Ah! Internet! It's been so long since I last saw you! And, oh! My dear blog. How are you? Have you missed me? You'll never beleive how I missed you so! But it's alright my dear, we're together again, never to be parted. Well, at least not until I've filled you in on lots of stuff...
Where to start?
Well, first, I will tell you all about Ariel's Very Bad Day. It actually wasn't that bad, but it reminded me of that book, where the boy was just having a rotten day & he keeps saying he's going to move to Australia.
It started out unpleasant, but not horrable. I had planned on getting up around 10:30 so I'd have time to shower before work, but I slept through my alarm. Later, I was running late for work, & didn't have time for breakfast. As I walked around my car to get in, I saw a large crack in my windshield. I didn't have time to inspect it, but now I'm pretty sure that some one thought it would be funny to break my window. Guess that's what I get for parking on the street.
When I got off work, I was kind of in a bad mood. You would be too! I mean, I have never damaged my car in anyway, (except the thing with the oil cap, but I'll tell you about that later) & this is the third time some one else has hurt my poor POS with out telling me. (1. About a week after I got my car, some one side-swiped it, taking the drivers side mirror off. 2. A couple weeks ago, some one either side-swiped it again, or thought it would be funny to scrape a bunch of paint off the side. 3. Some one cracked my windshield, 'nuff said.) So I walked in the house, intending to rant about my car, only to have my mum tell me that my Uncle just died.
That hurt. I feel really bad about it. I haven't seen Uncle Don in what...six years? I knew he was in the hospital, I knew he was sick again. But I never got around to sending a get well soon card. I know a card couldn't have made much of a differance. But maybe it would have made him happy to know we were thinking of him, & hoping for him to pull through. It wouldn't bother me as much if I could make it to the funeral, but that's out of the question. I hope he's in a better place now...I hope Faith is doing ok.... :[
I supose other than that the day was good. Mad stopped in while I was at work. And I talked to Ericka briefly.(Is that how you spelll that name? I hate spelling names, there's no rules. People just make up all sorts of odd spellings for all sorts of names. Not that I mind, I think it's cool that names have no rules, but it's rather annoying at work when I have to put names on cups. If you misspell it, the person thinks you're stupid, but if you ask how to spell it they think you're stupid, YOU JUST CAN'T WIN!) Later on Mad 'n I went to lazerquest with this dude Seth. Seth is cool, pretty cute, really weird in a very good way. He kicked our asses at the game. (Which I just lost.) What else did we do? Oh we played ghosts in the graveyard with the kids, that's always fun.
It felt like a bad day, but I think it was a good day with bad over tones.
Ericka & I went to the Postsecret event yesterday. It was really cool, but I was disappointed that more people didn't share secrets. I was even more disappointed that I couldn't drag myself up to that mic. I was thinking about it the whole time we were listening to Frank speak. I thought, I'd get up & talk about how scared I am of people. I'd say every one in this room terrafies me, even Frank, even the person I came with. But I couldn't do it, watching other people go up, picturing myself up there, made me shake all over. I felt faint. And I thought...well, if I make myself go up there I'm going to be very mad at myself for a while, so I'd better just stay here. Haha.
I had loads to write about, since I didn't have internet for a while, I was trying to remember every thing I wanted to say, but alas, I forgot.
Oh, well I s'pose I should mention some blond moments. Yesterday, it was gloomy & over cast, so I turned my headlights on, turns out I forgot to turn them off. So when Ericka dropped me off at my car, it was dead. As a doornail, whatever that means. Later that night, (she drove me to my house) my dad & I went to jump my car. When dad popped the hood to show me where the cables go, he found my missing oil cap...It was stuck the the hood, impailed on the insulation.
I can't remember what else I was going to write about so this is the end.
Love & grape juice,
Ariel
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
If the rain would stop...
I am broke again! Mug me if you like, there are no monies to be had. I mean, I am really, truely, broke as a joke. After an entire week of not spending any money, I had to get gas ($5) & oil ($2) & put air in my tires ($1). I just over-drafted by 50 cents.
On to other news. Well, there is no other news. Being as broke as I am, I try not to go any where, or do any thing, lest I be tempted to spend money that isn't real. Speaking of which, I'm not going to the teen over night. I was planning on it, but alas, life is beyond my control, & I have medical bills.
I have been insanely lazy this week, & have gotten nothing done. So when I'm done wasting my time here, I'm going to hop in the shower, & then do some much needed packing.
Have I mentioned that I hate packing? It really truely sucks. But now I have a dead-line, & I like getting things done before my dead-lines, so I shall pack more. Oooh, dad gave me this cool old suitcase the other day. He said mum would want to take it so I might as well pack stuff in it. I'm saving it for last 'cause it is sooo cool. It's all cracked leather & cloudy hinges. Love!
I'm really excited about moving. The excitment sort of comes & goes though. Right now I'm happy & looking forward to it, but I really really really wish I wasn't leaving Chris. I don't know what I'm going to do with out him. I just...can't stay for him. I know that sounds horrid. If you really love some one, you don't leave them, do you? I really love him, but I'm being self-centered. As usual.
Ugh.
I need a haircut. I'm very tired of my hair, it needs to be short again. But alas, I am BROKE. Should I say it again? Broke as a joke, can't afford any thing, excited about finding a dime on the floor, BROKE. So my hair shall wait. Unless I get really fed up, in which case, I will chop it all off, & just wear a hat. And even though it will look HORRID, I'll be happy 'cause it's not all over the place & choking me in my sleep. I don't know how my dad & Chris deal with such long hair. It would drive me up a tree.
Okay, I'm going to shower now, & stop wasting time!
(Yeah, as if.)
Love & sharks!
Ariel
On to other news. Well, there is no other news. Being as broke as I am, I try not to go any where, or do any thing, lest I be tempted to spend money that isn't real. Speaking of which, I'm not going to the teen over night. I was planning on it, but alas, life is beyond my control, & I have medical bills.
I have been insanely lazy this week, & have gotten nothing done. So when I'm done wasting my time here, I'm going to hop in the shower, & then do some much needed packing.
Have I mentioned that I hate packing? It really truely sucks. But now I have a dead-line, & I like getting things done before my dead-lines, so I shall pack more. Oooh, dad gave me this cool old suitcase the other day. He said mum would want to take it so I might as well pack stuff in it. I'm saving it for last 'cause it is sooo cool. It's all cracked leather & cloudy hinges. Love!
I'm really excited about moving. The excitment sort of comes & goes though. Right now I'm happy & looking forward to it, but I really really really wish I wasn't leaving Chris. I don't know what I'm going to do with out him. I just...can't stay for him. I know that sounds horrid. If you really love some one, you don't leave them, do you? I really love him, but I'm being self-centered. As usual.
Ugh.
I need a haircut. I'm very tired of my hair, it needs to be short again. But alas, I am BROKE. Should I say it again? Broke as a joke, can't afford any thing, excited about finding a dime on the floor, BROKE. So my hair shall wait. Unless I get really fed up, in which case, I will chop it all off, & just wear a hat. And even though it will look HORRID, I'll be happy 'cause it's not all over the place & choking me in my sleep. I don't know how my dad & Chris deal with such long hair. It would drive me up a tree.
Okay, I'm going to shower now, & stop wasting time!
(Yeah, as if.)
Love & sharks!
Ariel
Thursday, September 17, 2009
My tales are small, your tales are tall.
WOAHMYGOSH. It's been an age since I felt like writing. Not true, I've felt like writing, but when I got home, & sat down to do it, I didn't care any more.
Well well well, where to begin?
One night at work, (a few days ago?) I saw Andy Gilbert. I haven't seen him in like...five years?
Anyway, we talked briefly, & he asked if I still wrote poetry. It sort of suprised me, but before I could say no, I haven't writen so much as a couplet in years, he said that was the one thing that really stood out about me, how good my poems were. I was...floored! I hardly ever shared my writing, even in that poetry class. I never thought it was good enough. The fact that he even remembered my writing, just...wow. His words made me feel warm & fluffy all night. I still feel warm & fluffy thinking about it! That was such a nice thing for him to say. No one ever compliments things that I do, people always compliment me. As in, you're so pretty, as opposed to you write so well. Being complimented by one of my peers felt sooo lovely. I think I'm going to start writing again. Not bloging, real writing. I already have a couple haikus floating around in my head.
I am so very excited for Halloween! I made my costume today, I'm the pumpkin faerie! I put Aaron's together too, & I'm oh so thrilled. I've been trying for years to talk him into going as a girl, & now, finally, he's going to do it! So he is a gypsy with a mustache. I'm almost done with Kate & Damien's as well. Damien is going as a mexican bandito, & Kate will be a devil. (She already is one, I'm just going to put horns on her.)
Speaking of fall, I finally have a set date for the move! My grandpa is going to help us move Thanksgiving weekend. Mum wishes we could go sooner, but I don't mind. It gives me plenty of time to pack, save some money, & do some of the things I've been meaning to do all year.
I just sent my application into Cochise college in Douglas. I can not wait 'till January when classes start! I want to get a move on with my education.
I'm not sure what I'm going to do with that education, but I have a few ideas. I'd like to go into Anthropology, or radio journalism. I'd love to work for NPR. Can you imagine me having my own show? I don't know what it would be about (I really have no ideas) but it would be awesome.
Dad is letting me take one of his bikes with me when we move. I'm thrilled, I did not expect to bring it, but it's gonna' rule. Douglas is super small, so I'll be able to ride my bike every where, except school. I'm gonna' be so fit!
I've actually been thinking about selling my car before we move, & buying some thing new (to me anyway, I couldn't afford a new car, & I have zero credit to buy one anyway) when we get there. I might not even get a car, since it's southern Arizona, I could ride a motercycle or moped year-round, & just borrow some one elses when I want to go to Sierra Vista or Tucson.
Oh my gosh I'm hungry. Chris is making dinner for me tonight! Yess, I'm looking forward to it, but it will be at least two hour from now, oh how shall I last?
Pardon my randomness.
Ooooh ooh ooh! I forgot to mention TIM!
So, heres the scoop, Tim is my (sort-of) ex boyfriend. (We never technically dated, but we um...sort of did? It's complicated.) After he moved to China, we kept in touch, e-mailing each other back & forth. After a while we sort disconected, the e-mails grew fewer & far between, until eventually we stopped e-mailing all together. I started thinking about him a while ago, & thought it kinda' sucked that we lost touch that way, so I sent him a message. I waited, & waited, & figured he wasn't going to write me back. Until, ALAS! Who's name did I spy in my inbox? TIM! I was really excited, & sent a prompt reply. It's sort of hard for me to relate to his life (we both maintain totally differant social statuses, he's an adult, & he lives in China...) so my e-mail is sort of...self-centered? I hope he understands. :-/ I don't retain any sort of romantic feelings for Tim, but I'd hate to think that we weren't friends. He was a big part of my life, bigger than he knows, I'm sure.
I beleive that's all for now, ttfn!
Love & bc,
Ariel
Well well well, where to begin?
One night at work, (a few days ago?) I saw Andy Gilbert. I haven't seen him in like...five years?
Anyway, we talked briefly, & he asked if I still wrote poetry. It sort of suprised me, but before I could say no, I haven't writen so much as a couplet in years, he said that was the one thing that really stood out about me, how good my poems were. I was...floored! I hardly ever shared my writing, even in that poetry class. I never thought it was good enough. The fact that he even remembered my writing, just...wow. His words made me feel warm & fluffy all night. I still feel warm & fluffy thinking about it! That was such a nice thing for him to say. No one ever compliments things that I do, people always compliment me. As in, you're so pretty, as opposed to you write so well. Being complimented by one of my peers felt sooo lovely. I think I'm going to start writing again. Not bloging, real writing. I already have a couple haikus floating around in my head.
I am so very excited for Halloween! I made my costume today, I'm the pumpkin faerie! I put Aaron's together too, & I'm oh so thrilled. I've been trying for years to talk him into going as a girl, & now, finally, he's going to do it! So he is a gypsy with a mustache. I'm almost done with Kate & Damien's as well. Damien is going as a mexican bandito, & Kate will be a devil. (She already is one, I'm just going to put horns on her.)
Speaking of fall, I finally have a set date for the move! My grandpa is going to help us move Thanksgiving weekend. Mum wishes we could go sooner, but I don't mind. It gives me plenty of time to pack, save some money, & do some of the things I've been meaning to do all year.
I just sent my application into Cochise college in Douglas. I can not wait 'till January when classes start! I want to get a move on with my education.
I'm not sure what I'm going to do with that education, but I have a few ideas. I'd like to go into Anthropology, or radio journalism. I'd love to work for NPR. Can you imagine me having my own show? I don't know what it would be about (I really have no ideas) but it would be awesome.
Dad is letting me take one of his bikes with me when we move. I'm thrilled, I did not expect to bring it, but it's gonna' rule. Douglas is super small, so I'll be able to ride my bike every where, except school. I'm gonna' be so fit!
I've actually been thinking about selling my car before we move, & buying some thing new (to me anyway, I couldn't afford a new car, & I have zero credit to buy one anyway) when we get there. I might not even get a car, since it's southern Arizona, I could ride a motercycle or moped year-round, & just borrow some one elses when I want to go to Sierra Vista or Tucson.
Oh my gosh I'm hungry. Chris is making dinner for me tonight! Yess, I'm looking forward to it, but it will be at least two hour from now, oh how shall I last?
Pardon my randomness.
Ooooh ooh ooh! I forgot to mention TIM!
So, heres the scoop, Tim is my (sort-of) ex boyfriend. (We never technically dated, but we um...sort of did? It's complicated.) After he moved to China, we kept in touch, e-mailing each other back & forth. After a while we sort disconected, the e-mails grew fewer & far between, until eventually we stopped e-mailing all together. I started thinking about him a while ago, & thought it kinda' sucked that we lost touch that way, so I sent him a message. I waited, & waited, & figured he wasn't going to write me back. Until, ALAS! Who's name did I spy in my inbox? TIM! I was really excited, & sent a prompt reply. It's sort of hard for me to relate to his life (we both maintain totally differant social statuses, he's an adult, & he lives in China...) so my e-mail is sort of...self-centered? I hope he understands. :-/ I don't retain any sort of romantic feelings for Tim, but I'd hate to think that we weren't friends. He was a big part of my life, bigger than he knows, I'm sure.
I beleive that's all for now, ttfn!
Love & bc,
Ariel
Monday, August 31, 2009
Drugs, my anti drug.
Went to RVC to hang with the homeschool homies today. My phone died so I had to wait for it to charge just the weensiest bit, & so I was quite late. What else is new, eh?
On my way to the student center I ran into Rene, Ashley & blast-from-the-past Ben. Cool-cool.
Oh, & every one had some thing to say about my outfit, which was nice. I feel pretty. :D Haha.
I stopped my Meg's on the way home & OHMYGADS, I tried this latte, fudge it was soooooooo good. Drooling now. Shoot I left it down stairs, hold on while I fetch it. I can't remember what flavor it is, some thing special. I dunno.
Jesus, Damien has gas. The living room smells of eggs. BLEH! It's gross.
Sooooo I really wish that I had known we were going to be in town this long. I dropped all of my classes when the whole moving thing came up. If I knew then what I knew now I would have at least taken some fun ones on an audit. My brain needs stretching! It's like "Aaaariel, what are you doing with your life? Now is the time to LEARN things! Worry when you're old!" Oh silly grey matter, I'll do some algebra later, okay?
I want to be in SCHOOL. Gaddamit.
So, I kinda' started thinking about maybe staying in Rockford....But the problem is, WHERE WILL I LIVE?! I can't afford to live on my own. Chris & Mad have both offered to let me stay with them, & I know their moms wouldn't mind, but...I don't want to live with some one elses mom when I could just as easily live with my own. Which is some thing no one seems to understand. I hate mooching! I don't like letting others pay for me.
So, yeah. I guess I'm still going. Which is kinda' going to suck.
I'm really looking forward to see all the fam again, & all that kinda' junk. But I'm not sure want to live in Douglas.
But I can't really stay here.
UGH.
Why didn't any one warn me that this kinda' crap would happen? I should have been saving my money instead of spending it all on dumb stuff.
Rawr. I saved my money when I was younger. Hardly ever spent a dime. Then I got older & started buying dumb things like clothes & coffee & other junk I don't need.
I wish I could afford to live on my own. I wish I was a smarty-pants & could go to school for free. I wish I knew what to do with my life. BLARG. I need a rich, long-lost uncle to help me out. Haha.
I need alergy meds ASAP. But I don't feel like buying them.
I'm going to surf zee web. Then maybe I'll do some packing. Or maybe I'll see about getting some new tires for my bike so's I can go for a ride & clear my head.
Love & lollipops,
Ariel
P.S. Alex is a brat. He payed for my lunch even though I told him not to. It was nice of him, but...I don't know. He's a brat. :P
On my way to the student center I ran into Rene, Ashley & blast-from-the-past Ben. Cool-cool.
Oh, & every one had some thing to say about my outfit, which was nice. I feel pretty. :D Haha.
I stopped my Meg's on the way home & OHMYGADS, I tried this latte, fudge it was soooooooo good. Drooling now. Shoot I left it down stairs, hold on while I fetch it. I can't remember what flavor it is, some thing special. I dunno.
Jesus, Damien has gas. The living room smells of eggs. BLEH! It's gross.
Sooooo I really wish that I had known we were going to be in town this long. I dropped all of my classes when the whole moving thing came up. If I knew then what I knew now I would have at least taken some fun ones on an audit. My brain needs stretching! It's like "Aaaariel, what are you doing with your life? Now is the time to LEARN things! Worry when you're old!" Oh silly grey matter, I'll do some algebra later, okay?
I want to be in SCHOOL. Gaddamit.
So, I kinda' started thinking about maybe staying in Rockford....But the problem is, WHERE WILL I LIVE?! I can't afford to live on my own. Chris & Mad have both offered to let me stay with them, & I know their moms wouldn't mind, but...I don't want to live with some one elses mom when I could just as easily live with my own. Which is some thing no one seems to understand. I hate mooching! I don't like letting others pay for me.
So, yeah. I guess I'm still going. Which is kinda' going to suck.
I'm really looking forward to see all the fam again, & all that kinda' junk. But I'm not sure want to live in Douglas.
But I can't really stay here.
UGH.
Why didn't any one warn me that this kinda' crap would happen? I should have been saving my money instead of spending it all on dumb stuff.
Rawr. I saved my money when I was younger. Hardly ever spent a dime. Then I got older & started buying dumb things like clothes & coffee & other junk I don't need.
I wish I could afford to live on my own. I wish I was a smarty-pants & could go to school for free. I wish I knew what to do with my life. BLARG. I need a rich, long-lost uncle to help me out. Haha.
I need alergy meds ASAP. But I don't feel like buying them.
I'm going to surf zee web. Then maybe I'll do some packing. Or maybe I'll see about getting some new tires for my bike so's I can go for a ride & clear my head.
Love & lollipops,
Ariel
P.S. Alex is a brat. He payed for my lunch even though I told him not to. It was nice of him, but...I don't know. He's a brat. :P
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Can't wait till I turn into a butterfly.
I think I'm...just crazy.
Things with Chris & I are fine! Peachy-keen! Groovy X 2! Fo' sho' yo'.
I think what happend was, he was acting slightly weird. Which worried me a little. Then we had this dumb little text-spat. And later he said some thing weird. And since I'm crazy & stressed about abso-freakin-lutely every thing these days, all these little dumb things added up & I had a mental freak out.
But we are fine! Yay. I really wasn't looking forward to seeing him today, but I'm really glad I went. YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY. I'm happy. If you hadn't noticed.
Waaaa. Today was really groovy. I feel like a dork 'cause I have made zero progress on the packing, but it was worth it. I went out for brunch with mum, dad, & Aaron. Then I went over to Alex's house. (We watched Blues Brothers, an awesome movie, despite the fact that it is 4 million hours long.) Aaaand then I went over to Chris's house for a bit.
Hangin' with Alex is tons 'o fun.
DUDE. I had a super huge head-ache today. Some time between leaving Alex's house, & heading to Chris's, my head just...I don't know, but it felt like the dungeon master (the midevil kind, not the nerdy kind) was in there running amuck. It was almost like a migrane, but with out all the blindness & pukey times.
Oh, so, apparently Chris was a little, unsettled, about Alex & I hangin' mano y mano.
Which I found...laughable. Obviously, Chris is blind, I'm waaaaay to devoted to him to even think of another person that way. Spleash, he knows he can trust me. Ah well, he did warn me ages ago that he is sort of a jealous boyfriend, I'm glad this is the worst he's been. Most ''jealous boyfriends'' are fucking annoying a-holes. Chris just gets a little worried when I'm hanging one-on-one with guy friends. (Which happens how often? Seriously, when you have trust issues involing guys, you don't hang out one-on-one with guys friends, unless they are totally trust-worthy. I mean, I hate it when I have to work alone with Mat or John, & I'm never even really alone with them.) Also, I think it's funny that he knows how I am, & yet he's never worried when I hang out alone with cute girls...Haha.
Lalala, lets see...I'm not sure what else to write about. But I have to kill some time, 'cause I can't go to bed until the laundry is done.
I can never rememeber if 'until' is spelled with one 'L' or two. I'm looking that up now. It's one! Yay I spelled it right the first time!
Sooo dee doh dee doh....
Did I write about open mic night already? I don't know.
So Wednesday Mad & I played open mic at Hope & Anchor again. The first time we played (a couple weeks ago) we bombed. Hard. Man we sucked worse than a vacuum. But this time (last Wednesday) was AWESOME. Haha. We only messed up the second song, & every one thought it sounded good anyway. (Well, except the messed up part.) We played Lola by the Kinks, Walking with a Ghost by Tegan & Sara, & 500 Miles by...uh...damn I can never remember their name. The one about walking 1,000 miles.
Dude, I'm listening to Tunng right now, they are so freaking rad. I love them. Jenny again is my favorite song by them.
Also I love Tegan & Sara. I wish I was them. Only I wouldn't want to be both of them at the same time, 'cause that would be weird. Also, I don't think I'd really want to be either of them, 'cause as messed up as I am, I like being me. But I'd like to be as tallented as one/both of them.
Ho-kay, this blog-a-rog is getting very long. I'm going to check the laundry, & maybe go to bed. I don't know. Maybe not. Have I ever mentioned how much I like typing? Yes? Oh, well, I'll try not to say it again, but really, I LOVE typing.
Also I think I like crying. It's a great stress relief. Unless I'm at work, in which case is sucks. Or basically when I'm with any one at all. But when I'm by myself! It makes me feel better. And sleepy.
Man, back in the day, I cried like, once a year. And it was a big deal. Nothing made me, Ariel the great, cry. But this year....fuck man. My eyes are making up for lost time!
Haha.
Any-poo, I'll just be going now.
Love & saw-dust,
Ariel
Things with Chris & I are fine! Peachy-keen! Groovy X 2! Fo' sho' yo'.
I think what happend was, he was acting slightly weird. Which worried me a little. Then we had this dumb little text-spat. And later he said some thing weird. And since I'm crazy & stressed about abso-freakin-lutely every thing these days, all these little dumb things added up & I had a mental freak out.
But we are fine! Yay. I really wasn't looking forward to seeing him today, but I'm really glad I went. YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY. I'm happy. If you hadn't noticed.
Waaaa. Today was really groovy. I feel like a dork 'cause I have made zero progress on the packing, but it was worth it. I went out for brunch with mum, dad, & Aaron. Then I went over to Alex's house. (We watched Blues Brothers, an awesome movie, despite the fact that it is 4 million hours long.) Aaaand then I went over to Chris's house for a bit.
Hangin' with Alex is tons 'o fun.
DUDE. I had a super huge head-ache today. Some time between leaving Alex's house, & heading to Chris's, my head just...I don't know, but it felt like the dungeon master (the midevil kind, not the nerdy kind) was in there running amuck. It was almost like a migrane, but with out all the blindness & pukey times.
Oh, so, apparently Chris was a little, unsettled, about Alex & I hangin' mano y mano.
Which I found...laughable. Obviously, Chris is blind, I'm waaaaay to devoted to him to even think of another person that way. Spleash, he knows he can trust me. Ah well, he did warn me ages ago that he is sort of a jealous boyfriend, I'm glad this is the worst he's been. Most ''jealous boyfriends'' are fucking annoying a-holes. Chris just gets a little worried when I'm hanging one-on-one with guy friends. (Which happens how often? Seriously, when you have trust issues involing guys, you don't hang out one-on-one with guys friends, unless they are totally trust-worthy. I mean, I hate it when I have to work alone with Mat or John, & I'm never even really alone with them.) Also, I think it's funny that he knows how I am, & yet he's never worried when I hang out alone with cute girls...Haha.
Lalala, lets see...I'm not sure what else to write about. But I have to kill some time, 'cause I can't go to bed until the laundry is done.
I can never rememeber if 'until' is spelled with one 'L' or two. I'm looking that up now. It's one! Yay I spelled it right the first time!
Sooo dee doh dee doh....
Did I write about open mic night already? I don't know.
So Wednesday Mad & I played open mic at Hope & Anchor again. The first time we played (a couple weeks ago) we bombed. Hard. Man we sucked worse than a vacuum. But this time (last Wednesday) was AWESOME. Haha. We only messed up the second song, & every one thought it sounded good anyway. (Well, except the messed up part.) We played Lola by the Kinks, Walking with a Ghost by Tegan & Sara, & 500 Miles by...uh...damn I can never remember their name. The one about walking 1,000 miles.
Dude, I'm listening to Tunng right now, they are so freaking rad. I love them. Jenny again is my favorite song by them.
Also I love Tegan & Sara. I wish I was them. Only I wouldn't want to be both of them at the same time, 'cause that would be weird. Also, I don't think I'd really want to be either of them, 'cause as messed up as I am, I like being me. But I'd like to be as tallented as one/both of them.
Ho-kay, this blog-a-rog is getting very long. I'm going to check the laundry, & maybe go to bed. I don't know. Maybe not. Have I ever mentioned how much I like typing? Yes? Oh, well, I'll try not to say it again, but really, I LOVE typing.
Also I think I like crying. It's a great stress relief. Unless I'm at work, in which case is sucks. Or basically when I'm with any one at all. But when I'm by myself! It makes me feel better. And sleepy.
Man, back in the day, I cried like, once a year. And it was a big deal. Nothing made me, Ariel the great, cry. But this year....fuck man. My eyes are making up for lost time!
Haha.
Any-poo, I'll just be going now.
Love & saw-dust,
Ariel
Warning: Explicit content.
Last night I made a sort of realization. Well, I was sort of realizing some thing I already knew in the back of my mind.
I've been feeling really...neurotic, & a little clingy about Chris. At first I was blaming myself, thinking that it must be hormones or...I don't know...But I figured, Chris is being normal, I'm being neurotic, who's at fault? Me. But I'm not. I've been acting emotional & insecure because he's been acting different. He doesn't kiss me, he's not as goofy, he doesn't text me through out the day like he used to. He barely talks to me, when we hang out, we sit around & watch TV.
I guess I just feel like, he can't deal with me leaving, so he's slowly pushing me away. Putting a wedge between us. And it's breaking my fucking heart.
Fuck. I'm crying again. I'm going to melt into a puddle if I keep this up.
Have I ever mentioned that I hate boys? All they do is break your heart.
I thought we agreed that we're going to try the long distance thing? I thought we both wanted to stay together. But maybe I was wrong.
Last time I felt like this, like my wonderful boyfriend (Nick) was acting weird, not as affectionate, I decided to stick it out, maybe he was just having a rough time at work or some thing. And then he stomped all over my heart. So what am I suposed to expect this time? I told myself that if I ever got this feeling again, I would end things before I could get hurt. But how could I do that? I love Chris, I really do, how could I leave him for real?
But if he really loves me, how could he hurt me like this?
Goddamn it! Goddamnfuckingassshittitscockbitchmotherfucker.
I want to scream, & I want to cry, & I want to hug him, & punch him in the face all at the same time.
RAWR!
I wish I was a dinosaur. Things would be so much better that way.
My brain is to over loaded right now. I need to stop thinking.
Love & troll-dolls,
Ariel
I've been feeling really...neurotic, & a little clingy about Chris. At first I was blaming myself, thinking that it must be hormones or...I don't know...But I figured, Chris is being normal, I'm being neurotic, who's at fault? Me. But I'm not. I've been acting emotional & insecure because he's been acting different. He doesn't kiss me, he's not as goofy, he doesn't text me through out the day like he used to. He barely talks to me, when we hang out, we sit around & watch TV.
I guess I just feel like, he can't deal with me leaving, so he's slowly pushing me away. Putting a wedge between us. And it's breaking my fucking heart.
Fuck. I'm crying again. I'm going to melt into a puddle if I keep this up.
Have I ever mentioned that I hate boys? All they do is break your heart.
I thought we agreed that we're going to try the long distance thing? I thought we both wanted to stay together. But maybe I was wrong.
Last time I felt like this, like my wonderful boyfriend (Nick) was acting weird, not as affectionate, I decided to stick it out, maybe he was just having a rough time at work or some thing. And then he stomped all over my heart. So what am I suposed to expect this time? I told myself that if I ever got this feeling again, I would end things before I could get hurt. But how could I do that? I love Chris, I really do, how could I leave him for real?
But if he really loves me, how could he hurt me like this?
Goddamn it! Goddamnfuckingassshittitscockbitchmotherfucker.
I want to scream, & I want to cry, & I want to hug him, & punch him in the face all at the same time.
RAWR!
I wish I was a dinosaur. Things would be so much better that way.
My brain is to over loaded right now. I need to stop thinking.
Love & troll-dolls,
Ariel
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
No matter which way you go...
Woot! Just did open mic night at Hope & Anchor(I don't know how you spell that, & it is midnight, & I am tired, ther fore, NO SPELL CHECKING!) with my bestest friendster.(Mad, obvs.)
It went really well I think. Only a few minor screw ups, & every one was really nice! I actually am excited about next week! Haha.
I was waaaaay less jittery this time. And I LOVE singing. For real, with a mic, to people.
Wa-buh-blah. I just want to play my guitar all night, but I think I should sleep. Yes, my bed is beckoning with open arms. Wonderful fluffy arms made out of pillows...
Wait! Before I journey off to dream land, I want to mention that I have an awesome friend named Alex. AKA Humperdink. Am I'm not saying this to him, I'm saying this so that every one else will know. I really want to spend more time with him, & get to know him better. Yeas.
My blog is stranger than usual when I'm a sleepy like this. Mostly 'cuz I'm very very strange when sleepiness takes hold of me. I get loopy.
I had some thing I wanted to write about earlier. Actually, I started writing it while I was at work. I don't really remember what all I was going to say, but this is what I wrote down:
I really need to slow down on the deplorable dairy products, if I'm not more careful, I wont be able to mix a machiato, or create a capuccino with out becoming the one & only barfing barista.
Hahaha.
That made me laugh.
Love & late-night tacos,
Ariel
P.s. Mmm, tacos....
It went really well I think. Only a few minor screw ups, & every one was really nice! I actually am excited about next week! Haha.
I was waaaaay less jittery this time. And I LOVE singing. For real, with a mic, to people.
Wa-buh-blah. I just want to play my guitar all night, but I think I should sleep. Yes, my bed is beckoning with open arms. Wonderful fluffy arms made out of pillows...
Wait! Before I journey off to dream land, I want to mention that I have an awesome friend named Alex. AKA Humperdink. Am I'm not saying this to him, I'm saying this so that every one else will know. I really want to spend more time with him, & get to know him better. Yeas.
My blog is stranger than usual when I'm a sleepy like this. Mostly 'cuz I'm very very strange when sleepiness takes hold of me. I get loopy.
I had some thing I wanted to write about earlier. Actually, I started writing it while I was at work. I don't really remember what all I was going to say, but this is what I wrote down:
I really need to slow down on the deplorable dairy products, if I'm not more careful, I wont be able to mix a machiato, or create a capuccino with out becoming the one & only barfing barista.
Hahaha.
That made me laugh.
Love & late-night tacos,
Ariel
P.s. Mmm, tacos....
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