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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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hehe. whether i'm overweight, average, skinny, or any weight... there is always going to be names for every one of every size. |
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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. =) |
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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... 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. 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. |
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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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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 |
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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. |
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Although I considered making this a private entry, it really doesn't matter, as no one reads my lj. |
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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. my life's not THAT interesting, but whatev. |
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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! 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. There's I'm so tired! For serious! Nighties!
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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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Posted using TxtLJ 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... (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? |
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As of my life and attitude right now plus 5-7 years.
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