Ok, I'm not sure why I am attempting to type a blog on this keyboard. It likes to screw up majorly, and delete everything. So who knows if this will even make it to the blogosphere. Heh. Anyways I'm still enjoying the hell out of my life, at least for another 5 days until school starts. Work is GREAT! I don't know if I wrote about my promotion, but yes, promotion has started and I'm busy busy. It's not too bad. Also, my favorite red-headed patron has returned from summer break. (:
I will admit that living alone is pretty lonely. It gets a little boring, but at least I'm at work 9-5. I'm realizing as I'm writing this that I really have no reason to be writing.
Oh! I am excited to be getting my loan refund! That's what I can do, I'm gonna make a list of shit to buy.
- Kitty! Lainey is holding on to my new kitty that I have yet to meet until I have money for the pet deposit/pet goodies
- New computer. I was thinking about getting a good gaming laptop off of newegg, because it's a better deal than getting a laptop.
- Hairdye. I'm gonna make my hair purdy.
- More tattoo? I'm torn on this one. On one hand I don't want more attention on my back. On the other hand, maybe if I added a bit that I really loved, I wouldn't feel so self-conscious.
- Piercing? Maybe?
There are other things, I'm sure, but I need a soda
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
For Your Amusement
So I'm reading my other (OLD) blog and I came across this poem I wrote. Enjoy.
Colorguard
We throw flags and weapons for fun
And stand for hours in the blistering sun
From 3-5 we spend our time
On the parking lot with white yard lines
Were you to watch us practice you would admit
By a flag or rifle you would not like to be hit
Bruises and scrapes are everyday things
Flags have been known to reshape class rings
This year the colorguard has it's own bus
We love our driver, and he loves us
As we drive in the lot our voices are heard
Screeching to each other like overzealous goatherds.
In the stadium stands we jump and shout
Like lunatics we leap about
Those football players have no moves
Compared to our coach's fabulous grooves
Before the halftime show we all have our rituals
Passing a pinkie shake back or doing some jiggles
On goes the smile, our hearts start to pound
We hope that our equipment stays off the ground
Stephanie raises her arms and begins the ballad
Our faces, for sure, are considerably pallid
We switch to automatic and go through the motions
Our heads are spinning with a rush of emotions
There goes the last note, it's time for our pose
Oh great, I've got an itch on my nose
A bass drum taps off, we march to the side
Grins sticky with sweat turn into smiles of pride
Now how can you say this isn't hard work?
The turmoil and precision could drive Einstein beserk
And what was the point to this litte poem?
This guard gets no respect, and its time that we show 'em
Colorguard
We throw flags and weapons for fun
And stand for hours in the blistering sun
From 3-5 we spend our time
On the parking lot with white yard lines
Were you to watch us practice you would admit
By a flag or rifle you would not like to be hit
Bruises and scrapes are everyday things
Flags have been known to reshape class rings
This year the colorguard has it's own bus
We love our driver, and he loves us
As we drive in the lot our voices are heard
Screeching to each other like overzealous goatherds.
In the stadium stands we jump and shout
Like lunatics we leap about
Those football players have no moves
Compared to our coach's fabulous grooves
Before the halftime show we all have our rituals
Passing a pinkie shake back or doing some jiggles
On goes the smile, our hearts start to pound
We hope that our equipment stays off the ground
Stephanie raises her arms and begins the ballad
Our faces, for sure, are considerably pallid
We switch to automatic and go through the motions
Our heads are spinning with a rush of emotions
There goes the last note, it's time for our pose
Oh great, I've got an itch on my nose
A bass drum taps off, we march to the side
Grins sticky with sweat turn into smiles of pride
Now how can you say this isn't hard work?
The turmoil and precision could drive Einstein beserk
And what was the point to this litte poem?
This guard gets no respect, and its time that we show 'em
Life is Good
I'm getting awfully bad at writing these in a timely manner. It's for a good reason though- I've had a social life! The last couple of weeks have collectively been the best/worst I've had in a long time. The stress of breaking up with a long-term boyfriend that you live with is not something I would recommend to people. However, when that breakup leads to you being a happier person, I think it can officially be considered a change for the better. It's been a blast, honestly. I've met new people, went to parties, had a girls' night, etc etc. And it's been exhausting, but liberating. I love being able to go where I want, do what I want. And surprisingly, I'm not lonely living by myself. I really enjoy having my alone time, maybe watching some True Blood (good!) or reading a Maeve Binchy novel that I'm into right now. In hindsight, I should have kept up my social life while I was with the ex. I have a terrible tendency to ignore dear friends, and that is something I will not do again. I'm having too much fun!
As for the rest of my life, there have been some all around improvements in other areas as well. I work at the library, and my friend Hillary is leaving us to go on to her 'big girl' job at Special Olympics. I'm very happy for her, and will miss her terribly (mostly because she is my buddy in the war against our co-worker). However, I am lucky enough to be taking her place, which essentially is as a student supervisor. I got promoted! I really wasn't expecting it, but I know I can do the job well, and of course the raise doesn't hurt. I am pretty nervous about remembering all the new things, and also about being in 'a position of power.' It isn't that I'm not capable of telling people to do things, it's that everyone I work with is around the same age as me, and I've worked with them for months, if not years. It's a little awkward being able to order them around. I think for the most part I'll keep my mouth shut. I'd like to keep the friends I have at work, not make them think I'm domineering.
So that's the job, and the social life. Both are doing swimmingly. I do hope that I have time to go to some concerts this weekend, if I can rustle up some cash. I don't think it would be too boring to go by myself. Right? We shall see.
I'm considering making some changes in my life. First off, I want a pet. :) I've never had one, EVER, and I think it's about time for a furry friend. As far as I know, I'm getting a kitten, as long as my apartment complex allows them. I keep meaning to check on that. But regardless, I'm gonna get one and enjoy the hell out of it. Also, I think I might be getting another tattoo. Boo and hiss me all you want, but I'm always going to love tattoos. It comes with the package. Anyways, I have this big back tattoo that is essentially a paragraph. It gets a lot of looks, compliments, and hostile stares, and I think I want to make it bigger. hehe. Go big or go home, right? I'm going to go back to the guy who did the original one, and see if he can spruce it up a bit. Mom will be thrilled. She probably won't be too happy with my eyebrow piercing or hair dye. I think my family/friends are used to my multi-colored hair by now though. This makes me sound like I'm going through a rebellious teenage angst phase of some sort. No, who I really am involves weird hair and piercings. I had tamed myself down for the sake of a relationship, and that's another thing that won't happen again.
Another pretty big change I'm contemplating is going to church. I was raised Catholic, and up until about 6th grade, I went to Sunday School and occasionally to church. I never really felt comfortable in the Catholic environment, however, and have pretty much shunned the ecclesiastical since then. Lately though, I honestly feel like something might be missing, and maybe what's missing is a spiritual life. It makes me a little uncomfortable to admit it. To be honest though, I have no idea where to start. I think all my friends consider me a liberal hippie atheist, or something along those lines. It's the unfortunate side effect of body modifications. It makes me worry that if I did attempt to go to church, I wouldn't be welcomed.
Anyways, that's my extra-long ramblings for the day. Back to work!
As for the rest of my life, there have been some all around improvements in other areas as well. I work at the library, and my friend Hillary is leaving us to go on to her 'big girl' job at Special Olympics. I'm very happy for her, and will miss her terribly (mostly because she is my buddy in the war against our co-worker). However, I am lucky enough to be taking her place, which essentially is as a student supervisor. I got promoted! I really wasn't expecting it, but I know I can do the job well, and of course the raise doesn't hurt. I am pretty nervous about remembering all the new things, and also about being in 'a position of power.' It isn't that I'm not capable of telling people to do things, it's that everyone I work with is around the same age as me, and I've worked with them for months, if not years. It's a little awkward being able to order them around. I think for the most part I'll keep my mouth shut. I'd like to keep the friends I have at work, not make them think I'm domineering.
So that's the job, and the social life. Both are doing swimmingly. I do hope that I have time to go to some concerts this weekend, if I can rustle up some cash. I don't think it would be too boring to go by myself. Right? We shall see.
I'm considering making some changes in my life. First off, I want a pet. :) I've never had one, EVER, and I think it's about time for a furry friend. As far as I know, I'm getting a kitten, as long as my apartment complex allows them. I keep meaning to check on that. But regardless, I'm gonna get one and enjoy the hell out of it. Also, I think I might be getting another tattoo. Boo and hiss me all you want, but I'm always going to love tattoos. It comes with the package. Anyways, I have this big back tattoo that is essentially a paragraph. It gets a lot of looks, compliments, and hostile stares, and I think I want to make it bigger. hehe. Go big or go home, right? I'm going to go back to the guy who did the original one, and see if he can spruce it up a bit. Mom will be thrilled. She probably won't be too happy with my eyebrow piercing or hair dye. I think my family/friends are used to my multi-colored hair by now though. This makes me sound like I'm going through a rebellious teenage angst phase of some sort. No, who I really am involves weird hair and piercings. I had tamed myself down for the sake of a relationship, and that's another thing that won't happen again.
Another pretty big change I'm contemplating is going to church. I was raised Catholic, and up until about 6th grade, I went to Sunday School and occasionally to church. I never really felt comfortable in the Catholic environment, however, and have pretty much shunned the ecclesiastical since then. Lately though, I honestly feel like something might be missing, and maybe what's missing is a spiritual life. It makes me a little uncomfortable to admit it. To be honest though, I have no idea where to start. I think all my friends consider me a liberal hippie atheist, or something along those lines. It's the unfortunate side effect of body modifications. It makes me worry that if I did attempt to go to church, I wouldn't be welcomed.
Anyways, that's my extra-long ramblings for the day. Back to work!
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
I haven't written in a while. It's been stressful. Boyfriend and I broke up early last week, and since we live together, it was essentially getting a divorce....splitting up the furniture, dishes, etc and trying not to kill each other. All in all, not one of my better weeks. But I've moved into a new, big apartment, and even though I spent seven hours moving yesterday (TIRED) I'm feeling good about this new part in my life. No idea where I'm going or what I'm doing, I'm just going to try and graduate this semester and get on with it.
So, if anyone wants to help me unpack, or knows where to find a bed (full or bigger) let me know! I'll buy ya dinner!
So, if anyone wants to help me unpack, or knows where to find a bed (full or bigger) let me know! I'll buy ya dinner!
