[I throw my armor down and leave the battleground for the final time now. I, I, I know I’m running from a warzone. –THE WANTED]

I mean, is it bad enough that my parents are all over my case about whatever bullshit they feel the need is okay to get all over my ass for? I guess they don't think it's enough, because they are bitching at my about having shit on my floor (I mean, seriously, what 20 year old doesn't have shit on their floor?), about not working enough hours (and that's my fault, how?), about how my mom wants the house fricking perfect as hell, and that she doesn't care if we get "wrapped around a tree", as long as her house is fucking perfect (which basically means she doesn't care if we die, as long as the house is clean.). And forgive my language, but I think that this bullshit merits some foul language. I just think that it's bullshit. My mother (my own flesh and blood), called me a do nothing sack of shit who doesn't care about anything. But here's the thing: I went grocery shopping for her yesterday morning, I cleaned the kitchen and made sure her house was ready for our family Christmas gathering yesterday (okay, well, I wasn't the only one doing shit, but still…). And she then goes on to complain that I don't have any money for anything. Uh, okay, and now I wonder why half the time I have no cash in the bank. I know a lot of the time it is because I just spend it all on shit that I don't need. But when she is asking me to do her grocery shopping with my money, it gets kind of really aggravating. Like, what am I supposed to do, tell her no, I can't because I don't have any money to spend on her shit?

Whatever, I'm just done with the fucking bullshit. I just wish that she (well, they, because both my parents are assholes half the time, it feels like) realizes that she isn't the only one affected in this whole thing. I mean, I understand where she is coming from. But my whole thing is that my parents don't live in their children's rooms at all, let alone on a regular basis. I mean, yeah, my dad shares closet space with me and my brother (which I totally don't get, mind you, it boggles my mind), but even then, he's only in our rooms a couple times a week. If ever. It's not like he lives and sleeps in my room. He's not the one who sees it every day. I mean, seriously.

Like I said, what-the-fuck-ever. I am just so sick of the drama and bullshit in this house. It drives me nuts. I'm not even kidding when I say that I'm just ready for the world to end (which, mind you is supposed to be four days from now. Well, we'll see, because we survived Y2K, swine flu, mad cow disease, bird flu, 9/11 and other bullshit like that.). And that is kind of saying something.

Okay, I am done ranting. Until something else like this happens, which is more likely to happen than not. Like, seriously, I'm not even going to bet on the fact.

So, anyhow.

I'm working, I'm writing, I'm trying to live life. Which is kind of hard because my parents want me to live the life they want me to live and not the life that I want to live. It sucks, but what can I do about it? In my mom's words, "When you live under my roof, you live by my rules." Whoever came up with that saying is kind of an ass. I feel like it's the battle cry for parents everywhere. I am just saying. But I said I was done ranting.

I am writing a Beauty and the Beast-esque book. Let's see if this one can actually get finished, huh? But this book is from the girl's point of view, instead of the beast's (or guy's) point of view. I just thought that it would be interesting because I haven't read or seen a Beauty in the Beast type story in that view yet. And I think it would be cool to get into the girl's head for a change, rather than the guy's side of the story. This way, you can see the guy's transformation, but you can also see what the girl is going through, in a more in-depth way. At least, that is how I am thinking of it as. Or maybe it's just another Beauty and the Beast book. I just don't know. As far as I am in the book, there is not much content and not much going on yet. Well, damn. I thought it'd be good by now. Haha, whatever. It will be, when I am finally done with it. I hope, anyways.

Anyways, I think I am done writing for tonight. I am tired and I am going to watch a movie before bed. At least, attempt to. I don't know how far I am going to get into the movie to actually call it watching the movie. But who knows?

Goodnight, guys.

~Charly

(you cast a spell on me, spell on me. you hit me like the sky fell on me, fell on me. and i decided you look well on me, well on me. so let's go somewhere else where no one else can see you and me. turn the lights out now. now i take you by the hand. hand you another drink. drink it if you can. can you spend a little time? time is slipping away, away from us so stay, stay with me i can make, make you glad you came. ~THE WANTED)

hey, guys. i haven't been blogging like i should have been. i'm sorry, guys. i've just been real busy, especially the past couple weeks. i worked more than fifty hours in the past two weeks together.... i worked every day this past week (yes, including thanksgiving), and today is my first day off.
i celebrated thanksgiving three days in a row. tuesday night, i celebrated with ashley and michael because michael had to work on thursday... we had a pot lock on wednesday, and there was a shit ton of food (i made awesome chocolate chip cookies, by the way. mmhmm.). and thursday, we had pizza at work and i celebrated with the family. ashley came over for a few hours and i went to her house for an hour or two afterward. it was an amazing thanksgiving.
then i worked yesterday, and we were soooo dead that i got to leave an hour early. it was insane. but i liked it because i worked hard the rest of the week.
i tried to text laura and say that i was sorry (for what, i have no idea, because for what i know, i didn't do anything wrong to begin with), and we ended up having a fight. like, seriously? for all i know, i did nothing wrong (at least, to have us stop talking - she said that she thought we were acquantances, and we'd talk for ten seconds and that was that...), and she was like, yeah, well, i thought we weren't friends and just acquantances, and we'd leave it at that. but i said i was just saying that i was sorry and maybe we could be friends? she basically said that she didn't want to be friends anymore and that i could screw off. yeah, okay. i'm being the bigger person and saying that i am sorry, and you can't even accept it. cool.
anyways.
my dad is trying to get me to go back to school because he wants me back in school. okay, well, dad, i don't know if school is the right thing for me. maybe i just want to keep doing what i am doing right now, and if school is something that i want to go back to, then okay. but don't be spending your money on my deciding whether i want to stay in school or not.
and the fact that my parents want me to do things because they want me to do them is fricking ridiculous. dude, if i am not willing or ready to do whatever it is you want me to do it, then don't force me to do it. i will get to it when i am ready for it. but, i guess they just want the best for me. even though what they are trying to do is kind of messed up, because they want me to do what they want me to do. and i don't know if i want to do that.
okay, i am done complaining.
i love my new job (my job that i've been at for about three months now). generally, people there are nice. i love the atmosphere, the people, the emotional climate, everything. it's great. definately more positive than working at the hell hole that i worked at before. i enjoy it, and i don't have to put on a mask. they know me better than anyone did at burger king (except for ashley, who knows me better than anyone at all). they know the real me. or as real as i want to get with them.
okay, well, i am going to sign off, because i have stuff to do. i <3 ya guys. have a good night.
~Charly

The Wanted - Heart Vacancy

(i throw my armour down and leave the battle ground for the final time now. i, i, i know i'm running from a warzone. ~The Wanted)

i love that song.... i just recently discovered it on pandora (it's called warzone.).
anyhow, it's been awhile, i realized that. oops. sorry, guys.
i've finally gotten out of burger king on the 23 of september (hallelujah!), and been working anywhere between twenty five and thirty hours a week for the third week in a row.
i totally love this new job. it's fun. it's awesome. the people there are way cool. i can leave work with a huge smile on my face, because i have such a fun time, because i love working with my co-workers. the people there are more accepting. it was like walking into a ready-made family.
i was soooo happy when i started working at this job. way happy!
anyhow, my parents have let off me a bit. they see that i am happy at this new job, that i enjoy this. it's a better job than at burger king. that and i've been working out a bit more and been slightly more responsible.
okay, so.... down to the fun stuff at Busch's!!!!
lol.
there's a guy, tyler. he's a cutie, with celery colored eyes... okay! he's majoring in psych, and i think he's going to go get a Ph.D. in that. he's so over-confident and cocky. he's like an older brother.... excepting the fact that i kind of am crushing on him.
there's phil, who's just whatever. he's cute, i guess, but he's kinda.... just whatever. i don't know how else to describe him.
there's joyce.... she's hawaiian. she's like my mamma! she's so pretty and nice. i love her, beacuse she is so sweet. she is my work-mamma, no matter what people say!
oh, goodness, christopher. he's a manager and he's kinda sweet. kinda like an older brother/uncle figure (or father figure) at work. it's cool, i guess. i guess it's because he's a manager. he's supposed to tell us what we're doing wrong and how to fix it. and he's ... well, yea. therefore, right?
there are more on the front end, but i don't feel like going into that right now...
but there's justin. aw, justin! :) he has shoulder length, black, curly hair. brown eyes. straight teeth... a sweet, sweet smile that reminds me of honey. he's tall and lean. kind of quiet, i guess; though he isn't all that quiet with me. he kind of seems like the boy next door type. he's like my favorite chocolate...
so, tyler is my favorite red wine and justin is my favorite chocolate. dude, i'm in heaven at work.
wow. okay, i'm just going to shut up now.
and i guess i am going to bed, because i am tired as all get out.
have a good night, guys.
~Charly

Phillip Phillips - Home

STREAM OF PICTURES AND MUSIC VIDEOS!!!! I know!
But some of these songs are amazing!

Traverse City (last weekend of September

With fall closing in on us, fast and furious, the family went to Traverse City, Michigan over the past weekend. We were right on a lake (not Michigan, one a little more inland, but still breath taking...), and the view was unbelievable... The sunset over the lake was breathtaking.

There was a pontoon boat, and I managed to take my phone with me on the boat. The lake was nearly perfect, almost glass-smooth. It was a picture perfect reflection of the sky.

We had an amazing view from the house.... Who knew that a house could have such a killer view of the lake? I sure as hell didn't. Not once. But this picture (and the live view) sure as hell changed my mind.

 

This is Grand Traverse Bay, car view. Pretty cool. I've been to Traverse City plenty of times, but I still love seeing the bays!

Fun.: We Are Young ft. Janelle Monáe (ACOUSTIC)

I absolutely love this version of the song. I love the song to begin with, but this is a better version than the original. That's just my opinion. I'd love to meet the lead singer of this band, Fun. He is one of my idols. Of course, I can't sing, so that's out, but still, he's a great artist, and that's what inspires me. I am a writer and anything can inspire me. :) And he is damn fine, so I guess that don't hurt.
But, like I said in my last post, this band is great. If you haven't checked them out yet, do so, because they have some great music. :)
I'mma split, so peace out guys!!! Hope you enjoy this song as much as I do (if you have a moment, also see the original version of this song....)