Google Game: Go to Google and type in quotation marks your name and then "likes to" (ex. "Steve likes to"). Type in the first ten things that come up and re-post in your own note. (or if you are smart, copy and paste them :P) You must tag the person that sent this to you.
1. Angela likes to wear bandanas while playing.
2. Angela likes to write, watch movies, and hang out with friends and family.
3. Angela likes to read Stanley Hauerwas, Rowan Williams, Thomas Aquinas, Judith Butler, St. Augustine, James Alison, Karl Barth, and Hans Urs VonBalthasar.
4. Angela likes to mall-walk so she doesn't get sun-burned or get cold, she marks her initials on her tupperware.
5. Angela likes to visit England every year or two.
6. Angela likes to smile and she's the master of deception and treachery.
7. Angela likes to accept challenges both professionally and personally.
8. Angela likes to relax with her pug, Chloe, and play boxing games on Nintendo Wii after a long day at work.
9. Angela likes to play with Donut as well.
10. Angela likes to shop for a family.
I tag: Paige, Erin and MelissA
Hamburgers or cheeseburgers?
Cheeseburgers. Without question.
You are not allowed to break down today. You are not allowed to dwell on everything that happened yesterday - you have too much to accomplish as it is. You need to be the bigger person right now because that's how it always is in this situation, asking that of her is always too much. You've done everything that you can possibly be doing right now so take a deep breath, let it out, and move on with your day.
It will be ok. Eventually.
Love,
Yourself
Still on the happy train.
Not much to blog about. Going back up to school tonight - where a package awaits my arrival. Yayy!! I'm expecting a couple things so we'll see which one it is.
I'll post scrappy updates and things of that nature later this week.
Note: Be prepared for some serious happy going on in this post!
- I'm currently home until Monday. That's right. Five and a half days of Cape Cod will refuel my system to make it to Spring Break.
- There were two. Count them - 1, 2 - days of fantastical, sun-shiney, no jacket needed, vitamin D filled days.
- I found my hubcap that I lost February 3rd coming home on 495.
- National White T-Shirt Day was Wednesday. Talk about having your own personal holiday!
- I bought tickets to see Katy Perry with Mariaa at the Boston House of Blues on April 1.
- I've only missed two classes since the beginning of the semester. One for court and one because of the weather and family stuff. Go me!
- I made an appointment for an interview at the Betsey Johnson store on Newbery Street in Boston for Tuesday.
- I cleaned my room at school to the point where I should pass inspection.
- Even though I was blown off for my gig as a hair model, I made an appointment at Beyond Beauty - where Jenn goes - to have my hair done when I come home for Spring break. It's about the same price as Dellaria, where I had it done last time, but a nicer place. And I scored a $10 discount for being a referral!
- I learned how to do a stitch I've been wanting to learn in knitting for a while. It looks like this.
- I bought this little beauty to hang somewhere in my barren-walled dorm room.
- I actually have plans with a memember of the opposite sex on Valentine's Day. And although I truly find this to be a pointless holiday it does make me feel a little better about the fact that I've been single every Valentine's Day for the past million years - and what's better is there's no obligation for me to buy him anything!
- I was able to hang out with Kayla, whom I haven't seen in forever, and indulge in some serious retail therapy and $10 of Godiva truffles that were super delish.
- I found ridiculously cute robot cookies at Target to take pictures of and scrap because I'm *that* nerdy.
- I hung out with Dianna Dee for hours and talked and ate dinner and giggled and laughed my ass off and farted to make her feel better about her farting and it was just an overall fabulous time. I've missed her. This needs to happen more often.
- The number 1 reason why this week has been super awesome: I'm happy. Truly happy. I'm back to where I was Pre-Mike. I love myself for who I am and who I'm becomming. Where I've been has brought me here and the only thing I can do is appreciate it because it has made me who I am.
Today I will take a deep breath and just let go. It will be ok, even if it doesn't seem like it right now.
I started the day off in a bad mood. Not going to lie. I had it set in my head that I was going to confront D-Bag about the things he said about us to my friends. And I did. He did own up to talking to them - I mean there really wasn't a point to not because I had multiple people telling me the same story. The conversation continued over texting, which wasn't my idea. I've found that it's a waste of time to try to talk about this stuff via text messaging and IMing because you lose a lot of what's said in translation because of intended tone. I was more or less an angry mess at breakfast because everything he was saying made me question everything he's ever told me - I love when that happens. Oh, well. Learning experience.
Class with Irene surprisingly put me in a better mood. I actually think I'm going to like the semester long project for Fashion Promotion. It's kind of frustrating for me to know that I took three and a half years of classes that really have nothing to do with what I really want to do with my life to be able to take this one class that's offered on Visual Merchandising. We have to develop a promotional campaign for a ficticious company - I'm going to be using the company I created the second time I took PPI.
I met with Jill in SILD about my back pay. Something is finally being done about it and there's progress being made. I'm receiving a week's worth of pay on my next check that was never entered into pay roll. Yay for being able to work toward my goal of ridding myself of my currently accumulated credit card debt.
I'm calling Betsey Johnson about an internship and I'm going to Anthropologie to find out what's going on with that. Hopefully by the end of the day I'll have a better idea of where I stand with this.
All-in-all today is shaping up to be pretty spectacular.
Dear Mr. Sun -
Thank you for coming out today. All this vitamin D is truly needed - my depression thanks you, as do my friends because I'm pretty sure they're sick of me being a Negative Nancy. Please keep up the good work.
Love,
Angela
Dear My Credit Card Companies -
It's been fun. We've had a lot of good times together. Many-a shopping sprees were had at the Natick Collection where I bought fantastical t-shirts and sneakers and LUSH products galore. I'm completely honest when I say that it is me and not you in this situation - but I think it's time we break off what we having going on here. It's just not working for me anymore. Over the next couple months I'll return all of your stuff to you - but I just want to give you a heads up that it's going to be a long process. But I think we can work through this and be friends when it's all said and done.
Love,
The Spang
So. My life being what it is has resulted in credit card balances after they were cleared - not that I still didn't owe someone that money but I now owe them the money for all of my previous balances and the recent car repairs I've had. In January I had to replace my clutch and some PVC pipe thing that was causing my check engine light to go on; that was $1000 alone. I paid some in cash but most was put on a card. Then two weeks ago I blew out one of my tires and another one had a bubble so I had to have both of those repaired, with an alignment, that was $222. Also put on a card. I've tried to be good with shopping but I've been a *little* careless with my "money" and now I'm finally putting my foot down about it.
My name is Angela and I have a shopping problem.
I'm going to start keeping a record of how I spend my money. I'm cutting up *all* of my credit cards when I go home and cancelling the ones that don't have a balance. I'm going to try to find a card that will give me 0% on balance transfers and see if I can't open that and transfer my car repairs onto that and then cancel all of my old cards and just keep that card and my BOA credit card that's linked to my checking account for overdraft protection.
I haven't been able to find a second job so I'm just going to have to start taking a shit ton of hours at work. Once I receive the 13ish hours of back pay I'm owed I can pay off one credit card and cancel it and I'm just going to go at it that way. One card at a time so that I can start paying back my very generous lender who shall remain anonymous.
Anyone want to hire me for something??
Dear ee cummings -
I love your poetry. Thank you for existing.
Love,
The Spang
New Favorite Poems:
the boys i mean are not refined
they go with girls who buck and bite
they do not give a fuck for luck
they hump them thirteen times a night
one hangs a hat upon her tit
one carves a cross on her behind
they do not give a shit for wit
the boys i mean are not refined
they come with girls who bite and buck
who cannot read and cannot write
who laugh like they would fall apart
and masturbate with dynamite
the boys i mean are not refined
they cannot chat of that and this
they do not give a fart for art
they kill like you would take a piss
they speak whatever's on their mind
they do whatever's in their pants
the boys i mean are not refined
they shake the mountains when they dance
-and-
may i feel said he
(i'll squeal said she
just once said he)
it's fun said she
(may i touch said he
how much said she)
a lot said he
why not said she
(lets go said he
not too far said she)
what's too far said he
where you are said she
may i stay said he
(which way said she
like this said he
if you kiss said she
may i move said he
if you love said she)
if you're willing said he
(but you're killing said she
but it's life said he
but your wife said she
now said he
ow said she)
(tiptop said he
don't stop said she
oh no said he)
go slow said she
(cccome?said he
ummm said she)
you're divine!said he
(you're Mine said she)
So. They're slightly overtly sexual. But they're funny. And it's been a while since I've found a poem I like. But the last poems I found that I liked were also by ee cummings.
Things I Learned Today
- Ricotta cheese isn't actually cheese. It's the whey from Mozzarella cheese that is cooked a second time - which is where the name comes from. Thank you Unwrapped!
- Be prepared to have other commonly known names for random products such as twine and clothespins while hunting for them in Target and asking for help.
- I could probably wake up at 5:30A every morning and keep going all day as long as I always have something to do. Always.
- Colored contact paper only exists in my dreams. Or in September for back to school.
The End.
Because this weekend wasn't enough shit to throw in my face it had to transfer over to today. FML.
Over winter break I was assigned to drive 5:45-8:30A for the shuttle; I have and 8:30-10:20A class on Mondays and Wednesdays which made being assigned this shift slightly annoying. We were given the option of letting management know if we did not want any of the shifts we were assigned, which I did, and told that they would no longer be our responsibility when the new hires who took our hours were on payroll - which took a ridiculously long time, IMHO. So for the past two weeks I've been waking my ass up well before anyone else on campus - with the exception of those working SDA - to drive around in a circle to pick up no one until 6:45ish.
Today I wake up at 5:20A to pull myself together for my shift and then class. I go down to Campo and pick up all the shuttle stuff. I walk to the shuttle and start that up. I stop in front of the college center to pick up a sign-in sheet for the day since I have nothing better to do for the next hour. As I'm grabbing the sheet someone with a STC shirt walks in. I ask him if he's working desk since I didn't receive the email I was told I would receive when I was no longer responsible for these hours and he says no and that he's driving. I'm pretty sure I was going to start crying. Because that would be my luck. I would be the idiot to get out of bed at 5:30 in the morning to work a shift that was no longer mine.
I am now wide awake and will not fall back asleep before my class at 8:30. I'm definitely going to have a bad case of the Mondays.
