Y'know, I'm always lurking on here, so I guess I should post once in a while. Let's see here...

Well, Will and I spent three months living with a pregnant girl and her mostly-gay husband, and one month living with the same couple, plus a newborn baby. Pluuuus her Louisiana mother. That apartment had never felt smaller, holy crap.

When that baby would cry, they'd either ignore it, or bounce it around for a bit, then just shove a pacifier in its mouth and hold it there, hoping for it to stop. Awesome, awesome.

They never cleaned that stupid litter box, either, and I'm pretty sure those cats spent a lot of days with no food. Poor, messed up kitties.

And we sure enjoyed the little notes Lexi left on the fridge for us almost daily: "After you cook, dump the grease outside, please," or "Only turn the thermostat up long enough to heat the room, then turn it off. Otherwise, it'll keep heating continuously and won't turn off." Not true, we tested it... That doesn't make any sense, anyway.

But now we've got our own place! It's an apartment downtown, and it's got a lot of space for a one-bedroom (now we just need stuff to put in it :D). It's got some flaws -- some chipping paint, some extremely creaky doors and cabinets -- but nothing too terrible. I can't wait to get it all decorated. :)

Since we live within walking distance of the ferry terminal now, I'm planning on looking for a better job in Seattle after the holiday season is over. Hopefully it works out.

Well then! I think that's pretty much it for now.

I finally got a job. My orientation at TJ Maxx is on Monday. I'm so, so excited about being able to make some money and help my parents out. Plus, I'll feel a little be less like a loser if I'm out there being useful.

This means less free time, but I've got too much of it on my hands right now, anyway.

Things with my friends have been... up and down, but I've really learned that being upfront and honest saves us all a lot of trouble. Look, I'm maturing!

On a separate note, I've gotta borrow some money from Dan this weekend so I can buy some clothes to wear to work. I can't wear jeans and, well, I don't have a whole lot else at the moment.

I'm gonna get a kitten when I can afford it! Believe you me! I won't kill it! It will be happy with me! I swear!

I stayed with my sister in Ypsi for a couple weeks and now I'm back. I had a blast with her and everyone else, and seeing all of the places I've missed for so long was almost tear-jerking. There were a few people I didn't get to see, but would have liked to, though. I sort of wish I'd made the stay longer. Two weeks went by pretty quickly.

( Reflections )

I still need to get my license. Still. But I'm waiting on scheduling a road test (apparently there can be, like, a three week wait?) because I'm not sure of the exact dates that I'll be in Albuquerque yet.

I should be more proactive about things.

It's 12, I just woke up, and it's already hot. Now I remember why I like Washington summers better than Michigan summers. Here, this kind of heat is actually sort of abnormal.

( Hambone... )

I bought a car. I spent more money on it than I would have liked, but I got a super sweet deal compared to the original asking price. It's a Hyundai Elantra, and it's gray with a pinstripe down the side of it. I wash it obsessively. It's been smelling like lipstick for some reason, so I got some of those little smelly pine trees -- strawberry flavored -- and now it just smells like strawberry-scented lipstick.

I splurged and bought five CDs from Amazon because, dammit, I haven't gotten any new CDs in forever. Unfortunately, I'm really cheap and I chose the Super Saver's Shipping or whatever, which apparently means that shipping is free, but they're required to let my stuff sit around for a couple of weeks before even sending it out. That's... that's precious.

The weather is so nice. Yesterday it was sunny and in the seventies. SUNNY. Living on the Olympic Peninsula, you learn to worship the sun whenever it decides to show itself. I went outside yesterday and listened to some music while baking for an hour or so. My skin's a little pink, but that Vitamin D sure makes you happy. :D
Weather should be keeping up like that all weekend. Yeee.

I have my permit now and my dad's teaching me to drive. I hit the curb in a parking lot and knocked a hubcap off. Yeah, I suck at driving right now.

I kicked around the idea of putting off the Michigan trip until next summer when I can have more money saved up. But, you know, I'll never really be able to afford it. I should just spend the money and go. It'll be good. Although, I'm not looking forward to July in Michigan. It's gonna be hot. ;_;

I miss Cassie and Xandi. :[

I really want to go to Cedar Point. Next time I'm anywhere near it, I'm goin' to Cedar Point.

I still need a job.

I think it's about time I did something exciting. Don't you?

So, there. An incredibly half-assed update.

I just read Wuthering Heights, finally. And wow. What an amazing book. Really. Really.

Also, uh...Things are fine. Not much to update on. Hope everyone's doing well.

I'm waiting for a download to finish, so I figured I'd make an entry while I wait and update...whoever...still...looks at this. Can't imagine any more than, oh, let's say, three people do.

So anyway. My extremely long summer is officially over today, and I'm definitely ready for some school work to be thrown at me. I mean, sure, sitting around playing video games all the time is great, but I start to feel kind of pathetic after a while. I might do something social once every...two? Three weeks? Mainly because I'm lazy and I'd rather not go through the trouble of having to keep up a conversation and all that.

I have to take a week-long orientation course for Insight, and it'll count as a semester credit. Sweet, right? I'm supposed to start it today, but their instructions for today were a little unclear, so I emailed some lady about it. Hopefully I'll get an answer back pretty soon here. I'd hate to fall behind this early on, though that would be like me, wouldn't it?

Lindsay's coming back from college to visit this weekend. I'm guessing we'll either go see a movie or just hang out at Shari's like true losers.

Hm. I still need a job. Finding one is so hard, though. D: It's discouraging!

I can't believe how bored I am.

It's unreal!

Hmmmmmm....

Xandi is flying into Seattle "to look at that art school", which means I get FIVE DAYS (or so) with the coolest person on the face of the planet, starting on July 11th (or 10th...can't remember exactly)! Two months! How cool is that?

In other news, I applied at a few places in the mall last weekend and apparently I've gotta call them back (ugh. phones.) today, because it's...what you do?
Yeah. I really need a job.

Man, I feel like a royal loser lately. I keep waiting for someone to stop by and drop off some ridiculous hat for me to wear that lets everyone know what a social retard I, evidentially, have become.

Like maybe one of those Wisconsin cheese hats. Or a shark hat. Or...something.

Oh, oh! So I successfully snagged one of the last spots they have open for enrollment for the 07-08 school year at Insight School of Washington. Click here if you're wondering what the hell that is, and if you actually care enough to find out.

P.S. I was thinking this might work:



I kind of like that better than the cheese hat idea.

If you ever fall off the Sears Tower, just go real limp, because maybe you’ll look like a dummy and people will try to catch you because, hey, free dummy.

I’d rather be rich than stupid.

I bet the main reason the police keep people away from a plane crash is they don’t want anybody walking in and lying down in the crash stuff, then, when somebody comes up, act like they just woke up and go, “What was THAT?!”

To me, boxing is like a ballet, except there’s no music, no choreography, and the dancers hit each other.

If you go flying back through time, and you see somebody else flying forward into the future, it’s probably best to avoid eye contact.

Why do people in ship mutinies always ask for “better treatment”? I’d ask for a pinball machine, because with all that rocking back and forth you’d probably be able to get a lot of free games.

Dad always thought laughter was the best medicine, which I guess is why several of us died of tuberculosis.

Probably the earliest flyswatters were nothing more than some sort of striking surface attached to the end of a long stick.

Too bad you can't buy a voodoo globe so that you could make the earth spin real fast and freak everybody out.

I don't think I'm alone when I say I'd like to see more and more planets fall under the ruthless domination of our solar system.

Maybe in order to understand mankind, we have to look at the word itself: “Mankind”. Basically, it's made up of two separate words—“mank” and “ind”. What do these words mean? It's a mystery, and that's why so is mankind.

Ambition is like a frog sitting on a Venus' flytrap. The flytrap can bite and bite, but it won't bother the frog because it only has little tiny plant teeth. But some other stuff could happen and it could be like ambition.

We tend to scoff at the beliefs of the ancients. But we can't scoff at them personally, to their faces, and this is what annoys me.

If trees could scream, would we be so cavalier about cutting them down? We might, if they screamed all the time, for no good reason.

If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is “God is crying.” And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is “Probably because of something you did.”

Contrary to what most people say, the most dangerous animal in the world is not the lion or the tiger or even the elephant. It's a shark riding on an elephant's back, just trampling and eating everything they see.

If you saw two guys named Hambone and Flippy, which one would you think liked dolphins the most? I'd say Flippy, wouldn't you? You'd be wrong, though. It's Hambone.

Whenever I see an old lady slip and fall on a wet sidewalk, my first instinct is to laugh. But then I think, what if I was an ant, and she fell on me? Then it wouldn't seem quite so funny.

When I was a kid my favorite relative was Uncle Caveman. After school we'd all go play in his cave, and every once in a while he would eat one of us. It wasn't until later that I found out that Uncle Caveman was a bear.

Children need encouragement. If a kid gets an answer right, tell him it was a lucky guess. That way he develops a good, lucky feeling.

When you die, if you get a choice between going to regular heaven or pie heaven, choose pie heaven. It might be a trick, but if it's not, mmmmmmm, boy.

Whether they find a life there or not, I think Jupiter should be called an enemy planet.

I hope if dogs ever take over the world, and they chose a king, they don’t just go by size, because I bet there are some chihuahuas with some good ideas.

So, Bremerton has succeeded in forcing me into not having a life. Because - let's face it - there's just nothing worth doing and nowhere worth going in this stupid town.

I realize I haven't written in this in a pretty long time mainly because, well, there hasn't been much to write about. xD Trust me, you're not missing much.

Alright, so...I'm still alive. I guess that's the main gist of this entry.

'What will your obituary say?' at QuizGalaxy.com

That's right, Paris. You'd better fucking miss me.

I haven't actually updated in a while. Guess I should...maybe. Don't blame me if I get bored and cut off in the middle of it.

My hands are always cold and clammy lately.

I missed a week of school because I got a virus that laid me out for all that time. My grades took a hit, I'm sure. I don't exactly care anymore, though. Is that bad?

I told Mom and Dad that it was only a matter of time before my grades went back to what they were my freshman year. They said that wasn't true, because this new school is better for me. But they were wrong.

I dropped Chemistry. Set my credits back, but if I stayed in that class I'd just fail it anyway, not to mention be stressed out all the time.

As far as I know I don't have any classes with any of my friends this coming semester (starts next week).

School is really getting to me lately. Especially since I'm a lower-class person going to a middle to upper class school. And it's just that place. I feel like it's slowly draining me of every good feeling I've ever had. If that makes sense.

I don't know if I can take two more years of this.

I'm still alive. In a sense.

That is all.

I WIN TEH LOTTERY!!!!1

So I was slightly freaking out about tomorrow. A test in chemistry that I could never possibly be ready for, and swimming in gym. Ouch. I can't swim. I won't get in that pool. But my mom just happened to make a doctor's appointment for me tomorrow morning, which gets me out of Chemistry AND Gym! The downside is that I really, really don't like doctors. Oh well. I'll survive.

She made the appointment because of my constant fatigue and weight loss. Heh. It's pretty funny that, while a lot of girls my age struggle to keep their weight down, I desperately try to gain it. Ironic? Yeah. I'm sick of it, though. Hopefully that doctor can help. Though I highly doubt it. Damn genetics.

So uh. Life's...only okay lately. My social life is close to non-existent, my love life is pathetic, and my grades keep sliiiipping. How'd I know they'd slip this year? I must be magic.

Anyway, I'm done.

So, in case you haven't noticed yet, I'm never ever on AIM anymore because it's stupid and hates me. So if you want to talk to me, get on MSN, because that's all I use anymore.

Thanks.

I miss home...It just hit me. Last summer was my best one ever. I'm never going to have that again. I miss everything about home. It feels like my heart stayed behind when I left.

I wish I could go back and visit...