First Snow.

Oh dear, a month?


Over a month of anti-blogging and I'm alive?
No wonder I've gained weight. sheesh.
It must be musical sucking all the life out of me.


Its a good thing I have things to make me so happy.


like a really great guy that's slowly getting better at figuring out what he's doing wrong.





AND this was the first day of snow. It was delicious this morning when I woke up. The rebellious green leaves were dusted with white, and big chunky flakes moved downwards like slow motion rain. it made me smile when I woke up on the couch. and I sighed when I thought of Christmas.

Damn.... those are CUTE!

life is mostly bearable now. I've finally let go a bit and stopped worring, which is truly best for all my types of heath.

I was hired for that job at Yonkers. I actually don't mind it very much, the people are nice, I always feel really helpful, and theres not a single day where I think "Damn, those are cute...I want those shoes!"

Ive almost entirely forgotten about money. (well, I don't think anybody can entirely do that, but in the general sense I did). Being oblivious and writing checks to get by, soon I'll have and income to settle and pay back all I need. who-ha!

I did find a dress(thats not purple). I did makes dinner plans(with more people then last year and in a Mongolian BBQ). Mostly I'm excited, but I worry about getting a body of 20 people to control themselves in public.

I pretty much dropped musical like a baby on its head. (technically they dropped me.) I went to ask about it all and she told me shes hiring some random guy to fix them all up (which I can do for free) and ten having the SOUND production running lights. what in the duce sense. so I left it there and I'm not going back. Sorry Leah I can't train you on this one. sorry Colin (but you still have to do thespians). sorry senior choir friends, I WON'T put myself its the ridiculous state know as MUSICAL HIERARCHY.

I'm ok with life now. I'm relaxing a bit. And I promise my next post wont be a list of woes or a play by play of my life.

lurvey lurvey lurvey

LANTA, SHMANTA.

Oh my lanta, has it been awhile.
I apologize for my negligence of you, dear sweet blog. Your absence (or an absence, or the gaining of something else) has caused my brain trauma from stress and about 12 pounds. *sigh* and now to rant about what is happening:

There's a good chance I may get that job at Yonkers I might have told you about. I'd work in the shoe department, deal with stinky feet, and run up and down stairs to retrieve pairs of shoes from a messed up stockroom. Ahh well. I'm getting paid commission on top of hourly wage.

Many people are surprisingly getting grumpy at Colin. I know their reasons, and sometimes I even agree to them... but its not making sense to me in the sense that they can't see what I see. yes, he can be a complete oblivious turd, but he really does have a better side?

Choir it literally driving me up a wall with money needs. I just had to spend $120 for ridiculous choir cards to pay for a singing trip to MSU. Which is good, because It pays for the trip anyway, but all the prep for it drives me crazy. I did it last year, but I missed out on sooo much in other trips because my lack on money. (it was more $$ last year). and the concert day, homecoming and the MSU trip ARE ALL IN THE SAME WEEKEND.

and homecoming? pshwa I've looked literally almost everywhere and cant find a reasonable dress. Colin wants purple. I want purple or green. but I think he only wants purple is because I wore it last year to homecoming and he already has a shirt to match... but besides not finding a dress with shoes and junk that dominos to going naked, I (and a few other people) want me to plan a big huge dinner and everything. which is great, I'm glad to throw together something. last year was 15 people singing loudly in a china fair. (sheesh). I have exactly 3 weeks to figure this out. and your thinking sure, I have a lot of time, I'll get it done...

NOT including musical. If i was actually IN musical I might blow a cap. but this year I am only entirely running the lights. *blink blink* So I have to find time to set up for the entire show. *sigh*

remember how I'm short on cash? (Senior year is ruff on cash [which only reminds me I need to buy a yearbook] ) I didn't go to thespian festival last year because the lack of it. and that was a highlight of my sophomore year. good friends of mine said they would PAY FOR ME TO GO they want me there so bad, and I can pay them back when I can. that's insane. it's $175 to go. twice that for a minimum wage is insane. God I love my friends.

speaking of leaving my friends, I'm dual enrolling at the college next to high school. I'll be taking AP Bio, and choir (along with civics, gym, and painting) at high school, then taking Psychology. Sociology, and English over there. the school is paying for me to take 2 of them, but English i have to pay $352 for out of my pocket. LAME. I really hope it doesn't depress my senior year...

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That's the story, most of it anyway. Petty drama not included. Now I'll shut up.

I love you?

10 hours.

First day of my last year in High School...
EEP!

A Great Thing.

Something romantically cute has happened.



My Uncle Howie, dear lord has been alone for a long time. If it give you a sense, my mother just turned 50, and he's her older brother. But he's not one of those creepy loner folk. He Has his own, great, business, two adorable golden retrievers (and has never lived without dogs), loves the outdoors (hes always camping and kayaking and all that), slightly bald but not bad looking, very giving, and he can cook as good as my mother (which is damn good by the way!). He's had girlfriends, but he's always loved this one woman, Joann.



Years and years ago, back when my grandparents were alive, he proposed to her. she declined, and married another man less then a year later. It was really sad. Not only holidays, but many random occasions and days he would be over at my house, for dinner and wine and conversation.



Well, yesterday, he proposed to her again (between then and yesterday, she has a kid my age and has been married twice). the romantic part is my Uncle kept the same ring as before and she said YES.



It made me happy. My lonely Uncle has his true love (again). And it's a great thing.

Julia Nunes.

I want to get her CD.
And she's Inspired be to make a video blog? That won't happen for a long while...

MIA.

I'm not a fan of dreams that could be real.

I lied. I do like them, just not when your two front teeth get knocked out and you think it actually happened.

In my dream my two front teeth were knocked out because I was wiggling them, you know, like you did as a child when you had a loose tooth. I remember trying very hard not to smile, and I remember it was very embarrassing trying to order food. and my parents laughed at me, and I had my senior pictures in less then a week, and everything was awful.

I think I remember making the best of it, but I had a dream tangent when I thought of Asian girls and how they always cover they're mouth then they giggle. (please ignore my brain stereotype) and it was because they had missing teeth to! so I think by the end of my dream, I was Asian. actually I looked a lot like the picture I drew...

WOAH. I was that picture I drew! I remember the scarf to hide my teeth... So much for Laura's Hickey Theory. That's strange how that works like that. XD

I don't want to be taller.

I grew a 1/2 inch.

Lordy Lordy.

=/

FUCKING OW.

I twisted something funny in my back.

I really feel like a fucking old person. I can't really turn, like if i was doing the twist, nor can I bend over. well, i can do both but it hurts like hell. it hurts both when i sit up straight and when i slouch. It kind of hurts to breathe, and its preventing a lot of sleep.

=(

It happened sometime the night before last night. I've been using a heated blanket/pad thing since last night. and downing Tylenol like water.

Nothing is really working.

I'm just in a lot-o pain.

YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! I'M A JEEP WRANGLER!

I know him. And he makes me happy. In the face.

XD