Ha, hahaha, ha.

I lost a follower.
Pity.

Anyway, today was my veg-out today. So nothing amazing to ramble about.
Nothing to talk about at all, really.
It's my vacation, so I'm allowed some time off, right?

In the spirit of my time off, I'll leave you with something to laugh at.
And tomorrow I'm actually leaving the house, so I'll have something to talk about!
Glory me, that's amazing!


Oh, and I'll let you know what I think about Transporter 3.
So far THAT RED-HEADED GIRL IS PISSING ME OFF.
Love you all, and hope your spring breaks are going better than mine!

I'll Be Honest Here

I have no idea what the hell to talk about.
Usually I've at least got something on my mind, but today there is absolutely nada.
I actually got around to working on a layout for someone.
I think some of the people I was working with just gave up on me.
I have about 3 layouts that aren't completely finished, and no one to account for them.

You know, that's really frustrating. You're working on something, expecting continual feedback, and then they just disappear.
I used to get my layouts done within the hour, I know. But that was before I started school.
School takes a lot out of me and makes it harder for me to get layouts done as quickly.

Plus some people get so picky that I just give up eventually.
This one woman made me change a full layout 17 times.
17.
Finally had someone else tell her to back off, and thank god for that.
I mean, I can understand wanting it perfect, but don't tell me to do something, have me do it, and then say oh nevermind do it this way.
Because I will murder you.
Without regrets.

Ever since Drew telling me I complain too much, I've tried to cut back on it.
If he does something that bothers me, I ask him nicely to stop and then leave it at that.
Yesterday, he kept leaving our conversation on MSN for 10 to 20 minutes at a time without saying BRB or anything.
It's infuriating when you're talking to someone and they stop talking for no reason for 20 minutes.
He did this 5 times. Each time I asked nicely for him to quit.
The 6th time I gave him hell for it, and said he better not say I'm complaining because I asked nicely 5 other times and got 5 "I promise I won't do it again"s.
The 7th time I just ignored it. Said you're a jackass and you're not going to change and just left it at that.
Seriously, people that do those things piss me off. I do it to one of my friends for the soul reason that when I say I want to be left alone, he doesn't want to leave me alone.
That's just as bad. "I'm not in the mood to talk right now." "Oh, okay." 10 minutes later. "So... I thought I'd try to get you to talk." "No." "Okay!" 10 minutes later. "So my day has been crappy." "Seriously." "Just thought if I vented you'd want to vent." "I'm going to kill you if you don't leave me alone."
Sometimes you don't want to talk to someone. It's how everyone is. Sometimes they want to talk and just let someone listen to them complain, other times they just want to sort out their problems alone.

I've still been keeping up with your blogs, go me.
Although weekend blogging is easy. You guys are busy having lives, so I only have like 10 blogs to comment.
Off to comment blogs now! Hopefully I hit 50 followers at some point. That would rock.

I'll leave you with my modified personal ad:
Soltera chica es busca un chico.
Me gusta bailar, cantar, y trabajar.
No me gusta matemáticas y deportes.
Mi Novio ideal es activo, amable, guapo y fiel
pero no homosexuales.
No hombres gordos.

Unmarried girl is looking for a boy.
I love to dance, sing, and work.
I do not like math and sports.
My ideal boyfriend is active, friendly, handsome and faithful
but not gay.
No fat men.

My friend made me put that last bit in.

Makes me laugh regardless.

Bear with me for a little...

I'm not ignoring you guys.
I'm actually working on three separate assignments that are due next week.
I would just put them off until close to when they were do, but then I'd spend my entire spring break FREAKING OUT because I haven't gotten them done yet.
So far I've finished my 7 page Sociology project, my 1 1/2 page History homework, and next is my 5 page History paper.
God save me, I should've done the other History paper when I had the chance.
But NO, I just wanted to spend my time relaxing because I had time to do the other one!
Oi, someone needs to pop me in the mouth and remind me that sometimes, putting things off is the worst possible choice.
And on top of that I have to write a "personal ad" for Spanish. I have to explain my likes and dislikes, and what I look for in a guy.
"Single and not gay".
Wonder how you say that in spanish?

"Es soltero y no homosexuales."
Well, that works for me.

No offense to gay guys. I love gay people. I just can't date them, so that's kind of not helpful to my cause, catch my drift?

Soltera chica en busca de chico.
Me gusta bailar, cantar, y trabajar.
No me gusta matemáticas y deportes.
Chico es soltero y no homosexuales.

Single girl looking for boy.
I love to dance, sing, and work.
I do not like math and sports.
Boy is unmarried and not homosexual.

Works for me.

Wow, what a piece of sh*t.

Drew is getting on my nerves.
I've had a horrible week, as you guys are aware.
And he just told me he wants a "break" from talking to me because all I do is "complain constantly. CONSTANTLY."
Well, if I do recall, a few days ago he was so upset and needed someone to talk to that I stayed up until 4:30 in the morning comforting him.
But when I need someone, suddenly he's not available.
Which is hilarious, because TWICE when I've needed him to be there for me, he was too busy on the phone with another girl who was probably crying about how she broke a nail.
How shitty a "best friend" do you have to be that you ditch someone that's had a bad week because they complain too much?

I'm so sick of it to be honest. He does it all the time. Yesterday I was having some problems and I needed him to talk to. He didn't talk to me, and then told me it's because all I do is bitch.
Um, thanks best friend. So I wasn't even bitching, I needed a friend, and he decided to say a big f*ck you and just leave me there upset.
So I tried calling him a minute ago, and he just hung up on me.
And then he answered the second time, and when I tried to talk he kept interrupting me. Then when I got frustrated, he hung up like I did something wrong.

I'm so sick of people like this. I really am. The people that think that because I have a bad week and need to vent, all I ever do is complain.
When in fact, they complain just as much as I do, but because they disguise it as just "being upset", I can't say anything about it.

I just started crying on the phone and he went "*sniff sniff sniff* alligator tears. I don't give a shit anymore."
Yeah, obviously he's not a good person if he's going to make fun of me when I'm crying.
I want to kill him, I really do. And he's acting like it's my fault. He tells me I need to "shape up". I tell him I'm not the only one. He laughs and says that no, I am the only one.
Really? Because I'm not the one making fun of people when they're crying and then just HANGING UP ON THEM AGAIN.
He says I have to "earn his trust back". What does that even MEAN? I didn't break any promises or lie to him. So I couldn't have lost "trust".

Since when have guys gotten to be such girls? I remember when a girl would sit here and do this sort of thing to a guy to get back at them. Now he's treating me like I'm dirt. Probably just to make himself feel better.
I hope he gets another girlfriend. And I hope he treats that girlfriend the same way he treats me, and I hope that she teaches him a lesson, since apparently my "alligator tears" don't do anything.

Or I hope that he gets hurt SO BAD by a girl that he completely changes his ways.
Or that he turns into a lump on the floor that doesn't want to get up for anything.
Which is what he turned me into after he dumped me. I just laid on the floor and cried and cried.
He's still trying to blame me for everything. "I'm in a bad mood now. Because of YOU."

I'm sitting here saying, you're right, I complain too much. But you need to work on your problems too. And he just goes "Yeah, whatever." or "Sorry."
How am I supposed to actually get ANYWHERE in a conversation like this?

I don't really care if he reads this post. I'm frustrated and he deserves it.
Anyway, off of Drew.

I have 45 followers now. No idea where those other 4 came from overnight.
But I appreciate it.
Even though I have so many followers, I still get a handful of comments. Frustrating!

Btw, usually these posts about Drew become irrelevant in the next few hours. So Drew, if you read this and we're not fighting, I'm sorry for needing to vent.

I watched "Just Like Heaven" last night. That movie was...
boring.
It was just like any other romantic comedy.
But I also watched "Death Race". That movie is cool. Mostly guys would like it, though. Or teenagers. I just like the race sequences. So gritty.
Plus Jason Statham is yumeriffic.
I'd Jason his Statham any day.

Drew is apparently in love with Repo! The Genetic Opera.
I think it looks stupid. He keeps insisting I watch it. I'll have to grit my teeth and bear it I suppose.
Maybe I'll be surprised and actually like it.
The power of photo-editing:Every spot of green mask is a pimple.
Oh the humanity.

Stressed

I've been so stressed out lately.
Today just made it worse, but I won't get into details about it.
I just know I need something to de-stress myself.
But everything that usually de-stresses me has just added to my stress.
I need advice on this.

Until I can de-stress, I'll need to just lay down and chill out.
So, any advice?

Tomorrow I'll try to do my daily-posts again. But I need your advice first.

I'll still be commenting everyone's blogs. :)

I hate my life.

I got a D on my spanish quiz.
Seriously? A D? After I spent at least 5 hours studying for it?
I was so disappointed in myself.

My uncle died yesterday of a heroin overdose.
My mom is upset, since she's the oldest and used to take care of all of her siblings.
She's more upset because she can't get to Tennessee for the funeral.

Kush said he didn't want to be my friend anymore because he doesn't like playing with me.
Then why did I spend so much time worrying about you you piece of shit?
I wouldn't have bothered if I'd known you'd turn into a complete pile of garbage once you got home.
I almost said to myself that I wish he'd get shot when he got deployed again.
But I even took it back in my head, because I'm not THAT mean.

And now my friend Haney is trying my patience by being an idiot.

Bear with me. This is a LONG convo. I'll cut out the unimportant parts.
The basis is us talking about Gardettos, and me saying they're better than chex mix.
He said he'd try Gardettos to taste the difference.
This followed.

Doll Face says:
i like the gardettos spices better
Heyknee says:
i'll have to try them sometime then and try to taste the difference
Doll Face says:
you don't have to "try" to taste the difference.
Doll Face says:
there is a clear difference.
Doll Face says:
the only similarity is that they're a snack mix.
Heyknee says:
so, if i dont "try" them, how am i going to tell the difference? because if i dont have to buy a bag to try the difference then i dont particularly want to
Doll Face says:
what? i didn't say don't try them.
Doll Face says:
I just said you don't have to try to tell the difference
Doll Face says:
not try them to tell the difference
Heyknee says:
yeah, thats what i'm saying
Doll Face says:
no, no. listen to the wording.
Heyknee says:
how do i tell the difference without trying them
Doll Face says:
LISTEN TO THE WORDING.
Heyknee says:
-_-
Doll Face says:
you don't have to TRY to tell the difference. because there is a clear difference. so the difference is obvious. thus it takes no effort to tell the difference.
Doll Face says:
YOU THINK I'm saying you don't have to TRY THEM to tell the difference. As in you don't need to eat them.
Heyknee says:
you're doing this to confuse me arent you
Doll Face says:
no, it is so damn plain. oh my god.
Doll Face says:
i'll break it down farther.
Heyknee says:
lol
Doll Face says:
you're thinking of me saying "you don't have to try them"
Doll Face says:
as in, you do not need to consume them.
Heyknee says:
... because that's what you said?
Doll Face says:
no, it's not. -_- f***** i'm going to punch you.
Heyknee says:
Okay... one question, just quick. What is the difference that you're talking about?
Doll Face says:
Okay. this is my last try.
Doll Face says:
"You don't have to try the gardettos" or "You don't have to try to taste the difference because the difference is clear and when you take the first bite the difference will be obvious"
Doll Face says:
Now, two different things right?
Heyknee says:
okay... sure, one's about taste and one's about crispy
Doll Face says:
ohmygod.
Heyknee says:
what, you said the difference is clear when you "take the first bite" but you're trying to point out a difference between "take the first bite" and "dont have to taste" the only thing I can determine from a bite before a taste is how hard or easy it is to bite into w/e it is i'm eating
Heyknee says:
and you're saying i'm wrong...
Doll Face says:
holy s*** haney.
Doll Face says:
ONE MORE TRY
Heyknee says:
lol
Heyknee says:
i thought the last try was one more try?
Doll Face says:
I was not telling y... shut up.
Doll Face says:
I was not telling you you didn't need to try the gardettos. I was telling you that it would take no effort to taste the difference between chex mix and gardettos because the difference is obvious. Thus you don't need to "try" to taste the difference.
Heyknee says:
as in i dont need to make a concious attempt to eat food? i usually never do
Doll Face says:
if i were with you right now, you would be dead and the cops would be at your door with me covered in your blood saying I didn't do it.

That last part was my favorite.
He did eventually figure out what I was saying.
Not before giving me an aneurysm of course.

Oh, and today in sociology we talked about drug use.
Worst possible timing for that curriculum EVER.

Plus Daniel ditched me for lunch today.
That pissed me off.
And I had to push Melora's car out of her spot because the battery died.
I had no tread on my shoes, cars are heavy, and I was standing in gravel.
That really sucked. I wanted to kill her.

All-in-all, crappy day. Crappy week. Probably a crappy month.
Crap.

Barely Alive

I'm so exhausted again. For like a week there I felt good, always had energy. Now I'm back in a slump where I'm debating whether I should take a nap or not.
I had to stay up and edit that video last night, which of course didn't help with my energy level.
And then I had to get up at 6 to get ready for school.
The good news is that I got a B+ on my math test. Woo. Who would've thought I'd be cheering on less that A's.
I almost showed my spanish teacher my video on accident. I told her what I did this weekend, then I mentioned for god knows whatever reason that I had the video on my iPod.
She wanted to put it up on the projector and show the whole class.
I said I didn't have my chord.
So Daniel goes "ISN'T IT UP ON YOUTUBE?"
"SHUT UP DANIEL."
I do NOT need my spanish class seeing my video. I'm embaressed enough in that class with my lack of spanish-speaking skills.
I was kind of frustrated with Shelby yesterday because she wouldn't dance. Kept saying she didn't know how. So I had very little video of her to use. That's why the majority of the video consists of me.
Of course everyone close to me that saw the video went "That's cool" and went on their merry way.
Thanks, thanks so much for the encouragement.
I hope you get some sort of STD and then come crying to me about it. Because I'll just say "That's cool."

The funniest thing happened today. Daniel was making fun of me for the whole youtube thing. But what he didn't know was that the girl sitting next to me had found an old dating profile of his and told me all about it. So I turned to him and I said, "Oh yeah, well how would you feel if I showed everyone your cupid profile!"
He was seriously shocked. He said he made that a long time ago as part of a dare, and that he forgot about it. Looks like it came back to haunt him, huh?
Makes me wonder if everything I do on the internet will come back to haunt me one of these days.
You never know, huh?

Oh, and I'm giving up on wordles. I don't have the drive or ambition to use it anymore. Maybe on occasion.
I know this post is a little stinted, but that's how it needs to be. I'm so tired, I need a nap!

But here's something to all of you new readers that I'm becoming aware of:
If you want me to follow you, ask in this post and I will. I don't do it voluntarily because I lose track of everyone. It's not to insult you, it's to keep from getting a cluttered pile of people that don't even read my blog!
As it is, I comment on 30-45 blogs a day, and yet get around 11 comments on each post.
That doesn't exactly add up. But whatever.Aw, look how popular I am. I got a text while taking my picture.