I’m in the process of writing a list of people from the past that I need to get in touch with. Mostly boys, a group of old girl friends, a couple of my parents friends/ex’s… I was brainstorming how I should start this darn book and I decided to go to the book store to look through a couple of published memoirs/autobiography’s. I stumbled across one that caught my eye almost instantly. It had huge pink scribbled font on the front cover that read “DEAR DIARY” by Lesley Arfin. I skimmed through the pages and decided to buy it. I haven’t been able to put it down since. It’s like she lived my life long before I did. Our pasts are almost scary similar, excluding some middle school instances. In the book, she contacts friends from the past and does short interviews asking why or how things were the way they were all that time ago. I think that is what I am going to do and then I will go from there. I’m getting antsy. Will some of these people even want to talk to me? Let alone about the things we once got into? I am scared but at the same time it might be nice to get some questions answered. If you are from the past and you happen to stumble across my page and then possibly this entry, please be nice hahaha. I am only trying to get the world off my shoulders so I can have some sort of closure. Anyway, to all my existing friends, wish me luck!
one of those lists.
1. I find it very irritating when I am trying to concentrate on something and someone is staring at me. It is very uncomfortable and it makes me angry.
2. I find it very irritating when I am having to walk around the counter to swipe peoples credit cards at work because they are too stupid to follow a simple diagram clearly shown on the monitor screen. Not to mention the whole process following.
3. I find it very irritating when foreigners get upset with me because I cannot understand their language. EXCUSE ME… but you are in AMERICA.
4. I find it very irritating when people are anything but what they portray themselves to be. Don’t talk yourself up if you are going to turn around and be the complete opposite. That makes you a liar and I do not like liars.
5. I find it very irritating when someone takes out their stupidity on me. Yeah… you did something extremely stupid… but that doesn’t make it my fault.
6. I find it irritating when my hazelnut blended’s get watery because they add too much ice. Maybe I should start asking for less ice.
7. I don’t like having long hair when it is windy. My hair gets in my face and in my nose.
8. Older woman who still think they have something to prove to younger females. You are 30 and I am 18. There shouldn’t have to be a contest when it comes to who is more appealing to any male that happens to be present.
9. I find it irritating when people complain about the way things are and then refuse to vote. LAZY and IGNORANT.
10. I love my itunes. Makes me less irritated to listen to my music.
11. I think Dustin is going to make me less irritated with life. He is not irritating.
absence
I started a dream journal. I always have the craziest dreams and I want to to start writting them down. The funny thing is, I’ve had ONE dream since I’ve started the journal and it’s been nearly a week. Did I jinx my subconscious insanity? Another thing… I had a heart to heart with one of my coworkers on my lunch today. Mostly about my mom. She said she’d be my “vegas mom” since I told her I’m estrogen deprived.
happy october
I just ate a whole bag of chili coated con chile strawberry candy pica fresca things and DAMN they were good…
covers
I tend to get a little skeptical when I see cover of a song from one of my favorite bands. Especially radiohead. When I gave a small listen to that reggae band (“radiodread”) I was highly amused. Yet recently, I came across a cover of “kid a” done by john mayer. I’ve never been a huge fan of mayer, but this song gave me chills.
my new motto
In three words, I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life…It goes on. — Robert Frost
do you
listen to a certain song sometimes only because of a certain part? I tend to like some songs only because of the ending or because of a certain 10 or so seconds. and if anyone talks during these 10 or so seconds I have to rewind it or say “hush.. this is my favorite part.”
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my last couple of blogs… I am officially crazy. Anyway, I was thinking back to when I was younger today. My mom and dad used to send me little packages in the mail with little goodies. Stickers, stationary, gel pens, cds, little trinkets. I always enjoyed getting those. No one sends me anything anymore (except for dottie!). Someone be my pen pal. I miss writing letters. I might even send you stickers.
Hello fellow bloggers…
I decided to start a new blog. I’m sure I have a couple of old ones floating around the net.
