true, though the imprint is deep in me, it will always be up to me

Just finished the Glee finale with Matty and James, made us dinner (potato soup, grilled cheese with bacon sandwhiches, salads and cherry limeade), just finished cleaing up after us.

So... I FINALLY GOT A NEW CAR. Oh my gosh, it's so pretty. I was freaking out because everything was just getting really overwhelming and I was thinking that I'd never ever be able to afford a new car, and then we found this car. And I really can't afford this one either, but it's prettyyyyy. It's a 2007 Ford Fusion in dark maroon. And it's so shiny and happy.

I'm going to be paying on it for forever and a half, but my credit score will be AMAZING once it's paid off. Which means, you guessed it - student loans and school time! Columbia College, just give me a couple of years to finish establishing my credit, and I'm all yours.

Wow, that's kind of sad. That I have to finance a car and pay it off JUST To be able to get a loan to go to college on my own. My life sucks. Bahahaha.

Anyway, I've been writing more for Notches. Because I'm awesome. Getting on track with life and stuff. Still job hunting for a job that actually pays and doesn't make me hate life. Going back to school this fall, talked to one of my teachers from Columbia and she sent me all of my required courses for Television so I know what gen eds to take.

Yep. I'm doing awesome.

Haven't spoken to Justin in a while. Which is fine, 'cause I'm done with the drama of being in a non relationship or whatever the fuck it was.

So yep! Planning a trip to Chicago this fall. Possibly a Birthday present to myself? :)

Genetic Emancipation - Repo! The Genetic Opera

c'mon friends, get up now you're not alone at all

Had Matty and James over for a little new Glee episode watching party. We had tacos.

They totally freaked me out, 'cause I didn't think that the person who's going to die was going to die in this episode, and they were CONVINCED that they would die. And I'm like, "No way." And then Matty started freaking out and saying "It's Blaine! It's Blaine!" (I'm really not sure that that's how you spell his name, but it's how I fucking spell his name damn it.) And I'm like, "No! it can't be!"

And they were convinced that it was going to be him, and I was getting freaked out. And the ending started getting ALL HAPPY and I was like, "Shit" because when someone dies, it's usually when everything's super happy. Right?

... No one died. Hahaha.

I wrote six pages of Notches last night! I listened to Christina Perri's CD on repeat all night last night (it came out today, bought the MP3 album on amazon at midnight, I'm cool) and just sat there and wrote six pages of season three. I'm quite proud of myself.

I'm in a sad mood. Probably going to write some more now. Mwahahaha.

Comes and Goes (In Waves) - Greg Laswell

how the hell does a broken heart get back together when it's torn apart

So apparently my supervisor thought that the note that stupid cunt wrote about me isn't grounds for a talking to. She doesn't want to get involved.

Okay, whatever. Just one more reason I won't feel bad when I find a better job and say "fuck you, bitches."

Here's a little cryptic thought for ya. I missed her really bad this weekend.

Bluebird - Christina Perri

children waiting for the day they feel good

I turned the note into my supervisor, they're going to talk to her about it. 'Cause she's a stupid, ghetto ass cunt who needs to....

Anyway.

I applied to this new grocery store that's opening up in town today. They're having basically everything, 'cause they haven't even opened yet. I applied for Bakery and Candy/Coffee. They're both full-time, so we'll see what happens with that.

I'm almost finished with the series Caprica. Just one more disc left, and I'm really sad that it'll be over after that, 'cause I really wanted to see how all of the cylon shit got out of hand and I'm betting there won't be nearly enough time on the last disc. Sad.

It has stopped raining for... two days now! It's supposed to storm tomorrow, though. :(

Photolab the next two days, then I'm off for two days. Yay!

Mad World - The Red Paintings (cover)

I don't have to pay for this shit

So my MRI came back normal. Yay! I haven't gotten the results yet for my bloodwork, but yay for no tumors or whatever. Right?

Okay, so I had the MRI yesterday. It sucked a lot more than they make it sounds in Grey's, 'cause they're basically like "He needs an MRI." like it's nothing. It really wasn't bad, as long as you're not claustrophobic. Which I'm not. But you lay perfectly still in this big machine and you're smooshed in there and they put things around your head and then sponges on either side of your head so you can't move it. And that made me start thinking about the Green Mile and how the guy forgot to wet the sponge and then I was like, "Maybe I'm really getting electrocuted today and it was all a trap!" And that would've really sucked, 'cause not only would I have voluntarily died with no reason, but I would have had to pay for it! Yeah, they charged me $75. Wouldn't that suck?

I had a lot of time to think those twenty minutes. Mostly all I could think about was the really loud noises that the machine makes in your ear. Blah.

Then the bloodwork. I really hate needles. I know that like, everyone says that and I know that I'm not super bad with needles. But it's really just unpleasant. I sat there and was like, "Don't tell me what you're doing, I'm just gonna play bubbles." And it was over before I knew it. But I also hadn't eaten in HOURS so I felt really weak afterwards. And then I went to Chick Fil A like a bad person, because they apparently don't like the gays. But I REALLY wanted a chicken sandwhich. :(

Then I went to see my sister who was having a rough day, so I brought her a slice of pizza from the mall. Then Matty and I went to his place after he got off of work and we watched Easy A which was a GREAT movie.

And some stupid cunt at work wrote this really rude note about me. So I'm turning it into my supervisor because I have seniority and she can't talk about me like that so publically. Dumb cunt.

OH! And Donna conviniently didn't notice that the cheese warmer was leaking. So when I came in I opened it up to see what was up and a bad of cheese had busted and leaked ALL OVER the inside of the warmer. Holy shit it was disgusting. I probably won't eat anything with nacho cheese on it for a while.

So I cleaned that shit up, which took FOREVER and then Justin my non relationship fuck buddy came to my work and acted really douchey and overall it was a pretty shitty day. :)

Chemo Limo - Regina Spektor