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i hate those mice from babe!
04.30.05 (7:41 pm)   [edit]
So Im having a totally completely pathetic day today. It consisted of waking up late, getting ready, sleeping for another 2 hours, going to walmart to see if I could make a list of the food I would be consuming in a month and figuring the cost. I did. Took me almost 3 hours. Just to find that my guess was right to begin with. I was less than 10 dollars off. Im not tired since I did nothing but sleep. However my dad is watching tv downstairs and I dont feel like being social with him right now, and mom and Krista are at the church at a alternative prom lock in (the only words that come to mind are "shoot me") so that leaves me upstairs on the computer.
Im having a really lonely day today which is pretty much the reason for sleeping nonstop. Im feeling poor and lonely, yuck, not a good combo. I keep hearing that song that sounds like the mice from Babe. Ya know, the one that goes "Lonely... Im so lonely... got nobody of my own". Damn rats. I need a hug. Actually I need a guy to wrap his arms around me, kiss my lips sofly, whisper that he cares about me and then lay down with me and let me fall asleep in his arms (I have one in mind). I think when it boils down to it Im not so much needing someone to be with me, but I need to feel safe and loved and cared about. I need some security right now with this whole moving and living on my own. Its gonna be hard. Im living on like 125 bucks a week after bills (not including food). Some severe budgeting is gonna be coming into play here and, I dont know, I guess I need to feel protected in some way. Im the kind of girl I love doing things for the person Im with to show I care and all I ask in return is to protect me, provide for me, and show that you love me.
So since Im so lonely and it may get worse after I move, I did a stupid thing and did a search of guys in Dayton. I dont even WANT to go find someone to date, I just wanted to see what kind of people were around there. I was appalled at the number of nasty guys. I think myspace is where all the nerds and losers who cant make friends go or something. I was really surprised at all the fishing through grossness I had to do to find a few cute ones. The ones that were decent looking normally knew it and therefore were trashy average guys: hang out at bars, solicite women, make disgusting references, speak of nothing but how big their dick is and how much they can drink, have 10 pictures all with either a beer in one hand or a girl on top of them (sometimes both). So skipped them. Then there were those who had f this and f that slathered all over their page. Now I really dont mind cursing at all, but come on! Dont you have any other vocabulary?! There were a couple decent looking creative artsy kind of guys, then you scroll down and they all had kids! Im serious, like 3 of them did! 22 year old guys with 4 year old kids! Obviously creative minds dont like to use protection or something. So I surrendered. I found a couple guys to make fun of but none Id like to speak to much less get to know. thus deepening the lonliness factor. I have really shitty luck. Only person Im attracted to is half a day away. I bet God is laughing right now.
For the first time in my life I feel like getting into a drunken stupor to I can sleep.
 
in the hole
04.23.05 (2:40 pm)   [edit]
So I had another huge laugh today. One of those play on words kinda things that are just so so funny sometimes. To set the stage just let me tell you that my parents are as against premaritial sex as you can possibly be. If they you were are sleeping with, thinking about, or getting anywhere near being too physical with a guy you are pretty much banned from being alone with him anywhere. My sister is 15 and her boyfriend, Brandon "Smurf", spent the night at our house last night b/c they got home late. They slept in seperate rooms of course. Here is the funny part:
Me: "Why did I never get to have a guy spend the night?"
Krista: "Steve stayed here and you spent the night with him tons of times"
Me: "How old was I?"
Mom: "Almost 20, but think about the guy you were dating when you were 15. We never got a chance to trust him"
Me: "True"
Mom: "Right from the start he was pretty much in the hole"

And at those last 3 words I started crying laughing which lead to being assailed by pens for having such a dirty mind. Oh my, my family must hate me lol!!! Such the bad child hehehe!
 
random stupidity
04.22.05 (5:13 pm)   [edit]
How can anyone say that a dog is not as smart as humans? I think in some form they are smarter! Can people figure out what dogs are saying? No. But yet a dog can learn how to understand a humans form of communication based on sound and can do infite amounts of reactions to them. I believe that makes us the lesser creature.

I saw a roadkill goose today. Its a first!

I think an alternate reality moved into the ENT office today cuz there wasnt anyone who didnt go psycho.

For some reason an image popped into my head from when I was 8 on my birthday of my mother crying on the floor in the bathroom. I have no idea why I remembered that or thought about it.

I still cant get used to the idea that I will spend 45 hours a week with the same people.... I have to get to know 11 people very well!!! I dont know if I can handle the responsibility lol
 
what is this trying to say?
04.13.05 (7:24 pm)   [edit]
I think this is one of the sweetest songs ever written however there are very few songs that can pull off the sweet factor and still make the guy out to be a flakey morbid pedophile. Just my thoughts though....
 
Dentists arent real doctors!
04.13.05 (3:24 pm)   [edit]
So I had a near death experience today. Scary as hell. I was thisclose to running away and changng my identity and living a hermit life somewhere in the mountains of Montana (I think they have mountains, if not that would have really foiled my plan). Wanna know what happened? I went to the mouth surgeon to schedule my wisdom teeth to be taken out. Yes I know, doesnt sound too cut throat but have you seen and heard what they do?!?! For some reason the thought had never crossed my mind that they would actually be cutting my mouth open, sticking needles in me, putting me to sleep like a dog after they drug me up (which that part sounds fun), breaking 4 of my "deeply impacted" teeth into several parts and chipping part of my jaw bone off (granted not a huge part but Ive become attached to every part of my body), removing the now 12 peices of teeth, putting stiches INSIDE my mouth. Neither did I think about being in a drug indused or pained state for 3 days, looking like a chipmunk, feeling the huge indents from where they removed things God obviously wanted there, having my jaw numb for 4 weeks to eternity, and having my birth control's effects altered. no no no NO! And did I mention that they wont do mine without putting me to sleep b/c they are so deeply impacted it would take a lot of work with weird machines and lots of needles...... that means an IV. Scariest two letters in the whole freakin alphabet! Im terrified of needles people. And you want to leave one in me for an hour and inject me with stuff that will send me into a baby coma?!?!? Yeah I think not! The idea of me going through with it was so perposterous I kept laughing! These people do not know my intolerance for foreign materials in my body or the removal of those things which have been with me for 19 or so years and are not begging to be removed. The stupid thing is I asked what will happen if I dont get them out and he goes "Well yours are so deep in the bone they wont come up and you dont pose a risk of infection or tumors. A lot of times older people come in with a cyst on their wisdom teeth, so when youre in your 70's they may cause you problems. Then again they may not. But you should get it done as soon as possible b/c the older you are the harder to heal". Ok, buddy, first off, Im one of the slowest healers. A "tiny" thing like that could put me out for a week (yes Im a baby, pamper me). Second, if they arent going to bother me for another 50 years, maybe Ill just wait until I retire and not have to take off of a job I just got hired at! And third, even if I wanted to, you cant schedule me until after I've moved. I personally dont want to be drugged up trying to make myself chicken soup (which would be a feat if I was in my right mind) and changing my bandages as blood runs down my chin (I remember taking care of the ex when he has his taken out. Scary sight. Sleeping with a line of crusted blood on his face, the smell of dried blood on his breath.... nasty!) alone! Nope I think I'll wait till Im good and married and use that as an excuse to be pampered for 3 days. Good plan Britt. That will save you several years at least! Mom offered to come stay with me and baby me up, but knowing that woman she'd come armed with camera, video camera, every wise crack ever made and a sharp memory to be used against me at every family gathering for the next 40 or so years. Marriage sounds nice. Yep, remind me then! For now my mouth is just as pretty as ever and will stay that way for as long as possible!
 
hair and rings
04.12.05 (8:17 pm)   [edit]

Oh yes, another good thing about today. I got lots of compliments on my hair! Never fails to make me uberly happy!


Two women who I'll soon be working with asked me if I had kids. I said "noooo". They said "Married?" Again "No". Then one said "Well we saw your ring and just assumed you were married". That would be the point of the ring gals! Make people think Im taken and keep those guys away! LOL! I think I have gone through all the good ones at my current location and now only the rejects are coming out of the woodwork. So the big bling bling did its work again. Love the power of jewelry!

 
My first big girl job
04.12.05 (6:48 pm)   [edit]
Its official. Im a big grown-up girl now. I got my first real 40 hour a week support yourself job!!!!! Im going to be working in a Ear, Nose, and Throat medical office basically doing front office work and assisting the doctors. Something that may not seem appealing to a lot of people but to me it sounds like heaven. All my anal retentive traits now have an outlet! I can file (which are color coordinated which made me way too happy) and do data entry and scheduling and followups and organizing! And you know the really awesome part? I know the reason why I went to school now. It was bothering me so bad thinking that I wasted 2 years and my parents money and a lot of time and energy, but now I see that if I didnt go to school I wouldnt have this perfect job. And it is the perfect job for me. Definitely not for everyone but it is for me. The first time I went to the area Im going to be living it was a bright light shines down and the heavenly chorus sings "ahhhhhhhh". When I opened the door to my apartment "ahhhhhhhhh". When I was driving to the office "ahhhhhhhhhh" and when I was sitting in the lobby waiting to see if I passed each section of the rigorous testing it was like "ahhhhhhhhh" again. So I knew this was it. And it is. But anyway, the woman who hired me really was interested in me b/c I had both worked in a pharmacy but most importantly b/c I have experience with deaf and hard of hearing children which she said they work alot with, hence the Ear section. They even have their own audiologist which I actually thought of doing but just too much school. But now I can work with one which could be even better than actually doing it. And I get to help people. In some way I am going to impact people and make an impression even in the smallest minute amount, I'm going to impact them. So all of it is just working out so perfectly. Faith does go a long way. Thank you God! OH, another way its working out so well is that it is about as close to my future home as possible. 2.2 miles and takes a whole 5 minutes to get there. You literally turn out of the apartments and then down one street and there you are at this great prostegious building that screams proffesional (obviously... its a medical building) which I love. Oh and the streets outside are lined with these flowering pear trees which are white and oh so so pretty! Which doesnt really mean anything or matter but Im just happy with the perfection of it all. And Im not sure whether this is a plus or minus but I get/have to wear one of the nursing smocks for my uniform. Dont know if I'll find that kinky or nasty... guess we'll see Thursday when I start. That is correct. Two days from now. They didnt waste any time. Only reason they waited that long is b/c I have a dentist appointment I cant miss. Its the consultation for taking out my wisdom teeth. yay. I dont know when I'll be able to take time off of work though to have teeth pulled out that are not even above the gum anymore. Yes anymore. They come and go. Im a freak of nature. But yeah, that was my day pretty much. Before that I had my first cry of the year. Dad's secretary's brother wrote a blog chronicling the last few weeks of his wife's life and it was by far the saddest thing I've ever heard. I rarely to never cry and this had me practically sobbing. Tears were rolling down my eyes b/c this wasnt just some story or movie. This was someone I've gone to Christmas parties with and the family of someone my dad really cares about. This was real life anguish and suffering plastered in front of my face. It was absolutely heart wrenching. So that was a fun start to the day, but it got better. Then tonight I went to law enforcement class and listened for 2 hours about the signs someone is a child molester (apparantly all my exes are prone suspects lol). I left after 2 hours. Decided I didnt need to find out that Im a child molester too (Im not, just saying it was a very inclusive study) so I went home. And here I am. Celebrating alone the achievement of my first job and getting ready to go to bed. Wish me luck Thursday!!!! Anyone who believes in prayer say a prayer that I do great and learn quickly. Theres a lot to take in. Im so excited!!!!
 
school is for fools
04.10.05 (7:47 am)   [edit]

Im having a difficult time convincing myself to finish school. After I didnt get hired by Community Services for the Deaf bc my "receptive" skills suck, it seems even more pointless than before. So what Ill have a little paper that says I have an associates degree? Im not using it. It got a letter yesterday saying that my application for graduation failed bc they moved the one freakin class I need back to fall, which is in the next school year, so now I cant even just walk through graduation. Not that I was going to anyway bc graduations are pointless wastes of 3 hours of your life. 3 hours that I could be sleeping or something else equally important. I also got my grade reports back saying that one class I have an incomplete in which Im assuming is bc I didnt do the 2 papers for the class but Im not really sure. So maybe I should call and see.... but its just so hard to convince myself I care! If it were my own money I'd be wasting I would say I dont care. Screw it and just go on and forget my 1 and 3/4 class I have left and my incomplete class. Who gives a damn. The answer though is my parents, and since they are ones who shelled out the 8 grand for me to go to college (yes I go to a very cheap school and the education I got from it shows just how cheap it is apparantly since I am the top 1% of my class and can not get hired for my major) I will finish. But I will not be happy about it!


Its hard to have faith when things dont work out the way you planned. Anyone ever notice how easy it is to be a good Christian or faithful person in general when everything is perfect and working out jsut how you want it? Then when hard times come along it unravels. Usually its the opposite for me. Usually difficult times make me more faithful, but this whole waiting for things to fall into place and trying to get it to the point where it can is suffocating me. It is literally exhausting. I almost wish I was one of those people who need a lot of money cuz at least then I would know I had to work toward something. But Im not. Im content with simple things as long as they are nice and clean. I dont need all the fancy things in life (obviously since Im not getting a house phone (just using my cell) and just using the free 13 channels from the apartments). Im happy just being able to support myself and live comfortably and most importantly the way that I want to to live, and I know that God will always provide for me so I dont have anything to worry about. But timing is crushing me. Guess Im just not good at being patient still. I dont think I ever will. Darn Cancer nature.

 
been a while
04.09.05 (7:56 pm)   [edit]

Im getting really tired of searching for a job. I know Im probably just a spoiled brat and Im used to getting things thrown at me, but enough is enough. How long does it take for normal people to find jobs? And Ive turned down two. Something inside me says that my standards are too high, but then I think, this is ME here, my standards are not gonna be lowered. I deserve the best I can get and Im not going to be a bus driver, VISA salesperson, or be gone from my house 3 weeks of the month (no offense to the busdrivers, VISA people or those workaholics.... I never rode the bus, my VISA is my worst enemy and nothing that ends in holic has ever brought much joy). So yeah, I cant wait to move but who knows how quickly that will happen since obviously Im not gonna be making a ton of money and I'd like to pay of my 2200 that I owe on my furniture still, but there is no chance that will happen as I am a compulsive spender when its not imperitive that I save my money.


I have to keep reminding myself why Im doing this anyway. In this I mean moving to Dayton. It seems I am the only person in the world who likes Dayton. Its there or Columbus and I loathe Columbus (sorry to you insanely obesse gay smokers who have overrun my city's capital but I dont want to be bombared by all that night and day). I keep reminding myself that everything (other than the job) has fallen into place. The area is exactly where I saw myself living, the apartment is the exact place I saw myself in, and even shit with NOT being able to get hired as an interpreter is turning out to be a blessing. In my heart I obviously didnt want to do it anyway... it was almost a relief when I couldnt pass all the sections of the test (completely due to my school's inability to provide inclusive education). It was like an excuse to NOT HAVE to do my major. Kinda like a rope was cut and I was set free from my burden. Maybe I sabotaged myself, who knows.


But anyway, so much has fallen into place that the job section HAS to! Why else would every other peice fit so perfectly and then I have to drive an hour to work? It wouldnt. So very soon Im going to find a great job that I love and pays at least decent and then I will move and start the next chapter of my life. And you know what, even though its not going to be easy, its going to be great because it is my life and I would never live a life that is anything short of what I had dreamed for myself.