y tu mama tambien

Bones sinking like stones
All that we fought for
Homes places we've grown
All of us are done for

And we live in a beautiful world
Yeah we do, yeah we do
We live in a beautiful world

Cause everybody here has somebody to lean on.

So lately...
I don't know what is up with me. First off...
I was SO excited when I got the job at Epworth. I mean, ex tactic. Paul was with me when I got the call and he just stared at me like "wow, you are so excited"
And I was. And now... not so much.
I love the residents but I come to work everyday and when I wake up in the morning I think to myself "Why should I even go to work?" For what? To get trash talked? To have my boss talk shit about me and everyone else that works there?
To hear everybody whine about their job?
It's completely ridiculous.

*Do you believe
In what you see
Motionless wheel
Nothing is real
Wasting my time*

I can't believe that my job has such a huge effect on my outlook of my day. I can go from 10 to 0 in a matter of minutes.
Next subject.

The weather has been pretty insane lately. But I love it. I hate sunny warm days. I like when there's no sun, dark heavy clouds and rain. It's just so much more amazing.
LIST
Little Big Planet
Macbook
Subway


I stayed the night with Nick a few nights ago we watched 2 fast 2 furious and his mom made us breakfast at midnight. I had to keep stealing the covers back from him.
Then we woke up super early cause he had class and I had work. When I got home i tried so hard to get ready for work and not lay back down and go to sleep. Otherwise I would have been late.
-I don't want you thinking I'm unhappy even though I desperately am. Too close to the truth-
I just don't think I'll ever get over you.

I wish that I could write so much more but I just can't. I can't bring myself to let go and just write. It's really irritating.
Blue Eyes by Cary Brothers
It is an absolutely amazing song.

dAnCiNg iN tHe rAiN

I took these with my phone in the parking lot at work... I wish I had my actual camera..
It was gorgeous.
I slow danced in the rain with my best friend while it was raining in the parking lot at work.

fuck me stupid. wtf. i have a headache.

Rain is amazing.
Strippers are funny.
Work is getting irritating.
Haha. Nevermind.
I love my new ring.
I got a new purple glitter nail polish.
Acceptance.
You’re the only one I would take a shot on.
So contagious.
Could this be out of line? To say you’re the only one.
I got an apple pie smashed in my face at work today cause tiffany thought it would be funny.
It was kind of funny.
But then it was funnier because she slipped on the apples.
Bahaha!
Orgy.
Iced caramel coffee is the shit.
Houston was wonderful.
I couldn’t get a hold of Kevin.
Breathe me.
Toke.
Help, I have don’t it again.
I have been here many times before. Hurt myself again today.
And the worst part is there’s no one else to blame.
Resident evil 5 was amazing. I love you Benjammen.
Jurassic park!
Chicken nuggets.
Duck dodgers!
Guitar. Guitar. Guitar.
Ew. Tomorrow is Saturday.
Sweater.
Feelin’ on your butt what?
You’ve officially been chopped and skrewed.

my new books

i finally got some new books! i'm so excited!
here they are...

wish you were here

alcohol is a manipulative bitch, if she was a person, i think she would be a telemarketer or a used car saleswoman, the type of woman to persuade you to do just about anything.
ugh, completely irrational...
6 things that i like
. painting/drawing
. thunderstorms/rain
. holding hands
. music
. listening to people and the stories they have to tell
. reading

6 things that i dislike
. spiders
. forces of society
. conceited people (people that think they're better than everyone else)
. reality tv
. girls that speak in a high pitched tone of fake enthusiasm
. conservatives/squares (not the shape, people)

LIVE A LITTLE!
-am i not yours? by cursive

*there was a band playing in my head and i felt like getting high*
i didn't invent the rain, i just own the best umbrella.
-almost famous- amazing.

lately i have noticed that a lot of things have been really irritating.
i can get so mad easily. i hate that. because that is not the type of person that i am. and i know why i get like that. it's only at work. i'm not trying to be mean but the people that i work with a rude and negative. they are always bitching about something. they bitch about the job they have to do.
and im just like what the fuck? ITS YOUR JOB.
it's just so irritating. it's never quiet, people are arguing and bitching all the time. it's like a big joke to them.
it's to the point that i get to work, put in my headphones and ignore everyone until the residents get there.
the only one's that i like are cherelle, tiffany, renee and ryane. cherelle and tiffany are waiters with me, renee works in the kitchen and ryane is the host.
if corporate was to come in, more that 90% of the people would probablly get fired for sexual harassment. including both of my bosses. ha. lame.
there was someone outside my window yelling my name.. weird.
so much for that roadtrip... ...
ah, there are so many books that i want to buy i have like a new updated list. i think me and benjammen might go to barnes and noble tomorrow.
after me and my mom go shopping and then go to a picnic with my sister at the park.

fun!
i'm excited.

p.s. I really hate when something looks good but tastes bad, the album art is amazing but the music is lame, when something looks weird but tastes good.

I guess food is just weird. Ha.

I don’t like tying my shoes. People always point that out. They’re just like “hey, you know your shoes are untied right?” uhm, why yes I am fully aware of that. I left them like that when I put them on and neglected to tie them.

All of my family kind of teases me because of the way I dress. I am known for my crazy way of dressing. Like tons of bracelets, rings and earrings. Tutu’s with skinny jeans and a pair of vans with a david bowie t-shirt and un matching hoop earrings with bright purple eye shadow. My aunt is always like “that looks like a dana purse, a dana shirt, dana shoes..” kind of like referring that it looks like its something that I would wear.

Light speed by matt and kim <3>

-I play center field for the home team, you might not see me from the nosebleeds-

-I wondered how fast is light speed-

LOOK AT ME NOW, LOOK AT ME NOW.

-it brings me down- -it falls on me-

you know you know...

a tree that i took a picture of
on my smoke break at work

my new hello kitty watch!

this is my bestfriend anthony.

if it makes you happy then why the hell are you so sad?
-good song.
Reminds me of this girl…
Katrina Phillips AKA Top Notch Hoe KP, Trina or as I called her… KP.
She was possibly the most unpredictable and remarkable girl I have ever met in my life.
And I miss her very much.
We used to work and live together and everyday after work we would get in the car, sit for a minute and decide whether or not one of us had a bad day. And if either one of our answers was yes…
We would find a certain CD, certain song. Push pause, light a cigarette and then hit play with all the windows down and heater on full blast.
And when the song started we would yell to the lyrics. And we usually had a candle in the cup holder lit.
It always made us feel so much better.
It was unimaginable.
The way we could make each other feel better.
Like how I am one of the very few people that can make Ashlee smile and even laugh when she is in the worst of moods. Even if she is crying.
I love her so much, nobody even understands.
My sister Cori gave me a watch and it is pretty rad. I love it sooooo much. It is the coolest watch in the world. It’s hello kitty.

***when I get all worked up with these feelings, and I don’t even know exactly how it is, that we could be so mad that we consider not to exist.***

-one headlight by the wallflowers [good song]
-I am colour blind, coffee black and egg white. Pull me out from inside. I am ready I am ready I am ready I am…
Taffy stuck and tongue tied. Stutter shook and uptight.
No one gets to come in.-
I want to never be ashamed of who I am. There’s no reason to.
To ALWAYS keep other people secrets. Pinky promise.

Time passes, even when it seems impossible, even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise, it passes unevenly in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.

I’m in the object of your ridicule.
-I’m not the kind of girl you take home.-
-Because we’ll pretend that it meant so much more.-
So do what you love and fuck the rest.
Do you know what its like to watch the one you love, love someone else?
-what sex the person you happen to love is irrelevant. Since the premise of god ‘made’ people, genetic quirks must also be made by god.
Personal freedom.-
Smile for the camera sweetheart I really want to immortalize the moment.

I know this might be random..
But this part is about Anthony. Mi amor. I love him.
I mean we hung out the other day… and seriously it was amazing. Breathtaking. Exhilarating. Fun. Memorable.
I mean we talked about some serious kind of things. I could tell he was down about something. So I made him sit with me and talk.
I just love how we are so comfortable with each other. I mean we can talk about anything, and that makes me so happy.
When me and him dated when I was younger. I thought it was so cool. I mean I like him so much and I really don’t know what happened between us.. I wish we would have never drifted apart for that year.
This boy… I wish I could find the words to describe how important he is to me. I mean, he took me home last night and we sat on my porch outside for a while and I let him read some of this blog. I’ve never let anybody really read this. None of my friends know I have this except now Benjammen and Anthony.
But it started to get cold so we went and sat in the car.
I sat in his lap facing him and we just talked.
I don’t know why I sat there but it’s just comfortable with him.
It was super amazing.
Me and him have been through so much shit but it’s like we love each other.
I honestly wish that I could describe what’s between us but there are no words to describe us. It would do it justice.
I know a lot of people dislike him. But people always have their damn opinion and I don’t care.
Because I know him better than anyone. I dislike when people judge.
He is a sweetheart. He’s amazing and I don’t think he has any idea.
I know he struggles with a few things but I know that he can do anything he puts his mind to. I have no doubts in him. I know he can do anything. He just needs to straighten up and realize what’s really important to him. I wish I could describe how he makes me feel…
We kissed. He made me a bracelet that says
“ant luvs you” I wear it everyday. Even though my boss tells me everyday I’m not allowed to wear jewelry…
He is just that one person that I can and will never forget.
I love him. He loves me.
It’s a phenomenal feeling.
… but I could go on forever about him…

Today when I was at break at work Cherelle, Tiffany and I went to the very back to smoke. And the weather was amazing outside. it was very chill just talking, laughing and smoking. And just playing music. But my tables today were irritating. I had one lady stop me after dinner and she told me this
“Sweetheart, if any of the residents ever say rude comments to you, just know they are probably saying them out of jealousy. So pay them no mind and keep on with your day. You are an amazing waitress. And you’re very kind. Don’t forget that”
It was very sweet. It made my day. =]
I barely hit 72 hours so I’m going to go in on the day that I’m off and get over 80. ha-ha. Shhh…
i no creo que nadie se siente el camino que hago sobre usted ahora.

My Life Soundtrack

Soundtrack to your life Today at 9:19pm 1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc) 2. Put it on shuffle 3. Press play 4. For the first question, type the song that's playing 5. When you go to a new question, press the next button TWICE 6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool... just type it in man!

IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE

1. Opening Credits:Mad World by Gary Jules.
2. Waking Up:Strange and Beautiful by Aqualung.
3. First Day at School:Knockin’ Pictures Off the Wall by Yungstar.
4. Falling in Love:Hey It’s Your Funeral Mama by Alexisonfire.
5. Losing Virginity:So Here We Are by Bloc Party.
6. Fight Song:Pressure Suit by Aqualung.
7. Breaking Up:Lost by Gorilla Zoe.
8. Prom:Lipstick Tourniquets by Vendetta Red.
9. Life:Never Knew by The Rocket Summer.
10. Mental Breakdown:Obscecion by Aventura.
11. Driving:Stars and Boulevards by Augustana.
12. Flashback:Colour Blind by Counting Crows.
13. Getting Back Together:Hurricane Waters by Citizen Cope.
14. Wedding:If It Makes You Happy by Sheryl Crow.
15. Birth of Child:Movie Stars and Supermodels by The Rocket Summer.
16. Final Battle:Three Seed by Silversun Pickups.
17. Death Scene:Little Girls Pointing and Laughing by Alexisonfire.
18. Funeral Song:Polaroid’s of Polar Bears by Alexisonfire.
19. End Credits:Hand Clap by Hurricane Chris.

Water for 10 dollars or more? We'll shove it down your throat for free.

I love how a certain song can make you think about something. Like everything can just click.
I don’t like light... like inside.
I prefer night time.
God Paul Walker is fucking hot.
I will never forget that the song “Vultures” by John Mayer was playing on Valentine’s Day when Benjammen took me out. It was the sweetest thing ever.
I hate condensation on the outside of a cup. It freaks me out. Like the liquid part is supposed to be inside the cup, not on the outside…
I’ve been talking to Anthony lately... I really do miss him.
But not like that…
But in the way that he is my best friend and how he gets what I mean. I can say anything to him and he laughs. He thinks I’m cute.
And it’s the greatest feeling in the world.

You know what I love doing? Sitting in a crowded room, lobby, cafeteria or class and have your headphones in playing music.
When you listen to a certain song and kind of watch the people that are around you it’s like a whole new feeling, it’s like super cool.
Almost like you could maybe understand how they live their lives.
How one song could fit someone, but not another person?
I like how you can watch people but not to the point where it’s creepy.
I want to watch people, see how they dress. You can really tell a lot from a person by appearance. Like I wonder what he does when he’s not at work or school? Is he less mature?
It’s weird to watch a couple. Like to find out if they’re dating, or what they see in each other.
I just think it would be really cool if I could observe human nature without being noticed…
I want to know why people do the things they do. Why they act the way they do. For show? Or because that is just the way that they are.
How can you tell if someone is really happy?
Or would you be able to tell if someone was completely miserable?
How can you tell if someone is fake? In some cases it’s completely obvious. Sometimes I like watching people that are way too confident.
Like a crash and burn.
Don’t get me wrong it’s good to have confidence but too much?
I’ve always been the type of person who hates to sit or be alone. Unless I have something productive to do. I mean like right now I’m by myself sitting at a table in the lobby of the College of OU Pharmacy… with my laptop, notebook and music. And that is fine with me because I’m busy and I’m not worried what is going on except for which letter my fingers are going to type next, what word or sentence is going to come into my mind next for me to write.
I want to understand the human mind. I want to learn so much.
Well informed.
And Spanish music is beautiful. Que Lio.

Que problema caballeroen el que me encuentro yo,decía Ramón Puntillacuando su mamá llamó.Tengo un pollo sabrositocon el que me quiero casarme,pero acaban de informarmeque no, que no me puedo casarporque es novia de mi amigoy eso sí da que pensar.

I really envy the way musicians can be able to subject their feeling to the public. I love how they could word something into such beautiful songs. To kind of make it to where you kind of have and idea as to what they are talking about. But not really…
How they can make something so simple, so beautiful.
They are letting people in on all of their life secrets, things that they might not want people to know. But they way that they can emphasize certain things to really make you understand how they were feeling at the exact moment that they wrote it.
I love alexisonfire.
Sometimes I get too hyped up that I can’t concentrate on writing.
I like that. But I also hate it.
But my most favorite thing about writing is that you can feel like you have nothing to talk about, and then you hit one subject and it just all comes to you at once. Like right now I just typed all of this in 10 minutes because my mind is stuck on one thing and I was to get it on print.
I was there was something that could record things in my mind.
Every detail. Because that would be amazing.
But maybe some things aren’t meant for humans to understand, maybe we should only understand the things that we can control.
I sometimes wonder what are purpose is here. Are we meant for something else? Is this really why we were put here? Just to live a life? Or is there a bigger picture that we are all missing.
I bet it’s the most obvious things too.
Something that has crossed all of our minds but we just never put it together.
I would like to know.
When you look at someone and they are not speaking.. and the just have a black stare on their face… I want to know what is going through their mind. What they thing about. How they really feel about the person they are having coffee or lunch with.
How do people bond with certain people but not others?
I love people who are well informed.
people who know what they are fighting for.
I’m not going to explain that last sentence that is for me to know.
There are certain things that you can believe but to an extent you can just fight for one cause.
There are so many causes.
I mean for example. To be for peace. But to carry a gun because you live in an unsafe neighborhood.
Is that taking back on everything that you believe?
Or that you can believe in more that one thing at once?
Even if they are opposite of eachother.
Like the quote bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity…
It makes sense.
But there are a lot of things that need to be changed in the world.
Maybe we all take it for granted...

i hate paul. i hate that i trusted him.

Ddddddddddddaaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnn…
I am at work. On my break and I feel like complete shit... for real.
I have my little laptop and I’m listening to Bun B.
I had to wait on the table with all of the Epworth bosses at it. And I was kind of nervous. Only because it was 5 people above me with the capability of firing me.
But afterwards my boss congratulated me and said that I got good comments from everyone. They said that I was the best server that they had even though I just started a week ago.
Ha, sweet.
-money on my mind. get money. fuck bitches-
*conversation goes*
He wanted someone else.
I need a day to think about this.
I don’t know if I want to be with you.
I CALL FUCKING BULLSHIT.
YOU WERE SEEING SOMEONE ELSE YOU BASTARD.
And I believed you when you said you would never leave me.
I trusted you and you cheated on me.

I don’t want to talk about this anymore.

I want I want I want I want I want I want…
To be happy.
I don’t want to be alone.
Tomorrow is Monday.
Big reminder of how much I suck.
I’ve noticed that all of my old posts are fun and goofy.
I’ve noticed that all of my new posts are sad and depressing.

Wow. My old best friend that I’ve known since kindergarten... just asked to be my friend on Facebook... We got in a fight sophomore year and have never talked since… that’s weird.

Anyways… I’m off tomorrow..
I drank a strawberry crush soda out of one of those glass bottles. I’m going to keep the bottle and put flowers in it.
I made Paul 2 really cute valentines cards.. and I never got to give them to him.. they were the coolest cards that I have ever made.
Mad World by Gary Jules
Three Seed by Silversun Pickups
I fall asleep every night with both of my arms around the teddy bear that Benjammen gave me… It’s just cute. Makes me happy.
Ha, William Stockwell is probably one of the craziest/coolest guys I have ever met. He is so insane and everywhere. Physically and mentally. I just love to listen to him talk.
I love listening to anyone talk. Except for people who are douche bags and have annoying personalities.
And damn I need to wear something on my hands at work because I forgot how hot the plates are and how they burn my fingertips. Plus old people are super slow so I have to hold a burning hot plate while they move over they’re silverware and coffee cups.
Like for real? Hurry the fuck up! Ha-ha.
I really feel like painting.
Or just watching a good movie early in the morning when its still kind of dark outside with my blanket and a cup of coffee.
I always get really bad headaches when I cry.
that just comes to mind..
Ugh. Aspirations.
And sometimes I wish that I could stop writing the way I think.
All this random bullshit
I want to open an art gallery.
I hope that Ashlee is okay.. I miss her, and I hope everything turns out okay for her…