Just In Case You Wanted to Know...

Friday is a good day (if  you skip the whole 8:30-5 part)... Saturday is better, Sunday passes by too quickly.. So.. I try to enjoy Friday. It helps if I mock Jimbo, flip him the bird, and bitch under my breath when is back is turned. I think he knows I hate him now. Maybe now he will take my threats serisouly.. but I doubt it.

Weekends have consisted of hanging out with P.O. and ignoring Wesley. Because, well, I have and do spend too much time with him on weekdays.. that he starts to get on my nerves. I'm  having issues with him right now (but he doesnt know that) becuase that "spark" isn't there. And you need the "spark" . I don't know if it is with P.O. buuuut I want to find out. So I am going to. as often as I can. Sorry, Wesley.

^^^^ I got my tattoo finished!! woot woot!! ^^^^

anywho..

Other than the fact that I HATE my boss, I have a super duper (sp?) surprise coming up, I have no idea what to do about those things of the opposite sex.. things are good.

Oh but wait.. pIah...

I got a VERY nice voice-mail last night.. of him.. "pleasing himself".. I will say.. ??.. it was very awkward. SO that along with the seven million dick pictures he has sent me... I OBVIOUSLY want to date him again. Hes totally sane. 

I still haven't quit smoking or dirnking soda.. or started working out or going to church. BUT I am still drinking beer, having a good  time when I am not at work.. and not get arrested, pregnant, put in the hospital or selling myself for sex. So all in all I would say I am doing a pretty good job.

HAVE A GOOD WEEKEND!!

Post-It-Note Tuesday

Just Another Manic Monday

It's Monday. I am less than thrilled. If anyone would like to work for me, please let me know... My bed has been calling my name since I got out of it this morning... I don't like to disappoint.

This weekend was... semi-eventful.
I hung out with P.O...
went out with some of his friends.
The radio dj that has been facebooking me finally tracked me down.
Thank God P.O. is jealous
(even tho he shouldn't be)
because radio d.j. is weeeiiirrrrddd. to say the least.
Soooo P.O. got him to back off, telling radio d.j. that...
I Was  there with him, I was "his girl"... all of this was said
AFTER radio d.j. followed me around for three hours,
but he finally backed off.
I got some girls number...
promised to call her for the following nights festivities
(which I didn't even partake in).
I then proceeded to let a chair slam on my toe
(which caused a messy, gross, bloody mess),
got too drunk,
lost my phone for the umpteenth time
and woke up around 3:30 p.m.

Saturday morning.
After sleeping alllll day...
P.O. made enough food to feed a small country
we watched Shrek
P.O. took me home
I watched ppl walk through the house
P.O. blew me off
(I don't know what to think about that)
I went to bed at 10:30..
at 3:30 a.m. Wesley showed up at my house.
Drunker than Cootie Brown
(I have yet to figure out who he is).
He then snore louder than a bear
flopped all over the place
and pissed me off.. royally

Woke up Sunday..
Ate some gooooood food Granny made
slept most of the day away..
while watching Dazed and Confused.
Went to visit Casey and her children,
Went out to eat..
Went to Books A Million.. which was one of the most chaotic book stores I have ever seen in my entire life.
They also have a disgusting bathroom.. proceed with caution
I left empty handed..
visited A. Caron..
went home,
took a shower,
watched a movie

and said goodbye to the weekend.

Today I find out that William Hawkings believes that aliens exist. And I agree with the statement Wesley made.. If William Hawkings believes it..  I think I should too. Soooo... the world is coming to an end.. we might as well be prepared.

Maybe aliens are cute tho... as if I could deal with that..
P.O., Wesley, work, family, pIah, Dave, and a hot alien. Maybe I'll pass. maybe. depending on how cute we are talking.

God, I love my life..


most of the time.

First Ever Post-It Note Tuesday

Happy Tuesday! : )

I Think Its Funny

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3xfFbB2CRo8&feature=related

Brittney Spears goes country. ha. funny stuff. Love the video. hahahaha

Rotten Lemons

I haven't been blogging lately because of a few reasons.. 1. I have had to much going on. 2. I haven't felt like it 3. I forgot

So, lately.. this is what has been going on...

I haven't talked to Dave in oooo about a week? week and a half? No, Dave I didn't forget about you. at all. I was/am just... too overwhelmed.

pIah... in and out of my life alllll the damn time. I let it happen tho.. so I guess I can't complain too much. I guess he just knows how to push every button I have (good and bad).. and he is also manipulative. Hes also a man-whore and he is also a douche bag. I want to hate him so much.. I'm starting to hate him.. So I am on the right track. I'm sure in a few weeks he will piss me off again and we will be back to "pIah is out of my life FOREVER".

I am getting annoyed by EVERYONE lately. esp (and no offense to anyone) but the damn red-neck people who are Jimbo's clients.. who don't use common sense.. or have any real knowledge. They talk and talk and talk and talk.. and make no sense... and they talk more and more and more and more.. and make even less sense.. then don't let me tell them what is ACTUALLY going on.. because, well, what do I know.. I only made it past the eighth grade.. which they did not... they dropped out.. and married their damn cousin. ugh. annoying. I am hating my job. But have also become semi-okay with the fact that I have to deal with it for now. if I live that far... or don't go to prison for strangling.. a certain someone who happens to be my boss.

Ugh.. he just came in the door. I really don't like him AT ALL. I actually would venture to say that I hate  him. immensely. My patience has dropped considerably low since I have moved here. I just  don't have any... at all anymore. So I guess it's safe to say it has dropped a lot.

My little brother turned five Tuesday. He is so stinkin' cute, I can hardly stand it. My other brother also just passed two of his H VAC certification tests me had to take... letting him take over his boss' business. I am sooooooo proud of him, I can hardly stand that either.

My thoughts (deep or shallow, either way, mine)
Life will ALWAYS hand you lemons. But sometimes, or a lot of the time, those lemons aren't fresh. Sometimes they are rotten. You can't get pissed at life for it; because frankly, life doesn't care. It's what life thought you needed, what you needed to grow, to learn, to prosper. But just because you can't sit on that porch you spent your ENTIRE LIFE to build and drink fresh lemonade, doesn't mean it's the end of everything. The sun is still shinning, summer is around the corner, your babies are still growing, your family and friends are still there, the sun will rise the next day... Life will still go on. Beauty and happiness and joy will still be surrounding you. Everywhere you turn (plus, lemons aren't that big, just look around them).

The ugliness and the hurt that those rotten lemons brought.. can be thrown away. Because life will also give you fresh lemons. Maybe not when you want them, but probably when you need them. Sometimes you get oranges or strawberries.. sometimes you get rotten bananas. But it will always be something you need.

No matter what life handed you.. no matter what situations you have to deal with... more will come. more rotten lemons, more of life's lessons, more shitty situations that you didn't deserve will be prominent on your doorstep. Waiting for you. You can't run from it, too many people are depending on you. Too many people love you.. and there are still A LOT of people who want to sit on your beautiful porch and enjoy the sunset WITH you (and they probably won't enjoy themselves if your all upset, all the time, over your rotten lemons).

So enjoy your beautiful, forever changing porch and enjoy the view! It's GORGEOUS! Soooo maybe a thunder storm will pass through, but that will soon pass too (and that's a WHOLE other analogy).

Happy almost weekend. HAVE A GOOD DAY!!
xoxoxo

Build a Bridge

I've been in a foul mood lately. I don't really know why... but I have been. Part of it is because I feel EVERYONE is pulling me in different directions. So many people are asking me to do things.. I don't even know what I want to do anymore.

However.. this is what I am thinking about today..

After talking for a while with a friend, who shall reamin nameless... Thoughts about people, life, and expectations went charging through my head like a stampede of African elephants.

Life goes by fast. We all know that. but we often forget about it when something happens and your problem is all your world revolves around. We forget that in a day, an hour, two seconds, that problem will be forgotten.. so why are we so stressed about it? Why are we all so self centered, we often forget that other people have problems, feelings, experiences and knowledge that we do not have? Its nice to say that we are aware.. and portray ourselves as someone who thinks about others.. but when it comes down to it, in time of need, not many people matter but ourselves. Life will pass us by and we have spent the majority of it thinking how to get ahead. How to make money, make friends, have the best... when that doesn't matter. not really.

Life also will not give you the easy way. Life gives you a tough time, sits back in its lazy-boy, cracks open a beer and says "now, lets see you get out of this one, tough guy. You thought last week was tough? HA! just wait till next week! I am gonna rock your world." It's not easy because then it would be boring. EVERYONE has a hard time. EVERYONE has shit that happens to them. Excuses won't get you anywhere but in a hole.. a giant hole.. with nobody but yourself and your self pity to try and get out. SO, get over it! Make the best of it! Do what you have to do because you have to do it. And while you're at it, crack open a beer and enjoy it a little, laugh, have a good time.. because more hard times are coming.. maybe not as bad, maybe worse.. but life can be a bitch.. it can also be absolutely amazing.. if you live it having responsibility for yourself, your actions, your mistakes... and if you enjoy your accomplishments.. It won't be so bad. There is no use in thinking "I always get the tough road" "I am so unlucky, nothing goes the way I want it to"... Because the person behind you in the McDonald's drive through is thinking the same thing.. AND probably has it worse than you do. Enjoy your experiences. Half the time, they are funny ass stories about that one time you fucked up. Might as well get a head start and laugh now

Now.. I am not perfect. By any means. I will be the first one to say that I talk a big game... but I throw a hell of a lot of foul balls (it does get old after a while). But I am working on it. I try to be a good person. Occasionally I make decisions solely because I want to save my own ass. And sometimes, I don't feel bad about it (I know, awful). But.. I take care of myself. I do what needs to be done. I progress as I go on. I learn from my mistakes.. and I (for the most part) take responsibility for my actions.. I mean, hell, Usually.. I was just having a good time. shit. But I try hard not to blame people for why I did things. I try really hard to be in a good mood, think on the positive side of things... and do what is expected of me.. because I am an adult. I don't bitch about it (not all of the time) because... it just needs to be done. And it will need to be done again.. and again.. and again.

Another thing... If you are over the age of 20... get off your ass, get a job, go to work/school... and grow the fuck up. thats all I have to say about that. Don't bitch about it.. because we all have to do it. Most people are probably doing more that you are. With no help.



So that's what I was thinking. I need a cigarette. gross, huh?

I miss my mom.  I also miss my dad. I am hungry. pIah pisses me off... because he hasn't done anything wrong lately... so I currently have no reason to hate him.. and that makes me angry. Jimbo is a dick head. I wish my guy situation would just figure itself out. I have decided that if I go to bed early.. I will be tired the next day. I need like six hours of sleep... thats it. I'm going to someone's wedding.. and I don't know them.. I also may be going to the lake (yay). I have decided that I am going to cave and lay in the tanning bed a little. I'm sick of looking like Casper's sister.

HAVE A GOOD WEEKEND!!!

Pour Your Heart Out Wednesday

Happy Hump Day. AND Happy Pour Your Heart Out Wednesday. I know I haven't posted in a while.. again.. I just didn't feel like it. But a lot has happened.

I got a new tattoo. That would be five now added to the collection.

The quote was already there. The design around it is new. It took two hours.. and I still have to go back to fill it in. Not gonna lie... it hurt like hell. But  I LOVE IT!!!

Anywho.. Cory, Jon and Aiden all came home for Easter. We hid eggs, hung out. Friday I met a guy who looks just like President Obama. He wants to take me to dinner.

Corey got a new tattoo.. it matches the one on my wrist.. its a butterfly. VERY masculine.. just like Cory, my TWIN.

this song is really good

so is this one...
you may recognize it from "Ruby"

My mom should be here in July. I miss her a lot. I guess she had a rough Easter. Her boyfriends youngest is starting to resent my little brother.. and get jealous of the attention her dad shows Wyatt. Kinda wish I could have been there... so I could have put some children in their place. She is nine. Wyatt is five. If a child four years old than another decides to be a bully... I become very unfriendly. I was picked on a lot when I was younger.. and it drives me crazy. Spoiled kids who are assholes also drive me crazy.

I'm not even trying to quit smoking anymore. I know, I know.. its so bad. But I don't want to. I enjoy it. 

anywho

Lately.. because I have been NOT looking for someone of the opposite sex to spend my time with.. they have all come pounding on my door.GREAT.

I have really been missing pIah lately. I don't know why and I know I shouldn't. I don't know what I miss.. but I miss him. I hate thinking that one day, I am going to regret not trying a second time... and hes trying. hard. If you ignore the penis pictures.. hes not doing bad. But there is just something holding me back. Something I can't explain. There is also something else pushing me forward.. something ... just as strong as what's holding me back. Conflict that I am trying to get in the middle of... but it's like my own emotions are keeping me out. Keeping me from figuring it all out and having some peace of mind. It's like I'm not supposed to figure it out yet. I don't know. who does these days tho.

Drewsly (my dads name, not an actual name) ... I have been hanging out with him too. He has been out of town for a while.. soo it hasnt been much recently.. but I enjoy his company. And hes cute. And hes nice.. and.. I can't complain.

P.O. (pres. Obama.. nickname.. he seriously looks just like him, but younger).. Hes very handsome. Hes very cocky. He caught my attention. He too is also nice.. and sweet. He wants to hang out, has been asking me to all week.. I come up with excuses because I don't know what to do.

Then there is Dave. We were talking very seriously for a while. Dave is.. indescribable. Hes a great person. But I don't know if I am ready to become as serious as he wants. I just.. can't right now. I'm too.. discombobulated. ugh.

frustrating.

I don't think Double will be around anymore. I haven't talked to him much at all. Besides, how far can something go when he is in TEXAS. It's not even a neighboring state! hell.

O and.. sometime two weeks ago.. My TWIN and I were listening to a local radio station.. and we had been drinking...  and everything they were playing was depressing. So Cory told me to call them. And I did. After the phone rang for.. o, two years.. the dj finally answered. I gave him some grief about taking so long to answer the phone. He told me he was going to the bathroom.. I told him he should have been waiting for my call. I then rambled.. about who knows what.. with my aunt singing the wrong lyrics to "Hey Soul Sister".. I wanted him to play Rihanna's new song.  He said he would. Somewhere in there.. I asked him on a date.. totally kidding... He said no. haha. Then.. about an hour later, my aunt called back. Asking them to play "hey Soul Sister".. and he said he wanted to facebook me. My A. Caron told him my name.. and he did. He has also been asking me to hang out with him.. about three times this week, two weekends ago and this past weekend. hmmmmm. hes cute, too. I think he may be gay? buuut according to facebook, he is not. But I wonder.

Sooo.. I just don't know what to do! I know, a huge issue I have, huh?