I'm taking a break from painting right now. When I started last night it was relaxing & peaceful & painting #1 turned out awesome. But then I decided to paint another to match it, I wanted them to tell a story. But I can not get the second one right. First the background was all wrong, & the colors were to dark to paint over. So I had this awesome idea, I'll just cut out the main focal point, paint a new background, & glue my focal point on. It'll look interesting & give the picture a little more depth. So I cut it out, started painting a new background, & it turned out AWFUL. Worse then the first. That's when I put my brush down, & took a step back. If I'm getting annoyed, frustrated, or pissed off while I'm painting, it's time for a break. A good, long, break. And some food.
I really like the idea behind the two paintings, & I'd really like to finnish the second. I just hope I get it right next time. If not then....I'll just stick to sewing instead of painting.
Love & water colors,
Ariel
Friday, November 20, 2009
Pick a peck of pickled peppers
Sssoooo, Arizona is driving me mad. That's not true, I love Arizona as much as I always have. My family is driving me mad.
I guess my grandparents (on my mum's side) are very anti-homeschooling. They don't believe you can get a good education at home.
Which I find a little insulting, I mean, I turned out alright didn't I? Except for my issues with math, but that's my fault, not my parents, they tried every thing to get me to learn. But I'm very stuborn when I want to be. Other than that though, I have a good grounding in every thing you'd learn in school, better than most kids in public schools. And I have a pretty high IQ.
Anyway, they have been presuring mum to put Aaron in school. All my grandpa ever talks about is getting Aaron caught up & putting him in a "good school". He even mentioned it in church! (More on that later.) He's taking it way to far. Grandpa even told Aaron that home schooling is illegal in Arizona. When I confronted him about it (since that's not true, home schooling is legal in all 50 states) he changed his story multipul times. (He said, he never said that, he said I misunderstood him, he said, it's not illegal, but there are important rules, & more.) Mums' getting really upsett, she said, grandpa has a habbit of over-riding people, & acting like their opinions are meaningless. If he doesn't back off & let her do what she wants, she's going to send my dad to come pick us up, & move us right back to Illinois.
Moving back would be fine with me, since I plan to anyway. But it would suck if my grandparents would push my mom so far. She wants to move, she wants to be here, with her family. But they aren't being very suportive at the moment. Also, it would suck since my dad was planning on moving to Tucson to be closer to us, he might have to rethink his plans if we are staying in Illinois.
This is actually really bothering me. It's getting to the point where I don't want to spend any time with my grandpa, or even talk to him. I don't know if he's noticed, but I'm very short with him. I only speak to him when he asks a direct question. I guess I'm being rude, but he's being worse. He can't stop talking about putting Aaron in school, & doesn't care what mum thinks.
Why do I have such a messed up family? Seriously, it wears on your nerves, to constantly put up with every one's craziness. Both sides of my family, they're just...nuts! I'm starting to think I might be the sanest leaf on the family tree.
But every thing will turn out alright, I'm sure. I was feeling awful last night, but I wrote a list of all the things stressing me out, & realized, it's not that bad. My family will be fine, in Arizona or Illinois. I'll get a job, I'll get through school. I'll work & work & get my dream house--with Chris of course. Getting a house I love is the most important thing, haha.
No one's going to die, no one's starving to death. Family drama happens to the best of us. Some times people just can't see eye-to-eye. It sucks, but that's how things work.
It's funny though, I wrote this list last night, & this morning Mad texted me to ask if every thing is alright. Apparently, last night she had a dream that I was hating it in Arizona. She knows me to well, haha.
I'm almost done making Chris's anniversary gift. A month late! Hah, better late than never I guess. I think he'll like it. I hope so anyway!
I've also been thinking about Christmas gifts for every one. I have mum, dad, Aaron, Mad, & Katriel's planned out. But I'm not sure about my grandparents, or Jiel.(Not sure if that's how you spell her name.) I started making some thing for Chris, & I really like it, but I'm not sure if it's good enough. :-/ Ohh, art. It's hard to tell if some thing I made is good, or if I just like it because I made it. I asked Aaron for his opinion, but he's not very constructive. He'll tell me what he likes about whatever-it-is, but can never think of any thing he doesn't like about it. I wish Mad was here to tell me what she thinks. I thought about sending her a picture, but my cell phone really doesn't do it justice. You can't see all the details.
In other news, I've been thinking about becoming a librarian. When I was younger, I thought it must be the most boring job in the world, but I've been looking into it, & I talked to one of the YA librarians here in Douglas, (his names Curtis, he's really cool, he hosts the teen nights at the library, & calls himself ''the youngest teen in Douglas) & I actually think librarian would be a good fit for me. I've spent my whole life in librarys, I love them. I was on a first name basis with a couple librarians in Rockford. If I love them so much, why shouldn't I work for one? I'd have to get my masters though, which stinks, I did not want to spend that much time in school.
Oh, another thought, my journal is almost out of pages, I think I have 4 left. And I don't have a blank one with me. Sadface. =[
Well that's all for now folks.
Love & peppers,
Ariel
I guess my grandparents (on my mum's side) are very anti-homeschooling. They don't believe you can get a good education at home.
Which I find a little insulting, I mean, I turned out alright didn't I? Except for my issues with math, but that's my fault, not my parents, they tried every thing to get me to learn. But I'm very stuborn when I want to be. Other than that though, I have a good grounding in every thing you'd learn in school, better than most kids in public schools. And I have a pretty high IQ.
Anyway, they have been presuring mum to put Aaron in school. All my grandpa ever talks about is getting Aaron caught up & putting him in a "good school". He even mentioned it in church! (More on that later.) He's taking it way to far. Grandpa even told Aaron that home schooling is illegal in Arizona. When I confronted him about it (since that's not true, home schooling is legal in all 50 states) he changed his story multipul times. (He said, he never said that, he said I misunderstood him, he said, it's not illegal, but there are important rules, & more.) Mums' getting really upsett, she said, grandpa has a habbit of over-riding people, & acting like their opinions are meaningless. If he doesn't back off & let her do what she wants, she's going to send my dad to come pick us up, & move us right back to Illinois.
Moving back would be fine with me, since I plan to anyway. But it would suck if my grandparents would push my mom so far. She wants to move, she wants to be here, with her family. But they aren't being very suportive at the moment. Also, it would suck since my dad was planning on moving to Tucson to be closer to us, he might have to rethink his plans if we are staying in Illinois.
This is actually really bothering me. It's getting to the point where I don't want to spend any time with my grandpa, or even talk to him. I don't know if he's noticed, but I'm very short with him. I only speak to him when he asks a direct question. I guess I'm being rude, but he's being worse. He can't stop talking about putting Aaron in school, & doesn't care what mum thinks.
Why do I have such a messed up family? Seriously, it wears on your nerves, to constantly put up with every one's craziness. Both sides of my family, they're just...nuts! I'm starting to think I might be the sanest leaf on the family tree.
But every thing will turn out alright, I'm sure. I was feeling awful last night, but I wrote a list of all the things stressing me out, & realized, it's not that bad. My family will be fine, in Arizona or Illinois. I'll get a job, I'll get through school. I'll work & work & get my dream house--with Chris of course. Getting a house I love is the most important thing, haha.
No one's going to die, no one's starving to death. Family drama happens to the best of us. Some times people just can't see eye-to-eye. It sucks, but that's how things work.
It's funny though, I wrote this list last night, & this morning Mad texted me to ask if every thing is alright. Apparently, last night she had a dream that I was hating it in Arizona. She knows me to well, haha.
I'm almost done making Chris's anniversary gift. A month late! Hah, better late than never I guess. I think he'll like it. I hope so anyway!
I've also been thinking about Christmas gifts for every one. I have mum, dad, Aaron, Mad, & Katriel's planned out. But I'm not sure about my grandparents, or Jiel.(Not sure if that's how you spell her name.) I started making some thing for Chris, & I really like it, but I'm not sure if it's good enough. :-/ Ohh, art. It's hard to tell if some thing I made is good, or if I just like it because I made it. I asked Aaron for his opinion, but he's not very constructive. He'll tell me what he likes about whatever-it-is, but can never think of any thing he doesn't like about it. I wish Mad was here to tell me what she thinks. I thought about sending her a picture, but my cell phone really doesn't do it justice. You can't see all the details.
In other news, I've been thinking about becoming a librarian. When I was younger, I thought it must be the most boring job in the world, but I've been looking into it, & I talked to one of the YA librarians here in Douglas, (his names Curtis, he's really cool, he hosts the teen nights at the library, & calls himself ''the youngest teen in Douglas) & I actually think librarian would be a good fit for me. I've spent my whole life in librarys, I love them. I was on a first name basis with a couple librarians in Rockford. If I love them so much, why shouldn't I work for one? I'd have to get my masters though, which stinks, I did not want to spend that much time in school.
Oh, another thought, my journal is almost out of pages, I think I have 4 left. And I don't have a blank one with me. Sadface. =[
Well that's all for now folks.
Love & peppers,
Ariel
Friday, November 13, 2009
Hello, old friend.
Well we've made it to Arizona.
Woopie!
I miss Chris, like mad. But I think I'm handling it alright, I just have to remember this is only for a little while.
I took my placement test at Cochise. Oh gosh, it was...awful. Well, not really. I did really well on English & reading (as always), but the math...I did worse than last time. They placed me in...Math 78. (Or some thing like that, I know it was in the 70's.) I could re-test if I wanted, but I think I'll just deal with it, at least I'll be starting with an easy course & can work my way up. I wish I hadn't been so stuborn about math as a kid. I wish my mum had forced me to do the work. Math is just...so boring! I swear, all the rules just go in one ear & out the other.
Um...Let me think. I'm sure there were things I was going to write about...
Well I went around collecting applications a couple days ago. I still need to go back to a few places. I want a job!
Um...I don't know. I'm tired, I'm done writing for now. I guess I'll post more later.
Love & canyons,
Ariel
Woopie!
I miss Chris, like mad. But I think I'm handling it alright, I just have to remember this is only for a little while.
I took my placement test at Cochise. Oh gosh, it was...awful. Well, not really. I did really well on English & reading (as always), but the math...I did worse than last time. They placed me in...Math 78. (Or some thing like that, I know it was in the 70's.) I could re-test if I wanted, but I think I'll just deal with it, at least I'll be starting with an easy course & can work my way up. I wish I hadn't been so stuborn about math as a kid. I wish my mum had forced me to do the work. Math is just...so boring! I swear, all the rules just go in one ear & out the other.
Um...Let me think. I'm sure there were things I was going to write about...
Well I went around collecting applications a couple days ago. I still need to go back to a few places. I want a job!
Um...I don't know. I'm tired, I'm done writing for now. I guess I'll post more later.
Love & canyons,
Ariel
Monday, November 2, 2009
My milk-shake brings all the boys to the yard...
My goodness, it's been quite a while since I last updated!
Here's the skinny:
Rusty (my dog, who has been living with my grandparents in Arazona) died. We have no idea what happend. One day he was fine, the next, he wouldn't eat, wouldn't drink, & since it was a sunday in Douglas, my grandparents couldn't take him to the vet. I'm still upset, but I guess I'm moving on. Aaron took it pretty hard. For him, seeing Rusty again was one of the few upsides of moving.
Friday, I went with Chris to a Halloween party at his friend's house. It was fun, not very exciting. Except I was jumped on at least three times by a drunk girl. Haha. She was funny, she came over to Chris & I about six times to tell us how glad she was that we came.
Also on Friday, Dad, Aaron & I went over to Grandma's house. We finally got to look at pictures from my dad's childhood. It was pretty cool. Also, it was my Oma's birthday. So we all sang & ate cake. My Oma is 94! Not only is she 94, but she's still healthy & young! She still DRIVES! I mean, if I didn't know her, I'd guess that she was in her 60's or 70's. She says it's all about taking care of yourself, & having a good attitude. She says, "Sick? I'm not getting sick. I wont have any of that! I don't have time to be sick, so I don't get sick." She swears she's going to live to be 120, & I totally believe her.
Saturday was my last day at work. Well, that's not true, since I called in sick. I wasn't going to, 'cause every one always calls in on their last day, & it always annoys me, since it leaves you a person short. But Bailey was really rude to me, & I was just like, you know what? Fuck it. I don't have to put up with your shit any more! I have to run in today & pick up my check from last friday though.
Saturday night Mad & I took the shorts' trick or treating. (We were trick or treating as well, obviously!) My pumpkin faerie outfit was pure win! Every one was talking about it, & one woman even asked for my picture! :D Being a pumpkin head was a great idea.
Sunday, was suposed to be Ericka's crafternoon. I was really looking forward to it, since I'd get to see most of my favorite cafe peeps before leaving town. But alas, it was not to be. Ericka fell sick, & may have the flu. (Hopefully not swine!)
I went over to Chris's house Sunday afternoon. We spent most of the day together. But honestly, I spent most of our time together sleeping. I have no idea why I was so tired, but I think I slept at least two hours. Chris got bored & watched TV while I was snoozing.
Chris finally gave me a gift for our anniversary! He bought me the box set of Neon Genesis Evangelion! (Happiness) I'm just getting started on his, & since I don't have my sewing machine, it's going to take AGES!
Also, Chris let me use his discount at work, so instead of a boring black guitar case (I needed a hardshell for my electric, since we're moving) I got a PINK SPARKLY CASE WITH PURPLE PLUSH INTERIOR! It is so, AWESOME.
Oh, speaking of moving. The date has been moved up! Mum has to stay in town a little longer than she thought, but my grands' are anxious to see us, (I guess?) so Aaron & I are taking the train down. We're leaving Thursday! After putting it off & putting it off, not knowing when we're really going to move, this feels like a huge leap forward. We're leaving in less than a week! Oh gosh, how am I suposed to find time to wash all my clothes, help my mum & Aaron pack, spend as much time with Chris & Mad as I can, & say goodbye to all my friends?! EGADS!
I'm kind of excited though. I'm glad it's finally happening. Although, I'm going to miss Chris like crazy. If every thing goes as planned, I'll be moving back in a year. Give or take a few months. If Chris & I stay together, stay in love. I think I'll transfer to NIU, I can dorm there & stay with Chris on the weekends & stuff. Hopefully he'll have moved out of his mom's house by then. (He's planning on moving out, it just hasn't happend yet.)
Oh my cell phones back on! Woot! My dad just turned it on today!
Ok....What else is going on?
Oh! My Grandfather (my dad's real father, not my grandpa) got in touch with me over facebook a little while ago! I was thrilled. He told me all about what's going on in his life, & said that if I ever wanted to come visit, just say the word! I think maybe this summer or next I would like to visit him. You know, when all the dust settles.
Anyway, I have to get a move on, both Mad & Chris want to hang out today, & I still need to shower!
Love & Latkes,
Ariel
P.S. Here's a question for you, Jewish people don't eat pork, right? Genetically modified tomatoes have pig genes. Does that mean that Jews' can no longer eat tomatoes?
Here's the skinny:
Rusty (my dog, who has been living with my grandparents in Arazona) died. We have no idea what happend. One day he was fine, the next, he wouldn't eat, wouldn't drink, & since it was a sunday in Douglas, my grandparents couldn't take him to the vet. I'm still upset, but I guess I'm moving on. Aaron took it pretty hard. For him, seeing Rusty again was one of the few upsides of moving.
Friday, I went with Chris to a Halloween party at his friend's house. It was fun, not very exciting. Except I was jumped on at least three times by a drunk girl. Haha. She was funny, she came over to Chris & I about six times to tell us how glad she was that we came.
Also on Friday, Dad, Aaron & I went over to Grandma's house. We finally got to look at pictures from my dad's childhood. It was pretty cool. Also, it was my Oma's birthday. So we all sang & ate cake. My Oma is 94! Not only is she 94, but she's still healthy & young! She still DRIVES! I mean, if I didn't know her, I'd guess that she was in her 60's or 70's. She says it's all about taking care of yourself, & having a good attitude. She says, "Sick? I'm not getting sick. I wont have any of that! I don't have time to be sick, so I don't get sick." She swears she's going to live to be 120, & I totally believe her.
Saturday was my last day at work. Well, that's not true, since I called in sick. I wasn't going to, 'cause every one always calls in on their last day, & it always annoys me, since it leaves you a person short. But Bailey was really rude to me, & I was just like, you know what? Fuck it. I don't have to put up with your shit any more! I have to run in today & pick up my check from last friday though.
Saturday night Mad & I took the shorts' trick or treating. (We were trick or treating as well, obviously!) My pumpkin faerie outfit was pure win! Every one was talking about it, & one woman even asked for my picture! :D Being a pumpkin head was a great idea.
Sunday, was suposed to be Ericka's crafternoon. I was really looking forward to it, since I'd get to see most of my favorite cafe peeps before leaving town. But alas, it was not to be. Ericka fell sick, & may have the flu. (Hopefully not swine!)
I went over to Chris's house Sunday afternoon. We spent most of the day together. But honestly, I spent most of our time together sleeping. I have no idea why I was so tired, but I think I slept at least two hours. Chris got bored & watched TV while I was snoozing.
Chris finally gave me a gift for our anniversary! He bought me the box set of Neon Genesis Evangelion! (Happiness) I'm just getting started on his, & since I don't have my sewing machine, it's going to take AGES!
Also, Chris let me use his discount at work, so instead of a boring black guitar case (I needed a hardshell for my electric, since we're moving) I got a PINK SPARKLY CASE WITH PURPLE PLUSH INTERIOR! It is so, AWESOME.
Oh, speaking of moving. The date has been moved up! Mum has to stay in town a little longer than she thought, but my grands' are anxious to see us, (I guess?) so Aaron & I are taking the train down. We're leaving Thursday! After putting it off & putting it off, not knowing when we're really going to move, this feels like a huge leap forward. We're leaving in less than a week! Oh gosh, how am I suposed to find time to wash all my clothes, help my mum & Aaron pack, spend as much time with Chris & Mad as I can, & say goodbye to all my friends?! EGADS!
I'm kind of excited though. I'm glad it's finally happening. Although, I'm going to miss Chris like crazy. If every thing goes as planned, I'll be moving back in a year. Give or take a few months. If Chris & I stay together, stay in love. I think I'll transfer to NIU, I can dorm there & stay with Chris on the weekends & stuff. Hopefully he'll have moved out of his mom's house by then. (He's planning on moving out, it just hasn't happend yet.)
Oh my cell phones back on! Woot! My dad just turned it on today!
Ok....What else is going on?
Oh! My Grandfather (my dad's real father, not my grandpa) got in touch with me over facebook a little while ago! I was thrilled. He told me all about what's going on in his life, & said that if I ever wanted to come visit, just say the word! I think maybe this summer or next I would like to visit him. You know, when all the dust settles.
Anyway, I have to get a move on, both Mad & Chris want to hang out today, & I still need to shower!
Love & Latkes,
Ariel
P.S. Here's a question for you, Jewish people don't eat pork, right? Genetically modified tomatoes have pig genes. Does that mean that Jews' can no longer eat tomatoes?
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Once upon a midnight dreary
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
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
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
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