set. Mmmmm. :D I love my Friday nights. :D
My cousin is getting married in 11-12 days. . . Yep. That's two in two months. She has a shower on Saturday. I think I'm going but we'll see.
Why is that whenever you buy gas, the prices drop ten cents the next day? *shrug* Life is out to get you. Tread carefully.
We found the hamster sleeping in Katie's room. We put it back and all is well.
I need to go to bed now. It's late. Wishing you all a wonderful month of October.
~Jenn~
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Day off
So it's Tuesday. And I'm not at work. This is not a good thing. As much as I like a day off from work, I like my Saturdays off much better. People think I'm weird. I don't like going into work the same time every day. But I love doing the same things. I like working the same days, but not at the same times. Everyone I used to work with liked it just the opposite. They loved that we didn't do the same things at the same place, but they liked that we worked the same hours. I hated it so incredibly much. Thankfully, God gave me a new job. God is good. We don't say it enough.
But back to it being Tuesday and me not having to work. So I dyed my hair. Or rather Mom dyed my hair while I watched in the mirror. Moms are great that way. Even though I probably could do it myself, she does it anyway. Maybe it's a bonding thing. Sometimes I actually miss her doing my hair. Maybe I'll ask her to French-braid it some Sunday. . .
My hair is so cool-looking right now. :D It's so dark and ooooOO!! :D I love it. I think I'm going to keep it black till summertime.
So I'm losing my phone around . . . . Hmm, I forgot. Not good. Hmmm. Oh well. I'm losing it soon. Within a month I think. So I need to get my own now. (For some reason it strikes me funny that "own" and "now" both have the same letters and I just used them both in a row. Hehe.) Whoohoo. New phone. . . . And my very first bill. lol That second part I'm not so much looking forward to.
Mike owes me twenty bucks. Just so the entire world can know. ;) lol
So what should I do today? I have a day off. Nothing scheduled except the hair-dying which is done. . . . Hmmmm. I've no ideas. I'll talk to Mom. Maybe Robin will call! :D But if we plan stuff her calling could be a not-so-great thing. . . . Hmmm. What to do, what to do.
I miss my friend. He went to Ireland. Haven't talked to him hardly at all lately. I miss him talking to me.
I really like my hair. :D *evil, giddy laughter* :D
So why am I not working today? Well, because we're having these inspections on Saturday. Yeah, I know. We just had inspections, but whatever. So I have to work it. In a way it's kind of nice because that means I'm someone they want there - someone they can trust to do things right and work hard. In another way, it's annoying because I'm going to be nervous and have to deal with whatshisface AND the customers. My hope is that I'll be in Front Drive-Through. Or in grill wrapping the sandwiches, but I doubt they'll put me there. We'll see how it goes. Brian (previously known as "whatshisface") is an okay guy though.
But back to it being Tuesday and me not having to work. So I dyed my hair. Or rather Mom dyed my hair while I watched in the mirror. Moms are great that way. Even though I probably could do it myself, she does it anyway. Maybe it's a bonding thing. Sometimes I actually miss her doing my hair. Maybe I'll ask her to French-braid it some Sunday. . .
My hair is so cool-looking right now. :D It's so dark and ooooOO!! :D I love it. I think I'm going to keep it black till summertime.
So I'm losing my phone around . . . . Hmm, I forgot. Not good. Hmmm. Oh well. I'm losing it soon. Within a month I think. So I need to get my own now. (For some reason it strikes me funny that "own" and "now" both have the same letters and I just used them both in a row. Hehe.) Whoohoo. New phone. . . . And my very first bill. lol That second part I'm not so much looking forward to.
Mike owes me twenty bucks. Just so the entire world can know. ;) lol
So what should I do today? I have a day off. Nothing scheduled except the hair-dying which is done. . . . Hmmmm. I've no ideas. I'll talk to Mom. Maybe Robin will call! :D But if we plan stuff her calling could be a not-so-great thing. . . . Hmmm. What to do, what to do.
I miss my friend. He went to Ireland. Haven't talked to him hardly at all lately. I miss him talking to me.
I really like my hair. :D *evil, giddy laughter* :D
So why am I not working today? Well, because we're having these inspections on Saturday. Yeah, I know. We just had inspections, but whatever. So I have to work it. In a way it's kind of nice because that means I'm someone they want there - someone they can trust to do things right and work hard. In another way, it's annoying because I'm going to be nervous and have to deal with whatshisface AND the customers. My hope is that I'll be in Front Drive-Through. Or in grill wrapping the sandwiches, but I doubt they'll put me there. We'll see how it goes. Brian (previously known as "whatshisface") is an okay guy though.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
A dilemma
So my violin gives me a rash. Yeah. . . . I break out in hives all over my neck after playing it. Not good, to say the least. But not a big deal, if I can just remember to not let it touch my skin. :)
I don't know what to play. I never do, but now I have like three things I need to play for. Grr. And I don't know what to sing tomorrow. Maybe I still won't be feeling well enough. . . lol
I need to write an email, but I really don't feel like it. . . . . Oh well. Gotta do what ya gotta do.
I got a raise, so I'm now making as much as my brother who's been working at the same job for like half as long as I have. . . . Either he's really, really good, or his manager brags about him a lot more. Or worse, maybe I'm slacking. . . . :/
I think I'm going to get stuck in back DT a lot more now. . . which kind of rots. Cause Sara had to change her hours up. Grr. I like to be in grill.
I learned something new yesterday. Actually, yesterday was pretty much a great day. :D Yep. Great day, yesterday.
I want to go shopping. I don't often want to go shopping, but I do right now. Unfortunately, I'm tired and I don't really want to go shopping at this minute. I just want to buy stuff, not walk around looking for the stuff to buy. lol Maybe I'm confused.
Or maybe YOU'RE confused. *evil laugh*
I just remembered I need to write two emails. . . . *sigh, mutter, grumble* I think they can wait till after supper. Hah.
Dustin wants to go bowling again. . . lol Yeah, he was talking about it and telling me how he's going to be in two different leagues and wants to do it just for fun too. The scariest part was how excited he seemed. . . . Yeah. Bowling. . .
I need to dye my hair this weekend. People also need to come over this weekend. And next time Mike and I go somewhere with peoples from work, we need some new people. lol I guess that's it.
I don't know what to play. I never do, but now I have like three things I need to play for. Grr. And I don't know what to sing tomorrow. Maybe I still won't be feeling well enough. . . lol
I need to write an email, but I really don't feel like it. . . . . Oh well. Gotta do what ya gotta do.
I got a raise, so I'm now making as much as my brother who's been working at the same job for like half as long as I have. . . . Either he's really, really good, or his manager brags about him a lot more. Or worse, maybe I'm slacking. . . . :/
I think I'm going to get stuck in back DT a lot more now. . . which kind of rots. Cause Sara had to change her hours up. Grr. I like to be in grill.
I learned something new yesterday. Actually, yesterday was pretty much a great day. :D Yep. Great day, yesterday.
I want to go shopping. I don't often want to go shopping, but I do right now. Unfortunately, I'm tired and I don't really want to go shopping at this minute. I just want to buy stuff, not walk around looking for the stuff to buy. lol Maybe I'm confused.
Or maybe YOU'RE confused. *evil laugh*
I just remembered I need to write two emails. . . . *sigh, mutter, grumble* I think they can wait till after supper. Hah.
Dustin wants to go bowling again. . . lol Yeah, he was talking about it and telling me how he's going to be in two different leagues and wants to do it just for fun too. The scariest part was how excited he seemed. . . . Yeah. Bowling. . .
I need to dye my hair this weekend. People also need to come over this weekend. And next time Mike and I go somewhere with peoples from work, we need some new people. lol I guess that's it.
Friday, September 7, 2007
We bare our souls and tell the most appalling secrets!
Me revealed! Gaspar!
Ahem. So I have this problem. I get lonely. Like. . . REALLY lonely, where it hurts so bad that I end up crying myself to sleep type of lonely. And I know it's dumb and that I shouldn't be, but. . . sometimes knowing just doesn't change things. Lots of times it does, but sometimes. . . it doesn't work. That's why I talk a lot about getting married and wanting a boyfriend and stuff. I want someone to love and to love me. It's not that I feel unloved or that I don't love those around me - I do! A lot! It's just a completely different kind.
My brother tells me I worry about it too much. That I shouldn't think about it. And he has a point - it's not like I'm old or anything. But I'm afraid. I'm afraid that because I don't NEED someone, I won't get someone. That since I can live without, I'll have to. There are people who are completely and utterly convinced they need someone - that that is what's for them. I'm not. I just want it really, really bad. But I don't need it. So it scares me, because wants aren't always granted. Needs are. Bottom line, I wish that I needed what I want. I can survive on my own. (Well, not really my own. I need God's help.) Everything else is extra. Family. Friends. Guys. It's all . . . fluff, almost. It's cushioning. It's not necessary. That's scary to me.
But on to less depressing thoughts.
I think the guy at work who had a crush on me is getting over it. Not sure, but I think so. Which, I suppose, is good. But to be completely honest, I like the attention.
People are going bowling tomorrow night. . . Yeah, I don't know if I want to. I mean, it was okay last time. It was fun. . . sorta. The actual bowling was boring, but the people were cool. Some of 'em. . . lol I don't know. They're not my kind of people. Heh. *shrug* Mike gets along with them though. I only like Beth, really.
The Firetruck parade is tonight. . . Yippee? Yeah, I don't know anymore. I don't know if anything has really made me happy the past three days. . . Wait, no. Wednesday was three days ago. . . I was happy then. We had church. :) Anyway - last two days. I've laughed and stuff, but. . . not really happy, and then that bothers me because I don't like having to depend on other people to be happy. In fact, I pretty much hate it. And yet. . . . I've been sucked in.
It was easier when no one talked to me. . . . Like when I thirteen-fifteen. . . Katie was two-four. She got most of the attention. Dave was working/going to college and so was Mike. I wasn't doing anything. There was nothing to talk to Mom about 'cause we were in school together all day driving each other batty. And Dad worked. It was easier then. I didn't talk to them, so I didn't need to. Now I find that I need to talk to Mom or I can't unwind. That I feel SOOOOOOO much better if I do. . . . She's afraid I'll go away and not talk to her. Ha. lol She's stuck with me now. If I'd gone right after graduating? Yeah, probably wouldn't talk much. But now. . . Things change. =D
Anyway, enough of me. I think that's part of my problem. I'm so sick of me. I need someone to love - someone who talks to me about every little thing that happens, so instead of being immersed in my own head, I can be immersed in his day. . . . Yeah. . . I'm sick of me.
In closing, a verse that I really, really love. "Turn us again, O LORD God of hosts; cause Thy face to shine and we shall be saved." <---- There are three verses in that Psalm that are really similar, but every time the Psalmist changes the title he gives God just a little. I like how it starts with God turning us too. It's one of those little pointers at God's sovereignty.
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Ahem. So I have this problem. I get lonely. Like. . . REALLY lonely, where it hurts so bad that I end up crying myself to sleep type of lonely. And I know it's dumb and that I shouldn't be, but. . . sometimes knowing just doesn't change things. Lots of times it does, but sometimes. . . it doesn't work. That's why I talk a lot about getting married and wanting a boyfriend and stuff. I want someone to love and to love me. It's not that I feel unloved or that I don't love those around me - I do! A lot! It's just a completely different kind.
My brother tells me I worry about it too much. That I shouldn't think about it. And he has a point - it's not like I'm old or anything. But I'm afraid. I'm afraid that because I don't NEED someone, I won't get someone. That since I can live without, I'll have to. There are people who are completely and utterly convinced they need someone - that that is what's for them. I'm not. I just want it really, really bad. But I don't need it. So it scares me, because wants aren't always granted. Needs are. Bottom line, I wish that I needed what I want. I can survive on my own. (Well, not really my own. I need God's help.) Everything else is extra. Family. Friends. Guys. It's all . . . fluff, almost. It's cushioning. It's not necessary. That's scary to me.
But on to less depressing thoughts.
I think the guy at work who had a crush on me is getting over it. Not sure, but I think so. Which, I suppose, is good. But to be completely honest, I like the attention.
People are going bowling tomorrow night. . . Yeah, I don't know if I want to. I mean, it was okay last time. It was fun. . . sorta. The actual bowling was boring, but the people were cool. Some of 'em. . . lol I don't know. They're not my kind of people. Heh. *shrug* Mike gets along with them though. I only like Beth, really.
The Firetruck parade is tonight. . . Yippee? Yeah, I don't know anymore. I don't know if anything has really made me happy the past three days. . . Wait, no. Wednesday was three days ago. . . I was happy then. We had church. :) Anyway - last two days. I've laughed and stuff, but. . . not really happy, and then that bothers me because I don't like having to depend on other people to be happy. In fact, I pretty much hate it. And yet. . . . I've been sucked in.
It was easier when no one talked to me. . . . Like when I thirteen-fifteen. . . Katie was two-four. She got most of the attention. Dave was working/going to college and so was Mike. I wasn't doing anything. There was nothing to talk to Mom about 'cause we were in school together all day driving each other batty. And Dad worked. It was easier then. I didn't talk to them, so I didn't need to. Now I find that I need to talk to Mom or I can't unwind. That I feel SOOOOOOO much better if I do. . . . She's afraid I'll go away and not talk to her. Ha. lol She's stuck with me now. If I'd gone right after graduating? Yeah, probably wouldn't talk much. But now. . . Things change. =D
Anyway, enough of me. I think that's part of my problem. I'm so sick of me. I need someone to love - someone who talks to me about every little thing that happens, so instead of being immersed in my own head, I can be immersed in his day. . . . Yeah. . . I'm sick of me.
In closing, a verse that I really, really love. "Turn us again, O LORD God of hosts; cause Thy face to shine and we shall be saved." <---- There are three verses in that Psalm that are really similar, but every time the Psalmist changes the title he gives God just a little. I like how it starts with God turning us too. It's one of those little pointers at God's sovereignty.
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Thursday, August 23, 2007
That Thing You Do
So. . . . My cousin's getting married in two days. That's just weird.
I think all my friends are gone again. . . Hmmm. I wonder if there's a song about that. Probably. Speaking of songs, there's this one, called, "That thing you do." Good song. I like it. It's kind of upbeat though for the words. Ah, well. *shrug*
I feel like making something or writing something, but I don't know what. . . . I need to buy some yarn. . . Hmmm. Maybe tomorrow after work. . . Though if it's really hot, I'm so not going to want to go shopping. . . . Hmmm. Pray for more rain, methinketh.
There have been great thunderstorms lately. :D It's SO COOL! :D Thunderstorms make me giddy. I was home (mostly alone) the other night and I almost went out into the torrential downpour. . . I didn't think my mom would think that was a very good idea though. It's crazy the amount of power she has. lol She wasn't even there. Never had to know. I still didn't do it because she wouldn't think it was a good idea. Mothers. ;)
I wish I knew how to do things really well without having to be taught. . . lol It'd be neat to just know. . . Some peope can do that. I'm not one of 'em.
I think this weather is really messing with our instruments. . . The piano sounded absolutely horrible on Wednesday. It was so. . . . Bleh. It was pretty awful. I blame the humidity. And my violin has been more out of tune lately than normal too. It's kind of annoying to have to constantly be trying to get it right. I should probably get used to it though. Hehe.
We watched Walk the Line tonight. It was sad. . . kind of. I thought it was okay. I liked Reese Witherspoon a lot in it and of course, I always like Joaquin Pheonix. (Plus, he just has that awesome name. . . even if it's not his real name. . .) Anyway. Movie made me want to be a singer. lol Despite every bad thing that happened. Almost the entire movie was bad things happening to him, though most of it was his own doing.
And what's up with Dogget (AKA the T-1000 of Terminator) playing the part of the mean dad in movies lately? He does it so well too. . . That always makes me wonder. . .
Well, I'd better get going. "Feeling Good' is another good song. :) "Birds flyin' high, you know how I feel. . . "
I think all my friends are gone again. . . Hmmm. I wonder if there's a song about that. Probably. Speaking of songs, there's this one, called, "That thing you do." Good song. I like it. It's kind of upbeat though for the words. Ah, well. *shrug*
I feel like making something or writing something, but I don't know what. . . . I need to buy some yarn. . . Hmmm. Maybe tomorrow after work. . . Though if it's really hot, I'm so not going to want to go shopping. . . . Hmmm. Pray for more rain, methinketh.
There have been great thunderstorms lately. :D It's SO COOL! :D Thunderstorms make me giddy. I was home (mostly alone) the other night and I almost went out into the torrential downpour. . . I didn't think my mom would think that was a very good idea though. It's crazy the amount of power she has. lol She wasn't even there. Never had to know. I still didn't do it because she wouldn't think it was a good idea. Mothers. ;)
I wish I knew how to do things really well without having to be taught. . . lol It'd be neat to just know. . . Some peope can do that. I'm not one of 'em.
I think this weather is really messing with our instruments. . . The piano sounded absolutely horrible on Wednesday. It was so. . . . Bleh. It was pretty awful. I blame the humidity. And my violin has been more out of tune lately than normal too. It's kind of annoying to have to constantly be trying to get it right. I should probably get used to it though. Hehe.
We watched Walk the Line tonight. It was sad. . . kind of. I thought it was okay. I liked Reese Witherspoon a lot in it and of course, I always like Joaquin Pheonix. (Plus, he just has that awesome name. . . even if it's not his real name. . .) Anyway. Movie made me want to be a singer. lol Despite every bad thing that happened. Almost the entire movie was bad things happening to him, though most of it was his own doing.
And what's up with Dogget (AKA the T-1000 of Terminator) playing the part of the mean dad in movies lately? He does it so well too. . . That always makes me wonder. . .
Well, I'd better get going. "Feeling Good' is another good song. :) "Birds flyin' high, you know how I feel. . . "
Thursday, August 16, 2007
My apologies
Sorry it's been almost a month since I've posted. I've been busy. . . and tired. And. . . stuff. Actually, I still feel busy and tired. Ha. Anyway. Life. . . Hmmm.
Work is going well. I like it. Kinda dreading next week because neither Beth nor Telah are going to be around and I'm not sure who's going to be working. That could be okay or a big pain. . . . Hopefully, most of the time it'll be Jen. Jen's cool. With Beth and Hope leaving/quitting, maybe I'll be up for a raise. . . :) One could hope. That could help with my college plans. Also, it'd be nice to put on a future resume. I was a manager at 18. Yeah, that'd be nice. It's not great, but it's better than just having been a normal crew-person.
There's a rumor that Heather might come back. Though, I'm not sure if they'd let her because she has a few more piercings and stuff now, I think. . . . *shrug* I don't think she'd want to anyway, but there aren't many jobs so . . .
Beth invited me to go bowling with her and a bunch of her friends. . . I don't know them, and I don't really enjoy bowling. Actually, I just don't like games. But that's a whole different topic. So do I go? Or do I use the excuse that it's a Saturday night and I can't be out that late? What if it's not that late though? . . . Hmmmm. Wisdom is a thing to be sought after.
My boards are back. =D I'm happy about that. Although. . . . None of the cool people have been on much. Pallando, WE (Robin), and Talon (Ethan, er. . . Evan ;)) are all in college. Why did everybody have to go to college? lol Oh, well.
I'm going to be so bored this semester, I think. . . . Thankfully, I should be working about 40 hours a week, so that should keep me mostly busy and keep my mind off of despressing subjects. . . . Like how my cousins are all getting married. . . . Great for them, less fun for me. (Not to sound selfish, but it IS my blog. . . . Okay, I'm just selfish. I'm sorry.)
The violin is going well. I think I'm making progress. I think I have an easier time "plunking" out tunes, so to speak, on it. I wonder why that is. . . Sometimes I could swear my fingers know things better than my head. Hehe. I hear a note in my head and my fingers play it without me having to figure it out. It's so cool. =D
My uncle wrote this poem and I have music to it in my head, but I need to fix it. I should work on that sometime. . . It's not easy. My "compositions" are all simple, short pieces that I just put together. lol It ends up sounding disjointed (probably cause it is). That's probably because I don't put enough effort into it though. . . Or time. . . Heh.
I miss Mike. . . We don't get to see each other as much. . . . :( Bleh.
Kaylynn is cool. I gave my blessing. Which is all that really matters. Dave knows this. ;)
Work is going well. I like it. Kinda dreading next week because neither Beth nor Telah are going to be around and I'm not sure who's going to be working. That could be okay or a big pain. . . . Hopefully, most of the time it'll be Jen. Jen's cool. With Beth and Hope leaving/quitting, maybe I'll be up for a raise. . . :) One could hope. That could help with my college plans. Also, it'd be nice to put on a future resume. I was a manager at 18. Yeah, that'd be nice. It's not great, but it's better than just having been a normal crew-person.
There's a rumor that Heather might come back. Though, I'm not sure if they'd let her because she has a few more piercings and stuff now, I think. . . . *shrug* I don't think she'd want to anyway, but there aren't many jobs so . . .
Beth invited me to go bowling with her and a bunch of her friends. . . I don't know them, and I don't really enjoy bowling. Actually, I just don't like games. But that's a whole different topic. So do I go? Or do I use the excuse that it's a Saturday night and I can't be out that late? What if it's not that late though? . . . Hmmmm. Wisdom is a thing to be sought after.
My boards are back. =D I'm happy about that. Although. . . . None of the cool people have been on much. Pallando, WE (Robin), and Talon (Ethan, er. . . Evan ;)) are all in college. Why did everybody have to go to college? lol Oh, well.
I'm going to be so bored this semester, I think. . . . Thankfully, I should be working about 40 hours a week, so that should keep me mostly busy and keep my mind off of despressing subjects. . . . Like how my cousins are all getting married. . . . Great for them, less fun for me. (Not to sound selfish, but it IS my blog. . . . Okay, I'm just selfish. I'm sorry.)
The violin is going well. I think I'm making progress. I think I have an easier time "plunking" out tunes, so to speak, on it. I wonder why that is. . . Sometimes I could swear my fingers know things better than my head. Hehe. I hear a note in my head and my fingers play it without me having to figure it out. It's so cool. =D
My uncle wrote this poem and I have music to it in my head, but I need to fix it. I should work on that sometime. . . It's not easy. My "compositions" are all simple, short pieces that I just put together. lol It ends up sounding disjointed (probably cause it is). That's probably because I don't put enough effort into it though. . . Or time. . . Heh.
I miss Mike. . . We don't get to see each other as much. . . . :( Bleh.
Kaylynn is cool. I gave my blessing. Which is all that really matters. Dave knows this. ;)
Friday, July 13, 2007
In the Bleak Mid-Summer
For the record, there were neither cashews, nor juice boxes on our trip and I think certain people would have been much less grouchy had there been. Next time, it's a must, people.
It's been really hot lately. I don't like it much. Thankfully, the other day we had this incredibly wonderful storm. It was so cool and inspired my new doodling on the piano. Hopefully, this one won't get shelved.
So all these weddings coming up have me thinking about vows and music and colors. . . . . It's not good, let me tell ya. Then again, if I only have a two-to-three-month engagment like I want, I suppose it'll be good to know some details, eh? Whatever.
I found this song called The Moon Is Mine. I really like it. It's a nice little song and I can play it on the violin. Speaking of the violin, I really need some new material for that. . . . I don't ever know what to play and then I think of something and then I can play it and it's not hard enough. I need something not simple but easier than the Butterfly, 'cause I just can't seem to get that one. . . I don't think I'm going to be able to fiddle much. :(
I think when I go to college, I'm only going to write emails home. No phone calls. Well. . . . I might call Mike now and then just because I'm going to miss him so. . . . But yeah, emails. Dad always calls me sweetheart or "pumkin" (it's spelled wrong on purpose) when he writes back. . . . It makes me giggle.
People at work like me. . . Granted, I get along pretty well with most of them, but even the ones I don't like seem to like me just fine. . . . Which is slightly annoying because then they talk to you and you have to be nice. lol But oh well. Better than them hating me, I guess. . . . Maybe not. It's kinda funny when people hate me. Hehehehe.
Something that I love: Socks. *wiggles toes*
Something that I hate: When adults act like children.
^It's like "Good Idea, Bad Idea," except completely different!
I've been rereading my brother's show. It is soooooooo funny! :D I've so got to make sure I have access to them when I go away. 'Cause there are going to be days when I need to giggle endlessly and that oughta do it. I wonder if I can stay with Steff. . . . . If I could, I could just take my whole computer out there. . . . I wonder what Mom is going to do to my room when I leave. . . . *looks around anxiously* ;)
It's been really hot lately. I don't like it much. Thankfully, the other day we had this incredibly wonderful storm. It was so cool and inspired my new doodling on the piano. Hopefully, this one won't get shelved.
So all these weddings coming up have me thinking about vows and music and colors. . . . . It's not good, let me tell ya. Then again, if I only have a two-to-three-month engagment like I want, I suppose it'll be good to know some details, eh? Whatever.
I found this song called The Moon Is Mine. I really like it. It's a nice little song and I can play it on the violin. Speaking of the violin, I really need some new material for that. . . . I don't ever know what to play and then I think of something and then I can play it and it's not hard enough. I need something not simple but easier than the Butterfly, 'cause I just can't seem to get that one. . . I don't think I'm going to be able to fiddle much. :(
I think when I go to college, I'm only going to write emails home. No phone calls. Well. . . . I might call Mike now and then just because I'm going to miss him so. . . . But yeah, emails. Dad always calls me sweetheart or "pumkin" (it's spelled wrong on purpose) when he writes back. . . . It makes me giggle.
People at work like me. . . Granted, I get along pretty well with most of them, but even the ones I don't like seem to like me just fine. . . . Which is slightly annoying because then they talk to you and you have to be nice. lol But oh well. Better than them hating me, I guess. . . . Maybe not. It's kinda funny when people hate me. Hehehehe.
Something that I love: Socks. *wiggles toes*
Something that I hate: When adults act like children.
^It's like "Good Idea, Bad Idea," except completely different!
I've been rereading my brother's show. It is soooooooo funny! :D I've so got to make sure I have access to them when I go away. 'Cause there are going to be days when I need to giggle endlessly and that oughta do it. I wonder if I can stay with Steff. . . . . If I could, I could just take my whole computer out there. . . . I wonder what Mom is going to do to my room when I leave. . . . *looks around anxiously* ;)
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Bleh
My feet hurt really badly. My boards are now dead. It's really hot out, my car needs gas (Dave. . . :P) and lastly, I haven't been able to talk to my friends for close to three weeks. Urgh.
On the upside, I don't have to work for a week, and we've got a road trip coming up. :D Weeeee! I'm told there will be cashews and juice boxes, so I'm excited. I really need to see about getting all the other days off that I'm going to need though. Like those three for the Bible-preservation conference, and then whenever my other two cousins are getting married. . . I wish I were going to school this year. . . Hmmm. More prayer.
I had to cut the schedule at work today. It's kind of fun. It makes me feel kind of nosy though. lol "Oh, that's what you're working, hmm? Interesting."
Telah rearranged the whole store so I could come home a little early today. She's cool that way. :D My ankle still looks weird. Hehe. But it's feeling a lot better, so that's good.
You know, things that happen to you are much less fun if you don't have anyone to tell them to. Yeah. . . . Wake up, Mike. ;)
Argh, my feet. . . Tis what happens when you have to stand on one foot all day. . . It gets tired four times as fast.
On the upside, I don't have to work for a week, and we've got a road trip coming up. :D Weeeee! I'm told there will be cashews and juice boxes, so I'm excited. I really need to see about getting all the other days off that I'm going to need though. Like those three for the Bible-preservation conference, and then whenever my other two cousins are getting married. . . I wish I were going to school this year. . . Hmmm. More prayer.
I had to cut the schedule at work today. It's kind of fun. It makes me feel kind of nosy though. lol "Oh, that's what you're working, hmm? Interesting."
Telah rearranged the whole store so I could come home a little early today. She's cool that way. :D My ankle still looks weird. Hehe. But it's feeling a lot better, so that's good.
You know, things that happen to you are much less fun if you don't have anyone to tell them to. Yeah. . . . Wake up, Mike. ;)
Argh, my feet. . . Tis what happens when you have to stand on one foot all day. . . It gets tired four times as fast.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
I am happy, oh, so happy!
*singing* I'm so happy and here's the reason why: my boards aren't crashing anytime soooo-ooon! :D YAY!!!! Yes, I'm relieved and happy and I'm seriously considering running up and down the stairs a few times or dancing around Mom, hugging her. I bet it'll come out after church. . . I just bet.
Poor Mikey has to work tonight. *tsk, tsk* Not going to church. You're as bad as Kaylynn, Mike. ;P
Oh! Another reason to be happy. So I'd totally lost my imagination for like three months and the other day I went outside ('cause it was absolutely gorgeous out there - best day of summer by far) and I jumped on the trampoline and stuff and my mind kicked back into gear. Yippeeee! :D It's great.
Today was a good day at work. . . Telah, one of the managers, is so great. Hehe. She's awesome. And Jarrod was actually pretty cool today too. And Heather and I were talking a little bit, which we've not really ever done before. (Heather T, not Heather G. Heather G. I've talked to plenty.)
The wedding is getting really close! :D I'm excited. I have no clue what I'm going to wear though. . . Hehehe. Oh well. What's it going to matter? I doubt anyone is going to be paying attention anyhow. Hehe.
*dances and twirls and grins* I'm happy. :)
Poor Mikey has to work tonight. *tsk, tsk* Not going to church. You're as bad as Kaylynn, Mike. ;P
Oh! Another reason to be happy. So I'd totally lost my imagination for like three months and the other day I went outside ('cause it was absolutely gorgeous out there - best day of summer by far) and I jumped on the trampoline and stuff and my mind kicked back into gear. Yippeeee! :D It's great.
Today was a good day at work. . . Telah, one of the managers, is so great. Hehe. She's awesome. And Jarrod was actually pretty cool today too. And Heather and I were talking a little bit, which we've not really ever done before. (Heather T, not Heather G. Heather G. I've talked to plenty.)
The wedding is getting really close! :D I'm excited. I have no clue what I'm going to wear though. . . Hehehe. Oh well. What's it going to matter? I doubt anyone is going to be paying attention anyhow. Hehe.
*dances and twirls and grins* I'm happy. :)
Saturday, June 2, 2007
Another day has come and gone
I had to work today. I don't like Saturdays, but of all the ones I've had to work, this was the best. Strange, 'cause I thought it might be the worst what with the broiling heat and the pain I've been having. Curses on pain. It just makes things difficult. How are you supposed to work when pain is spreading from your right side to your back and it's so intense you can't move? I don't think anyone knows. It's a great mystery of life. ;)
My brother's birthday was today. :) I love my brother. He's a cool, cool guy. And he got a job at my McDonald's. Sweet bananas! It'll be interesting, that's for sure.
I need someone to whom I can show affection. . . Or myabe I should just not watch movies like Pride and Prejudice. . . Hmmmm. Nah. That movie is great. =D They're all so cute! Hehehehe! I like Mr. Bingley. He's funny. Kinda like Ron from Harry Potter. Maybe it's just that they're both red-heads, but I kept equating them while watching P&P this last time.
*sing-song* Dave and Caelyn sittin' in a tree. ;) (Btw, Kaylin? Kaelyn? Caylin? There's waaaaaaaaaaaay too many ways to spell that. Heh.) I like it when people like each other. They're so adorable. :)
Tomorrow is the first Sunday of the month. It's also black day. . . What to wear. . . What to play. I've no ideas, and it's getting later. Not going to figure it out tonight, but at least I can say I thought about it, right?
I like the Japanese language. I think Asian people are pretty. However, when a bunch of them come in to work, it'd be cool if they had less of an accent, or someone who could . . . translate or something? Yeah. . . They have such great hair though, I think I can forgive them. lol *shrug*
I want to read or write or compose something and I'm not making much progress. I thought I had an idea about writing something, but I just have no drive. . . Hmmm. What to do. . .
I like the name Ethan Daniel. No one else can have it. I've claimed it and it's in writing, so ha! :P So is Elicia Jade. I'm working on more. Give it time.
I've never even been asked out on a date and I've already got kids' names picked out. . . . Hmmmmmmm. . . . If guys are like they are in movies/shows, I'm sunk. Hehehe. Then again, according to *cough! hack!* I'm sunk anyway, so whatever. ;)
I was told today I don't talk. . . . . *shrug*
My brother's birthday was today. :) I love my brother. He's a cool, cool guy. And he got a job at my McDonald's. Sweet bananas! It'll be interesting, that's for sure.
I need someone to whom I can show affection. . . Or myabe I should just not watch movies like Pride and Prejudice. . . Hmmmm. Nah. That movie is great. =D They're all so cute! Hehehehe! I like Mr. Bingley. He's funny. Kinda like Ron from Harry Potter. Maybe it's just that they're both red-heads, but I kept equating them while watching P&P this last time.
*sing-song* Dave and Caelyn sittin' in a tree. ;) (Btw, Kaylin? Kaelyn? Caylin? There's waaaaaaaaaaaay too many ways to spell that. Heh.) I like it when people like each other. They're so adorable. :)
Tomorrow is the first Sunday of the month. It's also black day. . . What to wear. . . What to play. I've no ideas, and it's getting later. Not going to figure it out tonight, but at least I can say I thought about it, right?
I like the Japanese language. I think Asian people are pretty. However, when a bunch of them come in to work, it'd be cool if they had less of an accent, or someone who could . . . translate or something? Yeah. . . They have such great hair though, I think I can forgive them. lol *shrug*
I want to read or write or compose something and I'm not making much progress. I thought I had an idea about writing something, but I just have no drive. . . Hmmm. What to do. . .
I like the name Ethan Daniel. No one else can have it. I've claimed it and it's in writing, so ha! :P So is Elicia Jade. I'm working on more. Give it time.
I've never even been asked out on a date and I've already got kids' names picked out. . . . Hmmmmmmm. . . . If guys are like they are in movies/shows, I'm sunk. Hehehe. Then again, according to *cough! hack!* I'm sunk anyway, so whatever. ;)
I was told today I don't talk. . . . . *shrug*
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Sunday
I'm really happy right now. Like, ecstatic happy. My brother is home for the summer, and my cousins came over yesterday. We had so much fun. =D I love my family. I feel bad for people who don't have family like ours. It's so. . . great. =D God blesses us so much. =D
So I think I might call Robin tonight. . . . Hmmm, depends.
I love this band. It's called Bond. Four girls, three play violin, one plays the cello. They're great.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mhofip2CROI&mode=related&search=
I want to be able to play like that. I've got to see if I can find a CD of them. Watching that is great for making me want to practice the violin. (Also makes me want to lose weight, hehe.)
Five more days and then I can sleep in. I think I should get more than five and a half hours tonight though. That's probably be a good idea.
I should go practice my violin. My hand started cramping up last night. It was kinda uncomfortable. lol
I really feel like composing or writing or something, but I have no ideas. . . . It's kind of sad. I have no imagination of my own. I can only change someone else's original idea.
I like Liam Neeson. I comment because we saw Les Miserables last night. He's a really good actor. I want to see one of those movies that's funny without being a comedy.
Guess I'll post more some other day. You're all yelling at me. :P
So I think I might call Robin tonight. . . . Hmmm, depends.
I love this band. It's called Bond. Four girls, three play violin, one plays the cello. They're great.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mhofip2CROI&mode=related&search=
I want to be able to play like that. I've got to see if I can find a CD of them. Watching that is great for making me want to practice the violin. (Also makes me want to lose weight, hehe.)
Five more days and then I can sleep in. I think I should get more than five and a half hours tonight though. That's probably be a good idea.
I should go practice my violin. My hand started cramping up last night. It was kinda uncomfortable. lol
I really feel like composing or writing or something, but I have no ideas. . . . It's kind of sad. I have no imagination of my own. I can only change someone else's original idea.
I like Liam Neeson. I comment because we saw Les Miserables last night. He's a really good actor. I want to see one of those movies that's funny without being a comedy.
Guess I'll post more some other day. You're all yelling at me. :P
Monday, May 7, 2007
Day Off
Whoo-hoo! Normally, I would hate having a Monday off if I have to work the following Saturday. However, today, it's just. . . . really nice. =D Mom said my last blog was too sad, so I'm trying to be happy. ;)
Interesting thing happened today. Mom knows about it. *giggle* Hmmm.
Some people make no sense. Some people make sense most of the time, and then every now and then they do something crazy. I think the second group is much more flabergasting. 'Cause you THINK you've got them figured out, and then Wha!? You did what?! How-, why-?! *odd noise that I can't type* And then you call them weird.
I need a new song to play on the violin. . . . I can't think of anything that'd be fun.
My brother is really funny on Mondays. =D He gets all excited about his show. It's cute. =D
I went to the dollar store today and didn't buy anything. It was kinda sad. . . There was nothing there. Seriously. NOthing.
I miss people from WoW. Which is kinda funny, 'cause I've been playing again lately. They're just not around any more. Talaryn, why!?!?! ;) And Darryl. He's around sometimes. He's cool. Sorta.
So I think that's it. Honestly, I don't blog much 'cause I don't have much to say. Where Dave gets all his material, I'll never be able to figure out.
Interesting thing happened today. Mom knows about it. *giggle* Hmmm.
Some people make no sense. Some people make sense most of the time, and then every now and then they do something crazy. I think the second group is much more flabergasting. 'Cause you THINK you've got them figured out, and then Wha!? You did what?! How-, why-?! *odd noise that I can't type* And then you call them weird.
I need a new song to play on the violin. . . . I can't think of anything that'd be fun.
My brother is really funny on Mondays. =D He gets all excited about his show. It's cute. =D
I went to the dollar store today and didn't buy anything. It was kinda sad. . . There was nothing there. Seriously. NOthing.
I miss people from WoW. Which is kinda funny, 'cause I've been playing again lately. They're just not around any more. Talaryn, why!?!?! ;) And Darryl. He's around sometimes. He's cool. Sorta.
So I think that's it. Honestly, I don't blog much 'cause I don't have much to say. Where Dave gets all his material, I'll never be able to figure out.
Friday, April 27, 2007
Lonesome
I'm really lonely. Usually I get over it faster than this. . . . I've been lonely for like a week. . . or has it been two now? Hmmm. Time kinda meshes all together lately. Well, work days mesh together. The rest of the week is it's own thing.
So I was supposed to be at work at 7am this morning and I woke up at 6:20, rather than the normal ten to six. . . . Yeah. With a 25 minute drive ahead of me. Don't worry, I made it early. 'Tis only the grace of God that I woke up at all. I love those little reminders He gives us that He loves us. =D
I like Garfield. =D It's a good comic. Teehee! So is Dilbert. FoxTrot used to be the best, but it's only a Sunday comic now, so Bleh.
My friend at work quit. :/ My boards have lost almost all their appeal. *sigh* Oh, well. Funny. . . I knew this was going to happen. . . I even wrote out a long post about it like a year ago. . . Kinda weird how it's happening just like I thought it would. . . . Bleh.
I should go play the piano. . . And then my violin. *sigh* Sometimes, I just want to not do anything. I know I have plenty of time, but sometimes I feel really rushed. Like there's not enough time for practice and play anymore. I'm thinking I need to bring my violin downstairs and practice when the baby's asleep. . . Hmmmmmm. Yeah, that's what I'm thinking.
I'm also thinking about getting one of those things that you plug into your car's tape player and hook it up to your CD player and then you can play your CDs through your car's speakers. Neat, no? Aye. Nifty. I'm thinking. Then again, I have bills coming up. . . Insurance. Although Dad said I don't need new tires yet, so that's cool. Hmmm. And I did just get a raise. . . . Ah, well. I'll figure it out.
I have a sore throat. It's annoying. And I was in back DT this morning. . . Not good. I thought I was going to lose my voice. Eheh.
Wednesday, I was going to get gas after church, but I really didn't want to go back out, so I procrastinated and decided to do it after work on Thursday. I got out of work and gas prices had jumped up about fifteen cents. I started praying, and I prayed all the way home and there was one, ONE! gas station that hadn't hiked the prices that high yet. God is so good to me. =D Even when I do something foolish.
So I was supposed to be at work at 7am this morning and I woke up at 6:20, rather than the normal ten to six. . . . Yeah. With a 25 minute drive ahead of me. Don't worry, I made it early. 'Tis only the grace of God that I woke up at all. I love those little reminders He gives us that He loves us. =D
I like Garfield. =D It's a good comic. Teehee! So is Dilbert. FoxTrot used to be the best, but it's only a Sunday comic now, so Bleh.
My friend at work quit. :/ My boards have lost almost all their appeal. *sigh* Oh, well. Funny. . . I knew this was going to happen. . . I even wrote out a long post about it like a year ago. . . Kinda weird how it's happening just like I thought it would. . . . Bleh.
I should go play the piano. . . And then my violin. *sigh* Sometimes, I just want to not do anything. I know I have plenty of time, but sometimes I feel really rushed. Like there's not enough time for practice and play anymore. I'm thinking I need to bring my violin downstairs and practice when the baby's asleep. . . Hmmmmmm. Yeah, that's what I'm thinking.
I'm also thinking about getting one of those things that you plug into your car's tape player and hook it up to your CD player and then you can play your CDs through your car's speakers. Neat, no? Aye. Nifty. I'm thinking. Then again, I have bills coming up. . . Insurance. Although Dad said I don't need new tires yet, so that's cool. Hmmm. And I did just get a raise. . . . Ah, well. I'll figure it out.
I have a sore throat. It's annoying. And I was in back DT this morning. . . Not good. I thought I was going to lose my voice. Eheh.
Wednesday, I was going to get gas after church, but I really didn't want to go back out, so I procrastinated and decided to do it after work on Thursday. I got out of work and gas prices had jumped up about fifteen cents. I started praying, and I prayed all the way home and there was one, ONE! gas station that hadn't hiked the prices that high yet. God is so good to me. =D Even when I do something foolish.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Home again, home again
As you all know (or SHOULD all know), I went to Watertown, WI (Maranatha Baptist Bible College) to see my cousin in the play, The HMS Pinafore. And WOW!!! :D It was awesome! So! I'm thinking that I definitely need to get my application sent and paid for and all that jazz, and then I need to start taking classes for "personal enrichment" (so I don't have to major in anything :D :D). Yeah. And then I have to figure out the best way to balance my time between learning to sing, practicing violin and piano, compose, and socializing. I may have to teach my brother by example just how one is friendly. lol ;) Oh, oh! Also! I have GOT to take at least one class for drama. The problem is. . . acting doesn't sound that appealing. Musicals, now those sound like fun.
The play:
I loved it from the very beginning. The overture was cool and the opening song (a bunch of guys singing in perfect harmony) was incredible! The main girl had an astounding voice and the first mate was my favorite character of the whole bunch. He reminded me of Christian Bale. . . . Wasn't that good-looking, just had . . . I don't know, something. My cousin was really good and in the play, she was quite the man-chaser. lol It was cute. :) Last, but not least, I started giggling pretty hard when they started singing, "He's an Englishman". :D I thought of you, dear brudder, I thought of you.
The College:
The buildings were cool, not too hard to figure out and navigate around, so that's nice. The music section was incredible. Granted, I really don't want to "live" in those little practice rooms like my cousin was talking about, but those pianos were soooooooooo nice. Wow. And there's that one room with the electronic gadgets for composing! OooooO!!! :D I'm so excited. And all the people were like my height! Seriously! And I don't just mean the girls! It's a college of midgets! It was really weird. . . There was this guy in choir class who was next to my cousin and wow. . . . His voice was sooooooooooo . . . *swoon*! lol ;) No, but really, those people can sing.
I'm thinking that I'm not going to like dorm life, but . . . . *shrug* Oh, well. I'll adapt. :)
That's it for now. Gotta go practice, practice, practice. ;)
~Jenn~
The play:
I loved it from the very beginning. The overture was cool and the opening song (a bunch of guys singing in perfect harmony) was incredible! The main girl had an astounding voice and the first mate was my favorite character of the whole bunch. He reminded me of Christian Bale. . . . Wasn't that good-looking, just had . . . I don't know, something. My cousin was really good and in the play, she was quite the man-chaser. lol It was cute. :) Last, but not least, I started giggling pretty hard when they started singing, "He's an Englishman". :D I thought of you, dear brudder, I thought of you.
The College:
The buildings were cool, not too hard to figure out and navigate around, so that's nice. The music section was incredible. Granted, I really don't want to "live" in those little practice rooms like my cousin was talking about, but those pianos were soooooooooo nice. Wow. And there's that one room with the electronic gadgets for composing! OooooO!!! :D I'm so excited. And all the people were like my height! Seriously! And I don't just mean the girls! It's a college of midgets! It was really weird. . . There was this guy in choir class who was next to my cousin and wow. . . . His voice was sooooooooooo . . . *swoon*! lol ;) No, but really, those people can sing.
I'm thinking that I'm not going to like dorm life, but . . . . *shrug* Oh, well. I'll adapt. :)
That's it for now. Gotta go practice, practice, practice. ;)
~Jenn~
Thursday, April 5, 2007
Birthyday
So. I'm going to be eighteen. Wow. . . . I'm growing up so fast! It seems like just yesterday that I was only a little tike speed-talking and annoying my brothers to death. (Wait a second! That was yesterday. . . ;)) Anywho. I liked being seventeen, but I'm thinking it's time to move on. Time to progress. Time to . . . . shut. . . up.
I made an unintended pun yesterday. :) . . . *shrug*
It's so cold in my room. . . . Seriously, it's like. . . fifty-two degrees in here. Brrrrr! I'm thinking about getting a little space heater. . . I mean, I have an air conditioner. Space-heater is a lot cheaper and I'd probably use it just as much. Though with the going away to college thing, maybe not. . . Hmm.
One of the managers is thinking about quitting and I really don't want her to. She's so . . . good at it! I love working when she's there. She always knows what's going on, always has everyone where they're supposed to be and she helps out where the crew is weakest. Honestly, she's probably the best manager I've worked with and I've worked with almost all of them. So I asked her to stay till the fall. Heh. I don't think she's going to. . . which means that I have a better chance of getting promoted. And I'd take the promotion if it were offered. Indeed. I'd have to learn a lot, but I learn well. I was practicing wrapping sandwiches with my empty wrapper on my break today. Hehe.
Yesterday, I was stressed out about what was going to happen today. I was really nervous about it and praying a lot about it. Funny thing happened. Last night, my brother was stressed out about having to preach and then he didn't have to because we cancelled. Yesterday, I was stressed about being in back DT, and then today I didn't even have to be in back DT. . . . I think God's teaching me something (like not to stress out about uncertain circumstances). Hopefully, I won't forget it next time something stressful comes along.
I made an unintended pun yesterday. :) . . . *shrug*
It's so cold in my room. . . . Seriously, it's like. . . fifty-two degrees in here. Brrrrr! I'm thinking about getting a little space heater. . . I mean, I have an air conditioner. Space-heater is a lot cheaper and I'd probably use it just as much. Though with the going away to college thing, maybe not. . . Hmm.
One of the managers is thinking about quitting and I really don't want her to. She's so . . . good at it! I love working when she's there. She always knows what's going on, always has everyone where they're supposed to be and she helps out where the crew is weakest. Honestly, she's probably the best manager I've worked with and I've worked with almost all of them. So I asked her to stay till the fall. Heh. I don't think she's going to. . . which means that I have a better chance of getting promoted. And I'd take the promotion if it were offered. Indeed. I'd have to learn a lot, but I learn well. I was practicing wrapping sandwiches with my empty wrapper on my break today. Hehe.
Yesterday, I was stressed out about what was going to happen today. I was really nervous about it and praying a lot about it. Funny thing happened. Last night, my brother was stressed out about having to preach and then he didn't have to because we cancelled. Yesterday, I was stressed about being in back DT, and then today I didn't even have to be in back DT. . . . I think God's teaching me something (like not to stress out about uncertain circumstances). Hopefully, I won't forget it next time something stressful comes along.
Monday, April 2, 2007
Oy vey
Someone told me something emotionally disturbing late last week. . . . I haven't gotten over it yet and it's kinda killing the good mood I should have. I'm thinkng I should get over it, but it's proving difficult.
Work stinks when things break. There would be very little stress at my job if people quit telling me to go stand in DT and if things quit breaking. The managers don't seem to understand that when people are waiting for their food, the person in DT had better have it, or better be getting it. Otherwise, the customers see somebody just standing there and wow, does that make them upset. And then I have to be the one to deal with it.
Two of my cousin's friends came to church last night and then they came to our house. First thing my mom asks when they're gone is, "So which one did you like?" Mothers. They're so cute. :)
What's the point of not having to be to work nearly as early as usual, but still having to get up at the same time? The point is annoying. But such is life and murmerers used to get killed by having large rocks thrown at them, so. . .
I like Troy. The sad thing is, I feel worse when Achilles dies than when Hector dies. . . . Why can't I like the good guy as much as the bad guy? I mean, Hector's so awesome. He's so good. Achilles is ruled by desire, by want. Hector is ruled by what's right, by his code. I think I know why. For good guys, the right will always be more important than a girl, while the rogue will hang the rules to sweep the girl off her feet.
The new Rocky was funny. Stallone looked so old. I guess he kinda is though. lol
Five days till my birthday. I get a raise! Woot! :)
I asked my friend what I should read 'cause I'm bored sometimes, lol, and he gave me a list long enough to last like five years. Seriously. He just kept going and going and going and go- Okay, I'll stop. You get the picture. It was a long list that's mostly forgotten, and probably never going to be used (though then I feel guilty 'cause he went to all the trouble of spouting off book titles. . . ) Hmmmm.
Work stinks when things break. There would be very little stress at my job if people quit telling me to go stand in DT and if things quit breaking. The managers don't seem to understand that when people are waiting for their food, the person in DT had better have it, or better be getting it. Otherwise, the customers see somebody just standing there and wow, does that make them upset. And then I have to be the one to deal with it.
Two of my cousin's friends came to church last night and then they came to our house. First thing my mom asks when they're gone is, "So which one did you like?" Mothers. They're so cute. :)
What's the point of not having to be to work nearly as early as usual, but still having to get up at the same time? The point is annoying. But such is life and murmerers used to get killed by having large rocks thrown at them, so. . .
I like Troy. The sad thing is, I feel worse when Achilles dies than when Hector dies. . . . Why can't I like the good guy as much as the bad guy? I mean, Hector's so awesome. He's so good. Achilles is ruled by desire, by want. Hector is ruled by what's right, by his code. I think I know why. For good guys, the right will always be more important than a girl, while the rogue will hang the rules to sweep the girl off her feet.
The new Rocky was funny. Stallone looked so old. I guess he kinda is though. lol
Five days till my birthday. I get a raise! Woot! :)
I asked my friend what I should read 'cause I'm bored sometimes, lol, and he gave me a list long enough to last like five years. Seriously. He just kept going and going and going and go- Okay, I'll stop. You get the picture. It was a long list that's mostly forgotten, and probably never going to be used (though then I feel guilty 'cause he went to all the trouble of spouting off book titles. . . ) Hmmmm.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Skirts
Floofy skirts are great. Just thought I'd say that. They're comfy, cute, and you can wear them any time of the year. Kudos.
I've been extremely stressed out this weekend and I don't know why. Well. . . I was stressed Friday because I was afraid that I wasn't going to get any sleep and then I was never going to recover from a week of work. (I need (like) one night of nine-ten hour sleep per week, which is not going to happen when I have to get up around 6am every morning for work.) However, it turned out that I went to bed at a semi-decent time (I think) and slept for at least eight (probably around nine) hours. Go me. :)
Then there was Saturday, which was mostly boring. I got to watch some movies I wanted to see (I forgot my mom's pans though at my cousin's house (Sorry!)) and mostly did. . . nothing. Good day of rest. That night though. . . . . well, I was watching two of my cousins with their boyfriends and then there were two of my cousins with their wives. . . and. . . Oy, I felt lonely. It's nights like that that I am SO thankful I have brothers. And for some reason my guy cousins were really nice to me. . . I think they knew I was having problems. Not like I was hiding it, but still. It was really nice. Blessings on them all. Love you guys.
So I need to do some type of activity every day. Supposedly walking is like the best thing for you, but I hate walking in place. I mean, I don't like walking outside that much, but it's not as bad. Walking in the living room to a video without really getting anywhere sounds so. . . . EW! So I keep thinking I'm going to get a gym membership (I just found out that my cousin did and I was like, "Wha!?") or go to a hotel and use their pool or something, but. . . everybody is like, "Don't spend the money, you'll regret it. You won't stick with it." It makes me wonder. . . . If everybody were just more supportive and reinforced what I was thinking, if it wouldn't work better than saying, "Oh, don't do it! You'll regret it!" . . . . I'll never know though. I'm not going to (you can all be happy) because I think I'd end up hating it just as much as walking at home, but. . . I hate not to try, ya know? What if I don't mind it? I'm so different when I'm not at home. . . Ugh. I hate not knowing what to do. And I've been experiencing that an awful lot lately. *sigh*
Let's take a vote: Should I go to college for the Fall semester or not? Yea or Nay, cast your vote. Shall I flip a coin? Call it in the air. *moments later* I flipped a penny four times and three of those it was tails. You didn't call it though, so I guess we'll have to wait for the voting results.
I've been extremely stressed out this weekend and I don't know why. Well. . . I was stressed Friday because I was afraid that I wasn't going to get any sleep and then I was never going to recover from a week of work. (I need (like) one night of nine-ten hour sleep per week, which is not going to happen when I have to get up around 6am every morning for work.) However, it turned out that I went to bed at a semi-decent time (I think) and slept for at least eight (probably around nine) hours. Go me. :)
Then there was Saturday, which was mostly boring. I got to watch some movies I wanted to see (I forgot my mom's pans though at my cousin's house (Sorry!)) and mostly did. . . nothing. Good day of rest. That night though. . . . . well, I was watching two of my cousins with their boyfriends and then there were two of my cousins with their wives. . . and. . . Oy, I felt lonely. It's nights like that that I am SO thankful I have brothers. And for some reason my guy cousins were really nice to me. . . I think they knew I was having problems. Not like I was hiding it, but still. It was really nice. Blessings on them all. Love you guys.
So I need to do some type of activity every day. Supposedly walking is like the best thing for you, but I hate walking in place. I mean, I don't like walking outside that much, but it's not as bad. Walking in the living room to a video without really getting anywhere sounds so. . . . EW! So I keep thinking I'm going to get a gym membership (I just found out that my cousin did and I was like, "Wha!?") or go to a hotel and use their pool or something, but. . . everybody is like, "Don't spend the money, you'll regret it. You won't stick with it." It makes me wonder. . . . If everybody were just more supportive and reinforced what I was thinking, if it wouldn't work better than saying, "Oh, don't do it! You'll regret it!" . . . . I'll never know though. I'm not going to (you can all be happy) because I think I'd end up hating it just as much as walking at home, but. . . I hate not to try, ya know? What if I don't mind it? I'm so different when I'm not at home. . . Ugh. I hate not knowing what to do. And I've been experiencing that an awful lot lately. *sigh*
Let's take a vote: Should I go to college for the Fall semester or not? Yea or Nay, cast your vote. Shall I flip a coin? Call it in the air. *moments later* I flipped a penny four times and three of those it was tails. You didn't call it though, so I guess we'll have to wait for the voting results.
Saturday, March 17, 2007
St. Patrick's Day
Yippee! We all get to get drunk! Hoorah!
That was a mockery of people, just so ya know. What is St. Patrick's Day about? It's a day to get drunk. Therefore, utterly useless to Christians.
I'm told I don't post enough. I think I post plenty. Seriously, I don't have that much to talk about (or that much to talk to you people about; Teehee! I called you "you people" on here. *burst into fits of giggles*)
I got to sleep in today. :D Blessed slumber. Ah, how I love to sleep. And dream. Dreamless sleep is mostly annoying, because it's like wasted time. I mean seriously, you spend like seven hours doing nothing and don't even get a good memory from it. Come on!
I had fun dreams last night. I like to remember them, but lots of people don't like to hear them, so I'll not bore you. (Anymore than necessary, that is.)
I asked for the days off so I could go see the play my cousin is in (HMS Pinafore) even though I'm not positive I want to go. . . It's not really the play. I want to see the play. I want to be there at Maranatha to see the campus and stuff. I'm just not sure I want to spend eight hours in a car with my grandma and little sister. . . . I love them much. It's just. . . . Eight hours in a car together? . . . Yeah. I don't like spending eight hours straight with anyone, let alone in a small vehicle that's baking in the sun.
Grapes are only good if they're perfect.
Why are some people so easy to insult? It's like they just bait you, but then they have no come-back. Teehee.
Why are some people so dumb? And think they're funny? 'Cause they're children. They just haven't ever grown up mentally.
So yesterday at work, I needed an extra cup o' mayo for an order (Some of you have heard this story already), but I didn't know how to ring it up on the new computers, so I just yelled back to the grill area that I needed it. Jarred (manager who's only arrived about ten minutes earlier and was in the office till about twenty seconds ago: ie, he has no idea what's going on) comes up and says, "No, she doesn't." I repeated that I needed it, arguing with him to Beth (who was in grill) that I did need it. But who is she going to believe? Me, the normal employee? Or Jarred, the manager? She was leaning toward believing him obviously. Eventually, we get so loud that Jen (the floor manager and therefore, in charge) comes out of DT and says, "I don't need it!" Jarred raises his hands in victory and walks away, while I'm saying, "I do!"
Apparently Beth doesn't hear me though because I stand there waiting and she does nothing till I say, "I need that cup of mayo!" Finally, I get it and hand it to the poor customer. All because a guy (with his enormous ego) stepped in and said he knew more than he did. I could have clobbered him. Actually, I probably could deck him. . . . Hmmm. I resisted the urge and silently fumed, hoping that the other Jen woud give him a thorough verbal lashing.
That was a mockery of people, just so ya know. What is St. Patrick's Day about? It's a day to get drunk. Therefore, utterly useless to Christians.
I'm told I don't post enough. I think I post plenty. Seriously, I don't have that much to talk about (or that much to talk to you people about; Teehee! I called you "you people" on here. *burst into fits of giggles*)
I got to sleep in today. :D Blessed slumber. Ah, how I love to sleep. And dream. Dreamless sleep is mostly annoying, because it's like wasted time. I mean seriously, you spend like seven hours doing nothing and don't even get a good memory from it. Come on!
I had fun dreams last night. I like to remember them, but lots of people don't like to hear them, so I'll not bore you. (Anymore than necessary, that is.)
I asked for the days off so I could go see the play my cousin is in (HMS Pinafore) even though I'm not positive I want to go. . . It's not really the play. I want to see the play. I want to be there at Maranatha to see the campus and stuff. I'm just not sure I want to spend eight hours in a car with my grandma and little sister. . . . I love them much. It's just. . . . Eight hours in a car together? . . . Yeah. I don't like spending eight hours straight with anyone, let alone in a small vehicle that's baking in the sun.
Grapes are only good if they're perfect.
Why are some people so easy to insult? It's like they just bait you, but then they have no come-back. Teehee.
Why are some people so dumb? And think they're funny? 'Cause they're children. They just haven't ever grown up mentally.
So yesterday at work, I needed an extra cup o' mayo for an order (Some of you have heard this story already), but I didn't know how to ring it up on the new computers, so I just yelled back to the grill area that I needed it. Jarred (manager who's only arrived about ten minutes earlier and was in the office till about twenty seconds ago: ie, he has no idea what's going on) comes up and says, "No, she doesn't." I repeated that I needed it, arguing with him to Beth (who was in grill) that I did need it. But who is she going to believe? Me, the normal employee? Or Jarred, the manager? She was leaning toward believing him obviously. Eventually, we get so loud that Jen (the floor manager and therefore, in charge) comes out of DT and says, "I don't need it!" Jarred raises his hands in victory and walks away, while I'm saying, "I do!"
Apparently Beth doesn't hear me though because I stand there waiting and she does nothing till I say, "I need that cup of mayo!" Finally, I get it and hand it to the poor customer. All because a guy (with his enormous ego) stepped in and said he knew more than he did. I could have clobbered him. Actually, I probably could deck him. . . . Hmmm. I resisted the urge and silently fumed, hoping that the other Jen woud give him a thorough verbal lashing.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Drifting on the sea of life without a sail.
New computers today. It was . . . interesting. I'm curious about how tonight went as neither of the late-shift managers had any experience with the new set-up. Poor Jarred.
One of the ladies at church tonight apparently quite recently heard for the first time that I've been considering going to Maranatha. . . . Yeah, she wasn't too pleased with the idea. To be completely honest, I'm wondering more and more if I should go this next semester or wait till the spring semester. . . or maybe next year? . . . I just don't know. I like my job. I'm going to get a really nice raise after my birthday. We just painted my room. lol I just don't know what to do. Bleh.
Pastor had a good message tonight about Solomon's prayer at the dedication of the temple. He hit on the fact that Solomon recited God's promise to David, asking God to keep His Word. Kind of the "Ask and ye shall receive" of the OT. It just made me think. Mostly in regards to the above paragraph.
I'm going to pull a Dave now and be half-cryptic while probably not fooling anyone about what I'm talking about. *ehem* ;)
So for a long time I was in a certain position in life. . . And then something changed and I find that since that change, though I was not looking forward to it, many things in life have become better. It's kind of saddening in a way. Because I miss the way things were, but I love the way things are now. (Definition of bitter-sweet, eh?) This is part of the reason I don't want to go to college. It'll change things all up again and I know I'm going to miss what I have here. . . even if what I get is good too. *le sigh* . . . . . . I just realized that for the first time in a long time, I'm happy where I am. . . . Hehe. Hmmm . . . Weird.
Back to ME mode: There are these two guys (probably mid to late 20s) that come into work every now and then. They're so nice. It's always a relief 'cause they're not in a rush and they smile and they're just. . . nice guys. Kudos to random people who understand that in the middle of a lunch rush, it's going to take a few minutes to get your food. =)
One of the ladies at church tonight apparently quite recently heard for the first time that I've been considering going to Maranatha. . . . Yeah, she wasn't too pleased with the idea. To be completely honest, I'm wondering more and more if I should go this next semester or wait till the spring semester. . . or maybe next year? . . . I just don't know. I like my job. I'm going to get a really nice raise after my birthday. We just painted my room. lol I just don't know what to do. Bleh.
Pastor had a good message tonight about Solomon's prayer at the dedication of the temple. He hit on the fact that Solomon recited God's promise to David, asking God to keep His Word. Kind of the "Ask and ye shall receive" of the OT. It just made me think. Mostly in regards to the above paragraph.
I'm going to pull a Dave now and be half-cryptic while probably not fooling anyone about what I'm talking about. *ehem* ;)
So for a long time I was in a certain position in life. . . And then something changed and I find that since that change, though I was not looking forward to it, many things in life have become better. It's kind of saddening in a way. Because I miss the way things were, but I love the way things are now. (Definition of bitter-sweet, eh?) This is part of the reason I don't want to go to college. It'll change things all up again and I know I'm going to miss what I have here. . . even if what I get is good too. *le sigh* . . . . . . I just realized that for the first time in a long time, I'm happy where I am. . . . Hehe. Hmmm . . . Weird.
Back to ME mode: There are these two guys (probably mid to late 20s) that come into work every now and then. They're so nice. It's always a relief 'cause they're not in a rush and they smile and they're just. . . nice guys. Kudos to random people who understand that in the middle of a lunch rush, it's going to take a few minutes to get your food. =)
Friday, March 9, 2007
Movies and Work
I watched the Prestige the other night and then again tonight. I love that movie. It's very intriguing and there are so many subtle details that you miss at first. I liked it better the second time, and would like to get in one more viewing before sending it back, but. . . some people don't like that idea. I wonder what's next on our Netflex list. . . Hmmm. Probably nothing as good. Though Over the Hedge wasn't terrible. But. . . Well, I'm not a little kid. Heh. The best part was when Bruce Willis starts explaining about how humans "live to eat." Hehehehe. I'm digressing though. The Prestige. Great movie, and uncle dear, though the Illusionist was good, the Prestige was a lot better in my opinion. Michael Caine (as always) give a wondrous performance.
People at work keep quitting. Two more people quit this week and three people quit about a month or two before that. . . It's. . . weird. Ah, well. I'm getting 38 hours again this next week. . . Bleh. I wish it were more like 35, but I suppose I need money if I'm going to spend it. My next check should look pretty good.
Had to do dishes yesterday and today. My hands are starting to break out. You'd think that gloves would help. . . They don't when you don't realize that you've gotten water in them.
New computers at work on Tuesday. (Or rather Wednesday. They're getting installed Tuesday night, I do believe.) It's going to be interesting. . . Kinda freaking me out. I hope it's a really slow day. . . If we get slammed like we did today? Oy. Twould be death as far as the numbers are concerned.
And now a personal question: Why can I write so much, but when I talk to people I can't I can't seem to think of anything to say? . . . Seriously. Do you know? I have theories, but I'd appreciate input. :)
Always,
~Me~
People at work keep quitting. Two more people quit this week and three people quit about a month or two before that. . . It's. . . weird. Ah, well. I'm getting 38 hours again this next week. . . Bleh. I wish it were more like 35, but I suppose I need money if I'm going to spend it. My next check should look pretty good.
Had to do dishes yesterday and today. My hands are starting to break out. You'd think that gloves would help. . . They don't when you don't realize that you've gotten water in them.
New computers at work on Tuesday. (Or rather Wednesday. They're getting installed Tuesday night, I do believe.) It's going to be interesting. . . Kinda freaking me out. I hope it's a really slow day. . . If we get slammed like we did today? Oy. Twould be death as far as the numbers are concerned.
And now a personal question: Why can I write so much, but when I talk to people I can't I can't seem to think of anything to say? . . . Seriously. Do you know? I have theories, but I'd appreciate input. :)
Always,
~Me~
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
March
Happy Birthday to all those with birthydays approaching. I don't usually misspell words on purpose, but Birthydays is one of the exceptions.
It's sad when you have over twenty bucks cash that's supposed to last you for the rest of the week and you put it all into your gas bill on Tuesday. . . It just breaks the heart. *sniffle*
My room is green. *grin*
My tooth hurts. It feels really loose too. . . . Hmmm. Mean Dentiststs.
My room is a mess, but for once it's not really my fault! Weird!
Do you ever see really long blobs of mutli-paragraphed information and you just sit there and look at it and think, "I really don't care that much"? And then exit out and go read online comics?
You ever talk to someone and get the feeling that you're just completely annoying them? I hate it when that happens. I never know if I'm being paranoid or if they really can't stand me.
I need something to read. . . Something not online. An actual book. *gasp!* Something interesting would be nice too. . . Not too deep so that you're afraid to pick it up, but deep enough to make you read certain parts twice and really think. Yeah. . . I should go read Foxe's Book of Martyrs. . . It's just so. . . terrible.
So my manager called me and asked me to stay an extra hour tomorrow. There goes my perfect six-hour shift. 39 hours this week I'm getting. Thirty-nine. . . . Well, Dad'll be happy. I wish I didn't have to work Saturday. Blech.
I should write something. . . . Write a story. I miss my dreams of narration.
My car is loud. It wasn't having any problems, and then Sunday we realized there's a hole in the muffler or something. Ah, cars. They always have some problem. I think they're instruments of mental torture.
It's sad when you have over twenty bucks cash that's supposed to last you for the rest of the week and you put it all into your gas bill on Tuesday. . . It just breaks the heart. *sniffle*
My room is green. *grin*
My tooth hurts. It feels really loose too. . . . Hmmm. Mean Dentiststs.
My room is a mess, but for once it's not really my fault! Weird!
Do you ever see really long blobs of mutli-paragraphed information and you just sit there and look at it and think, "I really don't care that much"? And then exit out and go read online comics?
You ever talk to someone and get the feeling that you're just completely annoying them? I hate it when that happens. I never know if I'm being paranoid or if they really can't stand me.
I need something to read. . . Something not online. An actual book. *gasp!* Something interesting would be nice too. . . Not too deep so that you're afraid to pick it up, but deep enough to make you read certain parts twice and really think. Yeah. . . I should go read Foxe's Book of Martyrs. . . It's just so. . . terrible.
So my manager called me and asked me to stay an extra hour tomorrow. There goes my perfect six-hour shift. 39 hours this week I'm getting. Thirty-nine. . . . Well, Dad'll be happy. I wish I didn't have to work Saturday. Blech.
I should write something. . . . Write a story. I miss my dreams of narration.
My car is loud. It wasn't having any problems, and then Sunday we realized there's a hole in the muffler or something. Ah, cars. They always have some problem. I think they're instruments of mental torture.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Shwing!
I got high on caffiene today. Weeeeee!!
Someone called me princess the other day. . . Kinda freaked me out. I don't know the reasons behind any of it, which is even more unsettling.
This thing is like. . . the never-ending soda. (Came to mind while I was making drinks for Drive-through.)
Shall I sing tonight? "Sing, sing, what shall I sing?" . . . . I don't know the next line, sorry.
Some people don't know what the word "disassociation" means. . . It's a sad, sad little world.
There's this sign that I pass every day on my way to work. I call it the five-minute sign, 'cause that's about how much longer it takes to reach McD's. They changed the advertisment on it though, so for like a week I kept missing it 'cause I was looking for the wrong picture/words. . . . No, this doesn't have a point.
I like it when my managers thank me for things I did on my own. Yesterday, the store manager made a point to thank me for switching back and forth between front counter and fries. Pretty much made my day.
Well, that's all for today. See you next week at this same time on "What's my Crime?"
Someone called me princess the other day. . . Kinda freaked me out. I don't know the reasons behind any of it, which is even more unsettling.
This thing is like. . . the never-ending soda. (Came to mind while I was making drinks for Drive-through.)
Shall I sing tonight? "Sing, sing, what shall I sing?" . . . . I don't know the next line, sorry.
Some people don't know what the word "disassociation" means. . . It's a sad, sad little world.
There's this sign that I pass every day on my way to work. I call it the five-minute sign, 'cause that's about how much longer it takes to reach McD's. They changed the advertisment on it though, so for like a week I kept missing it 'cause I was looking for the wrong picture/words. . . . No, this doesn't have a point.
I like it when my managers thank me for things I did on my own. Yesterday, the store manager made a point to thank me for switching back and forth between front counter and fries. Pretty much made my day.
Well, that's all for today. See you next week at this same time on "What's my Crime?"
Monday, February 26, 2007
Sigh
So the scores have come in. As expected, I totally bombed on the Science section of the ACT. Oh, how I wanted a 28! Alas! I got a 26, which is about the equivalent of an 1180 on the SAT. . . Yeah, I'm dumb. Bleh. It was all the Science. I did great on the English and Reading sections. I did alright on the math. . . So I'm bummed about that.
I got a raise! Fifty cents. I now make what was my starting wage at my other job. . . But I like this job a lot better, so it's all good. (No, I don't normally use that phrase.)
I was completely freaking out this morning. I knew the roads were going to be bad, so I had adjusted my morning schedule to make up the extra time that it would take to arrive at work on time. However, I woke up to a blinking clock which said something like 3am. Power outage = extreme panic. After rushing downstairs (as quietly as possible), I realize that I did not indeed oversleep. In fact, I had over an hour left before I had originally planned to get up. All that to explain how God takes such great care of me. There was no reason why I should've awakened then. I was still tired. I had time to sleep. It was dark. God takes care of me. =D Why? He loves me. Makes me grin. =D
I need to go fill my car up. . . And deposit my check. Hehehe! =D My check was really nice this week. Good hours and a raise? Oh yeah.
I think I'm going to dye my hair again. . . It's not quite black anymore, but it's pretty dark still. It looks odd. . . Get red low-lights in it. *nods* That's what I'm thinking.
*singing* "Money, money, money, mo-ney! Money!"
So I gave away my blanket. . . I was cold last night. Hopefully, cousin dearest wasn't. Yes, I did just call him cousin dearest.
I got a raise! Fifty cents. I now make what was my starting wage at my other job. . . But I like this job a lot better, so it's all good. (No, I don't normally use that phrase.)
I was completely freaking out this morning. I knew the roads were going to be bad, so I had adjusted my morning schedule to make up the extra time that it would take to arrive at work on time. However, I woke up to a blinking clock which said something like 3am. Power outage = extreme panic. After rushing downstairs (as quietly as possible), I realize that I did not indeed oversleep. In fact, I had over an hour left before I had originally planned to get up. All that to explain how God takes such great care of me. There was no reason why I should've awakened then. I was still tired. I had time to sleep. It was dark. God takes care of me. =D Why? He loves me. Makes me grin. =D
I need to go fill my car up. . . And deposit my check. Hehehe! =D My check was really nice this week. Good hours and a raise? Oh yeah.
I think I'm going to dye my hair again. . . It's not quite black anymore, but it's pretty dark still. It looks odd. . . Get red low-lights in it. *nods* That's what I'm thinking.
*singing* "Money, money, money, mo-ney! Money!"
So I gave away my blanket. . . I was cold last night. Hopefully, cousin dearest wasn't. Yes, I did just call him cousin dearest.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Colors
I was reading this thing on the internet and the background color was all blue. I looked down at my hands and everything looked really red. I wonder if that would work with colors like yellow and purple. Because, what really is the opposite color of yellow?
People who have natural comedic timing are lucky. People who can think quickly on their feet are lucky too. I'm jealous.
Is jealousy a bad thing? Not envy, mind you. Jealousy. Jealous of people's time or attention. Is it wrong? Hmmmm. . . . Probably one of those "depends on the extent" things.
Caesar III is a good game, but it gets hard. I like the easy levels at the beginning. lol I wonder if there's a way to set it so that you start with a ton of money and lots of stuff right at the beginning. . . . Hmmmm. Probably is. *evil grin*
I need to go buy yarn tomorrow. Bleh. And I need to finish that silly application. . . . Louder bleh.
What do you say to someone who has three kids, isn't married, and tells you her "hunny" sent her a song and she wants you to listen to it? . . . I listened to it. I'm thinking I shoulda said something about how messed up her life is by now (in less alienating terms, perhaps). :/
I have a theory. Introverts think less about themselves and more about the people around them. That's why they're so quiet - they don't find themselves interesting enough to talk about, but everyone else is. Extroverts are more self-involved and thus are always vying for attention because their focus is on themselves. That's why they talk so much.
Just a theory.
I need someone who'll talk to me. . . Just spout things off continuously about their day/friends/work/life. It's completely relaxing.
People who have natural comedic timing are lucky. People who can think quickly on their feet are lucky too. I'm jealous.
Is jealousy a bad thing? Not envy, mind you. Jealousy. Jealous of people's time or attention. Is it wrong? Hmmmm. . . . Probably one of those "depends on the extent" things.
Caesar III is a good game, but it gets hard. I like the easy levels at the beginning. lol I wonder if there's a way to set it so that you start with a ton of money and lots of stuff right at the beginning. . . . Hmmmm. Probably is. *evil grin*
I need to go buy yarn tomorrow. Bleh. And I need to finish that silly application. . . . Louder bleh.
What do you say to someone who has three kids, isn't married, and tells you her "hunny" sent her a song and she wants you to listen to it? . . . I listened to it. I'm thinking I shoulda said something about how messed up her life is by now (in less alienating terms, perhaps). :/
I have a theory. Introverts think less about themselves and more about the people around them. That's why they're so quiet - they don't find themselves interesting enough to talk about, but everyone else is. Extroverts are more self-involved and thus are always vying for attention because their focus is on themselves. That's why they talk so much.
Just a theory.
I need someone who'll talk to me. . . Just spout things off continuously about their day/friends/work/life. It's completely relaxing.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Dilemma
I don't know what to do today. . . I don't have to go to work. I don't want to waste my gas and go shopping (plus, I just went shopping and really shouldn't spend any more money for a while, heh). I don't have to study for the ACT anymore. (Haha! :D Thoughts like those make me happy.) I suppose I could go out and play in the quickly melting snow. . . Probably should at least once this year before it's all gone. I can't believe it's February and the snow is melting. . . It's just not right.
I wish I had a musket and an undead monkey.
I can't decide whether or not I should give my cousin the blanket I'm making. . . It was for someone else, but my dear cousin really, really liked it. . . Hmmm. Indecision is the bane of my existence.
I painted my fingernails and they all look pretty nice. Except one. It's really frustrating. Dumb thumb.
"Stop mop." Why do magic spells often rhyme in older books/movies?
I want to see another movie. . . What movie, you ask? I have no idea. . . I don't even know what's out. Oo! I know. I want to see The Prestige. Good-looking men, magic, intrigue. Does it get any better? I don't know yet, but I think I'll still side with Mel Gibson being a crazy, assassin man. Never know though.
I wish I had a musket and an undead monkey.
I can't decide whether or not I should give my cousin the blanket I'm making. . . It was for someone else, but my dear cousin really, really liked it. . . Hmmm. Indecision is the bane of my existence.
I painted my fingernails and they all look pretty nice. Except one. It's really frustrating. Dumb thumb.
"Stop mop." Why do magic spells often rhyme in older books/movies?
I want to see another movie. . . What movie, you ask? I have no idea. . . I don't even know what's out. Oo! I know. I want to see The Prestige. Good-looking men, magic, intrigue. Does it get any better? I don't know yet, but I think I'll still side with Mel Gibson being a crazy, assassin man. Never know though.
Monday, February 19, 2007
First time for everything
Not that this is the first time I've written a blog. I have one elsewhere, but no one related reads that one. . . . cause they don't have a Myspace. . . .or something. . . I noticed something while reading through my other blog. I'm really glad no one in my family has read it. lol Not cause it's bad or anything. It's just. . . Well, they wouldn't like it. It's not funny. It's not smart. It's just me talking. Or rather typing my thoughts to myself. So we'll see if I ever post on this again.
I thought I'd explain where the Elicia Jade thing came from. But I can't really, cause it was a spur of the moment, "what's a name I like" thing. . . So too bad for you.
Anyway, welcome to my blog.
~Jenn~
AKA Elicia Jade
I thought I'd explain where the Elicia Jade thing came from. But I can't really, cause it was a spur of the moment, "what's a name I like" thing. . . So too bad for you.
Anyway, welcome to my blog.
~Jenn~
AKA Elicia Jade
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