So, what's going on in my little world?
Right now it's a beautiful morning out--the kind where I wish I was out there, but am inside so that I can talk to my boyfriend instead.... It's also one of those mornings I wish he was here so I could enjoy it with him, weather or not he really enjoys it since he's not as outdoorsy as me. I've gotten so sentimental in my old age. I have told him he has to move here by June, or else we're over... I'm kinda nervous, hopefully he'll pull through.
I've gotten so old, I want to shop for furniture and have my own place. I saw a table and chairs set I loved for $129 at Salvation Army and I wanted it so bad, but I have nowhere to put it 'til I have my own place. If I got one soon enough, my mom would let me take the old table and chairs that we had...but she's gotta find a place to put them, otherwise and that's not likely to happen. My friend asked her boyfriend if he'd go furniture shopping with her, he said no, we started making jokes about how her biological clock was ticking and she needed to shop for furniture, she was running out of time. It was funny to me, but it probably isn't so much to everyone else.
Yesterday was the 21st anniversary of my dad's death. I got my friend to go to Elmwood Cemetary with me and we hunted down my grandfather on my mom's side's grave.... we never could find it, and we were looking exactly where the main office said it would be, with some map that gave plot numbers and no names...but we scoured the area for 2 hours... and it's a small area. The thing is, I remember being unhappy with where he was buried, too... and I remember that spot. He's right by the maintenence area, and there's a god damn train that goes right by a fence right next to the spot. A FUCKING TRAIN. I know he's dead and all, but when I think of "Rest in peace" I don't think of trains. Then we went to my dad's family's plot--which I've been to so much in the past 20 years that I know how to get there, I always can kinda drive randomly and find it. I can never remember the block, but if I drive past it from a way I'm not used to coming I can always find the dogwood tree right beside it. Then we wandered around a bit, I showed her some of the cooler, older graves, and then we went to job hunt. I later discovered I had managed to get sunburned on one arm. I am so pathetically white. It's my left arm, so it was also the one I had out the window while driving.
We wound up getting a few applications, I'm sad 'cause I want a job where I can dye my hair blue and have multiple piercings... and since I have no clue where to find a job like that, at least that I can actually do, I'm kinda lost. I also want a job that's beneficial to me, moreso than my current job... free movies is great, I'll likely keep the job until April 21st, anyways, unless they fire me... that way I can get my three year pin. I'd really love a nice 9-5 job, though... so I always knew how much money I'd have so I could budget better. I do think I'm just gonna have two jobs for awhile to help me save up. We went to the petstore, they had TWO apricot poodle puppies... and they're minatures but they're gonna be big for a minuature (I guess they're mixed between minature and standard) and I've always wanted a standered (the big-ass poodles) and I love minatures.... I held one and it was so nice, he shook the entire time but when he went back in the cage he started crying. I talked to the girl, she said hardly anyone ever asks to hold the poodles, and they've been there the longest... that makes me sad. Poodles really are the greatest breed, that's why they're one of the most common breeds to find mixed for those designer mutts. They're hypo-allergenic, great with kids, loving, intelligent. Yeah, you have to brush them but it's like having to vacume up fur from other dogs... and they have bad skin. Two biggest issues. Oh, they like to lick a lot too. I wish I had my own place so I could have another poodle... although I bet those are ridiculously expensive 'cause they're purebred in a pet store. I still want to work at that store so bad.
I put in an application to Petsmart online and it was one of the most anal things I have ever experienced, but I apparently passed. I put it in at 12am and I got a call back at 10am...I didn't answer, just got the message, but I'll call back soon. The problem is they seem just as/more anal than the Rave... at least from the application. It says you can only have one piercing in each ear... I assume that means I can't have more than one earring in each ear... 'cause I don't think I'll agree to take my helix piercing out for them. It's almost impossible to see, anyways... unless I'm showing you or my hair is less crazy than usual...I usually have strands of hair covering it up.
Now, to turn in the other applications.
Right now it's a beautiful morning out--the kind where I wish I was out there, but am inside so that I can talk to my boyfriend instead.... It's also one of those mornings I wish he was here so I could enjoy it with him, weather or not he really enjoys it since he's not as outdoorsy as me. I've gotten so sentimental in my old age. I have told him he has to move here by June, or else we're over... I'm kinda nervous, hopefully he'll pull through.
I've gotten so old, I want to shop for furniture and have my own place. I saw a table and chairs set I loved for $129 at Salvation Army and I wanted it so bad, but I have nowhere to put it 'til I have my own place. If I got one soon enough, my mom would let me take the old table and chairs that we had...but she's gotta find a place to put them, otherwise and that's not likely to happen. My friend asked her boyfriend if he'd go furniture shopping with her, he said no, we started making jokes about how her biological clock was ticking and she needed to shop for furniture, she was running out of time. It was funny to me, but it probably isn't so much to everyone else.
Yesterday was the 21st anniversary of my dad's death. I got my friend to go to Elmwood Cemetary with me and we hunted down my grandfather on my mom's side's grave.... we never could find it, and we were looking exactly where the main office said it would be, with some map that gave plot numbers and no names...but we scoured the area for 2 hours... and it's a small area. The thing is, I remember being unhappy with where he was buried, too... and I remember that spot. He's right by the maintenence area, and there's a god damn train that goes right by a fence right next to the spot. A FUCKING TRAIN. I know he's dead and all, but when I think of "Rest in peace" I don't think of trains. Then we went to my dad's family's plot--which I've been to so much in the past 20 years that I know how to get there, I always can kinda drive randomly and find it. I can never remember the block, but if I drive past it from a way I'm not used to coming I can always find the dogwood tree right beside it. Then we wandered around a bit, I showed her some of the cooler, older graves, and then we went to job hunt. I later discovered I had managed to get sunburned on one arm. I am so pathetically white. It's my left arm, so it was also the one I had out the window while driving.
We wound up getting a few applications, I'm sad 'cause I want a job where I can dye my hair blue and have multiple piercings... and since I have no clue where to find a job like that, at least that I can actually do, I'm kinda lost. I also want a job that's beneficial to me, moreso than my current job... free movies is great, I'll likely keep the job until April 21st, anyways, unless they fire me... that way I can get my three year pin. I'd really love a nice 9-5 job, though... so I always knew how much money I'd have so I could budget better. I do think I'm just gonna have two jobs for awhile to help me save up. We went to the petstore, they had TWO apricot poodle puppies... and they're minatures but they're gonna be big for a minuature (I guess they're mixed between minature and standard) and I've always wanted a standered (the big-ass poodles) and I love minatures.... I held one and it was so nice, he shook the entire time but when he went back in the cage he started crying. I talked to the girl, she said hardly anyone ever asks to hold the poodles, and they've been there the longest... that makes me sad. Poodles really are the greatest breed, that's why they're one of the most common breeds to find mixed for those designer mutts. They're hypo-allergenic, great with kids, loving, intelligent. Yeah, you have to brush them but it's like having to vacume up fur from other dogs... and they have bad skin. Two biggest issues. Oh, they like to lick a lot too. I wish I had my own place so I could have another poodle... although I bet those are ridiculously expensive 'cause they're purebred in a pet store. I still want to work at that store so bad.
I put in an application to Petsmart online and it was one of the most anal things I have ever experienced, but I apparently passed. I put it in at 12am and I got a call back at 10am...I didn't answer, just got the message, but I'll call back soon. The problem is they seem just as/more anal than the Rave... at least from the application. It says you can only have one piercing in each ear... I assume that means I can't have more than one earring in each ear... 'cause I don't think I'll agree to take my helix piercing out for them. It's almost impossible to see, anyways... unless I'm showing you or my hair is less crazy than usual...I usually have strands of hair covering it up.
Now, to turn in the other applications.
I was at my friend's house the other day and she was telling me about all of the renovations and stuff she needed to do and it made me want me own place sooo bad.
I have the sunburned left arm too. Actually, mine has faded to tan now. It still looks super silly.
I really wish I was going into a profession that allowed visible piercings and tattoos. I hate having to limit my expression, ya know. It's so not fair.
I don't really like poodles. Speaking if them though, when we were in the Jack's in Gadsden, there was this lady with a poodle in there. I really don't like animals roaming around the restaurant I am eating at.
Working in a pet store would be cool.
Much luck on the job search!