Oh my, second post in one day? Who would’ve thought?

I changed my layout to something more “me”. I had to get rid of the black, it was far too depressing.

I still haven’t resolved my money issue, sadly. I hope to someone that my pay isn’t floating around somewhere.

Anyways. I’ve realized that life is getting increasingly harder to live. Not in the sense that I want to die, no. I’m rather happy living right now. I mean here. At home. Tension is at an all-time high, whether it be between Dad and I or Mum and Dad. I think we are all just fed up with one another. And out wicked attitudes aren’t helping. Oh well. I’ve just got to stick it out I guess. I love working, it gets me out of this insane place. And when work ends, school starts. Granted, I’ll be living at home still but I’m confident that I will make friends who will dorm at UML. If not, I guess I can always run to Sarah’s.

On another note, I’m getting my hair cut tomorrow after work. It’s going to go totally bye-bye, for lack of a better word. I’m probably going to look like even more of a lesbian than I already do, but naturally I don’t mind a bit. I promise to post some pics.

Which leads me to the final bit of this post. Pics from the beach, finally.

Please explain to me why both my pay statement and online payroll says I got paid and yet my bank account is still empty AND I didn’t receive a check in the mail. Please don’t tell me they lost the money. I might just have to cry. Thanks.

ps. I’d love to have my $800 ASAP. I’ve got bills to pay. Thanks.

Handlebars is a really good song. Catchy and pack with meaning. That’s how I like my music.

I’ve almost finished a cup of hot coffee and I felt like it was time to do a decent update on this thing. I know I’ve been negligent with this blog, but I find free time hard to come by these days.

I want to start off by giving a summer music update. New acts have been entered and dates have changed for some things so I just wanted to update myself and everybody on that.

Lowell Summer Music Series: Lowell, MA
I highlighted the shows I’m going to.

If I learned anything today at the beach it’s that my friends will always be there for me no matter what.

Also, that I will probably need another couple months to get over Andy.

And, I should not try to date Puerto Ricans. It’s just not a good mix. Not that I want to play the race card but…holy crap. Violent and over protective much? Just chill, man. Ugh.

On the bright side, I finally got an industrial piercing! It only cost me $70. Not bad at all and it looks awesome. It’s just going to suck because I’m always wearing a hat at work. Boo hiss. (Haven’t said boo hiss in AGES)

Anyways.

I learned that I will learn something new everyday…seriously.

Peace guys.

ps. Pics to come!

So I went to the movies tonight. With a guy. Not just any guy. No, Josh Melendez. He works at the park with me and I know he’s had a crush on me for some time. I figure, lets give this a chance now that I’m single. We had fun, no doubt. But being at the movies, driving around smoking butts and listening to Outbreak just made me miss Andy even more. I’ve got to get over him, I know it. It’s been 6 months since the breakup but it still feels like day 1. Even when he comes back I know we won’t get back together. It just won’t happen…and that’s no one fault but mine. I do like Josh and I feel bad that I’m leading him on like this but my feelings for Andy just haven’t died. Who knows if they ever will. It’s not like I haven’t tried getting over him. Honest, I have. But no one compares to him. And I suppose it doesn’t help that Josh isn’t exactly my type. Not to play the race card since that shit don’t matter but in this case I feel I have to. He’s Puerto Rican. He’s got the attitude and everything. I know I can’t handle it. I’d give it a month before I said enough. I mean, Andy was no mellow yellow but he at least had a sensitive side that appealed to me. Josh just isn’t…well…I don’t know how to describe it. He’s just not what I’m looking for and I know I only tried him out because I want to be over Andy so badly. I mean hell, I’m in no way ready for a relationship. And if I ever did get into another relationship soon it would be with a guy that fits my every need and want. I mean he has to be fucking perfect. The whole goal for me at orientation is to meet a guy. Or girl. Or anything, anyone. Which by the way did I mention i got accepted to UML? Well I did. Yes! I’m very happy about that. Now back to my ever present man troubles. I really want to know how Rachael and James got it so right and same with Socrates and Ryanne. How do they do it? How do they manage to keep the flame lit after all this time? When will it be my turn? Oh I wish Socrates was here. I could use his words of wisdom.

I know I’m slacking on my updates but I promise you that everything is going well and I will give a big old update Friday night after my hopefully amazing weekend. I have a new story up on Fictionpress.com. My pen name is Rosebud Wolfe. Go check it out! Muchos Thanks!

I was worried for nothing about my transferring. Also, my split second of self doubt for American Studies was stupid. I LOVE art, history and literature. No way could I pick just one of those to major in.

Fuck. My. Life.

More on that later.