New Year Blues

Don't get me wrong, I love the New Years Eve holiday, but I don't love being alone. Especially on a holiday that's all about big parties and being...well not alone. I mean mom and Scott and my sisters went on vacation, not that I couldn't have gone with them, but I wanted to work. And dad...well let's just say he's not an option right this moment. So since I couldn't celebrate with family, I dropped hints to friends. Well Ash isn't going to be home, and everyone else is either going to a party or hanging with family.
Is there anything worse than being alone to finish up the year? I mean Grandma and Grandpa...well they're not going to be staying up to greet 2010 with me. At the moment, I'm kind of just hoping someone walks into the house uninvited tomorrow night or something. Otherwise, I think I may just cry.

Up Then Down Then Up Again

Merry Christmas! So I had to make my google account my main one because as it turns out, yahoo has been spaming my mother with spam from me...mom was pleased with that, let me tell you. So anyways, been kind of busy what with all the wedding plans...kidding, yeah I've been doing other stuff, but there's no wedding as far as I'm aware. Going to go see Avatar today. I'll let you know if it's as good as it looks. Grandma's home, gotta run!

Re-Gifting In the Worst Way

Okay so I've gotten all but one present bought so far. I'm getting the last one tomorrow. And then I'm going into hermit mode because I'm farther than far behind on my 200 page goal for my story. I've got 36 more pages to go...that translates into about 9 pages a day until Christmas. Not happening.
Got Andrew a Vikings mug for Christmas, and what did he get me? The Coca Cola glass that I bought for him (he swore he'd pay me back, he never did...that was three Coca Cola glasses). So I essentially bought my own gift, but I didn't realize that when he first said he got me something so I went and bought him a present feeling like I should if he got me something. Basically, I bought myself a present, then bought one for Andrew. Nice huh?

Christmas Bookworm Style

So yesterday was our last day of classes before Christmas break, so my friends were handing out presents to everyone. Guess who got the coolest presents? Me! Two packs of college rule paper and three of my very favorite types of pencils. I love my friends, they know me so well. In other news, I passed my English course, took my Government exam, was accused of stealing my sister's money (now tell me how that makes sense...I have a job, she does not. I'm constantly getting her crap and taking her places...she won't even share a taco. So who's getting jipped? Her? Or me?), babysat for five hours and made $68. (that translates into$13.60 an hour) and then went to bed after complaining about my sister's nerve. It was a good day.

No Such Thing as a Stupid Question?

I believe that that saying should be re-evaluated. The other day in drivethru, this lady comes through and asks, "Is there any ice cream in the Frappes?" We think Oooooooooookay...sort of a valid question. Some of us thought they were. My friend gets on the headset and says "No, they're made with blended ice and Carmel or mocha flavoring." The lady's next question? "Is there any ice cream in the milkshakes?" ...um, yes? So then I get on the headset and say, "Yes ma'am, our milkshakes are made with ice cream." And then she orders two apple pies and a Coke! As if that weren't a stupid enough question (I'm sorry, but how do you not know that there is ice cream in a milkshake?), she doesn't even want a milkshake or a Frappe, she wants two pies and a POP!
That, my friend, was a stupid question.

Raffles Never Like Me

So I almost got conned again at work, different lady same trick. You should all be pleased to hear that she didn't fool me this time around. She didn't get money from me, no sir. Hmph. Stupid tricky people, how un-nice of them, huh?
I don't know if it's just me, but I've never had much faith in drawing and raffles because, let's be honest, you never get your name called. So imagine my surprise when I get a call today saying I'd just one a free two year membership to Lifestyle Gym! I actually won one! Isn't that amazing? Here's the thing though...I've never been to that gym, never even heard of it until today. They had the right name though because they had my cell number and my name...isn't that weird? Now I've just got to figure out what friend of mine goes to that gym...and that shouldn't be too difficult except everyone who has my number...well let's just say I don't think they go to the gym (why should they? They look fine!). Anyway, I turned down the free membership because I'm not actually going to have time for it, you know? So why not let someone else who would use it get it?
Only problem with that is that now I keep thinking I should join a gym and get in shape.
So in the end, I've come to one simple conclusions; RAFFLES ARE EVIL! They mess with your head.

That One Channel

Okay so...new favorite movie on my list. I mean The Family Stone, Pride and Prejudice, Casanova...they're all still on my list, but I am now adding on something that was on the Science fiction channel. It was an original called Alice they split it into two parts and it was amazing. Now I'm not a horrible big fan of Alice in Wonderland...I can't stand that stupid movie, but this version rocked my socks, and I'll admit that I am in fact officially in love with the Hatter.
I don't know if you're like me, but whenever I watch a movie where I fall in love with the main guy...I go from the happy high of watching it to a sulking low because I know I'm never going to find a guy like that. I mean he had an accent, he was funny, he had an accent...no one can measure up to his standards! Well...at least no one who would fall for me. Regardless, I'm now in the sulking part because he rocked my world.
This version of the Disney 'classic' is out of this world. It's got way more twists, the Queen of Hearts has a son (Jack Heart, get it?). They were sadly lacking the flower people...but they had the white knight, whom I'll admit I do not remember, but then I never enjoyed watching it so that's no surprise is it? Oh! And the white rabbit? Killed in the beginning! Made my day. He and I never really saw eye to eye...
Point of all of this hoopla is that you should most definitely switch on the telly and take a look. It's completely worth being a potato for.

Over React Much?

So I've gotten to page 120 on my story (that's 84 pages in three weeks just so you know), I'm supposed to get a raise, mom and I are getting along, three of my essays have passed in English, I heard the Hippo song (I've been waiting since Christmas music started) aaaaaaand Ryan says "It's on, and I'm not going to take an easy on you either." He's going to play Monopoly with me. It's been a good month so far.
Just as I was checking my e-mail, to see (though I didn't think she'd e-mail me) if my teacher e-mailed me about my last two papers, Andrew called. He was asking me for a favor as I was scanning through the e-mail from my teacher and then it said "you passed with flying colors". I may or may not have screamed into his ear...he thought something was wrong and was like, "Blanky (no name) what's wrong? Did you crash? Did you crash the car? What's going on? Are you okay?" Then I had a full on panic attack and was like, "I have to let you go because I'm about to cry, so yeah...I'll pick you up." And then I hung up, screamed again and hugged my sister before crying...I was worried okay? I was freaking and thinking that I wasn't going to pass so it was a big relief. My sister's response? "Don't get my hoodie all wet or I swear." Well boo to you too sis, boo to you too.

For Mom

So it's no secret that my mom and I aren't the best of friends. We argue and fight and get on each other's nerves too many times to count. I would tell people that when mom and I tried to have a civil conversations, one of us would usually end up getting defensive and the 'civil' part would be blown to smithereens. I decided early on that it was our personalities. We're too different to get one another's reasoning and thoughts, and just enough alike to stubbornly refuse to see through the other's eyes.
My parents are divorced, they have been for roughly 9 maybe 10 years. They hate each other, and I have never been able to get along with both of them at the same time. Recently, mom's decided to attempt to get full custody of my sisters (I'm going to be eighteen soon so by the time the courts come to a decision, it won't matter) and we've started talking. They're not exactly meaningful, but they're not ending in arguement either. I really enjoy not fighting with her, and I miss the times when getting along wasn't such an uncommon thing. Mom, if you read this, can you do me one favor? On the left hand side of this blog there's a link that says view my profile. Once you click that, scroll down to the bottom and under My Blogs, click on Living in the World of Make Believe. I posted something for you.

So Then I'm NOT a Liar

Okay so I texted my ex a fake forward created by moi saying stuff like most girls go for guys with ambition and a job, blah blah. I'm not going to date him again, but he could still use a job. After I sent the forward I texted, "Oops, sorry. That was supposed to go to Petra!" He called me a liar (which I fully admit I was). Here's the thing though, my sister calls him Scandal, so that's what he's under on my phone, and we call Petra 'Spatch' (long story) so when I'm sending a message to either of them and type in 7(S and P) and then a 2 (A and C) I get them both. The idea wasn't far fetched okay? But then I was talking to him last night and said "I believe you, I'm just surprised." Only I accidentally (for real this time) texted it to Petra who then went, "Believe me about what?"
See?! He called me a liar and everything and then I proved that it could happen! So there! Hmph.