Insanity Personified...

( Just like old times... )

Basically it was just us eating and talking all day, but when I say I miss high school, that's really what I miss. Spending hours just hanging out and having a good time.

( Then Gizmo tried to blind herself... )

So yeah. It was an adventure. Haha.

End of the semester coming up soon. So lots of tests and things due in the next couple of weeks. I'm such a lazy bum, I don't want to so any of it. Half of it just seems like busy work. Bleh. It also means no visiting Irish for a while, something that is always guaranteed  to make me overall a little down. Thanksgiving, I guess.

The end.

Diana, a girl in my lab group, gave me a ride home today so I wouldn't have to wait for the bus, and she lives pretty close to the mall, where I park my car. She's married, and came back to school to work on her second degree. We were talking about the guy in our group, typical little frat boy who likes to let the rest of us do the work when he can get away with it. She commented on the fact that he was just really young, so I pointed out that he just turned 21.

"That's still young."
"I'm 21."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Well, you're too old for your age."

Sometimes I think I am. Sometimes I think I'm never going to grow up. At least I hope I don't.

When the hell did I become a law abiding citizen?

Next thing you know, I'm going to be doing homework and participating in class regularly.  I'll have to fix this before it gets out of control.

Good thing Halloween is coming up. :D I think I'm going to The Rocky Horror Picture Show on Friday, though I haven't found anyone to go with me yet. I'll go alone, I just thought someone else might think it would be fun also. I also think I might go ice skating on Thursday after class. That will definitely be alone, mostly for the exercise. And because I'm super good at it. Not really. :P

First Incident:
I had this one guy who was drinking a beer for breakfast (the breakfast of champions, according to him) follow me for 5 blocks on my way to the bus stop, I took kind of the long way hoping he would give up because I really didn't want him to know where I was going, asking me if I liked to smoke pot and drink and why my hair is pink and orange. Also asking me where I lived and trying to convince me that we had so much in common, even after I had told him I didn't drink or smoke anything. This went on until I we passed a police car that was parked by the sidewalk while the cop was about to get back in after pulling someone over. Right when we were next to it, I decided to yell, "Dude, for the last time, I don't want to buy any crack!" Which got the cop's attention pretty well, and made the guy call me a crazy bitch and run off. I let the cop know that I was just trying to get rid of him though. I'm not mean enough to actually let the guy be chased by a cop and possibly be arrested.

Second Incident:
I finally get to the bus stop. This young homeless guy decides to sit right next to me and won't stop talking. He also asked me where I lived. Does that really not seem creepy as hell to them? About the time he started telling me about all his big plans for the future and put his arm around me, I got up, and just walked over the another spot to wait. Of course he followed me. I was a little nicer to him, but the underlying message was a clear FUCK OFF. He didn't, but the bus got there, so that was that.

Third Incident:
About half-way into the ride on the bus a guy gets on, and sits right next to me even though there are only 4 or 5 other people on the bus. I just kept reading my book. He stared at me the entire way to the last stop, where everyone got off. As I'm walking to my car, he runs up and asks me if I'm looking for anyone to hook up with. I told him no. He gave me his number (which I threw out my window as I drove away to make a point) and told me that if I ever changed my mind he would show me a good time.

Dear god I am so glad that I don't have to go out again today.

The more I draw, the more I am convinced that I am going to end up completely covered in tattoos. It will be glorious.

I cannot wait to see Irish on Wednesday. I haven't thought of anything special to do, but it is our 4 year anniversary, and I'm really excited to do anything we come up with. I don't think I can ever say it enough, but I really really love him. So happy. ^_^

Today was my last day off to do stuff with people before I move, which I do on Saturday, and I ended up sitting around doing a whole bunch of nothing. Well, I read a book, played with my kitties, and drew a little bit, but nothing with my friends. Oh well. I'll see them in a maybe a week or two when I come back if I'm not working.

It really kind of dawned on me today that as much as I would love to have people come visit me, or come home to hang out on weekends, I know that it isn't really going to happen. If I come home, I'm going to work as many hours as I can at Ocean Lakes, and I will most likely be getting a job in Charleston as well, so I won't be a very good host if people come visit me. So unless something changes, I'm going to have very little contact  with anyone outside of school and work this year. I guess that kind of sucks.

I did get some good news though, which may be the change I was talking about just above. I might actually be getting a Pell Grant this year. There was apparently something wrong that was causing the $7663 I made last year to look like too much money for me to be eligible. I was really pissed off about getting nothing, too, so I am very happy. Of course I already paid tuition, though, damn near emptying my bank account. Figures. But I'll get it back. Maybe then I won't have to work every spare moment and will have some kind of a life.

Life is rather tricky isn't it? But I'm digging it. I truly am.

Tomorrow, er... today, is my first day off from Ocean Lakes in 5 days, but I'm probably going to end up working most of the day anyway doing hair wraps and whatnot. Now if only I could get some sleep. Then I'd be set.

Despite having been shorthanded on what turned out to be the busiest day so far this summer and not leaving until 1:10am, I had a good time at work tonight thanks to Amanda. She is never allowed to make tea again, though. It was on the ceiling for fuck's sake. How?!

I have a place to live in August! I'm very happy about that.

Orientation hasn't been all that bad, I made a friend. a girl from Myrtle beach who is a friend of Erin's sister. Weird. She was in my orientation group, and she liked my hair so she decided to talk to me. It was probably also because I was the only other girl not wearing a sundress and flip flops. There was only one guy not wearing flip flops, but they were boat shoes instead. So same thing, really. I don't get what people love so much about flip flops that would make them seem like appropriate footwear to go to something that you know you will have to walk around a lot for. Whatever, people are stupid.

Also, this shcool has the dumbest fuck pre-requisites for some classes. For example, you have to have completed up to organic chem. II to take quantitative analysis, which is basically a chemistry math class, and the fact that I have already taken calulus II prevented me from signing up for a statisics class. What? They also only offer many of my classes only once a year, so because the first one is full now, I have to wait an entire year to take it, and then I have to stay for that entire year to take the second one, and because it is a pre-req. for another class that I need to take, I have to be here for another year after that.

So, when I looked at the requirements for my major and saw that I was 3/4 of the way done, that didn't actually mean that I could finish in 2 semesters. I was even prepared to take 3 semesters, since I transfered and changed majors so much. But 3 YEARS? Fuck that. I don't know what I'm going to do. I guess the first step is to go talk to Dr. Deavans, the science dept. chair, to see if he can override some of the pre-reqs. I don't see why he wouldn't, I mean, if I'm comfortable doing stuff out of order, it's all on me if I don't do well.

Anyway, I can't wait to get back to MB just in time for 4th of July traffic. -_- 
Work is going to suck this week.

Last thing: Kennedy, Matt and Michelle's daughter, is a pretty funny kid.

I have to be in Charleston for orientation by 8:15am, which means I have to leave my house in about 7 hours. I'm going to stay with Matt (Red Chucks) tomorrow night because I'm apparently not allowed to stay on campus and sleeping in my car seemed like a bad idea. He and Michelle were awesome enough to agree to me crashing there for the night.

I guess I should go to bed now, since I'll be waking up around 4:30am because I have to pack and clean out my car a little before I leave.

On the bright side, and I mean BRIGHT, I bleached my hair again, and all the blue came out, and I dyed it pink and orange. It's pretty freaking awesome looking. I also realized that I would look super weird if all my hair was blonde. I am way too pale for that.

Goodnight!

My friends and I walked on the beach and watched the red moon rise over the pitch black ocean with lightning overhead.

It was a good night.

I gave both cats a bath and came out with only one little scratch on my foot. I'm ok with that. They are so pissed at me right now. XD

Now it's showertime so I can go to work. 5th day in a row, so much fun. Clocked out at 12:08 last night, hoping to get out a little sooner today. We'll see how that goes. Some guy came up yesterday and asked if any of us knew where he could get some ecstasy. Why would you ask snack bar employees that? So random.

It was 91 degrees out today, what the fuck.

Just got back from Clemson visiting Irish, I was up there for about a week. He built me a super sweet computer, and I love it, although I have to wait to set it up until I finish cleaning and reorganizing my room so there is room for it. I need to go through all my clothes and get rid of a lot of stuff. I Have about 60 shirts hanging in my closet, a dresser and a cabinet full of pants, a big storage bin of skirts, and a giant pile at the foot of my bed. Plus 4 trash bags of assorted clothing in my closet. There is no call for that, and I don't have room for it. I can't wait to move into the giant apartment in Charleston. It'll be sweet.

Ocean Lakes has been super busy, but so far the new people are ok. Thank god. I really didn't want to kill anyone.

The flea market has been aggravating, I'm not getting paid enough, but Mark depends on me so much.  He also volunteered me to illustrate some greeting cards for this random man that came by the market. I have no idea what he wants, and I don't know if I'm even going to get paid for doing it. Besides that, illustration has never really been my thing. And I don't have time to do it.

My sister is still a piece of shit, she got arrested for DUI, and guess who had to wait 3 hours at the jail to bail her out? My grandma and I. I would have told her tough shit and left her there, but my dad asked my grandma to go get her, and i had to drive her because it was raining. Such a waste of space.


Back to cleaning my room now. Fun.

Got my grades today. I got a B. :(
Stupid calculus II making me look bad. Also got three A's.

I'll never have to go to Coastal again. Not to say I won't, I still have friends there, just like I've been back to Winthrop since leaving, but it's nice to know that I never have to deal with that again. I don't think I can transfer again, so I'm really hoping CofC works out. I think I'll be happy. I've got a nice place to live, I'll finally be getting things done...It'll be good.

I seem to be kind of infamous at work. The first time the new people work with me they're all afraid and worried, and tell me that they've "heard stories."  Glad to see everyone talking me up. No one seems to dislike me yet, though, and we haven't gotten any super lazy people. As far as I can tell, at least. Time will tell. Linda is pissing everyone off at work, she needs to figure something out soon, because it's not going to be pretty. What's worse is that we have a supervisor position open and she keeps talking about how she deserves it and would be so good at it and blah blah blah. Whatever. I am Switzerland.

Irish tomorrow! I think. Hope. I miss that kid. I also miss Erin and James and Sherri. Haven't seen anyone in a while, what with work and finals going on. Hopefully that'll be fixed soon.

Kind of a pointless post, but I'm still alive, and things are as good as they ever are. Life. /shrug

I was planning on bleaching the blue out of my hair and then dying it pink and orange. Turns out, blue doesn't like to come out. At all. So I ended up with a very light blue, which was actually quite pretty. This put a bit of a damper on my plans though. Pink can go over blue, no problem. Orange on the other hand... Ew.

So I ended up dying most of it pink, with orange at the roots where it grew out and there hadn't been any blue, and a few orange streaks where I felt that the blue was light enough not to show through.

End result:
So much pink and purple, little bits of orange, and apparently I missed a few bits of blue. Rainbow head!

I like it. ^_^

Now, perhaps I'm a little strange, but I have never considered my ears to be a moving part of my body. They've always been in kind of the same category as my chin. Just...there.

Yesterday, however, I did something that altered the way I see my ears, and I will never be able to go back. I decided to pierce my ear again, in this little spot called a rook. Or maybe that's just what the piercing itself is called. Either way, I like it. It didn't really hurt, except for the part where I kind of failed at replacing the needle with the earring, which led to so much bleeding. :O Also, that is one thick piece of cartilage. It was the usual kind of sore you get after stabbing a hole through a part of your body. Now, it only hurts when my ear moves.

Who knew that ears moved so much? Not just in the, "Hey, look, I can wiggle my ears!" kind of way, but as a part of facial expressions. I didn't, that's for sure.

So now, they have joined the category of body parts that my eyebrows and nose belong to.

Does this mean that my chin is all alone? I can't think of anything that goes along with it. That makes me kind of sad, what if it gets lonely?

A skeleton walks into a bar. He orders a beer and a mop.

^_^

I am always amazed at how some people suck so badly at their jobs.

I went to the Vision Center in Wall-Mart to get some new glasses. The prescription in my current ones is 3 years old, and the frames are 7 years old, so I feel like I'm allowed to spend a little bit of money to do this. When I go in, it is 5:10, and there is a black woman sitting at a table talking on the phone. She glances up and asks me if I need any help, and I tell her that I need new glasses. She tells me to let her know when I've picked out some frames, and goes back to talking.

While I'm looking at frames and trying different ones on, I keep hearing her shout, "Uh-uh. No way. No she di'int!" Followed by a loud laugh. Clearly an important, work-related conversation.

After about five minutes, I'm done looking, and she is still on the phone. I motion to her that I'm ready, and she tells me to hold on a moment while she continues talking. An older woman comes out of the back then, so I go over to her and ask if I can get some glasses ordered. She informs me that they can't do any orders after 5 o'clock because that is when the only person that can do it goes home. Looking at my phone for the time, then at the black woman still on the phone, I say that it would have been nice to know that when I got there 10 minutes ago before I wasted my time. She looks at the black woman and then back at me, and says that she is sorry. I tell her that the only thing she has to be sorry for is letting her, pointing to the black woman, get away with shit like this.

And I leave.

Sorry in advance about the pity party I'm probably going to end up throwing for myself here, it's nothing worth reading.

I've slept about 6 hours in the past three nights, and about 4 of them were last night. It gets really bad sometimes. A girl at work told me that I looked like a zombie today, and that's not really the look I'm usually going for. It took me forever to do the drawer, safe, and deposit tonight. Not entirely my fault, the deposit ended up being $30.60 short, which is why I kept having to count and recount things. But still.

I really hate how so many college kids say that they have insomnia and only get 5 hours of sleep a night when the reason is that they stay up  too late, for whatever reason, and then have to get up really early for morning classes. I don't care if it's because they are studying or wasting time on facebook or myspace, that's not an inability to sleep, that's poor time management. They have no idea.

Most of the time, I get enough sleep to get by, 5-6 hours, and sometimes I even sleep for a normal amount of time, given that I don't have to get up at any particular time, but it always takes me at least an hour just to fall asleep, and I'll wake up several times during the night. Then sometimes I'll go several days with no sleep, followed by days of very little sleep, followed by a crash, where I basically pass out and sleep for 8-9 hours.

Basically, it's just starting to piss me off, and I haven't have good experiences with sleep aids, and now I'm just venting on lj.

I want to sleep, I'm so tired. T_T

I love my cat. She is the best thing ever. Even Irish likes her, and he's not so much of an animal person.

Definitely going to College of Charleston next semester. I am very much looking forward to it. I just need to find an apartment, and I'll be good to go. Would anyone be interested in going hunting with me at some point? I'll drive and buy lunch. I just think it'd be really boring and possibly overwhelming on my own.

Classes are all going well, and work is pretty awesome right now because only the good people were re-hired. I hope when we start getting new people, which should be within the next month, that they don't suck. Because I will kill them. Or make them want to quit. That might be a little better.

Irish was here for about a week and a half, and it was the best. At some point, we aren't going to live so far from each other. I can't even imagine. Anyway, it was his birthday yesterday, and we went out to eat Thai food with his birthday partner Matt (Red Chucks), his wife (I cannot remember her name right now, Michelle?) Justin, and Angela. It was a good time and good food.

I accidentally stole Irish's cuff links that he asked me to bring out to his car for him. My hands were full already, so I put them in my pocket. Forgot about them until I got home. Whoops. Good thing it wasn't something he actually needed.

Haven't seen any of my friends, mostly because Irish was here, in a while. I'm going to have to fix that.

And that is all that is going on in my life that I can think of. How exciting.

For anyone who didn't see it from Irish, he is no longer my boyfriend.

He's my fiance.

I am so very happy. ^_^

Also, the Georgia aquarium was awesome, and spending the weekend with Irish and Josh was definitely good. Maybe more about it with pictures tomorrow, or go see Josh's post about it.