Crankiness

If you don't know me well enough I will tell you one simple thing about me...


I like my sleep.


So, when I told my brother last night I would drive him to be at school by 7:30 I didn't really have a problem with it.
....Until my mom woke me up at 6:45 telling me to "make sure your brother is up at 7".


FUCK THAT.
I AM NOT A PERSONAL ALARM CLOCK.
YOU ARE 18, GET UP YOURSELF!
...or don't. I don't care. But DON'T use ME to wake your ass up.


I'm obviously still cranky.

It's 7:23 & we still haven't left yet.

It's 9:53 & My Fingers Are Cold...

My alarm went off at 6:45......I didn't get up until 7:17.
My hair had to stay frizzy for the day.

Classes were okay I guess.

The only real upside to this day is that Ashley, Alysha, and I got our house!
429 Anneric Road, here we come!

Still wishing my laptop were actually fixed so that I could be laying on my bed writing this so that I wouldn't have to worry about the fact that I'm sleepy, but I'm bored.

Right now I'm not alone, but I'm lonely.

I keep checking my phone. Nothing. Nothing since about 5:17.

I Need Something New

Something new to inspire me...

A good book or a new movie that just makes me feel good. I've watched The 10th Kingdom three times in the past two weeks (& it's an 8 hour long movie).

Don't get me wrong, that stuff makes me feel good. But I need a new fairy tale.

Give me something new. Anything.

I don't know what it is I need right now to make me feel whole. Probably to just be back at home for a little while, but since I can't have that there has to be something new.

I think I need some just "me" time tonight. Go to Wal-Mart, get a frozen dinner, maybe find that new book or movie I seem to be craving in my life right now. And then clean some of my room before break starts on Friday.

--I know I'm growing up and it scares me to death to be quite honest. I know I can't stop it from happening, but I feel like these fairy tales and far away places keep me young. For a little while at least.
As I get older, the more I feel like I've taken people in my life for granted. My grandparents especially.
I wish I would've asked my Nana when I was little to teach me how to speak Greek. I wish I could today. Or even ask her about where she's from and her family. I blame part of this to my father, I know it sounds terrible, but I feel like he was never really family oriented.
I wish I could tell my Grandma 'thank you' for reading me and my brother and sister bedtime stories, for letting me and my sister stay up with her, watching Beauty and the Beast while drinking tea (with lots of honey in it), for showing me through stories and paintings that life is a beautiful place. And for teaching me how to grow cucumbers the right way every summer.

...there are so many memories I'll never forget.

And I guess I just think that I've been too grown up this past few weeks with school. There's a time to be grown up, and there's a time to be a kid.
So I think I'm going to go now and get that little something I've been needing these past few days.

I Wish I Could Blog More...

Sometimes it's hard to keep up on this blog posting thing. But I really do enjoy writing in it, and I wish I had more time in the day to use part of it blogging.

...If only my laptop were fixed. Soon though, very soon.

On a different topic, Jill Falk said this morning in Survey of Proffesional Media that she enjoyed my class blog. I felt very proud of myself, because I honestly really want people to read what I have to say.

Even if I don't think what I have to say is good enough or that important.

Jill told us to be thinking about our personal brands. That life in communications you have to have a website with your brand on it in order to get noticed. I agree.

I just haven't figured out my personal brand yet. I love the idea of making a website dedicated to happiness and love of all degrees.

To post stories of people helping other people.

I think I'm starting to see my calling as writing inspirational things. Giving people hope. Sometimes though I'm afraid that so many people try to do things along the line of that, that I will just blend in with all the rest.

Sometimes you have to take a risk though.

...I might just do it.

We'll see.

I guess ultimately I would just love having a job where I get to just voice my opinions. To talk to people and tell them that life doesn't have to suck. That you control how you feel and only you, in the end gets to have the final decision on how your life will be.

I'm not perfect, but this is what I know. And I'm passionate about it.

More than anything.