Erica

Mmmkay.

Wed, 16 Aug 2006 19:59:33 GMT

This past weekend, Bernard and I went Up North (Au Gres) to his family's cottage. It was friggin' awesome. It was just us two, no one else, and it was absolutely fun and super super gorgeous. We pretty much spent the weekend at the beach, but it's ok because the beach was gorgeous and I'm a big beach bum.

But I have really bad beach hair now. haha. Oh well. It was worth in. Saturday night we had a fire on the beach and watched the meteor shower.

It was amazing and a much needed vacation. :) Oooooooooh, and if you looked across the lake, you could see the top of Michigan's thumb. Friggin' amazing.

My mom got him a job at her work, working in the factory. He's going to have benefits in 90 days and he's gonna be making around $700 a week. This is seriously amazingly wonderful. I'm looking for a full-time job, too. I really need it, I just never get a break...it seems to me that if you're a woman and you want a full-time job, you have to have a degree or a shitload of experience or know somebody. Guys can find full-time work easily in factories and stuff. I mean, I COULD work in the factory but uhm...I really don't wanna do that. haha.

Bernard is "moving in" my house for a week and a half...just until he can get his license back, because I have to take him to work every morning and pick him up and my mom said he can stay here until then, to save me gas and time, cuz uh....he lives somewhat far. I mean, it's not FAR, but it's like a 10 mile drive, which isn't bad but it adds up. lol. :-p

Mon, 07 Aug 2006 20:13:36 GMT

My car died on Saturday. It went to Car Heaven.
R.I.P. Timumba

But.......with the exception of not having a car for the past two days...I'm going to get a Ford Explorer or a Mercury Mountaineer today...so, I'll have myself a nice SUV that I've been dreaming of on Tuesday or Wednesday, once I get to the insurance company.

I guess that means technically have a nice SUV today, I just won't be able to drive it till Tuesday or Wednesday.

But...I' m getting an SUV!

I'm so excited. :D

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIZ!!!

When we got to the dealership (it's not some dirty little over-priced sell your car kind of lot, either), the explorer and mountaineer that I was looking at had already been sold....so I got a 99 Ford Contour Sport. It's still really cute and nice and looks brand friggin' new and it only has 60K miles...and the five best things about it:
1) NO OIL LEAKS!!!!!!!!!!!
2) It gets 26 miles per gallon...which my dead car got 10 mpg.
3) It's in like perfect condition, with the exception that there is a little leak in the left headlight, so it holds moisture (so it looks kind of cloudy), but that's really easy to fix and my boyfriend said he could already fix that.
4) Basically, it's only gonna cost me $40 a week for insurance and the car payment.
5) AND IT HAS A CASSETTE PLAYER. Cuz my 98 didn't even have that. So now I can at least get an adapter for a portable CD player and still be able to play CDs. Score.

It just gets so hard sometimes.

Mon, 24 Jul 2006 00:50:46 GMT

I love Bernard. But things have gotten pretty hard recently.

Especially since his best friend is being a total dick to me for absolutely no reason.

And he's let me down once again.

I really wish psychic readings were totally free.

I know it's not much to go off of, but at least if a psychic could even totally bullshit and tell me that it'll work out, I'll feel better, at least thinking that I know all this shit is gonna pay off in the end.

I'm thinking I might need a little break. Not with the relationship. With myself. To figure some shit out, not only about Bernard but about my life and what I really wanna do with it.

I know everyone comes to crossroads, but I seem to come to big should-be-life-changing crossroads on a very regular basis. On a much more regular basis than I'd like.

P.S. I dyed my hair. It's blonde. With the under-layer being black, and then there's random black and red streaks. It looks bad ass. It'll look even better once my cousin tones down my eyebrows a little bit so they're not as dark.

Sun, 16 Jul 2006 03:28:50 GMT

I've about a month to grow some balls....cuz I can sing....just not very easily in front of people.

Miranda is taking me to the American Idol try-outs.

Moooooooooney

Thu, 29 Jun 2006 05:00:22 GMT

Because I'm moving out....

I'm excited. Because I'll be on my own, no rules except for mine, with the man that I love.

But I'm also nervous, because of money. There's no doubt in my mind that Bernard and I can work through anything, we know we're gonna be living the super cheap life for a while, but a lot of people start out that way, right?

But while I love my job, I need a better one. I've looked in the classifieds everyday for the past week. I called on 10 jobs today and they all are like....15 miles away from where we're moving to and they pretty much all want experience (since dental receptionists seem to be in high demand...but you need experience for like ALL of them) and I called 10 of them and they all want me to drive out to bugandi ville to fill out applications and obviously, if I'm looking for a job, I don't have the friggin' gas to drive out to bugandi ville...and how am I supposed to get experience for a job if everyone that's hiring only wants experience only? How is that fair?

So I'm really starting to think and get creative with ways to earn some extra money...

While I ended up not sticking with fashion design school, I did get basic sewing skills and the like, and I have a bunch of fabric left over and a whole bunch of band shirts that I can reconstruct and make them cool and sell them on ebay...problem is I don't have a sewing machine. Buuuuuuuuut, I found my student ID for that school and since the school is open 24/7, I should go up there one night at like 2 am and see if my ID will still unlock the doors for me, and if they do, then I can still sew and make a little extra money by selling that stuff....

Another thing is, people seem to make a little bit of extra money, some even live off the income, of selling their artwork online. So, I'm not as amazing as say bamboleo, but maybe I can start painting and drawing and sculpting, etc. more often and sell it online for some sort of extra cash.

And since I'm really good a writing (not trying to brag, I promise) maybe I could get into freelancing or something. Just for extra money.

And I'm probably getting in way over my head but I'll probably have to do all of the above if I can't find a better job, or just another job and work to jobs. Michigan sucks right now.

The rest of the country probably does too.

Why? Cuz George Bush is president. He needs to fuck off.

Anybody else got some really super good awesome ways to make extra money? Even if it's just a little bit...cuz you know, every penny counts.

This probably sounds super dorky, but I'm really excited to go to the dollar store and buy my brooms and mops and cleaning products and all that.

I'm excited to have my own kitchen floor to clean, instead of my mom's.

I'm really excited that Bernard will always take the garbage out and I'll never have to because I swear, I hate that more than anything.

I'm outta here.

Wed, 28 Jun 2006 04:59:14 GMT

So...

Bernard and I are moving out in a month. For sure.
The guy Bernard works for right now is Bernard's dad's really good friend, and he's a multi-millionaire and really rich. He buys shitty houses for a living and makes them nice and sells them for a higher price or rents them out. So, he bought another shitty house, and he told Bernard that if he fixes up the house (Bernard won't get paid to do this), and then does some other odds and ends jobs (which he will get paid for), we get to live there for 6 months with no rent (we only have to pay the gas, electric, water, etc. bills) and then after 6 months, it'll be $300 a month (broken down into $75 a week), but that 6 months gives us time to save up money anyway, so we'd be out of there within the next year or so.

And my student loan application got all messed up with Baker and classes started on Monday, but I never got to go cuz of the student loan application getting all messed up, so I'm going to start in the Fall, instead. So I was thinking that within the next month, going to bartending school, get my certification in 2 weeks, and start bartending. It's gotta be a nice amount of money, you know, and it'll help. And I'll most likely be able to keep my job at the party store too.

I'd have to say my address is still my current address if I moved out, though, because if not, well, then, yeah...I wouldn't have health insurance and then it'd be a bitch to get birth control. haha.

So...yeah. I left my phone at his house. I gotta wake up at like...7am now, so that I can go there and get my phone before he leaves. I feel so naked...so lost and lonely...without it. :( haha.

My Max-mo brings all the girls to the yard...

Sat, 17 Jun 2006 18:28:43 GMT

My little Max-mo went from this...

to this....

It makes me so sad. :(

Wed, 07 Jun 2006 05:12:25 GMT

6/6/06 is all over.
We're saved!

I'm really being sarcastic.

All this 666 "hype" is annoying.
Listen here, people...
1) This year, 2006, should really actually be the year 2000. Before the 2 roman empires, Julius and Augustus, there were 10 months in a calender year, but Julius and Augustus had months named after them (July and August, uh derka derka), so that messed with our years...so it wasn't 6/6/06...really, biblically, I suppose.
2) Wouldn't 6/6/06 be the most obvious day that Satan could arise and take power? I think so. So, if he was trying to decieve us all to follow him, he's not going to do it when a large majority of the world's population is all freaked out about him coming, that's just not very decietful.
3) My biggest point of them all....IT'S NOT LIKE THERE'S NEVER BEEN A 6/6/06 BEFORE!! Think about it...there was the YEAR 06. I mean, literally, 6 AC. Then 106. 206. 306. 406. 506. 606. Hell, there was a year 666! 706. 806. 906. 1006. 1106. 1206. 1306. 1406. 1506. 1606. 1706. 1806. 1906. 2006. There's going to be plenty more 6/6/06. There's gonna be a 2666! There was a 1666! 06..66..666..it happens.

I believe the world is going to end someday but...today was just annoying and I kind of wanted to scream.

I WANNA DANCE!!!!!!

Sun, 04 Jun 2006 21:54:40 GMT

I want to go to the club tonight.
Because I really wanna dance.
I wanna dance so badly, that I made a CD with a whole bunch of songs that I like to dance to, so that I can dance while I'm cleaning my room.

It contains...
Presidential - Young Bloodz
Get Low - Lil John & The Eastside Boys
Get Throwed - Bun B
Hips Don't Lie - Shakira
Shine On - Chamillionaire
Shorty Wanna Ride - Young Buck
This Is How We Do It - Big Tymers
Rubber Band Man - T.I.
Slob On My Knob - Three 6 Mafia
Robbery - Nappy Headz
Snap Ya Fingers - Lil John & The Eastside Boys
It's Goin' Down - Young Joc
Yeah - Usher
Lean Wit It - Dem Franchize Boyz
What's Luv? - Fat Joe
Yeah, I danced on the roof of my car on somepoint in time to all these songs.

And just for fun....
Where'd You Go? - Fort Minor
So What - Field Mob ft. Ciara
Crossroads - Bone Thugs 'N Harmony

And holy shit...
my room is in the basement, right? I just had my music on really loud, and I heard this noise that sounded like a big huge electrical shock, and freaked out, thinking that something was sparking and my house was about to burn down...but it was really my neighbor using his weed whacker.

Anyways....
I really wanna go dancing.
Miranda said she'll go for sure. So I know I can go.
And when Bernard gets off of work, I'm going to talk him into it.
Cuz I haven't gotten him to come to the club with me, and he keeps telling me that he'll go with me.
I'll even pay for him to go.
I just wanna go.
And I want him to go.
Because it's not as fun if you don't have someone to dance on/with.

The summer is about to happen again.
And I know that know summer will ever be able to beat last summer, but you know what, I'm gonna make sure this summer is fucking bomb ass.

I'm ready to get my party on.

Besides, my best brotha from anotha motha (miss ASHLEY!) just graduated and that means she'll be down to party 24/7.

"What we drinkin'? Dat Patron. Keep the bottle poppin' all night long. What we smokin'? Dat Jush. Presidential Shit. George Bush. How we do it? Like dis. Get crunk."

I promise I'm not going ghetto on y'all.
I've just been a good little sober designated driver for the past like....4 months...and I'm so ready party my ass off.

Our 9 month anniversary is next weekend.
I wanna go to the club then, too. Jessica (Bernard's sister, and my future sister) said she'll come next weekend, too.

So that's it. If I really can't get Bernard to come with me tonight, then he's going next weekend. No doubt. It's our anniversary and his sister is gonna come too, and I KNOW he loves it when Jessica is drunk (I do too) because she's just about the funniest drunk in the world.

Haha.

I'm so done rambling about wanting to go get drunk, go to the club, and dance.

But I do wanna dance.

Awwww

Sat, 27 May 2006 20:05:39 GMT

Not a huge update....

but look how cute this is....

I think that's the best picture of me and him ever.

And of me.
Cuz I don't look fat.

And I dyed my hair black again...and you can tell...I think. :-p

Wed, 10 May 2006 15:50:03 GMT

I've noticed that none of you really care about this thing anymore...that's cool. I don't really have a lot of free-time to update. I'll probably end up deleting this thing or something...

but in the meantime...

I cannot believe how much has changed in the past 4 years. Holy shit.
I can't tell if I like how much has changed though, cuz, you know, somethings that happened, I really would like to forget about...but then there's other things that have happened that I'm so insanely glad happened....

Today, me and Bernard have been together for 8 months.

Wed, 29 Mar 2006 06:05:25 GMT

There aren't many, but 3 pictures from my friend Jessica's 18th birthday.
It was a while ago...in February. But that's ok. They're the most recent pictures of me.
The original plan got totally messed up buuuuuuuuut that's ok.
We had fun anyway.

Jessica and Me before we left, I was finishin' mah hurr.

Jessica and Me again. I really like this picture.

Jessica doin' her happy dance cuz it's her birthday, dawg.

Anyways, about 30 minutes ago, I was driving back from my baby's house, and this bright bright bright green light flew northeast across the sky and then just like...disappeared into the sky. Like, I mean, it was going SUPER fast, and disappeared really quickly. Like, it didn't slow fade away, just one second it was there and the next it was gone. It didn't fade at all...just poof! gone. It was weird as hell.

Do you remember when we first met?

Tue, 21 Mar 2006 20:40:36 GMT

The past few days...

+ got my two tickets waived...thank god.
+ got 2 new pairs of shoes, a new purse, a bra and undies set, a bra, and 4 other pairs of undies
+ got excused from school for 2 weeks thank you to my doctor
+ had a job interview
+ got $20 handed to me from my Nana...just because. :-p
+ seen my aunt & uncle at a restaurant and they paid for mine and my boyfriend's lunch
+ went out for danielle's 22nd b-day and had the greatest chicken i've ever had in my entire life
+ didn't have to babysit yesterday and today

- still haven't been able to get a hold of anyone to figure out my school scheduling shit...the faculty seems to not understand how to operate a voicemail box.
- did not get the job for said interview...i feel kind of special that out of 200 resumes they picked 6 for interviews and i was 1 of the 6 but still...i need a job, damnit.
- had like...seriously....4 panic attacks
- my dad and i are no longer talking...that might be a positive thing though...
- bernard and i got into our first real fight...but we made up.

You should all listen to the song I'm listening to. It makes me happy.

Spring is on the way, therefore, I'm happy in the pants.

Sat, 11 Mar 2006 20:43:47 GMT

It's so beautiful outside. It's put me in an awesome mood.
Actually, the past two days have put me in an awesome mood.
Yesterday was mine and Bernard's 6 month anniversary. And it was a lovely day.
I spent the night at his house on Thursday, and we stayed up till like...10 in the morning.
we went to sleep for a little while and woke up at 3. We went to his sisters house so that I could get paid.
I took him out for our anniversary because he's always taken me out, so I wanted to take him out this time.
He loves burgers, steak, just meat in general, and he had never been to Fuddruckers before. So I took him there, because those burgers are pretty much the only restaurant burgers I like, and he's never had 'em.
And he loved it. :) Kind of expensive but that's ok.
I bought a dime and me, B, and Stine smoked it.
I dropped him off at work later on that night.
Then Dessie and I went to a party at Nickie's house.
On the way there, a song was on and I totally cannot remember what song it was, but I had two round (hair) brushes in the backseat of my car, so Dessie and I are just driving down 15 Mile, SCREAMING into the round brushes on the top of our lungs, and laughing the entire time. It was good times.
Steve, Cody, Ron, Craig, Dessie, Shelley, Nickie, Alyse, Amanda, and a bunch of people I hadn't seen in a while were there.
And then there was also a shit load of people I didn't know that were there.
I left there around 2 and came home and took a nap.
Steve called me at 4:30, still wasted, and asked if I could come pick him up or whatever (I already told him earlier on that we'd chill and smoke when B got off of work.) and so I picked him up from his sisters and we went back to his house.
We went and picked B up from work at 7 and then came back to Steve's house and smoked and chilled for a while.
Around 9, me and B left and went to his house.
I got into his boxers and Metallica shirt because I can, and besides, he thinks I look hot when I wear his boxers and shirts. haha.
We just chilled out, eating ice cream out of the carton and watched the Goonies. Go us.
But it was just nice and relaxed and stuff.
I love him. :)

And I'm waiting for my mom to get back home. She's gotta give me $30 for a school project that I need to work on and finish and I'd like to get the large majority of my school projects done as soon as I possibly can. I'm a little backed up from being absent with my wrist and I really need to stop procrastinating in catching up and just fucking do it.

I gotta call this place on Monday and see if I got the job there. That'd be really freakin' sweet if I got it.

I've been under a lot of stress lately cuz I feel like I'm totally fucking up with my life. My boyfriend has been feeling the same way.

For me, I'm upset because I'm going to school but I'm not working, either.
My boyfriend is upset because he's working but not going to school.
So we both feel like shit, but we've both started to get our asses into gear.
He made me promise that I'd drag him to colleges. And so I am. On Wednesday theres an open house at OU and if you apply at the open house, the application fee is waived. So him and I are going to go to that.

But anyway, the project that I was talking about earlier is so far a lot of fun.
We have to basically create a presentation board. Like, when we're actually out there in the real working world, we'll have to do this. What we gotta do is design at least one outfit, sketch it out, color it, and then put some fabric swatches on the board so that way people looking at what clothing are coming out within the next few seasons can get a feel of what the fabric to be used is going to be, and see it. Then we gotta give a basic info box of the garmet(s), like the prices, the clothing classification, who the target customer is, etc. and then we gotta write a more detailed paper on the garmet. But I think this is going to be my funnest project yet. Go me. :)

I also gotta finish sewing my PJ pants and the skirt. Then I'll be set.

I was thinking that once I get a little bit of money, I'd start my own little internet clothing company. It won't be anything extravagent, at least not at first. If it really takes off then woohoo! But, that way it'll be a means of building up a portfolio, perhaps building up some clientel/references for the future, experience, and of course...extra cash flow.

I think that was the longest entry I've written in a while.

Sat, 04 Mar 2006 18:30:10 GMT

I'm really bored and really tired. I haven't slept yet tonight/today.
My boyfriend's sleeping in my bed. He's so cute.
He came over at like 5:30am when he got off of work.
He got paid, so we smoked a j.
Then we went to John's Coney Island.
Oh my god, the strawberry french toast was insanely amazing.
Then we came back to my house and starting watching "Walk The Line".
Ok, I lied. I managed to sleep for about an hour through that movie. It wasn't bad, I was just exhausted.
Then Bernard (for those of you that don't know, that's my boyfriend's name....I just usually say my boyfriend instead of Bernard or B, which is his nickname. I don't know why I do it like that, but I do.) was gonna leave and go to bed, but I begged him to stay here and lay with me until I fell asleep. He eventually agreed, and somehow, he ended up falling asleep and now I'm like so tired that I'm wide awake.
So, in lieu of me sleeping, I did this....

Name 10 bands/artists you are really into.

1. Black Sabbath
2. Megadeth
3. Iron Maiden
4. Jack Johnson
5. Alanis Morissette
6. Nirvana
7. Ramones
8. Aerosmith
9. Madonna
10. Christina Aguilera

Now answer the questions according to the numbers.

+ what was the first song you ever heard by 6?: Teen Spirit, of course. :-X

+ what is your favourite album of 8?: Toys in the Attic

+ what is your favourite lyric that 5 has sung?: "It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced. Are you thinking of me when you fuck her? Cause the love that you gave, that we made, wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no. And every time you speak her name, does she know how you told me you'd hold me until you died, till you died. But you're still alive."

+ how many times have you seen 4 live?: Never. He's pretty new and I don't think he's had a show around here, yet.

+ what is your favourite song of 7?: It's most definately "Poison Heart", which I guess is really by Dee Dee, but I still count it as the Ramones since it's on the Ramones Anthology. lol.

+ what is a good memory you have considering the music of 10?: Driving around and belting my heart out to her music. It's really relaxing to do that.

+ is there a song of 3 that makes you sad?: No, I don't think so.

+ what is your favourite lyric that 2 has sung?: Oh man, there's a ton...uhm..."Hello me, meet the real me, and my misfits way of life. A dark black past is my most valued possession. Hindsight is always 20-20, but looking back it's still a bit fuzzy. Speak of mutually assured destruction. Nice story...tell it to Reader's Digest!"

+ what is your favourite song by 9?: Like A Prayer

+ how did you get in to 3?: I'd know of them since I was really little, cuz of my parents and stuff, but when I really started getting into metal/rock like really hardcore, I checked 'em out and liked them. A lot.

+ what was the first song you heard by 1?: Iron Man, of course.

+ what is your favourite song by 4?: BANANA PANCAKES!

+ how many time have you seen 9 live?: Never. :( I wanna.

+ what is a good memory you have concerning 2?: Dude, getting those free tickets to that concert was like...the greatest thing ever. lol.

+ is there a song of 8 that makes you sad?: "Janie's Got A Gun" cuz it reminds me of some stuff.

+ what is your favourite album of 5?: Jagged Little Pill

+ what is your favourite lyric that 3 has sung?: "Woe to you, oh Earth and Sea, for the Devil sends the beast with wrath, because he knows the time is short. Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the beast, for it is a human number. It's number is six hundred and sixty six." The way it's said is just so brilliantly evil.

+ what is your favourite song of 1?: N.I.B., hands down.

+ what is your favourite song of 10?: "The Voice Within"

+ how many times have you seen 6 live?: They don't exist anymore. :'( That was a tragedy and a half.

+ what is your favourite album of 2?: Youthanasia

+ what is a great memory you have considering 9?: Fillin' up the bathtub (a bubble bath to be exact), putting on the "Immaculate Collection" album, and just relaxing and singing after a super stressful day. It's lovely.

+ what is your favourite lyric that 6 has sung?: "And when there is no hope, I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope" or "Don't ya know that satan is the man? So listen very close because we got a little plan: We're gonna have to execute some rich important people, gonna burn down all the churches and topple all the steeples. See a frown? turn that cross upside down."

+ what was the first song you heard by 8?: I can't recall exactly because I grew up listening to Aerosmith my entire life, but I remember that when I was like 2 or 3 (I actually have some memories from this age, believe it or not.), the song "Janie's Got A Gun" was really popular, and of course I didn't know the real meaning behind it, but my mom and I heard it all the time in the brown junker car on the way too and from day care and dance class and we'd both get all silly and scream it in the car. Awww, I wish I could still be super silly with my mom sometimes. I guess I can now, it's just way different.

Uh, I got this job at this marketing company selling CutCo knives. They pay $17.25/appointment, but it seems kind of sketchy. I don't know. So I don't know if I'm going to take it. haha. But then I got an email back from another marketing company that I sent my resume to, and they want to set up an interview. I know, TeleMarketers suck, but if I ever call you guys, I'm not doing it cuz I truly care about the product, I just truly need to money. So, please, keep that in mind when being super bitchy to a telemarketer. Most of them are teenagers/young adults who are trying to get through college/school/life and need money, just like the rest of you. :)

That was my zen/life lesson for the time being.

Duuuuuuuuude...

Thu, 16 Feb 2006 06:14:14 GMT

I really want to do a full-length update, but I'm kind of sort tired, so I'll just give the basic low-down now and go into detail later....
- I'm in love with my boyfriend. :-) Oh, I so am. We're going to get a place together sometime this year. I'm seriously motivated to find a job now. And he can afford it now, cuz he's working two jobs.
- I think I'm engaged. I'll explain how that works tomorrow or something...
- I'm still doing awesome in school and that amazes me because when I went to Macomb, I was all excited for the first week and tried really hard and then after the first week I was just like "Oh, fuck this." and skipped class, slacked off, and ended up dropping out. But, no, I'm having fun and I'm motivated.
- My boyfriend is amazingly wonderful. My cousin, Danielle, was telling me stuff about her fiance, like how she's miserable (she's ending the engagement) and why and all that, and it just made me think of how amazing he really is and how amazingly wonderful he is to me.
- I'll have a nice amount of pictures to show off sometime in the near future. I can't wait. :-D I love pictures.
- Dessie, Jessica, and I are all...getting really close lately. It's sweet. We're the shit, bitch! :)

And go do this for me...
Johari Thingamabob
Cuz it'll be fun and interesting to know..

Woopty woop, nigga what?

Sun, 05 Feb 2006 07:52:25 GMT

It's been a while since I updated...really updated. Not too much has been going on lately except for school, babysitting, and friends and the boyfriend.

I'm actually doing really good in school and because of that, I'm pretty proud of myself. When I went to MCC, I hated it, I probably went to class like...3 or 4 times in total, and then I ended up dropping out.

I haven't missed any classes here, I do all my homework ON TIME, and I get good grades. So far, the lowest I've gotten on any test or quiz is an 89%. I took a 100 question quiz in Fashion Design Principles and I got all 100 questions right. I have mid-terms next week. They don't really do mid-terms as tests here though, thank god. So I just have three essays and one test, so it's nothing too entirely torturous.

I've been babysitting my boyfriend's nephew a lot lately, and so my boyfriend's sister and I have gotten pretty close, which is good, because the way my two sisters have been acting lately...I definately need a replacement. ;) haha. She has another baby on the way which has me so entirely excited because I love little babies and I get to watch the new baby too.

My boyfriend actually took me out today. Woohoo! I stayed the night at his sister's house last night cuz I was babysitting, then when he got off of work at 7am and she got home at 7am, I went to visit my boyfriend. He lives with his grandparents and they've been gone since Wednesday because they went up north, and it's really lovely when they get to do that because when they're home, and I'm there, they're so like....old. They're really nice people, don't get me wrong, but an 18 year old living with 70 year olds doesn't really make for a very comfortable 18 year old and his girlfriend. Like, if I'm in his room with him, seriously not doing a single thing, they're all like yelling down the stairs "What kind of house do you think we're running here?" and it's like...annoying. So anyway, they've been gone. So we hung out around the house for a little bit. Then he decided to take me out to eat and go see the one movie that I've been begging him to see for like a month...Hostel. Anyways, at like 11am we went to Bok Ho and I love Sweet 'N Sour Chicken and Wonton Soup and I want more Chinese food now. We were the only people at Bok Ho, probably because it's 11am on a Saturday morning and we're the weird fucks who haven't slept yet and are eating a chinese food dinner in the morning. And then the movie started at 12:35 and we were the ONLY ones in the theater watching Hostel.

My boyfriend was being a total rebel and lit up a cigarette right in the middle of the movie theater. He looked up, and all his smoke was entirely too visible because of the projector. But it looked pretty cool. It looked like clouds were in the theater. So, then realizing that it was noticable if I worker came in...he walked down the isle to the exit door and smoked out there.

While he was watching the movie, he didn't like it at all. He didn't want to see it either. But then after the movie, he kept thinking about it and ended up liking it. Sweet. It was really fucked up. Like, the images and all that are fucked up, but the actual plotline is fucked up. I'm not going to ruin it for those of you who haven't seen it yet, but when you do, the two things you'll be asking yourself is "Who the fuck comes up with an idea like that?" and "Does that really happen in the world?"

And it really annoys me how this one girl who used to be my friend tries to become friends with all my ex-boyfriends...I really just want to hit her.

It's official...I'm Cody's fashion advisor.

I get to make my first shirt, skirt, and pants. Sah-weeeeeeeet. My skirt is going to be so entirely kick ass. I don't really care about the shirt and pants cuz the pattern we have to use is gross. I can't wait to learn pattern drafting, I'll make my own fucking patterns and say fuck McCall's.

My dad met Paris Hilton. I didn't think that was very fair.

And I really can't wait for this quarter to be over and I make the Dean's List cuz then I get to go shopping with my mom's money.

So, because I haven't really been a faithful, loyal LJer, I haven't really read what's been up with you guys...so let me know whats up.

Thu, 26 Jan 2006 22:11:51 GMT

Look around your world, pretty baby.
Is it everything you hoped it'd be?

Yes. More than I hoped it'd be.

Sun, 08 Jan 2006 18:07:53 GMT

I woke up this morning. Watched Ren & Stimpy. Went tanning.

Got pulled over for my brake lights.
I guess my left and center brake lights are out.
Oh joy.

But I ended up getting 2 tickets, because, well, my license is no where to be found.

That blows.
But I have 20 days to get my brake lights fixed and find my license or get a new one, then I just gotta go to the court and show that my brake lights are fixed and show the lovely court that I do, in fact, have my license and both tickets will be dismissed.

I don't know if I should feel lucky that both tickets are dismissable or if I should feel unlucky because the cop decided to pull me over without my license on me, which I have on me all the time except for the time when I actually need it...

Uh huh.

Sun, 08 Jan 2006 07:10:38 GMT

I thought this was really cute....it happened a few days ago.

ME: *driving to my Aunt's house to babysit* Wanna come over?
B (my boyfriend): No, kids make me crabby.
ME: haha. How many kids do you want?
B: 4.
ME: I feel bad for your wife then.
B: Oh, I thought I was talking to her.

I thought that was really cute. Sorry. :-p I love my boyfriend. He's amazingly wonderful and the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. I do think I'm going to marry him.

The post that has no point.

Fri, 06 Jan 2006 15:18:44 GMT

I had orientation at school yesterday. Woohoo...It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. I'm glad I have a student loan to pay for my books, kits, etc. because uhm...that costed $550 for books/kits ALONE. For 4 classes. That's all. 4 texbooks, 3 kits of some sort.

The Librarian lady was absolutely adorable. I just wanted to give her a hug. I don't know why, but I was tempted. But don't worry, I didn't. I probably would have been kicked out of the school or something, cuz I guess if some stranger just came and hugged me, I'd be a little creeped out too. But, you know how when you see this adorable old lady, or even an adorable old man, all you can do is smile and wanna hug her/him and be like "Awww, you're so cute." Yeah. I was there yesterday.

I wasn't expecting the line to get your I.D. to take as long as it did. One of the security guards were taking the pictures and printing out the I.D. cards and no offense, the guy was nice, but it takes him for ever to punch a key on the keyboard. He was one of those finger-twirling typers. You know, the ones who twirl their index finger around over the keyboard multiple times until they find the key they're look for? Yeah. One of those.

And yesterday morning, I woke up cigarette-less because my lovely little sister took my last cigarette. See, the problem with this is that she didn't just take a cigarette, she took THE LAST CIGARETTE. But for those of you who are smokers, or know smokers, you don't fuck with a smoker's last cigarette, ok? It's just not cool, man. We get furious over that kind of stuff. Like, violent. And my boyfriend was with me like all day, and eventually because I was money-less and cigarette-less, I got pretty fucking pissed off. I can't go too long without a cigarette, or should I say, knowing I don't have a cigarette. See, I can go a while without a cigarette as long as I know that I have them, but just knowing I don't have a single cigarette puts me in the worst mood anyone will probably ever see me be in. I'll be kicking things, crying, getting snappy, bitchy, etc. etc. Lovely. Anyways, my boyfriend eventually had to put up with me in that mood, and he had his arms all wrapped around me, holding me, while I was having a complete bitch-fit, and he was like "I love you so much. You drive me crazy sometimes, but I love you." and I looked at him all pissed off with tears in my eyes and I was like "I drive myself crazy." and he started laughing and gave me a kiss on the forehead and wiped my tears away. If I wasn't so pissed off, I probably would have laughed too.

He's the first guy to actually recognize and see my bipolar disorder...and he says he loves it. He likes that I'm not the same person every single day. I'm constantly changing, and I think anyone who knows me well has observed this already. But I like changing. Cuz staying the same is just so...typical.

I'm chugging down an average of 7 cups of coffee a day. And lately, since I've had some sort of money, I've been stopping at Caribou and/or Starbucks multiple times a day. And with an hour between my classes every night, I'll be stopping at a coffee house somewhere. I'm pretty familiar with the area of my school, since it's not horribly far from my house, like...8 miles, but it's much more congested then my city, and I'm impatient, I never really tried to find some quick stop-and-go coffee house around there. But I need to. Being at school from 5:45pm to 11:45pm Monday through Thursday is going to take a toll, especially since I'm going to have to be working full-time during the day. Ok, I just found a Starbucks that's 2.44 miles away. Hello, skim vanilla latte's!

I gotta apply at Tim Horton's either later tonight or tomorrow. And if I work there...free coffee.

I exercised last night. Can you believe it? I can, only because I'm sore. I really should keep up this time, cuz you know, now that I'm having to drop my social life, for the most part, I'll have plenty of alone time. I'm going to try. I'm not going to say I'm going to stick to it for sure, because, if I said that, and I didn't, I'd definately be setting myself up for future failure. So I'll stick with I'll try until I lose like...5047504359043 more pounds. But I've come this far in losing weight, I really shouldn't stop now, no?

I slept for 56 minutes last night. I'm tired.

I've said a lot. Maybe too much. Chao.

Wed, 28 Dec 2005 12:13:45 GMT

No truer words have ever been spoken. I'm being totally serious here. A fair warning to all you out-of-towners...my remarks are italicized, baby.
Welcome To Detroit Bitches,hold on to your hats and get out your shotguns
Driving Tips for our 2006 Superbowl Guests:
1. First, you must learn to pronounce the city name. It's Di-troit, NOT DEE-troit. If you pronounce it DEE-Troit then we will assume you are from Toledo and here for the country music hoe-down.
And trust me, there is a country music hoe-down. And it's actually fun....but...get the damn name right.

2. Forget the traffic rules you learned elsewhere. Detroit has its own version of traffic rules... Hold on and pray!
Totally not kidding you with this one. We are the motor city, we invented cars, we invented driving, almost all of us are naturals at driving insanely and doing good with it...it's just those of us who aren't too coordinated with talking on our cell phones, eating, talking, smoking, changing the radio station, and still driving all at the same time that make the rest of us look bad. I know I can do it well. But no, seriously, fasten your seat belt and grab on to your "oh shit!" handle..you're gonna need it.

3. The morning rush hour is from 6:00am to 10:00am. The evening rush hour is from 3:00pm to 7:00pm. Friday's rush hour starts Thursday morning. Weekends are open game.
True-dat. Once it's thursday morning, you're going to be stuck in traffic until 10:30am the following Monday. If you don't like it, too bad.

4. If you actually stop at a yellow light, you will be rear-ended, cussed out and possibly shot. If you're first off the starting line when the light turns green, count to five before going. This will avoid getting in the way of cross-traffic who just ran their yellow light to keep from getting shot.
This is so true. Maybe not the getting shot part in the suburbs, but it's definately true for actual Detroit, but uh...even in the suburbs, you're gonna get rear-ended, cussed out, and hell, every now and then you'll see someone so seriously pissed they'll get out of their car to bitch you out.

5. Schoenherr can ONLY be properly pronounced by a native of the Detroit metro area. That goes for Gratiot too.
This is for real. Trent called Schoenherr "Skahoener." It's pronounced "SHAY-NER" and Gratoit is not "gray-toyt", it's "grasch-shit". Capeesh?

6. Construction and renovation on I-94,I-96, I-75, I-275, I-375, The Lodge and The Southfield Freeways
are a way of life. Just deal with it.
Been there. Done that. It sucks, but eventually, you learn to fly through traffic due to construction. It's everywhere, even off the major freeways, just about every main road has construction two or three times a year.

7. If someone actually has their turn signal on, it is probably a factory defect or they are "out-of-towners."
This one is a little bit blown out of proportions, we really only use our turn signals when we're paranoid. Cuz we've all been fucked with by some mean ass cops.

8. All old men with white hair wearing a hat have total right-of-way.
Kind of, sort of. What "right-of-way" really means in this statement is that all old men with white hair, hat or no hat, are going to get passed up real fast, and we won't feel guilty about it. We'll probably even honk and flip the bird.

9. The minimum acceptable speed on I-696 is 85 regardless of the posted speeds. Anything less is considered downright SISSY. Oh, and don't even think of allowing more than one car length between cars!
Sooooooo true. That's all I gotta say. I've gotten to 105mph on 696, and could have gone faster if my car wasn't so...er..lovely.

10. That attractive wrought iron on the windows and doors in Detroit is NOT ornamental. DO NOT get out of your car.
Don't. Seriously, don't. It's not up there for decoration. It's not up there to keep the kids and pets inside. It's there to keep the robbers and in some, ok, a lot, of instances, murderers, out. But they're not that protective...if a person can't rob or kill, you bet your ass they're gonna set your house on fire.

11. Never stare at the driver of the car with the bumper sticker that reads "Keep honking, I'm reloading."
haha. Don't.

12. If you are in the left lane, and only going 70 in a 60 mph zone, people are not waving 'because
they are so friendly in Detroit. I would suggest you duck.
We're not friendly when it comes to driving. We're assholes. We're proud. We're impatient. We're stubborn, and if you don't wanna do 85, no matter what the fucking sign says, cuz we really don't give a fuck, you're gonna at least get your ass chewed out...probably more.

13. I-275/I-696 is our daily version of NASCAR.
It's better than NASCAR. I promise. Why? Cuz we get to drive on it.

14. It's not M-10, it's "the Lodge".
For real. The only reason I know it's M-10 is cuz of the signs. All mentions of "M-10" are referred to as "The Lodge".

15. That's not a lake, it's a pothole.
So true. A lot of people's tires have gotten really fucked up because of potholes. Especially on Hayes and shit...fuck, dude.

16. If someone tells you it's on Outer Drive, you better hope you have a map.
Bring a map. It's confusing. Even Metro Detroit Natives, like myself, get fucking confused.

17. The left turn is simple If you want to turn left, go a 1/4 of a mile past your turn, get to the left, then make a left, then make a right. NOW you have gone left.
It's called a Michigan Left for a reason. They get annoying as hell though, when you need to turn around like 10 times to get to where you wanna go. Fuck.

That was complete honesty.

In the past 12 hours, I've had a large Caramel High-Rise from Caribou Coffee, and 3 Venti Vanilla Latte's from Starbucks. $15 giftcard to Starbucks? GONE.

I am tired though. Had a long, very fun, but exhausting night.

Happy Merry Chrismahanukwanzakah to you!

Sun, 25 Dec 2005 19:04:58 GMT

I hope Santa was good to you all!!

I got....
FROM MOM/RANDY
...Mukluk boots
...retro stars/unicorn hoodie from Forever 21.
...Green striped tunic from Forever 21.
...Black layering tank from Wet Seal.
...Brown layering tank from Wet Seal.
...White layering thank from Wet Seal.
...Brown hoodie-shirt from Wet Seal.
..."Good girls go to Heaven, Bad girls go to Vegas" brown babydoll from Charlotte Russe.
..."Rock 'N Roll" heart design thinger brown babydoll from Charlotte Russe.
...Unlimited month tanning package

FROM BRITTANY
...long-sleeve "I ♥ NY" shirt.

FROM MIRANDA
...Brown beaded shirt from AE.
...The same car freshener that she has that I'm in love with.

FROM STEVIE
...Black Raspberry Vanilla body lotion from Bath & Body Works.

FROM ADAM
...$15...which ended up being 3 day's worth of Caribou Coffee's Caramel High-Rise

FROM THE BOYFRIEND
...fleece Charlie and The Chocolate Factory blanket.
...14K White Gold dangle earrings.

FROM THE BOYFRIEND'S FAMILY
...bath set from Crabtree & Evelynn.
...Candle and some yummy lotion.

FROM GRANDMA AND GRANDPA AYOTTE
..."E" initial silver necklace from Jared Jewelers.

FROM DAD
...White Sweater Duster from JcPenny.
..."Give Love" shirt from AE
...Half-hoodie from AE.
...Brown henley shirt from AE.
...$15 giftcard to Starbucks.
...$10 giftcard to Olive Garden.
...$10 giftcard to Corner Bakery Cafe.
...A TAMAGOTCHI!
...One of those wave scramblers and internal antennaes.
...Perfume of some sort.
...Another car freshener...vanilla...mmmm.

FROM NANA AND PAPA IN FLORIDA
...$75...don't know what this will be yet...at least one pair of leggings and a jean skirt, fo' sho', and at least $25 is going to go on my Caribou card.
...Victoria's Secret "Amber Romance" body spray and lotion.

FROM AUNT JANET AND UNCLE DUANE
...$10...which ended up being gas.

FROM AUNT DEBBIE AND UNCLE RICK
...$10...which ended up being gas and a pack of cigarettes.

FROM NANA AND PAPA
...$50...which will end up being 3 pairs of legwarmers and these ballet flats as soon as I get to order them....

THE "GAG" GIFT THAT WE DO EVERY YEAR...
..."Let's Go Fishing" game, which I'll probably end up playing anyway, or give to my boyfriend's nephew, Isiah, cuz he's way cute.

I gotta go to my Aunt Trisha's house later, so I might make out with more than listed, but if not, that's totally cool too, because I'm content and happy. :)

Let me know what y'all got. Merry Christmas! :)

Uhm...yeah.

Sat, 17 Dec 2005 03:02:11 GMT

So, Adam came home yesterday. I'm oh so very happy. He's gotta leave on January 2nd, so I've got like 2 weeks with him, so I'll be livin' it up. Anyways, we went to Tonic Night Club last night. It was really fun, fo' sho'. Miranda and I know this one guy named Casey who comes to Tonic all the mother fuckin' time, and he's sweet as hell, and we seen him last night. I went with Adam, Miranda, Matt, and Dave and then a bunch of other people met us up there. Anyways, everyone is drunk as hell except for me, and we're all dancing and stuff, and I was dancing with Dave, and Dave is a nice boy, but I have a boyfriend, so we were dancing, he was really drunk, and he kept trying to suck on my ear and shit, and I kept pulling away, eventually I got sick of it and I told him that he needed to stop. I love my boyfriend, thankyouverymuch.

We left the club at like 2:30, and Miranda is all drunk and now she's all hungry, so we all went to National Coney Island, and my boyfriend was working, and it was funny because I kept freakin' slippin'. I'm sorry, I didn't wear my damn tennis shoes, my dress shoes don't have much damn traction. It sucked. But it was funny too. haha.

So then Miranda dropped me off at my car, and I was gonna take it to her house, and then when my boyfriend got off of work, I'd go over to his house. Well, that changed a little bit. Miranda did drop me off at my car. I opened my car door, went to shut it, and the mother fucker wouldn't shut. It's done that fucking shit before, but I can usually fix it without too much of an issue, oh no, not last night. I was outside at 3:30 in the morning till 5:00 in the morning trying to get that fucking door to be able to shut. But it wouldn't. I don't know the technical terminology or anything, but maybe if you look at your car door, you'll see what I'm talking about....there's the little latch thing that opens and shuts your door, it's this metal thing and when you open it, it lifts up, and when you shut it, it closes down so that your door doesn't just randomly fly open. Well, the issue with this latch thingy on my car is that I opened my car door, then after the car door was open, it closed down, and stayed down and it's not fucking moving. Normally, I can just take a butter knife or something and it'll lift back up and all will be well, but not now. I don't know the status on it as of right now though, cuz I'm at my Aunt's house. Anyways....

So, my boyfriend calls me at like 4:45am and I ask him if he can come over and help me with my door, and being the lovely boyfriend he is, he tried helping me. But this thing just won't fucking work, damnit. So, we gave up and drove back to his house and I stayed the night there. He had a really shitty night and was telling me about it, and I feel really bad. There's some shit going on and I so totally wish there was something I could do. But anyways, so we watched Sin City and stuff and I fell asleep at like 6:30am (yeah, I was up for 23 1/2 hours, you bet your ass I was, and still am tired) and then had to get up again at 9am to babysit at 9:30.

And now here's where I get really heartbroken....
Me and my boyfriend are about to leave to go to my Aunt's house when his landlord just walks into the house yelling "Hey, Dave!".
Before I get into the rest of the story, here's a brief little background...my boyfriend's mom died of cancer when we were in 9th grade. He has lived with his sister ever since, but his sister got evicted from their townhouse/apartment thing and moved into a trailor, my boyfriend couldn't go with her for some reason, so he moved in with his next door neighbors, which is Dave and his mom Linda, for $100 a month. So now you know enough to go on...
So, like I said, the landlord, whose name is George, literallly just WALKS into the house. Can landlords do that? Don't they have to knock, too? But, anyways, B and I were about to walk out and George starts talking to B and this is how the conversation went...or close to it...
George: You're not even allowed to be here.
B: Uh...why not?
George: Because you got evicted and owe me money.
B: No, my sister got evicted and owes you money.
George: You lived with her, you owe me money.
B: I did live with her, but I don't owe you money.
George: You're not allowed to be here, if I see your car here one more time, I'll do everything in my power to tow it. And if you continue to stay here, I'll kick Dave and Linda out, too.

Yeah, it was a little more heated and dramatic than that, but I'm just touching the basics here. So anyways....are landlords allowed to do that?!?!?!? I mean, if it's not my boyfriend that actually owes money, then the landlord can't do shit, right? And what's my boyfriend supposed to do now? I feel so bad. So insanely bad. I wish I could help him. I know for a fact that I'm going to be there for him no matter what, but I really wish there was something more than I could do. He wasn't crying, but I was damn near ready to cry for him. I know he's really upset about that and all the other shit going on, and I am too. I want to be able to help him. He's a great guy and doesn't deserve all this stupid ass bullshit.

I don't know what to do. I want to help him, but how? And seriously, are landlords really allowed to do that?

I've been babysitting since 9:30am, and I'll be "done" babysitting at 10:30pm, but I'm spending the night because I gotta babysit at 6:30am anyway, so it's pointless to drive all the way home and then back out here in the morning, and it's not like I'm going out tonight anyways because I'm dead fucking tired. So yeah...I'm done, I think.

Can I get it in the morning...

Thu, 15 Dec 2005 13:40:51 GMT

OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! My brother is home from the Marines! FINALLY! Y'all have no idea how entirely excited I am! I haven't seen him since June! That's a long time.

My "Adam coming home" plan kind of fell through though. But's totally ok because HE'S HOME!

Me, Adam, and Miranda and then a shitload of our friends are going to the club to celebrate tonight. It's going to kick some serious ass. My boyfriend isn't going though, because he has to work. That totally sucks but oh well. He's lucky I like to dance with girls more than boys. haha. Really though, I know he doesn't like to dance, but if he would just go to the club with me, he wouldn't have to dance really, I just want someone to dance on.

In other news, I have this huge hickey on my neck. Both of us are wondering how the hell he gave me this, because uhm, it's seriously gigantanormous. It's like....5 inches long and 2 inches wide and I'm just insanely thankful that I traightened my hair before I went over his house the other day. haha.

But I think that I'm going to go back to bed so I can be all energetic for tonight and stuff.