Life's Little Moments

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Ok, I'm a slacker

Alright, Bloggies, a lot of stuff has happened since I last wrote (Not that anyone reads this, except Seester, who was either there when most of aforementioned "stuff" happened or I've already told her). I have, in the past month or so, started school, started my new job, moved from one shitty apartment to another shitty apartment, gone camping, and seen my wonderful friend Kate get married, in roughly that order. So, to get y'all up to speed, I'll work forward from the oldest event.

School is going really well. I'm presently a Psychology major and need to decide if that's what I want my piece of paper to say, or if I need to switch (for the last gorram time) to what I actually want it to say.
The computer class I'm taking is laughably easy. The lady 'teaching' it keeps calling the Internet the "Web", which pisses me off more than is rational. She was talking today about the word Internet and said "It comes from 'Inter', which means 'like a bunch of computers linked together' and.... so yeah, it's the internet." Not kidding, people. That was her definition of the internet. Funny, sad, and bodes well for test purposes.
I'm also taking History since 1865, which is ok and I think I will do well, it's just a lot of notes, a lot of studying and a lot of memorizing shit that I don't care about. The class would be FAR more bearable were it not for the REALLY awkward kid who sits in the front row. He mumbles, in low tones, to himself.... often. And, when he does think of something that he deems necessary for the rest of us to hear, he effeminately raises his hand, stutters and awkwardly chuckles to himself so much that the professor ALWAYS has to have him repeat himself. Then we get to live through the shared awkwardness of this guy trying to be clever a second time. End. Self.
My Economics class is about as challenging as my computer class. The heavily accented Chinese guy teaching it doesn't use the book and teaches solely from his powerpoint stuff. It is all online and he tells us in class what we need to know. EASY. I like.
My hardest (and ironically, most enjoyable class) is German. I'm loving the shit out of this class. I've done choir my whole life and have sung in German on multiple occasions, so the pronunciations come easily to me. I've always liked the language and the lady teaching it is from Germany, is fluent in German, French, and has a degree in Medieval Literature, and it, oh yea, BAT SHIT CRAZY! It's hilarious. The first day of class, the projector was being stupid and she got frustrated and said, "Oh, this just drives me banana!" Just one banana.... just one. I lol'ed.

Ok, job. I'm now working at a hotel. It's not bad, except that it's boring. The good think about it being boring is that it gives me time to do homework. Which rocks because I totes wouldn't just up and decide to do homework if I had ANYTHING else I could do. And I mean anything. If I had nothing else AT ALL going on and had no car and no money.... I'd probably take a shower and go to bed. Or take a nap at least. All that being said, the job is going well.

I also talked to the choir director at the college and asked if he knew of any churches that were hiring choir members. He (to my astonishment) said yes. Tonight is going to be my first night at the rehearsals, and I hope it's bearable... I could really use $175 extra a month for 3 hours a week.

Alrighty, on to apartments. I lived in a REALLY crappy apartment for the past year. The roof leaked like a sieve, I spent most of December without heat (it was 41 degrees inside my bedroom one morning when I woke up), and the apartment was about an eighth of a mile from the parking lot. The parking lot distance was good because I couldn't hear car alarms going off, or people partying in the parking lot, or gunshots (this complex was ghetto), and whatnot, but it was a pain in the ass to move things into or out of the actual apartment. The heat problem was eventually fixed but was still an antiquated system so it never worked super well. The roof. In November (about 3 months after I had moved in) we got torrential rain. I think the city ended up getting about 5 inches in a 10-14 hour period. Inside my apartment, I got 9 gallons. I know this because the sheer volume, I felt, bore measuring. They 'fixed' the roof, but it still leaked. Then they replaced the roof, and instead of succeeding in eliminating the leak, they apparently redirected it from my kitchen (where there was a handy ledge for me to put buckets, pots, and pans to catch the water) to my bed. I literally woke up one night at about 2:30 because my face was getting dripped on. This was in April. It was still leaking in August when I moved out. In addition to all this BS, the management changed about as often as a 16 year old girl changes boyfriends. In the year I was there, I got to know 5 different managers. Cierra, Kim, Steve, Kristin, and Jill. They had the combined mental ability of a pair of flip-flops. I was also promised a $100 discount on my rent on multiple occasions.... usually right before management switched again. Which meant that I didn't get my discount because these people apparently had never written it down, or cleared it with corporate, or blah blah blah. Moral of the story, if you're looking for an apartment in Wichita Falls, don't move into Park Place. You'll want to commit mass homicide within 2 months.... and you'll be cold... and possibly drowning.

I moved from that apartment to a little garage apartment I had heard about through a friend. The landlord is only charging me $225 per month plus gas and electric. By moving, I cut my rent and bills in half. Which OWNS. The only downside... there are roaches. But, I've been spraying the baseboards and being obsessively clean, and I haven't seen one in over 3 weeks! So yay!!

Camping!!!!! Chris and I went to Lake Leon over Labor Day weekend to see our friends Paul and Dondi. It was 3 solid days of drunken, lakey fun! Chris got really drunk one evening and tried to make me go get him water. His drunken sleepy bargain? "If you go get me water.... I will give you.... the gift... of pants. *feeling on my leg and noticing that I am wearing pants* ...oh, you have pants. But the you could have... Double Pants." Needless to say I was not swayed, and he had to fend for himself for water. It was tres funny. I also got quite a bit of sun (read: I came back looking mexican), which made me look really out of place at...

Kate's Wedding!!!! Seester, Chris and I went down to Austin this weekend and got to be a part of my dear friend's wedding! Seester and I were bridesmaids and she was the Maid of Honor. Here's the rundown. Thursday: Driving, hotel check in, Bachelorette party on 6th Street (drunk), sleep. Friday: Hangover, shopping, rehearsal dinner, lingerie shower (tipsy), sleep. Saturday: Hair, makeup, reception setup and flower delivery, ceremony, reception (tipsy), afterparty on 6th Street (drunk), sleep. Sunday: Hangover, brunch, driving home. It was SO MUCH FUN!!!! Kate kept saying, "Oh, girls! This is exactly how I've always wanted this to be!" Happy bride = happy weekend!

Seester had "Magic Money" (Student Load Refund Check) on Thursday so we didn't have to worry about money. The weather, though rainy, was wonderful because it wasn't a million degrees outside. Chris was there so we had an extra pair of hands to help with stuff, whether it was carrying, driving, drunkenly hailing a cab, etc. AND Trotter (Chris's old roommate from Denton) lives in Austin, so we were able to see him, too! Also, Paige (one of my favorite bartenders from Wichita) moved to Austin a few months ago and we haven't seen her since. We went into a bar on Saturday night and she was the bartender for us! It was an awesomely fun weekend, for all!*

Now you are all aware of what I've been up to for the past month or so. I've been busy, but in a good way. I still don't have internet at home, so I'm writing all of this from the student center, but it's ok. I don't work tonight and Chris decided we're going to have a date night! Movie, woohoo!!
So, my little Bloggies, I bid you all good day and hope that I get on here and do this Bloggin thing more often!

* It was a good weekend for all but Chris. Chris somehow managed to kill every piece of electronics he brought down there. iPod: waterlogged and non-functional after riding back to the hotel on his bike in a downpour. iPod Car FM Transmitter: somehow crushed in the back of Court's car in transit. Phone: Fell out of car in parking lot and was run over. We found the remains... he mourned the loss.

Monday, July 27, 2009

Dear Byog

Hey here hon,

You and I need to talk. Right now, we're just casual friend... and I want more from this relationship than that. I think we should take it to the next level. I know we haven't been together for long, but I'm ok with that, and I think you are, too. I think about you a lot... Just wanting to let you know.


Sunday, July 26, 2009


"I know you can be overwhelmed, and you can be underwhelmed.... but can you ever be just 'whelmed'?"

"I think you can in Europe..."

I applied for college yesterday. I know school starts in like 3 weeks, but better late than never, right? I hope so... because last night, I was hanging out with some of the cast from Grease, and Chris came over for a bit. He started talking about him being SO proud of me for going back to school and that he just knew that this would be the start of a great time in my life and that Mary Lynn was so excited and proud too and that my dad and sister are so excited and that I have a network of great people pushing me and supporting me in this and that I'm too damn smart to be a part time waitress and what classes are you going to take and what do you want to do with the rest of your life, etc etc. A few minutes later, I had this really, really uncomfortable feeling... and I thought, "Holy shit, I'm about to start bawling like a freakin toddler..." Well, lo and behold, the floodgates didn't exactly burst, but there was a slow steady leak for about half an hour while Chris continued to brag on me. Once he realized that he wasn't going to be able to joke it away, he said, "Sweetie, I know you're stressed, and this is a huge change in your life, but I just KNOW that you're going to get into a classroom and realize that this is what you need to do right now."

Here's the weird part to this story: WHY the hell was I crying??? At first I thought it was because I had the man I love telling me how proud of me he, and everyone important to me, are. I mean, who wouldn't cry, right? Then it hit me.

I've dropped college twice before, and now, everyone's watching me and trusting me and cheering me on... What if I screw it all up again?

That gigantic thought of self-doubt and whatnot HURT. I mean, physically hurt. So, I made up my mind last night. Here it is:
To Chris, Mary Lynn, Seester, Dad, Jeanne and everyone else, but most importantly, to me-
I'm going to finish this time. I'm going to try harder, actually study, get help when I know I need it, not overload myself, and I'm going to frakking graduate. I'm not saying it'll be by next summer or anything, but I WILL FINISH THIS TIME.


With that being said, I'm going to STOP putting off filling out my FAFSA, wrap up this pissy, emo post, and get my butt in gear.

.......but before that I want to lighten the mood a touch.

I shall regale you with a story.

...Actually, after sitting here at Atlanta Bread Company (where I must thief internets) for over 30 minutes listening to music and trying to think of a funny story, I realized that all my really funny stories are with Seester! So, instead of a story, you're going to get a ton of random picture of she and I.













I lurve you, Seester!!!!

Now, it's FAFSA time!

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

My First Blog (which includes but is not limited to a To Do List, Some Venting, and a wicked bout of Insomnia)

Ok, here's the deal. It's 3:30 a.m. and I'm thiefing internets from Atlanta Bread because I'm a broke kid who can't afford her own. I can't sleep, I watched Bride Wars earlier and it left a foul taste in my brain, and I'm being pissy. That's the rough layout here.

To Do ASPA: (in no particular order)
Learn how to tag ASPA as being an intentional misspelling for Seester
Quit Smoking
Get a damn job
Take a shower
Find a new (read. less shitty) apartment
Figure out if the guy parked about a hundred yards away is a cop

I hate waiting tables. I quit in March-ish because my other job paid quite well. I just quit that job (which I've had for about 10 years (I'm 22, if that puts it into perspective)) because my 47 year old boss has a weird/creepy crush on me. I was getting $20/hr, which was awesome for a 22 year old who doesn't have a degree, but I was having to pull WAY more than it was worth. I got to be his full time personal assistant, secretary, damage control officer (the man has the social tact of roadkill), phone book, driving buddy, employee, and the object of his awkward creepy affections. All for the bargain price of 20 bucks an hour. Plus, about half the work I did was at his UN-air conditioned shop. Let me tell you that 107 degrees outside is about 192 inside a gigantic metal building with no air circulating. Add to that the weird sexual tension and it made for a working environment about as pleasant as getting a haircut from a palsy victim the day before your wedding while listening to 14 tone deaf 7th graders singing along with all three High School Musical soundtracks.

Now, I'm looking for any job I can and waiting tables in the futile hopes of making enough money to survive the rest of the summer. Fun little sidenote: I got my electricity bill today... $152. Oh, and it's due on the 23rd. Phone bill due the 24th, $130. Rent due the 1st, $428. LIFE RULES!!

Ok, now for something less... that.


Now, isn't that better? It's an adorable little puppy, sleeping on my bosom.

And with that, I'm off to bed... I hope. G'night, all!

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