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Dec 06, 2006 01:57

Snow-the excitment of my entire day! Ok, last night Ben text me and told me to look out my window and so I did and there was nothing there? I text him back, asking him why he asked me to look out my window and he said it was because it was snowing out! Umm, nope not here it's not...Than I started thinking that we weren't going to get it because I waited an hour to see at least one snowflake-I never even saw it! So, than I started to think it was just a light snow-a snowflake here or there. So, I went to bed and woke up around 4...there was still no snow. I woke up at 9 and I looked out my window to see my field covered in it! It took me about 20 minutes to get dressed and run out in it. I got storm (the horse) out and walked her down to the bay to see if some of it was getting frozen and it wasn't bad actually, it's starting to freeze :)

Mom always tells me not to walk very far down the field because of the bears and coyotes around my house. So, obviously I'm not going to listen to her because I'm so fucking naive. My scenario: I'm walking down the field with Storm having a great time freezing my ass off. La di da di daaa! Storm than jerks her head around and starts naying. I'm wondering what the hell is she looking at and there it was, A FRICKIN'COYOTE! Holy shit, what do I do? Option one: Run for my life. Two:Climb the tree and stay in it. Three: Hope to God it keeps walking and doesn't see me and this huge ass horse infront of me! None of those options worked because it stopped and looked at the horse and I knew what it was thinking, "you sexy horse, look at those nice thighs and those lips, Mmmm, you'd be so much nicer in my stomache!" MARTHA TO THE RESCUE! The coyote saw Martha standing there with the word "KILL" in her eyes and took off! It was great. I ran though after the coyote took off just incase I saw another one.

I streaked my hair last night and I'm still undecided if I like it or not? Its a mix between blonde, copper and dark brown. Mom said she liked it and that it looked good, and I haven't been out in public yet with it so I'm not sure. I think it's ok. It's wierd how I can pull off any hair cut, hair colour and style :S I'm not trying bragging or trying too, but I thought I would look like shit with blonde hair and theres a lot of blonde in my hair and it doesn't look half bad. We'll see what everyone else thinks tomorrow at work though. I'm nervous.

This weekend, I soo wasted more money than I should had about $80 and instead of buying Ben a gift certificate I went and bought the new Evanesence CD, food and a whole bunch of drugs for my throat and ears. At the end I was left with $30 and now I have like $15 left and $12 of it goes to my cab tomorrow to get into work!

ITS SNOWING OUT AGAIN!~WOOOOOOOOOOO :)

I wish Thursdays came faster because I hate feeling poor. I would hate getting paid every two weeks. They shouldn't be allowed to do that. It's so much easier getting paid weekly.

Oh yeah, Saturday night Bens family and I went to his Uncles 50th birthday party and that was fun to an extent. I was really sick and my throat killed but I saw Bryce and Amanda and that was fun coz they're cool. I also won a door prize a $50 set of darts. I'm thinking they planned that one because everyone saw how bad I was at darts a month ago (if anyone remembers that journal.)They're Harley Davison darts and I got those little things that go on the end of the darts with it as well. They left the tag on it by accident so thats how I knew how much they were. Theres was like 20 prizes given out and they were all like expensive. Ben said they have the money though. They do coz we're at Bryces house and it was his dad who just turned 50 and they have really nice stuff!

**All that I'm living for, all that I'm dying for, all that I can't ignore when I'm alone at night. I can feel the night beginning, seperate me from the living. Understanding me, after all I've seen, piecing every thought together, find the words to make me better. If only I knew how to pull myself apart**
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