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I know that I've been negligent of yet another blog, but I've been super busy and need to get used to posting all the time. I'm still trying to find my niche, but in the meantime...I'm just having fun :) I'll be a better mother to my baby. I'm even trying to design a new...whatever. And..AND I must say that I was extremely giddy to see that one of my favorite bloggers commented on my last post. AWESOME...hi Booyah!

Since my last post, so many things have fallen into place which makes me an extremely happy camper. Cosmetology starts September 13th. I signed a lease for a new (cheap but cozy) apartment where I only have 1 roommate. 1 roommate! And she's awesome! The apartment isn't furnished at all, which means I get to decorate how I want...which makes me ecstatic!

But of course there has to be one sucky thing. Which is, you ask? Well...my lease at CB ends Aug. 2nd and my lease at TC starts the 16th. That leaves me 2 weeks...with nowhere to go. Well, I could go home or to my sister's for those two weeks, but this girl has responsibilities. Responsibilities that require me to be in Mt. (not so) Pleasant..I'll figure it out.

My first costuming meeting threw a couple of surprises at me. When I volunteered, I didn't realize I would be in charge of costumes AND set design. WHAT?! Apparently I didn't think I had enough on my plate. Those little snots in the chorus like to give me crap. "I don't want to be measured. This is stupid. I wear a size blah blah blah. I feel violated." Too bad.

But on the plus side, my father has finally come to terms that I'm not going to finish my fashion degree, but instead pursue my (real) dreams and get my assoc. in business. Also, my skills on the ukulele are improving much faster than I thought. Next, I'm getting a banjo. And a gee-tar. Maybe a harmonica. And become a one-woman band. Yup.

And Tim? Oh man oh man. That's a story for the next post. Hint: guilt, being spoiled, and unnecessary purchases.

Happy Birthday, Little Sister

My dad and Emily circa December 2009.

Blurry, but I think it's adorable.

Tomorrow is my little sister, Emily's 9th birthday. She's going to be in the 4th grade in the fall. Time is FLYING by. In honor of her birth, I've took the time to learn Happy Birthday on the ukulele and made her a necklace with a matching bracelet.

Making her jewelry has made me want to reestablish my earlier goal of starting an Etsy shop. I went thrift shopping the other day and passed up sooo many good finds. Because they didn't fit right. But I knew they would sell. I've been kicking myself for 2 days.

I'm pretty freakin' stoked to be visiting home this weekend. I haven't seen my parents and my sister in about a month, which is beyond horrible. I also get to see the little kittens my cat birthed. :) Excitement filled weekend!

Sunday I have my first Sweeney Todd meeting. I'm the new costumer and 2 other people graciously offered to assist. :) My life has been looking up lately. More news next week.

Edit: My obsessions are getting out of control.

• New obscure indie music; my iPod is at it's limit and I've had to take others off that I love.
• The blogs I follow; the amount is getting out of control. But there are just so many amazing bloggers out there that promote others. I fall in love instantly. I'm currently following 17 blogs. Do you have any idea how long it takes me to get through my blog-readings everyday?I'm not complaining, I just need to tone it down a bit. :P
• My new love for my mother's Apricot Preserves. I'm running out..fast!
• LOST. It's been over for 2 months and I'm still obsessed.
• My ukulele; I've been playing it nonstop. Homework has been put on the backburner until I play at least 2 hours a day.
• Tim. Yup. I wouldn't really call it an obsession, though. Just a massive crush and I love that he calls me everyday. Even when he's rocking out on his guitar, just woke up, or on his way to work. I'm just waiting for the day when all this ends and he rips my heart out. But at the moment, I don't care.

Depression at it's Finest

I've been thinking of starting a vlog. Why? No clue. Also, it makes me wonder how I could even consider it if I have such a hard time keeping a regular blog running. Oh well..maybe some day.

I also thought that I would be one of those awesome thrifty girls who post what they wear everyday. Then I realized that I don't have the time/money (mostly money) to go thrifting all the time. A lot of my clothes are from Target and that's only because it's within biking distance to where I live. Their clothes aren't that interesting. Definitely not interesting enough to write about nearly everyday. Sooo I'm still stumped as to what this'll be about.

Also, I'm trying out dating again. Just thought you should know.

I spent all last night doing homework and talking on the phone. And when I say doing homework, I mean chatting online to wonderful people. And by this, I mean I was also looking for a song to sing for my audition. Audition for Sweeney Todd. Why? No clue..I can't sing, but I miss being in plays. If I don't get cast, I'll settle for set building/stage makeup/whatever else.

But the majority of my night was spent on the phone. Until about 3:30 am. Was it worth it? Absolutely. You see, it really sucks, but I was the cause of someone's bout of depression yesterday. I was asked out; I would have LOVED to go, but I had soooo much homework to do. AND he called and said he could "be there in a half hour." What?! That's not nearly enough time to get ready for a date. Not at all.

I explained to him why I couldn't and that I would love to another time. (I know girls say this allll the time to let someone down easy, but I honestly meant it.) He saw this as rejection and he quit talking. And by quit talking I mean we spent 2 hours texting back and forth. He was finding excuses for me not to be interested. How because of his work schedule, he wouldn't be asking me again anytime soon.

After a little while, we spoke on the phone. He started saying things like "I don't want pity. And you're only talking to me because of what happened to your ex. You couldn't save him blah blah blah." What happened to my ex, you ask? That's a story for a different day. But he couldn't be more wrong. I enjoy talking to this person. Even when he's depressed and mopey, he can put a smile on my face. So do I hope he asks me out again? Yes. Do I think he will? Well..after our later conversations, I think maybe it's a possibility. But I won't get my hopes up; that only leads to disappointment.