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There's no excuse. No excuse anymore for me to worry about anything.
I feel as though there's a weight lifted off my shoulders, and now i don't have to stress the what if so-so ran my bill up.

I'm feeling:
relieved relieved
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I know the bands have little to do with what they offer, meet and greet  and early entry wise, and how much of a rip off shit is... but it just pisses me off that people are able to PAY to get a meet and greet... anywhere from an extra 95-115 dollars. Getting an autographed laminate, getting to skip the line... ahead of those kids who wait from 5:30am for a show that doors don't open til 6pm.

Just pisses me off, although I would have went had it been closer, i would've punched someone's lights out if they just walked around flashing their laminate acting all high and mighty.  Believe me, i'm not exaggerating... there will be people doing this, there always is... and they're going to arrive about 2 hours-30 mins before doors.

People just wanting to make money i guess. With 100 OCKS getting early entry and meet and greet, then these VIP packages... it's not going to be worth a quick "hi" to everyone while getting things signed, then staying in line for the next round of pics (with 4-6 other strangers) with the band.

I've met this particular band at meet and greets that i've won twice now, and a third time isn't going to make it any different.  We aren't going to be buddies, although I know their names they have no idea what mine is, or who i am.  Nor would I expect them to remember it.  Most meet and greets are very rushed.

I would love to go to a couple band's acoustic sets at certain hot topic stores.  That would be awesome!  Sadly, not many bands stop in Arkansas besides huge venues of course, but even then they are occasional.

Just a thought.  Bitching ends here.

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Things have changed for me, and that's perfect.  Perfect.  I needed this kind of semi-major change.  It's not a new car, but i'm finally able to fix mine to TIP TOP shape.  And get my credit back in line. =)

I'm lucky, and I'm grateful for it.  I think I will in fact go to the concert in memphis.  By that time i'll be able to find someone else to go with me.  Thing is... it's on a wednesday.  But it's only like 4 hours away... so it's not that bad.

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funny how the simplest things can inspire you, especially from the most unexpected sources.
i finally went and got an oil change today, apparently my car loves me so now.  =)

I'm off work today, so i'm going to try and clean my room in its entirety, and rearrange stuff.  I've got too much furnature in my room, and not enough space to live, and work. heh.

I'm thinking about buying a desk chair, and a small work desk, just big enough for a notebook and my laptop computer.

I've decided i'm going to keep the guitar picks, maybe someday someone can teach meh. =)
And the hoodie... i'm going to keep that one too.  it says (give love, then take it away) and has a red heart patch stitched on the inside of the left side of the zipper.  it reads... always. too bad it's white, but all the better to not wear it all the time and get it all ripped, and such.

it's my second clan hoodie i've bought.  too bad i lost the jack hoodie.

it sounds like freezing rain outside, i thought maybe something was crackling, but then i stopped typing and looked outside.
heh.

anyways,
<3 you.

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hehe.  whether i'm overweight, average, skinny, or any weight... there is always going to be names for every one of every size.
rollie pollie...
anerexic...
fat...
slutty...
druggie...
etc.
everyone seems to adopt and impliment a new name for everyone based on their opinions of how other people look.
you can't please everyone all the time.
even "positive" names like...
hot...
sexy...
foxy...
yummy...
can be offensive, especially if meant or said in a degrading or ignorant way.

Please remember that guise... it's not nice to swear, and call people ignorant names.  That's just immature.
 

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I'm not shit, i'm not a liar... i might be a tad bit childish... but i'm not immature.  I'm amused by the simple things, and since they don't want to be civil and talk diplomaticly... i'm not open for discussion... either way.  I go out of my way to avoid arguements, to work behind the scenes... fixing stuff, and cleaning stuff... and am just fine not getting the credit for it.  Because that's just who i am.  God... i wish we still lived in that house in Barnstable... just the house... by the lake.  not the driveway.  i would take the yard.  That house was beautiful... but it was so huge that i couldn't clean the whole thing.  It had a huge basement with two rooms, a bathroom, and a kitchen!  And beautiful huge sliding living room windows that overlooked the huge porch... and the lake.  That house anywhere but there... it was beautiful. But the kitchen was too small.  I definately would change that!!  I want a huge kitchen, with those stackable ovens that they have on those cooking shows.  With plenty of counter space, cabinet space, and nice bowl, pot, pan, and serving set.

If i sketch any in the near future, i'll post. =)
Ta ta for now. Dah-lings.

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Today was pretty much uneventful.  But i did learn something today, and that's always a good thing!

I learned what Clamato was, and what it is used for.  Now for the sharing of the knowledge...
Clamato is a tomato cocktail, that is mixed with beer.  That way the beer doesn't dehydrate you.  This guy in the army who was stationed in the desert ages ago (he says he was my age at the time) told me that him and his buddies used to mix beer and Clamato back in the california desert to stay hydrated and have a good time.  How awesome is that?  Even when he totally didn't have to tell me, he was so nice about it and started to retell his experience in the army and was probably delighted that he could tell (anybody) all about when he was in the army.  I just smiled, and listened.  It was really interesting.

Picked up a bunch of groceries and only spent about 57 bucks.  Definately a good thing.  I knew it would go over 55 but under 60.
Darlene told me about his Blue Plate Mayo, and said it was awesome.  If i don't like it i'ma tell her... "hey woman, i tried that mayo and it just doesn't do it for me."  hahha. "i think i'll stick with my tangy-zip."

I just heard a "stomp out bullying" commercial with Jo-jo (the singer).  It was funnah.

Ooooh.  I also counceled my brother, and offered advice for his issues.  He has yet to clean, but i think i helped his confidence a bit.
Cool Beans.

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hiding in suits,
sliding down chutes,
playing with fire,
evading barbwire
Duck under the car we go.
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Call it gym, P.E., recess, or pure hell, most people have participated in a class at school that focused on games and athletics. What sport or game did you hate the most when you were a kid? What sport or game was your favorite?


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I freaking hated that for our "final" grade for PE was based on how fast you ran a mile around the track.  I'm totally not athletic in the least, i prefer stationary bikes, and elipticals to treadmills and running.

My favorite game was kickball, only cause it was hilarious playing it inside the gym seeing people kick the ball almost knocking the lights at the top, getting ready to book ass away if it fell, so i wouldn't get a shard of glass in my eye, or leg or something.
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so much for tht writing streak.  no joke... iwanna crawl into a cave and just sit there. with a blanket and pillow of course.
i shut off my MS snd cell phone... cause i get bitched out on my VM.

maybe sm1 will wrry bout me then thnk i got in a wreck or smthn.  i kno theyd be at my funeral.

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i think i should start a... what i was doing at 11:11pm since I seem to ALWAYS look at my clock at that time.
and whether i made a wish.

I will start with tonight...

11/23
Just got in my car, and turned on the radio, looked down at phone (11:11).
No wish.  (i felt like i didn't deserve a wish/couldn't think of anything worth wishing for).

because you have from that moment till 11:12 which could be anywhere from a second or two, or fifty something seconds to instantaniously wish for something... heh.
we'll see tomorrow.  I'm off tomorrow night. =)

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Wondering the streets, in a world underneath it all
Nothing seems to be, nothing tastes as sweet
As what I can't have
Like you and the way that you're twisting your hair
round your finger
Tonight I'm not afraid to tell you
What I feel about you.

I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have
and cannon ball into the water
I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have
For you I will
For you I will

Forgive me if I st-stutter
From all of the clutter in my head
Cuz I could fall asleep in those eyes
Like a water bed
Do I seem familiar, I've crossed you in hallways
a thousand times, no more camouflage
I want to be exposed, and not be afraid to fall.

I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have
And cannon ball into the water
I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have
For you I will
You always want what you can't have
But I've got to try
I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have
For you I will
For you I will
For you I will
For you

If I could dim the lights in the mall
And create a mood I would
Shout out your name so it echoes in every room
Yeah, that's what I'd do

I love this song more than you can imagine.
I got a really sweet deal on my TG cd Saturday at Hastings.
It's my 4th favorite cd ever.  Fo reel.

For some people, I seem distant and aloof.  I understand how I may seem that way.
I have the most curious mind you'd ever meet/encounter... which is basically why I want to know everything about... well... most everything.

I told CL about me not being "as qualified" as BB, therefore not becoming HS.  Yeahhh....
"Describe a time when you went out of your way to help someone."
I can't answer those types of questions... I can't pinpoint when a customer gave me trouble, the situation, and what I did to resolve it...
I'm not the type of person to dwell on that stuff, if it happens... i deal with it and go on.
"Describe a time when you had a deadline to meet, and had to rush things along.  What suffered as a result?"

I like to keep things to myself, and I pride myself on the fact that a lot of people don't know me that well.  Like I wouldn't tell someone that there is a guy that comes in wm all the time, he reminds me so much of my SD.  (My SD passed before my hs graduation).  It makes my day to be his cashier, and get that smile, and Thank You.
You really don't know what you have till you lose it, or leave it.

I've had the best week in a while. =)  It will only be better when I get my headphone adapter!
I won Colton's christmas pressie, lost sarah's christmas pressie, but i'll think of something else for her.
Anyways, I'm going to blink around... and then prolly fall asleep.  <33

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Although I considered making this a private entry, it really doesn't matter, as no one reads my lj.
Which, I'm perfectly fine with that.

Today, I managed a whole 3.5 hours of sleep before work.  Miraciously though, I wasn't tired at all... I think it was the coldness outside that really woke me up.  I worked... went to break... then worked the rest of my shift.  It was warm outside! So I didn't notice till i got to my car that i left my hoodie in the break room, and vowed to go back later to retrieve it (since of course, I'm off work tomorrow).
As you've might of guessed... I definately didn't make it back there tonight.

Anyways, after I got off work I swung by sonic (since of course it was Happy Hour), and then headed home.  I was out like the lightbulb on my cash register (haha) in a matter of minutes.
Completely forgot to call UEI, and therefore will have to do it in the morning... ugh.
Woke up, watched jeff dunham's christmas special (hilarious!), then plopped down on my bed updating my livejournal, and actually going to MS and FB.
I'm hungry again... and i'm off to find something to cook.  <3's.

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What a day!  I know this has become more of an actual daily habit for me... posting entries on here.  So in that sense, it only makes sense that i would continue this for as long as i remember to.

Today I awoke around 7ish... my mom had to go drop off her blazer to get this "sound" she keeps hearing (which is actually the second attempt to fix this series of "sounds" this week) fixed/looked at. The guy decided that the sound was coming from the Catalyac Converter (something to do with the exhaust), and he could either replace the "CC" or "straight-pipe it".  He ended up "straight-pipe"-ing it and called mom around 2 and told her that she can go pick it up anytime, and then come back next week and pay him. She went back to sleep and so did i, and i awoke around 5ish... And long story short... picked up her blazer, swung by sw, then wm, and headed home to argue with mom and my brother.

that's my story so far today.  The only thing i plan on doing tonight besides finding stuff to read on here... is hooking the ps2 up in my room, and maybe doing some laundry.

my life's not THAT interesting, but whatev.
melt your headaches, call it home.

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I should be staying off the internet, as i told myself (and my status's on facebook and myspace).  But I do not have a library, nor do i live in a mansion.  Oh i wish!  I wish i had a "book" that i could open the covers, and read the pages, and then press a little button on the bottom to go to the next set of pages. so i would never have to turn a page.  it would make a great bookmark, and a setting as to where you left off reading.  Any book you wanted, instantly. doesn't matter about the number of pages.  would be light, and could possibly be expanded with textbooks, chapters, and indexes.

I will keep dreaming, and keep thinking about these ideas.  BECAUSE "An idea is only relivant if it is thought upon."

As for work, i've honestly NEVER been happier!  I missed my job so much.  I actually think I wouldn't accept a "hs" job, because i'd never be on a register... interacting, talking, and having random conversations about yummy refridgerated pickles!  I would secondary, but that's it. (besides, they run their asses off)

I feel like i never left.  Of course my back needs to get used to it again, but otherwise i'm as chipper as a Ripe Tomato.

I need to get some new pants.  And those registers need to stop biting holes in my shirts!
I need to get new shirts, and ribbed tanks as well.  My brother ruins a lot of my clothes.

The past few days i've gotten up at 5ish am... Well tonight, i didn't get home till nearly 10pm.  Made dinner.  Yummy spaghetti and potato toast.  Believe me... it was SO good.
I wish i could cook for more than just me (and the family).  I think that's what i'm going to do for the thanksgiving potluck or christmas potluck at work!

There's two three things that i'm going to be saving up for...  A new computer (desktop). Nikon CoolPix S60.  Folie A Deux preorder.  (in priority of 2, 3, and 1).

I'm so tired!  For serious!  Nighties!


I'm feeling:
tired tired
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wowsa.

since last time i posted... a lot has happened, so let's just revert to june, k?

as far as work goes. i feel like this little stint has just made me revert back to june with a bit of insight!

I was missed, appreciated, and i feel like it was worth this whole leaving then coming back. I've never felt so welcomed, and warmed as i did yesterday. everyone loved hearing that i was coming back, i may be a "return" but i think it was worth it to feel appreciated. that motivates a lot of things that i do now a days. even if i have to "start over again." At least benefits, and discount card wise. I felt cheated that i didn't get THIS first day experience in Jonesboro!

<33 Trish.

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Im so tired.
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reality bites.

i wish i could trade lives for a day.

that would either make the other person's day or... well it couldn't be worse than someone elses life. i wouldn't mind getting the short end of the stick for a day.

i just want to do something different for the experience, and perception.

it's not that i don't appreciate my life... i do, fully.

i just feel like... my situation limits me on where i can go, and what i can do...

being laid-off sucks monkey balls.

but i am spending my money on a getaway planned for october.

i don't know if i want to accept the truth... maybe it's more like that.

and my other friend...

i went over his house the other day...
it disgusted me.
and he complained that his girlfriend called a lot just for no reason...
i honestly felt bad for his gf...
i think they're only together because she puts out.
thats why i'm never going out with him... because i refuse to feel like i'm being used to be coaxed into that.

(i know this is horrible... but i want someone with a nice smile...)

i always feel bad for being picky about guys, but i figure the right one will come around... right?
i don't ask for much... =)

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As of my life and attitude right now plus 5-7 years.

I know i'm never probably not going to get married.

I think in terms of boundaries and limits.  It's just how i think. I need to come up with a logical explaination for everything.
When it comes to creativity, it's pretty hard to be creative in a box.  This I need to work on.

I know a lot about myself, i'm pretty much the typist for my autobiography, with my own "version" of how I see my life and everyone in it.

Sometimes though, I choose to not see certain things about myself that everyone else sees and notices.

I'm independant, I don't like to rely on other people.
I don't like to explain myself either.
I don't like to explain why i think a certain way either.

i do like when things go the way they're planned.
i do like to have a little push to get me going down the dip, and up the next hill.
i don't like to be clingy.

unfortunately, i like to push people away.
it's those that don't go away that i heart.
i like to tell tiny white lies.
sometimes they turn into big white lies.
my subconcious doesn't let me get out of guilt that easily.

i like for everything to go smoothly, and i know how to tell people what they like to hear.
i emerge a leader, because i can keep everything cool and collected in hectic times, but i'm usually not the leader of the pack from the start.
i like for everyone to be equals, because i don't think of myself any better than anyone else.

i'm pretty lucky, and i know how to be persuasive and get what i want.
for being a procrastinator, i consider myself an organized and planned procrastinator... but that sounds almost oxymoron-ish.

i'm quite optimistic, and i love to listen, talk, and enjoy the company of my friends.
it's pretty hard to earn my trust, but if you break my trust after earning it, it's nearly impossible to ever re-gain it past a certain extent.

I'm a muse.  I've inspired my own, and others creative endevors.
Not so much my own.

I have a photographic memory.
when i picture something in my mind, it's usually in a video-type sequence, and all the details are apparent-- down to the floor tile design.
i can see shapes and images in my surroundings.
if you can't tell by now, i'm completely detail-oriented, and i'm quite the perfectionist.

i've been known to work hours on a picture pixels by pixels to make sure there was no jagged edges, and everything was rounded.
i get spur of the moment creative ideas.

I love music, everything about it.
every thought that went into every aspect of the songs...
the words, the message it's trying to convey, or the story it's telling, or the lesson learned.
it conveys a story carried by emotions, from the beginning to the end.
and uses wonderful similies, and presents it in a way that you understand the degree of the emotion.

Update from:
Home.
I'm feeling:
gloomy gloomy
Currently Jamming to:
That Green Gentleman by Panic At The Disco
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