*claps hands together in preparation*
So, I've been neglecting my poor little LiveJournal. I feel bad for it. I made it up to look so pretty, and then just ignore it. Okay, so I still read my friends' page, but my own page is sorely lacking. Until today! *looks at time* Er, yesterday. I went a little crazy with some private entries, which...I never did before. I guess I'm no longer okay with everyone knowing everything I'm thinking. Some of what I wrote is just plain embarrassing, and not in a way that would amuse you, I promise. You don't want to know, I'm sure. So how is Brittany? Does anyone even care? Well, I have no answer to the latter, but here goes the former.
This place sucks. Seriously. West Virginia sucks big ole donkey balls. *coughs* Okay, that was crude, but...apt. There is absolutely nothing here. Nothing! To get to do/see anything interesting you have to leave the state. Granted, I'm 3 1/2 hours from Cincinnati and Pittsburgh, which isn't that far, but...ugh. I hate this place so much moving back to Louisiana sounds good some days. I will say this, though: mountains are pretty. XD And snow is pretty, if very, very cold.
I have a good job, though. I work for BB&T as a collections agent. It's neat. I mean, I sit at my desk for hours and hours listening to people bitch about how bad the economy is...but it's the best job I've ever had. And I work with really nice people. I'm pretty sure I'm the youngest person in the building, though. I've been drawing a lot while there, because I always need to be doing something with my hands, or reading. Gods know the manager has tried to make it so we're not allowed to do anything but work, but can he really stop me from doodling on paper? If he tried, I'd quit. (DevArt)
It's cool, though. I've been thinking I want to be a loan officer for a bank, because they make crazy money. It would be something I can see myself doing and saving money toward when I can open my book store. That's my true goal. To be able to sit in a book store for the rest of my life. Oh yea. But, anyway, my job is basically the flip side of being a loan officer, so I'm actually learning a lot of stuff that most loan officers never know.
I got a dog. He's driving me nuts. I'm totally sure I'm not ready for kids now. I can't even handle him. Gods.
I'm still taking online classes, though I'm not really...taking it too seriously. I purposely got a C in a class because I didn't feel like doing the big project for it. My thought was that all that truly matters is that I pass, right? Yea. I'm having trouble caring, really.
And...Marshall? Well, he's getting on my nerves too. He never leaves the house. He doesn't want to DO anything, ever. It drives me batty! I mean, this place sucks but surely we could find SOMETHING, right? Not if we never leave! And I'm not gonna go around alone, that's just more depressing. I've also not really made any friends. There's Candace at work, but she has two kids so it's not like I can just be like "Let's go hang out!" She also never has money, because of the kids, you know. That, and we're from pretty different worlds...I'm not sure how much of...me she could really understand. For instance, the drawing I've been doing? She's found something weird about every single one. She doesn't understand.
So all of my friends are hundreds of miles away. Ah, but my birthday is next month. 21, finally. I've got my trip planned to go down to New Orleans. Bought my plane tickets Friday. ^-^' Ish gonna be fun, I hopes.
Jeff and I also have a trip planned, but I dun want to jinx it. I'll just keep my fingers crossed and try and save the money. *gives a certain someone a Look*
So that's it for me, I think. It's so far past bedtime as to be ridiculous. I need sleep before work tomorrow.
This place sucks. Seriously. West Virginia sucks big ole donkey balls. *coughs* Okay, that was crude, but...apt. There is absolutely nothing here. Nothing! To get to do/see anything interesting you have to leave the state. Granted, I'm 3 1/2 hours from Cincinnati and Pittsburgh, which isn't that far, but...ugh. I hate this place so much moving back to Louisiana sounds good some days. I will say this, though: mountains are pretty. XD And snow is pretty, if very, very cold.
I have a good job, though. I work for BB&T as a collections agent. It's neat. I mean, I sit at my desk for hours and hours listening to people bitch about how bad the economy is...but it's the best job I've ever had. And I work with really nice people. I'm pretty sure I'm the youngest person in the building, though. I've been drawing a lot while there, because I always need to be doing something with my hands, or reading. Gods know the manager has tried to make it so we're not allowed to do anything but work, but can he really stop me from doodling on paper? If he tried, I'd quit. (DevArt)
It's cool, though. I've been thinking I want to be a loan officer for a bank, because they make crazy money. It would be something I can see myself doing and saving money toward when I can open my book store. That's my true goal. To be able to sit in a book store for the rest of my life. Oh yea. But, anyway, my job is basically the flip side of being a loan officer, so I'm actually learning a lot of stuff that most loan officers never know.
I got a dog. He's driving me nuts. I'm totally sure I'm not ready for kids now. I can't even handle him. Gods.
I'm still taking online classes, though I'm not really...taking it too seriously. I purposely got a C in a class because I didn't feel like doing the big project for it. My thought was that all that truly matters is that I pass, right? Yea. I'm having trouble caring, really.
And...Marshall? Well, he's getting on my nerves too. He never leaves the house. He doesn't want to DO anything, ever. It drives me batty! I mean, this place sucks but surely we could find SOMETHING, right? Not if we never leave! And I'm not gonna go around alone, that's just more depressing. I've also not really made any friends. There's Candace at work, but she has two kids so it's not like I can just be like "Let's go hang out!" She also never has money, because of the kids, you know. That, and we're from pretty different worlds...I'm not sure how much of...me she could really understand. For instance, the drawing I've been doing? She's found something weird about every single one. She doesn't understand.
So all of my friends are hundreds of miles away. Ah, but my birthday is next month. 21, finally. I've got my trip planned to go down to New Orleans. Bought my plane tickets Friday. ^-^' Ish gonna be fun, I hopes.
Jeff and I also have a trip planned, but I dun want to jinx it. I'll just keep my fingers crossed and try and save the money. *gives a certain someone a Look*
So that's it for me, I think. It's so far past bedtime as to be ridiculous. I need sleep before work tomorrow.