I wanna stay 18 forever.
Unfortunately I can't stay 18 forever. In 27 minutes it will be my 19th birthday. This is one of those years where I kind of wish my birthday would just pass as another day and not make me feel like the day should be important and celebrated.
I'm going to get up in the morning, turn in my final English paper, sell my books back, and then continue to try and figure this whole school thing out. What a day it will be! Then when I can no longer call people at apartments complexes and the college I will retreat to my room for a nap. After all of this excitement my dad will probably come home and tell me I look sick. Then my mom will come home and act like the day is a huge deal only making me feel worse. Then I will wish I had made plans with my friends. But I didn't. I made absolutely no plans at all. Nada. Zip. Zero. Zilch. This could go down as one of the worst of my birthdays...ranking right up there with numero 16. Woo!
Now of course, I could turn this all around and call some people and make some plans and have a jolly good time, but I don't think I will. I'm too pissed off right now about everything to care. I wish my birthday came at another time this year when my life wasn't blah.
As far as the apartment searching goes...Saturday is by far the WORST day to try and look at apartments. Most places were either closed or the person there didn't have a clue what the hell they were talking about because they just "handed out keys" or whatever. I did grab a number of a Valerie something that was looking for 2 roommates. I've called her number twice, but both times I've gotten her voicemail. If she doesn't call me back I'm gonna be pissed, because that apartment deal is perfect and the place is practically on the campus and I want it. But until she calls me I'm still completely homeless. This is so much fun.
My parents think I'm going to die. My dad thinks I'm becoming anorexic because I've lost a little weight and I no longer look like another obese person in my family. He's actually started to question my mom and my sister about what they see me eating during the day. Dear lord. Someone take him away.
When I went to P-cola the other day to look for housing, I went to the mall and bought about 7 new shirts at Lerners. They are all black, but all different. All for 30 bucks. I was happy. I love that store. And it was tax free. I also got new jeans at the mall today which also made me happy. I was trying to buy something other than jeans, but my jean craze isn't stopping I guess.
Bryan sent me a song by The Killers a while ago. I bought thier CD at best buy the other day because it was cheap and the song was catchy. Thier song "somebody told me" is one of the catchiest songs I've ever heard. I don't know what it is, but it just makes me wanna get up and dance my ass off. Lyrics are a little on the oddball side of things, but still great song and CD.
I've had to take orders all night at work for the past 2 nights. I'm getting tired of talking to people. haha. I need to take like a "social skills" class or something. These two old guys really liked my industrial bar tonight though. They thought that was the coolest thing ever and they gave me an awesome tip. See, it pays to be pierced?
I can't wait to go see Finch in Orlando in August. Wait. It IS August. WOO! I'm so happy. I haven't seen them since January of 2003. That was one of the most memorable concerts ever. *sigh* Those were the good old days when life wasn't complicated. haha.
Wow, could I have babbled about nothing for any longer? Hopefully tomorrow or in a few days, I'll have this great update about how my birthday turned into the best day ever! It's possible...I've had bad days turn around....a few times... ;-)
"Somebody told me that you had a boyfriend that looked like a girlfriend that I had in February of last year." WOO!
*dances*
I'm going to get up in the morning, turn in my final English paper, sell my books back, and then continue to try and figure this whole school thing out. What a day it will be! Then when I can no longer call people at apartments complexes and the college I will retreat to my room for a nap. After all of this excitement my dad will probably come home and tell me I look sick. Then my mom will come home and act like the day is a huge deal only making me feel worse. Then I will wish I had made plans with my friends. But I didn't. I made absolutely no plans at all. Nada. Zip. Zero. Zilch. This could go down as one of the worst of my birthdays...ranking right up there with numero 16. Woo!
Now of course, I could turn this all around and call some people and make some plans and have a jolly good time, but I don't think I will. I'm too pissed off right now about everything to care. I wish my birthday came at another time this year when my life wasn't blah.
As far as the apartment searching goes...Saturday is by far the WORST day to try and look at apartments. Most places were either closed or the person there didn't have a clue what the hell they were talking about because they just "handed out keys" or whatever. I did grab a number of a Valerie something that was looking for 2 roommates. I've called her number twice, but both times I've gotten her voicemail. If she doesn't call me back I'm gonna be pissed, because that apartment deal is perfect and the place is practically on the campus and I want it. But until she calls me I'm still completely homeless. This is so much fun.
My parents think I'm going to die. My dad thinks I'm becoming anorexic because I've lost a little weight and I no longer look like another obese person in my family. He's actually started to question my mom and my sister about what they see me eating during the day. Dear lord. Someone take him away.
When I went to P-cola the other day to look for housing, I went to the mall and bought about 7 new shirts at Lerners. They are all black, but all different. All for 30 bucks. I was happy. I love that store. And it was tax free. I also got new jeans at the mall today which also made me happy. I was trying to buy something other than jeans, but my jean craze isn't stopping I guess.
Bryan sent me a song by The Killers a while ago. I bought thier CD at best buy the other day because it was cheap and the song was catchy. Thier song "somebody told me" is one of the catchiest songs I've ever heard. I don't know what it is, but it just makes me wanna get up and dance my ass off. Lyrics are a little on the oddball side of things, but still great song and CD.
I've had to take orders all night at work for the past 2 nights. I'm getting tired of talking to people. haha. I need to take like a "social skills" class or something. These two old guys really liked my industrial bar tonight though. They thought that was the coolest thing ever and they gave me an awesome tip. See, it pays to be pierced?
I can't wait to go see Finch in Orlando in August. Wait. It IS August. WOO! I'm so happy. I haven't seen them since January of 2003. That was one of the most memorable concerts ever. *sigh* Those were the good old days when life wasn't complicated. haha.
Wow, could I have babbled about nothing for any longer? Hopefully tomorrow or in a few days, I'll have this great update about how my birthday turned into the best day ever! It's possible...I've had bad days turn around....a few times... ;-)
"Somebody told me that you had a boyfriend that looked like a girlfriend that I had in February of last year." WOO!
*dances*