Guy Fawkes Guy
Stick him up high
Put him on a lamp post
and there let him die
Ladies and Gentlemen
You'll never grow fat
If you don't put a penny
In the old Guy's hat
If you don't have a penny
a ha'penny will do
If you don't have a ha'penny
God bless you.
The 5th of November
Gunfire treason and plot
I know no reason
Why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE ME:
- tornados (es?)
- being confined
THREE THINGS I DON'T UNDERSTAND:
- The strange way some people think
- how people find D&D so bloody fascinating
THREE THINGS I'D LIKE TO LEARN:
- fluent Spanish
- how to drive a stick-shift and a motorcycle
- belly dancing
THREE THINGS I AM WEARING RIGHT NOW:
- somewhat messy hair
THREE THINGS ON MY DRESSER:
- bottle of perfume
- random books
- TV/DVD player
THREE THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE:
- figure out what the heck I'm going to do with my life
- have a family of my own
THREE WAYS TO DESCRIBE MY PERSONALITY:
- optimistic (generally)
THREE BAD THINGS ABOUT MY PERSONALITY:
- I sometimes get irritated rather easily
- I can be a little too easygoing. people like to take advantage of that.
- I am ridiculously self-conscious.
THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
THREE THINGS I LIKE ABOUT MY BODY:
- the color of my eyes
- my hair (sometimes)
- its quirky traits (hitchhiker's thumbs, detachable shoulder blades, clover tongue, etc. etc. etc.)
THREE THINGS MOST PEOPLE DON'T KNOW ABOUT ME:
- My best friend died when we were 13.
- I'm sensitive to paranormal activity
- According to my 7th/8th grade teacher, I was the rebellious one in my class. (wearing black and watching Buffy is apparently the devil.)
THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO:
- either the Bahamas or Hawaii
- back to the places I've already been to - Spain, NYC, New Orleans...
THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
I'm getting sick again, and it's only been a few weeks since I got better.
I wish I could afford to go home.
So, once again I find myself utterly exhausted yet unable to get to sleep, even though I'm back at home in my own bed. This sucks.
Today ended up being all about spontaneity. While attempting to detangle the mess that is my hair in the morning, I discovered just how badly the ends were fried from sun/hair dye/chlorine/etc. I called the salon my stepsister used to work for and was amazingly able to get in last minute. On my way there, I stopped at the end of our driveway to check the mailbox and (miracle!!) discovered that I'd finally gotten a check for being an extra in the movie out at festival. It wasn't much, but it was enough to pay for the afore-mentioned haircut and (hopefully) get me through until I get my first check from VS.
Afterwards, I drove up to North Branch to visit the drama club at my high school. They were one of the school groups peddling souvenirs out at the festival, and while we were out there one day the drama coach found me and asked if I'd come teach the cast some Renaissance dances. Their fall production this year is "Much Ado About Nothing." They needed two dances, so I taught them the korobushka and the sherenzula. It was rather odd - they had virtually no problems with the korobushka (which is supposed to be one of the more complicated dances), but when it came to the sherenzula, nearly half the cast was tripping over themselves and slowing everyone else down. No matter how slow I started them (for all you fellow rennies - at one point I had them at Norfolk speed. :P), they got confused. Meh...oh well. They'll get it eventually.
When I got home, I got a call out of the blue from Jerome, whom I hadn't seen in forever. He just happened to be home from school this weekend as well. He ended up coming over to my house, where I proceeded to kick his butt at Mario Kart Wii.
Oh, before I forget - while I was up in North Branch, I got a call from my mom. She, my stepdad, and one of my brothers are going up north this weekend and she wanted to make sure she'd see me before she left - she said she'd bought something for me for when I'm down at school. Upon arriving home, my mother presented me with a keychain canister of --- prepare yourself --- tear gas. I was amused...I thought it was illegal in Michigan! :D
2. Beefeater (Beefcarver)
4. Black Angus
6. Buffalo Grill
7. Burger King
8. California Pizza Kitchen
9. Carl's Jr.
11. Checkers (or Rally's)
13. Chuck E. Cheese's
14. Claim Jumper
16. Coney Island Hot Dogs
17. Del Taco
19. El Pollo Loco
21. Firehouse Subs
22. Hard Rock Cafe
25. HomeTown Buffet
28. Jack in the Box
29. Jimmy John's
30. Johnny Rocket's
33. Krispy Kreme
35. Long John Silver's
38. Panda Express
39. Outback Steakhouse
40. Planet Hollywood
42. Rainforest Cafe
43. Red Lobster
44. Red Robin
45. Red Rooster
46. Señor Frog's
47. Skyline Chili
49. Steak and Shake
51. Sweet Tomatoes
53. Taco Bell
55. The Old Spaghetti Factory
56. Tim Horton's
59. White Castle
60. Eat 'n Park
61. Hot n Now
62. Pita Pit
64. Cheeseburger in Paradise
67. Hunter House
69. Waffle House
Now You! (Bold ones you've been to. Underline Faves, strike disliked, italicize wants, and add one more.)
So, yeah. I just went back and read my last entry, and am now marveling over how incredibly emo it is.
Anyway, I have a job!! Not the job I was after the most, but hey - it's a job. I am now an employee at the Bath & Body Works at Lakeside Mall. :D
They're going to give me $7.75 an hour, and my orientation is Friday. I was really hoping to be hired by Victoria's Secret (a hope I'm still hanging on to - the manager at BBW seems kind of bitchy), but I'll take what I can get. Heck, maybe I could work for both - at my interview I was told I'd probably start out with only 5-15 hours a week.
I actually talked to the manager of Victoria's Secret just yesterday. He called because he needed another reference from me...apparently my boss at Numatics never called him back or something. I've still got my hopes up - he made it clear at the interview that he won't hire just anyone, so I'm really hoping the trouble he's going to for my references is a good sign. I mean, he could have just said 'screw it' when my old boss didn't call him back...right?? Gah...here I go again with the paranoia.
Regardless, even if I don't get the job at VS I'll still get a discount there - they're both owned by the same giant company. :)
- I miss Brandon... :(
- Chef pants = awesomest PJ pants ever.
- Why can't the 28th be here yet??
- Yes, I just said awesomest.
- My back hurts.
- Staying up until 1am last night probably wasn't the best idea.
- I should really start thinking about putting a costume together...
I dreamed about Jeremy last night.
Well, he wasn't there. I dreamed I went to his house. I have no idea why I was there, but I walked in and went down the hall straight to his bedroom. The carpet in the hallway was different, but it stopped at the threshold of his room, where the carpet was the same as I remember. There were so many things that had changed, though. I haven't been there since I was 12, but I was still wandering around saying things like, "Where's his football helmet? And his Bible box? What about his games?" I have no idea who I was talking to, but I remember someone being out in the hallway just out of view. I have a feeling it may have been Will, but I guess I'll never know for sure.
I mean, now that I'm awake, of course it makes sense that things would have changed. It's been six years. Why would his parents keep everything exactly the same?
Still, it was kind of hard seeing all the changes, even if it was just a dream. For all I know, they could have kept everything the same.
I can't believe it's been so long since he died. In some ways, it seems like it just happened, but in others it almost seems like nothing ever happened at all. My memories of him become more and more obscure as time passes. Some of them are so foggy I'd believe them to be nothing but dreams if I didn't know any better. I'd give anything just to see him one more time.
I'd like to think that I've generally accepted his death, but once in a while a memory will be triggered and it's like a punch in the gut. Most of these memories leave me with teary eyes or a sad smile, but others (like the last time I saw him alive), leave me completely broken down. It's times like this that make me realize how much I really do miss him, even though he may not be on my mind as much as in the past.
It's times like this that have also taught me to never leave loved ones without saying goodbye, and to tell them I love them no matter how angry or annoyed I am with them. Doesn't matter the situation - I could be arguing with my mother, or annoyed as all hell with Brandon. If one of us has to leave, I'll always be the one to say "I love you."
I've learned my lesson.
My day is off to an awesome start, and it's only about quarter after 10.
Not only did I wake up at 5am for no reason, I found it difficult to fall back to sleep because the entire left side of my throat was swollen, making it painful to swallow anything. To make things even better, upon opening the new pack of Halls I bought yesterday, I realized they weren't really cough drops. They're Vitamin C "supplement drops." I've got to say, I think that's one of the worst realizations you can have when your tonsils feel like they're the size of golf balls, especially at such an atrocious hour.
And I've still got to babysit today...
...and one more weekend of festival...
...and to top it all off, I've also got two job interviews today. God help me.
A bit of the randomness currently running through my head...
- I should really start working on my Halloween costume...
- I hate math. With a passion.
- I think I'll go play Spore for awhile.
Well. It's been awhile since I've been on LiveJournal. So long, actually, that I've forgotten my previous login and password, so I decided to make a new one. It's only been what, 3? 4 years? Meh...whatever.
So anyway, found out today that my wicked stepmother will most likely be gone on my birthday.
She's down in Florida visiting my stepsister. My dad bought her a ticket to fly down there, but no return ticket because she wants to stay with Heather for awhile. Supposedly, if you buy your ticket at least two weeks in advance, the price is a little lower. SO - I have at least two or three weeks left before I have to start avoiding my dad's house again.
My birthday is two weeks from Sunday. Best. Gift. EVER.