Big Stank in Yo Eye

I hate being home alone. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it so much. I hate living in an apartment. Who knows what's going on around you.... Someone could be getting murdered downstairs for all I know. Getting drilled to the wall...that would explain the drilling noises. But what about the shaking? Drilled to the ceiling? That sounds difficult. It sounds like someones outside playing with a pail. That's weird.

I'm tired. I got a new alarm clock that doesn't have a snooze button. It's called Mexicans.

Some guy came up to me last night and asked me for my number. He was really cute and a couple years older than me too. But sadly, I had to say no. I regretted it later. But I figured it would eventually just add to the list of boys I try to avoid. Oh well. Sorry cute boy!!

I also received a present from the boy I try to avoid the most. A bracelet and some candy. I just don't know when he'll give up. I feel bad for the guy. But I'll be moving away soon so won't have to deal with him much longer.

Why am I so lazy? Too lazy to finish this entry. I have an idea for another entry that may be coming in the next few days.

I don't think I'd be the person I am today if it wasn't for Friends...the tv show, of course. So anyway, I was laying in bed last night and I was thinking of this one time when I was like 6 or 7 and me and my family went to the beach. I can only remember three things from this trip: (1) We were staying in some guys beach house or something. (2) On the way home, my mom and Trisha had to sit in the back of the truck while it was pouring rain. And (3) For some reason, I remember passing a miniature golf course. But I got to thinking and there were alot of gaps in the story. Who the heck lent out their house to us? It seems kind of weird we were just saying in someone else's house. And I'm pretty sure we didn't drive up there with two people in the back of the truck but why were we going home like that? And why didn't we just stop somewhere and wait for it to stop raining instead of torturing the people in the back? And I don't even remember going to the beach at all. If my family reading this could let me know what was going on this strange beach trip, that would be nice. Hopefully they remember and I'm not just making this whole trip up. Oh no! What is it never happened! Hurry! Comment back!

So work called me and I didn't answer cause I didn't feel like working. But now I'm really bored and everyone else is either sleeping or shelled up in their rooms so I'm thinking I made a mistake. I dunno... I think I'll still feel regret for the rest of the day. I always complain about not getting enough hours but when I get there I can't wait to go home. If only I could win the lottery....Money will solve anything- I don't care what anyone else says. I think I'll just give myself a better excuse for not going to work by washing my work clothes right now. Maybe then I won't feel so bad.

So I was surprised to find out how many people at work just didn't even bother celebrating Thanksgiving. I mean, I'd be really depressed if we didn't even make an attempt to have a Turkey dinner. And poor daddy won't be joining us this year. :(  But! I do have a nice story to share from work. So I was standing out in customer service waiting for my drawer to be counted so I could sign the paper and these ladies came up and told me that the bathroom was really disgusting. So I told the manager and he tried to contact some ushers over the walkie talkie but no one was answering. So another manager told me to go see what was going on in there. So I went in the nasty smelling bathroom and looked for the problem and in one of the stalls it looked like the toilet literally exploded. There was crap all over the toilet, the walls, the floor. Luckily, all I had to do was put an Out of Order sign on the door then get the heck out of there but I couldn't help to be curious about the person that flushed that toilet. I mean..they must have been covered in crap also. And how do you just walk out of the bathroom like that? I just can't imagine... I guess someones Turkey dinner didn't go down too good.

Anyway...hope everyone else had a nice thanksgiving.

So I just finished watching Gossip Girl. It was my favorite so far. I love it when things happen the way I want them to happen, which gives me a reason to write my own story. Maybe one day... Lately Sheena has become obsessed with Disney Channel shows. I fear for her sanity. I walk by and see her smiling away while she's watching Suite Life of Zack and Cody. Zack and Cody! Can you believe it? Possibly the worst show ever. Anyway, I have to work alot this week but it's exciting cause it's alot of money. Plus it will be busy so it will go by fast. And I haven't had too many problems or annoyances at work lately so it should be all good. Can you believe it's almost Thanksgiving and I have barely watched the Lets Talk Turkey shows on the Food Network. I should hurry up and start watching! Oh no, gotta go watch TV!

Whoo I love TV.

It's so weird to be sitting here in front of my window and see weird people walk past. And then every night having those really annoying group of boys play by the lake. It feels like there are people walking around in my yard as they please...but it's not my yard. :(

So anyway, me, my mom, and Sheena went to the Apple store in the Tampa mall the other day. There's where I saw the love of my life, or at least what I want him to look like. He was nerdy but oh so cute. Probably in the top five cutest boys ever. He even had a nice name - Jesse. Anyway, I told my mom that if she had a question to ask him. Then we were looking at this computer and he came over and asked if we had any questions but we didn't. So after a couple minutes me and my mom walked away and Sheena was still at the computer and I looked back and there was that guy flirting with her! So I went over to check it out and there they were, flirting away. I couldn't believe it. Anyway, I am soo over him. :( Ho hum.

Bagauk! I'm bored.

Last night I saw the Trans-Siberian Orchestra in concert. It was absolutely amazing. It kinda boosted my desire to be a stage manager. I could be the one to run out on stage and hand Angus Clark a different guitar. <3 Of course, I'd much rather be the one on stage playing the guitar next to Angus Clark...but I don't think that's going to happen any time soon. Anyhow, I think they could find a place for me on their tour bus along with the other 75 crew members, right? But anyway, the lights, the music, the fire, the singers were all amazing and I can't wait for next year.

So right now I'm having some thoughts about college and other future plans and not sure about what to do. Just need to do some thinking. And some reading...I have alot of books lined up. Guess I can't get anything done rambling on LJ so I'm gonna go to bed now.

Bagauk!

I just got back from North Carolina yesterday. I had fun with my daddy and puppies and then with my mommy and Sheena who came up for a couple days. I pretty much just hung around the camper, cleaned, read, and watched my dad build our house. I took good care of him and the puppies. I got to drive around on those curvy mountain roads. I don't much like driving a big truck around but I can't wait to get my car up there. I missed my car so much. While I was there, me and my dad visited the college that I am hoping to attend. We talked to a couple people and I was feeling really good about it but I came home and started looking more on the website and it looks so hard and confusing! All the courses and programs and getting accepting into the program as well as the college and making a portfolio. What do I have to make a portfolio with? I do not know. Then I looked at the application and I didn't know what to put down for half of the crap it asked. All I know is this - I want to be a stage manager. Now who can tell me what exactly I need to do in order to become one? I'm wondering if I send an email with a bunch of questions to someone who works at the college, if they're be able to help me out or just think I'm crazy. Anyway, it is nice to be back in an actual city. In Franklin, NC, most things are closed on Sundays, there's absolutely no where to shop, and the most fun on a Saturday night is this hillbilly music at Pickin on a Square. What the heck am I getting myself into? We did find one good store to shop at called Peebles, which is equivalent to a Bealls. Yup...that's the best in town. I's don't know. I'm ready to move to New York. Wanna come?

I had forgotten about my valiant return to Livejournal. I'm just sitting here in front of my window watching ducks and the cars in the Target parking lot. The weather outside is really nice. I hope it last more than a couple of days. Doubtful though seeing as it's Florida. But anyway, I got an application for Western Carolina University. I'm not sure if it has exactly what I want but I guess there's no harm in applying anyway. And what exactly do I want? Well I decided I want to live in New York City as a stage manager....I think...yeah. It could happen, right? Yeah..it could. Not sure how much stage managers make. But I'll figure out the money thing later. I wish I was a duck so I didn't have to worry about bills and college and crap. What a nice life, just swimming all day, doing whatever ducks do.

I know I said I wouldn't come back but I got bored and just couldn't resist. I took a good one and half month break though. However, alot has happened since then. I went to New York City and saw the love of my life (if only he wasn't gay). We sold our house (finally) and moved into an apartment. I finished a book. I decided to go to college next year. Oh, and apparently I got a boyfriend. I just found out about it yesterday but we must have been going out for awhile. Whateva.

Apartment life is..eh. It's weird. I miss my old house. :( And my Daddy. And my puppies. However, I like being 5 minutes away from work. I can go home on my breaks to hide from stalkers. Very nice. That's about it.....Oh, and I finally recruited someone into liking Rent. Finally have someone to sing with! WHOO HOO!

I decided to give it up cause you all suck.

Okay bye!

So. Soo. If given the chance to meet someone slightly famous, (very famous to me, maybe not so much to others) what would you say to them if given the chance to meet them? Other than asking for their autograph, like every other fan of theirs does, what can you really say to someone who you admire and respect (and also really love their book). That is, if I get the chance. From what I hear, it's craziness.

I think I overuse commas. I'm not sure. English was never my strong point. Anyway, I found this quote which I really like:

Bagels. Buildings. Sunday New York Times that weigh five pounds and take you a week to finish. Get anything delivered at almost any time, day or night, often including less-than-strictly legal items or services (Manhattan only). Cabbies that know where they're going. Subways that get you places. Not needing a car. The Met, the MoMA, the Guggenheim, the Whitney, the AMNH, the AMMI, and those are just the ones of the top of my head. Those crazy street fairs where you go buy socks. Watching people drink deli coffee and then claim to prefer it. Walking fast, talking faster. Patience and Fortitude. Sunset behind Manhattan from the River Cafe. Knowing that SNL is actually filming right across town, so is The Daily Show and The Colbert Report and who knows how many crazy little films and shows and everything. Knowing that you can run into just about anyone. That first crisp fall day. That first big snow storm (and watching the delis run out of milk, cause you might be snowed in for a day - maybe even a day and a half.) That first gorgeous warm sunny spring day.

Finding the things you love about living here and then realizing that they outweigh the things you hate about living here.

Anyways...my two day streak of going to bed early is ending. It was fun while it lasted. Working six days a week is not fun, I've come to find out. But what is fun is watching people get so angry about the paper printing wrong movie times. In fact, I can't get enough of it. Angry customers used to really irritate me, but I've come to realize that deep down, I really enjoy it. I often get jealous when I see someone else get an angry customer. I suppose work can bring some joy, though not much.

I decided to set a goal of moving to New York City by the time I'm 22. I don't care if it's for a few days, a few weeks, a few months, a few years, or a few decades (a decade is 10 years right?) but I'm gonna do it. Anyone is welcome to come with me to help pay for rent. Both the actual thing itself and the musical. In the meantime, I need to do some research on surviving in such a city, because it was exhausting enough being there for three days. Best three days of my life, but still extremely exhausting.

Apparently I have to go shopping tomorrow, but I don't want to spend my money.......... Not good. Blah Blah.

4 more days, yay!

Is there any way to bring a dead plant back to life?

Since the only people who read this are my family.... In that case, this would be a good chance to tell me, make me some mashed potatoes! Pleeeease. I'll make beef stew.....

I'm bored. So bored that I actually changed my myspace layout for the first time in about two years. I hate boring quidditch chapters of Harry Potter. They make me sleepy and feel like never read Harry Potter again. I don't know if that's completely possible though. One more week til New York! I think I'll take this opportunity to look for a roommate to move in with! Maybe I can move in with Ross.... Yup yup.

Can someone lend me 900 dollars for a new computer please?

I keep starting LJ entries but stop after a couple lines cause I have nothing to talk about. But I won't talk about what you might think is interesting..I'll just write what I want. So I have to wake up early tomorrow cause I have to be at work by 12. I like to wake up early but it is most of the time impossible because it is just so difficult. I set my alarm almost everyday for like 9 but I end up getting up at like 11. So I debated the idea of going to bed early but that never happens either. I have to watch friends at 12:30 and everything just goes downhill from there.
I have to work 10 hours tomorrow, which I hate cause it goes by soooo sloooow. However, on the bright side, I don't have to work for those stupid kids shows, nor do I have to work for them next week. Ooh, I actually don't have to work for them for the rest of the month because I will be in New York in the last week. Whoo hoo! Anyway, I hope Mr. Cobb limits his visit to one day because I can not stand that stressful environment that follows him. Curse you old man!
Well the bed is calling me over sooooo, see ya sucka.

I wish I wasn't so lonely this late at night... I remember when me and Sheena would stay up til 4:00 in the morning talking in chatrooms all night with Caitlin, Erika, Billy, Timo, and Korny. Those were the good old days. Now Sheena goes to bed at like 10 and I'm left waiting all night for Erika or Billy to come online. It's depressing. Esp. the part about waiting for Billy... Anyways, there's nothing on TV and I have to work 10 hours tomorrow so I guess I will go to bed. :(

I'm 18......and I'm really bored.....

So I'm going to go see RENT in New York on June 28. Then my friend told me that the original people who play Mark and Roger (the people in the movie) were coming back. Then I looked at it and they won't be there til July 31. Now I'm super sad. I guess I'll just have to go back.........Anyone wanna come?