There's no place like home

So I'm in Bay City. For 2 weeks. Do I want to be? Absolutely not. I would much rather be in my new apartment getting it all nice and cozy.

Plus sides:
1) Like, 4 blocks away from the library
2) Closer to Tim

Negatives:
1) Away from my friends
2) No internet (hence the library)
3) Have not yet seen Tim
4) My sister's a nut
5) I'm treated like I'm still 10. I'm 19, guys.


But hopefully I can make my way back to Mt. Pleasant sooner than expected. I miss sleeping in a bed.

Plans Schmans

So it looks like I'll be staying with my sister in Bay City for a couple weeks. Which means I can't start working til I get back. Which means I get to miss out on two weeks where I could have been making money.

I love when life gives you lemons. Also, my roommate packed up all her things and booked. Didn't help clean or anything. She also left her ferrets. Her FERRETS! First of all, you can't have pets at CB. Second of all, she's going to be charged $3500. Yup. I hope she realizes this. We have to be out by noon tomorrow and she's left on a road trip. How wonderful.

Oh well, I'm not going to worry about it. It's on her. Now I sit waiting for my sister to pick me up and haul myself along with my belongings about an hour away. I'll be staying in Bay City where I know a few people and I'll be able to see Tim more often, which is a plus.

I'm looking forward to moving into my new place, but not looking forward to lugging all my things and probably more back to Mount Pleasant. I can't wait to start my job, cosmetology school and have my friends move back here for the new school year. In the meantime, I'll suck it up for two weeks and play my ukulele.

Premium..everything.

Everyone needs to stop what they're doing right now and watch Everything Is Illuminated. I Netflixed it and loved it. I've been waiting years to watch it and finally found it. It's beautiful, and I'm automatically biased towards anything with Elijah Wood in it.

Today I'm taking the plunge. I'll be officially registered as a cosmetology student as of 1:30 this afternoon. I'm so excited to get back into the swing of things.

I'm also helping my dear friend Nick move from his apartment into a house he will be sharing with 9 (yes, you read correctly) other people. I still have yet to find a place in town for those 2 weeks between my leases. I called to see if I could move in early, and I'm just waiting on the call. Ugh. Oh, and packing sucks. SUCKS.

But even with all my complaining, I'm super jazzed to be getting out of my current place and into a smaller, cozier, cheaper place. It's super cute and has TONS of closet space.

I feel like things are finally starting to look up for me.

I have a job interview today. At Subway..no big. But it IS my favorite fast-food place. If you can consider Subway fast-food.

Annnyway. I have to be out of my apartment Monday. Monday! This summer is flying by and i still have no idea where I'll be for two weeks. Not cool guys, not cool.

I really hope it doesn't rain today because I have to either walk or bike to my interview. That wouldn't look so great if I walked in completely drenched. But then again, they would see how absolutely desperate I am for a job..I can't even buy a car! They would feel pity and just hand me the job before conducting the interview. Okay, okay, I'm making up scenarios now.

pleasedontrainpleasedontrainpleasedontrain.

PS. Let's hope my massive check arrives today...along with my Netflix pick.

Peace, love, and ukulele.

The Demon Barber of Fleet Street

I had a few minutes before I had to run out the door and figured I'd post a small one.
I've been costuming and finding so many awesome things in the costume room that I want to give a new home. But alas, I'm no thief.

I still don't have all the measurements and spent the entire morning emailing and calling cast members. Who knew they were soooo busy to come in a half hour early for rehearsals?! Ugh. But I keep on truckin'. Apparently with a new southern accent.

That happens from time to time. I'll be speaking to someone, or in my head..and a random accent will appear. Is that weird? Probably. Do I care? Not really.

I've been thinkin' and thinkin' about topics I could blog about and nothing really sparks my interest. So until then, I'll just ramble on about my extremely boring life and my weird obsessions/problems/whatever.

I'll snap some pictures today with my phone of the messes I have to rummage through. It's crazy, guys. You'll see. I want to know who's responsible for cleaning because they're not doing their job. There are countless wedding dresses on the floor because they simply don't have the room for everything. Maybe I should give some items a new home...just to make room for everything ;)

Just kidding! But, it looks like this is all I have time for until later.

Peace, Love and Ukulele.

Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind. Each prayer accepted and each wish resigned.

A horrible yesterday led to a horrible last night. Which led to me feeling sorry for myself..for really unnecessary reasons.

First of all, the rest of the chorus didn't show up to get measured. I got about 4 out of the remaining 12...these chitlins hate me. I rode my bike back, (which didn't take as long as usual because I found a shortcut) went upstairs where I then stripped down to my skivvies and tried to relax. I then took the coldest shower imaginable and got ready for my kind of-sort of date. I get all ready and looking cute when the date calls me. His brother came by unexpected-like to help him finish moving into his new place.

sdghehqei...there went my awesome evening with an awesome fella. This gave me too much time to sit around thinking. Thinking about how sucky it is that I can't afford CMU anymore and I won't be starting class until almost a month after all my friends. I was feeling lonely and pathetic and freaking out because I don't know where I'll be living for those 2 weeks in between leases.

Also, my lack of a job is getting old pretty quick. Sometimes I feel like giving up because it's like my countless job applications are a waste of time. It's not good for me to have nothing to do for long periods of time...I think too much.

I called the best friend; she was on a date. Made me feel even better. Called my mom because frankly, she always makes me feel better and we can talk for hours about mindless things. She was asleep. I facebooked a bit, but that gets old in five minutes. So I signed off and listened to Ryan Star. I tell ya...he is the cheese to my emotional macaroni..whatever that means. Anytime I feel blue, I listen to his music, and it just makes me feel...good for a lack of a better word.

And it isn't purely his music. About a year ago, he performed at the college and I got to meet him afterward. I was a huge HUGE fan of his from Rockstar:Supernova and followed him after that. I seriously talked to him and his band for a good 45 minutes after the show; It was amazing! Well, after that show, I was dumped, told I wasn't the "marrying type" and ripped of any dignity I had. I fell into a deep depression with many things going on in my life that I couldn't handle. I listened to nothing but RStar and I was able to let go. I was able to Breathe. After a few months, I sent his producer an email in hopes he would forward it to Ryan. He did and I received the most kind words from Ryan and it changed my life. It made me realize that nothing is too hard to get through. I sing his music at the top of my lungs and it changes everything. I feel so content.

I stopped worrying about CMU because ultimately, it wasn't what I really wanted. I realized that I was miserable and was only pursuing a degree for my father. I'm super jazzed to be going back to cosmetology and getting my life in order. And when I worry about not having a job at the moment, I sit and think about all those who are worse off than I am. People with families and are now living on the streets. Even though things get tough, I am truly blessed. And I appreciate everything and everyone in my life.

2 days in a row?!

Yeah..I told you I'd be a better blogger.

To Do list for today:

-Ride bike downtown while looking super cute.

-Finish taking measurements of snot-faced chorus people

-Rummage with my costume-mate through racks and racks of costumes

-Sweat my nonexistent balls off (was that too vulgar? sorry if it was..if not, no apologies)

-Spend the evening with a nice fellow.

As promised, here's the latest on T. He calls me yesterday morning, waking me up. Which is totally fine because 1) I love waking up to his voice and 2) He keeps me from sleeping in too late (which I HATE doing because then I feel like I've wasted half the day). We're talking for a little over an hour and I don't know how the subject came up, but I hear the words "You're going to hate me, but I got you another gift." We've had 1 date. One.

I HATE being spoiled. It makes me uncomfortable being the center of attention and it just puts me in an awkward position. Instinctively, I freak out:

Me: "Whyyy?! You need to quit spoiling me, T!"

T: "Why not? I told you I was going to get you 12 gifts..just like the 12 days of Christmas." (cute, right? But still.)

Me: "I didn't think you were serious! You're joking. You didn't get me anything..stop being mean to me."

T: (laughing at my stupidity) "No, I really did. I'll take a picture and send it to you once we're off the phone. It's awesome. AWEEEESOME and you're going to LOOOOVE it!"

Me: "What is it?"

T: "I can't ruin the surprise."

After like, 20 minutes of me poking and prodding trying to get answers, we hang up and the picture came in. The first thing I see is the price tag. $189.99...the next thing I realize is that it's a jewelry box..with a chain..and his thumb covering up the necklace. What the bloody hell is this?! I mean, I know it's not like a MASSIVE amount of money, but when you're a broke college student with past relationships with boys who didn't buy you anything more than dinner, it's a lot. I told T it was a bit excessive and he claims to be an excessive person. I like him a lot. Like, a lot a lot. I just don't know how to handle being spoiled like this.

It probably seems suuuuper silly, but I have weird issues. I won't even get into it right now.