It's Friday. Whoohoo! Weekend. . . Wait, that means homework. . . . Two weeks till Spring Break!!! Now that's good news. :D I've been counting down since the last week of January and now it's the third week of February. Interestingly, it's actually gone by at a pretty good pace. It's just stressful. Maybe stress makes time go faster. . . Either way. Two weeks till Spring Break. I'm so excited. :D I get to go home. . . . Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. . . .
Thank Yous:
Mike, for randomly calling me on Wednesday and cheering me up.
Dave, for coming to church and just being around.
Steph, for inviting me to hang out with you last night. Even if it was short.
Mom, for being so consistent in writing and letting me know what's going on. All the little things happening at home.
Dad, for the little encouraging notes you send and for helping me keep track of my finances.
Katie, Mom seems pretty happy, so good job. :)
I miss people at home. . . Church people. Family.
Well, it's been a mostly boring week. My piano lesson got cancelled yesterday so I only had one class. It was a short day. :)
Friday, February 22, 2008
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Realization
Yes, I came to a realization. I don't like "head-learnin'." I like action learning. If it's practical. If it isn't, I'd better be able to memorize it. Thus, my dislike of school. It's a bunch of stuff I won't use and stuff I can't memorize. Makes things difficult. (Why I love my NT class; I can memorize everything.)
First and second hour classes are cancelled tomorrow because we're supposed to get an enormous blizzard. It started earlier this evening, but I haven't checked it's progress for a while. That means I only have to go to one class tomorrow. Bwahahahahahaha! =D
Debussey - a 20th century compser. I hate his work. Despise it. Loathe it. Utterly detest it. You can imagine how thrilled I am I left my only Debussey book at home. :) I thought ahead. I considered carefully, "If I bring this, I will probably have to show it to my teacher. Teachers like to make students try new things because it's "good for them." I'm going to just leave it here." And so I did. :) Aren't you proud of me for thinking ahead?
I went to the dress rehearsal of a pianist today (it's like a practice recital before the recital) and she had to play a Debussey song. It was complicated, difficult, memorized, fast, long, and no doubt very trying. I appreciate her talent and how well she played it. But they should have found something that actually sounded nice for her to work on. . . Because what is the good of all those things, if it sounds like a mess? Even worse, it purposefully sounds like a mess. . . Yes, I hate Debussey. Should I ever give lessons, I don't think I could ever require anyone to ever play his compositions. Perhaps, I shouldn't be a teacher. Hehe.
I miss being home. I dream I'm home. Playing cards or video games with the guys. Just being in the house. And then I wake up, and it's all dark, and for about three seconds I think I'm in my own room. And then I turn my head and realize I'm not. . . Generally, I like dreaming, but it's sure been making my days harder lately.
Jessica texts me every now and then. :) It's really nice of her.
I have to go get my laundry. I actually am running out of money. What do you know. lol Guess that's what happens when you go to Wal-mart every week. . . Or more. Ha. I need to put gas in my car. . . . And I owe Dave a couple dollars. Hmmm. . . I really want to go home this weekend. . . It would be soooooooooooooooooooo incredibly nice. . . . SO nice. . . Ho hum.
First and second hour classes are cancelled tomorrow because we're supposed to get an enormous blizzard. It started earlier this evening, but I haven't checked it's progress for a while. That means I only have to go to one class tomorrow. Bwahahahahahaha! =D
Debussey - a 20th century compser. I hate his work. Despise it. Loathe it. Utterly detest it. You can imagine how thrilled I am I left my only Debussey book at home. :) I thought ahead. I considered carefully, "If I bring this, I will probably have to show it to my teacher. Teachers like to make students try new things because it's "good for them." I'm going to just leave it here." And so I did. :) Aren't you proud of me for thinking ahead?
I went to the dress rehearsal of a pianist today (it's like a practice recital before the recital) and she had to play a Debussey song. It was complicated, difficult, memorized, fast, long, and no doubt very trying. I appreciate her talent and how well she played it. But they should have found something that actually sounded nice for her to work on. . . Because what is the good of all those things, if it sounds like a mess? Even worse, it purposefully sounds like a mess. . . Yes, I hate Debussey. Should I ever give lessons, I don't think I could ever require anyone to ever play his compositions. Perhaps, I shouldn't be a teacher. Hehe.
I miss being home. I dream I'm home. Playing cards or video games with the guys. Just being in the house. And then I wake up, and it's all dark, and for about three seconds I think I'm in my own room. And then I turn my head and realize I'm not. . . Generally, I like dreaming, but it's sure been making my days harder lately.
Jessica texts me every now and then. :) It's really nice of her.
I have to go get my laundry. I actually am running out of money. What do you know. lol Guess that's what happens when you go to Wal-mart every week. . . Or more. Ha. I need to put gas in my car. . . . And I owe Dave a couple dollars. Hmmm. . . I really want to go home this weekend. . . It would be soooooooooooooooooooo incredibly nice. . . . SO nice. . . Ho hum.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Christmas Comes This Time Each Year
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
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, 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.
http://www.druglordcomics.com/index.php?comicid=1&episodenum=37
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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.
http://www.druglordcomics.com/index.php?comicid=1&episodenum=37
^Check it out! Vwip! Vwip!
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