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so I sign on to this thing...and everything is in spanish...*rolls eyes*
annoying. I'm sick, nasty.
So it's unfair to all (like if anyone reads this). I come here in my time of frustration when all I call can't respond to my distress.
I haven't felt this frustrated...in a long time. I get pretty crazy when I frustrated. Today I realized how much I dislike downtown, not even the low or the dirty no it's the coporate and the one way streets. The unnessary bridge, the traffic, people thinking they can walk infront of cars though its obviosly not there turn to walk! The cherry of the whole ordeal was having to pay 22! dollars for parking...a hour and a half of parking...22 dollars...yes apparently the gave The city of downtown Miami permission to rob people.
*sigh*
Yes this all seems unimportant and stupid little shit but...it became more when all these obstacles kept me from getting to a interview which might possibly the saving grace I've been dreaming of.
Whatever the interview itself went great, I scored really high on my test. A litte wet but presentable.
(commercial)
I just got another phone call from a girl that sounds...10. Telling me she called me because she found a book...that says "a lot of bad things". Apparently my number was enclosed in the book that says "a lot of bad things"...*shrugs* and she applogized...I accept as usual and hang up ...confused. Who does that!
Ok back...um so if I get this job it would be a dream come true. They only have shifts available from 11 to 7 and 1 to 9. Whatever I'll take what I can get as long as it pays my bills and I can live with Drake, Missy fu, and Ile.
I already started looking for apartments to see what I have to work with, worked up a budget an all that jazz.
I do feel a little better, the restaurant job has atleast granted me some breathing room. I've got the miami dade issue resolved finally so back to school next semester! yay. Um...there was a bunch of other shit but I can't honestly recall.
Did tussin for the first time...fun.very.
Mari and started working/hanging. I enjoy her company.
Died my hair *Dark Burgandy Brown* yummy.
Reading again.
Working out atleast 3 times a week.
Mom and I are ...semi peaceful.
Missy fu's kittens are super duper cute.
Tussin thought:
-I'm a creture without habits. My lack of home life creates a lack of habit which I believe are the foundation and indicator to ones personality. A Creature of non habits. How is it affecting me...can I really fantom to what level?
-I'm Visually obsessed. I mean besides photography, I fall in love with people just because I love to watch them, catch every detail, analyze them. This happens with certain people, the relationship we have dosen't really make a difference. I can dislike them, like them whatever but certain people just catch my eye...and I realized that it might come off as creepy but it's not in ill intent. Niki is a good example of this love besides the fact that I love her dearly as a friend, I often stare at her and I think she knows and always accepted me as the voyeur that I am but I do, Marien also, though I disliked her at one point I was always notice every teeny tiny thing...theres certain people that I could detail you the way there nose moves when they laugh, the clothes and jewlery they wore, the stance they prefer, mouth arms eyes hands. Yet others...if they didnt strike something with personality and on top of that they strike attentionn from my eyes..its like they never exsisted in my head. I watch art living, its never a sexual thing in fact I think i've yet to ever date anyone that made me want to watch them. Yea I sound crazy. I think some people are just able to feed my eyes. It dosen't happen often. Even with places and things I sometimes just become entranced and want to know every detail I want to look at it for hours.
- I love MJ
-why don't I have anything that plays music in my room.
"When I woke up this morning I knew the sun was gonna shine,
Lately it's been so stormy and the darkness was all mine.
Gadly give it over to the open arms of the night and take my place again facing the bright source of the light.
I walk around in stillness, while this world outside moves.
Fastly flowing from the center sinking slowly down the tubes.
If this world was mine, as if we never had to fight
I'll smile somehow maybe smiling might make everything alright.
Don't keep singing for my soul
Don't keep hoping for the healing for the whole entire entity...
If anyone agrees with me
Then maybe we can form a band and play
Take our music from town to town and maybe then people would say they feel better now
So now you know your the only dreamer dreaming
This world is full of laughter under every body screaming.
Under everyone screaming theres a child thats waiting to be
loved
Theres a ceiling thriving souly to break through the dirt above
so it can flower
sometimes that all you know to do
The hardest part is getting throught are you out there
are you listening
do you hear anything
do you hear anything at all.
Now I'm trying to release all these tendecies
to keep myself out of the storm
sometimes the rain is the best thing for your soul
sometimes you gotta be so cold to appreciate the warmth.
Don't keep singing for this world
I will try to touch the spirit of a little girl
Cuz' I was her not so long ago
Not so long ago."
-Raffa
annoying. I'm sick, nasty.
So it's unfair to all (like if anyone reads this). I come here in my time of frustration when all I call can't respond to my distress.
I haven't felt this frustrated...in a long time. I get pretty crazy when I frustrated. Today I realized how much I dislike downtown, not even the low or the dirty no it's the coporate and the one way streets. The unnessary bridge, the traffic, people thinking they can walk infront of cars though its obviosly not there turn to walk! The cherry of the whole ordeal was having to pay 22! dollars for parking...a hour and a half of parking...22 dollars...yes apparently the gave The city of downtown Miami permission to rob people.
*sigh*
Yes this all seems unimportant and stupid little shit but...it became more when all these obstacles kept me from getting to a interview which might possibly the saving grace I've been dreaming of.
Whatever the interview itself went great, I scored really high on my test. A litte wet but presentable.
(commercial)
I just got another phone call from a girl that sounds...10. Telling me she called me because she found a book...that says "a lot of bad things". Apparently my number was enclosed in the book that says "a lot of bad things"...*shrugs* and she applogized...I accept as usual and hang up ...confused. Who does that!
Ok back...um so if I get this job it would be a dream come true. They only have shifts available from 11 to 7 and 1 to 9. Whatever I'll take what I can get as long as it pays my bills and I can live with Drake, Missy fu, and Ile.
I already started looking for apartments to see what I have to work with, worked up a budget an all that jazz.
I do feel a little better, the restaurant job has atleast granted me some breathing room. I've got the miami dade issue resolved finally so back to school next semester! yay. Um...there was a bunch of other shit but I can't honestly recall.
Did tussin for the first time...fun.very.
Mari and started working/hanging. I enjoy her company.
Died my hair *Dark Burgandy Brown* yummy.
Reading again.
Working out atleast 3 times a week.
Mom and I are ...semi peaceful.
Missy fu's kittens are super duper cute.
Tussin thought:
-I'm a creture without habits. My lack of home life creates a lack of habit which I believe are the foundation and indicator to ones personality. A Creature of non habits. How is it affecting me...can I really fantom to what level?
-I'm Visually obsessed. I mean besides photography, I fall in love with people just because I love to watch them, catch every detail, analyze them. This happens with certain people, the relationship we have dosen't really make a difference. I can dislike them, like them whatever but certain people just catch my eye...and I realized that it might come off as creepy but it's not in ill intent. Niki is a good example of this love besides the fact that I love her dearly as a friend, I often stare at her and I think she knows and always accepted me as the voyeur that I am but I do, Marien also, though I disliked her at one point I was always notice every teeny tiny thing...theres certain people that I could detail you the way there nose moves when they laugh, the clothes and jewlery they wore, the stance they prefer, mouth arms eyes hands. Yet others...if they didnt strike something with personality and on top of that they strike attentionn from my eyes..its like they never exsisted in my head. I watch art living, its never a sexual thing in fact I think i've yet to ever date anyone that made me want to watch them. Yea I sound crazy. I think some people are just able to feed my eyes. It dosen't happen often. Even with places and things I sometimes just become entranced and want to know every detail I want to look at it for hours.
- I love MJ
-why don't I have anything that plays music in my room.
"When I woke up this morning I knew the sun was gonna shine,
Lately it's been so stormy and the darkness was all mine.
Gadly give it over to the open arms of the night and take my place again facing the bright source of the light.
I walk around in stillness, while this world outside moves.
Fastly flowing from the center sinking slowly down the tubes.
If this world was mine, as if we never had to fight
I'll smile somehow maybe smiling might make everything alright.
Don't keep singing for my soul
Don't keep hoping for the healing for the whole entire entity...
If anyone agrees with me
Then maybe we can form a band and play
Take our music from town to town and maybe then people would say they feel better now
So now you know your the only dreamer dreaming
This world is full of laughter under every body screaming.
Under everyone screaming theres a child thats waiting to be
loved
Theres a ceiling thriving souly to break through the dirt above
so it can flower
sometimes that all you know to do
The hardest part is getting throught are you out there
are you listening
do you hear anything
do you hear anything at all.
Now I'm trying to release all these tendecies
to keep myself out of the storm
sometimes the rain is the best thing for your soul
sometimes you gotta be so cold to appreciate the warmth.
Don't keep singing for this world
I will try to touch the spirit of a little girl
Cuz' I was her not so long ago
Not so long ago."
-Raffa