And now, just because I find it cute, here is a conversation Nate and I had while watching Ghostbusters...Enjoi pls.
Oct 26, 2007
Oct 1, 2007
Jun 1, 2007
So..Tired..
Author: Allie
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at:9:44 AM
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Category :
Misc
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Ugh. I'm so annoyed this morning. I got tired around midnight, and was going to go to bed, but everyone goes "No, you should stay up and talk to me!", or "Aw but I'll be bored playing WoW without someone to talk to!" blah, blah. So I say that I'll stay up until 1, which isn't a big deal because I wasn't exhausted or anything. So a little after 1 I crawl into bed. Not even 10 minutes later, there's a weird sound outside and the dogs keep barking on and off for a few minutes. So I get up and kick the dogs out of my room, then try to go back to sleep. It takes me FOREVER to actually fall asleep, then I end up waking up a few times in the night...I dunno why, but it's annoying anyways.
Then around like 6:30 in the morning, the dogs start scratching on my door because they're hungry, so I get up again and feed them, let them outside, then crawl back into bed. At 7:13 the phone rings, but by the time I get out of bed and see who it is (Uncle Keith) its already gone to the answering machine. So I get back into bed and kinda fall back asleep...he calls back like 10 minutes later. I answer the phone, tell him dads at Sharon's....crawl back into bed. I sleep pretty good until about 9:30, when the phone rings AGAIN...a friendly reminder that they're going to shut off the phone. And by now I'm too annoyed to even try going back to sleep. I swear it's like this every night, and I wake up feeling annoyed and exhausted. Why can't everything just STFU and let me sleep for once?
Then around like 6:30 in the morning, the dogs start scratching on my door because they're hungry, so I get up again and feed them, let them outside, then crawl back into bed. At 7:13 the phone rings, but by the time I get out of bed and see who it is (Uncle Keith) its already gone to the answering machine. So I get back into bed and kinda fall back asleep...he calls back like 10 minutes later. I answer the phone, tell him dads at Sharon's....crawl back into bed. I sleep pretty good until about 9:30, when the phone rings AGAIN...a friendly reminder that they're going to shut off the phone. And by now I'm too annoyed to even try going back to sleep. I swear it's like this every night, and I wake up feeling annoyed and exhausted. Why can't everything just STFU and let me sleep for once?
May 9, 2007
Am I wired wrong?
Or maybe I'm missing some parts? I guess something is wrong with me. Why can't I do things normal people do? I always fuck things up. And I just can't help it. I'm a mess. I'm so tired. I don't even like to do anything anymore, it all just makes me angry.
May 8, 2007
SO Angry
Angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry!
Apr 17, 2007
Half Blah Birthday
Daphne and Dan are awesome! For my birthday, they came over (and actually got here at midnight, which was pretty cool of them, since they both had to work the next day, I think) and I got some pretty flowers (I'm not sure what kind, but they're pretty!) and a newnewnewnew monitor! I love it. Everything is so clear and everything looks amazing! I love it. <3
And my mom got me this cool watch set thing, it has a bunch of different color straps so you can switch it around and like color coordinate with outfits and everything, it's awesome! :D The only little thing is that it runs slow, but a new battery should fix that problem.
And now, my dad. He did technically pay for my Mary Kay stuff, which is awesome, I'm happy about that. But, he wasn't here for my birthday. He left for Sharon's the day before. All I have to say is, WHAT THE FUCK? I know Sharon is important to him, but how does he think it made me feel that he thinks it's more important to be with her than to at least spend a bit of time with me on my birthday? I was HOME ALONE on my BIRTHDAY. How do you think that made me feel? Maybe I'm being selfish, but spending your birthday alone is honestly one of the shittiest things ever.
I am so happy that Daphne and Dan at least spent the night, even though I only spent about an hour with them before they had to sleep/leave for work. It made me so happy that they at least came to spend some time with me. But spending the rest of the day all alone made me feel so insignificant.
Anyways, work is going pretty good. I still get messed up with a lot of the till stuff, like when to swipe debit cards or circling the crazy stuff at the bottom of the receipt...blah. But I'll get the hang of it eventually. I hope. :)
And my mom got me this cool watch set thing, it has a bunch of different color straps so you can switch it around and like color coordinate with outfits and everything, it's awesome! :D The only little thing is that it runs slow, but a new battery should fix that problem.
And now, my dad. He did technically pay for my Mary Kay stuff, which is awesome, I'm happy about that. But, he wasn't here for my birthday. He left for Sharon's the day before. All I have to say is, WHAT THE FUCK? I know Sharon is important to him, but how does he think it made me feel that he thinks it's more important to be with her than to at least spend a bit of time with me on my birthday? I was HOME ALONE on my BIRTHDAY. How do you think that made me feel? Maybe I'm being selfish, but spending your birthday alone is honestly one of the shittiest things ever.
I am so happy that Daphne and Dan at least spent the night, even though I only spent about an hour with them before they had to sleep/leave for work. It made me so happy that they at least came to spend some time with me. But spending the rest of the day all alone made me feel so insignificant.
Anyways, work is going pretty good. I still get messed up with a lot of the till stuff, like when to swipe debit cards or circling the crazy stuff at the bottom of the receipt...blah. But I'll get the hang of it eventually. I hope. :)
Apr 11, 2007
Why work for a living?
I feel really upset and pissed off. But at the same time I'm a bit happy.
I got a birthday card from Grandma today, which was cool, I'll have to remember to call her or even write her a letter. :D Also, my new debit card came in the mail and I've got that all set up, which is also GOOD. And the cellphones dad ordered came in today, and I've claimed one as my own. :D
But then there's work. I really, really want to do good at work, but I feel like I'm already fucking it up too much. I feel completely lost all the time, and I keep messing up simple things like a normal transaction with a edge card, or gift card. I don't really feel very comfortable there either, nobody besides Jason has actually talked to me, even when I try to start up a conversation (unless I mess something up), and I can't even remember the prices of things or to check the wall behind the counter for the new games when someone brings one up to the counter. I always forget to circle the bottom of the receipt and I feel like I'm always doing things wrong and that nobody wants me to be there.
I'm hardly going to get paid anything at all, and people already want the money. I won't be able to get my ID back or pay back Daphne for WoW and Burning Crusade, and work clothes she bought me, since dad is apparently expecting money when I get paid.
I got a birthday card from Grandma today, which was cool, I'll have to remember to call her or even write her a letter. :D Also, my new debit card came in the mail and I've got that all set up, which is also GOOD. And the cellphones dad ordered came in today, and I've claimed one as my own. :D
But then there's work. I really, really want to do good at work, but I feel like I'm already fucking it up too much. I feel completely lost all the time, and I keep messing up simple things like a normal transaction with a edge card, or gift card. I don't really feel very comfortable there either, nobody besides Jason has actually talked to me, even when I try to start up a conversation (unless I mess something up), and I can't even remember the prices of things or to check the wall behind the counter for the new games when someone brings one up to the counter. I always forget to circle the bottom of the receipt and I feel like I'm always doing things wrong and that nobody wants me to be there.
I'm hardly going to get paid anything at all, and people already want the money. I won't be able to get my ID back or pay back Daphne for WoW and Burning Crusade, and work clothes she bought me, since dad is apparently expecting money when I get paid.
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