I am a fan of the random bullet blogs today so that is what you are going to get. Yay!
- For the first time in my grown up life, I now have cable and internet in my apartment. Congratulations are in order.
- I also bought a desk last night for said computer. Since I am a girl and lack the fundamental tools to put together said desk, I improvised. I was mocked, but it turns out you CAN put together a desk with super glue and a butter knife when you do not have a screwdriver. It was currently still standing when I left for work this morning, so I consider that a job well done. And I'm slightly impressed with my talent.
- It is possible to have a heart attack when you are 25 years old. Especially when your boss tells you that you (and other managers) have until July 1st to "break even" or you may lose your job. Hearing this will not only make your heart stop for a minute, but it will also make you burst into tears directly following meeting. Don't be embarrassed.
- I am currently out of Tylenol PM. Turns out when you admit to your "best friend" that you may have an problem (jokingly), he will take the Tylenol PM and flush it down the toilet. Tough Love.
- Scenario: (completely hypothetical of course) Say you and a close friend had a falling out. You were horrible to them for quite a few years and pretty much made their life miserable at every opportunity you could. Say they may need extensive psycho therapy for several years to come. So now you're "changing" your bastardily ways and wants this friend back in your life. You have tried to contact said friend numerous times, through email/text/calling/facebook, etc and have not recieved one response from them in any way, shape or form. You also noticed that this friend has now blocked you from contacting them on Facebook. Also, everyone who you know tells you that you need to just back off and leave this person alone. If you are going to be forgiven EVER (which you won't be), you need to let this person come to you in time. So knowing all of this, your next step would be:
A. Respect this person's wishes and all advice given to you and leave them alone. Learn something from the situation and move on and apply to the current relationships in your life.
or
B. Continue stalking and emailing and texting and calling this person to try to wear them down. All the while insisting "you've changed", "you aren't doing this to get into anyone else's good graces", and "you wish there was something you could buy "friend" to make up for everything shitty you've done".
Hmmm.. Tough one. (
Totally hypothetical. Of course.
- On a completely different and unrelated note, when a particular someone says "Everyone else can forgive me, why can't you?", it may cause me to see red and have rage blackouts. First of all, you ASS, you've been a mental terrorist for the better part of the last 4 years. I'm pretty sure if you'd done to them what you've done to me, they wouldn't even bat a lash in your direction. So go ahead and try to make nice with every single one of my friends to try to prove that I'm unforgiving and being unreasonable, but that isn't going to change the fact that I want nothing to do with you. At all. Ever. Thanks!
-Lagoon in coming. I am excited. :) And I don't care if you're judging me.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
..late saturday/early sunday thoughts..
- Of course, first: Happy mother's day! Not only to my mom, but to my grandma and my awesome sister and aunt's AND to the mothers of my friends whom I love like my own. I look up to you all so much.
Moving on...
- Obviously I have separation anxiety. My best friend has been on vacation for a week now I am scratching my eyes out. I hate when people leave. I think it has to do with every single person that I get close to and really trust... moves away. And with this particular instance, it is even worse because he is planning on moving there. So him being there right now just made it that much more real. I'm not ashamed or too proud to say that it kind of turned me into a mess. Yeah, everyone has talked about it. All the time. And I "pretend" to throw a fit about it and be mad. That "anger" is hiding more hurt than you know. To make it worse, it's not just one friend. It's my best boy friend. My best girl friend. And 3 or 4 other good friends. All at the same time. I can't guarantee I won't have a minor melt down when it happens. Just saying.
- Part of the way for me to handle people leaving is to push them away before they move. Be prepared for that. I'll try not to do it but I can't promise anything. Don't let me.
- I also can't guarantee I won't try everything I can to get you guys to stay. Including all the statistics of how many people got killed in LA in the last year. And how expensive it is. I'll be doing research.
- Haha. Even though I just bitched about everyone leaving me (the irony is that its okay for me to leave you, just not you to leave me), I fully plan by this time next year living in Washington. I want to work in Seattle. Maybe not LIVE right in Seattle, but I want to live in Washington. I always have. So I'm really going to pull myself together this year and get there. It's an experience that I think I need to have in my life while I'm young.
- I may have a Tylenol PM addiction. I'm currently seeking help.
- I also like Vicodin when it makes my legs fall asleep.
- I LOVE Cody Jensen. I can't even explain how happy I am to have him back around. He is amazing. That's all.
- I want my effing iPhone (ROBBIE!)
- How much do I love $1200 checks every two weeks? Seriously. Its amazing that I'm actually making good money right now. This may turn me into a workaholic. And I'm okay with that.
- Cherry Soda? OMG amazing. Bad for me? Yehhhhhhh. Meh meh meh.
I apologize for the randomness of this post. I'm (shocking) starting to feel the Tylenol PM. Hehe.
Moving on...
- Obviously I have separation anxiety. My best friend has been on vacation for a week now I am scratching my eyes out. I hate when people leave. I think it has to do with every single person that I get close to and really trust... moves away. And with this particular instance, it is even worse because he is planning on moving there. So him being there right now just made it that much more real. I'm not ashamed or too proud to say that it kind of turned me into a mess. Yeah, everyone has talked about it. All the time. And I "pretend" to throw a fit about it and be mad. That "anger" is hiding more hurt than you know. To make it worse, it's not just one friend. It's my best boy friend. My best girl friend. And 3 or 4 other good friends. All at the same time. I can't guarantee I won't have a minor melt down when it happens. Just saying.
- Part of the way for me to handle people leaving is to push them away before they move. Be prepared for that. I'll try not to do it but I can't promise anything. Don't let me.
- I also can't guarantee I won't try everything I can to get you guys to stay. Including all the statistics of how many people got killed in LA in the last year. And how expensive it is. I'll be doing research.
- Haha. Even though I just bitched about everyone leaving me (the irony is that its okay for me to leave you, just not you to leave me), I fully plan by this time next year living in Washington. I want to work in Seattle. Maybe not LIVE right in Seattle, but I want to live in Washington. I always have. So I'm really going to pull myself together this year and get there. It's an experience that I think I need to have in my life while I'm young.
- I may have a Tylenol PM addiction. I'm currently seeking help.
- I also like Vicodin when it makes my legs fall asleep.
- I LOVE Cody Jensen. I can't even explain how happy I am to have him back around. He is amazing. That's all.
- I want my effing iPhone (ROBBIE!)
- How much do I love $1200 checks every two weeks? Seriously. Its amazing that I'm actually making good money right now. This may turn me into a workaholic. And I'm okay with that.
- Cherry Soda? OMG amazing. Bad for me? Yehhhhhhh. Meh meh meh.
I apologize for the randomness of this post. I'm (shocking) starting to feel the Tylenol PM. Hehe.
Friday, April 23, 2010
..rainy thoughts..
This week has pretty much sucked all kinds of nuts. Defs not in a good way. So some thoughts for the close of the week:
- I love rain. I am moving to Seattle. Done.
- I am an idiot. I blow the tiniest things out of proportion and cause huge amounts of drama because of my own insecurities. Then I have a panic attack because I realize that I'm doing it and over compensate to fix it. And cause more drama. I don't want to be that person anymore. I'm extremely lucky to have the people that I have in my life, in my life (one person in particular) and I need to stop thinking that it's "too good to be true" and that every one of them is going to screw me over. I get in this mind set of "hurt them before they hurt you". So I pull away fast and end up pissing people off when there really isn't a problem. Gotta stop that.
- Hmm... Soooo... I am a big believer in second chances. I am nowhere near perfect, and I've had to use my (as Mindy and Brandon so LOVINGLY put it) Get Out of Jail Free card quite a few times in my life with different people for different reasons. So I feel that in order to have good karmic balance, it's necessary to extend that to other people when I feel they've done me wrong. That being said, how many chances are too many? If you've given someone 5, 6 or 7 chances to change and to be a better person, and they still screw you over, isn't it okay to walk away and say "no more"? What if this said person has just suffered a huge loss and their world is crumbling apart and they come back to you and say they aren't that person they've proven themselves time and time again to be? Do you give them yet another "chance"? I'm currently wrestling with this little dilemma. My gut is screaming at me not to trust it. My instinct is telling me to run away, and fast. But the people in my life seem to think that this person may have finally hit the bottom and really is changing. Does that mean they get a free pass? To cancel out all the things they've said and done to me that have caused irreversable damage to me mentally and emotionally? I realize how dramatic that sounds, but I'm not even slightly joking. I just really feel like if this person is making a change in their life, that is great. But that doesn't mean they should get a "redo" with everyone in their life who they really hurt. Learn. Move on. Apply it to the new people who come into your life. Right? I don't know. Bah. Biggest frustration in my life.
- I am loving my job right now. On the flip, I am extremely discouraged. I really am working my ass off but I can't get anything to stick. And my center is a big peice of crap. Everyone who calls is interested in one of the other centers. All the maintenence and repairs and upgrades and blah blah blah go to the other centers. My carpet is pretty much falling apart and yet, they give one of the other centers new carpet... when their carpet was already WAY nicer than what I have. So you want me to sell space in a center that is already Class B space... AND smells like nasty cafeteria food, BUT you won't help me out so that it looks a little bit nicer. COME ON PEOPLE. I have had 3 people put in their notices in the last week. It's not because they don't like it here, but STILL, that is extremely aggravating. I feel like a failure. Bah.
- I have a feeling I'm going to hate my apartment once summer hits. It's barely reached 70 degrees in the last month and that day, it was already hot as hell in my apartment and my tiny motel room A/C unit sucks. It just smells mildewy. So I can't even imagine how it's going to be when it's 100 degrees outside. And anyone who knows me knows there are three things that make me a bitch. Being hot. Being hungry. Being tired. So yeah. Good times this summer.
- I want a puppy. Whoever buys me one can officially be my new best friend. Although, at this point, I'm not sure that's a title anyone wants. But whatever.
That's all. Shalom bitches.
- I love rain. I am moving to Seattle. Done.
- I am an idiot. I blow the tiniest things out of proportion and cause huge amounts of drama because of my own insecurities. Then I have a panic attack because I realize that I'm doing it and over compensate to fix it. And cause more drama. I don't want to be that person anymore. I'm extremely lucky to have the people that I have in my life, in my life (one person in particular) and I need to stop thinking that it's "too good to be true" and that every one of them is going to screw me over. I get in this mind set of "hurt them before they hurt you". So I pull away fast and end up pissing people off when there really isn't a problem. Gotta stop that.
- Hmm... Soooo... I am a big believer in second chances. I am nowhere near perfect, and I've had to use my (as Mindy and Brandon so LOVINGLY put it) Get Out of Jail Free card quite a few times in my life with different people for different reasons. So I feel that in order to have good karmic balance, it's necessary to extend that to other people when I feel they've done me wrong. That being said, how many chances are too many? If you've given someone 5, 6 or 7 chances to change and to be a better person, and they still screw you over, isn't it okay to walk away and say "no more"? What if this said person has just suffered a huge loss and their world is crumbling apart and they come back to you and say they aren't that person they've proven themselves time and time again to be? Do you give them yet another "chance"? I'm currently wrestling with this little dilemma. My gut is screaming at me not to trust it. My instinct is telling me to run away, and fast. But the people in my life seem to think that this person may have finally hit the bottom and really is changing. Does that mean they get a free pass? To cancel out all the things they've said and done to me that have caused irreversable damage to me mentally and emotionally? I realize how dramatic that sounds, but I'm not even slightly joking. I just really feel like if this person is making a change in their life, that is great. But that doesn't mean they should get a "redo" with everyone in their life who they really hurt. Learn. Move on. Apply it to the new people who come into your life. Right? I don't know. Bah. Biggest frustration in my life.
- I am loving my job right now. On the flip, I am extremely discouraged. I really am working my ass off but I can't get anything to stick. And my center is a big peice of crap. Everyone who calls is interested in one of the other centers. All the maintenence and repairs and upgrades and blah blah blah go to the other centers. My carpet is pretty much falling apart and yet, they give one of the other centers new carpet... when their carpet was already WAY nicer than what I have. So you want me to sell space in a center that is already Class B space... AND smells like nasty cafeteria food, BUT you won't help me out so that it looks a little bit nicer. COME ON PEOPLE. I have had 3 people put in their notices in the last week. It's not because they don't like it here, but STILL, that is extremely aggravating. I feel like a failure. Bah.
- I have a feeling I'm going to hate my apartment once summer hits. It's barely reached 70 degrees in the last month and that day, it was already hot as hell in my apartment and my tiny motel room A/C unit sucks. It just smells mildewy. So I can't even imagine how it's going to be when it's 100 degrees outside. And anyone who knows me knows there are three things that make me a bitch. Being hot. Being hungry. Being tired. So yeah. Good times this summer.
- I want a puppy. Whoever buys me one can officially be my new best friend. Although, at this point, I'm not sure that's a title anyone wants. But whatever.
That's all. Shalom bitches.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
..music for life (pissed version) edition 1..
It's been awhile. I always want to be witty and fun on here so it discourages me from writing when I am not. :) I am not going to be witty today either, but I've been dealing with a situation this week that made me realize (once again) that I use music for EVERYTHING in my life. When I'm upset or happy or hurt or angry, there is always a song to identify. So through my awesome girlfriends, Mindy and Jenna, we pretty much have the market cornered on playlists for when we're pissed/hurt/over the boys (or anyone really, but mostly boys) that are in our lives. For your (or mostly my own) entertainment, my"pissed off playlist" (including some of my favorite lyrics):
Undo It -Carrie Underwood
"Now your photos don't have a picture frame,
and I never say your name and I never will.
All your things, well I threw them in the trash,
and I'm not even sad"
You're Not Sorry - Taylor Swift
"All this time I was wasting hoping you would come around.
I've been giving out chances every time and all you do is let me down.
And it's taken me this long, baby but I figured you out.
And you're thinking we'll be fine again, but not this time around"
Take a Bow - Rihanna
"Grab your clothes and get gone.
You better hurry up before the sprinklers come on.
Talking about "Girl I love you, you're the one".
This just looks like a rerun. Please. What else is on?"
How Strong Are You Now? - Rascal Flatts
"Before she left you told yourself it can't hurt that much
Now you're doubled over like you took a punch.
No she ain't coming back, tell me how much can you take of that?
How strong are you now? Without her around?
You can't even keep one little bitty tear from falling down.
Tell me how strong are you now?"
Fearless - Colbie Caillat
"Then this is how it ends and I'm alright with it, you're never gonna see me cry cause I've cried
So go on, go on and break my heart, I'll be okay.
There's nothing you can do to me, that's ever gonna bury me"
Brave - Idina Menzel
"If this is the moment I stand here on my own.
If this is my right of passage that somehow leads me home
I might be afraid, but it's my turn to be brave.
If this is the last chance before we say goodbye,
at least it's the first day of the rest of my life.
I can't be afraid, it's my turn to be brave"
No Reins - Rascal Flatts
"She left that loser in a dust cloud, heart in his hand, chin on the ground,
cried her last tear for that clown, she can see a little clearer now"
Songs Like This - Carrie Underwood
"If it wasn't for guys like you, there wouldn't be songs like this,
and if you hadn't gone and done me wrong, I wouldn't go off like this.
Yeah, even I'm surprised how easy sweet reveng rolls off my lips
If it wasn't for guys like you there wouldn't be songs like this"
Forever and Always - Taylor Swift
"Was I out of line? Did I say something way too honest that made you run and hide
like a scared little boy?
I looked into your eyes, thought I knew you for a minute, now I'm not so sure."
Everything You're Not - Demi Lovato
"I've been bruised and I've been broken, can't believe that I put up with all this pain.
I've been used and I was choking on the promise I would never fall again.
I used to sing to your twisted symphony.
The words that had me trapped inside your misery
But now I know the reason that I couldn't breathe.
Cause all I want is everything you're not
So go ahead and slam the door cuz you can't shut me out.
No I don't, don't care what you say
Cuz all I really, all I really want is everything you're not"
That's all for now! Tata!
Undo It -Carrie Underwood
"Now your photos don't have a picture frame,
and I never say your name and I never will.
All your things, well I threw them in the trash,
and I'm not even sad"
You're Not Sorry - Taylor Swift
"All this time I was wasting hoping you would come around.
I've been giving out chances every time and all you do is let me down.
And it's taken me this long, baby but I figured you out.
And you're thinking we'll be fine again, but not this time around"
Take a Bow - Rihanna
"Grab your clothes and get gone.
You better hurry up before the sprinklers come on.
Talking about "Girl I love you, you're the one".
This just looks like a rerun. Please. What else is on?"
How Strong Are You Now? - Rascal Flatts
"Before she left you told yourself it can't hurt that much
Now you're doubled over like you took a punch.
No she ain't coming back, tell me how much can you take of that?
How strong are you now? Without her around?
You can't even keep one little bitty tear from falling down.
Tell me how strong are you now?"
Fearless - Colbie Caillat
"Then this is how it ends and I'm alright with it, you're never gonna see me cry cause I've cried
So go on, go on and break my heart, I'll be okay.
There's nothing you can do to me, that's ever gonna bury me"
Brave - Idina Menzel
"If this is the moment I stand here on my own.
If this is my right of passage that somehow leads me home
I might be afraid, but it's my turn to be brave.
If this is the last chance before we say goodbye,
at least it's the first day of the rest of my life.
I can't be afraid, it's my turn to be brave"
No Reins - Rascal Flatts
"She left that loser in a dust cloud, heart in his hand, chin on the ground,
cried her last tear for that clown, she can see a little clearer now"
Songs Like This - Carrie Underwood
"If it wasn't for guys like you, there wouldn't be songs like this,
and if you hadn't gone and done me wrong, I wouldn't go off like this.
Yeah, even I'm surprised how easy sweet reveng rolls off my lips
If it wasn't for guys like you there wouldn't be songs like this"
Forever and Always - Taylor Swift
"Was I out of line? Did I say something way too honest that made you run and hide
like a scared little boy?
I looked into your eyes, thought I knew you for a minute, now I'm not so sure."
Everything You're Not - Demi Lovato
"I've been bruised and I've been broken, can't believe that I put up with all this pain.
I've been used and I was choking on the promise I would never fall again.
I used to sing to your twisted symphony.
The words that had me trapped inside your misery
But now I know the reason that I couldn't breathe.
Cause all I want is everything you're not
So go ahead and slam the door cuz you can't shut me out.
No I don't, don't care what you say
Cuz all I really, all I really want is everything you're not"
That's all for now! Tata!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
..flaws (or things that i've accepted in myself)..
So after a conversation that I've had with one of my closest friends, I have been really anazlying things in my life that I could maybe change and make things easier on people (myself included). I feel like I've really changed over the last few years. I've gotten rid of some really bad habits, I'm working on becoming more healthy, and financially stable. I'm really proud of those things. However I do feel that there are things that other people might see as faults. They are things that I know are hard to deal with sometimes and that don't really make sense, but they are also things that make me, ME. So I have decided to accept them because the people who really love me and are meant to be in my life will understand that. :)
1). Emotional. I cry over nothing. Or I cry over everything. Potato, potahto. I'm emotional. I don't think that comes as a shock to anyone. Usually girls, are emotional. Maybe not as much as I am, but still. I cry. I'm moody. I throw fits. I pout. I guilt trip. Good news? Being emotional also means that when I'm happy, I'm EXTREMELY happy. When I love, I love with my whole heart. I put everything I have into my relationships with all the people in my life. I may feel things really intensely, but it's not JUST the bad things.
2). I read WAY too much into everything. If you short text me, I will over analyze it. I will wonder why you are sending me one word texts and assume it's because you hate me. Or you're pissed off at me. Logically? I should assume you are busy. Or that you're being safe and not texting and driving. But I don't. I will decide you hate me and pester you all night about why you hate me. Sorry about that. Good news? You will never get short texts from me. I will overthink everything I say to you to make sure I don't hurt your feelings.
3). Insecure. "Yay! Insecurities!" I don't think anyone ever says that. No one likes them, but they aren't something you can just get rid of. More than likely, any insecurity or self conscious feeling you have derived from an instance (or several) in your life. And sometimes, those kinds of things just don't go away. My "insecurities" come from in the past choosing to keep people in my life who were really toxic. People who would constantly remind me how lucky I was to have them in my life, while slowly breaking down any self confidence I have in myself. People who were shady and hurtful and said things that people who care about you should never ever say. This wasn't just one instance. And this was absolutely my fault. I had the power to change that and eventually I did. However, it has left me with some extreme trust issues and some unbelievable scars. If you are close to me at all, you know this. If you are being shady, if you are being manipulative, I will constantly compare you to these people. Even if you aren't, but I feel like you are giving me signs relating back to things that have happened to me in the past, I will jump to the worst possible conclusion. Good news? I will go out of my way to make sure that I'm being open and honest with you. I will be on your side through anything and tell you 800 million times how much I love you and how lucky I am to have you in my life. You never have to worry about me betraying you because I would never want you to feel the way that I know I've felt when someone I love has stabbed me in the back.
4). Reassurance Whore. This ties together with insecurities. I expect you to tell me how awesomely amazing I am. I expect you to tell me you love me. I expect you to reassure me when I'm having a rough night and am being difficult and hateful and trying to start fights with you. I know I'm a pain in the ass sometimes. I know I expect a lot, but I promise I will do the same exact thing for you when you need it. Probably even when you don't.
I make a lot of mistakes. I'm nowhere near perfect. I say things I don't mean. I am HORRIBLE at confrontation. I can't prioritize to save my life. I spend too much time on Facebook. I don't know anything about politics. I will drive you crazy sometimes. But...
I'm me. Take it or leave it. :)
1). Emotional. I cry over nothing. Or I cry over everything. Potato, potahto. I'm emotional. I don't think that comes as a shock to anyone. Usually girls, are emotional. Maybe not as much as I am, but still. I cry. I'm moody. I throw fits. I pout. I guilt trip. Good news? Being emotional also means that when I'm happy, I'm EXTREMELY happy. When I love, I love with my whole heart. I put everything I have into my relationships with all the people in my life. I may feel things really intensely, but it's not JUST the bad things.
2). I read WAY too much into everything. If you short text me, I will over analyze it. I will wonder why you are sending me one word texts and assume it's because you hate me. Or you're pissed off at me. Logically? I should assume you are busy. Or that you're being safe and not texting and driving. But I don't. I will decide you hate me and pester you all night about why you hate me. Sorry about that. Good news? You will never get short texts from me. I will overthink everything I say to you to make sure I don't hurt your feelings.
3). Insecure. "Yay! Insecurities!" I don't think anyone ever says that. No one likes them, but they aren't something you can just get rid of. More than likely, any insecurity or self conscious feeling you have derived from an instance (or several) in your life. And sometimes, those kinds of things just don't go away. My "insecurities" come from in the past choosing to keep people in my life who were really toxic. People who would constantly remind me how lucky I was to have them in my life, while slowly breaking down any self confidence I have in myself. People who were shady and hurtful and said things that people who care about you should never ever say. This wasn't just one instance. And this was absolutely my fault. I had the power to change that and eventually I did. However, it has left me with some extreme trust issues and some unbelievable scars. If you are close to me at all, you know this. If you are being shady, if you are being manipulative, I will constantly compare you to these people. Even if you aren't, but I feel like you are giving me signs relating back to things that have happened to me in the past, I will jump to the worst possible conclusion. Good news? I will go out of my way to make sure that I'm being open and honest with you. I will be on your side through anything and tell you 800 million times how much I love you and how lucky I am to have you in my life. You never have to worry about me betraying you because I would never want you to feel the way that I know I've felt when someone I love has stabbed me in the back.
4). Reassurance Whore. This ties together with insecurities. I expect you to tell me how awesomely amazing I am. I expect you to tell me you love me. I expect you to reassure me when I'm having a rough night and am being difficult and hateful and trying to start fights with you. I know I'm a pain in the ass sometimes. I know I expect a lot, but I promise I will do the same exact thing for you when you need it. Probably even when you don't.
I make a lot of mistakes. I'm nowhere near perfect. I say things I don't mean. I am HORRIBLE at confrontation. I can't prioritize to save my life. I spend too much time on Facebook. I don't know anything about politics. I will drive you crazy sometimes. But...
I'm me. Take it or leave it. :)
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
..copy cat - 50 things i love..
I've noticed that all the blogs I subscribe to have been doing this, so I'm gonna do it too :)
50 things I love:
1. Family.
2. Rain.
3. Cafe Rio.
4. Friends.
4. Grape Crystal Light (thx Jessica!).
5. Cinnamon Bears... or Bunnies.. or Santas.
6. Tanning.
7. My Best Friend.
8. Dancing.
9. Singing in the Car.
10. Cute Text Messages.
11. Teal.
12. Facebook.
13. Hugs.
14. Books.
15. My Nephew.
16. My Job.
17. People Who Communicate.
18. Zupas Ultimate Grilled Cheese.
19. MUSIC.
20. Late Night Applebee's Trips.
21. Pens That Write Well.
22. Love Spell Lotion.
23. Washington.
24. Blackberries (the phones).
25. Yogurt.
26. Lazy Days.
27. Being Sore from Working Out.
28. Laughing Til You Cry.
29. Cuddling.
30. Moutain Dew.
31. Sleeping In.
32. Spring :)
33. Road Trips!
34. Living Alone.
35. Reconnecting with old friends.
36. Bonding with new friends.
37. Musicals.
38. F.R.I.E.N.D.S (the tv show)
39. Sleepovers.
40. Stars.
41. Emotions.
42. Flat Irons.
43. iPods.
44. Boy.
45. Texting.
46. American Idol.
47. Cheesecake.
48. Dreams.
49. Meaningful Conversations.
50. Life.
50 things I love:
1. Family.
2. Rain.
3. Cafe Rio.
4. Friends.
4. Grape Crystal Light (thx Jessica!).
5. Cinnamon Bears... or Bunnies.. or Santas.
6. Tanning.
7. My Best Friend.
8. Dancing.
9. Singing in the Car.
10. Cute Text Messages.
11. Teal.
12. Facebook.
13. Hugs.
14. Books.
15. My Nephew.
16. My Job.
17. People Who Communicate.
18. Zupas Ultimate Grilled Cheese.
19. MUSIC.
20. Late Night Applebee's Trips.
21. Pens That Write Well.
22. Love Spell Lotion.
23. Washington.
24. Blackberries (the phones).
25. Yogurt.
26. Lazy Days.
27. Being Sore from Working Out.
28. Laughing Til You Cry.
29. Cuddling.
30. Moutain Dew.
31. Sleeping In.
32. Spring :)
33. Road Trips!
34. Living Alone.
35. Reconnecting with old friends.
36. Bonding with new friends.
37. Musicals.
38. F.R.I.E.N.D.S (the tv show)
39. Sleepovers.
40. Stars.
41. Emotions.
42. Flat Irons.
43. iPods.
44. Boy.
45. Texting.
46. American Idol.
47. Cheesecake.
48. Dreams.
49. Meaningful Conversations.
50. Life.
Monday, February 22, 2010
..four things that suck about living in an apartment...and four things that don't..
Sooo... For the most part, I LOVE my new apartment. But I had lived in a house for a year so some things are taking some adjusting to. Here is the gripe list:
1) Laundry Facilities. The apartments at my complex aren't big enough to house a washer and dryer (not that I have one to house even if it were). I've lived with Robbie for the last year or so and he has everything. So when he bought a new washer/dryer? I had a new washer/dryer! Yayyyy. So... the up side is that at least my apartment complex has laundry facilities ON SITE. And it's pretty large. But really the only time I have time to do laundry is on Sundays. Well... apparently that is the only the time WHOLE DAMN APARTMENT COMPLEX has time to do laundry too. Which is fine. I can wait. What I HATE is that people will put their laundry in and then not come move it from washer to dryer or from dryer to their hamper. So it just sits there taking up space and my ONE load of laundry ends up taking 5 hours to do because I am waiting for a washer or a dryer to be available. Plus I have to pay for it and no one likes paying to do chores.
2) Gym Time. So you've all been reading my previous blogs about getting in shape. Well.. I was planning on using my gym at my apartment. Free! Yay! So the first couple days I lived there I went in and there were quite a few people in there, but there were still a couple machines to use. Well... Every.Single.Day that I've gone back, the army of "terrorists" (yes, I realize this is racial profiling. No, I don't care) have confiscated the ENTIRE gym and all of its machines. They all go in together and while one of them is running, the other one sits and talks to them. Then they switch. I've tried waiting. I've tried going back later. They are ALWAYS there. So I have taken to doing Turbo Jam in my (tiny) living room.
3) Quiet Time. "Quiet Time" is between the hours of 10PM and 6AM. Which isn't BAD, I mean, I tend to go to bed pretty early during the week anyway. But there are some days when I have people over, and as a group... we tend to be pretty loud. I've been avoiding having any sort of housewarming party or anything because *cough* sometimesthereisalcoholinvolved *cough* and *cough* sometimessomeofmyfriendsareunderage *cough* and I don't want the po-po showing up on my doorstep. It was much easier to conceal this in a house (except when certain "roommates" would threaten to call the cops on us because he is bat shit crazy... that's all I'm saying).
4) Proximity. This will be on my "good" and "bad" list. The bad part of it is everytime someone is vacuuming their apartment at 7:30 on a Saturday morning, I can hear it. When the people behind me slam their kitchen cupboard doors shut (which they do ALL.NIGHT.LONG.), I hear it. Also, I'm pretty sure that they probably think I'm being abused because on the nights that Josh stays over, we have a tendancy to hit/kick/bite/punch each other and scream and knock each other off the bed. Into walls. So they either think we are abusing each other or that we have a very... active?... love life. *cough* Either way, no bueno.
So... that is the gripes list. Now the things that are WONDERFUL about living in an apartment (especially an apartment that is just yours and no one elses... except for your gay boyfriend who keeps his toothbrush and deoderant in your bathroom):
1) Covered Parking. OMG. LOOVVE covered parking. I don't care much about it in the summer. But in the winter, or even when it's just cold, I LOVE IT. No more scraping off my car. No more trudging (and more than likely, falling) down while trying to scrape off my car. And my apartment complex doesn't have ASSIGNED covered parking, so I don't end up with one that is clear down the road from my apartment. I love that. Plus they really don't monitor it very well so even though they tell you that guests shouldn't park under the covered stuff, how will they know REALLY?
2) Maintenence Men. I can take care of a lot of things myself. I pride myself on being (at least a little) independent and grown up. But from living in our house I saw how much more work it was than an apartment. We (read: Robbie) would have to take care of things like broken heaters and flooded basements and clogged sinks and shit. We had a landlord, but he was a douche and Robbie ended up fixing everything instead of waiting on the deadbeat landlord to fix it. In my apartment, if any of those things go wrong, I just fill out a little form online and its magically taken care of when I get home from work. Yay!
3) Proximity. I'm kind of a baby. I'm paranoid and I always feel like someone is going to break in and murder me in the middle of the night. Whenever I would have to stay at my house by myself, I would sleep with the tv and the light on (yes, I am 12, thank you for asking) and would pray for daylight to come. The nice thing about my apartment is that I KNOW there are people around and that's comforting to me. Even if I'm alone in my apartment, there are 150 other units within walking distance of me. This also makes me feel like it's quite good odds that if someone WERE to go on a crazy killing spree, it would be less likely that they would choose my apartment. That's safety.
4) Small Space/Small Furniture. Maybe you wouldn't think of this as a "perk", but since I am the moving queen of the universe, that also means that when I move around, I have to pack. I hate packing. I LOATHE packing. Sooooo... having a smaller apartment means that I don't have to have much furniture in order to keep it furnished. Ergo - that means I also don't have much to move when I move around. Yay! This also means it's cheaper to furnish and I like that story.
So yeah. That is how I feel. Go me!
1) Laundry Facilities. The apartments at my complex aren't big enough to house a washer and dryer (not that I have one to house even if it were). I've lived with Robbie for the last year or so and he has everything. So when he bought a new washer/dryer? I had a new washer/dryer! Yayyyy. So... the up side is that at least my apartment complex has laundry facilities ON SITE. And it's pretty large. But really the only time I have time to do laundry is on Sundays. Well... apparently that is the only the time WHOLE DAMN APARTMENT COMPLEX has time to do laundry too. Which is fine. I can wait. What I HATE is that people will put their laundry in and then not come move it from washer to dryer or from dryer to their hamper. So it just sits there taking up space and my ONE load of laundry ends up taking 5 hours to do because I am waiting for a washer or a dryer to be available. Plus I have to pay for it and no one likes paying to do chores.
2) Gym Time. So you've all been reading my previous blogs about getting in shape. Well.. I was planning on using my gym at my apartment. Free! Yay! So the first couple days I lived there I went in and there were quite a few people in there, but there were still a couple machines to use. Well... Every.Single.Day that I've gone back, the army of "terrorists" (yes, I realize this is racial profiling. No, I don't care) have confiscated the ENTIRE gym and all of its machines. They all go in together and while one of them is running, the other one sits and talks to them. Then they switch. I've tried waiting. I've tried going back later. They are ALWAYS there. So I have taken to doing Turbo Jam in my (tiny) living room.
3) Quiet Time. "Quiet Time" is between the hours of 10PM and 6AM. Which isn't BAD, I mean, I tend to go to bed pretty early during the week anyway. But there are some days when I have people over, and as a group... we tend to be pretty loud. I've been avoiding having any sort of housewarming party or anything because *cough* sometimesthereisalcoholinvolved *cough* and *cough* sometimessomeofmyfriendsareunderage *cough* and I don't want the po-po showing up on my doorstep. It was much easier to conceal this in a house (except when certain "roommates" would threaten to call the cops on us because he is bat shit crazy... that's all I'm saying).
4) Proximity. This will be on my "good" and "bad" list. The bad part of it is everytime someone is vacuuming their apartment at 7:30 on a Saturday morning, I can hear it. When the people behind me slam their kitchen cupboard doors shut (which they do ALL.NIGHT.LONG.), I hear it. Also, I'm pretty sure that they probably think I'm being abused because on the nights that Josh stays over, we have a tendancy to hit/kick/bite/punch each other and scream and knock each other off the bed. Into walls. So they either think we are abusing each other or that we have a very... active?... love life. *cough* Either way, no bueno.
So... that is the gripes list. Now the things that are WONDERFUL about living in an apartment (especially an apartment that is just yours and no one elses... except for your gay boyfriend who keeps his toothbrush and deoderant in your bathroom):
1) Covered Parking. OMG. LOOVVE covered parking. I don't care much about it in the summer. But in the winter, or even when it's just cold, I LOVE IT. No more scraping off my car. No more trudging (and more than likely, falling) down while trying to scrape off my car. And my apartment complex doesn't have ASSIGNED covered parking, so I don't end up with one that is clear down the road from my apartment. I love that. Plus they really don't monitor it very well so even though they tell you that guests shouldn't park under the covered stuff, how will they know REALLY?
2) Maintenence Men. I can take care of a lot of things myself. I pride myself on being (at least a little) independent and grown up. But from living in our house I saw how much more work it was than an apartment. We (read: Robbie) would have to take care of things like broken heaters and flooded basements and clogged sinks and shit. We had a landlord, but he was a douche and Robbie ended up fixing everything instead of waiting on the deadbeat landlord to fix it. In my apartment, if any of those things go wrong, I just fill out a little form online and its magically taken care of when I get home from work. Yay!
3) Proximity. I'm kind of a baby. I'm paranoid and I always feel like someone is going to break in and murder me in the middle of the night. Whenever I would have to stay at my house by myself, I would sleep with the tv and the light on (yes, I am 12, thank you for asking) and would pray for daylight to come. The nice thing about my apartment is that I KNOW there are people around and that's comforting to me. Even if I'm alone in my apartment, there are 150 other units within walking distance of me. This also makes me feel like it's quite good odds that if someone WERE to go on a crazy killing spree, it would be less likely that they would choose my apartment. That's safety.
4) Small Space/Small Furniture. Maybe you wouldn't think of this as a "perk", but since I am the moving queen of the universe, that also means that when I move around, I have to pack. I hate packing. I LOATHE packing. Sooooo... having a smaller apartment means that I don't have to have much furniture in order to keep it furnished. Ergo - that means I also don't have much to move when I move around. Yay! This also means it's cheaper to furnish and I like that story.
So yeah. That is how I feel. Go me!
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