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I hate nightmares :(
-Steffy-
 
 
 
 
 
 
I just got off the phone with Raquel Welch.

She's really sweet.

She just called to compliment our school, the friendliness of our employees.. etc.

And then she asked me how old I was.

"You can't be more than 18, sugar.  You have the most adorable voice..."

I paused for a moment, got really rather red in the face and then thanked her.

"I mean it, sugar.  Use it.  Trust me."

Yeah... I get that alot....
 
 
 
 
 
 
Today is  Noobs last day.

Yes!

I am so tired, but the thought makes me a happy Steffy.

I need coffee though, I'm beginning to lose the battle with my heavy eyelids.

I hate being so afraid to go to sleep..
 
 
 
 
 
 
I hate it when my tarot confirms my unwanted suspicions. :(
-Steffy-
 
 
 
 
 
 
Which 'Twilight'/'New Moon' character are you?
You are Alice Cullen
You are Alice Cullen
You are Alice Cullen. You are extremelly helpful and supportive in everything you do. You are very graceful in your movements, and it is very difficult not to like somebody as kind as you. However, you do have your moments....like when you see the future or become hungry for blood...

Take the quiz!
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 Thank the Gods, I'm not Bella -_-
 
 
 
 
 
 
Now, as much as it pains me (quite literally at the moment) to say this, but I finally admitted to myself that I really would die if I got a motorcycle.

I proved this by just being an everyday klutz in the kitchen.

I was (and still kinda am) feeling a bit angsty so I thought soup might help me...

I had been boiling soup most of the evening, letting it cook properly and stuff, so it was ready about an hour ago.  I still had it on the stove cooking, lower now, to keep I warm so I could gradually get myself a bowl or two...

I got a bowl, went back to my room, sat down, grabbed the bowl to have in front of me to eat and then cat jumped in my lap for cuddles, spilling the soup all over my bare legs (it's hot, I'm wearing shorts, gorram it)

The soup was still boiling hot.

I now have blisters on my thighs.

I went to go clean myself, take care of my fresh wounds, bandage them properly because I'm far too aware of what to do in these cases...

As I was taping the gauze crap on, I was shaking and crying because it fucking hurt, I grabbed some scissors to cut the tape and do you know what happened?

Because I was shaking, I cut myself, a long (though very shallow) gash across my thigh...

I'm going to flinching and probably limping for a few days...

I think I'm going to get some pain killers...
 
 
 
 
 
 

Where do you call home?


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Home to me is not where I live at all. I kind of take my home with me, so to speak.   Home is a place you go to when you want to feel safe, loved, relaxed, some place to let the days events go.  The roof that is over my head at this moment I will never truly to able to call home because I don't feel safe here, relaxed, loved... It is my personal belief that when you go 'home' you should be able to walk in the door and feel the warmth and the security of the walls that surround you, and those who share it with you.  I don't know if I have a 'home' right now... I used to think I did, but things have changes, people have been pulling away... Forever long isn't as long as it used to be... 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Mark the ones you've seen. There are 239 movies on this list. Copy this list and paste this as a bulletin. Then put an X next to the movies you've seen, add them up, change the header adding your number, and click "Post" at the bottom.
Movies.. half of which I've seen and or own )
 
 
 
 
 
 
I can't believe how addicting this shit is! I went to sleep at around 6am, to wake up at 7:30.  I took a shower and went back to reading.  I swear to Goddess, once you get passed the pure insanity of it all you get sucked in.

Also, I'm feeling a bit down today, all that addictive reading yesterday made me aware that my writing isn't actually all that good.  It's worse than Stephanie Meyers.

That has made me a sad panda.

I've always dreamed of being someone as wonderful as Harper Lee.  Or Maybe someone like Mark Twain.  Someone that most people know.  Someone that can easily be admired.

Though it seems now that the dream will always just be a dream.

So much for the lifestyle of the the rich and the famous...

On that note I want my boss to leave so I can finish (I'm like 60 pages from the end -_-)
 
 
 
 
 
 
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I'm done!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
 
 
 
 
 
I am a sad panda ):

That's all.
 
 
 
 
 
 
"The Big Read reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they've printed."

1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Strike out the books you have no intention of ever reading,
4b) Put asteriks beside things you were forced to read at school and hated.
5) Reprint this list in your own LJ

Book List )
 
 
 
 
 
 

I had a nice, pleasant walk last night.  Really.  There were no Zombos, there wasn't an angry drunk man screaming at me nor was there an evil dog thing that followed me home and almost ate one of my cats.  I didn't  fall and fuck up me knee, I went to bed at a decent time and I got about 9 hours of sleep.  Really.  I had a lucky night.

I got into work today and Noob fucked things over again.  I know for a fact that Mrs. Brown hates her, so I wish she'd just fired her already.

Then shortly after I arrived a student and her mother came in to sign up but the shit hit the fan,

Me:  How can I help you?
Fucking Bitch of a Mom: Is there anyone else that can help us?
Me:  No, ma'am, I'm the only one here, but I can help you.  It's not a problem.
FBoaM:  Yes it is.  I refuse to let someone like you serve me.
Me:  Excuse me?
Student:  MOM!  Why are you being such a bitch?
FBoaM:  She's not... normal, sweetie.  And she's poor.  Look at her.
Me:  What?  Not 'normal'?  What on Earth are you talking about?
FBoam:  Is everyone who works here like you?
Student: MOM!  Will you stop that?
Me:  I don't understand.
FBoaM:  Come on, sweetie, we're going to go to another school.  This one is obviously some sort of scam.
Me:  Bitch, please.  What the hell is your problem.
FBoaM:  My problem is you and people like you.
Me:  People like me?  Sweet, smart, sexy and all around nice person?  Or are you talking about the poor bisexual witch thing?
FBoaM:  Witch?  That just tops the cake.
Me:  Fuck off before I call secruity.
Student: I'm so sorry, I really am.
Me:  That's ok, sweetie.  You're mom is just a bitch who is going to end up all alone when she dies.
Student: *giggles*
FBoaM:  Don't talk to my daughter.
Me:  Shut the fuck up and get out. *they leave after a few not so nice words*

*sighs* I was going to talk about my feelings and shit but since that happened and my feelings are angsty I think I'm going to leave it until I actually do drop off the face of the Earth.  I mean, this feeling tends to go away after awhile right?  I can deal with it on my own...

 
 
 
 
 
 
Almost 21 and grounded?! WTF?
-Steffy-
 
 
 
 
 
 
Fuck me before I kill you.
-Steffy-
 
 
 
 
 
 
If all the raindrops were lemondrops and gumdrops...
-Steffy-
 
 
 
 
 
 
i think i'm losing my mind...
-Steffy-
 
 
 
 
 
 
Why do people say 'you're going to be fine' when they know damn well you won't be?
-Steffy-
 
 
 
 
 
 
Two things:

I finished Steffywrimo this morning.  I'm taking a few weeks off (or at least one) before I go back and edit.

I don't think I'm going to get fired.  I think Mrs. Brown is actually going to fire the Noob.  She's pissing us all off.

With that said, I have to relearn how to count or something.
 
 
 
 
 
 

I CAN STAY!!!!!!!!!!!!


Seriously, I can stay.

Apparently, my cousin got busted for drugs or something.

Stupid crack whore (seriously)

Now she can't move out because she won't be able to afford it.

So my mom and aunt and grandma all convinced my father to let me stay.


I CAN STAY!!!!!!!!!!
 
 
 
 
 
 
I've been in bed all morning.  I haven't changed.  I haven't eaten.  I haven't even called work to explain why the fuck I just didn't show up.  I don't care.  I drank all the booze I stole from my grandmother yesterday, so I can't do any more of that.  I'm crying and sleeping away the day.  Mom came in about an hour or so ago and told me that something came up.  She said that my aunt called and we have to discuss things when she gets home.  Grandma called a few minutes ago and told me that shes switching my name for hers for this Friday.  She had bought a plane ticket and told me that I was going to go for just a weekend to 'check it out'.  She admitted to me just moments ago that it wasn't roundtrip.  It wasn't going to be just for the weekend.  Dad's idea.  Anywhoo, so I'm not going this Friday.  Guess they want to give me a little more time to find out what I want to keep and what I want to give/throw away.  How thoughtful.  I wish there was someplace I can store my books and dvds for free.  I don't want to give those up.  I can't remember the last time I was this bitter or sad... I don't even think I was this sad when Papa died, because I lost him years ago...

Fuck it.

I'm crawling back into bed.

This is really fucking up those last 5,000 words...

I dunno if I can do it...
 
 
 
 
 
 
I got this a week ago ish and I wanted to post it but didn't have time til now.  It just feels like it fits this month, with the Steffywrimo and all going on...

Jump into the creative process, if possible -- but make sure that you turn off your internal editor or critic for the time being. It's a handy feature to have, but for now it just gets in the way of the flow.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Last night I came home from an awesome (and slightly awkward) weekend at Cap'ns to find my room mostly packed.

It seems that whether or not I go to Oregon, I'm no longer living here.

So I'm fucked.

I took the day off from work today to lay in bed and cry and drink a lot of alcohol.

My decision was to stay right here in this hell instead of move to a new one.

I wanted to stay.

I WANT TO STAY!

Now I doesn't look like I can...

I was unpacking things too throughout the day to make it clear that I was going to fight to stay here.

The folks are going to 'discuss' my decision.

I don't wanna go...
 
 
 
 
 
 
You all have to go to Cap'ns LJ right now and download this song.

Right now.

It is beyond awesome.

Really.

And then make sure you thank her.