Worry and Wake
TAKE HEART, SWEETHEART... OR I WILL TAKE IT FROM YOU.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
LET YOU DOWN
Monday, July 5, 2010
THE HIGHS & THE LOWS
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
BLACK WEDNESDAY
Monday, November 2, 2009
ERROR OPERATOR
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
CURE THIS DISEASE
It's been recently brought to my attention that I am stressed, and one of the biggest problems with that is the fact that I have no way of relieving that stress. There isn't one thing that I do for 'stress relief' but it really got me thinking. Obviously, I don't drink very much. I would be able to say safely I drink three times a month, and none of those times are to really get drunk, but that is all going out the window this weekend. I will get drunk if the situation warrants it, and I will loose control and forget about the last couple weeks, because honestly... they have been hell. I need to suck it up. My schedule for next semester is grueling and long. I don't have any time in the evenings to work, which means I will be working in the mornings if I can and working my ass off basically all semester. I am so sick of this, but I am still so motivated.
Friday, October 23, 2009
GET THROUGH
Its raining outside. This kind of weather always seems to put me into a somber mood. I don't mind it. It actually calms me and that is exactly what I need right now; just a sense of calmness and serenity. Its quite the clash from the previous week. I finally feel at ease and content; far more content than I have been in a long time. Thursday, October 22, 2009
I BELIEVE
THE ENDS JUSTIFY THE MEANS

I feel tired and emotional. There is a sense of longing for someone to be around, for someone to be there to talk too, but I can’t find them. I'm feeling a little lost all of a sudden.
I have nothing to be sad about, which is why this is so frustrating. I need to move on, and I will of course. I didn’t have class tonight, which I am so thankful for. I feel like if I push any more information into my head it might explode and I might get pushed fully off the edge. The break was needed.
My apartment is a mess. It’s driving me absolutely insane because I can’t find the motivation to clean it. I know that I need too. I need to get all my clothes out of the spare bedroom so that it’s clean and nice for when Tanner and Kyle come over during Halloween weekend, that and my roommate is moving in shortly after that.
Have I mentioned how much I love this weather? I wish it would stay like this. I love the changing colors of my city and how pretty everything is. It’s my favorite time of year to be on campus as well because you can literally smell fall. I stressed about a biology test for nothing. I received a ninety four percent on the test, when I thought I was maybe going to be getting a mid B or a little higher. The ‘A’ truthfully as a bit of a surprise, but a good one nonetheless.
I'm craving coffee. A Venti Cinnamon Dolce that I can savor and walk around and contemplate because I feel so irritated with a lot of things right now. This blog entry is mostly just rambling, I don’t know if I will say anything relevant or interesting. If you are still reading, then I commend you.
This might sound sad, but I miss L.A. Ink... and I miss my social life to a certain degree. Parts of me wish I could go out and just have six drinks and get wasted beyond oblivion so that I can just let loose and settle down. I won’t do that though... but I do think I need some sort of break from the internet. I won’t take that break, because I am far too connected, but I do recognize that I need it.
I think I just need a vacation. I can’t stop listening to 'Vultures' by Kill Hannah and strongly considering some of the lyrics as part of a tattoo concept for Chicago. Not sure yet though. I need a best friend again. Carrera, where are you?
This was far more depressing then I intended. I should open the window and let some light inside.
If you don’t know what PostSecret is, then I highly recommend you check it out. www.postsecret.blogspot.com. Its enlightening.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
SAVE ME

WELL, Well, well... things have taken an interesting turn. Certain relationships have been resolved, and all in all I have been put into a pretty superior place. I was allowed to register for spring, so I have all my classes picked out for next semester. Nothing exciting or exceptional, pretty boring to tell you the truth but the good news is it’s the last semester of redundant stupid electives that mean nothing and then I get to move into the awesome nursing courses I have been so anxious to take.
Despite it being a pretty decent week, it’s been pretty emotionally draining and hard at work. I know that I am getting more legal responsibility at work, but it really makes me cringe when I think that this could be a possible profession. I wouldn't want to do this if my life depended on it. All in all though, I feel good about more responsibility, but I am definitely scared of letting people down.
I have been called a 'Type A' personality a lot recently. This strikes me as hilarious and flattering all at the same time. I have never been a 'Type A' personality. In high school I didn't apply myself and didn't listen to authority and I don't remember studying for a test a single time. Now, I find myself studying multiple hours for one test, and the payoff is absolutely perfection and the biggest ego boost I could ask for. I want to go to the library and shove myself into subjects I'm not even taking yet just so that I have a head start when the class comes. I have NEVER been this motivated in my entire life, and I am working my ass off and I love it to death. It’s just funny to me, because I have never been organized and super focused like that, but I really enjoy hearing multiple people tell me this and I feel a little proud of the fact that I am becoming that person, motivated and determined to get what I want, no matter what it takes.
I have gotten literally no sleep in the last week. This is due in part to my relentlessly long conversations with Evan that I don't even care to mention how many hours we've spent on the phone in the last couple of days, but it’s by far ridiculous. I don't mind though... I have found out more about myself in the last week then I thought I even cared to know, and I thank him for that. He has also given me some enlightenment when it comes to some music that I had been missing out, to my utter dismay. The Cure - Disintegration and Adore by the Smashing Pumpkins. If you haven't heard anything from either of these albums I recommend it with my whole heart. (Though, I think Evan has me convinced that I am probably the only person in history that hasn't heard at least ONE song) Anyway, good stuff. I am super glad to know him, and HEY... he has the same obsession with Kill Hannah that I do... what could be better?
I am counting down the days till Chicago... I keep hearing all this hype about it online and everything and the dates have been officially announced which gives me some serious peace of mind. I feel like a twelve year old. I want to go buy some construction paper and cut them in to multi-colored strips and chain them together and hang them around my room, like I used to do when I counted down to Christmas, and you know... you would just tear off a chain every day. I looked forward to that every December... Think it’s too early to start? But basically I just can’t believe how close it is already... It seems like just yesterday I was just talking to Jasmine about this and contemplating it. I didn't dream that I would actually make it happen, but that seems to be my life lately; taking a hold of the reins and controlling where I want to go and who I want to be.
I think I might have blabbed a bit too long now. This weekend will be filled with fun. Carrera is coming over, were going to Sephora to search out make up for a couple hours on Friday and then we will dive right into some premature studying for core classes she and I both have to take. (Type A, remember... =]) And relax all weekend. I'm on the edge looking over, terrified and completely thrilled.
Monday, October 19, 2009
I TRULY HEAR THINGS IN THE NIGHT

So I suppose I can give you guys some more information regarding my major change since a lot of people who read this will be family and whatnot. Anyway... you might be thinking why in the world I chose nursing over communications, being that the two are very different. A lot of people didn't know that I wanted to be a nurse in high school. I actually took the necessary classes and became CNA certified, but when I was going through my rebellious phase I sort of pushed the thought aside, casting my inability to do math and science as sort of the catalyst to not do the work. I never really applied myself in high school; I never tapped that hidden potential that parents and teachers are always going on and on about. When I finally broke that barrier, turns out, I'm pretty damn fascinated with Science and will work my butt off to do something with Math. The shaky feeling I get when I think about what I have to do though is really scary. The requirements to get into Boise State's nursing program are really daunting. Of course there is a GPA requirement, and of course you have to have a 3.5 or better in Math, Chemistry, and Anatomy and Physiology. The three hardest classes in that specific program, and all things I don't know that I will be good at. I do recognize that A&P is mostly just memorization, which I shouldn't have an issue with because I did so well with memorization in high school for speech and debate. But the math and chemistry is really scary. I am going to utilize everything that the campus offers in order to get through it. I am aiming for a 4.0 in all of the classes so that I don’t have to even worry about my stance in the program. This is truly what I want, I always have, and it just took some time to open my eyes.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
iSuck
So, I don’t really know why I have this inability to stay active on a blog, but I really cannot seem to keep one going. I don’t know if it’s the fact that I am so incredibly busy that talking about my life and the things in it seems like the most redundant thing to do after a long day of work and school, or if it’s more that I see what blogging has done to the people around me, and the negative effects that seem to linger.
It seems that everywhere I look, people have blogs, and they are so excited about them. This is my third blog I have tried to keep, and I suck at it. This proves to be sort of ironic in a sense because I actually adore all things technology and all things that have to do with the internet. I am regularly on Twitter and Facebook and a number of other sites, but sitting down to write about myself just doesn’t really feel that real to me.
But let’s give this a try again. It’s been a seriously emotional week for me. I don’t even really know where to begin and I won’t even really let you in on the details of the week because they are far too personal to openly express on a public blog. Let’s just say my mind got taken on quite the roller coaster ride. From feeling and being attacked for no reason, to reconnecting with a friend I thought I might never again, thing are summed up rather simply; it’s been a good week.
School and work are over the top obnoxious at the moment. I just feel like right around this time, middle of October moving into November really starts wearing me thin. I feel the pressure of midterms and the changing seasons and I know that something heavy is coming. Finals week this year is in mid-December, which isn't any surprise, except I leave for Chicago the day after my last final. Talk about nerve racking and stressful. I know this is two months off, but my neurotic brain just can’t shut off these sorts of worries.
That brings me to Chicago. I am going to a weekend concert with my good friend Jasmine for six days in December. I cannot even begin to tell you how excited I am for the trip. I want it to be December now so that I can be on a flight to one of the coldest places in the US and standing in line to see the most amazing bad in the history of music (according to me, of course.) Did I mention that they called me? KILL HANNAH actually gave me a call on my cell phone last Saturday to simply thank me for some of the promotional work that I am doing for them. I can’t tell you how epic THAT was, but that’s a whole other rant, and I won’t bore you with, since the people who generally care that much already know every detail of the phone call. Needless to say, I ADORE this band, as people and for what they do with their music.
I think I'm beginning to ramble. So happy I'm talking to Carerra again, she and I have always had so much in common and the irony of reconnecting on the same ground that we now have in common when both of our lives have taken such different directions is absolutely crazy. I also thank her for helping me begin my long journey into nursing school.
That’s right, I changed my major. I am becoming a nurse. This is good news all around. =]
It is 2:34am right now, after a week of very little sleep, I am going to crawl into my bed and try my hardest to fall asleep, and tomorrow... my goal is midnight, even if it kills me. Ill post again soon, I hope.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
songs tied to memories
5 songs you need to listen too. and download. and love. foreverandeverandever.
ALOC ACOC - BRAND NEW
http://www.myspace.com/brandnew
BITTER SONG - BUTTERFLY BOUCHER
http://www.myspace.com/butterflyboucher
EVERYTHING I ONCE HAD - THE HONORARY TITLE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z-0jo9ILIxY
BIG SHOT - STRAYLIGHT RUN
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a5uect48Vcc
VINDICATED - DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL
http://www.myspace.com/dashboardconfessional
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Lifted

''One is left with the horrible feeling now that war settles nothing; that to win a war is as disastrous as to lose one." -
Agatha Christie
<------- Andrew Mcmahon, Lead singer and Pianist for Jack's Mannequin, easily in my top five favorite bands in the world.
www.jacksmannequin.com
Does the word Recession mean anything?
Eating- Tomato soup, saltine crackers, Sunkist fruit snacks
I dont get why people who are asking for money in a depression, are rude. For example, I just got off the phone with Curtis from the disabled firefighters fund. He was calling for my boss, and he insisted on speaking with him. Well, my boss is currently at lunch and I told him that he was unavailable. He laughed at me and said "When will I actually get to talk to him?" I replied politely "I will give him the message and he will get back with you when he able." He laughed again in that same condescending tone and then hung up.
I just dont think this is the way to go about asking for donations, especially when everyone is kind of suffering.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
HOLY MOTHER OF GOD YOURE WHAT?
A reality I am more then willing to accept.
I'm a Believer?

