what happened to the story that we wrote

You know, everyone thinks posting surveys about yourself is a dumb idea and rather pointless, but after coming across one from nearly 2 and half years ago it is really interesting to compare how I was then to how I am now. I mean, in August of 2004 (right before senior year of high school) I was afraid of roller coasters and GRADUATING HIGH SCHOOL. My likes and dislikes are just about the same but it is amazing to look at the things I can and can't do. Back then I said that I could put on a happy face no matter what and go with the flow (how ironic?) but I think both of those things have changed GREATLY. Out of the things that I couldn't do back then such as driving without listening to music, living without my friends, not talking, and being serious, I can pretty much do all of those things which I guess is just a sign of becoming more mature and "strong" but I don't think I'm either of those. On a lighter note, my musical taste was a wee different in that I was listening to Britney Spears' "Outrageous" and "Play That Funky Music" regularly. Oh, and apparently I said "LOL" a lot, eeeek.

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Getting back on track, I haven't actually posted anything in here other than surveys since the beginning of December and it's just about the beginning of February now, ahh. I think this is the longest I've ever been away, and it's not even that I've been away from the computer or anything (Myspace has taken over my life). The last time I wrote was just about when school was wrapping up for the semester. The last week of classes went well, I think. That Thursday was probably one of the worst days of my life thus far. I finished my awesome and extremely interesting paper for my Human Development class and when I went to print it, discovered that my nephew had unplugged it and I had noooo idea how to plug it back in (it was the morning that the paper was due). So I e-mail it to myself as usual and attempt to print it a the library...no such luck. For some reason, the computers at school don't allow attachments, which is just odd. Sooo I can't print my paper and I explain the situation to the teacher and START CRYING when he says he needs it that day and he's leaving campus in an hour!!! He ended up giving me 24 hours to turn it in (I didn't even need that long, just a computer that can open attachments!) so right after our last class and "pizza party" I went to Lindsay's dorm, re-sent the e-mail not as an attachment, printed it and turned it into his mail box maybe 45 minutes later. A happy ending, right? Absolutely not...I got my grades for all my classes the next week and he gave me a B+ after I'd gotten A's in everything, "participated" up to his standards, and did pretty well on the paper, although it was late (he only takes 5 points off). I got all A's in my other classes and it pissed me off so much, especially the irony that one of my "semester goals" in that class was to get A's in everything and he gives me a B+. As of now I haven't taken any action in finding out why, but I plan to write a note to him asking if he would explain how my grade figured out to an B+ and to contact me by phone or e-mail about it. Rant over.

Oh, right. That wasn't the only thing that made Thursday the worst day ever. After that fiasco and all other classes were over I decided to take a drive (by myself of course) and ended up getting lost. When I finally figured out where I was (near KOP) my car decides to randomly die on me, a whole hour away from home. I had to call AAA to tow it since it wouldn't start back up and was in a really dangerous spot of the highway at rush hour. Lindsay came to get me and my little car was towed to where we get our cars fixed. To make a long story short, they couldn't find anything wrong so my neighbor who is a mechanic basically took a fine tooth comb to the car and found the problems and TADA! it is now fixed after paying a lot lot lot lot lot of money.

That weekend pretty much sucked following those events. I couldn't go to my last Animals class (!!!!) on Friday and although the teacher said it was okay, I really wanted to go. I had to work Friday night and ended up breaking down crying because I got our store written up for not wearing the proper uniform and on top of everything my mom kept calling me with more and more bad news about my car. NOT a good weekend.

Finals week was decent. I had 4 final exams and one paper (for Animals) so I survived. As bad as least weekend was, the next week was ABSOLUTELY FABULOUS! Finals were over Friday evening, I worked with Monica that night, and then Saturday was seeing the Killers with Lindsay and Chelsie. I seriously love them, even though I've seen them before. There's just something about the singer, Brandon Flowers, that is amazing. He's just a good performer I guess. On Sunday night I had to work with Josh and Alyssa. Monica came in to visit and if I remember correctly we were so non-busy that Monica and I ended up searching for the food pyramid in Wal-Mart. Good times.

The next week was probably the best week out of my entire break. Janene was in from England for a while visiting her boyfriend in Chicago so she came to stay with us for a few days. She got here Monday night and Chelsie and I picked her up and then we all came back to the house for food and talking and laughing. We went out for a ride to show Janene where I go to school and my car decided to break down during this short drive. It started back up though and we were on our way. I think later that night at like 11:30pm Lindsay and I went driving around in her car and got pretty lost. We can usually find our way but this time we just kept going around in circles...scary.

On Tuesday my uncle Rob came to stay with us for a day or two as well. That night we all went out to eat together (including my parents) in Hershey and then drove though "Sweet Lights" or whatever it's called. They give you these crazy glasses that makes any light look like a Santa head...pretty trippy. On the way home, Janene, my uncle, and myself decided to where them for the majority of the trip back and it was pretty much hilarious. On Wednesday Janene had to go back :( My uncle and I dropped my mother off at the hair dresser, took Janene to the train station in Lancaster, and then drove around Lancaster trying to find some brewery before picking my mom up again. I think my brother and Amber also came to say hello to my uncle and that's about it. The rest of the week was pretty boring. I worked a lot and hung out with Lindsay and went to KOP in the rain, blahh. Sunday was Christmas Eve and I had to work open (5:30am) to close (4pm). It actually wasn't that busy and considering that we turned the lights off at 3 and pretended to be closed we got out at a pretty decent time. Would've been later if we'd have stayed open til 4, "oops".

Christmas Day was un-amazing. I had opened my presents the night before so on Monday we just got up and headed for my grandma's house for the day. I had a pretty sucky time since there isn't really anyone my age to talk to, but my little cousin Abby entertained me enough. The day after Christmas I decided I needed to go to Old Navy and then Best Buy to get batteries for my new camera. BAD IDEA, ahhhh! There were no parking spaces anywhere and Best Buy was like sardines in a car, seriously. I practically ran in and ran out as fas as I could without knocking anyone over. Ooooh I also got some amazing scarves for half price at Old Navy. The rest of the was working (with my lover Monica) as usual. On Wednesday night we bought fabulous cookies and cinnamon buns to bake and they were reallllll good. As a side note, this was the night that Monica somehow convinced me that this one guy that works at Wal-Mart "likes" me because he asked if I could make his food instead of Mon and because he was all flirty and because we gave him a few of the cookies that we baked. Ummmm...so as of now (one whole month later) I'm gonna go with a big, fat NO that he definitely has no interest. Or maybe it was me being a complete and total bitch ever since then and now he doesn't even make eye contact with me. Hey, it's what I do.

The rest of that week pretty much sucked because I had asked off from work the rest of the weekend because I thought we were leaving for Chicago on Friday morning but it turns out that we couldn't leave until Sunday because we had lots of problems finding a ride. Erin's sister finally agreed to come with us and let us use her car, but she wasn't able to leave until Sunday afternoon (New Year's Eve!!!). Also on Friday my mom got sick and I had to take her to the ER because she couldn't breathe. She ended up staying overnight but the kindly mother that she is, she let me go out with Lindsay that night to visit work to say goodbye to Lisa since she was leaving for school that weekend.

Sooo let's discuss the Chicago trip. Erin called me on Sunday about half an hour before we were supposed to leave and asked if it was possible for us to leave the following morning but for once in my life I stood up to someone and said NO!! First of all, we'd been planning this forever and had finally settled on a date and second, I was all packed and ready to go and was going to visit my mom at the hospital and say goodbye so yeah...NO. We left around 2:30 (Lindsay, Erin, Sarah, and myself) and the trip there was kinda loooong. For New Year's Eve the roads weren't too busy (and we were on the road ALLL day so trust me). We actually got to celebrate the new year twice since we went into the next time zone about a half hour after it was midnight in PA's time soo that was cool. We finally got there at like 2 our time, 1 Chicago time and instantly went to bed, blahhhh.

Monday was New Years Day and we ventured out and walked for what felt like miles only to discover that everything was clooooosed. You know, I can't even remember what else we did that day which kinda sucks. Ohhhh we went to Navy Pier which was actually very cool and not what I was expecting at all. There was even a fabulous Winter Wonderland thing going on which was like an indoor winter carnival with little kiddie games, an amazing ferris wheel inside, and an indoor ice skating rink. Basically, amazing. I tried to take pictures but we didn't really stay that long (?????) so that didn't work out too well. After we left Navy Pier I think we were all tired and freezing so we headed back to Erin's where we had pizza and/or ice cream and watched some movies (finalllly saw Zoolander!). The next day we actually go to go to some places other than the frigid outdoors. We first went to the Chicago History Museum which, surprise surprise, is all about the history of the town and was actually veryyyyy cool. I'm not too big on history, but that kind of stuff interests me. I actually learned a lot and it was pretty amazing because the featured exhibit was Christian Dior's impact on fashion and they had actual dresses displayed that showed all the different cuts and styles that he created. I took pictures there (with no flash aka BLURRY as fuck) but they were gooooorgeous. After that museum we walked for a long time and couldn't decide what to do/where to eat but we ended up getting REAL "asian" food (not like shitty Chinese take out stuff) and it was realllllly good and realllllly expensive. I think we may have stopped in a few clothing stores throughout out journey too (earrrrrings). After food we went to the Museum of Contemporary Art which was interesting to say the least. Not what I was expecting. At all. I was thinking contemporary as in "modern" as in like not THAT modern but you know. Nooo this was like brand spanking new stuff that wasn't necessarily "famous" but just the latest in art. It was wayyy interesting and some of the stuff was way cool. Most of it was made out of odd materials and very simple and the rest of it was drawings and paintings of random shapes. Oddddddd. But all the people there were interesting to look at as well...all those hippie vegan dreadlocked art freaks, you know haha. After this fabulous experience we headed back to Erin's once again where she let Sarah, Lindsay, and I loose on the streets in the ghetto to go to Blockbuster and rent movies. Overall, the trip wasn't as fun as last time mostly because Erin lived so far away from everything and because we were only there for a little bit (one day if you don't count 1/1). It was still fun though and just hanging out with Erin at her apartment was cool enough...I just wish we didn't have to drive 12 hours to do it.

Uhh the rest of that week was pretty lame ass. I worked a lot and it sucked a lot. When I wasn't working I was pretty much doing nothing. One day I did steal my daddy's car for the day, took him to work, and then just did some shopping/blahhh by myself. I also got to see my dad's fabulous co-worker who is verrrryyy cute and very my age. Other than that...I sucked at life that week and decided to be "alone" a lot. I fucking hate life. Oh yeah and my car was finally fixed this week (so far so good).

The next week loos pretty damn fabulous. As of Monday 1/8 my car was all better :) I think LMH and I took it for a 3 hour test drive that night. Tuesday was a fabulous day spent with my mother (who is seemingly better now...doing really great). I worked with Mon that night and I have exclamation points written for some reason?? I'm not sure what that's all about really. On Wednesday I actually go too see my bestest Rachel to exchange Christmas pressies and go to "youth group". I gave it another chance (not that I would be sucked back in or anything but I just wanted to see what its like now that I've been exposed to, *whoa* OTHER view points). Uhhh not feeling it at all. I just...I can't even put it into words. Maybe I'm just a weak person, because it must take a VERY "strong" person to devote themself to a practically fictitious thing. They were talking about people speaking in tongues and all those preachers on TV that make people pass out and shit and maybe I'm just cynical but "honest to God" (hahaha) WTF?!?!?! That isn't real and I thought everyone thought that, ha. Wow. Oohhh Thursday was a shopping extraganza in NJ and then NYC for fabulous food and sight seeing. I officially love NY the most and I think I will forever. Friday was actually a pretty great day. I hung out with Chelsie and we made our usual rounds, visiting both of our jobs. We got amazing ice cream and it was delish and we also went to WM to get little folders for Chelsie's child Matthew. The rest of the weekend was overtaken by SUCK to the WAY and working fucking dayshift.

Next week = the week before SCHOOL. I went grocery shopping with my parents for some healthy foods to eat since one of my new year's resolutions is to lose fucking weight (so far almost 15 lbs!!!). I visited my loves at WM as usual...finally got my new BLACK shirt so now I'm goth all the way. I worked the next day and a few other days throughout the week and took care of some school shit in the day (paying bills, dropping off papers, etc). Uhhh Sataday my lovely sister and her quaint little fam came to visit and it was a fun night (followed by a horrible night). Olivia is the cutest little girl everrrrr. The next night, however my sister almost fucked up her life yet again. Nothing new, same story every month or so. Everything's "fine" now. But yeahhhh Sunday was an emotional night (night before schooool). Okkkk so I'm gonna do the past two weeks or so day by day because I can pretty clearly remember it all (I hope).

Monday, January 22nd = first day of school. I didn't go to volunteering due to getting no sleep thanks to my sister and her mental disorders. LMH and I drove to school together and went to our one class: BIO, ewww. The class is alright I guess, no one particularly interesting. The teacher is hardcore Italian and has some funky accent (i.e. "think" = TEENK). Yeahhhh that's real fun. The letter H doesn't even exist to that woman but she's super nice so that makes it a teensy bit betta.

CHUESDAY (British), January 23rd = Having every class in creation jam packed into one big learning-fest of a day. First is I/O (Industrial/Organizational) Psych with a good teacher. It is probably the smallest class I've ever been in thus far in my college career but I like SMALLNESS so that's amazing to me. I actually spoke the first day too, WOW. Next is a history class about Winston Churchill which I thought was doing to be either extremely boring or extremely difficult but it's turning out to be WON-DER-FUL thanks to the teacher being funny (and a good teacher of course). The class is full of history nerds aka BOYS and of course my bff for life MP (weird). I still don't speak and I give him credit for even attempting conversation with a mute. After that is PHILOSOPHY (loooooooove) with my idol ML who I've had for the past three semesters. That class is really good so far and it's semi-last in the string of classes I have on Tuesday/Thursday soooo it is a nice way to end my lovely little days. I swear to Jesus I learn more in that class (about life in general) than I do in any other class and I think it kinda sucks that you can't really do much with a Philosophy degree. Ohhh the people in that class are really fabulous as well including the love of my life (who I am unable to pay attention to since there is a lack of a circle of desks), a new love, and a tired looking friend from another class haha.

Next comes a 3.5 hour break in which Lindsay and I get VERY bored...I'm glad it's only once a week. After the break is a THREE HOUR night class about Personality Psychology which to me sounded fabulous but is turning out to SUCK harddddcore. The teacher is very odd and doesn't really seem like she knows what she's talking about hafl the time and asks irrelevent questions. Then when someone actually attempts to answer one of her questions their answer isn't "enough" for her and she stands up there gettng pissed because no one knows the answers and "didn't do the reading" (which I most def. did) while the class stares at her in silence. It is definitely the most worthwhile three hours of my week. After schoolio I went to visit my Mon and Briana but I can't remember what happened there.

Wednesday, January 24th = One class again :))))) The work is already starting to pile up at this point. I worked right after school until 7 with Mon and Josh and it was pretty fun. Ummm the night before I definitely took the key to the REGISTER home in my pocket and Mon and Briana got questioned about it, oops. Soooo I had to go home, find it, and then bring it back, blahhh. In the process of doing this, I definitely dropped my debit card in the p-lot of TH but thank God for Randi working there and knowing me and knowing where I work, so she called work and I got in back like 15 minutes later. OH and FRAPS!

Thursday, January 25th...I had all my Tuesday classes minus PERSONALITY (thank God). After school I did homework for life and then due to lack of friends I took my mom out to the store but there was a blizzard occuring so we had to turn around and ended up at WM. We did some shopping and visited my 2nd home and chatted with Mon and Heather. It snowed a lot, the end.

Friday, January 26th = One fabulous class, getting paid, and then working with my lover. Later in the evening the glorious Harry Potter came in to visit and chatted with Mon and I about various topics. Somehow Monica thinks I like this guy HP works with (who is 27, lives with his parents, and is a alleged virgin) and that he was gonna "hook me up" with this guy. I mean, he's not hideous looking or anything, but I told HP that he's a tad too old and had bad teeth (honesty is the best policy) and he actually agreed, etc. So now I'm friends w/ HP on myspace and we've been discussing this whole issue of this guy and as expected it turns out Monica is semi-full of shit and it's all just a JOKE as is the rest of my life. I'll probably rant about this later...

Saturday, January 27th = Nothingness all day and then Jen and I went to see Epic Movie. Biggest waste of six bucks in my life and there is nothing more to say about that.

Sunday, January 28th = OPENING fucking Suckway and wanting to kill everyone in site, especially my respected boss man PCB. I fucking hate his guts now and it is too long to even begin explaining. 3 years of this abusive relationship...haha.

Last week was special (honestly). Monday was volunteering and then Bio in which I learned about cells or something. Maybe bladder cancer. After school I think I did nothing but HW for hours and hours until my eyeballs were practically falling out of their sockets. So then LMH and I went to WM to get "folders" aka visit Mon (and Josh) and it was probably the funniest night so far in 2007 haha. Everything was funny and Mon and I got carried away with laughing. Then Josh was wearing short shorts and yeah...I dunno it was messed up. HP and the virgin were both there as well and HP was making kissy faces and eyes at me and then at the virgin. I don't know...then it was all fun but now I'm not sure what to think.

Tuesday was just a fab day. Classes allllll morning then food at Ruby Tuesday where I lost my fab new scarf :( Personality class sucked nuts as usual. LMH and I sat with Megan and pretty much laughed at the teacher the whole time. I had no idea what she was talking about and the whole class is just unstructured. We have to write a paper for next class and it has to be written "her way" and ahhh I don't know. That's the one class I'm a little scared of. After school my big bro and Amber came to visit with their new pupper!!!! Ummm long story short the puppy is adorable but they unfortunately don't have it anymore due to a long series of unfortunate events. Basically they have no place to live right now and the pup is staying with Amber's dad at his house.

Wednesday was Bio and doing a shit ton of homework. Eventually I got to escape and LMH and I went in search of some sort of food really late at night. Thursday was probably the best day of the week (to start out). Classes were good and everying was just good. After school I had to work until 8 which turned into 11 since the other kid Mon and I worked with was "sick" (riiiiight). Ummm the rest of the night was interesting aka I have no idea. I'm just not sure about this whole situation (that will remain undescribed because I don't want to make any false accusations). One day it's perfectly fine (aka when no one else is around) but Thursday and Friday were just weird. It's not my place to say anything, and I'm not, but I'm, I guess you could say "concerned". I don't want to interfere in anyone else's life but as a good friend I just don't like the whole situation and I'm not trying to be all "goody goody" or like a mother or anything, but what the fuck. There are so many things I could say so I'm not even going to start. Plus, I can't even say anything because I don't REALLY know the details, although I can guess. WTFFFFF. That is all.

Yesterday aka Saturday was a pretty good day. I got up (late!!!) and went out shopping like usual with my fath. Came home, "did homework" and ate too much (bad...) and then Jen came over to watch a movie. We went to Blockbuster and the gay ass movie wasn't even out (two more days, ughhh) so we ended up watching the fabulous Red Dragon instead. Gotta love that movie...our new goal is to see all the little Hannibal movies and then go see the new one next weekend, yay. Jen left and I was extremely untired and not really in the mood to do homework (shockingly I'm still not) sooo I chatted with LMH and we decided to take a spin to Wawa for snacks/bevs but we never even went due to discussing too much and continuing to drive foreverrrr. We randomly turned on a new, scary road really far away and strangely came across a house that was on FIRE (seriously). I guess it had started a few minutes before but the entire roof was engulfed in flames (always wanted to say that). Soooo umm yeah very scary and it smelled really bad and there were a "buttload" of fire trucks/fire people/cops flying in from all directions. The house was right near the woods so I guess if the trees started burning it would get out of control. Very sad...and I hope no one was hurt.

Today was blahhh. Wanted to get a lot of homework done but I barely did anything. I suck. I think tomorrow I'm forcing myself to stay in the library until at least most of my paper is done for Tuesday, then I'll come home and do the rest of my piles and piles of work. Ummm I also worked tonight (instead of in the day) and it was positively bland. Well actually it was pretty decent...I worked with Phelps, my one true love, and we actually talked about real, intelligent things like politics and school, and I showed all the fucked up shit in my Personality book. Oh and we also discusses religion or lack there of. I think we scared the little midget dumb ass and now he's afraid hahahaha, GOOD he should be. Ummm no customers came because they're all watching the little footie ball game soooo when Monica arrived to visit we sat around and did nothing for like 2 hours (while getting paid, whooo!). Took Mon home in the freezing air and here I am. I'm done now, OMG this is the longest ever I think. I will NOT forget about this for two months ever again because this was like writing a paper or something. Except I didn't have to do it. And it doesn't count for everything.

Ummm next week WILL be a good week. I don't care what happens, who says what, who does what, what the weather is like, anything...next week has to be amazing. That is all...GOODNIGHT!

P.S. COMMENTS so I know everyone is still alive because I am definitely still alive.