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[Thu, May 8th, 2008 at 5:55am
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So, it has happened, in case you haven't seen facebook. Victor and I are friends now. At least I hope we can be. Not all of my stuff is out of his room, but most of it is. I can't believe I move one week from saturday.
yea, that's all I have.
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[Sat, Apr 19th, 2008 at 9:20pm
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I went with Victor to see Forgetting Sarah Marshall... I wasn't too thrilled to go see it, but I went with him because a relationship is about compromise and it would have kept for eventually putting on my netflix queue. So, we sit down, with our contraband snacks and movie theater popcorn, and the movie begins. Trailers... oh goodie just what we need more dumb stoner idiots running around doing moronic things for two hours... go America! And then the new Angelina Jolie movie Wanted... it seems pretty cool. Okay... anyway, two sentences on the trailers, yea I'm lame. After twenty minutes... I was ready to cry/throw up/run away etc. I was getting Knocked Up flashbacks (for those who do not know, I hated knocked up). I stuck it out, thinking maybe it would get better, it got amazing reviews and Victor wanted to watch this.
Anyway long story short, I hated it, the jokes were bad (in taste and quality) and I really can't wait to watch as the American comedy films go right down the toilet... I believe this is why comedies never win academy awards...
Oh and what is it with all of these leading male roles going to fat ugly dumb guys... honestly, is this how the film makers see it... hot chicks and ugly guys fucking all the time... making sex jokes and pot jokes... because if that is really America I would like to leave or die now... thank you.
Okay, honestly, I'm done.
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[Sun, Apr 13th, 2008 at 10:00am
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So, last weekend I went home, and moved a car load of stuff to the house. It's going to take a while for me to get my things to fit into my room. Maybe I shouldn't really unpack everything in case I get a job and a new place sooner than I thought I was going to. Well, the reason we went to Chicago was to see Wicked! It was amazing. I had some much fun. There was this women walking around the balcony yelling "no pictures inside the theater" before the show. And then she would run up to the person who took the picture and make them delete it. It was kind of annoying, but funny.
Before we went to Wicked on Saturday I looked online to find out that Hanson was going to play La Crosse on Wednesday, so I bought tickets and invited Brittany to come with me. We had a ton of fun. One of the opening bands, Stephen Kellogg and the sixers, was really really good. Hanson was Hanson. They are just as good as I remember them. They did "flex" their musical talent muscles a little more than I remember. They don't have a manager breathing down their back, so they get to do that.
Hm... I had another thing to talk about but I forgot. So, peace out.
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[Thu, Mar 13th, 2008 at 5:08pm
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So, today after walking with Molli I realize, I have so much on mind and so few people to share them with. I'm always afraid to say what I feel because of what I feel. It was nice to get some things off of my chest, and glad to find out that I'm not the only one in the world that feels the way I'm feeling. I should start using a hand-written diary again. To write what I feel but I never get alone time, at least not enough of it to write down what I feel.
Hmmm... to do: get hair cut, get oil changed, wash car... yadda yadda yadda!
Yea, you guys have a great day.
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[Mon, Mar 10th, 2008 at 8:55am
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I am super crabby. I cannot wait to move.... just three more months.
Alright, so here it is. At work I got a $250 bonus check. So, I decided that it's time to get a new stereo put in my car. One with an aux input so I can listen to my mp3 player through the stereo. So, I went and looked at different systems. I found one for $130 that I liked. And talked to the guy at the counter who said that they can install it for about $80 (40 for labor and 40 for the installation kit). So, I figure I'll be spending about $230 (I over project because of tax and what-not). So, I have enough... however, I decided to wait until I pay rent to make sure that I do indeed have enough money. That's a good thing, because I don't have enough money. Apparently in this house we are paying $700 in utilities. My room rent is $245 and the past two months I paid $345 in rent... hmmm.... I'm slightly pissed.
I'll have to wait for tax returns to come back before I can buy it. BLARG!
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[Sat, Mar 1st, 2008 at 3:05am
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I work and live with 2 year-olds. Honestly, this is ridiculous. I don't really want to get into the people at work, because it really is no use. I think it is interesting though that the older women are the most immature ones. One lady will NEVER be happy there so she should start looking for a new job. I cannot wait to be done with that damn place. Alright, first: my roommates. Then I have an interesting story concerning the devil place, and then it's back to trying to get to sleep. Hopefully I'll be less angry then.
Well, here I am asleep, and then all of a sudden, I'm awake. Nothing too concerning it happens a lot when I sleep up in my room. I wake up quickly thinking "where am I?" So, I get a movie going again and head back to sleep. When I hear the front door slam and pounding on the front steps. Alright, back to bed. When Slipknot starts blearing in the room next to mine... time to kill. I knock on his open door "Hey Steve, it's 3 a.m." He looks at me, turns it down so he can hear me, "it's 3 a.m." I say again, I need to make sure he hears me, and not only that, understands me! "Okay" he says, and looks back at his computer. "Fine, I'm closing your door." I tell him, and walk away. Back to bed... or is it! Because I asked Steve to turn down his music, now he is going to seek revenge on me. He walks past my room and stomps... gets a frozen dinner and slams the freezer door shut. So, I go out in the hall again, and this time Molli joins me. So not only is he bugging me, keeping me from sleeping, he woke up Molli... that is rule number 1 in the house. You don't wake the sleeping bear. Steve looks at me and goes "don't talk to me I might say something stupid" Really, are you shitting me. His music is still loud and he is stomping around in the house!!! I should take his keys and lock the fucker out. Or call the cops and get him a minor (oh because he's underage and drunk). Well, after Molli goes up to talk to him, I hear him saying (to Jeff presumably) "I have to wake up at ... a.m. I don't see how they have to wake up any earlier than me." Hey, guess what! It doesn't matter if you have to wake up earlier than me, because the pain you will be in tomorrow for not getting a sufficient amount of sleep is your own damn fault, while mine will be your fault. Okay... I'm less pissed now. I love you lj!
Alright, so at Wal-Mart someone had an interesting complaint. This months Sports Illustrated is the swim suit issue, with a women on the front cover only wearing half a swim suit. Well, someone went to the store manager about it. I mean a customer. Which I'm glad, I didn't complain because it's SI that's at fault not WM. Apparently, there have been a lot of complaints, so my store manager did something very odd. He pulled it. I thought he would move them to somewhere that isn't in the front register lanes. But no, he pulled them, they are all in a cart at the service desk. I think that that was crazy, pulling a product. Larry has done it before though, which I think is great, he is exercising his right as the manager of a store and choosing not to sell something. This is a double edge sword because he is missing out on that profit, but I guess WM can afford to do that.
Well, less crabby. Time to try and sleep.
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[Fri, Feb 29th, 2008 at 10:06am
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I'm bored. So, I update, how about that? I have to go to work... blarg! Work just keeps getting worse and worse. I cannot wait to quit and move to Illinois. The ladies (the older ones) hate me for some reason. I told my mom that they are probably just jealous that I'm going to be leaving soon. They are jealous of my future or something. I doubt it, but I don't understand why they are being so mean! I didn't do anything to them. I'm not full time so it's not like I'm keeping any hours from them or anything. One lady told another cashier that I never went where I was supposed to and that I did whatever I wanted and I always got away with it. I wanted to kick her when I found that out. And now people are trying to get me in trouble with management. Guess what though, when you want to get someone in trouble, they actually have to do something wrong.
I guess I need to go pack my lunch and purse to go. Boo work! At least it pays for the pretty pretty car.
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[Sat, Feb 16th, 2008 at 6:23pm
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Today I got a fortune in a fortune cookie and it said: "You will become an accomplished writer."
My response: I sure hope so!
So... I've been feeling like shit a lot lately. I just wish I had more people around that want to spend time with me. I'm mostly angry at my roommates because I ask them over and over again: do you want to play cranium, do you want to go somewhere with me. Would you like to etc...
And I always get a no.
Boooo!!!
I just want to do something with people!!! Yea, that's all I have. Bye
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[Fri, Jan 25th, 2008 at 10:40am
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So, yesterday I was at work, hating it because that's the way it is these days. And I look up to see this cute couple walking towards me. I thought for a moment I was hallucinating. It was Chris and Ris, they were in town and stopped by Wal-Mart for some purchase. Just seeing them and getting to say hi made my day so much better. Well, on my last break, Chris called me to let me know that they were going to stick around town until I was done with work so we could meet up for dinner. I don't know why but the two of them just made my day a ton better. I really miss you guys.
On another yet similar note, I miss the old days. Not the drama, but getting to see people on a daily basis.
Well, work time.
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[Tue, Jan 22nd, 2008 at 7:40pm
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things sure have changed and I dare say it's not for the better.
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[Mon, Sep 10th, 2007 at 10:36am
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So, I have a tale. Victor, my roommates, and I went to Rochester last week, and I brought my cellphone charger, or I thought I did. Well, I couldn't find it afterwards, so I was using my car charger when I was in the car to get some juice for my phone to work. Finally, I called the parents to see if maybe they could get me a new one only to find they bought me a new phone that very day and I would be receiving it shortly. It's supposed to arrive today, and yesterday, I found my phone charger... lol.
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[Tue, Aug 14th, 2007 at 8:29am
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a couple things....
1.) I got an e-mail from dad saying that my phone was off this weekend, so sorry to anyone who tried to get a hold of me. Next, my dad added that the text messages have been disabled... which sucks that I'm in trouble because people are sending me messages, I have not sent any of my own. So, please do not send me anymore texts, I cannot receive them. Maybe I'll buy a track phone one day for text message purposes, but we'll see
2.) My brother sent me a message on aim last night (early morning). He essentially imed me asking for me to give him advice. He said, "what im saying is i need a sister like you need a brother. ive been shitty to you in the past but i do love you. i always will. your me flesh and blood and you will always know me better than mostly anyone i know."
Weird...
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[Tue, Jun 19th, 2007 at 9:50pm
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I have few places to complain about Victor's idiocies.
I wish he would listen sometimes. He got angry today playing ddr because he isn't lord and master... so he proceeded to ruin my pads worse then they were, I told him that he was ruining it and need to stop, so he does then starts it up once again. So, I got really mad at him, and then decided he wanted to play guitar hero, like he needs to reclaim his balls or something. Yea... I'm crabby.
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[Fri, May 18th, 2007 at 11:00pm
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So...
Monday I pick up my very own CAR!
It's a red 2003 Kia Spectra. I am *so* excited to have my very own car.
I've already created rules for it:
-my brother is *not* aloud to drive it unless I'm not home and blocking him in.
-no smoking in my car
-driver is aloud to sing as loud and off key as I would like to.
I'm going to get a visor cd thingy and air freshener. I am way excited about this.
Victor sent me a poem for our lunaversary
Time
By Dan S. Posey Jr.
They say time is precious,
That time is of the essence,
But what is this illusion?
What is time?
It goes by, they say,
But I don't see anything.
They even say, How time flies,
Does it have wings?
Never have I seen it,
Never have I understood its physical being.
But I do know some things,
I know the time that I'm away from you.
Time is precious.
It is of the essence.
But no time is worth my time,
Unless that time is spent with you.
There's everything exciting in my life!
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[Tue, May 15th, 2007 at 10:12am
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Damien Rice was sold out. =(
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[Tue, May 8th, 2007 at 5:48pm
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Haza!!!
My teeth hurt, but oh well.
I passed all of my grades, ladies and gentleman I graduated college with a 3.01 GPA. And I will for sure get my degree.
Portfolio: Pass (Pass/No Credit)
Practicum: B
Photo Comm: B
Theater: B
International Broadcast: C
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[Mon, Apr 23rd, 2007 at 6:34pm
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I want to learn to walk with others as an equal
I want to treat the ones who love me with respect
I want to tell the world I'll give them all a piggyback
And try to take away my negative effect
I want to kiss the one, I know I'll never lie again
I want to call my dad and tell him that I care
I want to let my brother know
He saved my life a thousand times
Throughout the years he's been my friend
Who's always there
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[Thu, Apr 19th, 2007 at 8:10am
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So: a few thoughts.... I have a week of regular classes left (plus two days) and then I have finals week and I am completely done with college. Does anyone understand how scary that is? I guess the other people going through this or already did. Well, on top of the realization that I'm going to be growing up now... I'm starting to stress out. So, my infamous lists!
( a lot of stress )
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