Right now, I am sitting here with toothpaste on my forehead marinating the pimple that has so rudely interrupted the fairly decent complexion I was rockin. It's not even one that can be hidden well. I mean it is SMACK-dab right in the middle of my fucking forehead. I will be wearing bangs every day till the eruption of Mount Vesuvius.
Ugh.
It is just so typical. My face would do that to me.
AND to add gasoline on the already epic fire, it is one of those under-the-skin pimple. The ones that just terrorize the spot with pain whenever you touch/rub/talk about it.
Until then, me and my third eye say farewell.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
FML
As of today, I sit in my lowly Kitchen writing this entry one best friend less as well as one sister unaccounted for. Yesterday, I said goodbye to my BFFL sister as she was leaving for Scotland for Teachers College and Tuesday night my partner in crime, Breanne, left for dirtyburg or if you call it by its proper name Pittsburgh.
I can give detailed descriptions of each event.
For Breanne, the time spent together consisted of us watching the first season of Friday Night Lights. After the final episode, Breanne, Jenna and I lay on her bed discussing numerous things, such as FNL, and of course the Jonas Brothers. I turned to the side to find Breanne crying in which caused me to begin crying and then Jenna, well all hell broke loose for her. It was like that episode of Friends when Monica and Rachel are crying. We all had the ugly Oprah cry face. It was unbelievably pathetic.... and I would do it all over again. For the time being, we laid on the bed and held hands while we cried.
As for my sister, It was a little more intense. My roommate of 19 years was leaving! The entire time up to the goodbye, I was doing fine. But when my sister said goodbye to my grandma, she started to cry. And once I saw Grandma Kay shed some tears, I was a goner. My parents watched her go through security as my grams and I stood off to the side holding hands crying. It must have been a sight to see because my gran wasn't wearing a shoe on one foot. She had this little blue booty that she had over her foot because she just had surgery on it. In the end, at the airport my grandma and I were the only ones that let go.
It was a whole different story when I got home. My dad was just in tears. I was getting changed in my room and all I see is him standing in the doorway of her room with a Kleenex and stifled breaths between sobs. It was sad and completely adorable. He hugged me for about five minutes. I told him that I had to go, as I was leaving for a friends house. On my way out my maja called to me to come to my sister's room. My dad goes "Aimee you'll have to go. I don't think I can go in her room for a few days". I just looked at my dad and thought, "you are such a cutie".
Man, I'm going to miss those Bastards. They were pretty much my life.
I can give detailed descriptions of each event.
For Breanne, the time spent together consisted of us watching the first season of Friday Night Lights. After the final episode, Breanne, Jenna and I lay on her bed discussing numerous things, such as FNL, and of course the Jonas Brothers. I turned to the side to find Breanne crying in which caused me to begin crying and then Jenna, well all hell broke loose for her. It was like that episode of Friends when Monica and Rachel are crying. We all had the ugly Oprah cry face. It was unbelievably pathetic.... and I would do it all over again. For the time being, we laid on the bed and held hands while we cried.
As for my sister, It was a little more intense. My roommate of 19 years was leaving! The entire time up to the goodbye, I was doing fine. But when my sister said goodbye to my grandma, she started to cry. And once I saw Grandma Kay shed some tears, I was a goner. My parents watched her go through security as my grams and I stood off to the side holding hands crying. It must have been a sight to see because my gran wasn't wearing a shoe on one foot. She had this little blue booty that she had over her foot because she just had surgery on it. In the end, at the airport my grandma and I were the only ones that let go.
It was a whole different story when I got home. My dad was just in tears. I was getting changed in my room and all I see is him standing in the doorway of her room with a Kleenex and stifled breaths between sobs. It was sad and completely adorable. He hugged me for about five minutes. I told him that I had to go, as I was leaving for a friends house. On my way out my maja called to me to come to my sister's room. My dad goes "Aimee you'll have to go. I don't think I can go in her room for a few days". I just looked at my dad and thought, "you are such a cutie".
Man, I'm going to miss those Bastards. They were pretty much my life.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
TWO DAYS!
Today marks just over 48 hours until I see the love of my inner 13 year old life, Kevin Jonas.
Yesterday, my two friends and I went to Wal-mart to purchase the new Jonas CD entitled 'A Little Bit Longer'. I've fallen in love, head over heels. We then proceeded to buy paint and bristol board to make signs.
We plan to have four. Mine for Kevin reads "Kevin, I find myself physically attracted to YOU". My friend Breanne has one sign made solely for Nick that says "Nick, when I think about you I thouch MYSELF".... brilliant. I am trying to convince my other friend Jenna to put "Joe shake ya' money maka'", but for some reason she is resisting it. I think it is utterly priceless. Our attempts at sign making have reached out of this world. Our last sign will be a happy birthday sign for Joe and a happy anniversary for Mama Jonas and Papa Creep. It is their 25th anniversary.... why do I know this?
On a less creepy note, I am finally the owner of a Nikon D60 Camera. My dad is a manipulating GENIUS! He managed to talk to guy into giving me the memory card as well as the printer for free, and the 80 dollar bag fro 34 big ones. He also made the guy knock down the price of the four year warranty to some ridiculously low number.
After this purchase, my mum then turned to me and said "Aimee, you'll get some nice shots of Kevin".
By Kevin she means Kevin Jonas.
Yesterday, my two friends and I went to Wal-mart to purchase the new Jonas CD entitled 'A Little Bit Longer'. I've fallen in love, head over heels. We then proceeded to buy paint and bristol board to make signs.
We plan to have four. Mine for Kevin reads "Kevin, I find myself physically attracted to YOU". My friend Breanne has one sign made solely for Nick that says "Nick, when I think about you I thouch MYSELF".... brilliant. I am trying to convince my other friend Jenna to put "Joe shake ya' money maka'", but for some reason she is resisting it. I think it is utterly priceless. Our attempts at sign making have reached out of this world. Our last sign will be a happy birthday sign for Joe and a happy anniversary for Mama Jonas and Papa Creep. It is their 25th anniversary.... why do I know this?
On a less creepy note, I am finally the owner of a Nikon D60 Camera. My dad is a manipulating GENIUS! He managed to talk to guy into giving me the memory card as well as the printer for free, and the 80 dollar bag fro 34 big ones. He also made the guy knock down the price of the four year warranty to some ridiculously low number.
After this purchase, my mum then turned to me and said "Aimee, you'll get some nice shots of Kevin".
By Kevin she means Kevin Jonas.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Hammer - Get down!
Yesterday, my friend Jenna and I went down to my place of employment to pick-up my check, THAT clearly shows how underpaid I am for the stressful job I have. Honestly, people go nuts over coffee.
Anyways, Jenna and I decided that we would sit outside and kill sometime whilst the line at the cash slowly disintegrated for her to order a strawberry smoothie. My co-worker came out and joined us on her break in which her and I discussed how unfortunately small our paychecks are. I agreed with her and we began talking about how next year we should go out west.
In the meantime, Jenna decided that it would be best for her to order to drink, and so she headed inside to place her order, while myself and my co-worker stayed at the picnic table.
No sooner had Jenna left to go inside, than did a woman come over to where I was sitting exclaiming "THAT FUCKING BITCH".
To my surprise, I thought she was talking about my friend. But she wasn't. It was at this time she came over to my picnic table and began talking to me about the bus driver who was "a fucking bitch" because she could not wait "15-fucking-minutes. What does she think we are ? Fucking robots? No one moves that fast". Somewhere in the midst of the swearing she managed to complement me on the headband I was wearing and how "it reminded her of the 70's".
Following her swearing rant, she takes a seat at the table and apologizes saying that she usually doesn't talk like this and she goes to church. She as a matter-of-factly said "I talk to God, and he talks back to me. He is talking to me right now saying 'Dawn, she should have waited for you! She should have waited for you!"
Right about now, I understood her. I had to hold back my laughter for fear of her attacking me with her words. She then began complementing me again on my headband. Asking to touch it and where I got it. And then how much it was. I told her it was a 6-pack for 10 dollars. She went NUTS! I thought she was going to blow. She could just NOT believe that a company would sell 6, instead of 1. I agreed with everything that she said - I didn't know if she had a shank.
Another girl from work came outside to have a smoke and sat at the table with me. The lady goes "ugh, oh. Could you smoke that the other way....I'm allergic." My co-worker looked like she was ready to one-punch her in the left breast. So she got up and told me to come with her.
I heard my friend come out. The lady stopped her to ask her about the menu. Jenna thought she was poor, or homeless. That was until she whipped out her cell phone from her backpack. Jenna came over to where we were sitting at the side of the building where we could hear Dawn yelling - no - screaming into her phone. That poor person on the other end....
William's brings in some c-l-a-s-s-y people.
Anyways, Jenna and I decided that we would sit outside and kill sometime whilst the line at the cash slowly disintegrated for her to order a strawberry smoothie. My co-worker came out and joined us on her break in which her and I discussed how unfortunately small our paychecks are. I agreed with her and we began talking about how next year we should go out west.
In the meantime, Jenna decided that it would be best for her to order to drink, and so she headed inside to place her order, while myself and my co-worker stayed at the picnic table.
No sooner had Jenna left to go inside, than did a woman come over to where I was sitting exclaiming "THAT FUCKING BITCH".
To my surprise, I thought she was talking about my friend. But she wasn't. It was at this time she came over to my picnic table and began talking to me about the bus driver who was "a fucking bitch" because she could not wait "15-fucking-minutes. What does she think we are ? Fucking robots? No one moves that fast". Somewhere in the midst of the swearing she managed to complement me on the headband I was wearing and how "it reminded her of the 70's".
Following her swearing rant, she takes a seat at the table and apologizes saying that she usually doesn't talk like this and she goes to church. She as a matter-of-factly said "I talk to God, and he talks back to me. He is talking to me right now saying 'Dawn, she should have waited for you! She should have waited for you!"
Right about now, I understood her. I had to hold back my laughter for fear of her attacking me with her words. She then began complementing me again on my headband. Asking to touch it and where I got it. And then how much it was. I told her it was a 6-pack for 10 dollars. She went NUTS! I thought she was going to blow. She could just NOT believe that a company would sell 6, instead of 1. I agreed with everything that she said - I didn't know if she had a shank.
Another girl from work came outside to have a smoke and sat at the table with me. The lady goes "ugh, oh. Could you smoke that the other way....I'm allergic." My co-worker looked like she was ready to one-punch her in the left breast. So she got up and told me to come with her.
I heard my friend come out. The lady stopped her to ask her about the menu. Jenna thought she was poor, or homeless. That was until she whipped out her cell phone from her backpack. Jenna came over to where we were sitting at the side of the building where we could hear Dawn yelling - no - screaming into her phone. That poor person on the other end....
William's brings in some c-l-a-s-s-y people.
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