A Whole Plate of Br0co1ii

So Much For Writing More

Thu, 19 Mar 2009 18:12:59 GMT

Since my last post lots has happened. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to share about it since I moved back in with my parents. Technically, they have internet, but it's dial-up. I'm sure you will agree that it's not worth even trying to use that.
Also, I ended my screwed up "thing" with that guy, who thru no fault of his own got caught up in my craziness. I got myself a boyfriend too. So that is good news. Bad news... I don't work at AT&T anymore. Not that I cared much for that job, but I did care about the money that resulted from me working there. Now I only work at Regis, which don't get me wrong.... I love it there. The problem is that it is minimum wage plus tips. This is causing me to be pretty much screwed when it comes to money. My job today is to create a budget. My student loans are coming due in July, and I need to be able to take care of them. I am at Starbucks right now, enjoying the internet, and currently trying to figure out how to get gas so I can get home. It's only a 30 minute drive. I don't need too much gas I guess.
So yeah... Living with my parents again. Soooo much fun. It's out in the middle of nowhere, so I have to drive forever to get anywhere. Plus, when I want to hang out with the bf, I have to plan in advance and make sure I have a bag packed and with me at all times, cuz I don't want to drive all the way to my house from work (30 mins), just to turn around and drive back, past work and keep going for another 15 minutes. It's ridiculous. Or as he would say...Ridonkulus. (Stoopid, I know.) So that has become my life. At one time I was very carefree and somewhat spontaneous, but now I have to plan, plan, plan. It's weird.

Blah Blah Blah

Wed, 04 Feb 2009 04:35:16 GMT

I've heard it all before. Same ol' story. And now with "He's Just Not That Into You" coming out Friday, and Valentines Day next week, it all just makes it harder to bear. My quest to become the best is only making me feel more worthless. Moving back in with my parents doesn't help either. Gaining weight instead of losing it sucks too. I'm just in a funk right now. Nothing serious. I know I'll get over all of this self-pity shit soon enough, but for right now I'm freaking out.

It doesn't help that I started to have feelings for my one night stand(s) and now my all-or-nothing personality is making me push him away instead of letting him in. So now I'm just as confused as ever and I don't know how to fix myself this time. So... I'm gonna take some Benadryl, slip into a deep sleep and hope that tomorrow is better. I have to work at Regis, and I actually like working there, so at least I have that going for me.

It's a nice day for a white wedding...

Thu, 01 Jan 2009 03:14:14 GMT

It's a nice day to start again.
I'm not really sure how New Year's Resolutions came to be, and I don't care enough to research it, but I like the idea. I never really made such promises to myself. Usually if I wanted to change something, I didn't save it up for January 1st. Like quitting smoking (9/5/02) or job hunting, or going back to school for various reasons. I just do it. This year feels different though. A lot has changed for me recently, and it seems to be at the point now, that I need to change a few things on my own. It just happens to fall at the time that we all have to remember to write/type '09 instead of '08.

I want to get back into writing again. The trouble is, I'm not sure that people really care about what I have to say. Sometimes I don't care about what I have to say. How would I be able to convince people to read my stuff? Maybe I only want to write because I've been watching Sex and the City, and I want to be Carrie. Hell, I want to be blonde because I watched too many Christina Aguilera music videos in one day. Maybe I'll watch Zoolander for a week straight and want to be a male model. Who knows? What I do know, is that I need to change things. I need to find me again. If that means being a few other people along the way, then so be it. 2009 will be the year of many Becki's.

I will start off my year by changing one thing a week. Eventually, the novelty will wear off, and I will retreat to my old ways, but at least January will be fun. My first week will be to watch less TV. Since we currently only have rabbit ears, this will be easier than many people think. I will try to limit myself mostly to news programs, but we all know that when Seinfeld comes on at 10 every night, I will plop down and enjoy the 30 minutes of wasted time. We shall see how this goes.

As the weeks go by, I will find new ways to improve myself. With all my TV free time now, I'm sure I will have plenty of things to dwell on that need to be "fixed."

I'm back again :)

Tue, 16 Dec 2008 02:17:42 GMT

My internet was gone because of the Big Move 2008. I have it back now, but oddly enough, I am typing this from work... not home. Work has been long lately. Mall hours are extended due to the holidays, meaning my hours are extended. No one is buying cell phones though. I am not sure if it is due to the poor economy or what, but the numbers when compared to last year are scary. I am probably in violation of some company policy by saying this, but it's really bad. I can only hope that a salon job has some security in it, or I'm in really big trouble. People need haircuts right? Or will this be another thing that gets sacrificed in the name of frugality? I'm all for penny pinching, but people... I beg of you... do not cut your own hair! Times can never be that bad that you cannot find someone to cut it for you at a reasonable cost. (Now that I think of it... was that weird asymmetrical look born out of the last recession?) You're not cool enough to bring it back. Trust me!

PMS

Mon, 17 Nov 2008 23:38:52 GMT

I have recently begun experiencing PMS again after almost ten years of hormonally altering myself so that I would not have to endure it. I am only doing it as an experiment to see if my migraines go away. So far though, it doesn't seem to be doing anything except make me want Mighty Taco and chocolate. And salty stuff. And soup. And water. (I hate water.) We'll see what is to come of this, but my gut feeling is that I will become homicidal again and go back to how things were.

Moving... Again!

Mon, 17 Nov 2008 23:35:15 GMT

So I'm moving again. There's something about moving my permanent residence 4 times in 5 years that is kind of refreshing, yet sad. And since this move is not permanent by any means, I can rest assured that I will be doing this again in the near future.

Once again, my stuff is going into boxes. The boxes are piling up. The cats are investigating the boxes. The smell of packing tape is making me sick. Or is it the un-burying of memories that I had tucked away so carefully that is making me sick. It's hard to tell. I just know that I will be making a swift trip to the salvation army with a carload of over sized stuffed animals that will hopefully make some child very happy at Christmastime, as they had once brought me joy. Some clothing that is too small will also accompany them on their journey to a new home, as I have no room or want for them anymore.

I have come to the conclusion that I have too much stuff, and as I put things into their temporary brown cubes, I dispose of quite a few things as well. Every time I move I think about how nice it would be to not want stuff. To be simplistic and just enjoy what I have. If for no other reason than to just make moving easier the next time. I think that I could be so much happier if I wasn't driven by a want for "stuff." Maybe during my regular night-time meditations I should add in a short mantra about being so grateful for what I have that I cannot imagine life with any more stuff. I was able to quit smoking by reciting silent mantras about how good boys don't like smokers, and smokers are ugly, and smokers this, and smokers that. Maybe I can quit getting stuff too.

Return of the Opposite Girl (Hopefully)

Fri, 07 Nov 2008 01:41:05 GMT

So I wrote about Heather on 10/21 and how we have opposite lives these days. Well she found out that she's pregnant! Yay! Seriously. This means that I am not. Which is good because of my discovery a few weeks ago. Whew! So at least the opposite factor is working in my favor. (Unless we are dealing with emotional opposition... which means I should start to worry again... I think for now I will just go with being happy for Heather and myself.)

Dreams

Fri, 31 Oct 2008 17:25:45 GMT

I have been having some pretty crazy dreams lately, as I mentioned in a previous post. I was recently a clown, at a Halloween party in Chicago. That was fun. But the most recent dream was about a Jackyl running around my neighborhood causing a great deal of terror... First of all, I was good friend with the Fresh Prince of Bel Air. He was trying to hook me up with his butler, who I happened to be madly in love with. Unfortunately, the Jackyl murdered the butler and cut him into tiny pieces with some sort of carving tool. (One mainly for pumpkins I believe.) This was pretty awful as far as dreams go, but THEN... my cat Reggie got out and the Jackyl ate him. This Jackyl was scary too. It was basically just a very dark looking monster. It was kind of like a cardboard cut-out that moved back and forth. Very scary in my dream, but looking back, I could have probably kicked its ass. I work up completely confused. At least this one took place at home, not Chicago.

Also... since I'm on the subject of sleep... I woke up to an alarm clock at 2:47 am. I shot out of bed ready to turn it off, when it stopped on it's own. Since I was in a complete state of morning amnesia, it took me a moment to realize that the alarm clock was actually (no... not my phone as you may be guessing) the TV. Bernie Mac's alarm clock woke me up at 2:47 am. If he wasn't dead already...

Need Sleep

Wed, 29 Oct 2008 02:33:14 GMT

I have been having a lot of trouble falling to sleep lately. I don't know what it is. It bites. Then when I do fall asleep I dream about Chicago. At least now the dreams aren't about the world ending like they had been, but it's not much better because I still wake up feeling like crap. It's funny, I kind of want the end of the world dreams to come back. At least then I don't wake up all confused about what I'm supposed to be feeling. When the world ends in my dreams, I wake up feeling freaked out, but happy to not have a bunch of planes crashed in my backyard. (Which is how the world ends... lots of crashed planes, death, destruction, darkness because they took down the power lines when they crashed... funny though that people in my dreams aren't freaked out. It's like they just accept that they too will die soon and they don't care.) So hopefully tonight, now that I put this down into writing, the dreams will stop. I'm hoping it's kind of like those letters we would write as teenagers that we would then burn in hopes of what we wrote coming true or something like that. I can't remember if that ever worked or not...

Stupid Bread

Tue, 28 Oct 2008 03:51:25 GMT

So I made my second attempt at banana bread. Once again, it did not cook all the way thru. It's pretty gross really. It makes me very upset that I put all that effort into yummy bread and it came out nasty! It just tops off my awful attitude lately. I'm sure that if I just found someone to help take away some of this pent up frustration, I would calm down a bit. I am just having some troubles locating this magical person to help me out. On top of it all... work is kind of freaking me out. I had an alright night, being as it was my first shift alone. Plus I had no one to contact because my trainer was at court, and my other co-worker was at the Sabres game with my manager. At one time I had to call another store for help. It went alright though. I made some sales and hopefully will get a bonus check this month. If not, then I'm fucked. So where was I going with this... oh yeah... stupid bread! I can't even enjoy my very hard earned reward of yummy banana bread because this is my 28th year on the planet and so far everything I've touched this year has gone to shit. I had every reason to be scared of it. My next scary year is 48, so if I can make it thru this year, I will have 19 good years before it all goes to shit again. Here's hoping I make it thru this year.

Dating 101

Sun, 26 Oct 2008 07:03:05 GMT

Ok... so here is the skinny...

Gentlemen... if a lady ever asks you if you are familiar with the movie "Field of Dreams" she means business! Go for it! It's a sure thing at this point! WTF!

Other than that... it was a good night. I went to see a Pink Floyd cover band and it was a good time. They were pretty much great, and the other bands going on were not terrible. I wouldn't say I'm a Pink Floyd expert by any means, but I was not disappointed.

At least not by the band.

It didn't help that the brother of my conquest piped in at the very end that he was just shy, that's why he didn't react to my advances. I thought that I had made it very clear, but apparently I needed to pretty much strip down and drag him away to a dark corner to get my point across. Who wants to work that hard? I work hard enough during the day. I don't need the added pressure of having to work at night.

Scar Tissue

Wed, 22 Oct 2008 04:22:19 GMT

My heart hurts pretty bad these days. It could be due to a multitude of factors. It could be the fact that my former relationship has been reduced to negotiations and paperwork. It could be because I have my period for the 5th time in 2 months. It could be because I had a brief encounter with intimacy the other night and it made me miss having a guy around to hold me. It could be everything combined. It could be that I am certifiably crazy and need mental help. Either way. Today turned out to be a very rough day. I spent much of it crying in my car while at school. Just when I started to pull it together... it got worse. I have to give a bit of a background on this to give you the full picture.

Back over the summer, i was having troubles with Joe. It all came to a halt on my birthday. This particular day was pretty bad because he told me he was selling the ring that he had always told me was to be mine someday. He also told me he spent all the money he had given me to pay off the credit card that we put the bed, carpet, drapes, bathroom curtain... for our apartment in Indiana. This was pretty much his way of telling me it was over without actually having to tell me it was over. Plus... he didn't get me anything. I happened to be at school that day. So when a girl walked into school, carrying roses and flowers, and a big "Happy Birthday" baloon, a piece of me was very excited because I thought that maybe... just maybe they were for me. Maybe Joe was just screwing with me to throw me off some sort of crazy birthday surprise. I of course was wrong. Heather (balloon girl) had a birthday coming up and her bf had surprised her with these gifts and a note saying that she'd get a prize everyday until her birthday... which she couldn't help but be excited about and share with everyone all night.

So then Joe and I finally split, and I was not moving anymore. Heather and her bf decided to buy a house together in Rhode Island.

So then today, after I forced him to say it, Joe said we would never ever be together again. And I cried all day in my car. And I pulled myself together to get back to school. Then... Heather walks in with a beautiful new engagement ring. I couldn't speak. The ball in my throat almost got the best of me right in the middle of class. Then the teacher asks "When did this happen?" "Friday." "Me too!" she says, and displays her left hand. WTF!!! I love Heather and I am very happy for her... but I can't help but notice the parallel universe we are in... or perpendicular?... however you want to look at it. I want good things for her, but it seems to me that for that to happen, bad things will continue for me. I want good things for me, but I'm afraid bad will happen to her. I'm sure it is merely coincidental, but what if it isn't? What if our destinies are meant to be forever opposite? I can't wait to graduate and no longer know her. Not because I don't like her, but because I'm scared that there is some sort of cosmic issue here and if something good happens to me I don't want to see her suffer.

I think I am over the crying thing. I am pretty sure that I'm sick of it. I'm sick of getting told a million different stories and not believing any of them. I guess that perhaps it was a lack of good judgment and hormones. No matter what caused it, I am hoping to be fully back in the swing of things soon.

Chicken Dance!!!

Mon, 06 Oct 2008 06:22:06 GMT

Seriously... if you ever go to a wedding... don't ask the single sisters "When are you getting married? When is it your turn?" because instead of getting the polite response of "Oh... never probably... giggle" you may get "I can't even get a date for this one let alone one for my own so go fuck yourself!" Luckily I was able to produce the polite answer at least a dozen times before everyone went home.

On a brighter note... my brother is married as of Saturday. I had the joy of being a bridesmaid. I was pretty cranky which I can now definitely say was PMS, but overall it went pretty well. It was a bit on the chilly side for the outdoor ceremony, but we handled it with grace. No one got stung by the random swarm of bees. No one tripped over a tree root. No one passed out, vomited, died... It was good. The limo driver was outstanding. I have no idea how he was able to maneuver that thing the way he did. Impressive to say the least.

I got to see relatives that I haven't seen in years... or at all even. I got to dance the funky chicken and the macarena in formal wear. I got to stuff myself silly on cookies and cheese to the point that I couldn't even look at the "real" food. I was told a million times that I am beautiful. I made sure to not catch the bouquet.

My only regret is that I missed the chicken dance. I was saying goodbye to a flock of relatives during that one and I missed it! A wedding is simply not complete until you do the chicken dance in heels. Oh well. All is not lost. Perhaps I will attend another wedding in my lifetime in which I can enjoy this one simple pleasure.

well now what?

Tue, 30 Sep 2008 06:18:26 GMT

This is going to be the most pointless post in my LJ history. I'm merely posting so that I don't make it a habit to not post.
I may have secured myself another job. I have to pass a background check first. Hopefully my sordid past will not come out to haunt me. Of course this is not the job that I really want. I won't hear about that one until Friday. So I guess I will take what I can get until what I want comes my way.
I have been indulging myself with my latest guilty pleasure... Stained. I feel like some sort of rock traitor when I listen to them, but I like them. And I'm allowed to like them.
And... I decided that I deserve to smile. I heard that in a song I think. It's only fair that I get to smile all I want. Why not? It's my right. He is smiling all over Chicago with his little friends and his new girlfriend. I should get to do the same thing. But in Buffalo. Until I move to Nashville. Then I will smile there.

???

Fri, 26 Sep 2008 20:01:49 GMT

Ok, so I've been called by a certain person repeatedly over the last week. I attempted to call back once, but was left having to leave voicemail. So finally... I get a text today saying "Call me ASAP! please." So I do. It was not an emergency by any nature. It was nothing but a selfish ploy to get me to call. Why?!?!? WTF?!?!? GRRRRRRR! Leave me the fuck alone. Next time e-mail me.

In other news... I had 3 job interviews in 2 days. Hopefully at least one of them brings results. The thought of having to go into work tonight is killing me! Not to mention I have yet another migraine, and I desperately need to go tanning. I do have to print off the cards for the wedding favors though, so that'll make it worth my time. I found my old business card paper, and I think that those will be the best. They are the perfect color and they don't require scissors. I may want to use pinking shears on the edges anyways though to give them that extra flair.

Also! I think my Facebook status has helped to revive some old feelings for LJ. More posts than usual on my friends page. Yay! I just need to encourage a few more friends to return and LJ will be fun again.

Same Ol'

Thu, 25 Sep 2008 04:49:41 GMT

I'm so over my routine. I've been over it for so long that being over it has become part of my routine. I NEED a new job. That'll shake things up. I have one interview scheduled, and I have two more pending. Something better come of this. School is almost over too. That'll help. I broke the 200 hour mark today. Everything from here on out should be much faster. The first 200 went quickly, so the last 200 can't be that bad. It was the 600 in between that killed me!

By the way... does anyone in WNY need their hair done? Let me know. I'm recruiting clients!
Soon I'll be recruiting people to buy cell phones and plans too. If all goes well anyways. So look me up if you are in need of a hair make-over, or a cell phone make-over. I'm your girl!

Seriously

Sat, 20 Sep 2008 06:31:54 GMT

I cannot believe that no one wants to hire me. I am soooo over my current job. What bites the most is that I would have started looking for a new job a year ago, but what was the point? I was moving away anyways. Serves me right I guess.
Anyways. I want to try something new. Like sales or something. I was super close to a job with AT&T selling cell phones and plans and stuff, but that went nowhere. Now that it right there, but taken away from me, it just makes me want it even more. So now I had a really bad day... full of angst and other uncomfortable feelings. Hopefully I can shake it off soon though because the restlessness is killing me.

Also... I think I did something to my shoulder when I was blow drying a client's hair the other night. It hurts a lot. Another girl in my class did the same thing recently and now I'm kind of freaking out about it. I thought it would go away with rest, but even after skipping school today, it seems to have gotten worse instead of better. So if I did injure it, that means a trip to the Doc, which means that they will give me a hard time about the money that I owe them, which means I will have to pay them somehow, which means more crap getting put on my credit card... which brings me back to needing a new job.

So... if you know of anyone hiring, give them my name. Please. I'm begging you!

IIIII'MMMM BAAAAAAAACK!!!!

Fri, 19 Sep 2008 04:22:31 GMT

Ok... It's been awhile. I know. A lot has happened in the last 62 weeks. (LJ told me that was my last post. I seriously didn't calculate that on my own.)

Long story short... we broke up. That's it. Now you know. Now is not the time to focus on the past. I'm past the past. I'm focusing on the future now. So here goes nothing. Well, no. Not nothing. Here goes everything I've ever hoped for!

So the dust is settling and I'm starting to see things differently than I did a month ago when it all went down. I'm beginning to wonder when my white house and yellow lab in Tennessee got replaced with a brick house with two kids in Chicago. WTF?!? Since when do I settle? Now I see that I still want what I did 2 years ago. I still need to reach for that. I can only count on myself. I'm back to my independent ways. I haven't given up on love though. I did learn that even though it's a ridiculous cliche, it truly is better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all. I'm ready to have my heart broken all over again. Next time I will not convince myself that I am compromising, when in fact I am settling.

Oh yeah... I heard a crazy quote that actually makes a lot of sense. It even may become my mantra.

"Courage in a woman is often mistaken for insanity."

I had seen a counselor when things started going bad. Then when things got really bad, and I had to make some serious decisions and do some pretty serious stuff, she told me I was very courageous and brave. Then she ruined it by pissing me off. I broke up with her too.

So that's me right now. Working on re-doing myself. Some of it is getting back to the old me, while other stuff is re-invention. Either way. I am on the path to better things.

Surviving

Tue, 10 Jul 2007 04:53:32 GMT

Ok...so its only been 5 days since I heard from Joe, and I'm doing "ok." I just force myself to get out of bed every day and hope that the day is over soon. When the day is over, I get really sad, because I have to go to bed alone, and I hate it. (It's funny because I never really thought that I would get used to sharing a bed, until I didn't have to anymore.) He's been gone for almost 3 weeks now. The first 2 were pretty ok for me, because we were able to talk every days thanks to the wonders of Vonage. He's doing some special mission now though where he doesn't have internet access, and is unable to call. I hate that. I just want him to be home.

In other news...I have a new home. I live in a mobile home, in a quiet little mobile home village. (Except for the neighbor children and their angry mother.) I like it. It's nice to not have to worry about making too much noise. I chased the cats today without worrying that the people who live downstairs will get mad at my stomping feet. I can do Darren's Dance Grooves again. (If I get the ambition.) All sorts of things can be done when you don't have downstairs neighbors. The only thing I really don't like is bad cell phone reception. AT&T apparently doesn't have a tower near here, but Verizon does...I'm going to have a very frustrating time here constantly looking to "raise the bar" wandering around the place. Even outside, it doesn't seem to improve much. So I can't blame the actual house.

What else...Went to the Falls with my brother and his girlfriend on Friday to see some fireworks. It was nice. The view from Canada would have been much nicer...as with all things at the Falls, but it was nice all the same. It was good weather too. I thought I would be cold, but I had no problems. One freaky thing though was the bugs...They swarmed above the trees to look like strings floating above them, attached to the leaves. We weren't sure what it was at first, but then we noticed that there were strings coming off of the shoulder of the road too. Needless to say, once we realized that it was bugs causing this strange phenomenon, we were pretty disgusted. I bet they don't have bugs in Canada.

Give me Novacaine

Sun, 06 May 2007 01:54:44 GMT

The numbness is wearing off. Joe has been gone for 2 weeks now, and I can't even begin to imagine what the next year will bring while he is in Iraq. I miss him so much already. It's only just beginning to hit me how much it hurts. I was so numb to it all before, and now reality is hitting me like a ton of bricks. I'll see him for just a few days next weekend in Virginia, and then who knows. Maybe never again... Here's hoping that he comes home, because it's hard enough imagining a year without him, let alone my whole life.

Aaahhh...Warmth

Sun, 15 Oct 2006 05:02:45 GMT

Power has been restored to my home. Hip Hip Hooray! I'm so happy to not have to spend another night wearing multiple layers and shivering under tons of blankets. It wasn't too bad at around 9:00, when we had a million candles lit. But at 11:00 when we blew them out, it dropped over 10 degrees. Not fun, and not prepared. We were quite hungry. We ate noodles and hot chocolate, because we could only use the stove-top, and since we never made it grocery shopping due to an electrical wire lying on my car and across the driveway, we didn't have much to choose from.

That's all in the past now. The wire was moved. (Apparently it was just the cable wire, (at least we think so.)) and we have electricity and heat. Now we get to go back to our normal lives. Work, work and more work. The only weird thing we still have to deal with is having to baoil all of our water. That's just a minor annoyance compared to what we already went through.

It's too bad not everyone can be so lucky as us. There's still tons of people without electricity right now, and it's still pretty cold out. I just hope they can get a comfortable night's sleep and a hot shower soon.

NOT Happy

Fri, 13 Oct 2006 03:37:50 GMT

Why on Earth do I live in Buffalo????? Snow in October???? Not like Haloween October, but early October. Like the 11th of October. I HATE snow! GRRRRRRR.....Now I have to get up even more ridiculously early to clean off my car. Yes...we have that much snow to make me have to wake up early, trudge thru it, and clean off my vehicle to get to work.

P.S. I'm supposed to be in the beach volleyball playoffs tomorrow....anyone up for playing in snow??? Not I.

Oh Yeah...

Mon, 21 Aug 2006 05:57:39 GMT

On a brighter note about last night, my boss tried to protect me from one loser my saying I was his sister, and one of my co-workers offered to have sex with me for free just to make me feel like less of a whore. My job's not all that bad I guess..........

Are You For Real?

Sun, 20 Aug 2006 08:43:00 GMT

Just so everyone knows....I'M NOT A PROSTITUTE!!!! Fucking drunks keep offering me money for sex. Assholes. Here's a few rules if you even want a chance with me....offering me food will get you a lot farther than money. Just carry on a normal conversation with me and do not even once mention that I'm: Beautiful, gorgeous, hot, smokin', have a rockin' body, etc. Don't grab me. Don't ask for my number. By a shot from me for yourself, your friends, and one for me as well, and be a decent tipper. Remeber that I'm here to work, if I really liked talking to you, I'll come back...don't feel the need to rush into anything. And last...well not last, but last of what I can think of right now...Don't expect that I'm gonna sleep with you just like that. Very few people are worthy of me, and you have to do all of the above plus know me for more than just tonight in order for me to even begin to think of talking to you outside of this shit-hole of a bar.
Thanks

America Sucks!!!

Thu, 17 Aug 2006 07:31:55 GMT

Okay, so not all of America sucks. In fact most of it is pretty cool. What sucks is that people don't know how to vote for a dancer. Travis so should have taken that competition! I can't believe Benji won "them" over. At least Travis got a rockin' job offer with Mia Michaels, which if she was serious, that completely makes it all worth while. The past few weeks have been rough for me...if Travis had won, at least there would have been a bit of joy for me. (Well, now I'm just being a drama queen...)