I Say Hot, Hot, Hot

I get it now. I know what Angela and Kayla mean when they say the summer gets so hot in Eastern Washington that you just don't go outside. I thought they were crazy....but is it weird that I'm enjoying this weather??? I mean, yes 96 degrees was a little over the top the other day... but 83 degrees... I kinda don't mind it. Now before you consider me mentally insane you do have to realize that this winter was awful. So I'm just appreciating what I've waited for for so long. Cause you can't complain about winter AND summer. That would just be silly.

Singing Songs and Sing Alongs

So I'm in the process of writing my story (http://inthreeparts.blogspot.com/) but I thought getting caught up on this thing is way more important...for now. So as I was at work trying to find something to do for the last hour it occurred to me that the same people (Carmen, Kayla, Megan, and Rachel) are the exact same people in "That's What We Said" (http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=265247424) Crazy huh? Some day we'll be famous....


Ok so here's an update on the last few days...

I've had some weird dreams. Dream number one goes like this:

I'm sitting in my dorm room with Angela and Kayla. We're talking and Angela keeps making fun of me, nagging me, and pestering me. All of a sudden I yell at Angela and tell her to back off. And in my head I'm thinking "Wow, I sounded really mad...but I am mad...I can't believe how stern that was (I was almost proud of myself for being so stern)" and then I get off my bed and I'm about to leave the room but then decided not to because I was tired of always leaving when I got mad. Instead I grab a pillow and lay on Kayla's bed and start crying. Kayla then gets teary-eyed and says to me "I know how you feel. Heather does the same to me. But you just have to ignore it." Angela apologizes saying she didn't mean to hurt my feelings and I look at the pillow and start fiddling with it and replied "it's ok." I wanted to apologize for yelling at her but I couldn't bring myself to. I was thinking that it was ok that I got mad, I wasn't in the wrong. Then it just got extremely uncomfortably awkward...then I woke up.

Ok dream number two goes like this:

I'm shopping with Rachel for a prom dress. And I can't figure out why no one else is. I haven't been asked to prom yet and neither has Rachel. And I'm trying to figure out why no one has been asked yet. Then I realize that prom is still 3 weeks away, but it still didn't make sense. Because three weeks was still pretty soon. Then someone asks me what grade I'm in and I say I'm a senior in high school. But in my head I keep thinking "that doesn't sound right, why doesn't that sound right. I'm a senior? Yeah...I'm a senior...why do I feel like I should be older?" And it goes on like that for a while and I just can't figure out why it doesn't sound right....then I woke up.

Weird huh? So Kayla if you can please explain to me what these mean.

So I haven't really been doing much but work. Sometimes I'll go see Rachel who works at the jazz radio station. I'll talk to her while she presses button and stuff. Our conversations usually go like this...

Me: "Hey can I say something?"
Rachel: "No"
Me: "Come on! I can do it. Listen (and then I talk in my best radio voice) Thank you for listening to jazz 89.5"
Rachel: "No"
Me: "Ok...well then can you give me a shout out?"
Rachel: umm, no"
Me: "Can I press buttons?, Can I pick the next song?!"
Rachel: "You're not allowed to touch anything"

And that goes on for a while. Sooner or later I give up and decide to go home. Walk the long lonely walk by myself. Sometimes I just decide to not go see her and just listen (like for right now for example), the only time I will ever listen to jazz. And now even as I listen to it I can't really stand it. But good friends support each other...right?

Well I'm in the process of writing yet another song. So that's what I must leave to go do now. I know you would love to keep reading this oh-so-interesting blog, but if I ever learned anything from this life it's you don't always get what you want. And I want to write my song so that means you don't get to read anymore. Life's not always fair but it's how you deal with it that makes you who you are.

Hugs and kisses from the one who keeps you entertained for about 5 minutes...or however long it takes you to read this.

And in the words of Jared..

Peace!

Pictures

Ok pictures. Yes!

The Empty Room

The Empty Closets


The Lost Dog

The New Haircut

And that's my blog! Rachel's back! I's so excited! Roomies once again!

Simple Life, Simple Goals.

So I went to bed at 8:50 last night. But you see my eyes were so tired they were watering...while they were closed. I'm so lame I know. And instead of being at a cabin this weekend with some friends I'm stuck here in the good old Cheney. Responsibilities.... just can't seem to escape them. Oh well. It's life.

Ok so I managed to not clamp my hand in a binder today or get a paper cut... I guess that's an accomplishment? And it's 8:52 and I'm not in bed, yes! I have such simple goals. =)

All In A Days Work

So it's been a while I know. Oh well.

So it's been taking some getting used to working full time and all. I think that by tomorrow I will be exhausted. Because it's only 7:30 and I'm already thinking about going to bed. Lame I know.

So today I managed to get at least 5 paper cuts...or more...I lost count after I got a paper cut on my foot. Funny thing is the paper slid right through my hands and cut my foot. No cuts were found on my hands except the ones that I got earlier that day. That was interesting.

I clamped my hand in a binder today. I was trying to get a stack of papers out and it closed on me. And my first thought was "well that's interesting."

Ok I need something. My eyes are watering they are so tired...

Quote Of The Day

This was said by my intelligent Economics 200 professor who was answering some students question

"For example, right, the amount, right, that it takes, right, to mow a lawn, right, depends on, right, the number of. Anyways (and yes Kayla she added an "s") right..."

And that is what I listen to everyday at 10:00am Oh by the way she has a new record. The word "right" was said 103 times today.

This Is Not As Important As I Thought It Was Going To Be

Anyone want to know what a curly-tailed dog is called?!?! According to my crosswords it's a pig. Interesting fact of the day, I had no idea that a pig and a dog were considered the same thing....

Well it's a sunny but cold day and I've already woken up later than I intended and failed an Accounting test that I've been studying for days. Yep, it has been a productive day. And now I'm just waiting for my Economics class to start so I can tally up how many times she says the word "right" and "k." Then off to Biology where I'll take notes for Rachel while she eats her breakfast/lunch laugh, talk a bit to her until she tells me to stop talking because our teacher has started talking. And that's as interesting as it gets.

*Side note*
Angela and I tried to short-sheet Kayla's bed last night. It didn't work...it never does. This is our second attempt.... third times a charm is what they say....maybe we'll find out.