Do not read. Is pointless.

You ever have those days where you sit around and do nothing? Well, today was one of those days.

Angel woke me up at nine am (on the dot I might add) to keep her company until she had to go to her chiropractor at nine forty-five. I ended up going with her, and we hung out until around two ish until she had to go give her dad's car back (her's is dead, and she's getting a new one).

I told her I would give her a ride from the dealership back to my house, where all her things were, but once I got to the dealership, my car died.

They guys there were really nice, they got out a portable jumper and attached it to my car, but it took like ten or fifteen minutes and three different guys getting in my car to mess with it to get it to start. Basically I need a new battery... The one I currently have is slowly wheezing itself to death.

So, once we got that started I took Angel to my house, and then to work. After that I sat on my ass and watched the gayest movie ever online, and want another two hours of my life back. I knew I should have watched Cry, Baby with Johnny Depp instead.

I really need this weekend to come faster, I'm basically going insane lol.

Ah, but I did have a small high point in today. Angel set me up to see her chiropractor next Thursday. I get a massage, all that, and I'm really excited. My back hates me lol.

I'm sorry if this is pessimistic, uninformative, short, and altogether useless information, but I am desperate to kill even five minutes of time, and so far that's just what I've done.

*sigh*

-Nessa-

I hate coming up with these little titles all the time. I'm not exceptionally witty, you see.

Geez, I start blogging and everyone else runs away. Something is wrong with the picture. Okay, so maybe everyone but Alyse. She seems to be the only one who blogs with any sense of regularity.
So, this week has been average. Basically all I am doing is waiting for this weekend, I'm sort of excited for Halloween, irregardless of what I end up doing.
Oh, have I ever mentioned that I get really frustrated with ALWAYS being the youngest out of all my friends from school and such? Just today Sam texted me, telling me that I should be 18 so I can go to a party at his school.
And then at Angel's party, or after it really, they went clubbing and I had to go home lol.
I mean, it's really not so bad, it's just annoying. But hey, only..*counts on fingers* twenty more days to go!

I have to tell you a funny conversation I had with my mom the other day. We got to talking about tattoos (again) and then the topic sort of started varying between that and random piercings.
My mom actually told me that the piercings on the side of your nose are cute. Or that she thinks so, anyway. And when I asked her if I could get one, she almost smiled and said "If it was that or a tattoo, I'd say go ahead with the piercing."
So, basically, I'm getting that for my birthday. I'm excited :)

So it snowed yesterday morning, and it only started after Sam called and said that it was all over the place up in Logan. My mom dug out my world's most awesome parka ever this morning, one that I had totally forgotten about, so now I just have to go out and buy myself some very unattractive long underwear, and I'm all set for winter!
No, seriously though. I hate winter. But I only hate it if I have to go outside and the wind is blowing at an icy God-knows-what, like I did today. Other than that, I love snow, I love the smell of the nighttime, and I love how insanely clear the skys are. I'm excited for deep winter, when you can go walking in the snow at night and everything is almost totally silent and glowing.
See? I'm not so pessimistic lol

Well, nothing of any minor importance to write about anymore.
Much love, see you all soon.
-Nessa-

Drag Me to Hell....*shifty eyes*

I feel like I haven't slept for a week and as Halloween edges ever closer I wonder how on earth I am going to survive.

I need a new mattress. I have been needing one for, oh, the past ten years. I got my own queen sized bed when I was five, and when I was about twelve, my parents made me switch them mattresses. They had been sleeping on theirs for 7 or 8 years already... and suffice it to say, it wasn't in the best condition.

So here I am five years later with a mattress that has long since been destroyed.. with back pains like an old woman.

I toss and turn and wake up and try to sleep again but can't, and only until total exhaustion finds me do I slip into a sleep that is so easily interrupted I may as well become an insomniac.

It's getting old.

Aside from that, I made the mistake of watching Drag Me to Hell. It wasn't a mistake because it was too scary and I now have nightmares.. It was a mistake because it was so unbelievably fucking stupid.

Its one of those movies that, as the end credits roll, you sit there and say "Fucking hell, give me two hours of my life back."

See, I'd promised Angelique that I would watch it with her, and as badly as I didn't want to, I followed through, and we rented it on Saturday night after work. At first I thought it might have had potential, even with the really bad effects.. but in the end the only redeeming quality of this movie whatsoever was the fact that you very briefly get to see Justin Long with his shirt off.

That was my redeeming quality anyway.

Oh, and this chick sacrifices a little tabby kitten to try and get this devil Lamia spirit to leave her alone and not take her to hell.. I basically wanted to find the producer and fucking crucify him after that.

Cats are now a very painful subject when dead. Of course this is because of Juke.

I just about started crying when she was buring the dead kitten in the backyard.

I'm such a wuss right? Well I miss Juke. So screw you.

Anyhow..

My costume is so past slutty and charging onward into the realm of God knows what..that I think I'm just going to wear jeans and a T-Shirt for Halloween and not do my hair or something. I look scary enough like that. :)

Sam got the swine flu, along with some of his friends... so everyone should expect to catch the flying pig disease once Halloween rolls around :)

Oh, and Angelique might be moving to Arizona..or England. Her dad might get a job over there, and I am really depressed that she might be leaving. I don't know what I will do without my Angel-face... probably explode. She kept me company while Megan was on vacation hehe. But really, I have a very short list of friends. I don't need it getting any shorter, thanks.

And one more thing. I should be a photographer, I decided it would be fun.

Don't worry, I'll forget I said that within the next fifteen minutes.

Peace, love, MUSHROOMS!!!

-Nessa-

Good news, everyone! *says like guy on Futurama*

So, my boss is working me Saturday morning, so I will be able to see everyone that night :) I'm rather happy about this.
Unfortunately, I don't have a costume, because I suck at life. Still working on that though.
I also have a dollar and something cents in my account, which means I am poor, almost broke, and screwed. That's always fun, right?
Trying to fix that too.
Besides that not much else has happened.
Oh, I love the tv show The Mentalist. It's a good one. Go watch it.
Love.
-Nessa-

*Inhales* Here we go.

So I haven't posted since...*checks posts* the twenty-eighth of September. So three weeks. I love how I sort of got into this and everyone else did, and now everyone blogs and I don't. I'm such a loser. Even Jorden and Cameron are posting more, and we all almost never hear from them these days..

And Sam just doesn't post. Ever. he has like, what, two posts total? He's just too busy sitting in his little dorm listening to cowboy rap.. (He knows what I'm talking about.)
He said he was going to last night before his phone died and he hung up on me... but he lied.

So. My weekend. Or rather, my past three weeks. Or the highlights therin, because I wouldn't dare bore you with my all to average life.

Well, I stole the truck two weeks ago and drove my ass to Logan to pick up Sam because it had been three weeks since I'd seen him and I wasn't going to wait for another one.. Lemme tell you, that was a stressful drive. Once you get past Salt Lake and out a bit further, the freeway gets to be a two lane drive from hell where everyone is going eighty, and you know that if you drift six inches in either direction your either going to slam into the concrete median or into the small moving van next to you.. Oh, and did I mention that truck belongs to my brother?

Anywho, so I kidnapped him and got to see Logan for a glorious six seconds..then proceeded to book it back to the highway and make it home in record time to get to work. I'm awesome. The drive back was a lot easier because I had company and wasn't just staring at the road stressing the ever living hell out of myself.

We spent the whole weekend together and watched Lucky # Slevin in my basement, which now has the fluffiest, most orgasmic carpet in the history of fluffy, orgasmic carpet. We ended up doing a double feature with Liar, Liar. You know, the one with Jim Carrey. (FREAKING LOVE THAT MOVIE)
We also went to the movie theater Friday night to see Zombieland (OMG) and then on Saturday morning we saw Surrogates with Bruce Willis. That was really good too.
As you can see, we watch too much television.

Once he went back to good ol' Logan, I just went through my week as usual. Work three to four times a week, sit on my ass for the rest of it... oh, school.

So, I went down to the MATC maybe two weeks or so ago. I had previously gone to East Shore, but after talking to a councilor, I discovered that the 5 credits you get from taking the GED no longer counted toward an adult diploma, which is what I was wanting to do.
Basically I would still have to do about fourteen credits in East Shore to get a diploma.
The councilor summed up all this depressing information to me, and then said that I would be a lot better off and save a bunch of time if I just strolled on over to the MATC and got the information to just take the GED and be done with it.
I was reluctant, as we can all imagine. But the councilor encouraged me in this path, and said that if I took the GED asap, then I could be in to college as early as January. I like this thought quite a bit.
So I went to the school and over the period of two days took some tests that would tell the teachers there how ready I was for the GED, and what parts of my academic knowledge needed work.
I did really well according to the girl who was grading my tests, although when she held up the results there were so many little red marks that I thought she was joking when she said that I was ready to take the GED and they could sign me up whenever through BYU or UVU.
So the next year of my life looks like this.
Attend UVU until January 2011 at which point I transfer up to USU to be with Sam.
Yeah, yeah, so I sound like the typical stalkerish girlfriend, but Sam told me he was okay with it, and, frankly, after spending last weekend up there with him, I really like Logan. It's quaint and small, and I just..I dunno. I love it there.
Which brings us to the most recent weekend with Sam.
His friends scare me, and Hooka (spelling???) is good for you.
See, here's my first impression of the place. I got there at about 10:30 in the morning (Sam was still sleeping) and I got some cute guy to let me in. I walk inside and go right, until the cute guy says left to the elevator, but not before I see a rather...uhm...fat man... wearing nothing but blue spandex. Did I mention that he had a very hairy chest?
Imagine that image to start your morning. Needless to say, I was scared to go upstairs.
Sam had told me previously that Mountainview Tower was also called the Man Tower, and that the fifth floor, which is his, was named the Man Floor. I thought he was kidding until I saw a poster on the wall declaring just that, with the floor occupants signatures all over it.
It smelled like a Man Tower, lemme tell you...
After a ride in a smelly elevator (it was only smelly because two guys who looked like they needed a shower had just walked out of it) I wandered around trying to find Sam's room, and finally succeeded. I was just grateful everyone was asleep so I didn't have to get weird looks.
I didn't get to meet Sam's roomate Kyle until later that night, and by that time I had met a portion of his friends, a couple of which said they 'had heard a lot about me.' Needless to say, despite my best efforts, I spent the vast majority of Saturday blushing like mad.
I'm really bad with new people.
Oh, and did I mention that I can make it too and from Logan in about an hour and forty five minutes? I'd go faster, but I drive Kendall's truck and don't want to wreck it. Still, that's a half hour off of average travel time. I'm pretty proud of myself.
Not much besides all that is new with me..
As you can see I spend all my time either with Sam, wanting to be with Sam, or talking about Sam. Pitiful right?

Random tidbits to take up space:

Angelique got in an accident and totalled her car. And got fired by Sky. Then he hired her again. He's just bi-polar like that.
Megan lives with Jerremy now in his basement. Jerr's parents kicked out their older son Jeffrey and let Megan have his room. I think it's freaking hilarious. She's in Vegas right now and is going to Knotts Berry Farm sometime this week too. *ENVY*
I want the MyTouch phone.
I hate fall. It means that winter is coming.
We moved the couches into the basment so now there is somewhere to sit and watch movies.
My grandparents are coming for Thanksgiving. On my mom's side.
My parents are leaving me alone for a week and a half for the first time in living memory while they go on vacation. I'm excited for that lol. PARTY!!
I'm eighteen in..four days short of a month.

Hmmm....Oh, I'm really excited for Halloween :) I get to see Cori, and Cameron, and Sam is coming down (or he had better anyway), and we all get to hang out like old times and catch up.
That is, if I can get work off. I remember last year I had it off, but that was only because I worked mornings.
I wrote it on the schedule but I'm worried Sky will just say No, sorry, screw you, kthxbye. MEMEMEMEMEME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm really trying to come up with something to intrest you people.
Fail.
Kk, love you all, I'll try to post more, I really will.
-Nessa-