Summer?

i can't believe that it's the end of the semester. the thing that really gets me is that it isn't warm out yet. somedays its not that bad but it only lasts for a little while and by the end of the night its freezing. i can't barely sit outside bc the wind is so cool compared to how warm the sun is. i just want to be able to wear my nice summer clothes and go to the beach... won't that be nice

New Job ; )

About a month ago I started a new job at this hair salon and so far I absolutley love it! I'm training to be a receptionist (obviously not a hair stylist). i'm super xcited because I havne't had a job like this in a long time. I mean i work at a daycare and i tutor and babysit but nothing serious i guess you could say. the last job i had i worked at eckerd which wasn't that bad until i transfered to a different one and got a new manager. he was a complete asshole and we just never had any fun, it was like ring people out and straighten the shelves BORING. but now i get a really good discount on all salon services and products (mind you they have a spa) so i am in heaven.. i just hope that working with that many females doesn't turn into some situation like the one with the girl i wrote about. Note to self: keep jokes to yourself. oops.

My Crappy Day

How pissed was i yesterday when after I walk out of my class after taking a test this girl comes up to me and confronts me about some crazy shit. This girl made a big deal about this stupid class project we had to do and went around to try and find someone to work with but in the process talked so much shit about a me and this other girl in the class. so i found out what she was saying adn i didnt care whatever no big deal. but one of the things she said was oh they miss so much class (which isn't true cause i missed only 3) they aren't good students i don't want to work with them blah blah blah. tuesady she missed her second class and i made a joke saying oh wow she missed her second class must mean shes a bad student. and then the other two girls went off on a tangent abotu her and ya know I laughed but there wasn't anything malicious said. so i guess one of the other girls in the class decided she should tell her because she has nothing else better to do and because im sure they were such good friends :/ and in the end I got bitched at for saying everything. but its okay because i bitched at her too and told her she needs to get her facts straight before she comes yelling at me because i didnt say any of the things she accused me of

so overall for about 5 mins. i stood on third floor lally yelling back and forth with this girl and i felt like i was in high school all over again. it was horrible because the bit*h just didn't see where she was wrong and wouldn't shuttup. so yeah i felt like shit and my whole day was ruined

My Friend

so when we wrote poems for Eng 206 one of my poems was about a friend i had for a reallllly long time. Now... she was a good friend, but for some strange reason a lot of crazy things used to happen to her... like really fucked up shit. so i would think oh poor "my friend" i can't believe all this shit happens to her. until one day she made this lie up about her mom n when i talked to her mom her mom told me that it wasn't true. so then i thought about it n i was like she must be lying about so much shit. and it all clicked... if that makes any sense. it was as if knowing that she could make up such a big fat lie about her mother made it only seem logical that other things could be lies. (especially since they really didn't make any sense to begin with) so that is the story with a lot of ommisions

THE END

Oh man...

All I have to say is "This Blows"... yes i think this is a prefect time to use that phrase. I have like a gazillion blogs to write before the end of the semester and i have only written five. it so hard for me to have something be due and not actually have to hand it in because then i am def. more apt to not do it. if that makes any sense. i guess it's okay because in like 2 weeks it will all be over and we will be able to enjoy summer (hopefully it will feel like summer) but until then i have to do a shitload of work for school that i wouldn't do if my future didn't depend on it. Super!

Spring

When the spring comes Id like to say that ill be the happiest girl around,
But the thing is I'm not sure if it will bring the same warmth that it has before,
With the melting of the snow and rolling down your car window.
When you can hear the music from other peoples cars quiet clearly,
you know that Spring is on its way.
Im not sure if im ready for the feeling of the sun.
Or the smell of the air fresh and clean,
But not at all like any laudry detergent claiming to smell spring fresh.
(The truth is i never thought spring smelt much like laundry detergent)
I think its rather a crisp smell really,
yet its not warm enough to heat up your lungs.
My favorite thing to do is "play summer"
when you go outside and sit in the sun and pretend that you are toasting quiet well,
Sitting and feeling the sudden gust of air that sends the shivers up and down your entire body.
Now that is spring.

I cant get this idea of spring off my mind.
I can hear it now, the sound of the world around me coming alive.
The birds catching up on things they've missed while they've been away,
And the leaves rustling soothingly in the breeze.
And if I could tell you how spring tastes, boy if only I could tell you, welllll...
I would say it tastes like watermelon, because that was my favorite.

I hope my spring it hasnt changed and time has yet to show and tell me.
I always promised myself I would never forget the simple pleasures in life,
But sometimes growing older just has its way of changing things on you,
Without even consulting you first, how rude, right?!....
But then again its things like spring, that quietly whisper a small reminder in you ear...
Of who you are and what you always held to be important,
Because i know i can always count on it to bring me back...
To a small child who will always be inside of me, who knew how to take the smiple things,
And turn them into extrodinary things.

Finally...

I am so excited that my friday night class is over! My last class was last night. It wasn't a bad class, but there was just so much work that we had to do for one credit. I've been so stressed out with all the work that I've had to do for school that having one less class is going to be such a load off of me. It's funny though, because during school I feel so freaked that I'm not going to get everythnig done on time, I just can't wait to get a break, but when summer comes and theres only a few weeks left I cant wait to go back. Maybe I need to learn not to procrasinate. I wonder how people can do it. I always tell myself that this time Ill do thnigs on time, but it never happens. Oh well, maybe next semester Ill be on top of the ball. :)

WoW...

This really blows. All I want to do is write my blog. This will be the third time I am writing it. Everytime I push the publish button it makes me go to the sign in screen... so like a good person I do as told. Then, when I push login it tells me that there is an error. My thoughts of everything have gone out the drain and all I want to do is publish this draft so that tom. night I don't have to do it after my night class that goes until 8:30. AHHHHHH!!! I am just writing and I feel as is this is a waste because when I push the publish button at the bottom of the screen it is going to make me sign in and this will have been another 8 mins of my life wasted. I want to go out... PLEASE WORK!!!

Parking Lot Trouble.

So, today was just not so great of a day. I got home after my first field experience of the semester and decided to start my Reader Response for my other English class, when I thought that it would be a good idea to run to the bank. I had a good amount of time before my class started, but I wanted to make sure that I would be able to do the assignment and eat dinner and all that good stuff before class. So I get to the bank and there's a gazillion people in line, and of course I wait and it takes me 2 minutes to do my transaction and I'm done. I quickly walk to my car and pull out of the parking spot, and as I'm trying to leave the parking lot someone else is pushing to get into it. Mind you this parking lot sucks and there's absolutely no space for two cars to fit next to each other, so I reverse to let him in and BANG! As I was reversing to let the guy in, someone else was reversing out of their spot. I was sooooo pissed and felt horrible! Luckily, the guy was super nice and wasn't a complete asshole like in Dane Cook, "HOW COULD YOU LET ME HIT YOUR CAR!" Except different, but you get it. Anyway, I'm glad that it wasn't too bad, and that no one got hurt.

Hmmm...

Great, now that I've created myself a new account for my blog hopefully it will let me sign in from now on. I wonder if the thing I wrote without looking is gone forever? Weird how things like this happen with technology. I swear, I've been having so many problems with computers and such lately. I had to practically reformat my computer the other day because somehow someone was looking at the info. on my computer. I know there's a word for that, but i can't think of it. (For all I know I could be describing the whole problem wrong.) Anyway, speaking of technology, it makes me wonder if it's such a great thing sometimes. I think in some cases it is, but are we becoming too reliant on it? I mean even when it comes to me, without the Internet I'm lost. Well, without my computer I'm lost. Sometimes it just make me wonder if someday we're going to have an I:Robot experience in our lives. I don't know if that sounds too corny, but whatever. Seriously though, are we becoming lazy and depending on technology to do things for us, or is it the opposite and being able to use technology and understand it is this wonderful amazing art?