9:44pm

Same day, different post.

So my dog and I are on the same menstrual cycle. Fun fact.
She is becoming a beautiful woman that is blossoming more and more each day. I couldn't be more proud.

Except when she bleeds on my bed..
Fuck that shit.

I've been doing well in school, or so I believe. Today we had our first snow day. Never thought I'd have one if them ever again. And I realized something? That in high school I would always wish that if a teacher was sick that they should just cancel class in general. My wish was granted! Oh the joys of college..
Today my class was canceled due to massive amounts of the white stuff that falls from the sky.

Anyways, I had to get ready for work anyways (which I also didn't end up having to go to, thank you yet again snow!) so I hung out with Ryan and Austin anyways. We went back to Austin's house and watched Fast and the Furious. Which he ended up napping through most of the time.
But he slept on my shoulder so I guess it's okay.

Let's see.. I felt like I had just lost all inspiration to take pictures, and then the snow came out! I was mesmerized by it all.

I need to fix my car already and then get rid of it so that I will have one less thing to fret about.
Something a bit higher off the ground, so that in times such as these I can drive myself to lovely snowy places and take pictures.

Oh well, the time will come.

Robbie's dad is probably going to fix my blinker and install the license plate light. I hopefully get paid tomorrow and then I can not worry about money and cars and everything for a while.

Or so I hope.

I need to to wash my face and head to bed.. Read a bit more.
Which reminds me! Seth actually stuck to his word and brought me a book by Chuck Palahniuk! It's called Survivor or Survived? I can't remember which. But I hear from almost everyone and their mother that he is phanominal. He wrote Fight Club, which I have not seen yet but again, heard it was great.
So that should be a good read once I'm through with A Million Little Pieces.

But before I go, here are some photos of the loveliness that was this day.

7:34pm

You make me want to drink things from jelly jars.
You make me want to sketch.
You yourself are so damn inspiring to me it's stupid. I miss you so much and I only wish you could understand.
You make me sad and happy all at the same time and I still am trying to figure out how that could be.
I miss working with you, and having 'bonding time'
You, Mel, and myself were the dream team. I can never go to Target and not think if you.
Your clothing, your hair, your voice, your whole God damn outlook on life and the way you live it.
You want to do something, you know you're going to fucking do it.

I need to catch up in reading your posts. I should just start from the very beginning. Read your whole life. Not understand any of it, and enjoy every word.
God I miss you.
I hope you are doing everything you feel you should and need to fulfill yourself in this life we live. Things are about the same here. Rough and average.
But I'm used to it. (a bit unsettling though) for when I plan on going my own way and I feel as though I can't fend for myself. But we need not talk about that here. This is for you, just sending my love and hoping it reaches you through these thick snow bearing clouds.
Always on my mind Jil,
Love you.

3:51pm

Here I sit. At Caroline's not accomplishing much. School was just not in the game plan today. So I didn't go.

So, here I sit at Caroline's not accomplishing much.
I read a bit. And should be working on my math worksheets. But I'd rather be watching movies. Like Moulin Rouge, Like Crazy, Blue Valentine, etc. just something nice.

I'm not sure.

I've been eating poorly lately. When I do eat at all. I need to just stop. Meh.
I work tomorrow after Math. Which will happen. Sadly.

I need to order film.
I need to clean my car.
I need to fix my car.
I need to finish my book.
I need to smell the ocean.

I want to purchase a bathing suit.
I want to purchase a liquid eyeliner pen
I want to watch movies.
I want to be warm in bed with you.
I want to obtain energy to take pictures.

I should clean my room.
I should do homework.
I should make dinner more often.
I should control my eating.
I should control my spending.


Why did I stop making lists? Why did I stop making an effort?
Sophomore year was good for me.
I did well.
I'll get there.

It's already 4:02pm.
This day is going to feel like a waste and then I'm going to go home and my body and mind will feel strange. I didn't follow my routine. I didn't follow my plans.

Yesterday I went to the movies with my little brother. We saw Gone, with Amanda Seifried. (or however you spell it.)
I like her. It was pretty good. Sort of suspenseful.

I watched Magnolia earlier that day. (like I said I would)
I enjoyed that. I need to watch it again. Pretty confusing the first round. But no worries, I liked it.

Things are going well I think. I'm happy enough for the moment and I like that.
I really like it.

I need happy days.

8:40pm

Fact: I can't remember my life without my dog.
Fact: I think laundromats are the coolest.

Today I went riding with Blake, my Father, and Austin.
It was rather fun. I obtained a new bruise, so job well done eh?

Then again- I am a peach.
Nevertheless..

Tomorrow I would like to:
•wake up, watch Magnolia.
•get ready
•do math homework/worksheets
•perhaps go to Briar Patch/Carolines/Mekka and read.

But I am not going to hold my breath.
I'm quite sleepy, but want to continue reading. Damn you fireplace for being so wonderful..

Ps- This is what I would love to do to my hair for summer.

Ps,

100th post.

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9:03pm

Got home a few hours ago. Which is bullshit. I shouldn't be getting out of work at 7:30pm. I also shouldn't be doing all of the chores.
.....fuck Khrista. ):<

Whatever.
I got in a slight car accident today I suppose you could say?
I was driving behind a truck with 2 big garbage bins full of takes and shovels and such and it wasn't tied down properly. As we were on the highway they finally came undone and the tools came back at my car. I luckily dodged move of it up until the last second when a rake decided to hit the back of my car. Another woman had to drive over things so she's not sure if she has any damage or not yet. Luckily a highway patrol SUV was sitting a few yards from where her and I pulled over.
Although he didn't see it all happen.
The woman walked up to the SUV and told him what happened. (the truck didn't stop) so he went to go and get him. Luckily he had pulled off the road just a mile up.
The highway patrol came back and picked up his tools and told us to come up the road to where the man had pulled off. I gave the cop my license and registration. He took the woman's statement and looked at my car and then her and I went on our way.
I was 20 minutes late for math, which wasn't a big deal.

I got a 70% on my test.

After math I went to my dads office and told him what happened and showed him the damage. Which really isn't much at all. I figured we would mayyyybe get $200 for it.
He took me to lunch and then we went and got an estimate on the cost of repairs. Which ended up totaling out to roughly $1,400. For literally 4 scratches. But they would have to take the car apart to get them out.
So I guess the plan is to just get the money and put it towards fixing more major problems in the car and then selling it.

It just needs to happen ASAP in my opinion. As well as fixing my tail light and installing the light to shine on my license plate. (still haven't told dad I was pulled over- just that I need to fix it, like now.)

So yeah, that was my day basically.

No work tomorrow, just a few hours of photo. So that's nice.

I think I want to read.

10:03pm

Got your package today. You have the best taste in music. Glad we are Facebook married.
Also glad I have more music on my phone now.

Today is Austin's birthday. I brought him balloons and a small cake to work. It was nice to see him.
He liked it.

Just wish we could be hanging out right now. But oh well.

I kinda feel weird. I'm not sure. Just cold all over. The kind of cold that can't be reversed.

I'm tired, I have math tomorrow.
Lovely.

Goodnight.

9:21pm

Hello dearest blog. I really do appreciate you. You are a place for me. I love having an immediate go to place to vent when I feel I don't have a person to talk to. I should use you more often in fact just so I don't have as many mental breakdowns as I do. (luckily I have been lucky enough to avoid having one in quite some time.)
*knock on wood*

But anyways, things have been going pretty swell. I'm not going to over exaggerate and say they have been perfect etc, for 2 reasons.
1.) they haven't? Ha
2.) I don't want to jinx all the good that has been happening.

As I mentioned a tad in my last post, I went on my very first official date ever on Friday.
It was the best I could have asked for, not knowing how exactly I should have acted or reacted and whatnot.
It was with a great genuine attractive guy friend who I've known for a few years now. We reconnected last semester and things are going places. Or so I hope. (consider my fingers crossed.)

I'm sure you are dying to know what happened.
So I suppose I'll tell you.

Started off just getting ready for the day knowing I was hanging out with him. Scout and I got to his house around noon. We went to a few parks and played, showed off my puppy dog basically.
One of may favourite parts must have been when we went to a place called Biblical Gardens. It was beautiful. Absolutely breath taking. (although I could have gone with out all of the "biblical-ness" of it all, seeing as how I'm not sure how much God is a part if my life just yet.) But it was the first time that day he held my hand and it was just lovely. After that he took me back to his house so that his mother Debbie could play/ see Scout since I had taken her in. It brought tears to my eyes to see how happy she was.
After the short while from playing, I went home. Showered, cleaned up, and changed. Headed back to his house and then went on our way to Roseville. (the only bit of information he would share with me about our dinner destination.) we finally showed up at The Cheesecake Factory. Which of course, was fantastic. We filled up our bellies as much as they could and then drive back down to good ol' GV to see Star Wars Episode I in 3D. Which was great but also at 9:40pm. So he was falling asleep during bits and my head was beginning to feel a tad heavy. But I made it. Afterwards he drove me back to his house to my car.
Yes, we kissed. (again, not the first time.) but was still a wonderful end to a wonderful night.

I got home and got all warm and crashed.
The next day I drove myself to the mall with my friend Courtney (no my dad doesn't know.) but I did it. For the first time and made it back and everything.
I purchased quite a few things and I'm just as content as could be.
Then today I worked the long shift and had a splendid time at our Valentine's day/work meeting party thing.
Now I'm home and here I am. It's now 10:30pm and I should probably call it a night.

Oh, forgot to mention I purchased 5 books today before work. I'll post artsy pictures tomorrow I hope.

Until then, goodnight.

11:07pm

Sunday night. That was nice.

You were drunk, but held my hand.
I'm curious to see where this goes.
But I think you are too.
Had been awhile since these lips had been touched.
They like you, so does my brother and dad.

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Today I covered for Corrie. She has no voice and had to get a doctors appointment. So my Valentines day was supposed to be my day off, I was planning in accomplishing quite a bit. Which didn't end up happening. But oh well. I still have tomorrow night.
Although I'm sure I will be sleepy after work then as well.
Hmmm.

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Preview of things to come:
Friday- first real date. Ever.
Let's hope I don't puke.
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I have a math test on Thursday. Less than excited about that. Meh.
I feel like sketching and/or taking pictures.
I have been feeling like this for a while but I'm so god damn lazy that I won't. I'm not sure.

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I miss having time to read. To read a book for my own enjoyment. I have a few that I have sitting here that haven't been touched since opening. (Christmas gifts 2 years ago).... Yes I'm talking about the Jodi novels I asked for.... But I will. I will read them once I get my head in the right spot.

It's been wandering lately. Loads to think about.
I don't feel all too well.

Dear Stomach,
please stop.

Sincerely, Monica


I should sleep.

6:38am

I'm sorry future me for not blogging in quite some time. But nothing really blog worthy has happened. Until last night I suppose, but even then it's still nothing.

It was Blake's last homecoming of the year and sadly none of his best friends bought tickets due to expense. But he still wanted to go and being the great big sister I am, I still drove him and picked him up.
The plan for me was to go see a movie (I had already seen before, The Woman in Black.) with my friend Danny whilst Blake is dancing away. The movie would have ended right in time for me to pick him up.

In a nutshell: Danny is stupid and got the times mixed up so we didn't see the movie. We did hang out at Nicole's place and played cards for a bit though up until I had to get Blake. We then were going to go black light bowling but that didn't end up happening either.

Time for the good part:
For time between dropping off Blake, up to playing cards with Nicole and Christian- I get pulled over.
Yep. Good ol' GVPD.
This is now the second time in my life that it's happened. (first time was on grad night- I was just leaving PV in a hurry because I was late and a man warned me about my taillight. It keeps coming unplugged or something.)
And tonight wasn't much different other than I was in town and it was a woman. Meaning I got pulled over again for, yep you guessed it.... That damn taillight. And I guess the light that shines my license plate. (which I didn't know was mandatory, and didn't know if I even had one.) but oh well. I got a free fix it ticket (THANK GOD) so it just means I need to fix it then get the ticket signed Nd blah blah blah. No harm no fowl.

I guess my night went fine considering I got out of my house.

Other than that, I have just been busy with work and school. I'm keeping up with my math work and that feels nice.


So I just checked and I haven't blogged for a while clearly because I haven't mentioned anything about Robbie or his Tattoo!
I'm so incredibly jealous. He got the Indian shooting the star you find on the tootsie pop wrappers.
One day when I'm out on my own ill get it so we can match. Since we are like best friends and all. (;

Well I'll show you the tattoo and then hopefully try to go back to sleep. (if you didn't notice.. This was posted at 6:38 AM...)

....thank you again Scout for waking me up to clean up your puke....
At least it wasn't on my bed this time.