Saturday, October 31, 2009

myra and halloween dance

SO... Friday. Ya, it was good for the most part. It didn't start out very well, from what I wrote in the last post. I missed my 1st class on friday because even with 3 alarms, I still woke up with 13 minutes to get ready and hightail it over to class. By the time I had gotten ready, I had 2 minutes til class started, and I don't like to receive the dirty looks from professors when you show up late. So, I went to my other class that day, where only about half the class showed up. I half paid attention, half copied stuff out of the book (Patterns of English is not an attention-gripping class, if you can't tell.)

Anyways, I get back from class, walk into the dorm, and Bella/Stella/Deb (she goes by numerous names around our dorm units) was curled up in the living room chair. I was pissed. I started to walk over to her, and spilt a mug of water that was in the middle of the floor. I picked the cat up, and put her outside. I went up to my room to drop stuff off and grab my purse for my Halloween Dance prep, when one of
the children came back from class. Sometime during when she got back and then left afew minutes later, the cat was back in. I know this because when I went to leave shortly after her, there not only was the mug of water in the middle of the floor, but cat food next to it. Also, The cat came strolling into the living room from the semi-dining room. I decided to leave her in there because if I had picked her up to put her outside, it wouldn't have been gentle mostlikely, and I'm an animal person, so I don't like to hurt animals in any way. So the cat stayed inside while I drove off with road rage.

Shopping went okay. Found a flannel shirt for my costume (ended up being a cowgirl/farm girl) and to buy some other "necessities," such as make up, munchies, alcohol, you know- the college usual, lol. While I was out, I filled my E in via text, and she called MyRA on them, because she's allergic to cat dander, and plus we had agreed at the beginning of the semester that the cat would be fed inside to keep from possibly getting fined by housing for animals (one that they've broken since then, the animal bedding all over the upstairs and bathroom is proof enough even without the squeaking attacks from the damn thing) and because of allergies. When I got back, MyRA still hadn't been by. Not sure if they ever did, because I left to help Em and some other friends with dance prep.
While with Em and the others searching for costumes, I had to run back to the school to buy my ticket. Being a broke college student, I paid in a semi-unusual manner-- in all dimes! Now, I can easily be distracted. Such is the case, because after buying my ticket, I was making my way back to my car when I realized something-- I didn't take my keys with me when I went to pay for my dance ticket. That's right, I locked my keys in the car, in the ignition still!* Thankfully AAA finally came, unlocked the car, and I was on my way to finish getting ready for the dance.

While with Em and C and I were getting ready, Em threw me for a little bit of a loop with a question. "Will you ask Chr** to slow dance with you tonight? He's really shy..." (she went onto explain why I should, but some of the reasons are kinda personal.) "Em, is this to make up for the bowling setup that didn't pan out?" "Yep it is Ally. So will you?" "I'll think about it, that's all I'll promise to do."

We finished getting ready, met the guys at their dorm (and can I say, Chr was looking
good in his ninja costume that he created. Very easy on the eyes. Nice butt too, lol (what can I say? I'm a butt- broad shoulders liking kind of girl, lol:) ) WE headed over to the dance. THe dance was pretty fun. I ended up not dancing with him, which I guess is okay, and not okay at the same time. Em's bf (and Chr's roommate) and Em herself were trying to get me to dance with him at the first slowdance, but I'm not that comfortable with that particular type of dancing. One, because the last time I slow danced was sophomore year in high school with the guy I was dating at the time (not douche bag). Two because I barely knew Chr, had barely talked to him, and it would just be awkward, you know? I stayed at the dance for pretty much the whole time, cutting out 10 minutes before it ended because my feet were killing me. Word of advice- Boots with any kind of heel that are not completely broken in yet-- NOT GOOD DANCING SHOES! Two of my toes are still feeling weird.

Finally got my glasses back from Em's place today. I had left them there while getting ready, and couldn't grab them yesterday, so this weekend I've been semi-squinting at my computer, the tv, and the book i was trying to read.

Just to touch on
the children, or at least the one that was here with about 3 (by my guess) guests this weekend. I dunno what time they got up on Staurday, but by the way they were doing the "drunk potty shuffle" (where when the alcohol starts to hit your bladder) they started well before noon. I woke up at noon, wasn't able to get into the bathroom til about 2, 3 hours later for enough time to take a shower! Them being drunk and loud, meant I couldn't get intoxicated on a large level because of the possibility of getting written up if I had to call MyRa on them (children are both underage.) Luckily they quieted down, but by then, I wasn't really in the mood to drink anymore :(

One quick other thing about that slowdance. I went to sit down during the first slow dance of the night (luckily for the others I was in getting a drink/resting my feet). By the end of the song, I was cracking my knuckles, resisting the urge to leave, because it trudged up things that made me angry at Douche Bag Ex. Since then, I've been having dreams about him an da couple of our mutual friends bringing him to the dance and him trying to get me back. In the dreams I turn him down every time, and dissolve the friendships with the guys he came with. If anyone who reads this is good at dream interpretation, could you leave a comment with some incite? In one of them I'm actually dancing with Chr when they show up, and I think I may know what that one is about. That one I'm guessing might be about me being afraid that the things that happened with DB will happen with Chr if I put myself out there with him, but I may be wrong. I'm confused by my guyfriends being in the dream supporting DB. Any help?




*Sadly, this is not the first time I've done this- it's the third. The first was at ST. Ann's when I dropped off my mom's work badge. Luckily my dad was able to swing by and unlock the car before I headed back to school. The second time was this summer the day after my little car accident (got rear-ended, no one was injured), when I accidentally left my keys in the car when I went into the mall to go job hunting. AAA took forever to get there, and it was not a cool day outside. It was sunny, and I was sweating, and my bottle of water was with my still-in-the-ignition keys- taunting me from inside the car.

**Chr is the guy that she was trying to set me up with on the bowling/bonfire group things that didn't pan out. He's recently cut his hair, which is a plus, because he was looking a little goofy/too young with the poofy bowl cut he was starting to sport.

Friday, October 30, 2009

I need a caffeine drip, and a sledge hammer...

Ok, their partying and my insomnia need to stop tag teaming! Last night, shortly after my last post, my roommate and I got ready for bed (around 3am. Within 15minutes of turning the light out, the children and their posse came in. They stayed relatively quiet-- til they came upstairs. I didn't get to sleep til after 4, only to be woken up around 5am by them again. I dunno how I got back to sleep, but did I mention I have class at 10am? A class that I should be in at this moment, but am not because even with my 3 alarms, i didn't wake up til 9:47. By the time I had done my bathroom routine and gotten dressed, class was starting in 2 minutes, and it takes at least 8 minutes to get to class from my dorm. So I missed the class again! Hense the need for a caffeine drip and a sledge hammer. I'm tired, and I'm irritated. This day is not starting off very well at all...

How Long?

How long am I allowed to be bitter/angry? I was with him this time* for almost 2 1/2 years. After the breakup, I find out that pretty much everything he told me was a lie. Plus he went back to the girl he was dating before me.** So how long am I allowed?

It's been almost 8 months, I'll give you that. However, I am making progress in getting over him. I've stopped the crying. Granted, there are random moments when I think about him. He rarely shows up in my dreams, and he's not playing the "love interest" in them since the break up.***

Have I dated since then? Sadly, no. I almost dated someone, but the setup fell through (was the roommate of a friend's boyfriend). Personally, I think I'm going about this the right way. I'm taking time to get him out of my system, to figure out what my "type" is, if I even have a type.

Do I have regrets? Absolutely. When it gets down to it, I regret the relationship knowing now that it was based on his lies, him playing on my trust issues. But I regret the "firsts" I had with him completely. In the moment, I didn't. But now? Absolutely.

I think the thing I'm most angry/bitter/whatever you wanna call it about is that I don't know how to not let the "relationship" I had with him affect how I am with the guys I'll date in the future. I mean, the guy my friend was going to set me up with, he was pretty much the same type, except he had good hair, and was actually making something of himself. I told myself after the breakup that I would take a year off dating. I know I shouldn't run to the next guy like he's oxygen. I want to date, yet I don't. I'm not in the right frame of mind enough to give the guy the right attention/interest he deserves. I hate him for messing me up this much. though I've made progress since march, I hate that I'm not completely over him, and question sometimes if I'll ever be over him, since I somehow still consider him my first love. Because it was genuine on my part. That I think is the most heartbreaking part of it all. My feelings were genuine, and at the time I thought his were too. Now I don't know if anything was the truth or genuine from him. How am I ever to put my trust, my heart in someone's hands again? Seriously, how?





*We dated on two separate occasions in high school- once freshman year, once at the end of sophomore year through a month into junior year. I broke up with him both those times, he broke up with me this time.

**The girl he's dating now/was dating before this time incidentally was in my girl scout troop.

***Now that I think about it, my subconscious was possibly telling me he was pulling away because he was starting to not play the "love interest" in my dreams as much towards the end.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Post-Birthday "glow"

Well, I'm back after my b-day weekend. Most plans that had been in place, such as going over to my grandmothers and possibly getting into an argument and going to a friends party (she lives in a semi-sketchy neighborhood) were scrapped. Instead, Friday went out to dinner with my mom, pregnant oldest sister and her family, and did a little shopping. I have a new pair of boots! I love them. They're more feminine, unlike my fake combat boots that I've gotten in years previous.

Found out when my other pregnant sister is due (J had to "threaten" in a text message was she going to tell her H's due date or was she going to have to go into H's friends' work and ask her for it-- she finally told her May 25 :) ). Yes I'm excited about both! I need to get a move on with my quilt and then I can get started on both of their baby quilts. I fould some pre-cut stuff at the Walmart near my school which is kinda cute. None of it is "Winnie the Pooh" themed like J wants (no clue what theme H is going for, she's non-conversational as always) but some of it is pretty nice looking. All will tell with time, specially if my email reply pissed off Grandma A or not.*


Edit:

I was watching Dave Salmoni on the Jay Leno show tonight. Can I just say... YUMMY~!!! He's one fine-looking canadian!I watched some of his documentary on Animal Planent
Into the Pride, and though I thought he was a little crazy for doing what he did, there is just something sexy about a guy that works with animals-- especially him, lol :)

It's been a week since my b-day, and not much has changed. Found outmy grandma A is still causing drama, and upping the level, with the chair drama (I'm gonna have to go back in my other posts to see if I've previously written about it, but who knows). Pretty much, she's being bitter, and has now added being spiteful because she wasn't invited to my eldest sister's wedding**. I can semi-see why she's upset over this, but there is a point to where she needs to accept the apology and explanation and MOVE ON!

Things have come to a "semi-understanding" with the children.. I put that in quotes because they haven't gone out for
Thirsty Thursday yet, so the "ceasefire" might only be temporary. Instead of when the t.p. runs out int he bathroom us 4 share, we're just gonna cart it back and forth (seeing as we went through 3 roles in 3 days because someone from their room kept letting it puddle on the floor, something had to be done). Speaking of M, can I just say this- if you're going to do extensions, make sure they look natural and not blatantly fake! By having them look fake, it makes you look cheap, and I doubt you wanna spend whatever amount of money you did on themfor them to look cheap. Now if only the children didn't occupy the bathroom practically 24/7...

This weekend should be interesting... My school's having the halloween dance tomorrow night. I'm not going-- not a big partier. I'll hang out with friends, but, since I don't know that many people, and most of the people I do know aren't going or are going to be home for the weekend, so there's not going to be that many people to dance with/hang out with there***.

Ok, I just gotta say something about this whole
Swine Flu "panic/fascination." If you've read/heard anything about it, it's just another variation for the flu virus that's been around forever! What make it different is the age range it's affecting most ("regular" flu hits more elderly, while swine flu is hitting the "younger generations"). What I'm trying to get at is, I'm sick of hearing about it every newscast. They're not presenting anything new, they're just spinning the same s$#% over and over again! By doing this, the media's just numbing people to the effect it can have on their lives, so stop spazzing on it. The media needs to stop attempting to stir up a panic in society! It's never a positive outcome! (sorry about the rant, but the news broadcast that I was watching had 2 back-to-back pieces on the swine flu, and it irritated me).

Well, if
The Children ever leave for their TT festivities, then I can finally get ready for bed. When I leave for class tomorrow, I'm so chucking the tennis ball someone's bouncing to the cieling downstairs out the door, if E hasn't chucked it outside before then... I'll try and update more regularly. Laters :/



*She had called me Tuesday last week asking what i wanted for my birthday so she could mail it to me before my bday that friday, something that would've been impossible. I had already told her the last time I was home a Walmart gift card- apparently she didn't remember. I didn't call her back because of the drama I heard she's stirring up from J on Wednesday. She sent what i like to call a "guilt trip email" on Saturday, so I replied kindof curtly on Sunday night, so only time will tell when she answers it.

**J and Ph (her new husband) put together their wedding in 4 DAYS. The only people that were there besides the bride, groom and pastor was the parents of them, siblings, spouses/children of siblings and her friend 'Chelle, who was her maid of honor. She got her dress from DB's for $99! Can we say deal? I think we can. They wanted to invite other relatives, but then it would've been a snowball situation, and they just wanted an intimate ceremony, and it was.

***If you haven't noticed, I'm not that much of an outgoing person when I'm not familiar with the majority of the people in the environment/situation.

Friday, October 23, 2009

Happy Birthday to Me!

I officially turn 22 at 2:42am friday morning. So happy birthday to me. Quick happy fact-- I share a birthday with Ryan Reynolds! Yay! He's 11 years to the day older than me *sigh* Can I just say, the scene in The Proposal, where he strips down for a shower and then he accidentally runs into Sandra Bullock's character in her skivvies-- Me and my friend B definitely drooled a lil bit in the theater!

Well, I'll write later to tell you how the birthday/birthday weekend went! Laters :)

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Freehand Embroidery

Ya, so, this morning was a rude awakening from The Children. El and I went to bed around 3am, and I had a craptastic night of what I like to call "blink sleep" (where it feels like you've only blinked and you've actually been asleep for an hour). When we went to bed, they weren't back yet. Fast forward to when theycame back from their little excursion... at 8AM, waking both myself and El up by shouting and slamming stuff around in the house. El got outta bed and quietly asked them to keep it down since we were still trying to sleep (I had an hour before needing to get up, El had 3). "Stum" and "Taz" (nicknames I'm giving them on here) agreed to keep it down, tho Taz a few minutes later slammed their bedroom door. I wasn't able to get back to sleep, resulting in me being on edge for most of the day.

Onto something of a lighter topic. I have a quilt that I have been working on. It's a quilting set (not my idea, I wanted to get two or three different colored fabrics, cut them into decent-sized squares and sew them together, Granny had other ideas :/ ) that I have most of the basic sewing done by hand. I'm not using a sewing machine, which sometimes make the sewing tedious, but worth it in the end. Right now, I'm starting the embroidery details on the some of the blocks. I'm kinda straying from the original design laid out int the directions with the quilt embroidery wise, because cutting out and sewing fabric flowers onto another piece of fabric is too annoying and time-consuming for me. So instead, I'm free handing some embroidery details on it. As of right now, I'm thinking different colored flowers, but I may add other little details if I feel like it later on before I start piecing the whole thing together and buying/sewing the backing and padding/inside fluff. If i can ever figure out how to upload pictures on here, I might post some pictures of the final result, though that will be MUCH later on down the road. I still have yet to get the baby quilts I want to sew for my two sisters* that are both pregnant (one's due in late march/early april, the other one- i dunno when she's due, no one seems to) but I have yet to buy the material. I found at Wally World (as so many people call it) that they have little pre-cut baby quilt kits available. I'm hoping atleast one of them is a Hundred Acre Woods-themed kit (oldest sister has decided on that theme).

Well, gotta get back to embroidering. Laters.



*Youngest of three-- has perks and drawbacks.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Ever get to this point?

For some reason, my roommate is starting to get on my nerves, I think it has to do with evil week coming up, maybe it's lack of sleep practically every night (it's been turning the lights off around 3AM for the past couple nights. I dunno. But there's little things today that have been irking me.

Who knows. Maybe I'll be back to "normal" tomorrow. only time will tell.

Hair dryers be damned!

I'm sitting here in my room, listening to the demonic sounds of the hair dryer going in the bathroom, and I'm wondering, Why the hell o you have to dry your hair in the bathroom, when your roommates not even in your f%^&ing room?

Let me backtrack for a second. I'm a college student, and share a dorm apartment with 3 other girls. I get along with the girl I room with El, but the other two I'm having "difficulties" with. I mean, one of them I share a similar class schedule with, so we're usually needing to get in the bathroom around the same time. Which i s no big deal. EXCEPT for the fact that in the morning, whether its a day we both have 10am classes or noon classes, she'll go into the bathroom to take a shower a little over an hour before class, and is still in the bathroom when there's around 5 minutes to get to class. And the even more aggravating fact in this is that the majority of that time, she's doing her hair! Maybe 15 minutes of that over an hour time span is spent with the shower running. I've had several times this semester where I haven't been able to get into the bathroom before class, and luckily had my toothbrush and toothpaste in my room, otherwise I would've had to pile on the altoids for class!

These girls (or as El and I enjoy calling them,
The Children, because even though they're 19, almost 20, they act like they're 5 most days) trash the house, let their dishes pile up until both sinks are filled, and still let them sit there. Plus, one of the rules of dorms is that we're not really allowed to have animals. We're allowed to have fish/aquatic-based animals, as long as the max sized tank we have is a 10gallon and we get the okay from the RA first. This is not the case for the animal they have. They have a black( maybe dark brown, it was semi dark in their room when I saw it from the doorway) and white guinea pig named Hennely. Now, I'm not against having animals int he dorms, in fact, my freshmen year here, we did have them. HOWEVER, there was a difference in the situation. Namely, the WHOLE HOUSE AGREED on having the animals! In the case with my current roommates, they didn't run the idea by us. We've turned them into the RA after we found out they had an animal. Call us snitches, but I don't give a damn. I'm not gonna get fined $25/$50 dollars per animal, per day for something I had no part of.

They aggravate me so much. One of them still owes me money/a box of tampons, (whichever one she gets around to giving me) because she "mistook my box as the box she had bought." THEY WEREN'T EVEN THE SAME TYPE!! It's been over a week since she said she would buy me a box the next day, and I'm still waiting. It's getting ridiculous. You can afford to buy pizza, a guinea pig and its accessories, but you can't afford something that costs around $5? Ridiculous!


Ugh, I hate to get worked up, I get too much into bitch mode when I do, and it's hard to slide out of it/not direct it at everyone.

Onto a different topic. I have another question for you all (the few/if any readers I have). Is it too picky for a girl to have a list of some sort, a compilation of some kind of what she's looking for in a guy? I mean, the guy doesn't necessarily have every single trait, but just to have the most important ones? I've been single after getting out of a 2+ year relationship, and though he was back into another relationship with his ex before two months had gone by, I'm still semi-looking for the next guy to come around. When I say "semi-looking," I mean I'm kindof on a dating hiatus for the time being. I'm not some serial dater that goes from relationship to relationship in 2.5 seconds, but it's not like I'm looking for the guy that I want to spend the rest of my life with at my age. I'm only (almost) 22 and still in college for heavens sake! If the next guy I date turns out to be in it for the long haul, then yippie skippie. But I'm not going to go out there looking for the one.

Well, I have something else I want to write about, but it can wait for another entry. Laters!

Slight change in plans

Ok, when it comes to the blog, I've decided to change things up a bit. When it comes to what I'll write about, fiction/nonfiction, it'll depend on my mood and what's going on. If I'm feeling creative that day, I might post a fiction blog. If I'm not, and feel like venting, I'll write about what's going on in my life.

Let me ask you guys.. What would you like to see written about in this blog?