There's no emoticon for what I'm feeling!!!

I have just seen a commercial for a Care Bear that sings and dances to the song "Let's get physical" aimed at small children.

"There's no emoticon for what I'm feeling!"-Comic Book Guy "The Computer Wore
Menace Shoes"

I like swimming in the sea

Theme music: "Beyond" by Cadet
I am: discombobulated

I just got back from playing poker at Lori's new house and I am ashamed to admit that not only was this my first time playing poker but I also lost all of my chips within the first hour. It was so horrible that everyone felt the need to constantly make fun of me, which was fun the first 2 hours and then it just became redundant and annoying.

On the other hand I beat Daniel 4 times at Speed and beat Daniel AND Ryan at least once at Double Down. Considering it was the first time I had played Double Down in about a month and some, I was impressed.

My mom's surgery went ok. We're still waiting for some test results though. Uck, I hate waiting. Patience is a virtue that I do not have.

"I tried talking to Jesus but He just put me on hold Said He’d been
swamped
by calls this week And He couldn’t shake His cold"- Colin Hay

I love that line. It's such a Dave Eggers line.

I LOVE YOU MARK RYDEN!!

Theme music: "Learning how to smile" by Everclear
I am: shocked that Sunny-D is not orange juice

So I am highly ticked because one of my favorite artists, Mark Ryden, not only was at the San Diego Comic-Con International, 2004 but he also has a NEW exhibit at the Grand Central Art Center in Santa Ana, California which only makes me want to go to California more. I've come to the conclusion that I will NEVER be able to see his work up close. I really wanted to see his "Blood" exhibit because of all the awesome reviews but I never got the chance. Once again not living in California has hindered my life. DARN YOU CALIFORNIA AND YOUR AMAZING ART EXHIBITS!!!

Bills

Theme music: "Songs from an american movie" by Everclear
I am: Wondering why in the world no one told me how wonderful orange spray paint is

I have a vandalism problem and I think that I have take the first step by admitting that it does exist. First it was writing on every bathroom stall on the way to and from Georgia and now it’s dollar bills.
The other day, while working box, I became very bored. More bored then I had ever been in my entire life. I decided to show some imitative and do something about it so…I started writing on one dollar bills. It wasn’t as if I was destroying the image of the bill. In fact it was in that very small border in which nothing sits. I thought of how awesome it would be if one of my friends was handed a dollar bill and found their name and “rocks my face off” on it. So started putting “ [insert name here] rocks my face off” on about 20 bills. Though it would have been killer if I had done several names, I realized that it would take longer for them to circulate back so I only did two names. I feel as though if I were to tell those names then the element of surprise would be destroyed so I everyone will just have to wait about twenty years to see if it was them who I destroyed government property for. How sad. By the end of my shift, I had successfully written on 25 one-dollar bills and had handed them back to customers.

Apparently, it is a federal offense to vandalize currency. Eh, whatever. I always wanted to see what it was like in prison. I can see it now. Me in a jail cell with some burly woman as she tells me about how she stabbed some secret service guys. “So what are you in for?” she will ask.
“I wrote on some one-dollar bills.” I shall say.

::cough cough:: No Rachel, I'm not dead yet

Theme Music: "Hysteria" by Muse
I am: lacking in the lung department

I've been sick for the past week if you can't tell by the title. You'd think my teachers would be annoyed with the coughing and would just tell me to go home and get some sleep but no.they actually want me to attempt to learn while I lose a vital body part.

I feel so bad for my roommate Rachel because I'm sure I'm keeping her up at night with the cough and the sniffing and the wheezing. It's all good though she talks in her sleep.

I'm sitting here, typing this as I wear my uber comfortable yet 4 sizes too big Oak Grove "Uncut" t-shirt. Its yellowness makes me happy. Kristin has offered do her shrink-a-dink process to it, for a price of course, but I don't know. I have trust issues and this is one of my favorite shirts.

I'm pretty tired considering I just spent a good 5 hours cleaning the office at the eight. Oh, man it was great! I got all these wicked awesome stickers from random things. I also found a year-old pixie stick and ate it. That pretty much grossed out Mike (general manager) but I informed him that Pixie Sticks are pure sugar and sugar NEVER goes bad. It did taste pretty nasty though. Uck...I think I can still taste that rancid grape in my mouth. Excuse me while I brush my teeth.

OOOoo

I was finally able to scan ALL of the Nacho Park pictures. Whooopeee!

It's not a problem until I say so DARN IT!

Theme Music: "Goodrich Quality Theater Theme Song"
I am: awaiting the release of the NEWEST edition of Trainspotting on DVD

I believe I have some how created a DVD buying addiction. I find myself buying more and more DVDs and it is becoming somewhat of a problem. This week I plan on getting "Clerks" the 10th anniversary addition which I can afford but only because I received $50 in the mail from a loving relative who didn't realize that I graduated about 4 months ago. After this little spree I promise to stop. I will just have to deal with not being able to say that I own such beloved DVDs as "The Punisher" or "Angel: season 4" ::sigh::

GET THE LEAD OUT

Theme music: "Fly" by New Anthem (new obsession of mine)
I am: questioning how much wood a wood-chuck could really chuck

Last night Andrew, Nicole, Christa, and I all went to Nubrew and saw two of the coolest Christian bands in the world. Education of Monkeys (who played at my church on Wednesday) and New Anthem ::drools all over keyboard::. It turns out that the Lead Guitarist is what I like to refer to as "eye candy.” I tried to get Andrew to go up to him and talk to him for me (because yes, I am still in Junior High) but he put up a fight. "What do you want me to say?! ::in a very feminine voice:: 'You played so well tonight! You guys are just so hot right now!'" "Fine! Mock me all you want!" I responded. To make a long story short there was no interaction between cute guitar man and I. He was too busy with the blonde high school bimbos.

Random story time:
When Tamila and I were in the 9th grade, we were pretty much attached at the hip. I remember how did stupid stuff all the time like starting new catch phrases. We even came up with the term "He has a little sweet in his tooth" which refers to one "sounding gay.” Then if a guy walked "gay" we'd say he "had a little shimmy in his shake." Well, the other day I was waiting for the elevator and I overheard this guy talking to his roommate and I couldn't help but think "Dude, that guy has so much 'sweet in his tooth' that he probably has cavities!" I attempted to cover up my laughter by running away but the second I hit the door to my room I cracked up. I ended up calling Tamila just so that I could have someone else to share in the laughter.
Tamila and I came up with stupid phrases like that all the way through high school When her debate partner Matt gave up rides home we’d roll down the windows and literally scream “GET THE LEAD OUT” at the small children walking home. Actually, it wasn’t even just small children. I believe that we yelled that at anyone who was walking…good times. Good times. How we were never beaten up is a mystery to me.

I have concluded that all art schools have the SAME EXACT ESSAY QUESTIONS. I swear there must be some kind of generic application floating around that schools just photo copy and give out.I've also found that these schools tend to take more interest in you when you mention that you will be transferring into their school. I've never received more phone calls from schools in my entire life!! I'm planning on going up to the Kansas City Art Institute next month to talk to one of their people. I've already done this once so this time it should go about 10 times faster. Finally:Natalie and Hannah will be excited to hear that my stellar photo album will be open to the public soon. So you guys will finally be able to get in without having to type in the lame password, I gave you, every time.

Put on hold

Theme Music: "Beautiful World" by Colin Hay (it's on the wonderful Scrubs soundtrack)
I am: wondering if that stuff on the ceiling is cottage cheese or rotten milk

If this is your first time to my site I must explain that yes, my life does rock and yes, I am happy about 95% of the time but every so often I will have a bad day and feel the need to share my crappy emotions with all my friends (and occasionally a random visitor to my site). I do use this site as my "journal" so what I post here I wouldn't just randomly come out and say to some one but I understand that this is public and therefore open for anyone to see but if I didn't post about those bad days I wouldn't really be human I'd just be some kind of cheapened version of a carebear. No one really likes cheap carebears do they? I think I have a pretty awesome mixture of funny stories and silly anger posts. I do worry that people will assume certain things about my posts...then think I'm some kind of weird freak...and call the police but I'm sure people know better than to assume and would email me if they had further questions about posts before they would commit me. One might hope that's how it would go.

Oh Goodness there is a strange construction worker hanging on a rope outside my window. He just freaked the living heck out of me. Now he is looking at me. I will avoid all eye contact. ACK IT'S NOT WORKING!!!!

Did I mention that all construction work on my resident hall was supposed to be done about a month ago? Lies I say! ALL LIES!

What did you say?

Theme music: "Heroin Girl" by Everclear
I am: appearently starting the trend of looking hung over

I believe one of the girls on my floor just informed me that I look hung over. I told her I wasn't and probably could have explained that I don't drink but that would require energy...something I have absolutely none of. When I got back into the room and looked in the mirror I realized that yes..I look very hung over.

I should start a trend. The "I'm not hung over but I sure look like it" look. It could be all the rage.

The Cat Lady of Guadalupe and my 7 year plan

Theme music: "My December" by Linkin Park
I am: Strangely shaking from either a lack of sleep, stress, or some kind of unknown fear about bunk-beds. Heck it could be all three for all I know.

I told Kevin and Andrew that if I started collecting two cats a year starting with my next birthday I'll be able to be "The Cat Lady of Guadalupe" by the time I'm 25. Andrew kind of giggled and Kevin just looked at me with confusion and said, "Why would you want to do a thing like that and be a freak?" At which point I had to explain to him that my cats were going to be my only source of companionship and finding companionship with fifteen cats is not a "freak" like thing to do. Old ladies do it everyday. I'm just getting a head start. He made some kind of smart comment about "companionship" which I do not care to repeat and I gave him the evil eye. And thus is the story of the second time I have ever given Kevin the evil eye.

OMG IS THAT DR. WILLIS?

Theme music: Pretty Fly (for white guy) by The Offspring
I am: wondering where my scotch-tape went

There I was sitting outside of my IDS 100 class and then I saw him. In all his glory he walked right by me. He was exactly how the head of the SMSU art department WOULD look like. Thin with long grey hair pulled back into a pony tail, casual button-up shirt, with classy tie, and glasses that just enhanced the intellectual look. I wasn't quite sure what to do other then stare open-mouthed. I had to contain my urge to stand up and scream...My art career is resting in your hands!

In other news:

Hannah is now allowed to leave me about 10 million voice messages just because they make my day. For instance...

"Hey Laura, it's Hannah. I left your pictures by the front door. I am now off to Borders where I will sit in a corner, eating a cookie, while I read obscure British music magazine by myself. The end. Bye."

That made my day.

In other...other news you all will be happy to hear that God has decided to spite me even more and my life has become even sucky-er. I mean it's not like the past month hasn't been hard enough but wow I mean I must have really pissed off God.

Not only am I going to be evaluated in projection on Friday by Daniel but my mother is now having surgery which scares the living heck out of me. I couldn't even tell Courtney without starting to tear up. I covered it up well by pointing to the TV and screaming, "Is that the guy from Quantum Leap?!" I rock at covering up emotions. BOO YA!

Pardon me while I burst into flames

Theme music: "Pardon me" by Incubus
I am: obsessed with this song

SMS death trap

Theme Music: "No news is good news" by New Found Glory
I am: very impatient

I just.....::breathes heavily::...walked up 12 flights of stairs....because ::grabs chest in pain::...the elevators are broken...again.

Did I mention how much I hate living in the dorms? Yes...it's like living in the 4th circle of Hell. Yay!

No one has emailed me in several days and it's beginning to really piss me off. I mean I've sent Natalie two emails at least and NO RESPONSE. No..I'm not really mad at Natalie I mean she never emails me anyway. I'm just taking my frustration (look I spelled it with an 'r' Natalie!) out on her because I just left her another voice mail. I'm really mad at OTHER people who won't email me. ::cough cough [insert EVERYONE ELSE'S NAME HERE] cough cough::

Mounting bobcats and comatose states

Theme song: "Laid" Matt Nathanson
I am: fearful of bad habits

As I was unlocking my bike to go to class I heard my name screamed across the court yard. I turned around and low and behold it was TAMILA! I immediately screamed , "TAMILA DANIELLE GRESHAM WHAT ARE YOU DOING??!!" I came to find out that she is in the same dorm as me and only 2 floors up. After class we got together with her boyfriend Steve to get some food. I can honestly say it was the most fun I've had in a few days. The best part of the afternoon was when Steve retold a story that Tamila's Father had told about him and his new girlfriend who is "as country as buttermilk." apparently the two (Tamila's Dad and the girlfriend) were driving down the road when they came upon a bobcat. Now this is where the story gets sketchy. First of all...what is a bobcat doing by the side of the road? Just chillin' like a villain?? I guess Tamila's Dad thought it would be great to bust out a 2x4 and beat it to death. Why the bobcat didn't run away or maybe attack is beyond me. The animal must have had special needs or something because I'm sure it could have taken Tamila's Dad out with one hit. So after killing this defenseless animal they took it home and "mounted it." At the time that this story was being told to Steve he didn't quite understand that they're are multiple definitions of mounting. I believe he said that he was thinking, "Well I knew her dad was from the South but I didn't think he was THAT southern." He finally understood that the corpse was placed above their mantle and not used as some kind of sexual toy.

Another story about Tamila:
I called her up to ask if she wanted to hang out but...
"I'm napping with Steve right now." she said.
"Are you spooning with Steve, Tamila?"
"We were earlier but now we're just sleeping."
"Well ok...I'll let you return to your utensil-like comatose state."
She laughed and hung up.

Good times...good times.

Five Stages of the Simpsons

Dr. H: Now, a little death anxiety is normal. You can expect to go through five stages. The first is denial.
Homer: No way! Because I'm not dying! [hugs Marge]
Dr. H: The second is anger.
Homer: Why you little! [steps towards Dr. H]
Dr. H: After that comes fear.
Homer: What's after fear? What's after fear? [cringes]
Dr. H: Bargaining.
Homer: Doc, you gotta get me out of this! I'll make it worth your while!
Dr. H: Finally, acceptance.
Homer: Well, we all gotta go sometime.
Dr. H: Mr. Simpson, your progress astounds me.

Squirrels

Theme Music: "Pardon Me" by Incubus
I am: restless

Classes are going well. Everyone seems to be very friendly but I'm not quite sure that I really enjoy college. Maybe it's not that I'm "not enjoying college" maybe it's that I'm not enjoying my life right now. Who knows. I'm very restless though.

I had the most random conversation with a guy on the elevator a few nights ago. As I waited in the elevator with my tripod case flung over my shoulder a guy inquired what the heck I had in the case. I believe he asked me if it was a gun or blueprints.
“Oh it’s a tripod for my camera,” I said.
“Are you like a photographer or something?”
“Haha yeah something like that.”
“So what do you take pictures of?”
“Just random things but mostly people.”
“Well you know what you should take pictures of?” At this point, I am pretty freaked out that he’s going to say something pedophile -ish

“What?”
“Squirrels.”
“Really?” ::I try to contain my laughter.::
“Yeah. They’re CRAZY here. They randomly attack all the students here!”
“Yeah I think I’ve heard that before.”
“You could get an awesome shot of one attacking someone.”
“That would definitely be different.” ::I slowly back away praying that my floor will soon be upon us::
“You really need to take some squirrel pictures!”
The elevator beeps indicating that we have reached my floor so I say goodbye to the nice squirrel guy and leave. I got back to my dorm room and pretty much couldn't stop laughing.

I think I should take some squirrel pictures just for him.

I'm half alive but I've been mostly dead

I am: not really in the mood to post but will for the sake of my dear dear readers

Not much happened tonight. I somehow got roped into seeing Alien vs predator a third time. Who would have thought that it would suck all three times?

Courtney attempted to teach me some Jewel songs on piano. It was a failed attempt. Laura is a girl of few talents and playing the piano is a talent she will never have. None the less, I am greatful.

Santa Monica

Theme song: "Santa Monica" by Everclear
I am: obsessively listening to Everclear

I HAVE to stop listening to this song before I go insane. Well, more insane.

Making Dave Eggers Proud

Theme Song: "Complainte De La Butte" by Rufus Wainwright but sounds exactly like Ewan McGregor none the less it is absolutely beautiful
I am: drawing

It's been a very artsy-fartsy few days for me. We've gone to quite a few museums while down in Atlanta and the experience has really opened my eyes to different styles. I've taken this time to experiment with my 35mm camera to try to get a handle on how to capture the "right shot." I used my mother and father's digital camera at the Fern Bank Museum to take these awesome looking pictures from the DNA exhibit. What's really cool is that I barely had to alter them. I can't wait to post them for everyone to see! I think I'm even more excited about getting my 35mm shots developed. Today we went to the Botanical Gardens Chihuly exhibit. Dale Chihuly creates these AMAZING glass sculptures that have been mixed in with the most exotic flowers in the world. There was no better time to whip out the camera than when we were there. I am positive that the pictures will turn out breath taking. Now that I think of it, my tattoo really would have fit it with all those flowers. Infact, I believe I saw a flower that looked JUST like my tattoo. Freaky weird.

Why I should stop wearing my backless tennis shoes:

We were getting ready to enter the conservatory when we see the serine looking pond right infront of the doors. We walk over and see that they have mixed these glass balls in with the water Lilies and Lilly pads. I was quite amazed by the sight of it all. It was as if I was looking at something out of a coffee-table book from the Mud House. I went closer to take some pictures. That's when my sister started yelling at me to come over and look at the frogs who had popped their heads out of the water. At first I was hesitant. I mean who really wants to look at frogs? I slowly walked over and surely enough I saw these frogs with somewhat of a reflective skin, something I had NEVER seen before. My sister, egged me on to take a few shots so I sit down on this sort of ledge that they have separating the pond from the walking area and started clicking away. When I had take about 3 or 4 really nice shots my sister called me over to tell me that the family was bored with the frogs and that it was time to move on. I turned around and felt my shoe catch on something and PLOP. It falls right into the nasty green water. I panicked and tried to grab it as fast as I could, while my sister, mother, and father, all died from laughter. Unfortunately it slipped out of my hands and once again into the water, making an even bigger splash and noise. It was awful. To top everything off, all the observers of my folly freaked out and thought I had dropped my camera in so they all ran over and asked what happened. Ugh. I had to walk around the rest of the time with one wet foot. My family thought it was the greatest thing in the entire world. My sister couldn't stop making cracks about it. I guess it's ironic considering about 10 minutes before that all happened I had just read a sign that said "Please do not put objects in water." It's even more ironic that, that sign was RIGHT BY where my shoe fell in. ::sigh:: my life is like some kind of Dave Eggers book.

Ack, a good episode of X-Files is coming on and I mustn't miss a minute of Mulder.

The socially challenged

Theme Song: "so much for the after glow" by Everclear

I am: suprisingly still drawing the same thing

I really don't have anything too important to talk about tonight. In fact I
wasn't even going to post tonight until I realized that I needed to stop drawing
what I was drawing and come back to real life. This topic is really silly and
the only reason I am posting about it is because I was thinking about Katy
Schultz, how awesomely nice she was to me at Kickapoo, her little
lessons in life, and wondering where she went to. So this post is dedicated
to her and her infinite wisdom.

Some people just shouldn’t be allowed to socialize. The government should lock them up and forbid human contact with such people. They should treat them like SARS and make all those who may have these personality faults wear surgical masks so that those fine people who do have the ability to act appropriately with others will not be contaminated. My friend Katy once said, “Some people have these horrendous personalities and they don’t even know it but, how couldn’t they? You’d think they’d get the hint when people avoid them or even walk away when they’re talking!”

Let me tell you people, I have met these “pleasant personality deficient” groups of human beings and I’ve been tempted to act upon my thoughts and slap a few just to see if I can literally knock some sense into them.

Example: There was this girl who sat with Ashley, Alison, and I at lunch who would burst out with such random things that it had to be a crime. One time she went on and on about how she could barely afford school lunch yet she would always buy ala cart. So she’s have like curley fries and a salad or one of those HUGE mini pizzas with chocolate milk and a shake. Then, after she had finished her own mean she would look at everyone else’s food and ask for something. If you said no then she would give you ::dramatic music:: the speech!

“So my family is pretty much poor and can’t afford to feed me that’s why I ask for food everyday. My mom tried to get a special deal through the school where they give me free lunches but they cut us off because she makes too much money. I guess that’s because she works three jobs or something. I don’t know but this school is so stupid. They just want me to starve to death and when I do we’re going to sue them…”
“Uh huh” you’re not getting any of my pudding. I worked hard to get it and it’s mine!
“I mean my family can send me to school but it’s so expensive to buy these lunches! I just don’t think it’s fair that I have to pay for my lunches when I’m practically poor! ”
“Yeah…” please let her shut up
“Sure I can be eating this pizza today but tomorrow I may have to go hungry.”
“What if you get a job?” yeah you psycho food stealer
“Yeah, but I really don’t think I should work during school and all. I mean almost every person who has a job and goes to school just can’t support an A average. I can’t afford to have my grade suffer. Not to mention that I don’t have any transportation since I don’t have a car. My family is poor. Did I say that already?”
“What about taking the bus? It’s REAL cheep.” You pompous, lazy, freak
“I don’t think that would work. Buses scare me.”
“Taxi?” maybe that’s fitting enough for you
“No”
“Car pool?” try to say no to that one!
“Look, there is just no way for me to get to and from a job. Plus I don’t really want one. I want to keep my grades up.”
“Did I mention that I work a 25 hour a week job and have an A average?” SNAP!
“Oh. Well, I’m too poor right now to be looking for a job. Are you going to eat that thing of fries? I’m so very hungry.”
“No.” starve you demon from hell!!!

If you don’t know the people who whine about everything then surely you know the people who say the WORST THINGS (either because they are said at the wrong times or because they are utterly disgusting).

Examples: These haven’t really happened to me I just made them up to prove a point, though I do know as well as my friends know people with SWYWWEYW (Say What You Want Whenever You Want) syndrome.

In the middle of a gripping death scene during some new hyped movie, they lean over and whisper, “I think I just saw some nipple action. Sweet!”

During a moment when one of your other friends is having a crisis they announce, “I JUST FARTED!”

When pastor has just made an alter call they declare, “Sleepy time.”

At work, during a huge rush of people they say, “My butt hurts so bad from last night.”

There's not much you can do with these socially challenged people other than hang your head in shame if you know them.

IO WEVWEIOR[1QEIIWO24]-99 ::Bangs head against keyboard::

Theme music: "I think I'm Paranoid" by Garbage
I am: experiencing some kind of mental breakdown

DEAR LORD, WHY AM I GOING INSANE?

Ashley might need to commit me. I'd explain further but I'd prefer that only half my friends know my state of mind.

On another subject:
My family and I went to this "Mystery Dinner Theater" thing and it was wicked awesome! We all had these mini parts that we acted out at certain points with these professional actors. I wish we had a restaurant like that in Springfield! The food rocked and they served complementary wine to those who were old enough. My theory was that they wanted to liquor up the audience for a better show. Hahha on a random note I found quite a bit of entertainment in a small package of "whipped butter." I kept looking at it and thinking..."Whipped butter: Tastey topping or Masochist munchie?"
I am way excited about moving into the dorms. I'd rather just move into the dorms and not go to school but ya know, you've got to take what you get. You guys will have to email me if you want my room number and phone number. I don't believe it to be too safe to post such information on the internet.

Georgia...oh sweet Georgia

theme song: "My December" by Linkin Park
I am: stuck on the same subject

My family and I have taken a vacation to Atlanta, Georgia to see my Sister and Brother-in-law's new house so if some of you wonder why I'm not answering my home phone or why you haven't seen me slave at the movie theater it's because I am out of town...correction, out of state.

We're on day 3 of our trip. It feels like day 6 but ya know. Whatever. I have found that my sister's wireless internet come in handy when you want to check your email outside..or check out IGN.com in the kitchen or even buy someone's birthday gift while watching Invader Zim.

So far I am impressed with my sister's house. It still smells of fresh paint. Mmmm...there's nothing more relaxing then sniffing fresh paint. Right now I have take residence in my Brother-in-law's office, which give me unlimited access to their wickedly awesome and fast internet. MUHAHAHAHA!!!

Do you ever get that feeling that you're missing something by not being at home? I NEVER get that feeling but the second we arrived in Atlanta that's all I've been able to think about. It's uber weird. To be honest I have the feeling that something important might be arriving in the mail. I don't know if it's a package from Amazon.com, free stuff from Best Buy for having boo koos of reward points, some horrible news about the residence hall that I'll be moving into, or something else. Well, whatever. I'm going to call our house-sitter on Monday and ask her if I've gotten anything. This might sound random but why are they called house sitters? I mean they really don't sit on your house. They should be called house-watchers. I am starting a new trend. I will call all baby and house sitters...watchers. I encourage you all to join me.

Haha, have any of you guys seen the episode of Futurama where the gang finds the "Lost City of Atlanta?" I believe it's called "deep south." Oh man, it's so great!! They make fun of Atlanta so much that it should be a crime. You all need to see it!!!

Ps Natalie I WILL MAKE FETCH WORK AND YOU CAN NOT STOP ME!!

Wait...was it supposed to go like that?

Theme song: "Gone" by Jessica Riddle
I am: take a wild guess. You're probably right.

I found another song that must now be banned from my I-Pod and I have Natalie to blame for it. Darn you Natalie for introducing me to the wonderful music of Jessica Riddle!! DARN YOU AND THE STUPID LOVE MIX THAT YOU LET ME BORROW AND THEN BURN!!

I had a total Kristen moment about 10 minutes ago. I put on some Everclear and rocked out. You should have seen me; head bobbing, screaming/singing random lyrics, jumping like a maniac. Dude it was the most fun I’ve had in 5 days. When the song ended, I just kind of sat down and checked my email. I’m not quite sure why…I may slightly be going insane from the amount of Kool-aid I’ve ingested.

Seriously I think I am loosing it.

Here are the clear cut signs:

I have the urge to jump up and down continuously on Amy’s giant trampoline until I puke

I want to crawl up inside the new trunk that I bought and pop out when my parents come into my room

I want to change my paycheck into small bills and roll around in them (fully clothed. No one likes paper cuts)

I want to buy a kiddy pool and fill it with Jello then swim in it

I want to pull a “Big Fish”

I want to burst out into song

Haha, no really. Where did you go?

Theme music: "Movies" by Alien Ant Farm
I am: in day two of Denial

I haven’t listened to Alien Ant Farm in a loooooong time. I popped in the CD tonight for some reason and couldn’t stop listening to that “Movies” song. Now I’m obsessed with that song. I must ban it from my I-Pod before it becomes a problem like “Iris.” I love how I try to relate every song to my life. I'm so cute when I do things like that!

My current list of songs banned from my I-Pod for obvious and stupid reasons:
"Ordinary" by Train
"Vindicated" by Dashboard Confessional (I honestly CAN NOT listen to this song)
“I’m only happy when it rains” by Garbage
“Biggest Mistake of your life” by New Found Glory
“Movies” by Alien Ant Farm
“Iris” by the Goo Goo Dolls
“Truth of my youth” by New Found Glory
“Every me and Every you” by Placebo“Staring at the sun” by Offspring

The Village was interesting. Boy, was that movie not what I expected. I really can't make up my mind whether I liked it or despised it. It was kind of like "Can't Hardly Wait" in the sense where it was this wonderful mixture of awesome and aweful. Goodness am I acutally comparing a teeny bopper movie to a M. Night movie? Heaven forbid!!!

You can’t really hate a movie that is written by the same man who did “Signs” and “Sixth Sense” or can you?? ::dun dun duuuuun::

Before I can tell about how awesome the screening was I must give you a background story: So when “Signs” first came out a group of people who go to my church went to go see it on opening night. So everything was going great and then the scene where M. Night Shyamalan (the director) makes his first appearance comes up. This guy in the group, Hunter, stands up, in the middle of the movie, points at the screen and says “THAT’S HIM!! THAT’S THE DIRECTOR!!” Of course, the rest of the church group is horribly embarrassed. Now I just heard about this story a few weeks ago and when it was told to me I just could not stop laughing. Ever since then I have teased Hunter like mad! Naturally, he denies screaming it but if you knew Hunter then you know he would do a great thing like that.

So knowing this I tell Andrew that we have to re-enact this at tonight’s showing. We talked about how we were going to do it. We’d stand up at the same time and scream,

“THAT’S HIM!! THAT’S THE DIRECTOR.”

Unfortunately, they never showed a clear shot of him. All you got was his stupid reflection so about 30 seconds after the scene cut Andrew stood up and shook his finger at the screen. No one really got it. Darn.

I showed off my tattoo to a few people at work. Lol, the best person was Amanda.

Me: Hey check this out! ::shows tattoo::
Amanda: Oh My GOD!! That’s awesome!
Me: Yeah I know!
Amanda: It’s so beautiful! ::gets closer and starts rubbing it.
Me: ::clenches face in agony::
Amanda: I can’t believe how great it looks. ::continues to pet the tattoo::
Me: Yeah ::in more agony::
Amanda: ooo ::still petting::
Me: AHHH!! By the way my skin is raw back there.
Amanda: Ooo. I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you?

Yeah, as if that wasn’t enough, this guy from church, Kevin, decided to get my attention by patting me on the back which would have been fine if my skin wasn’t pratically falling off back there.

It’s raining again. How natural. The forecast calls for rain almost all weekend. Is this a sign of things to come? Just to warn you all, the Lord might be attempting to drown me.

Oh man, today I really crapped things up. Apparently I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t say things in my mind anymore, I just spit them out like some kind of cracked up crack head, which would be fine if I didn’t do that at work. I was going to blame it on some kind of early turrets syndrome but I don’t think I could get away with that excuse. Darn.

Surprise

So I have a surprise for all my wonderful readers; I am getting a tattoo tomorrow!! I will let you all know how it goes. Yay for pain!

Trainspotting moments

"I don't feel the sickness yet, but it's in the post. That's for sure. I'm in the junkie limbo at the moment. Too ill to sleep. Too tired to stay awake, but the sickness is on its way. Sweat, chills, nausea. Pain and craving. A need like nothing else I've ever known will soon take hold of me. It's on its way."

-"Rent Boy" in Trainspotting

Quotes from a night with Hannah and Natalie

"Cold Play will do it just because they like the feel of money against their bare naked skin." -Laura

"Why can't I be stephen speilburg's best friend." -Laura

Little girl: Here's a pendant that has absolutly nothing to do with this movie.
Lancelot: Thank You. I'll hock this for needle drugs!

-Laura's more entertaining version of "King Arthur"

Dude, I need to learn to not check my email on other people's computers

HOLY CRAP!! I just realized that I checked my email on another person's a few days ago and didn't log out. Gee wiz I seem to keep doing really stupid things...grrrrrrrrr.

Weird boy with headphones

Stop me if I've told you this story:

So on Wednesday I left youth seeking some sort of food for consumption and headed for the McDonalds on Battlefield. Everything was going as usual; my food was dripping grease through the bag, I had to repeat my order twice to the lady, and the smell of burnt fries was drifting through the air. Then, as I went to fill my cup up with orange soda, a 16-year-old boy popped out of nowhere. He began to compliment my purse and tell me that he planned to become a fashion designer and design clothes just like my purse. I was nice and told him that, that was awesome. I proceeded to walk out the door when I noticed that he was following me. He stopped me right as I was about to walk out and asked me who sung the song was that playing over the loud speaker at that exact moment. I said
"I'm not sure." and pushed the door open. He walked after me as he said
"Yeah, it's Life House. They're Christian you know. Are you a Christian because I am?" I responded that I was and quickened my pace to my car. He kept speaking, "Well that's cool. I really hate Springfield because they're are all these people who say they're Christians but they really aren't and that makes me mad. Everyone judges you, you know? I can't stand that. I love Christ and I don't know how anyone could ever judge someone if they love Christ. You know what else I hate? I hate fake Christians. You're probably a fake Christian, most of the people in Springfield are. [ at this point I am in my car. My door is open and my keys are in the ignition but I can't leave because he is in the way. I decided to be nice and listen to his rant about God] I think everyone should spend an eternity in Hell because most people deserve that. I mean you probably should be there too. I don't think I would be there because I am spreading the world of God. [ He continues like this for another 5 minutes. I interrupt him at one point, where he is mis-quoting the bible, to say...]
"I'm sorry, but I have to get back to my church group."
He begins again with his rant..."Oh, haha, what church do you go to?"
"Oak Grove Assembly of God. It's a really awesome place."
"Wow. Do you like the people in your group?"
"Yeah. They're all really nice."
"I bet some of them are fake and very stuck up. That's how it is with all church groups. You think they're going to be nice but then they gang up on you and exclude you. I probably shouldn't go to your church because I'd just find fake people and I can't stand fake Christians. You're a fake Christian too, you know? I bet you're going to go off to your fake group and tell them about this freak that followed you to your car and told you about Jesus."
No kidding...this is what I said, "Probably."
"You must think I'm pretty weird following you out to your car."
"Well.."
"But I'm not. I'm just trying to tell you about God and get you to change your ways."
"Well, I really have to go because it's getting late and..."
"And God forgives us. He'll forgive you too."
"Yeah, so..."
I am seriously turning my car at this point. My lights are on my stereo is blasting and he is still talking about how evil I am. Finally, I tell him "thank you" and shut the door. I drove out of that parking lot so fast that I could smell burnt rubber. I got half way to Ben's house and realized how hilarious the whole situation was. I couldn't stop laughing. That whole situation just made my night 10 times more interesting.

Popping the bubble

After doing Lunch with Natalie and Hannah, I still feel sick. I'm just going to do what I do most of the time; put on my best facade and immerse myself in Kool-aid.

Yay for facades!

Short post

Song of the moment: "What if" by Creed
I am: not in the mood

I don't know if a lack of sleep is causing serious problems or what but I just can't seem to keep my mind on one subject.

Weeeeeird

Work was fun. Hehehe silly newbies...they have problems with everything. I think I could make millions by recording the stupid things they do and passing it off as a reality show.

Bumps in the night

Stuck in my head: "Tainted Love" by Soft Cell
I am: freakin out

It starts out to be a rockin night. You end up closing the theater faster then expected, you borrowed an awesome CD from one of the Assistant Managers, and you just read the funniest email on earth. Then you hear it...the scratching, the moaning, the chirping. THERE IS SOME KIND OF ANIMAL IN OUR ATTIC AND IT IS GOING TO EAT ME. SAVE ME!! Oh God, I can picture it now. It's probably some kind of hairy-mutant Daddy-Long-Legs. It's pissed because I killed its sister. I know it. Darn me and my incessant need to kill all bugs that come within 5 feet of me!

I guess Hannah is encountering the same problem tonight:

Nights like this are almost enough to make me want to move out, and get an apartment, where everything that is capable of making suspicious noises in the night is within sight of me. Before this night is over, I'll very likely spot a mylar balloon demon or a creepy tentacle demon on the ceiling again. I'm freaking myself out just sitting here, but at least I didn't make it worse by watching 2001: A Space Odyssey before bed.

Nice guys don't always finish last

Theme Music: "Nice guys finish last" by Green Day
I am: Shocked

If you don't know me you probably, don't realize that I try to go out of my way to help people. If I see someone, I know crying on the side of the road I'm going to walk over and ask if they need to talk. It's just something I do. Well, after church on Wednesday I noticed one of my fellow church mates running out of our usual hangout, crying. I followed her to her car and asked her what was going on. At first she was hesitant. She just shook her head a few times. Being the o' so very annoying person that I am, I pressed on to get her to open up. We only talked for about 10 minutes before she reached for her phone and said she needed to call someone. I left to give her some privacy.

I was shocked yesterday when she drove up to my work and handed me a "Thank You" card in which she apologized for being rude and thanked me for checking on her. I was really "wowed" by this. I mean, I do nice things all the time but no one really ever...gives me a card! They usually just blow it off as me just being me. Dude, it was so awesome!! I've covered people's shifts, bought people random gifts, and sat with people for HOURS while they cry their eyes out to me but I've NEVER gotten anything in return.

I really needed that card believe it or not (not in a material sense). See, a few days ago I was thinking that all this niceness was pointless because no one really seemed to notice or care. Now I know that people do want you to go the extra mile.

Believe it or not, I keep doubting that the card was meant for me. I mean someone else was out there for a good hour with her when I only spent 10 minutes with her. I really do hope that talking to me helped her though.

Way better than Ted and Bill's excellent adventure

Stuck in my head: "Ground on Down" by Ben Harper
I am: Rockin!

Today was excellent! I finished all of the chores, made my bed, and still had enough time to drop by Caveman Comics, Borders, Barns and Noble, and Merlin Books! How awesome is that? Sure I didn't buy anything at those places...but man, it was fun looking around. I'm sure the clerks just loved how I loitered around their stores for a hour. Tehehe.

Thanks to Justin, I have now acquired a taste for Ben Harper's music. I've been listening to "Ground on Down" all day. Something about that song just makes me want to get up and rock out!

Dude, I've been getting the greatest compliments lately!! A few days ago, some guy said I have the most awesome shirts and then today someone said that my eye make-up looked really great! There's nothing like a compliment to make you're day rock even more!!

Not only that but I'm almost finished with my little black journal! I have a whole year's worth of fun adventures in it!! I know that when Amanda read it she couldn't stop laughing. She said that when I die I have to leave it to her so that she can get it published. Yeah, it's really not that funny.

Take a hint people

I'm turning off my cell phone for a few days...maybe more. There are reasons but none interesting enough to share.

Well Bugger!

Theme Song: "Staring at the Sun" by Offspring
I am: waiting

So, I was driving home tonight (more like today) and I got this horrible feeling that maybe my life is just that; driving down James River Freeway listening to Incubus while packed into a lonely and dark car. Dude, it freaked me out. I started hyperventilating and screaming. Then I remembered that I now have the awesome ability to make pudding cookies and then realized that, that's all one really needs in life.

Good times...good times.

I haven't heard from Linzy in a while. I am beginning to worry. Usually she gives me a random call by now but nope. Nothin'. I might give her a call tomorrow and she what she's up to. I love her voice messages! They're almost as good as Hannah's.

"Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaura. [pause] yeah this is Linzy [pause] ::breath:: [pause] so give me a call [pause]. Yeah.”

I ought to leave a really long message on her voice mail just to annoy the heck out of her. Tehehe, there's nothing more entertaining then seeing Linzy annoyed.

I've decided that Wednesday is going to be my day. Yes, I have decided! Hannah doesn't know it but I will be invading her house for various reasons. One of which is to see this horrible monster that seems to live in her kitchen. The other so that she can calm me down after I have a mental break down.

On Wednesday, I will break out the super hero outfit and impress all!! "Boo yaw" and here's why: I'm really sick of the crap that's been going on lately with some of the people that I hang out with and it's going to stop one way or another. I'm taking control of the situation if it's the last thing I do. I'm sick of being ignored and given the cold shoulder. Believe it or not, I do exist!!! I’m sick of people conforming for the stupidest of reasons. WHY CAN’T YOU JUST REBEL! Darn all those who conform, darn them all! But, most of all, I’m sick of being treated like crap!!

I have the sudden urge to draw myself as a super hero. Yay for super heroes!!

Sleepy time

I am prepared for a 10 hour nap! I've worked my butt off all weekend and now I am prepare to either hang out with my peeps or just plop into bed. If someone doesn't call me quick they're going to have to wake me up. ::sigh:: I love my pillow.

I MUST NOT GIVE INTO THE SLEEP!!

Fudge!

Ack, today was just not my day.

This morning we were swamped by a hundred-some evil munchkins. I hate tiny children whose parents have no control over them. But it’s fine...that happens when you work at a movie theater. Then some projector brain-wrapped and the movie was stopped. Then we received a delivery from Regal, that I didn't enter it into the computer. Then when I was told to enter it, I asked about a dozen annoying questions and drove the rest of the managers nuts. THEN I thought I was supposed to leave at 7pm when I was REALLY supposed to leave at 6pm. To make everything 10 times worse I rang up an order so horribly wrong that one of the managers was going nuts trying to figure out what I had done. When she called to tell me what I had done all I wanted to do was apologize a million times but the few “I’m sorry-s” that I got out didn’t seem to help.

Let’s just say that the word "fudge" was used a lot today. Its days like this that make me feel like crap all the time. Dude, I feel so incompetent. Uck.

READY

Currently Playing: Moonlight Sonata
I am: Ready

The employee meeting is Thur. and I am all set! I can't wait! I have this awesome outfit picked out (gosh I hope they let me wear it). It's this really cute black tank with my flame comfy pants and then a white-collar shirt to go over the tank. Then to top it all off I have this uber cute tie! I think I just spent 15 mins looking for my comfy pants. I went running around the house screaming

"COMFY PANTS COME BACK TO ME!"

You must understand that I cannot live without those pants!! THEY ARE THE ESSENCE OF COMFY!

Just paint me pink and call me "Ducky"

Everything seems to be moving in slow motion now and not in a good way.

To start things off I think that Ashley and I’s friendship is sinking into the ground like a Hummer in Egyptian quicksand. We aren’t returning each other’s calls, we haven’t hung out in what feels like a year, and IT SUCKS! I’m highly ticked because Ashley rocks my face off and she’s my Best Friend and privy to information that could be useful in blackmailing me (haha…no, but really she could destroy me). I have a plan though. I’m going to salvage it by calling her at least three times this week and making conversation with her even if that conversation has to be about soured milk! Then next week I will email her everyday until she has had her fill of me. It will be marvelous.

Then church pretty much blew my mind. I had one of those horrible revelations right after the alter call had finished. I have the worst timing when it comes to revelations.

Haha, all you cat haters will be glad to hear that I almost ran over a feline the other night. It scared the living crap out of me. I was on the phone to...only-God-knows-who…when I see these two yellow eyes pop out of nowhere in front of my car. I flipped out and did one of those crazy swerves, that you only see in the movies, just in time to miss the stupid cat. I think I actually screamed into the phone. I hope that person’s eardrums are ok. At least I got some amusement out of the experience.

On a final “bad day” note:

I think I’ve lost something but I’m not quite sure what.

and when I say “lost” I mean in a metaphorical way.

It’s weird. I can feel myself becoming more and more dull by the second. Blah.

I've got to stop talking in my sleep

I think Ashley just called me but I'm not sure if that was a dream or what. Look, I went to bed at like 3:30 (yay for closing shifts!)! I remember hearing the Scooby Doo theme song (my ring tone) and talking to someone who sounded a lot like Ashley. I don't even know what we talked about. Wow, that's pretty bad.

I hung out with Nat and Hannah the other night and I brought along my pretty red journal to make notes of interesting events. I thought I'd share a few of the notes I made:

8:23 pm
Natalie warns me of the state her room is in. I am fearful to enter. I may faint. I think I should make her a sign that says "Insert Disclaimer here" for above her door.

8:24 pm
Oh the horrors!

8:37 pm
Nat and I have drawn attention to Springfield's ant problem. Our plans are to decrease the population by feeding them concentrated Mountain Dew. Only she and I know it's awesome killing power.

8:53 pm
Discovered that Hannah doesn't know how to cook Toast. I will pray for her soul.

8:56 pm
My first child will be named "The Cheat" (not to be confused with "The Hannah") and his/her first word shall be "Douglas."

9:15 pm
The word "Addendum" has been used too much. I have plans to approach an employee tomorrow and say "An Addendum to my list before..."
A fight has broken out between the friends. They claim that their e-boyfriend is e-cheating. This is something to post about in my blog.

9:20 pm
The group is restless. Somehow, I got sucked into driving them all to Barns and Noble. Hahaha, I will make them listen to Cadet.

9:30 pm
Almost smash Hannah's hand in the car window. Sadly funny.

Laura's Fury

I must say that I have never been so pissed off in my entire life.

I’m pretty sure that all my friends know better than to talk down to me not because they respect me but because they know how bad my temper is and fear my fury. Just ask Tamila or even Natalie. In fact, Ashley knows better then most because she and I recently had it out a month or two ago when we had a little spat.

I believe the last time someone talked down to me; I looked them straight in the eye and in the coldest tone ever said,

“Excuse me! Do not take that tone with me! If you have a problem I suggest you get over it and quick.”

(This caught the person off guard because I’m usually pretty nice and cheery.) Ha ha, the look on their face was priceless.

Tonight was the first time that I was talked down to and somehow managed to bite my tongue instead of breaking loose. I just can’t stand it when people take that tone with you as if you were three or just plain stupid! No one has the right to treat me like that!! I’m a person so talk to me as if I were one! I’m sorry if you think that you have the right to degrade people. You really don’t! I don’t care whom you are but if you disrespect I will not stand for it.

The ONLY reason I did not tear into this person is because there were several people around and it was just not worth the effort. I’m so ticked about it though.

I was so mad that I ended up not saying anything until I reached Becca who cooled me down a bit.

Thank GOD FOR BECCA.

A new All Time Low

Theme Music: "Barlow Girl" by [SuperChick]
I am: in a somewhat Comatose state

It’s bad enough that I’m a girl who spends ¼ of her paycheck on PS2 games but last night, or should I say this morning I became one of the saddest girls on earth.

So after I figured out that it is impossible to beat Final Fantasy X in 4 hours, I attempted to go to sleep. It was at 4:30am that I hit this “all time low.”

There I was lying in bed trying to decide if I wanted to invest in a set of Final Fantasy X action figures or even buy FFX t-shirt.

When I realized that I was becoming some sort of FF geek I started to freak out. Memories of Linzy spending hours on her PS1, dehydrated with massive bags under her eyes, as she tried to beat FF IX, flashed through my mind. Those were some good times. Linzy and I…sitting around the TV…. screaming because she kept dying during a battle. Good times…I AM NOT OBSESSED DARN IT! I can stop playing anytime I want to. I just want to finish the game first.

::sigh:: you know you’re obsessed when you end up screaming at inanimate objects. I was so frustrated with how long it was taking me to beat each level that I ended up shouting, “Stop crying Yuna [FFX character]! Ya FREAK OF NATURE!! JUST SHUT UP AN USE THE DARN AEON TO BEAT SIN!” or “Be a man Tidus! RUN AWAY!!”

It’s gotten to the point where I think about game strategies constantly. After church when all the college people had gotten together, my mind just kept wondering (which I had plenty of time to do since I was HORRIBLE BORED!!!). I kept thinking about how I need to finish those last levels in Price of Persia and how I wasn’t sure if I saved my game last time I played it (uck, I don’t think I did).

To top everything off, there is some kind of freaky dog ghost running around our house. I saw it for the first time last night as I was walking up the stairs. No joke; it looked like the evil dog from Harry Potter: POA!! I started flipping out!!!! Then I realized it was 1am and I was over exhausted. Then today I heading out the back door and something ran by me. The rational side of me would just say that it was one of the dogs but both of them were already outside. I’m going to guess that Hannah’s tentacle ghost has somehow made its way over here (lol).

Dude, I think I just heard something clawing at the ceiling and I’m pretty sure that it wasn’t the usual ghost that haunts my room. Darn you Hannah! I know this is your fault!

Disgrace

So it's 4am and I've come to the conclusion that I will not be able to beat Final Fantasy X tonight.

I KNOW I CAN BEAT THIS SUCKER. I just need a good 24 hours more!

I've got like 10 levels left (out of 27).
It's just not humanly possible to beat this game in one night. I'm sorry but it's not.

Just because You can't beat Final Fantasy X in 5 hours doesn't make you any less of a human being

Ack, I can't believe this. I've been playing Final Fantasy X for 5 hours and I'm only half way through! This is crazy! I’ve never been so obsessed with a game in my life! At this point, I just want to attack Yuna (character). Can I do that? Attack my own teammate? Hmmm.

I’m so proud of myself. I’m developing “gamer blisters.” Yay!!!

Hannah's Voicemails

Theme song: "Call me, beep me" -Kim Possible Theme Song
I am: highly entertained

Therefore, I was checking my voicemail today and found that Hannah had left not only one, but TWO messages. What’s funny is that, that sort of thing USUALLY annoys the heck out of me but when it’s Hannah then it’s ok and here’s why….

First message:

“Hi Laura, [dramatic pause] it’s Hannah [emphasis on the name ‘Hannah’] not Natalie. I know the caller ID says Natalie but [drawn out ‘but’] I’m just using her phone… really it’s me….”

Second message:

“Hi Laura [her usually pause here] it’s Hannah [her usual emphasis on her own name]…this time your caller ID will say Hannah and not Natalie because I am using my own phone. Sorry about the confusion…”

There is just something so great about hearing Hannah say “Hi Laura!” I can’t explain it. It makes me laugh every time.

So as if it wasn’t embarrassing enough, I have decided to tell the story to the entire internet. What can I say? I have no shame left.

So today, I wore this really cute brown top right? Well it happened to be unusually hot in the theater today and I practically sweat through the thing because it was so heavy. Sadly, I had no idea. So there I was…walking around all day with these massive blotches of sweat on my shirt and I didn’t even find out until I went to the rest room to check my hair! Uck, that is just so disgusting! I was dreadfully embarrassed when I found out. I just went about my day, acting as if everything was fine, which it wasn’t. I was completely freaking out about it. I wanted to run and hide under a rock.. I was tempted to take off my shirt and run away quickly but I figured that it is better to be sweaty and clothes than sweaty and topless…uck.

One too many Harry Potter fans

Theme Music: "Under Pressure" by Queen
I am: SICK OF THE STUPID HARRY POTTER GEEKS

After today, I can safely say that I hate all Harry Potter fans…ALL OF THEM.

This morning everything was fine. Lori and I took an exciting trip to the bank and I almost put a dent in my car from a box of quarters (those suckers are heavy!). I mean, sure we had people lined up outside the doors at 8:15 for the 10am showing of HP3 but nothing even close to the crowds on opening day of LOTR: ROTK. I figured that since the “first showing” crowds weren’t so bad that the rest of the day would blow by like a soft summer breeze. The 10am and 10:30 am showings went over well, as expected. We weren’t slammed yet we had enough business to be making a profit. Then the 12s came…and boy did I learn not to judge a day by its opening crowds!
First off, one of our concessionists couldn’t come in (and eventually quit…long story) then someone got the bright idea to stop popping. As you can imagine we almost ran out of popcorn. I had never been so mad in my life. A movie theater just can run without popcorn! It’s sadistic! My head almost literally exploded when I heard that someone had decided to say to some of the newbies, “We have enough popcorn for today.” After I threaded to write some people up, I cooled off in the office (screaming really does make everything better) until about the 5/6pm round when we got beat to death. We had four registers open in concession and every one of them had a line to the box office. Sure, we had a runner for every register yet that made no impact on the lines!! It was crazy. I felt so bad for the closing managers that I ended up staying and extra 2 hours just to help stock.

The day wouldn’t have been so bad if the Harry Potter fans weren’t so annoying and/or mean. They kept asking the stupidest of questions and complaining about sound problems when there weren’t any.

Craving God

Theme music: "Spoon" By Cadet
I am: Renewed, Energized, And Happier

"my heart is craving a little revelation
Oh so much sweeter than my imagination
I’m telling my heart catch the sunlight with a spoon
I’ve only tasted your reflection off the moon
My heart is moved by a higher expectation
Of something sweeter than all of creation
Every time I blink you'll see it
May I have one glimpse of you?
Every time I breathe you'll hear it
May I have one word from you"

I open this post with a few words from one of my favorite Christian bands, Cadet, because they summed up this entire night for me.

I ended up deciding to go to the Youth/College group tonight because God is so much more important than any petty problems in my life. I really thought the night was going to suck for various reasons but as soon as Ray (pastor) started talking everything just faded away. I wasn’t thinking about stressful events of how I would deal with upcoming conflicts, it was just the words and I. He talked about how people sometimes seem to loose their passion for church and how we can avoid such a thing by exploring what God has to offer us. It was awesome.

I made the right choice by going because when I left I felt ten times better then I did when I came in.

God rocks, you guys!!

Jogging at 5am

I went jogging this morning. After I had the worst dream of my life, I decided that sleep was no longer an option and I needed to get some air. It was really...nice. It was like I was drifting off into another state of mind. Suddenly everything was 10 times clearer. All the incubus songs made sense! But the best part was that there was no drama, no worries, no pain, no nothing; just me and the road.

::sigh::

I ran for a good hour before I realized that I needed to get home. Sadly, the second I walked in the door I came back to reality. All my problems hit me like a sack of potatoes. It was fun while it lasted.

I wish I could run all day.

Another night of Self-revelation

Theme music: "dateless losers" By Reel Big Fish
I am: Queasy

Ugh, my stomach hurts. It’s literally doing flips within my body. I haven’t felt this nauseous since I was forced to go on Wildfire with Ashley and her two F.E.S.-es (foreign Exchange Students). That was a day of excitement lol.

donde esta mi familia! -a little inside joke for ya there, Ashley.

Nat and I were going to have this awesome, “Girl’s night out” thing tonight but it turned out to be a bust so we hung out with this guy from my church college group, Jared, instead. It was a lot of fun. We took him to the Mud House and taught him E.R.S….the hard /Tamila way MUHAHAHA. We didn’t exactly tell him the rules. We made him sit there and catch on to the game. HAHA! It was a fun filled night. Tomorrow we plan on taking him shopping with us downtown. There’s nothing like hanging out with friends and shopping!

So, after reading Hannah’s most recent post I have decided that I will NEVER spend the night at her house. Sorry Hannah, but the thought of being eaten by an unknown spider-like monster just isn't appealing to me.

Speaking of sleeping or lack-there-of, the past few nights I’ve been having the weirdest dreams. I always end up waking up in a cold sweat at 3am. I’d love to describe the dream to you all but unfortunately I only remember the feeling of intense fear as I leapt out of bed. I haven’t had to deal with dreams like this in a long time. I wonder what my subconscious is trying to tell me. ::shrugs shoulders:: eh. Who knows?

Spelling errors and that sort of thing

I hate to disappoint my audience but I do have the ability to spell (lol). I have gone back only a few posts to change some HORRIBLY spelled words. I am ashamed…I mean seriously! I’m educated!!! I can’t believe I spelled “therefore” w/o an “e” like 3 times!! It’s a massive pet-peeve of mine is to see people butcher words and look what I’m doing…

::bows head in shame::

Anyway, I’ve decided that from now on I will go back over my posts and read them instead of just posting right after I write them. Sorry about the confusion folks.

The cat lady of Guadalupe

In light of new evidence, I have decided to become a cat lady or maybe a nun, probably cat lady because the name just rolls off your tongue.

I shall buy 20 cats by the time I am 30 and develop and unnatural love for them, like most cat ladies. It shall be quite grand.

I can see it now....my video games, the cats, and me. I can smell the cat litter now. I guess the only problem would be my slight fear of large numbers of cats. Hmmm, I can always get over that.

::insert cursing here::

Theme music: "Break stuff"
I am: highly depressed

Today has been awful! First off, I find out that there is a tear in the middle of my contact and therefore I can't wear them until I see the eye doctor (which could be a week or so from now). Then I find out that I was supposed to work so I had to blow off plans to watch Samurai Jack with some people from church! Then, I came into work 3 hours late (something I have NEVER done). It was horrible. Then to top it all off, I tried to remove the contact from my left eye and somehow seriously poked the heck out of my eye!!

Oh...yeah and someone told me that I looked better with my glasses. Yay...

Something just seems wrong with putting your finger in your eye

Theme music: "Take me away" Fefe Dobson
I am: bored out of my mind

The grandparents are here...along with a few other members of my family. Maybe it's because I worked until 4am today or maybe it's because they're talking about how cute I was when I was young but I just cannot stay awake. I really don't mean to be rude, but I'm finding more comfort upstairs in my room then hanging around the rels (yes, I know I just typed rels'. I'm too lazy to type relatives).

It was quite funny because dinner was the worse. Someone was always interrupting me (I don't know why that would bother me now considering it happens to me all the FREAKIN TIME!). I started to get one of those fake smiles so I decided to let my mind wonder until I found some kind of happy thought. I finally found one and ended up smiling so much that one might have actually thought that I was having the time of my life.

What's really funny is that I used that exact same thought to relax me when I was doing my best to take out my contacts last night. Who in their right mind thinks it's normal to reach into your eye?!

Oozing confidence and that sort of thing

While I was getting ready for work today I started to think about all the managers and how awesome they all really are. There has always been one that I've really looked up to though and that's Lori. She has this wicked ability to take charge and do what needs to be done. When I first started working at the theater, I heard rumors that she was the hardest manager there and how everyone feared her wrath. She used to make us clean every single item in the concession stand and then, when we were finished and exhausted, she'd make us scrub the back room. At the time it seemed crazy but now that I've worked with her quite some time, I've come to realize that she makes employees work hard because that's her job (a fact that I COULD HAVE noticed earlier had I not been too caught up in myself). If she didn't push us so hard then we wouldn't be the clean, hard-working theater that we are.

Honestly, if I EVER hear an employee say something disrespectful about her they will have to deal with my wrath.

I am Nerd, hear me roar!

Theme Music: "Every You and Every Me" by Placebo
I am: the biggest dork on earth

Tonight's ride home really got me thinking. Mostly about why I have this obsession with proving that Disney is an evil company puting out subliminal sex-messages in every movie they make but also about why I still care whether or not I make a massive fool of myself.
See, I used to be uber caught up in trying to be cool. I'd spend a good hour and a half just deciding upon what I would wear (more like 'what other people would like me to wear') then I'd spend another hour worrying about what kind of conversations I would have with these "so called cool people." It was quite sad. No one should ever do that to themselves. Seriously! I know that I definitely don't want to spend half my time worrying about what questions I could possibly be asked and how I should respond to them! I have better things to do...like make jello sculptures. I want people to like me for my quirkiness not for some kind of fake barbie-doll-like personality and if people can't deal with that then they can just suck-a-toe!

1. I will not curb my passion to play video games.
2. I will not hide the fact that some of my art work is deeply tied into my emotions and therefore can be quite weird at times.
3. I will not deny my love for the following bands: Garbage, SuperChick, Kutless, Switchfoot, Reliant K, Offspring, Green Day, and ect.
4. I will not even conceal that I have the ability to write HTML and am interested in learning CSS.
5. Finally, I will not harbor my love for graphic novels of all sorts!

I will not conform DARN IT!

On a completely random note:
Dear Lord, I just spent about 15 mins trying to figure out where this high-pitched beeping sound was coming from and when I discoved that it was from the smoke detector I quickly took out the battery. Who would have thought that it would continue beeping. So I spent another 5 mins trying to rip it from the ceiling in hope that maybe it would stop then.

Nope.

So I did the only thing left to do. I screamed and yelled until I came up with the idea of smothering it with a pillow. Guess what? I can no longer hear the beeping! Yay for me!

Wha...? Why is your face the size of an orange jenny?

theme music: "Batman theme song"...dunna nana nanananannanana BATMAN!


Ok, so I let me dog, Jenny, outside today and when I let her back in her face was HUGE!! It had swollen to the size of a grapefuit! Of couse I flipped out and made a mad dash for the phone in hopes that my mom or dad would somehow know what to do. I ended up running all over the house looking for that stupid vet book that we keep around for when the dogs get sick. I found it..but it was of no help. DAMN YOU DR. SO-AND-SO!!! Well, my mom made a special trip home just to take her to the vet. It's funny because I always thought that vets were supposed to make the situation better. I think it should be a rule of thumb that when you see a patient that you don't say

"Dear God, What happened?"

because that really doesn't make people feel better. The vet gave Jenny 3 or 4 shots and her face when down but not before the vet could say "she looks like a possum" and "her face is as big as my fist."

The conclusion was drawn that Jenny had picked a fight a with an angry bee.

Bee: 1
Jenny: 0

Here we go...

Well, this is it! I am heading off to graduate! Wish me lots of luck! You never know...I might trip and knock down a whole line of sr.s lol.

S-M-R-T

Stuck in my head: "You're so true" -Joseph Arthur
I am: S-M-R-T (haha, little Simpsons joke for ya there)

I just finished my third night of closing-training and I guess I've caught on to things pretty well. Andrew (the manager training me) basicly just sat there on his butt and watched me do all the closing stuff. Haha, that was his only sort of entertainment for the night. So sad...so sad.

It was pretty cool night overall. We cleaned so many theaters with Shrek 2 that, our voices have given out from singing "Funky Town." It's quite sad. In the last theater we cleaned, I told Andrew that he needed to break dance...he gave me the evil eye and said that he'd do it if I sang.

In other words, I may never see him dance. ::sigh:: I guess it was worth a try.

Man, my head is killing me. When I left to drop off some stuff at the bank I hit my head on my car door. Yeah, I entertained Andrew atleast. He was talking to me as I was getting in the car and then WHAM. Lol, you should have seen the look on his face. He did that whole pucker of the lips and the thing when you breathe in through your teeth to make that weird noise then finished with an "ouch."

"You'd think that this all would be over with, but nah. That would make life less annoying and where's the fun in that?"

Stuck in my head: "One Step Closer" by Linkin' Park
I am: back to being annoyed

It seems that my "annoyance" has returned from a short but needed vacation. I never did get a chance to post why I was really annoyed mostly because...well because I guess I just didn't. Anyway I was talking about this "annoyance" to Ashley and she is starting to get irritated because of it as well not only because she's my best friend and we tend to feel the same way about things but because EVERYONE (and by everyone I mean my friends) is a little ticked about it (and when I say a "little ticked" I mean a whole lot). We have plans to gag this "annoyance" and play loud teeny-bopper music it until it goes away (haha). Maybe we'll play some Hanson and dance around like immature fools(hehe)

....but seriously, Hanson rocks my face off.

This is not the end but a beautiful beginning

I sent out an e-mail today to all the Sr.s that I had e-mail addresses for. I thought I'd share it with the rest of you. Ps-Natalie, if I had any mistakes in this e-mail I am so sorry. I didn't even read over it to see if everything made sense.

Wow. Well here it is. My end-of-the-school-year e-mail. You all might think it's weird that I'm doing this, considering I didn't do an e-mail last year but on the drive home today I realized that I needed to say something. So here it is...

This is it people. The end of what we have come to consider an era. Though we will no longer have the label of "high schooler" attached to us we will still have to deal with drama, hard class assignments, and teachers who just don't like us but if we are strong enough to live through 4 years of it, I believe that we all are strong enough to live through a life time of it. On Monday, when your alarm goes off at it's usual time, just remember that even though these past few days have been hard on us all, whether we've had to deal with a lack of school spirit or maybe just hard times at home, we have one less thing to think about at 8 am in the morning (Thank you God).
This isn't Grease. We won't break out into song on the last day but that doesn't mean that it has to suck or be uber sad. I'm going to make Friday wonderful. I am going to march into that school with a smile and be the person who I've wanted to be all year. I am going to greet all of my friends with a "Can you Believe it?" or a "We've Made it" and not a "This day will suck" or "Uck, I can't wait till this is all over." I am going to enjoy every last second of tomorrow and when it's over I'm not going to cry because this is not goodbye but hello. We have only completed one tiny step of our lives. We have many, many more to go.
College is going to be scary for us all. It's new. It's different. It's a beginning. Don't worry about that. There are others going through the exact same thing! I know there are people out there, that like me, are most worried about being assigned a freaky roommate to share a dorm with. Dear Lord, protect me from the messy people! I will survive a bad roommate, just like I've survived everything else.

I have compiled a list of advice as we leave for the outside world. I hope you enjoy!

~Don't regret the things that have happened these 4 years. Everything happens for a purpose. We learn from our mistakes, do we not?

~Never forget that you are beautiful because you really are.

~Smile. Not only does it use less muscles than frowning but if it doesn't make your day, then it will make someone else's.

~Be you, even if others don't like it. Be as weird as you want to. Be as smart as you think you are because it's not what those OTHER people think. It's what you think that matters.

~Have fun not matter what or else it really isn't worth doing what you're doing. As Mary Poppins says,

"In ev'ry job that must be done
There is an element of fun
You find the fun and snap!
The job's a game"

~You make life what it is. Don't forget that.

~Don't obsess over things that you do not have control over. Instead think about the wonderful occurrences in life.

~Believe in something. Have faith.

~You are cool. You are more than cool. You are wicked awesome.

~Sing everyday.

~Play everyday.

I won't drag out this ending like some kind of bad commencement speech. I don't want to wish you all good luck because I believe none of you need it. You all will succeed in whatever you put your heart into.
This is not Farwell
This is just another hello.

Paranoid? Nah, not me.

Stuck in my head: "Say my name" by Destiny's Child
I am: zoned out

Natalie joined for the Shrek 2 preview last night. It was great. I think we were the only ones in the theater who couldn't stop laughing! I gave her, her little grad. gift (a doll called "Mr. Wonderful). She didn't seem to enthusiastic but then again who is at 12am? By the end of the night I caught her caressing the doll more than once. It was worth it to see that.


I know I've talked about my intense case of paranoia before but I have to bring this up one more time. Last night a few guys were sitting behind Natalie and I (Goodness, I can't even remember who exactly it was) and I swear I heard my name, not once but twice. Sure it was probably something like

"Hey, Laura's fat head is in my view"

or

"Hey, Laura's friend has on a Teen Girl Squad shirt"

or even

"Hey, Laura's friend is hot"

lol (because they always say that about my friends. Especially when Tamila came in. Hahaha I don't think I even have to mention what Chad said about Katelyn. What can I say? I hang out with pretty people).

10 reasons why I can' t wait to leave KHS

10. The Art classes that suck
9. The people in my art classes that suck
8. The pointless busy work which really doesn't keep us busy
7. The lack of time I have because of the # of Clubs I joined, which is really my own fault
6. The air heads who can never seem to complete a sentence "but...like..yeah..whatever"
5. The jerky freshmen
4. The drama which seems to be brough up on an hourly basis
3. The lack of respect from teachers
2. The strain on my creativity
1. The christians who really aren't christian. Somehow they are always talking about God and getting wasted on the weekends

By Golly I think this week might actually rock

Stuck in my head: "The Oscar Meyer/Bologna Song"
I am: confused

How do I still have black ink on my hands? It looks like I've been working the the coal mill. Does springfield even have a coal mill? ::cough cough:: I think I'm getting the black lung pop. This is what I get for messing around with Mrs. Bylander's pens. DARN YOU BYLANDER AND YOUR PENS!!!

Ack I just rubbed my eye with one of the inky fingers. It burns!!

So, I've been wanting to buy Six Feet Under: Season 1 on DVD for quite some time but I had mixed feelings about actually doing it because it would set me back $70! Well, it looks like I'm not going to have to buy it because Andrew is having a special screening at his house tonight and he was nice enough to invited me to come watch it. So now I can see the series without having to buy it! Yay! If it turns out to suck I'm going to cry. Mostly because there is now ink in my eye by partly because I made such a big deal about seeing it.

Losers are the coolest people in the world

Stuck in my head: "Six feet from the edge"-Creed
I am: relaxed

You remember how in elementry school, how important it felt to be picked to play dodge ball? How the losers and winners were always determained by who was picked first and last? Do you remember how stupid that was?? Honestly a person can't go through life without experiencing that atleast once just because there will always be jerks to push someone around. Everyone has been the loser at one time or another but you really don't have to be the loser. No one should ever have the ability to make you feel like crap. That only happens if you give them that power. You control how you feel.

Example: Ashley has been pushed around by this one teacher all year long. He didn't give her the right part in the play. He's a total jerk to her. He makes her do his bidding and overall makes her life a living hell. If I were in her situation I would have had a mental break down by now but somehow she has found a way to gain control of all that. She doesn't let him control her feelings. Instead of making the situation worse by complaining about it all the time she ends up finding a positive in it all. Ashley rocks because of that!

Anyway I just wanted to prove a point. Jerks will always be jerks but that doesn't mean that you have to let them control your life.

'night!

Art teachers will be the death of me

Stuck in my head: "Blame" by Cadet
I am: Pissed off and yet still happy at the same time

ARG! My art teacher is making me come back to school on the 24th for her final because I have an A-. Yes, you read that correctly. I have an A- in ART!! I am so ticked off right now. I think my face is red from anger.
When she told me that I'd have to take the final I asked her what grade I had. Her irratiated response was

"Laura you only have an A-"

. First of all, the whole school knows the rule for Sr.s is that if you have an A (minus or not) you don't have to take the final. It's the teachers way of giving the Sr.s a break. Second of all, my entire family is coming up on the 24th for graduation and we're supposed to have a little get together then!! I am an excellent student and therefore deserve a straight A. I do darn it!

I start MIT-Training (or for those of you who have no idea what those letters stand for ....manager-in-training-training) today. Everyone has been coming up to me and asking me what I'm going to wear. Even Chad asked me (which is weird beyond all belief). I think i told two people last night that I was wearing "clothes" when they asked. They didn't think it was as funny as I did. Hmm.
I'm excited but I feel like I really shouldn't show it. I mean it's great that I'm getting promoted but I don't want to throw it in other people's faces. That's just not cool man. Just not cool.

Speaking of Chad...the other night, over the walkie-takie, he said,

"LOL"

He didn't say "laughing out loud. He said "L-O-L." It was hillarious. I called him a dork. He had no decent come back. I couldn't stop laughing for like an hour.

Oh! Before I end this tiny post, I want to recommend that everyone listen to "blame" by Cadet. Then, when you're finished with that song, you should listen to Cadet's entire CD. Then send them lots and lots of money along with notes saying that you don't want them to break up.
I was listening to that song in my car last night and it hit me who that song reminds me of. We, and when I say "we" I mean I, shall refer to this person as X because the name really ain't that important (and don't try to guess who it is because most likely you're wrong. MUHAHHAHAHAHA lol!), what's important is that I found their theme song lol. Anyway "X" is up and down like a roller coaster. One min. they're mad, then sad, then ticked at random stupid stuff, then moderately happy, then ticked off again. Most of the time they're mad. Only the Lord knows why. Those types of people get on my nerves. Some people get so caught up in the small stuff that they forget about all the things that they've been blessed with.

So yeah. I can pretty much assign a theme song to anyone. In fact my next post shall be a list of my friends and their theme songs. YAY!

But...but...I want it NOW

Stuck in my head: "Not guilty" by the Beatles
I am: regretful, amused, and tired all at the same time

Lol people fight over the stupidest of things. Seriously! In a perfect world, people would look at each other, say a few sentences in an agressive tone and then go back to normal. I think that my dream of this

"perfect argument"

is possible. For instance, today I really wanted my Sandman issue 1 comic back that I had lent to Natalie mostly because someone else would like to borrow it. Now everyone must understand I am VERY attached to my books. They are like my children (I know it's a sick attachment). Anyway I called Nat last night and asked her to bring it today. Unfortunately she forgot. So I admit I got a bit agressive with my tone and asked her to bring it to my house after school. Of course my aggressiveness only cause her to become agressive and as you can imagine there were ill feelings by the end of the conversation. My point is that Natalie and I can have this sort of "argument" and get over it. Why? Because we're mature enough to realize that a stupid graphic novel is not worth fighting over. We're not going to run off and start talking about how the other person sucks because there would be no point!! It's a freakin' graphic novel!! I have already gotten over the fact that she didn't bring it and now can admit that I was over-reacting. See? This is how everyday life SHOULD BE. Unlike in other enviroments where friends fight then talk about each other behind their backs and blah blah blah. Natalie and I already delt with that Sophmore year. It's not as fun as the brochure promises.

Wispered words and that sort of thing

Stuck in my head: "Play that funky music white boy..."
I am: slightly less annoyed but still annoyed

Natalie just came in the journalism room and wispered to me to come into the band room during lunch. Uck, the band room. I have spent way too much time in there already (I mean I dedicated a year of my high school life to band!).

I asked her "what's in the band room?"

She replied "pizza and cake." Yeah that's all I needed to know.

I saw an episode of X-Files last night that had never seen (obviously from a later season) and I was shocked at how horrible it was! #1 there was no plot and #2 Mulder went insane at the end! I believe one of the final quotes was

"it's like he's in coma only he's awake and his brain is functioning. I would say that he's suffered a seizure only his brain waves indicate that he hasn't."

Then, to make things worse, they introduce this new chacter, a female doctor, who appearently is sleeping with Mulder. AND SCULLY DOESN'T KNOW!! ::gasp:: How stupid is that?! He's awake but in a coma? He's sleeping with random women? Come on people!
On a crapiness scaled from 1 to 10 this one was a solid 9!

I swear if that noodle falls on my head...

Stuck in my head: Dream On by Aerosmith
I am: annoyed

I am in the library center...for outdoor living...doing nothing....again. I am hidden myself in the young adult section once again so that I may read my graphic novels and play on the computer in peace. It's quite nice. It gets my mind off of ANNOYING PEOPLE WHO WON'T SHUT UP. I keep looking up to see this sculpture of a bunch of pool noodles intertwined with a bunch of hola-hoops. I've very afraid of it falling on my head. Pray for me.

I'm regreting not bringing in my sketch book at the moment because I had this white colored pencil on black paper, piece that I'm re-doing that I'd like to finish this week. It's all that's been on my mind the past 2 days. I wanted to finish/start it yesterday in journalism, since my pages are all turned in, but something came up that I had to attend to first. Grr. I really shouldn't "grr" at that. I did agree to help out even though I REALLY just wanted a day off. Oh well. There shouldn't be anything that needs to be done today so maybe I can work on some art.

I did get a chance to play an exciting game of spoons yesterday. I almost won too but then Brandon had to be a jerk and claw his way to first place. Grr Brandon. Grr. David and I decorated some of the plastic spoons afterwards. I must say yesterday was the first time I had ever seen a "peturbed" spoon. David is a wiz with those weird faces!

I gave Kristin the Harry Potter 3 trailer that I save from the trash. It was so funny because she wasn't sure what it was at first. Then she read the lable on the film and she got this huge smile on her face. There is just something so rewarding about making someone's day. I should try and save another HP3 trailer for Katelyn.

ACK! Brandon just took my picture!! DARN HIM! I must go steal the camera out of his hands and make him pay.

Later!

Ode to projector #4

Oh, projector number four,
standing there on the cold unswept floor,
I want to treasure you and show you love,
an emotion I have found that you are quite void of.

Oh why won't you stop brian-wrapping on me?
I love you, I need you (and this job), can't you see???

Your focus knob is broken,
Your masking won't open.
You apature plate slips out.
Geeze, now what is this sound problem I hear about?

Oh, Projector number four,
Oh Why God, Oh Why God? No MORE!

"I'm a paper bag!"

ROFL!!

So yesterday I was walking by concession and I saw this paper bag on the counter and for some reason I got the urge to walk over, make the opening of the bag move like a mouth while I said in the creepiest voice possible

"I'm a paper bag!"

(darn you Hannah and those stupid banana comercials). Well I walked into the back room laughing like crazy and Michael U. looks at me and said what kind of crack have you been smoking?"(which is a very good question considering I was laughing about a paper bag...yes people...a paper bag) and Alyson responed for me with a kind "The same kind that you do." It was great!! Alyson rocks. It's been decided.

This morning I couldn't find my sketch book and I started FLIPPING OUT!! I tore everything in my room apart and screaming at the dogs, as if that would help. I even called my mom to ask her if she could call KHS and tell them that I would be late to school. The funny thing is that right after my room was in shambles I found it. I eyed it as I was tearing apart the couch across the room. It was staring at me from the corner of my desk. I believe it was mocking me. Just like projector #4.

And then I said "Aww Hell no!"

I had a super time in projection today! I got to use this little ear piece that connects to the walkie talkie so I felt pretty cool. Although Chad said I looked like Daniel G.(I would attempt to spell his last name but I would fail miserably). Then Lori said that I kind of looked like Daniel G. too but only because I was wearing the ear piece. Lori tried to make me feel better by saying that at least I looked like I was doing something important by wearing it.

4 Reasons why I love Will Smith

4.He looks awesome in tight grey shirts.
3.He makes all sorts of oober cool sci-fi movies.
2.He takes a stand against cursing in rap.
1.He says "aww Hell NO!" in all his movies

Oh ye of little faith

Ack. My hand is swelling! This is what I get for taking my anger out on the splicer last night! Hehe...I guess smashing it down (to cut the tape) that hard does have its disadvantages. Great. Now there is a large bump on my palm. Chad will probably laugh at me. Yay for swelling!

Man, I was so ticked off last night. You must understand that I don't curse. I NEVER CURSE. I'm weird like that. I just think there are so many prettier words to use. Well anyway, I used TWO REALLY bad curse words last night. I feel rotten about doing that but I was so mad!! I ended up getting into my car and listening to some "SuperChick", which made everything better. ::sigh::

Prom is tonight. Yay for prom!

Video Game night

Memorable moments:

"I'm a banana!"-Hannah
"Your baby voice scares me Hannah" -Natalie
"Those Mario Kart churches are too harsh for me."-Natalie
"I'd totally buy an apple computer if they had Jeff Goldblum on one of their comercials saying 'must go faster must go faster'."-Laura
"Yeah...see they're home schooled and their only text book is the bible."-Hannah

Hehe. I will pray for those who have to find my house.

Alison is coming over to my house today. Let's hope that she doesn't fall asleep and forget to come or even worse....get lost on the forbidden weaver road ::plays dramatic music::! Haha I can hear the phone conversation now "Umm Laura...I'm seeing a lot of trees. Where do I go now?"

I have to pick up Ashley around 3 and then take her home at 5. She was almost afraid to ask me to haul her around for the day mostly because she knows how much I hate playing "car pool." I told her that me picking her up was evening the score for all those times that I made her waste her gas for me. Like the time I made her drive me to the National Cemetery because I wanted to break in my New/Old camera. Or the time I made her drive us all to the Albino Farm because I wanted to give Tamila the scare of her life.

Dead cats and such

I hate Natalie... and this is why...

http://www.livejournal.com/users/ilblissli/20266.html?view=13866

WHY GOD, WHY??

Just call me the fly that hits your windshield at 45 MPH

Last night, Chad gave me a high five and said "Congrats on being able to tell me what to do" (referring to a recent promotion I have received at work) and it really didn't hit me that I'm going to be higher up on the "food chain." It's weird. Infact I feel weird talking about it with anyone but Becca *who also is being promoted. I guess it's because I have this awful fear that this promotion will cause an uproar. I want people to see this as a positive thing because I don't want to be the cause of new drama. I only want good things to happen for the Springfield 8.

Another thing that hit me today was the fact that Prom is Friday. It's so weird because usually I hate formal dances but this one I'm kind of excited about. Weeeeeird.

Hannah, Natalie, and I's awesome survey is coming along nicely. We just hit question #9. I don't mean to brag but, I think we are the best survey writers in the world.

Yay, Ashley, Nathalie and I (yes I spelled that N-A-T-H-A-L-I-E because it's not Natty J. its the F.E.S. Nathalie from Sweden) are hanging out at MY house tomorrow. I'm VERY EXCITED. I think I'm going to try and start up a "video game day" with them and possibly invite Hannah, Natalie, Alison, Katelyn, and Kristen. It'll be a "Kickapoo Girls who like to Game" thing. It'll rock.

Random Questions

What's up with the old lady screaming and then kissing Tom Cruise in Minority Report? That was just unnecessary and icky. Really it was.

What's with Agatha screaming "run" in Minority Report? It was totally quiet time!

Why can't we all have cool weapons like they had in Minority Report? Then life would be 10 times easier!