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| Wednesday, December 31st, 2008 | | 12:31 am |
It's true, I'm pregnant!
While I know I have a habit of being a hermit sometimes, this time I'm sure I'm going to hear about it! So this is my long overdue general internet announcement: I am expecting a baby girl at the end of March. | | Wednesday, March 19th, 2008 | | 5:26 am |
Birthday Reflections
Today I become a quarter of a century old. It doesn't feel that different from yesterday, in fact in some ways it doesn't feel much different than 18. My car insurance will go down, I can rent a car without paying exorbinant fees, I am considered by the government to be an adult responsible for myself. Offically I am now considered by the world at large to be a grown up. Trippy feeling. Not a bad one though. As things stand, I have a pretty awesome life at the moment. Perhaps not the life everyone would choose, or even the life I would have expected, or desired, but still a pretty decent life. I am in school, taking steps to achieve my dream. I have an amazing job that fits me perfectly, and I love. I do not have a romantic relationship to cloud my thinking or judgement, however I do have intimate companionship, and very close friendships. Someone asked me when I was 15 where I thought I would be in 10 years. I remember answering "I'm not sure, but I hope I am published and have found someone wonderful to settle down with." I am published, even if it is only an article. My views on settling down in the near future have changed, but I think that's okay. I am a much different person today than I was back then, and I think I am the better for it. I have grown into a woman in those years. A sometimes confused, slightly erratic woman, but a woman nontheless :). Today the sparrows return to Capastrano, and today I reflect on my life, and all of the birthdays that have come before. The huge parties, pool parties, house parties, people vomiting off decks and leaving keg cups in the trees on my 21st birthday. Being busted after dark by a cop with my boyfriend at Whatcom Falls park on my 16th birthday. The rum cake Teri made me for my 19th birthday. Getting hammered and dancing along with a cute Scottish dancer in Canada for my 20th birthday. Many people and many experiences have come and gone through my life, and while many have faded or left my life, I cherish the memory of all. I have been blessed in this life. For some reason the most amazing people come into my life and seem to think that I'm a pretty cool girl. Some come and some go, but all have touched me and left their mark upon my heart. I would like to pay tribute to a few of these people who have brightend my life and become foundations of friendship. Marshall. Through thick and thin, hell and high water, sadness and joy, humor and pain, he has stood by my side. He has heard my deepest secrets and darkest fears, and loves me still. We have played and joked, loved and lost, and shared all between us. There is nothing that he does not know about me. This year will make a decade since the 9 hour phone call that cemented our friendship, and created the bond between us. David. My Superhero. The only man in my life I have met who can lift a car and lend a shoulder to cry on. He sees past my walls and defenses, and picks at the heart of the matter every time. He is the most honest man I know, and one of the most loving. He can always make me laugh, even at the peak of my anger or sorrow. He also knows the recesses of my heart. He's my special actor-man, and I would trust him with my life. Jeff. My male twin from across the states. Miles seperate us, months sometimes seperate us, yet still we retain the same friendship we have had for 14 years. He is amazing in an insult war, and though he tries hard to hide it, one of the most intelligent people I have ever met. He is quirky, silly and loveable. He has found himself an amazing wife that I cherish, and created the most adorable little monster I have ever seen. We have grown up together, shared our lives from afar. Few people understand me the way that Jeff does. Tia. Few women in my life ever become my close friends. From the moment I met Tia I knew that she was a unique individual that I had to know. We have partied together, cried together, bitched together, gossiped together, and laughed together. She has a brightness in her soul like none I have ever seen. She is strong and independant, yet retains a delicate soul. She can entrance an entire room with a story, her energy spills like sunlight into people, drawing them into her excitement. It is a special thing, to have a woman like her call me friend. Richard. He is my shy boy, my conniseur of music. Comparativly he has not been in my life for long, yet has earned just as special a place in my heart. Though he can be quiet, he can hold the most amazing conversations when he feels comfortable. He is a man of many talents though he is too modest about his accomplishments. Photographer, artist, musician, he is one of the most creative people I know. Stubborn and opinionated, emotional and reflective, he is a gem among men. From the first day I met him, I have felt comfortable with him, as if we had known eachother forever. He is my most newly aquired Boy, and I adore his wit and sheen of innocence. Just a few of the many amazing people in my life. To you all today, the day of my birth, I thank you. May you all be with me for many more birthdays, whether or not distance allows you to be with me physically. I love you all from the bottom of my heart, and the best gifts I have ever recieved have been the gifts of your support, love and freindship. I would not be who I am today without you. | | Monday, November 5th, 2007 | | 9:58 pm |
Relationship Update
So I realized that I haven't written anything about my new boyfriend in my blog. Seeing as I'm a hermit, and the only way people really get to know what I'm up to is in my blog nowadays, I should probably tell you all a bit about him :). I met Elliot singing karaoke with my parents in the end of September. He is funny, full of energy, and a total sweetheart. We decided to be 'exclusive' a couple weeks ago. He's absolutly adorable with his big brown eyes and dimples, totally tall dark and handsome :). His friends that I have met have welcomed me with open arms, and the freinds of mine that he has met all have thought he's a great guy. Things are going really well, and I am really happy. | | 9:42 pm |
Party Recap
All in all the party was quite a success. Plenty of people showed up, I think everyone had a blast, and that's what it's all about. I had no voice, which sucked, and everyone forgot to take pictures, which sucked, however the thing that sucked the most is that yet again this year, we had a theif in our midst. This year some of our decorations were stolen from us. A couple of fairys, my purple dragon, and my gargoyle box. It breaks my heart that we put so much time, effort, money and care into throwing this party every year, and someone has the audacity to steal from us. Those fairys were my mothers, and the dragon and the gargoyle box were gifts friends had given me. If anyone has any idea who stole from the fairy tent, please let my sister or I know. If this happens again, there will be no more Halloween Extravaganza's. I don't want that, do you?? Whoever's been doing this, stop abusing our generosity!! | | Friday, November 2nd, 2007 | | 11:19 am |
REMINDER! Halloween Extravaganza Tommrow!!
Tommrow night is Kara and I's gigantic Halloween Bash, and you should be there! If you don't know how to get to Adam's house, send Kara or I a message, and we'll get you directions. BYOB, we'll have some, but not enough for all of you lushes :) Bring ID if you're going to drink. Snacks are good too if you can bring them. Bring a designated driver, or a sleeping bag and pillow! It'll be awesome!!!!! | | Thursday, October 4th, 2007 | | 2:55 am |
Bitch of a day...but I’m mobile...
Today was exactly what my subject line says... a bitch of a day. I spent the night on the boat last night with mom and dad, and woke up to help dad replace the sewer lines. Fun, fun. Then we headed down to Seattle to pick up my new-to-me vehicle. When we got there, we discovered that a jeep had blocked me in. We also discovered that the headlights were not working, and it was getting dark, and the windshield wipers were falling apart, and it was raining. Hours later, after we were afraid it wouldn't run, and then it finally did, we had it out from behind the jeep, discovered that the headlight wires were not connected, and realized that the driving issues it was having were because of low transmission fluid, and crappy gas from sitting too long. We get on the freeway and drive to get windshield wipers, and find out that the tabs expired in 2001. Fabulous. We get the windshield wipers on, dad follows me until the alger exit. Somewhere along the line, I try to put my cigarette out in the ashtray, to discover that my dad's buddy (the previous owner), had left a wad of tissue paper in the ashtray. So now I'm driving on the freeway at night, in the rain, with a fire in my ashtray. I finally put it out with my soda. I made it home without any furthur incidents, and immediatly took off my shoes from hell I've been stuck in, ran a scalding hot bath, and soaked until the water got cold. Tommrow I get to clean out the truck... it's been sitting for months, and it's rather gross inside and out, but after that, and after dad puts on the new fender and bumper I have in the back, it will rock. It's an '83 Chevy Blazer 4X4 Tahoe. It's black, it runs, it has turn signals, and it's mine :). Now, I am going to bed, to pass out hard. | | Sunday, September 30th, 2007 | | 1:39 am |
Soul’s singing tonight...
Tonight I feel like my soul is singing to me, for the first time in a long time. I can hear it in the wind outside, roaring and whipping its way through the trees. I can hear it in the pulse of my heart. I feel something forming, the begining of a creation itching at the back of my brain. It hasn't showed me it's face yet, but I have a suspicion I'll be up late tonight with pen in hand. It has been a very good past few days, filled with family love and new possibilities. Some old, unspoken hurts are quietly being healed. I met a truly unique man, and had a wonderful day with him; sharing ourselves in a marathon conversation I'm not sure I've experienced before. I was informed that my lack of a vehicle is going to be remedied here in a day or two. I also discovered that our new neighbors, in particular the wife, are quite possibly the nastiest people I've met in my life. They might even top Grandma Juhlin for meanness. I suppose there is a balance to everything, eh? :) I feel something in my blood. I think it may be a poem, but I'm not quite sure yet. Sometimes these things come onto me like lighting, and others they ooze their way in, puddling up in the shadows before they break free. I am getting tired though, I may have to sketch out what I can grasp, and hope my muse shows itself tommrow. If I'm right, and something decent comes of it, I'll post it here when I'm finished. Maybe I should go find a pen. | | Wednesday, September 19th, 2007 | | 2:15 am |
"...and I thought, fuck Spongebob..."
The last few days have seemed like a surreal adventure. I won't go too far into detail, but suffice it to say that there has been a lot of unexpected drama that I have been drawn into unintentionally, and it has resulted in a severe lack of sleep, and me wearing the same clothes for two days. Sometimes I think my life has been abducted by daytime television. Scary thought. It sounds like Dad comes home on Monday. I had an unfortunate incident involving the truck side mirror, and the tree on the side of our driveway, so I am not too enthusiastic about his reaction to me when he gets here. I am currently busting ass to get the house together, and I believe that tommrow Melissa and I are going to attempt to tame the dragon known as the garage. If you don't hear from me again, assume that I have been devoured by a giant monster formed of power tools, and Christmas and Halloween decorations. I would like my tombstone to read, "Natashia Juhlin- March 19, 1983- September 19th, 2007. She waged war with a Dust Rag of Might, yet met her match in the Abyss of Doom. I have yet to understand how I can be so adept at organizing spaces and things for other people, but remain hopelessly inept when it comes to my own junk. I have been cleaning my bedroom, and for those of you who have experienced my bedroom, you understand that it is a beast to rival the Garage Monster. You can actually see the floor now, I even vaccumed. I still need to organize and find a place for everything though.... and probably throw away a lot of usless crap. Anyone in the market for useless crap? I've got plenty. Too bad we don't have a yard so I can have a garage sale. My final thought before I go to sleep is that I am glad I was raised to be a strong, independant woman who will not stand for abuse. I hope that someone in my life can find that stregnth inside of herself, and make the choice to take action to break the cycle of violence and mental abuse in her life. Taking that step is hard, a total life change, but it is not impossible. There are many people who love you, and will help you find your own solid ground. | | Sunday, August 19th, 2007 | | 5:28 am |
Wayward Sandman, and my toast to Bellingham
Here I am, for some reason still awake at almost five in the morning. While the thought of slumber is sweet, it seems far away and unattainable at the moment. As sometimes happens in the wee hours of the morning, when all is silent and I am alone in wakefulness, I find my mind wandering though memory. It is hard as individuals to gauge our own personal change as it happens. It’s only in looking back on the past, and comparing it to the present that we get a clear idea of our growth. I like to think that I have come a long way for the better. There was a time in my life where I couldn’t hold a conversation with a stranger. When my social life existed solely with fictional characters in books. There was a time when I was terrified to express myself as the person I was, convinced I would never be accepted. It seems strange today, to look back on that lost little girl. I have become such a different woman. I am human, and have my moments of doubt and depression, but for the most part I have become a strong, confidant woman. Looking back at the obstacles and ordeals that molded me as such a woman is sometimes like going to a movie about someone else’s life. Often, it just doesn’t seem real. Truth is stranger than fiction though, eh? Out of all of the things that have happened to me in my life, however, I think the best thing that’s happened to me was moving here to Bellingham. I have heard so many people who grew up here talk about how it’s such a boring town and they can’t wait to get out of it, and I just can’t understand. I found myself in Bellingham. Bellingham was the first place I’ve been in my life where I’ve felt accepted for who I am, without question. If I had spent the last decade or so in Bothell, and not moved here in high school, I think I would be a much different person today. So here’s to Bellingham. To the city that welcomed me with open arms. To the city where I became a woman. To the city that has captured my heart and will always be home. To everyone who has touched my life while I’ve been here. Thank you for helping me grow. | | Thursday, June 14th, 2007 | | 11:47 pm |
Urgmuhagrulfruger
My head is filled with jello, My chest is filled with spikes. A little man is pounding his way out of my skull with an icepick, and my lungs want to visit my toes. Murgh. I spent most of the day in bed, the last few hours mucking about carefully doing nothing. I intend to keep doing nothing tonight, in hopes my poor overworked immune might make some headway. Maybe I'll practice some Heretic 2. Had odd, disjointed, indie-film like dreams last night. We needed a pickle cake for Arlo Guthrie (what's up with musicians in my dreams lately?), and went on a pseudo Alice like adventure. I kept waking up hacking my lungs out, so I don't remember much other than flashes, and pickles. Kara started singing Alice's Resteraunt last night, must have been her fault. Maybe I'll just go watch a movie until I pass out. I feel poopy. | | Friday, June 1st, 2007 | | 12:28 pm |
You who know me well, answer me this...
Do I scream out, "Dirty Mistress"? Just because I am open about my sexual appetite, does that make me able to be someone's buddy, and someone's playtoy, but nothing else? I'm rather angry at the moment, because I think that one of my very close friends has played me, and used me to cheat on his girlfriend. I really don't want to think this of him, and while we didn't actually have sex, we've fooled around enough that if I were his girlfriend, I would be livid. I AM NOT a slut! I do not play around with other people's partners! Granted, I love sex, and I'm probably more open about it than most women. That doesn't mean that I'll sleep with anyone, and that certinatly doesn't mean that I'll breach the trust between two partners to have sex! Have I stereotyped myself into the role of "Bad girl you don't take home to Momma"? Don't get me wrong, everyone knows that I have 'special friends', and I don't expect more than friendship and a good time from them. THEY all know however, that should I find myself in a more seirous relationship (or vice versa), the 'special' will be hacked right off that title. Much as I like to have fun, I am a monogamous person. The thought that one of my oldest and dearest friends may have used me to cheat... angers me beyond words. Granted, I am not blameless in the situation. While I did hold off until he came on to me, I did not check to be sure of his relationship status before he came to see me. I had a suspicion of what might happen between us, and probably should have checked. I didn't, until talking to my sister about what had happened, and she looked at me like the worst homewrecking slut in the universe and asked "Isn't he still dating so-and so?". Now, I love him dearly. He has been one of my best friends for probably 7 or 8 years now. I would not have thought him to be the kind of man to cheat, and I'm really hoping he has a great explanation for this situation. I will always love him, but if he's put me into the position of "That whore that screwed around with my man", I am going to be a very unhappy Tashia. So, all of you who know me well: Do I come off as a Dirty Mistress? Am I always going to be the wild woman people like to play with, but never truly love? How do YOU see me? Current Mood:  irate | | Thursday, May 24th, 2007 | | 12:31 pm |
California or bust!
So, we should have left a couple hours ago, but we're waiting for the truck to be fixed. Comforting thought. I'm itching to get on the road and get going. Even though David isn't going to be able to make it up :(, It's still going to be a rocking awesome time. Apparently I'm also going to be learnign to drive a stick... hopefully without killing anyone. Since this time I'll be able to turn left and use the gas at the same time, I'm optimistic. I put on fake nails today, because they were cute and I could. I haven't worn fake nails since my prom. Suprisingly, I can still type. I wish I had an attitude adjustment. I'll have my cell while I'm in Cali, if anyone wants to call. If I don't answer, leave a message, and I'll get back to you when I have a chance. If you don't have my cell number, call Kara or the house line, and they'll give it to you. I'm going to go see if we can leave yet. Loves to all! | | Saturday, May 12th, 2007 | | 2:12 am |
The Fairest Maiden- Poem
The Fairest Maiden I had a dream when I was small, That I was placed above them all, A fairy princess oh so grand, The fairest maiden in the land. The children laughed and called me names, I hid in books to hide my pains, They grew beautiful, tall and sleek, While I remained the big smart geek. A wise, wise woman told me then, “Don’t you pay attention to them, They’re cruel and spiteful this is true, Because they are afraid of you. It’s true they look good in a dress, You have a gift they can’t possesses, You have the mind to take you far, If you want, you can touch the stars. Darling, listen to my story, When you come into your glory, They will have nothing to name call, You will be fairest of them all.” I smiled sadly at her speech, That future seeming out of reach, I grew older and it hurt less, I found myself, beyond the dress. I read my books and took great pride, That I no longer had to hide, Perhaps I’m not a beauty queen, But I am NOT spiteful and mean. I have a head on my shoulders, While their heads resemble boulders. People know me to remain true, While their true friends are far and few. Convinced I had the better deal, I lived my life and let it heal, Forgot about the children’s jokes, Made friends with lots of decent folk. Then one day I happened to see, Reflection looking back at me. Surprised I was to understand, That I was fairest in the land. By Natashia Juhlin | | Friday, March 9th, 2007 | | 1:24 am |
My life as of late...
So I realized that it's been awhile since I let you all know what I'm up to, so here's whats going on in my life... Still highly enjoying the McDonald's free life. I haven't gotten a 'real' job yet, but I've been doing housework for Pete's mom in Goldbar... enough to pay for smoke, gas and a few bills. It's been rather relaxing living life day by day... though I haven't spent much time in town, and some people have been annoyed by my 'dissapearing act' (not my fault this time!) A few weeks ago my dad took a group of us to Seattle to sing Karaoke. While there, my attention was caught by a cute boy named Ian. Eventually I downed enough scotch to go talk to him (In front of about 20 family and friends that would give me shit), and he asked for my number. We've been on numerous dates now, and I like him a lot. He's been up to the house, and met the entire family... and took it well :) Though I've been dating many people for the past few months, I'm only really interested in seeing Ian romantically now. I have yet to break this news to all of the people I have been dating, however. I'm a bad person I suppose.... but I'm kind of scared about how one person in particular is going to take the news... I feel shitty about it, because we only managed to go on one actual date... which went really well! I like her a lot, and I don't want her to think that it's because of her in anyway.... Anyway, I don't want to be a shit, and tell her over the phone, or through email and be totally impersonal. I'll call her when I get in town, get together and talk to her about the situation. Hopefully she'll still want to be my friend... like I said, I like her a lot. Honestly, I kind of regret not getting her into bed ;). I feel a real connection with Ian, however, that I believe he shares, and I'm tired of juggling 6 people. I cooked and baked most of the day, instead of doing the work I should have been doing. I made quiche for the first time... which turned out awesome. I also introduced the house I'm staying in to the wonderful magic of Beth Cookies (www.kitchenmage.com), and experimented with a couple recipies for sugar free/low carb fudge and oatmeal cookies for the diabetic/special dietary needs folk in the house. The fudge turned out good, but tasted more like what a powerbar would taste like if it tasted good, instead of fudge. I wasn't super pleased with the oatmeal cookies, but I had just gorged on Beth Cookies, so I'll wait for final judgement until the person I made them for tries them. Besides, I'm not a real splenda nut. Anyway, so that's my life at the moment... cleaning, boys and cooking. Oh, and my parents just bought a yacht. Yeah that's right, a yacht. So my life will soon be filled with boats. Wanna come party on my yacht? Never thought I'd utter those words... | | Friday, February 2nd, 2007 | | 11:28 pm |
Happy Birthday!
Happy Birthday Steve, hope you get drunk, get laid and have a kickass time! | | 11:24 pm |
Stuff and things...
It has been a hard day for getting things done. For some reason my brain has been dull, and my actions lethargic since I woke up. Not that I haven't done anything, I did get some work done, though not nearly as much as I had hoped. I'm just going to have to bust ass tommrow. I need to get this room done so I can come back to Bellingham for a few days. It will be exciting to have a choice of clothing again. While I've been able to wash the few things I came down with, they're not really the best winter clothing. If I didn't have my Ugly Sweater, I'd be really sorry... I didn't bring my leather jacket because Mummadia spilled coffee all over it just before I left for the party. It's been really nice staying here though. Beyond the whole making money in a relaxed enviroment thing, I've been able to spend some quality time with people I care about that I don't get to see very often. It's also given Pete and I some time to talk, and smooth over a few issues that hadn't really been properly dealt with since the breakup. Even though he left me to join the circus (I still think that sounds like it should be in a sitcom rather than my life), I still love him dearly as one of My Boys, and we both behaved in ways after the Halloween Extravaganza that could have been different, and caused some tension. Thanks to my time here, we both know exactly where we stand, and I finally feel that our friendship is secure in it's place. Bobbie gave me the best compliment I've ever recieved yesterday. We were talking about self-confidence and growth, and I told her the story about how when I was young and had a self-confidence problem, I decided to act like my friend Erin Hoge, in the hopes that eventually the act would become reality. It did, and eventually I found security in myself without an outside influence, but without Erin to model myself after in the begining, I'm not sure it would have worked out the same way. After telling her this story, Bobbie tells me that I am the person she would model herself after. That I am intelligent, sexy, confident, creative... etc. I was so flattered, I didn't know what to say. I know that I've grown a lot, espically in the last few years, but for someone I respect as much as I do Bobbie to tell me she would model herself after me... that means a lot. I guess I'm pretty cool, eh? :) All-in-all, life after McDonalds is pretty sweet :) I've been on dates with a very attractive woman, and a very attractive man, I'm supposed to see said woman again soon, I've seen old friends, I've made new ones, while I haven't found a 'real' job, I'm making money, I've fixed problems, I've partied, and today I bought myself a new vibrator! Now I think I'm going to take a nap, then I'll pick Pete up from work. It's funny, I took so much effort switching my sleeping schedule from overnights to mornings... and then I come down here, and I'm practically back on an overnight schedule. It doesn't make any sense to make someone else pick Pete up at 2 in the morning, when I'm going to be awake to hang out with him for awhile anyway. | | Thursday, January 25th, 2007 | | 1:27 am |
Semi lazy days
The last couple of days I've probably slacked off a bit more than I really needed too, but each day I've done at least one productive thing, so I don't feel too badly. I had a particularly awesome day yesterday. I had a late start to the day, kind of farting around drinking coffee. When I eventually managed to get showered and out of the house, I paid a few bills for Mom, and then picked up and turned in an application. Thats about where the productive part ends. I called David and had a great conversation, and then I headed down to the Black Drop. There I ran into Richard and Laritz (sp?), and Reina and Laura. Jonathan made me a fantastic Marquee, and I had a great phone conversation with my new friend Dale. Eventually my sister showed up, we hung out a little bit, and I headed over to my freind Tina's house before going home. There, I played The Game of Life, with Tina, Kevin, Tim and Scott. I haven't played Life for at least a decade :) It was a blast. When I left there, I intended to go straight home, but since I was just a few blocks away from my friend Jeff's house (We've been trying to get ahold of one another and getting message machines for two weeks), I decided to try him one more time. Low and behold! He answered! So I went over there and hung out with Jeff, his mom and his cousin Jeremy. All in all, a very social, very fun day. Today was an early start, though a seriously lethargic one. I think I'm still recovering from switching around my schedule. I was dragging ass all day. I did go grocery shopping for mom. I ended up wearing my wig, and the thought process behind it was kind of funny. I hadn't taken a shower, and realized that my hair was decidedly nasty. I couldn't find a bandana, I wasn't wearing anything sexy enough to wear my fedora and not be mistaken for a man, and I didn't want to wear the tinkerbell beanie that Mom gave me, because when I wear it I look like a chemo patient. Then my eyes fell on the wig we bought when we were out with Grandma Johnston and Aunt Jo. Threw on some black eyeliner and mascara, some red lipstick, and I was fabulous. I thought it fitting that I was already wearing black jeans, a Led Zeppelin Tshirt and my leather jacket. (I had been wearing my Purple Orchid tiki bar teeshirt, but, being Tashia, I spilt all over it. Luckily it's a black tshirt, and it was just tea). Talked on the phone today with Pete, David and Dale. After shopping I had intended to make a whole mess of spaghetii sauce to freeze, but somehow ended up watching Beauty and the Geek and American Idol instead. Sauce will come tommrow evening. Tommrow afternoon I am scheduled to meet someone I've been trying to meet for quite awhile now. I'm very excited about it. With that, I'm off to bed. | | Sunday, January 21st, 2007 | | 6:18 pm |
Life... and such.
Life.. and such Current mood: sleepy I was just reading a friends blog, about the trials and tribulations he's going through in his life right now, and it made me ponder about my own. He also mentioned that he had promised to blog more, and I said "Oh yeah. I promised that I would blog more as well, didn't I?" When did I last blog? October for the Halloween Extravaganza. Maybe it's time to blog. How did I get here? Almost 24 years old, living at my parents house, unemployed after tommrow. Yet, strangly, I am rather content with my life. Granted, there are quite a few things that haven't panned out as I would have wished, there are quite a few things that I wish to achive that I haven't, but considering how my life has been for the last few years, things are pretty peachy. For the first time since the drama with Jen and Shawn made my life crumble, I find myself able to trust people again. This is a good thing. I'm still not totally out of hermit-mode, but thanks to David threating my well-being if I don't become more social, I have been making an effort to get out of my house and meet people. Speaking of meeting people. I've been dating. Like in the adult, old-fashioned sense of the word. It's strange, after having only been in serious relationship after serious relationship, to be seeing multiple people with the intent of seeing if they are the right person to BE in a serious relationship. (Good Lord, that was a convoluted sentence. Sorry.) Nothing too momentous, I have made some new friendships, and rekindled a few old friendships. There are two people who really spark my interest however. Without giving too much away (Uh oh, we all know how good I am with subtly) , a girl whom Lady Fortune has seemed to decide I shall not meet, and a guy who has recently come into my radar. That's pretty opaque, right? Anyway, haven't had much real time with either said person, so the jury's still out. I am mightly intrigued, and very attracted to both, however :). Tonight will be my final night at Mc Donalds, ending a four-and a half year 'career'. I don't get to have a goodbye party at my 'real' store. That makes me kind of sad. The one thing I will miss about working there is the people I work with. The important ones I'll still see, however, since they've become some of my closest friends. Specifically Monica. I don't know that I could have lasted this last year or so without her. As for the rest... relief. I've had a lot of jobs, espically if you count all of my volunteer work, I've stayed at Mc Donalds the longest, and they've treated me the worst. How does that make sense? Don't get me wrong, I've learned a lot of valuable information, a lot of valuable lessons. The experience it has given me will open doors that were previously closed. It was an exellent job to grow with, and I would reccomend it as a first job for anyone. It is not however, a job that I personally should have stayed with for four and a half years. Perhaps it wasn't mature to give notice before I found another job, but I'm not worried. I need a little time to get some things together anyway, and I'm not going to sit on my ass waiting for a job to find me. I have dug out my room! I still have some boxes of stuff that need to be put away, but for the most part, it's finished. I even vaccumed! For those of you who have experienced what my room was like before, you'll understand what a massive feat this was. For those of you who havent... getting it to the place it is now took three straight days of work. You should be proud of me. Next is the car, and then the storage unit. Speaking of the storage unit, I need to get rid of some things so I can get rid of the unit. Anyone needs a couch, table, that kinda thing gimme a message. I'll have to inventory before I know for sure what I'm getting rid of. I'm getting very sleepy now, and I really want to read some more of my book, so I'm going to draw this to a close, and crawl off into my nice comfy bed. Farewell for now. | | Monday, January 8th, 2007 | | 7:27 am |
| | Monday, October 30th, 2006 | | 7:05 pm |
Awesome party everyone!
Thanks to everyone who showed up for the Superfantabulous Halloween Extravaganza. It started out a little slow with a few wrinkles, but turned out to be one helluva party! Thanks for all of the compliments on decorations, and all of you who so kindly put up with my drunkeness :) It was a blast |
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