Wheeeeee, see, this is me back again... we are making progress! Do me a favor? Go sign up for Neopets using this linked image:
Thank you!! And then right after you do that head over to www.darrenhayes.com and click around. There isn't much there now as they're revamping his site but he's this totally awesome singer! You might have even heard of him. He used to be the lead singer of Savage Garden... ya know? The band that gave us one of the most over played songs ever "Truly, Madly, Deeply"? They have some really awesome stuff like "I Knew I Loved You" and "Crash and Burn" and "I Want You" too. Anyway, last month I got to go to a listening party in Indianapolis to hear his new album called "The Tension and the Spark" and let me just say it was amazing!! Different from all his previous stuff... very technoy, but in a good way. This is actually his second solo album, Spin being the first. Right now they're looking at September to release it so keep an eye out for it! Darren is such a great guy (he actually came to the listening party and spent over 30 minutes talking with the 40 people there and then took pictures with us and signed autographs) and it's such a shame that his record lable did a lousy job promoting his first album as it deserved it!
Just more reasons why I don't start stuff like this...
You see why I never start sites like this? I'm never capible of coming into them on a regular basis... it's not that I get bored with them or anything, it's just like I forget to come into them or something. See, like now, I am having fun! Of course, once I get my room put together correctly I'm putting up a list of sites I need to make sure to visit every night and this will be one of them. Maybe I'll actually get something done in that case...
I'm tired of being bored. I don't really know why I've been nothing but bored the past two days. It's also really cold in my room which probably isn't helping. Watching scandelizing home videos... this one of my aunt and uncle and cousin is especially scandelizing... maybe I'll go to bed. Sleep sounds nice...
Your a water Dragon! Congrats! Like ice dragons, you are extremly powerful, but show it more often. You are a leader, and like to speak your opinion. AND, you are charming, swift, and great at dancing, ou enjoy getting stuck in the rain, playing with friends, and swimming anywhere! Wat-ER you wating for?
You represent... happiness. Boy, are you full of cheer or what...? You have a sunny disposition and enjoy trying to spread your happiness. You have a tendency to be a little hyper, but you have the ability to make your own fun no matter what.
Neutral: Harmony and balance is key. You don't look at the world in a negative or positive way and you'll never judge or assume a situation- you just look at the facts. People like you are peaceful and accepting.
Just found this site(The Friday Five), maybe I'll attempt to do it weekly...
If you...
1. ...owned a restaurant, what kind of food would you serve?
Gosh... I think I'd have a cute little diner that served lots of good, American food where people could come hang out and have fun... or something like that
2. ...owned a small store, what kind of merchandise would you sell?
Does coffee count? Didn't think so... cute little trinkets probably. The kind of place that's perfect to go buy a gift for someone you don't really know but have to get a gift for?
3. ...wrote a book, what genre would it be?
But I am writing a book and it's an action/romance!
4. ...ran a school, what would you teach?
You mean like elementary, middle, or high school? Because if I'm teaching I wouldn't be running the school... but I'd probably prefer to teach elementary or high school English...
5. ...recorded an album, what kind of music would be on it?
But I'm attempted to record an album and it's got cool parodies on it!
You are the Marquis Da Sade. Even stripped of exaggerations, Your real life was as dramatic and as tragic as a cautionary tale. Born to an ancient and noble house, you were married (against your wishes) to a middle-class heiress for money, caused scandals with prostitutes and with your sister-in-law, thus enraging your mother-in-law, who had you imprisoned under a lettre de cachet for 14 years until the Revolution freed you. Amphibian, protean, charming, you became a Revolutionary, miraculously escaping the guillotine during the Terror, only to be arrested later for publishing your erotic novels. You spent your final 12 years in the insane asylum at Charenton, where you caused another scandal by directing plays using inmates and professional actors. You died there in 1814, virtually in the arms of your teenage mistress. You are a revolutionary deviant. I applaud you.
If i was a serial killer i would be Charles Manson.
Charles Manson... the only serial killer that faces life in prison, yet never actually killed anyone.
Manson believed that by starting a cult, and manipulating his followers with drugs and mental suggestion he would get them to think he was the next messiah, and force them into doing anything he said, he was right.
One night in the Hollywood hills, Manson set out his minions to attack the home of the head of a record label that rejected his work years back. That night they murdered 5 people one of which was Sharon Tate who was also eight months pregnant at the time. Shooting and stabbing their victims repeatedly and smearing the words "Die Pig Die", and "Helter Skelter" over the walls.
Manson thought that by doing these killings that it would start a race war between blacks and whites. He also believed that the Beatles wrote many of their songs for and about him.
Well! Okay, so it's technically only been 2 1/2 but work with me... I was rounding! I have an excuse for last week! Mom and Dad were gone and Rhu was here and I had to take care of the dog and I hardly even touched a computer! SO HA... uh hum, I'm not hyper or giddy, nah... wheeeeeeeee, 3:44pm. I should leave work, actually. I'm taking my sister to see Hidalgo. Then I'm coming home and playing Sims... that's actually what I've been doing the rest of the time I haven't been posting in here. Oh, while I'm thinking about it... CLICK ON THE NEOPETS BANNER ON THE RIGHT AND SIGN UP! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEASE! Even if you never touch the account, just sign up but make sure you use that banner so that they know I referred you. Yeah, yeah, I'm going actually... maybe I'll post again later 8)
When was the last time I wrote anyway? Finishing up my college application... feeling mostly better. My ears are still plugged and my nose is stuffed. Haven't been sick this long in forever; it's annoying. Wheeeeeee... what else? Nothing's gone on... I spent the weekend sleeping. Saw The Passion of The Christ yesterday. Excellent movie... maybe i'll talk about it more later but for now, I must sleep!
... or maybe it's just lost to the cold medicine. I was in bed, slept for a while, then I just got bored so here I am. Really tired of being sick. At least I don't have to go to work tomorrow! Anyone have any miracle cures for getting your ears unclogged? Didn't think so.
Maybe I should go work on digging out more of those quizzes. They're fun. What this post is proving I don't know but I felt like putting one up!
I know I should be telling you that I'm A rubai - but perhaps some other time. It sounds like work, and anyway, it's late - Unless I sleep, I'll be too tired to rhyme.
Besides, there's plates to clear and cups to clink, And when that's done I have to sit and think, Since then it won't be long before I need To sleep again and eat again and drink.
I am an aggressive sort of personality, out to get what I can, when I can. I prefer to avoid confrontation, but sometimes when it's called for, I can be a powerful character. I tend to be afflicted with munchies constantly. What Video Game Character Are You?
Cor blimey, I taste like Tea.
I am a subtle flavour, quiet and polite, gentle, almost ambient. My presence in crowds will often go unnoticed. Best not to spill me on your clothes though, I can leave a nasty stain. What Flavour Are You?
I am a Halo.
I believe I am perfect. Others may not think so, but those others are wrong. What Sort of Hat Are You?
Really :-p I didn't go to work today, realized after I was ready that I had a fever. Oh well. We'll see about tomorrow. I'm realizing how much I hate coughing and just how bloody painful a sore throat is... now that I've vented that...
Been transferring old e-mails from my old Yahoo account into Outlook. Trying to find old AIM conversations with those "what are you..." tests with the pictures that I never had a blog to put them in before...
Well, I finally broke down and spent some tbucks. New clock and new disclaimer, very nice.
I remembered what else I was going to post about. Went back to TICO again this past Friday(read my entry from February 8, 2004 if you wanna know what i'm talking about). Only, we should have known not to push a good thing... we just wanted pictures of the speciment stones that we got ourselves. But, as is typical with me, we just have to run into a guard guy. That was an adrenaline rush, let me tell you. All the websites we've looked at and all the people who have been there, never a mention of anyone patroling it but of course, we go and bam, there he is. He comes up from behing the fence, we go "crap" and continue looking casual. The roads around TICO are set up kind of like a snowman. Like there's one main road that is a giant circle that goes around it. Then at the far end of that circle, there's another one that goes around the cemetery. So he comes down the one half of the cemetery circle, does this turn around thingy (posting pictures would likely help this explanation...) so we think "okay, cool, he's gonna leave" circles back (I'm only assuming now he was actually circling around to get my license plate number since that would have given him a better view...) then he pulls back down the half he came down and then comes up around the other half of the cemetery road circle. Rolls down his window... "Hi." "Hey..." for some odd reason, considering Rhu usually does all the talking between us I was the one who did this time... why is this? I suppose it was because I was the paranoid about getting caught one... he says something about how we're not supposed to be there taking pictures, I think. we were in the middle of the field, probably 8-10 yards away near a freeway, it was hard to hear. I say, okay. He makes some comment about a relative or something then says something about going back up to the department of mental health or something and getting a piece of paper giving us permission to be back there. Actually, I swear he mentioned something about the assylum which isn't there... either way, they were lousy directions. I told him we hadn't known about getting permission (which is the honest truth. If I can get permission I'd much rather, but for heaven's sake, where was I supposed to find this out, huh? Thank you very little...) he says something else I don't remember now, then says "So I'm going to have to ask you to leave." I still can't figure out if he was really perturbed by our being there or appologetic about having to kick us out. I really couldn't read him very well. I suppose they get lots of teenagers back there but later that very evening Rhu and I went and ate at TGI Fridays and the guy who seated us opened it up to the drink menu and the waiter asked if we'd like to start off with some budlight or a white wine... I AM NOT 21... so it makes us think he actually might have thought we were older, therefore felt worse about kicking us out if we were legitimately there to just poke around innocently, which we were. For heaven's sake, wouldn't the state own that land? I pay taxes, I wanna see the old assylum graves! So, yes, this was our brush with the law... he even followed us out and everything... So I'm now terrified to go back without permission for fear that they'd actually do something since we've already been caught once. Of course, I'd like them to tell me where it's posted that I'm not supposed to be back there. All of the signs up applied to the TICO facility when it was in use, none of them refer to the cemtery. So, that was my fun for the weekend... maybe it was good that someone kicked us out of somewhere, I'm likely partially over my fear since I was afraid to an extreme of getting caught. Oh well :)
Since it so rudely decided to go ahead and post my last post with nothing in it and everytime I hit "edit post" it signs me out I guess I'll just do a new one :-p
I still don't know what to write... nothing really happened today. Everyone's really excited and really talking about me going to school in California... I shouldn't be so elated about it. Well, I probably should be. I don't know why I shouldn't be... *sigh* do you realize how totally awesome that would be?!
Of course this could be because I didn't go to church this morning, I'm not with Rhu, and I'm working... really, it's a small wonder it doesn't feel like Sunday.
Looking at this college, California Baptist University. I really wanna go... I requested information, hopefully it'll get here soon. I finally stopped just thinking about the fact that I want to go back out there and did something about going. I'm very happy. Mom and Dad and I were talking about it. If everything looks good, we even talked about me being out there by the start of the winter or spring quarter. That would be weird.
I'm tired of coughing. It's only making my throat hurt worse. My being sick is very random. Maybe I should go back to my English Lit. But that question makes no sense... maybe I should skip it... maybe I should take those papers into Mr. Watkins. Hmmm...
MOTHER... TERRY IS NOT SUPPOSED TO HAVE A THREE MONTH OLD IN HIS ARMS! That was an outburst. My being up here at the law firm working is not random. Okay, it is. It's not my fault I'm happily sleeping yesterday and Mom brings the phone down and says "it's a strange woman asking for you." It was Teresa... Mr. Watkins needed someone to come work for him today and they were all busy. Like I was going to pass up the money and my foot back in the door here... so I said yes and heaven only knows when I'm working until, supposedly only 5 or 6. Then I'm going to go get Rhu again... I think. Who knows. Have all the lawyers be delighted by my presense... I remember why I quit, they're scary. Lawyers are very scary people, okay?! Rob about plows me over at the door, then chipperly announces my name... Terry walks up, jittery as usual and like a proud father shows off his kid, who is very cute, I must say. Then Howard walks in, "Well, hey, look who's here!" Yes, I know I'm here... instead of in Springfield with Rhu. *SIGH* THEY'RE ALL SCARY... And work too much. This is Saturday, people. And I've only yet not run into... four of them, so like half of them are here! Okay, so that's not the reason I quit and actually regret quitting now that the Center has given me all my hours but Mr. Watkins brought that up and I said I needed more and he advises the board so maybe? Being up here working again is strange... I've definitely learned how to spell the word rescission... and I can't believe I'm typing up stuff for the same case I typed for last time. Have I mentioned being up here working is evil? O:-) I know i'm rambling, but rambling is fun. I shouldn't like my blog header as much as I do. Really... I'm hungry. Despite my best efforts to scrounge up food at the house this morning... Whee, having fun. I think I need more sleep. Actually, I feel ready to fall asleep... a nap sounds nice. Transcribers are awesome... I can play and reqind and fastforward this tape just with my foot! It's like real office equipment, man... It's like getting paid to play. Be 3:00 already. La la... I'm hungry. I really hope this is formatted right... oh well, he'll just make me change it if it's not. Oh, hurry up and rewind. Maybe I should post so I won't ramble anymore...
I'm doing much better today. In fact, I think this is one of the better days I've had in a while. That sounds awful... it makes me sound like I live in a permanent state of hell or something, and I don't... but, I'm not getting sidetracked!
Like the new blog header? Me too :-D San Diego skyline... *sigh* I wanna go back. I really do. I realized that in the car today, just how freaking much I want to go back and how much I belong. That's me. Not the weirdos or the freaks or any of that, but the beach, the mountains, the desert, the ocean... that is me and I think it's part of why I've been so miserable recently. I won't blame the trip in November directly, but I think now that I'm older it just really clicked in me that that's where I want to be and where I feel the most myself. But, obviously it's not what God wants right now, so I'd better toughen up and just be patient :)
I really should hurry up and finish my school work so I can lose myself in a nice sappy romance novel. My desperately longing to read one was random, but it's here. Maybe I should push my way through Wuthering Heights, that would be accomplishing both. But I've got a whole bookshelf of stuff by Robin Jones Gunn and Dee Henderson or a bunch more at the library that would do much nicer... I need to re-read the Christy and Todd college books, those are what I feel like reading. The next random question of the day, which is at least a little related to this topic, is why do I feel guilty about the thought of like actually wanting a boyfriend? Other than the fact that I've gone on and on and on and on about not having one since I was like 13. Actually, I question whether this isn't just a wanting of guy friends. I always did get along with boys better... girls are boring! Most of them anyway... there are some cool ones ;-) I at like 18 1/2 finally wanting to enter relationships shouldn't... not scare. Scare isn't the right word. I guess it's the wording that's bad... I'm not scared of the relationships, I'm 'concerned' about my wanting one. Wheeeeeeee, I suppose it only comes with being a hopeless romantic...
But, it's back to Macbeth for me for now... Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! Bewaaaarrrrrrrrrrrre Macduff!
...and that's the only disclaimer I'm putting on this entry.
Rant #1: Why do we have to get that speaker for the banquet?! See, last year the place I work at (pauses breifly to explain she works in a Crisis Pregnancy Center) we started having a fundraising banquet. It wasn't as much of a success as we had hoped but we've brought more money in than ever before so no one's complaining. The thing is, it's coming time to start planning this year's banquet and my boss is after Jill Stanek (sp?). I mean, yes, she's got a really powerful testimony (she worked at a hospital in Chicago that did live birth abortions and would hold the babies until they died) but she's $1,500! We've got more money but that doesn't mean we freaking need to spend it! Namely when we've got a local radio guy who is involved in the Center's in his area and was willing to come do it for a love offering, IOW, free to us. :-p But nooooooo, that's just not good enough! We have to spend spend spend spend... it wasn't so bad until the board meeting today when they jumped on ship and basically went "get her no matter what" :-p I'm really upset by this but apparently I'm the only one who's officially associated with the Center who is (since my parents also are)
Rant #2: Am I the only person who has no desire to get married at like 20, before I've graduated college?! I swear I can't think of a single person I know who hasn't... well, a single person I know who's married. Karen, Karen didn't but I have a whole list of issues with her marriage anyway... but I mean, my parents got married at 20... all of Rhu's siblings got married at 20... my boss's daughter is getting married in September :-p Of course, I have a whole list of issues with that marriage too like the fact that the daughter is a Christian and the fiance isn't! But, what do I know :-p Whatever, I mean, I'm starting to feel like the last normal person on the face of the planet! Yes, I want to get married... I very much want to get married and have children but not when I'm young and stupid!
Rant #3: DOES ANYONE HAVE ANY MORALS ANYMORE?! I would note the order of that desire. I want to get married and have children, NOT THE OTHER WAY AROUND :-p I'd like to be able to walk around my own little hick town without seeing everyone's chests or their stomachs or their underwear or like the entirety of their legs! IT'S ALL I ASK. I'd like to be able to turn on the TV and stop on random stuff and not have to be paranoid a parent will walk into the room. I'd like to just find one decent couple!!!!!!!!!! One that is willing to wait until they've graduated college to get married... one that's willing to realize a Christian should marry a Christian... one that's willing to do all this waiting without shacking up... one that's willing to get married because they wanted to, not because the chick got pregnant... just a single thought out marriage. I mean, my parent's marriage is okay, apart from the getting married at 20. She wasn't pregnant... in fact, I didn't come along for two years... and neither of them were Christians at the time and neither one of them was even in college, Dad was in the Marines. That's about as close as I'm going to get I think... *sigh* I know it sounds egotistical, but why do I seem to be one of the few people left on the planet with a brain, complete with morals?!
I found this in another blog... I don't remember which... it seemed amusing enough, and different.
Using band names, spell out your first name:
K-iss (despite my hating them) R-EO Speedwagon I-NXS S-avage Garden (WHEE! I even get to work my favorite in) T-hird Eye Blind I-ncubus (NASTY... ICK, ICK, ICK) N-ickelback E-verclear
Have you ever had a song written about you? Specifically about me? Uh, no? With my name even in it? NO!
What song makes you cry? A Baby's Prayer by Kathy Troccoli and if I'm in a really sappy mood Butterfly Kisses by Bob Carlisle
What song makes you happy? Actually, a lot... actually, the music I create playing the piano makes me happiest
What do you like to listen to before bed? Anything
Name a song by Coal Chamber: Tyler's Song... wow... see what I can do with Yahoo? I've never heard of this person in my life...
First album you ever bought? Rhu technically bought Dizzy Up The Girl, though I paid for half of it... uh, Third Eye Blind, their debut album was probably first. That or Affirmation and Savage Garden by Savage Garden
Name a song that reminds you of someone and why: Do they have to be real? I mean, like every Matchbox Twenty song makes me think of Ham, a character in my book. Why? Uh, because they're all really really like his life... Any Sting song makes me think of Patrick, namely Moon Over Bourbon Street, but again, he's a character in my book! Why? Because he likes Sting... And Dear Diary makes me think of Crys, but here we go with my book characters again...
Okay, only almost a week but that's besides the point.
This weekend was definitely not good. Most definitely. That's been about the only thing I've been sure of recently. I mean, the stuff with Rhu was great as usual. We went ice skating Friday night at The Chiller. I even won a t-shirt in a drawing they had. That was exhilerating. Watching Rhu ice skate was very amusing too... I even managed to never fall for once. Before that we had poked around the mall and the shower head tester at The Great Indoors was finally working which was also fun. Then Friday night after we left the ice skating place is when everything went to hell... I don't think I'm up for really talking about it yet. I'm just glad my parents didn't kill me, that's all I have to say.
Saturday was okay. We spent lots of time sitting in McDonald's working on our books. Specifically "Beamish Boy" and "Echoes of Angels" which is actually books four and five in the series but it's their lifes stories which makes it far easier to work on book one! But we've said we're going to finish those two by February definitely and we haven't set a deadline for book one yet but it'll probably be the end of March.
Then we went to one of the cemeteries in West Liberty. That was kind of fun. We didn't really do much 'cause it was too cold. Then drove around aimlessly before going to babysit Rhu's neice, Zoe. She was cute as usual :) Then we went back to Rhu's house and slept really late on Sunday 'cause Zoe's parents didn't get back until really late... I don't remember what else we did Sunday. Oh, we came back to my house and worked on the books some more and did Dad's birthday cake even though his birthday was on the 12th. My parents still don't seem ready to kill me, this is nice. Actually, considering how irate Mom was Friday night you'd never know anything happened... maybe I should quit referring to that before I drive everyone reading this insane because I won't spill :p
Then today we went and dug around... okay, looked around the Urbana Cemetery and a cemetery near Cable and the bridge in Cable which they are starting to tear down! *SIGH* Evil, evil people... then I came home and have been working on the cemetery site ever since basically.
I don't really feel like going to work tomorrow. I really don't feel up for much of anything now that I'm alone. I think I'm tired of winter which also isn't helping my mood... I dunno, I just feel weird lately. Now it's probably mostly from what happened Friday but I felt weird before that. I don't know what it is but I don't like it. I feel happy and look happy to everyone and I am when it comes down to it but I just... I don't know, there's something really off. Maybe it's having all this schoolwork on my back and that I have to be in college full-time by October 8 or all hell breaks loose... *SIGH* Maybe I'll get out of this really depressing blog entry now...
*sigh* I don't think today was a good day. I don't know. Nothing particularly awful happened, I just don't feel great. Not sick ick either, just bummed ick... The girl who came into the Center who was barely 14 and just had her baby likely didn't help. I mean, my sister just turned 14 four days ago! I can't imagine being pregnant, let alone her! The little guy was awfully cute though, Caleb was his name. The grandmother seemed to be doing a good job making up for what the mother didn't know so... with prayers, hopefully things will be as okay as possible :p
