Mr. Merkl took this the night we wrote the obituary. The look on my face pretty much sums it up; I’ve got a lot on my shoulders since Dad died, and I don’t know how to deal with it. BUT…
I will deal with it, and be stronger in the end.
Fanboy
MTV TrueLife “I’m a Fanboy” is so tragic….
and also pretty hilarious.
When I was a little girl and Power Rangers was all the rave, everyone played “I wanna’ be a Power Ranger” and I thought they were all dumb because I never watched that ridiculous show. However, I still wanted to be included in my classmates dumb playground game because HEY, what seven year old wants to be left out – (that’s sad) – ???
I never got to play. And now I am thankful. I remember watching all of the girls fighting over who would be the pink ranger.
Fanboy…you are awesome.
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Fifi Hates Me
“Fifi” = my car…and she is very unhappy with me, and guess what?
I DON’T CARE. That bitch. I just paid $180 for a new alternator and the hooker decided that her battery is dead, which is totally unacceptable. NOW I have to buy a new battery.
Fifi is needy…
Now I have to walk to school at 7:00 AM in Antarctica – yuck!
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On hold…
“Then I thought about boxing and what my father had taught me about it. To tighten your fists hard. To strike out straight from the shoulder and never punch backing up. How to cut a punch by snapping your fist inwards, how to carry your chin low, and to step toward a man when he is falling so you can hit him again. And most important, to keep your eyes open when you are hitting in the face and causing damage, because you need to see what you’re doing to encourage yourself, and because it is when you close your eyes that you stop hitting and get hurt badly. ‘Fly all over your man, Les,’ my father said. ‘When you see your chance, fly on him and hit him till he falls.’ That, I thought, would always be my attitude in things.” (Richard Ford, from Vintage Ford “Communist”)
posts have been put on hold over the holidays. I have to say…2009 = probably the worst year of all time for me. However, 2010 marks a new year and a new decade…
What I will do in the new year:
sell some paintings, travel everywhere i want to go (no matter how much it costs – i’ll take out a loan), make all A’s again, kill a deer for Dad and Julia (even though I don’t know ANYTHING about hunting!), build a tree house, see more people, do more, love more, work harder, go fishing more often…list goes on…
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Imaginary Needles
pain that is not prepared for.
he couldn’t sing…and we made fun of him…but he loved – everything in life – so much…
he really couldn’t sing when he was drunk…but he sang with all his heart 
I love you daddy.
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FREE
OH MY GOD! I LOVE this rain (except when I’m walking in it)
What am I going to do with all of my free time after my last exam (tomorrow)?
Play the new super mario bros. for WII because I bought it today and it rocks my world. And…paint. Hopefully paint something I actually LIKE and sell it in the bagel for the big bucks.
So, leave me some comments here people: why should there be/not be a female president? I’m trying to prepare for my final essay tomorrow. Need some tips.
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WHAT!
WHAT is with these random websites posting comments on here? It’s annoying.
WHAT is with getting sick from staying up too many days in a row trying to get projects/studying for finals done?
WHAT…whatever. I’m so over it. Only one exam left, and then Santa comes to town!
WHAT happened to my frequent posts? Well…I’ve been busy. I’ll write something stimulating once I get over this terrible cold and recover from exam week.
note: (something that should be posted in my bitter ramblings of the story of the bagel) why do you go to a restaurant 30 mins after they close? why do you stay and read books while the staff sits around waiting for you to leave, and not to mention we’re all drinking beer? ISN’T IT OBVIOUS: WE’RE CLOSED!?
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The Greatest Celebration
She walked home drearily, sleep deprived from working on all of the projects she had due. Somedays the weather is on her side when she walks – there are only a few clouds in the sky, the temperature is moderate, and the wind blows the hair out of her face; today was not one of those days. The cold, cloudy November day made her think about loss…the loss of time, of people, and of brighter days. But then she remembered something! It was the end of the day, the day that everything was due. How could she be sad at a time like this? And then, someone found her walking and, to her relief, gave her a ride home. When she arrived to her dirty apartment – every kind of art supply one can imagine was strewn across the furniture and poured over onto the floor – she knew only one thing: it was time for a celebration.
Apparently, a one person celebration since everyone else was busy doing their own projects and papers. “Not I,” she said with a slight hint of pride. She then began the one person party. It consisted of drinking beer, watching crappy movies, posting strange stories on her blog, listening to old records, cooking in the nude, and being happy for all of the wonderful things she had/has in her life. It was (IS) the greatest celebration ever.
(NOTE: you should do something in the nude everyday…it makes life better and more fun)
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Message to City Bagel customers
November 13-15. Location: Starkville, Mississippi. Event: Mississippi State vs. Alabama football game at Davis Wade Stadium. Details: “Oh my god! Let’s spend some money! [walking to the msu vs. alabama game via University Drive] Hey look…there’s a bagel cafe! I need to eat!”
#1: I care about getting your food out to you, and getting it out to you the way you want it, but I have been making sandwiches for 7 hours. I am tired and pissed off and your complaints do not matter to me. (at least, the dumb complaints) examples: (see #2 -5)
#2: If you waited in line for 30 minutes just to place your order, you have no concept of time. I don’t care that your food is not ready yet because I have a stack of tickets 2 miles high and you placed your order 2 minutes ago.
#3: Coffee nazis, beware. I will put your coffee out watered down and with grains in it if you stand there and tell me there isn’t any coffee. I KNOW there isn’t, because I’ve been desperately trying to get some for the past 5 hours, and you keep drinking all of it. Trust me here, I need it more then you. What time did you get up? 15 minutes ago? Oh, I’m sorry…you are lazy, because I’ve been up since before sunrise so stick that in your coffee cup and drink that shit up because I HATE YOU. (I don’t really, but, I haven’t had my coffee yet and I’m grumpy)
#4: Don’t look at me like I’m a dumbass when I ask you what you want on your sandwich. I’m just doing my job.
#5: Consider yourself lucky. At least you have the weekend off to enjoy the game.
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…essay hell
I like writing…I don’t even mind writing essays for class – most of the time. I hate the essay I have to write now. Literally, right now. I’m procrastinating by making this post…here is my angry face:
okay. I guess I got it out of my system.
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