Oh, boy.

Well. Today wasn't exactly the start I had hoped for on a normal Wednesday. Terribly hectic and stressful because I wasn't asleep until after 2 AM and upon getting ready to leave for school half an hour after I woke up, I couldn't find an important piece of paper that had contact information for my professor should I find I was unable to make, or would be late to class. When I found the lovely pink paper, my dad finally realized I was in a manic state of looking and asked the ridiculous question: "Lookin' for something?" to which I replied "Found it!" in an extremely annoyed tone. Walking around the dividing wall in our home seeing me clutching the paper he begins to chuckle.
For any of you who know me well enough, I do not much appreciate being laughed at for throwing a fit/temper tantrum despite my age and supposed maturity level. I especially do not like when my own father feels that it is appropriate and dare I say, even acceptable to laugh lightly at his daughters frenzied state in front of her boyfriend with whom she usually bikes to school. Because of my sleep schedule being severely interrupted we were going to walk to the bus...and it took me about another hour to fully be over my frenzy and hysteria afterward because I really cannot stand my dad's outlook and take on life most of the time. I don't begrudge him his lifestyle. He chose it, and I don't begrudge him the wisdom he possess, or sometimes thinks he possesses. I just don't like when I have no choice in the matter and it is expected that I should adhere to ever single tirelessly scrutinized detail of what he believes life should be for me.

Short and Sweet

Well, I must say that even though I don't always enjoy school it is great to be back again. Not much to my classes thought I know some would call me crazy. All classes with the same teacher? Psh. Easy peasy until I lose my mind =P. Also on another high note, I am being somewhat forced to, but for my own good, to ride my bike to school. Not so much of an issue if I were more in shape lol. But that's exactly what it's about. 
And in regards to my previous post, if you can't PM me on here I will attach an email for you to reach me at =] so you can, if you so choose, contact me for further information on said jerk all star. 
Best news yet: I'm in choir. Again. =] yay! Most definitely my favourtie class of all and yes, I am again a soprano and today our warm up reached a C! Woot! So. I am most certainly going to enjoy my semester even if my buttocks is sore from a hard seat, and I'm a crazy woman for taking three classes with the same teacher. =]

Until we meet again loves,


headfirst_for_halos77@yahoo.com =]

Undercover work, anyone?

So I have made some discoveries of the unsavory kind in regards to a certain person. Some of you may know exactly who this is, and others, well I can only hope you never have the misfortune of meeting them. =] Anyway on with my ranting and raving about this person. They apparently are never single for long and are always with more than one person. 
How rude right? And on top of that, they believe this life of evil can keep going on unchecked and disturbed. But then I am here, and wrecking ball that I am, have every and utmost intention to bring them down. Here is where I would say with any means possible, but that ends up with jail sentences and stuff like that. Not really my thing, sooo.... On with plan super B!
I have contact information to this person and have my ways of making more discoveries. If any of you are willing, have the time, or just like to see people like this come into contact with harsh and jarring reality known as life, please respond to me so I can give you anything that works! Thanks lovelies =]
Adieu!

Almost a month?

There is something terribly wrong about not having blogged in almost a month. And I know what the main problem is, well problems rather.
My dad seems to think that it is every man/woman for themselves when it comes to computer time and I really don't think that's fair. I don't complain to anyone but my mom because she is the only one in our family that will listen when I say, hey, mom, this isn't right here, what do I do? And on top of that, my dad really could care less so long as he can take care of that one last thing.
To anyone who is, may be, or knows an addict of any kind, these are not good things to hear. But of course, my father isn't addicted. It's his way of 'relieving stress' and 'winding down'. I say that is a bunch of flat out B.S....and I don't mean bachelor's of science degrees..
I do wish I could do more, but that would mean I would have to work harder and at so young an age where I'm still discovering everything I want and what really works for me, working harder is extremely tiring and almost not worth my time if it isn't going to make anything better and only cause more problems.
I realize this turned into more of a rant than an actual blog telling what I've been doing and how Christmas and New Years went. Sorry about that!

Christmas was rather interesting. Got to spend Christmas Eve with Eric. That was plenty fun, as was the tenth of December, when we were together for a month. ^^ New Years was shall I say, almost totally epic? Eric and I planned a bonfire out of town that my dad immediately nixed in replacement with something in town because he was afraid I would drive off the road due to possible rain that turned out to not even show up night of. Honestly I have enough skills to not drive off a road and if he was so worried wouldn't you think he just says no? I don't know how hard it is for some people but I has become one of my favorite non used words. So that has been my last month just about. Hoping to find a job still where I may end up having to move out because my dad will charge me rent and I have a feeling it won't be an entirely fair price because I know for a fact the only debt my parents have incurred is their day to day living. COL is not as expensive as a house and car payments along with tuition, books, food, and other things stupider people waste money like movies, new clothes every three months and such. But still, he worries like we're going to be homeless tomorrow. May as well just beat him to the shot and do it myself it seems like. Maybe I should find another activity to pursue since I'm just making this more depressing than it really should be.
Until next time lovelies!

Melodramatic fool that I am...Save me!

So a question for you all who are presumably of greater intelligence than myself, if you were to have a personal item stolen then physically retaliate, is it the other person's fault, your fault, or 50/50?
And while I'm at it, well no. Never mind. This is where I tell you to insert a nice, hefty question with backbone that leaves your little brains tingly and firing off synapses..ah well I guess there isn't one as of yet. Until next time then. ;)


I'm off to eat my goobers, which for those of you poor, unfortunate souls who don't know what those are, is a box of chocolate covered peanuts. <3

Wow another epic story!

So I found out today that our second service isn't doing an advent wreath. That is something I look forward to seeing and usually participating in during the Christmas season. I'm really bummed. I can't believe that the yahoo's running our service think that all these "new christan's" that I don't really see are going to be afraid of a wreath of candles. It's part of their new faith, you think the would embrace it right? Apparently they don't think so. I'm just so frustrated with it all and now I'm not sure if some of my family's newest old friends will still be coming to our service!
I haven't seen them for two weeks! :'( it makes me so sad and I really can't stand that as we're trying to reach the people we never could we're sending others away because they aren't being helped or appreciated or feel their needed any longer. I don't believe it's right but I don't know where else I would go if I chose to leave. This place is my home and I don't think I'm ready to make such a big decision so for now I'll wait it out, just as I always have, hoping this time I won't fall...

Really? It's been two weeks? Huh...

So it's been over two weeks. Wow. Boy do I need a less busy life. Or maybe a more organized one works. Hmmm....Anyway, Just wanted to check in with you all. =] I hope everyone's Thanksgiving was wonderful and full of good food, friends, and family!

I went to Walmart yesterday for Black Friday deals with Eric. We picked him up on Thanksgiving day and stayed at my house until eleven, left for Walmart and had trouble finding parking. =/ We got there at midnight for some awesome deals then had to wait in line for two hours. Then we had to wait three more hours and fifteen dollars short supplied be me to get his new laptop. Went back to my house after discovering that my bank opens at nine in the morning and it was seven...
Ate some breakfast then slept on the couch until eleven when my mom said we were going to my grandma's for left overs. Then we watched Bleach on his new computer. I finished the Bleach manga no. 14 just this morning and now need to find fifteen through....um, some number lol. I'm in the one hundreds episodes by manga so since there are almost three hundred, I would believe there are more than twenty volumes of manga. >< Thanks a lot Eric... =P 
So that's my life in a nutshell.
Now for my other life, called choir ^^
Today we have a sectional at two o'clock and on Monday we also have a sectional, at three. This means for two weeks now I will have missed Intervarsity because of sectionals, but we do need them seeing as our concert is this coming Thursday, December 2. We're close to being ready, but we still need some work on a few of our more difficult pieces. The sectionals are necessary, but with how many people show up, it sometimes isn't really worth it except for the men, who I do believe will always need help. -Sigh- Yes. But at least my family can make it to the concert, so I'm happy.  Guess I should go get ready to take the buss across town to the school for sectional. Yay! Joy of my life! Not....But I'll make the most of it. Thackeray, please, in all the stars above leave me not to mine own devises and provide me with just a small amount of entertainment from such ennui as is waiting my turn to sing!