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Dec. 6th, 2008


Apparently you can lose a job that you're applying for by just being "too formal," regardless of how overqualified you are. How the hell am I supposed to know how to act formal when no one's taught it? Is there a class? A seminar? What IS formal anyways? As far as I know it's wearing fancy overpriced clothes and pretending you aren't dressing up. If that's the only reason not to hire me then who the hell DID they hire? Some stuck up bastard who doesn't know how to use any programs? Life's not fair and I already knew that but damn, did I not know the extent of its unfairness.

Aug. 12th, 2008

Writer's Block: Happy Halloween!

Boo! How did you celebrate Halloween?
I was in class... xD

Nov. 19th, 2007

Writer's Block: Giving Thanks

What are 10 things you are thankful for?
 1. my wonderful boyfriend
 2. my best friends, in this world and the next
 3. being alive
 4. my future
 5. two parents that both care about me however strange they are at showing it
 6. my job
 7. my ability to see
 8. my ability to walk
 9. my ability to hear
10. music and art

Nov. 18th, 2007

Writer's Block: Happy Halloween!

Boo! How did you celebrate Halloween?
In a classroom until 10:15 PM. 

Writer's Block: Pickup Artist

What's the worst pickup line you've ever heard?
I like your pants.

Writer's Block: I Rock The Microphone

What song makes you rock the karaoke mic?
Carrie Underwood - Before He Cheats

A Tribute, to Lady Adams

I have recently lost my best friend. She was really close to me. We would have the greatest times at her house or mine drinking soy milk and eating avocados with salt and vinegar on them. I got her interested in anime and DDR. We both loved Doctor Who. She was always thinking that she wasn't pretty enough or something but I thought she was beautiful and am so proud of her. To be honest, I loved her. Not like someone would love a boyfriend but, I truly loved her from the bottom of my heart. We would always hang out, cheer each other up, work on Japanese projects together, and even hung out right after graduation. Her cousin dominated the party because she was filthy rich, so I took some of the chocolates and wrote her name over her cousin's, saying "This is YOUR chocolate."
She really meant a lot to me. I'm still not over it yet. I can't believe how it happened, I mean, I never saw it coming. It was so sudden. I wish I could have been there for her more often but I also know that I was there for her more than all of my other friends so that comforts me. I would always go out of my way to make sure she was happy because she was a bit more picky than the rest :P. She kind of had a short temper, and didn't always fit in, but I thought that was awesome about her. That she was her own person, not caring about what anyone else thought of her. She was proud, strong, and unique. At least I would never have to worry about her being stepped on or used. She would have NONE of that. And I admired that quality.
There's going to be an open casket on Monday and Tuesday of this week. I'm not going. I would cry. I don't want to have that image in my head, of her still and motionless. Not smiling, not making a dry joke about something, not teasing Tallie. It wouldn't be right. I want to remember her exactly how she was the last time I saw her. I don't really remember when that was because I never thought that I'd need to keep track, but I know that I will always remember her. I will remember her loud joyous laugh. I will remember how much she had changed from freshman year to senior year, that was pretty much the amount of time that I had known her. I will always remember how we all would play random games and make inside jokes. I will always remember how beautiful she looked in her senior picture. She was an artist, for sure. She made me a jewelery box once. It was deep blue, aqua, and black. I loved it so much. I have it, but since I moved in with my Dad I haven't been able to find it.
The last time she was in towne, she left me a birthday present, but I didn't get it until after it was too late to thank her. Honestly, I think she knew I would love it. I'm just glad that on every single one of her birthdays I went all out giving her a present. I have no regrets. I think I was a great friend, and she told me so herself. She admired her parents, too. Not just her friends. That's something rare. Although I'm not quite sure that she ever knew what her Dad's job was, she knew he worked hard to give her the things he thought she deserved. She also thought her Mom was awesome, and had great taste.
I'm so glad we all went to Prom. I didn't do any dancing, but she danced around like a fool. Such a happy fool. I remember us all swimming in the pool on my Mom's farm. We were all so comfortable and carefree. Senior year was the happiest year of her life. I'm glad I got to be a part of it. She told me that the first party she had been to was mine freshman year. I felt really honoured, because I got to be that much more special to her. She was and will always be a valuable member of T.G.I.F., no matter how many years or decades go by. We will always remember her talent. Her personality. Her smile. She rubbed off on all of us. We've all changed one way or another because she touched our lives.
I got this one photo of her when we were playing makeshift baseball in the field with sticks and some ball wee found. She hated it, said she looked weird. But it was the most expressive photograph I have ever seen of anyone. She looked happy, determined, and confident all at the same time. And she was striking this pose, oh my God it was hilarious. That's the part she didn't like. I think she was trying to hit the ball or something. But that photo is awesome. Sure, I'm an artist, so I'll like some weird stuff no one else likes because I'm a bit more crazy than the rest of the world, but this was a great photo.

Writer's Block: In My Next Life I'll Be...

If reincarnation were inevitable, what would you come back as in your next life?
A penguin, so i wouldn't hate the cold anymore...