I hope what I write about life touches you in some way. I hope that what I go through helps you live life a little bit easier. I hope the words written here helps change something for the better. Read on, dear friends. Read on, and help me like I hope I help you.

Tuesday, 29 January 2013

(don't you wanna go for a ride? just keep your hands inside and make the most out of life. now don't you take it for granted. life is like a mean machine. it made a mess out of me. it left me caught between. like an angry dream, i was stranded. i was stranded. now, i'm steady but i'm starting to shake. and i don't know how much more i can take. ~ROB THOMAS)

so, my alarm rings this moring. i hit the snooze button... ten minutes later, my dad walks in my room and says, "good morning, it's twenty after six." right, the snooze on my alarm is half an hour, ant it doesn't ring again for another fifteen minutes, at least. so, twenty after six was a crock. so, my brother goes to take a shower, and he's in there for, oh, i don't know, like fifteen minutes. so, i lay there, in my bed, waiting for him to get out of the shower, so that i can get up and go take a shower. my dad walks up the stairs, saying that i have to leave at seven. okay, i had nowhere to be until nine. so, i had no idea why i had to leave at seven. like, that's way too early for me to leave for anything. right?
so, i get up after my brother gets out of the shower, and i go to wash my hair under the tap in the tub, and my dad says again that i have to leave at seven. i hurry up and finish getting ready for the day, and go downstairs at ten after seven. my mom's telling me that i have to go to the gym before class. it's like, i don't have too much time to go to the gym. on top of that, i'm a service clerk today, so i'm going out to get carts at least once every two hours. because i'm not the only service clerk, but i mean... i'm gettin some sort of physical activity. my arm is sore from yanking carts yesterday at least five times. so, i leave all pissed off, taking my brother to school. i'm still fuming. it's like, my dad is commanding me to leave at seven? excuse me, i'm turning 21 in less than three weeks, i don't need anyone commanding me. i do lead my own life. granted it may not be to my parents' expectations, but seriously, people.
i saw my sister and nieces over the weekend. i haven't seen my nieces since they were over during the summer. so it's been awhile.
okay, so i have to go, class is starting.

Thursday, 17 January 2013

(sad eyes follow me, but i still believe there's something left for me. so, please, come stay with me. 'cause i still believe there's something left for you and me. ~CREED)

I'm sitting in class, with a minute before we start. Yeah, I'm skilled. Actually, I got here about five minutes ago. But I'm sitting here, ready to give the prof my undivided attention. Undiveded, since, well, I'll be doing other things but keeping an ear on what she's talking about. So I actually know what she's talking about. And that I learn something.

Anyways, so, today is a work on homework day. I guess I'm just going to write here for now, and do my homework later, up in the library, after class. I can get a lot done in just an hour's time, and I'm planning on staying after class for an hour, anyhow.

As much as I would like to be home taking a nap... Right? As soon as you are done with what you need to do, you aren't as tired.

Whatever. I'm just sitting here, typing away, with not much to say. I guess I should have waited until this evening to post, but since I started one this morning, I think I should just go with it.

Omygoodness, I just read that The Wanted are releasing a music video for a song that they already have a music video. It comes out Tuesday next week. I am going to watch it as soon as I can get on it Tuesday night. I am soooo excited, because, as you all know, The Wanted is my favorite band.

Anyways, I don't know, I guess I just got really bored and started blabbing about useless things. Because that's what I do when I am bored....

Well, I am going to go, I'll post again later tonight. If something happens.

Have a good day, guys.


Wednesday, 16 January 2013

(The memory of being here with you is one I'm going to take my life through. 'Cause some days stay gold forever. ~THE WANTED)

I am dead beat tired, but I wanted to post before going to bed.

I had a long day, and I am very glad that it is very much close to being over. I went to the gym this morning, then went to go pick up dry cleaning for my dad (who is leaving tomorrow to go to Florida for five days, isn't he lucky?), then came home for an hour and cleaned my room (which is already starting to be  a mess again...) before I went to go to the bank, then to pick my brother up from school and then go to lunch with the family. And then, I came home to drop my brother off at home, got my wallet, then went to work. I worked until seven, went grocery shopping for dinner, came home, had dinner, then cleaned the kitchen.

I finally got the chance to relax after... I'm so happy that I'm relaxed now. I just have to get up for school tomorrow, and that's it for my day. :) I am so happy.


I am finally starting to be really happy. At work, anyways. I'm starting to feel accepted with some of my co-workers. Even though it's just the stock boys. There are a handful of them that are pretty cool. Kris, Syd (who's bought me champaign for New Year's), Paul, Justin (and everybody seems to agree that he and Kris look like brothers; although, since Justin recently got his hair cut, they look more like cousins now), Christian (who I've never really talked to, but seems to be taking everybody's lead, anyhow)... They are all pretty cool people, despite the fact that they are all guys. But I feel like guys aren't as bad of drama queens as girls are. It's like a group, and initiation is having Syd like you or something. I dunno, that sounds weird because Syd isn't even grocery manager or anything. I guess it's because he's been there longest.

Anyways, my point is, I feel acceptance, even though it's not the department that I work in. Every time I walk into my place of work, I mostly talk to the grocery department people (a.k.a. stock boys) and a couple of the guys in the produce department and a couple of the guys in Deli. They all know me and talk to me. Even if I don't say anything to them right away, they'll talk to me and I feel better for it. You know, happier. My day is better. And that's all I need. :)

So, I guess I am going to bed now, I am falling asleep at the keys...

I hope you guys all have a good night. :) I may or may not post tomorrow while I am in class, I haven't decided yet. If I don't, then have an amazing day tomorrow. Have an amazing weekend, if I don't post before then, either.


Tuesday, 15 January 2013

(I was lost 'til I found you! -THE WANTED)

Wow, I haven't written in awhile. Sorry, guys, I've really dropped the ball. Yikes...

I'm sitting here in class, with the first part of my homework done. It's due in two weeks. I am going to finish it later this week, but I wanted to start is so that I knew that I knew what I was doing. If that made any sense. So, instead of doing classwork, like I'm supposed to be doing, I'm chilling and writing on my blog. Which I could be doing in my spare time.

Uh-huh, like I've been one to follow the rules down to a T. Plus, I am using my own damn computer, so I don't think it matters. I was playing Reversi and was on Facebook while the prof was lecturing in class. What else am I supposed to do when I already know what the teacher is lecturing about?

So, I'm about 4 weeks and 4 days from being 21 and 5 weeks and 4 days from my party. I am soooo excited because I've got something planned, I can (almost) legally by alcohol for myself ... or other people. Plus, I got a handful of people to come bowling with me for my birthday, so good on me.

Oh, if you couldn't figure it out, yes, I am back in school. Finally. I am sooo happy because it's finally something to do. Aside from going to work, that is. It gives me something else to do during the week. And weekends, when I don't have anything to do, I'll be doing homework. Aaahhh, it's good to be back in school... I've missed it enough.

Okay, well, class is almost over (I have fifteen minutes), but I'm thinking about leaving. The prof doesn't take attendance, so, pretty much, whenever she is done lecturing, I can leave whenever I feel like it. I need to hang around when she lectures, so that I know what I am doing. Sounds like a plan. I get what I need from the prof to do the work and I can spend the rest of class doing whatever (including homework).

Uh huh.

Anyways, I'm happy right now. At least, I think I am... I'm trying to think through the fog in my head, and it's not working out too well. Maybe I should get mor sleep. *rolls eyes*

Okay, so, I am going to go, I've got to go to the bank and get some gas. I hope you guys have a good day and good rest of the week!


Tuesday, 1 January 2013


I feel safe

While I dream

I am happy

While I dance on moonbeams


I am happy

Dancing in the stars

Nothing can go wrong

Here, I don't have any scars


I am taken away

While I dream

I am blown away

By all the moonbeams


I have never felt so breathless

My heart hasn't stopped this much

Nothing here is haunting me

Not even a negative touch


All day, I dream about your touch

But all night, I can have it

In my dreams

Nothing can stop it


I can have all the good

I want at night

Even though I can't have it during the day

But here, nothing can bite