Thursday, February 25, 2010

Shit keeps happening? ;)

Well, apparently everyone thinks life sucks right now.. which I don't understand, because, despite my less than happy situation living at a friends house now, I still manage to somehow stay upbeat. I blame Sam Tooley.

According to Jorden, Rob is getting sent to jail, he and Amber got evicted... that really sucks.
I know two people who got their wisdom teeth out and are having a really hard time with it.

I'm starting to donate plasma on Friday.. I'm really not excited, because I have a terrible fear of needles, but seriously, that is an extra 190 per month that I could really use, so I will get over myself and let someone stick a needle in my arm and suck out my blood for three hours, slowly stealing my plasma. Whatever works, right?

When I was shoving everything I care about in this world into trash bags last night, a thought struck me... I knew I had a lot of crap, but seriously? There was so much stuff in my room that I just didn't even care about, forgot I had, or have no idea how it ended up there in the first place. Angel and I organized a little bit as we stuffed all my clothes, movies and other belongings into whatever containers we could find, but I still have a lot of stuff that needs boxing up or getting rid of.
Truly, it's ridiculous.

Sad thing is that I didn't get to take my bed with me.. The apartment I'm shooting for already comes sparsely furnished, and that includes a bed. I really liked that mattress.. I only got to have it for a few months, after heckling for a new one since I was fourteen years old. Lemme tell you, very sad day.

Well, I have to traverse my way back home to gather a few more essentials that I seem to have forgotten during my ten o'clock packing spree, so...

Peace
Love
Zen
MUSHROOMS!!!

-Nessa-

Monday, February 22, 2010

Peaches, I couldn't care less

Being on your own is supposed to be hard. Personally, I think it's getting to the point of being able to be on your own that's the hard part.
So last week I was out until three am with some friends, and my parents freaked and got mad...etc, etc, etc.
But the thing is, this time around they decided to overreact.
Because I broke my curfew by three hours (be that horrible and terrifying as it is) they decided that this transgression merited taking my car away for two weeks.
To which I said, Bullshit.
To which they said, Screw you.
To which I said, I'm moving out and I hate you, kthxbye.
Except not just like that.

So anyway I've been job/apartment hunting for the past couple days, and it's been buckets of fun, lemme tell you. I am stuck between two different apartment places.. One of which will pay all my initial down payments and rent for the first month. The second has no special stipulations.
Now, you say, well, that's an awesome deal, why the hell don't you pick that place?
It's kinda small and the shared room is teeny.. I don't know. The other place I went to I really like, but obviously won't pay for anything.
Evidently I like Option Two so much I'm willing to move into a friends house for a month in order to save to be able to pay all the admission fees.
Such is the stupidity of me. But then again, I still have time in which to make a decision.

Life is peachy. Except it's a peach off the ground with worms in it, so you have to take a knife to it and cut away all the bad to find the good.
Then enjoy.

-Nessa-

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Happy V Day? I guess??

This day last year found me at Sam's apartment with Coriann, Cameron, Alyse??, Sam and the rest of the crew, eating sushi on a cardboard box and generally loving life.
This year it finds me sitting in bed when it is almost the afternoon, writing about how great times were last year, and trying to nurse my retarded phone back to health after it's memory became sufficiently depleted to the point of not letting me receive messages at all.
Last year I was surrounded by my best friends, and didn't really have a care in the world, although a few days later my world would explode thanks to a certain Brantley Miller...
This year I am no longer friends with Brantley Miller, and I think I have lost a few friends besides him since then.
Last year was awesome.
This year is average.
Go figure.

But either way, a Happy Valentines to you all, and hope that you can find someone special to snuggle with tonight, even if your official title includes 'single' and 'unattached'.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

A day in the life of the person I could have been

I got to spend two awesome days with my brother this week while he was home, with him and many of his friends, partying at various apartments and enjoying myself more than I have in a long time.
I've made a couple recent decisions that I'm still trying to decide on as far as how good they are for my eventual well being. Its been one of those weeks where you see your life how it could be, might have been, has the potential to be.. it's a very eye opening type of experience.
I missed my brother. I did, however, see more of him that I would like to have *coughhackwheeze*, and I think I have overdosed on time spent with older brother and am perfectly alright with the fact that he is leaving Sunday morning.
Of course, right when he leaves I'm sure I'll just go back to missing him and disregard the fact that he spent most of this week doing things that make me worry for his eventual mental and physical health.
Such is the life of a Marine who does not enjoy bearing that title.
He has pretty awesome friends though. I know all of them, through school, the years, one of them I've known since I was a kid. So I never really had an awkward moment. It was just a bunch of friends hanging out.
All in all, I've had a pretty awesome week.

Another thing. I've realized why I have the friends I have. Female ones anyway.
Angel is my confidant for things that I know my other friends would just give me weird looks for and disregard. She accepts the things about me others would find strange or deterring, and tells me that the way I feel inside is okay, and normal, not bad and frowned upon.
Megan I can always trust, and I know that if I show up right in the middle of something and need just five minutes of her time, she will put everything down, listen and try to help see me through my problems. She and I 'connect' in many bizzare ways, and get along even better due to the fact that we have been through so much together, and are still alive, and best friends.
Alyse was the one I could gossip with. I could call her at one am, babble on about Sam and this and that, and 'Oh, he's so cute, and blah blah blah" and she would laugh and share and coo over all the adorable, idiotic feminine details.

My car's transmission is going out, by the way.. Thanks to Angel and Kendall looking at it, and listening to me verbalize the odd sounds and sensations that my little Toyota has been making, I think it may be able to be saved with some tinkering and TLC.
Seriously, that car is my life and I'll go mad if it dies. Only form of transportation and all...

I'm still being pressured to move out of my house. The relationship between my mom and I gets worse every day.. The last argument we had she said that I couldn't have more than one sleepover a week anymore because I have had four in row with Megan and "she just doesn't think that I am where I say I am". I have to have Megan call her and talk to her, and my mom reminds Megan every time to 'text her and let her know if I leave so that she can keep tabs on my whereabouts'.

I know I'm 18, and I know I live at home (their house, their rules, etc) but there has got to be a limit to how much she can control me and hold me down just because she thinks I'm always up to something.

Her fears are not unfounded, based on past experiences, but I'm just so tired of her calling me out left and right for stuff that I am really not doing! She thinks I'm sleeping around with one of Kendall's friends simply because she freaking hates said friend... Because I haven't been dating Sam for a year and a half!

I just wish I could find myself another job and go live in someone's basement.
If anyone feels like living with me, please, I am accepting potential roommates lol :)
As long as you pay rent on time and don't let me hear you doing the nasty through the wall, I'm totally cool with you lol.