Driving

Early Blog. Kinda early. 2:00 pm

I'm really tired of my mom assuming I know every road out there. This is the country, land of the million roads marked only by a number. Some of these roads stretch all the way across the country area, some are barely a mile long. I have never had the need to know any but 3 ways to leave my house, seeing how I've only been driving since November and have never gone anywhere but Decatur and Ft. Wayne.

I know I've dealt with flood waters before, and if you recall it was pitch black out and I had to call you to figure out how to get home several times because I ended up are the far side of a largely flooded area around my house. I've never driven to Ossian, so no, I didn't know where that road connected to the one I was on.

Now you keeps repeating the same fucking road in the same two ways. You make NO effort to try to explain it thoroughly. No, repeating the road name and where it takes you doesn't ring any bells, because I've never taken that road to get that place. Why would I just randomly know those things?

I probably sound like a total dumbass right now. I won't help things by saying that I still get lost when I drive in town. I also have never had to drive very far off of 13th street, our main road. I am capable of navigating between my workplace and my new home on nearly any road I turn onto. That's all I've ever needed to drive.

But when you get angry with me and wonder why I yell in response, have you ever considered that I'm not just being a difficult bitch? I'm notoriously bad with directions. I don't know what road you're talking about and yelling it at me won't make me understand it any better. It's not like I couldn't hear you, I just didn't know.

tl;dr
Shouting at me won't change the fact that I suck at directions, nor will it effect the lack of respect I've gained towards you as a person.

5 days

I got most of my stuff at Brandon's now. Dad helped me to bring some bigger stuff in, like my desk drawers and 2 shelf unit things. I finally found the crawl space entrance.

To the left is my username spelled out in alphabet blocks. I didn't have another A to make it A-Coin-Operated-Girl, which is my Vampire Freaks account.
I also have a few pics from penguin point, some of a pair of Rainbow shoes, some hearts frosted onto my car window and where I want the deviantArt symbol on my foot. I'm just putting them here to entertain you a little while you read.. and because I just blue toothed them from my phone. I have a lot of trouble keeping these things in place when I type. I'll probably be publishing and checking it and redoing it over and over until it's right.

Well, my room looks so damn empty right now. It's okay though. My carpet looks horribly messy though, because I've never vacuumed. I fucking hate how this site formats shit. Nothing is in place quite right and I can't just upload all of my images when I need them because they always upload at the very top.

Anyway. 5 days. :D And Michelle is coming back over that week that I'm off, because she's on spring break. I'll be on my period, but I'm still TOTALLY gonna do a photoshoot. With Brandon there, because it's our week together. And I guess April is gonna be there too, which is okay I guess. I don't know how Brandon will act :\ oh well.

Time changes tonight I guess. It's bullshit. I didn't even know because I don't get any news channels on my 2 fucking tv stations. It's a bullshit move for the stations to stop giving an analog signal before they have to. A lot of people still only get that signal and they're fucking us over. We're their viewers. I don't think very highly of them at the moment, and my stick with Fox and channel 15.

Mom and I worked on a puzzle together. I totally Pwned her. I got twice as much done as her in less time. I like puzzles. I can't wait to be doing them with Brandon.

I'm rambling.

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7 days

I found something out about myself today. I hate dieting. I hate "lifestyle changing"...

I've realized that the later in the week it is, the harder it is for me to keep on track with what I'm eating.

Realizing this, I think I'd be more suited to eat "right" Sunday-Thursday, and let myself enjoy food to it's fullest on Friday and Saturday, because after a stressful week at work I just want to scarf down cheeseburgers and fries and pop and any random unhealthy thing I find. I ate a grilled sandwich with swiss cheese and extra honey mustard... Then I ate some fries. Then I ordered myself a chicken sandwich and fries and a big chocolate chip cookie dough frosty. Now I just finished eating more fries, a tenderlion, and I'm drinking a Dr. Faygo. I just -feel- like eating. It's either because I'm hormonal or I just get too stressed out from work by the end of the week to care.

Either way. I feel shitty for doing all this to my body, but I know I can make up for it. Brandon is SET on working out with me. I also think I'm gonna get one (just one) cardio video that I can play on my TV in the living room every morning. I plan on doing so in my underwear :D

MY stuff is almost totally packed up. Not much left but odds and ends.

My dad is possitively AMAZING. He's fixing the house for free. FREE. He said he didn't even want money for the supplies. I'm not gonna let him pay for my floor tiles. He keeps offering to pay for things and help out. Best dad EVER. Jacob is going to help me move tomorrow. If he comes home...

well. I'll be off now. Not to pack more. To browse ebay. I feel like browsing.

Jacob aprroves of my Pikachu tattoo idea. That's a surefire sign that it's gonna be good.

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mostly shit about moving

I have two boxes of alphabet blocks, courtesy of my mom :D I still don't have enough to spell me and Brandon's names. I'm one N short, because the dumbasses put an N on the back of an A block. Two common letters.

I'm scouring eBay for more. I think I may have found some, but I don't want to spend the money. I want my Pikachu tattoo. Even Jacob said it sounded pretty cool, and he thinks most tattoos are stupid.

Brandon is out in 8 days. Almost only 7. One week! xD getting to be with Brandon outweighs me starting my period on the first night we'll have together in 4 months. I'm so lonely without him. Jacob is doing okay with bass right now, so hopefully him and Aaron will be coming over a lot so that Brandon can "jam" with someone. He wants to get the Roland Fantom keyboard I want. Not for -me- but for him that I can use whenever I want :3 I need to get my Dresden Dolls/Virginia/Who Killed Amanda Palmer companion so that I can play that shit :D

shit I should be sleeping right now.
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Some random thoughts on moving and lifestyle changes (as in, dieting)

I got my second car load of boxes to Brandon's house. I fit 12 boxes into my car for tomorrow. Jacob is going to take 6 for me as well for letting him use my bass and amp. that leaves... 13 boxes that are packed at the moment. I still need to box up my more fragile stuff, like my lava lamps and such. And get my odds and ends sorted out... get my Desktop over there. My room looks really empty and it makes me feel gooood. I'm almost there. I'm almost out!

The guy came to turn the water on today. There's a leak somewhere at the main shutoff in the house (thankfully not the main shutoff on the street; that would require extensive repairs.) My dad will be back from Canada tomorrow i think, so he'll be able to take care of all that shit. The floor will have to wait though, sadly. We just won't have the money yet.

He wants to get his tattoos to celebrate getting out of jail (since I'll be on my period most of our week off, that's basically the only celebration he'll get. We'll probably argue a LOT, but going to Golden Coral and Penguin Point and the Pancake House will make up for it)...

I want a tattoo too. I think I want a pikachu (I may be fucking lame, but at least I'm not delusional enough to think I like the Mario games when I was younger. I was bad at them. I didn't play them) and he's gonna be right below my outter ankle and he'll be shooting a blue lightning bold like he did in the original Super Smash Bros, and it'll go down my foot to my toes. Bas Ass.

Not to mention I'd rather have my X pole NOW to exercise than a new floor. I know. Priorities. I like exercise. Well, I need it. I worked out for 15 minutes this morning. Then I carried boxes to my house for 10 minutes. Then I carried boxes to my car for 15 minutes. 45 minutes of workout including weight training and cardio :D (but I ate Burger King and had their Irish shake. yuuum. but baaaad)

ugh. I'm gonna go to bed. I want to make sure I have time to work out tomorrow morning. And I start my pasta thing tomorrow. I need an extra big breakfast because I'll only be able to eat a small lunch (wendy's obviously doesn't have pasta...)

yeah...

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Diet, exercise, moving and so on.

Hmmm.

I got paid today. I haven't bought anything with my money yet though. I'm still determined to save it. I know I can. Brandon is going to live with Ramen noodles for the next 9 days so that we can afford to go to Penguin Point and Golden Coral when he gets out.

I've also decided on a diet plan. This may sound a bit "extreme" to people, but I've heard it's more effective than starvation/carb can calorie cutting/diet pills/eating food sent in by a diet plan that tastes TERRIBLE...

You eat pasta for 4 days, then whatever for 4 days. I think I'm not gonna eat straight up pasta, I'm thinking Ramen, Penne, and bow pastas with light sauces. Still much healthier than, say, a cheeseburger and fries and a large Vault... I AM trying to eat healthier, so on the 4 "whatever" days I'm not going to gorge myself. But those four days will be days were I won't make myself feel guilty about eating a candy bar or drinking a sprite or eating a burger. Maybe I'll even have a piece of cake :D

I sound crazy right? Don't worry. I think the anorexic look is the most disgusting thing I've ever laid eyes on. I feel bad for the poor girls for thinking they're fat, but that doesn't make them attractive.

I'm about 150-155 pounds now. 2 years ago I weighed 135-140. I've always had a 'goal' of 125. I hope to god when I'm down to 130 my hip bones don't portrude. I've noticed that girls with a flat stomach tend to have abnormaly protruding hips. I have big hips to being with. But if I drop a lot of stomach weight but not a lot of thigh and upper arm weighed I'll have to either sacrifice having thin arms and legs or let my stomach look like nasty shit.

): I'll figure it out. Brandon said we'd get me the X Pole as soon as he gets out. I'll be doing that for exercise plus bike riding. awesome.

Starting moving my boxes. 8 are in the house, 9 more in my car. My room looks soooo big again.

9 days til my baby is out.

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No pictures today

I feel extremely broke right now. I'm supposed to be saving my money for my tattoo. Every time I'm in the store I ask myself "is this more important than my tattoo?" to which I ALWAYS say "no" and keep on walking. I haven't spent ANY of my money on new shit. NONE. I got the converter box like I said I was going to, I got gas and then I got food for me and Brandon every day. I spent a LOT less money than usual. (I did spend about $10 at dollar tree)

But, I'm still broke before my next check. It's like no matter what I do I'm fucked with money. I hate that. I'm either unhappy about spending my money and being broke, or I'm unhappy about not spending my money and STILL being broke.

I just wanna go shopping. badly.




anyway. Brit's been over for the past few days. It's been fun. We think we're gonna make a cult together about being losers. :D I wore my new red converse, did some shitty picture edits, made signs for vampire freaks...

I think going to Khol's is what put me in a spending mood. Fucking mom made me go with her. She spend 300 fucking dollars. I already talked about that though right?

ugh. I hate this feeling.

I move out in 12 days :3

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