Okay, now that I’ve got your attention...

Someone please tell me how in the world you can pack hangars. Like massive amounts of hangars. Massive as in about a hundred.

I’m almost done packing! My procrastinator self and I aren’t doing too badly. Just need to figure out how to pack these damn hangars....ggrrrrrr

Maybe if I taped like ten of them together at the hook and at the bottom, then put them in a big ol’ garbage bag? I think that’s the way it’ll have to be done.

I’m moving today!!!!!! w00t!!!!

TaMpA here I come!

Last night was my last night at work. Jeff finally gave me his XmAs present for me. A $35 card for Wal-Mart because he didn’t what else to get me, lol. I gave him a hug goodbye and he told me to stay out of trouble. And he didn’t even yell at me for being in the kitchen. :O

I was gonna cry because I actually will miss some of the people at IHOP. And we did have some fun here and there...

Well I’ll see them all again on New Year’s Eve because I’ll be back to go to Tammy’s party. And hopefully I’ll spend my time with Brian. ^_^

He’s in Fort Lauderdale and should be back sometime today..and he might come to Tampa to go out with me and possibly Gianna and Robbie. A double date o.O

I haven’t seen Brian since Tuesday and I miss him. **sniffle**

I just keep thinking, after I wake up in the morning, nothing will ever be the same for me. NOTHING. It’s like everything is ending, and this whole new life is beginning and it’s kind of scary. Scary for the girl who was so sheltered. It’s actually more that "kind of scary."

Well I probably won’t be on the computer for a couple of weeks. We won’t have a phone line hooked up at the apartment until then most likely. :(:(:(:(:(:( I don’t know what I’m going to do without my internet. But hopefully when I CAN get back online it’ll be a cable connection. :-D Let’s cross our fingers now everybody.

I’m feeling so utterly lonely and have been for the past couple days. And I haven’t even moved yet. The other night I got so depressed and so angry and I just couldn’t stand to be around the people at work and I just went outside and sat by myself for awhile.

I just wish I was with Brian...and that he was holding me. :( Tonight hopefully.

I also don’t know what we’re going to do about food until we get jobs...I don’t have much money and I don’t think Gianna has any. : Well maybe I’ll lose even more weight. I could stand to lose another couple hundred pounds. I’m hungry now actually..I could go for a burrito..or some buffalo chicken strips. YuM

I’m not going to see Crystal before I leave. :O Yikes...

Maybe I’ll see her New Year’s Eve. Yeah..I’ll tell her to come to Tammy’s party ttttooooooo and then she can meet Brian. w00t
Gianna has to go home home home to Mommy and Daddydydydy.
Poor GG.

Jeff wants to buy me something for Christmas.

He kept asking me what I wanted but I don’t know.

I have yet to tell even my parents what I want.

What do I want for Christmas?

Jeff and I are having a baby.

[Why?]

Because everyone’s doing it.

Oh and after tomorrow, video tapes will be on sale of Jeff and I making said baby.

.Part 1.

Humans on beds are often closer to the edge of the bed than they think.

.Part 2.

Bed is often further off the ground than previously said human might think.

DUUDE I am so fucking scared paranoid right now, this shit is not even funny.
But I’m not nearly as bad as I was about 10 minutes ago.

I swear to god that there was not only someone else in the restaurant with us this morning (someone UPSTAIRS) but also in Tammy’s van.

Okay..so it all started when Jeff and Pam went upstairs to smoke (because it’s fucking freezin outside and we can’t smoke in the restaurant itself (damn anti-smokin laws)) and found that the door that goes outside was wide fucking open, when it hadn’t been half n hour earlier.

OKAY, great. So why was it open? No one fucking knew. So they come back downstairs and tell Tammy and I..and we were like, "Well did you check to see if there was anyone upstairs Jeff?"
"Fuck no..I’m not getting killed"
GREAT, so now there could be someone in the fuckin restaurant...
Nnnniicceee
So Tammy said to give her a butcher knife and she’d go look..
And Jeff said there were some in the kitchen so she looks at me, and I was all like "SHOOT, I’ll go look and don’t need a butcher knife, I ain’t skurred"
So Tammy grabs a knife and I follow her up and then I wound up walking in front of her. So I go check in the coke room, which is like a big attic and shit, and I don’t see anything but there could be a zillion and one places that this motherfucker could be hiding, right.
So like Tammy and I start to go back downstairs and we were debating on rather or not we should just start screaming and scare the shit outta Jeff and Pam (there wasn’t anyone in the restaurant). And then we see Jeff’s reflection in the glass of the door that was opened earlier. Fucker tried to scare us..HAHA. YOU LOSE.

Anyway, so we go back downstairs and Pam leaves. So we’re sitting in the back booth talking about everything and the lights fucking flicker, and we freak out. So we all jump and run to the front of the restaurant by the doors. If they were fucking around with the lights they’d be downstairs and just around the corner from the back booth. So we’re lookin through the kitchen to see if we seen anyone and we didn’t.
So Jeff jumps over the counter and grabs a knife and him and I go check out the back where the light switches and shit are and didn’t find anyone. So like we go back and do our shit and get some work done and we were constantly hearing things and shit, and we were tweakin like MAJORLY.

Well I went to go get ice, which is in the back by the switches and by the stairs. And I fuckin swear there was someone upstairs, above my head..I could HEAR stompin and noises up there. So I run back inside and shit. So like after that our relief get there, and we tell them was has been happenin and they were like "Yup, you’ve been putting up with the IHOP ghost all night, Frank."

And we’re like, YOU DON’T FUCKING GET IT! THERE WAS AND STILL MIGHT BE SOMEONE IN THE FUCKING RESTAURANT!

Whatever.

Then the back of the restaurant was getting cooler, like it was when the door upstairs was open earlier (cuz it’s normally hot a mother back there). So I go check the door, but it was closed.

So Tammy and I go out to her van to leave. And as I was gettin in her van and I noticed a light on in the back, on the side. And it’s never been on before. But I figure, maybe it’s on when the doors are open and I’m just tweakin and never noticed it before. Well we both close our doors and the light is STILL on. So I ask Tammy if it was always on...and she looks back there and yells NO and jumps out. So I jump out too. And we go around to the back of the van and check it all out and her stuff was all moved around and shit back there. So SOMEONE was back there. And we know it wasn’t on before because Tammy had been out to her van twice and it wasn’t on. She went to get cigs and a jacket.

Well we checked everywhere in her van, they weren’t in there still. ^_^

So we get in the van and we’re getting the fuck away from fucking IHOP. NOW. LOL

So we’re in the van, going to the gas station, and we were both tweakin BAD. We think that our old dishwasher, Troy might have been in there.
He had just gotten fired and came in earlier in the night and started yellin that he was going to sue DeeDee, our manager. And he was like all cracked out.

Well he knows that the backdoor upstairs is never locked, and that Tammy’s van is never locked. And he’s fucking limber as fuck, skinny and black so he could fucking hide whereever the fuck he wanted to.

And then we were thinking what if he was still up in the attic or something and was waiting for DeeDee....and I was like so freaked out I was on the verge of tears, my eyes were all watered and shit and Tammy was freaking too.

We do know for a fact that someone was in her van...and we are pretty damn sure that they were in the restaurant..where the fuck they went, if anywhere, beats the shit outta us.

And it’s still freaking me out.

oOo someone touched me...YeY!

More people should learn from that person, and touch me more often. I’m lonely and missing being touched. Though I do think it stretched my entry box out which erks me, so I think I’m gonna archive it.

Anyhow!

I HAVE AN APARTMENT!

Or, rather, I will Monday!! But still!! Gianna found it and we’re moving in Jan 1st and and and and, I get to go look at it and sign the papers on Monday. OMG I’m so freakin flakin fuckin fukin fackin excited!

Jeff told me..he was going to kill me and that I was never allowed to leave PG. :( Yet he wouldn’t let me run out in front of Tammy’s van. Damn him.

Tammy got a phone call at work today. It said that her nephew had ODed and was in the hospital, and they didn’t know if he was going to make it. I felt so bad. I’m so sorry Tammy **snuggle huggles** I wish you all the luck.

Other than that, the night was rather dissapointingly uneventful and smooth. Tabby and Tammy got along pretty well and Jeff didn’t run his mouth too much, not to Tabby anyway. And Tab and I had a nice long talk in the parking lot and stuff. YuP.

I think Jeff is going to miss me. hehehe, I hope so..I think I’m gonna spend the night at his house Sunday..if not Sunday then one day before I leave, becauses Jeff rocks and it’ll be ill to chyll with tryll Jeff. But we can’t tell Tab because she’ll want to beat my ass. SHH

CCCRRYYSTAALLL hasn’t called me all day! I feel unloved...and I sent her a text message and she didn’t answer. FACK YOU MOTHAFUCKAAAA...tehehe, I’m hungry.

I was thinkin...about TiM and when I move to Tampa in Jan, I’ll be able to see him aaaaallllllll the freakin flackin time!! oOo how glorious it shall be!

I need sooo much stuff for the apartment though. Gee golly gosh I’m excited. I’ll throw an apartment warming party..only not in Tampa in the apartment...lol...then people will buy me stuff for my apartment. ALL YOU MELOERS ARE INVITED! weeee

I was thinking that I might be anxious and home sick...but with as much as I move..I don’t think it will bother me that much..but I dunno, I got this feeling in my stomach about leaving. I’ll be out ON MY OWN and it scares me..it excites me..but still...I dunno, I guess we’ll see.

I’m gonna miss:
*CrYsTaL*
-and the late night calls to chyll which I can’t but she still tries anyway
-the late night visits to the park to ride the see-saw
-the trips to the bowling alley during which we find out how much we suck at bowling
-Crystal, dammit you gotta move to Tampa! You can do it! There’s no excuse not to..I’m going to miss you too much

*JoEl*

*IHOP*
-Jeff and his smartass self.
-Jeff when he’s being nice.
-My husband that now has a gf, damn you.
-Bonnie and her crazy self.
-The late night Wal-Mart trips with Tammy.
-Building the coffee cream pyramids with Tabby.

*My SiS*
-Talking to her and listening to her..we actually get along great every once in awhile.
-Talking to my sister’s crackheaded friends.
-Beating her up.

*My MeMa*
-If I hardly see her now...I’ll NEVER see her in Tampa...


It just seems like nothing will be the same when I move. And it scares me.

I feel like crying now.

Maybe that feeling in my stomach is just hunger.

[

Changed the colors.

Yet again.

Took me a few times to get something I liked this time.

But I think this is good.

For now.

[

I am definitely moving to Tampa the end of December!

Wo0t!

I am so excited.

And my Dad said that he would take over payments for my laptop when I started school.

I wonder why they want me to leave so badly all of a sudden...hmmmmm....

And I quit smoking. Again. As of yesterday.

Let’s see how long it lasts this time.

Oh and everyone should go here.

Do you love the monkey?

52 % said Hellz ya! The monkey is awesome ^_^

25 % said I wanna shake my ass like that...
7 % said It’s okay..I’ve seen better.
5 % said No I hate the monkey (because I am stupid)
11 % said What monkey? Are you insane?

114 total votes.

I’ll actually put the new poll up this time.

As long as melo doesn’t crap out on me again.

@548
lost_in_you
fucking fuck fuck fuck...


@547
jealouxie
Fuck it all.


@546
eternaldream
Fuck You

I wanted to have an entry with FUCK in the title like all the other cool melo kids.

You will have a secret rendezvous with a representative of a large foreign corporation. The password will be "fling me a spicy burrito, Stanley." Unfortunately, you may have to say this to quite a few people before you find the right one.

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You’re totally enamored with one special person right now and you want to spend every minute of your spare time in their presence. You want to know absolutely everything there is to know about them and no detail is too trivial to be mentioned. Their voice is like music to your ears and their face is the most beautiful one you’ve ever seen. It’s easy for other people to tell you not to get so involved because they don’t see the situation like you see it. The only thing you’re obligated to listen to is your own heart.

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Old problems smooth themselves out. Two people in love won’t let these little things stand in their way for long. Each day is an anniversary of something in your relationship. You’ll never run out of reasons to celebrate.

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If you’ve known each other for a while, you fall into a comfortable rhythm. If the other person is still a mystery to you, you’re captivated by the possibilities. One way or another, casual dating is about to get a lot more serious.

*YaWn*

I seepy.

I should be sleeping.

Yup.

Well my computer keeps being gay and I couldn’t update for a few because because because. Yea, my AOL kept freezing n shit. And melo is being gay.

Ah well.

Last night was really weird at work. Jeff was in a great mood and like we were talking and shit all night. And whenever I went out to smoke he’d be like wait a minute and I’ll go with you. Or if he went out he told me to come with him. Then he was asking when we were going to go go0o-cart racing again and when we were going to go clubbin and stuff. We both have Wednesday off so he said we were going to go clubbin then. I asked how we were going to get anywhere because his license is suspended and he said just to leave that up to him. Okee dokkeee weirdo peoples. oOoh and wo0ot, he said I was cuter than TaMmY. :-D

OMG I dled this song called Robbery by Nappy Heads. I’ve listened to this song like over and over. Crystal was playing it and she got be hooked on it. It’s like My Neck, My Back but a ghetto thug version I guess.

Yo money
Yo keys
Get on yo fuckin knees

Ssssoooo my Mom found out I smoked (cigs). She asked me all kinds of questions and gave me a speech on how dissapointed she was and stuff. And said if she ever found out I smoked again that I would be kicked outta the house, and she would tell my Dad.

You know what...I just feel so empty right now. I feel like I have no one in my life, no one in my heart, nothing.

I feel this longing inside and I can’t place what it is I yearn for. And I can’t figure out why it just hit all of a sudden.

Dammit.

I just need to go to sleep.

[HoLd My HaNd]
[[TaKe Me FaR]]
[Be My UnIvErSe]
[[My ShInInG StAr]]

I had the last two lines of that on my Yaho0o! Status while I was talking to my TiMmY PoOo and he asked if he could be my UnIvErSe. ^_^ I was like of CoUrSe!! So now my TiMmY Po0o is my [UnIvErSe]. :) :) :) :)

I’ve been thinking about GlEnNvIlLe a lot lately and I don’t know why....I skeered.

TaMmy asked me about ShAwN tonight. :( Me sad, me miss ShAwN.

I miss school.
High school.
I miss everyone.
I just want to go back and sit in english with BJ and Mike and Denver and Chris and goof around.
Or at lunch with the heated debates between Gianna and Melissa.
Or the library where me and Melissa would go off on random tangents and make up random shit.
Or Amy and the rest would make PeNiS TaCoS.
Or newspaper where we didn’t do shit but mess around on the computer.
Or skipping calculus.
Or staying up all night because I waited until last minute to do an assignment.
Or spanish class when I wrote stupid essays about monkeys.
Or the plays where we played cards backstage or my buddy and I would sit and talk about religion and politics and all kinds of shit.
Or when Tony and I skipped class to hang out.
Or in Tech class where I was one of two girls in a class of 35.
Where I hung out with Rob and Tony and Motes and Cory before he got transferred to Jason’s class.
I miss tutoring Christian.
I miss when we were going to give Cory a funeral in English and bring flowers to put on his desk when he failed out of our class and got switched to another.
I miss stalking that [sOmEoNe] at lunch.
I miss dissecting that frog with Billy and Niki.
I miss the Up Your Shorts notes between Niki and I.
I miss starting pants that we never finished.
I miss when Niki, Brian and I were inseperable.
I miss playing strip BS in calculus on one of the days I actually went.
I miss chain smoking before Grad Night.
I miss the library lady asking what color I dyed my hair now or seeing what new pants I was wearing.
I miss the library nazi yelling at the guys to leave me alone.
I miss the time I got humped in the hallway by Tony and Jeremy.
I miss the time that I was huddled around and the guys were patting my head before a play.
I miss everything.
I miss every single little memory.
I had so many good times in high school.
And I never thought I would miss it.
But I do.

**SiGh**

I can’t wait for my college classes to start.