nikasaurus

just bring it.

Mon, 11 Aug 2008 03:30:44 GMT

everytime i think something's going fine, something else happens and it makes me so unsure of my life and where i'm going.

yesterday was fun - mom's bachelorette party and bridal shower was interesting.
it was indeed the weirdest thing EVAR.
anyway.
my cousin julie said something that has just confused the hell out of me.
"nikki, you deserve better than wes. sure, you may think you love him, but you shouldn't settle for mediocre. [michelle chimed in here 'yeah, don't settle for mediocre!'] he doesn't have a job, he doesn't go to school. what is he going to do with the rest of his life? [i shrugged] see? you deserve so much better. you need a good man, someone who will help support you. you don't want to support wes all you're life, do you? [i said no] you need someone who will treat you right and will be good for you. that's who you want to fall in love with. and you'll find him someday. you just need to wait for him."

oh my god, i love her. we may not get along all the time, but she's right.
and i feel horrible about it.
advice? please.

I won't stop until I am under your skin.

Thu, 31 Jul 2008 02:49:29 GMT

talking of moving is exhausting.
but the relative plan is this.
i'm moving in with him in september.
i'll get a new phone number and whatnots.
and a new job.
and i'm going to lay off college for a year or two.
to save up monies to move somewhere.
where ever we want.
we're looking in to tennessee.
its so pretty down there.

<3
nika.

so don't delay - act now! supplies are running out.

Sun, 13 Jul 2008 01:36:59 GMT

Hello.
Hi.
I'm webcamming with Allen right now.
We're bored.
So I'm blogging. LAAAAME.

i'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.

Thu, 19 Jun 2008 12:43:18 GMT

okay, so.
i just did my first overnight shift at mcdonald's.
way different than i could've imagined.
totally not the point, though.
the song that i used for the entry is by Frou Frou.
i turn to Frou Frou when I'm depressed to try to make myself feel better.
and no, this is not some desperate cry for help.
i just need some place to rant out all the feelings i have for people and my life.
i need some place to plan out how i'm going to get out of this hell hole.
i need to not be judged for this.
because i've some awful things to say.

first and foremost.
i do not hate my life. i hate most of the terrible things in it. and i don't really hate anything, besides clowns. i purely detest them. i feel like my life is this massive spiral, and the majority of this spiral is going downhill. with all that said.
i had a really nice talk with grandma this morning. i cried for about an hour because i don't feel happy. i thought that spending more time with mom would make me happy and such. but no. after what happened [details behind the cut later], i feel like she's repelling me more. i'm not made of money, and that's what she expects of me. i suppose that if i hadn't been so careless before now, i'd be a lot better off, but that's a mistake i don't regret. having fun with my friends is not something i regret. anywho, i suppose that after all that's gone on, i just need to get out of here. i feel like i'm in some warped world where this is not my family, not my life that i'm living.

i know i should feel fortunate that i have all that i have and more because i know that somewhere out there, someone else is not complaining about life and has less than i do. that's cool. i appreciate what i have. i sincerely do. but. the point is that i'm not happy. and i'm going to escape this torture soon enough.

note, i totally had the intention of ranting.
then i got distracted.
i'm going to change.
for good.

- nika.

its easy once you know how its done.

Sun, 15 Jun 2008 07:37:08 GMT

i'm tired.
x3
i'ma go to bed soon, i swear.
just wanted to post a little sumtin-sumtin.
.___.
definitely didn't look right at all.

anyway.
i made a list.
of 100 things people probably don't know about me.
and i want you to read it.
see how many you didn't know.
follow the cut.

1. I try to be optimistic.
2. I fail horribly at this.
3. My favorite breed of dog is a Siberian Husky.
4. I want one of them when I move into a house.
5. The poor guy that has to live with me for the rest of his life better know what he's in for. [Too much, if you ask me.]
6. I hate myself more than you ever will.
7. I complain, sometimes, just for the **** of it.
8. I say "I hate my life" when too many things go wrong at once.
9. But I'm trying not to.
10. I'm way too sensitive for really mean jokes.
11. But I can be mean to other people.
12. Most of my friend are either older than I am or younger than I am.
13. I have about ten friends around my age.
14. I have more than one best friend.
15. I'm a hopeless romantic.
16. I'm completely incomplete.
17. I like cliche.
18. Chick flicks make me happy.
19. They also make me cry.
20. I hate watching the Disney movie "Bambi".
21. I want to be a princess.
22. I wanna be a Kennedy [thanks, Kill Hannah!]
23. I'm extremely paranoid. About everything.
24. Sometimes I can't help myself and I won't even try to.
25. I'm a writer, but I don't like what I write.
26. I wish I looked differently.
27. Maybe then I'd like myself.
28. I'm sarcastic to a T. Capital T, bitches. Get it right.
29. I'm only happy when it rains [Woo! A Garbage reference.]
30. I'm extremely shy the first time I meet people.
31. I want to know what people think all the time.
32. I'm a criminal justice major in college.
33. I'm almost a sophomore!
34. I feel I have forgotten too much of my past to get on with my future.
35. I'm decisively indecisively. Haha. And you thought I was done with that.
36. I get bored very easily.
37. I like fruit.
38. Stephen Lynch is my hero.
39. I'm obsessed with Johnny Depp.
40. I hate talking on the phone most of the time.
41. I get nervous when I call people.
42. My best friends kick your best friend's asses.
43. Margaret Atwood is my favorite author.
44. I used to love chemistry and math.
45. Thanks to college, I now hate them.
46. I'm fluent in Spanish and English [I would hope at least English].
47. I bookmarked myself on InterPals.
48. I want to learn French, Italian, German, and Russian.
49. I'm really quiet when I want to be.
50. Most people know me as loud and obnoxious.
51. Actually, that's really only people at work.
52. I work at a McDonalds.
53. I'm getting a second job.
54. I'm a full-time student.
55. I'm also a zombie. That's how I survive.
56. I'm Kay's pet zombie in my spare time.
57. I almost put forty-seven instead of fifty-seven.
58. I hate being poor.
59. I work my *** off.
60. I need a promotion.
61. I'm trying to do my best, but I feel I'm not working hard enough.
62. My friends think I'm depressed.
63. I never spend enough time with people.
64. I'm always wrapped up in my own little world.
65. I don't feel like its doing very much for me now.
66. I know I'm a hypocrite.
67. I'm not ashamed to admit it.
68. I'm waiting to find the right person.
69. Mr. Right is hiding, somewhere.
70. I'm never in the mood to go out.
71. I always think I look like ****.
72. I love watching wrestling.
73. I don't care if you think its fake.
74. My favorite wrestlers are Triple H, Batista, and Jeff Hardy.
75. I want breakfast in bed.
76. I want to be happy.
77. I know that's unreal.
78. I love music.
79. Its my most favorite thing on the planet.
80. I'm running out of things to say.
81. I have brown hair.
82. I love my chopped layers.
83. I've dyed my hair every color.
84. I like coloring my hair red.
85. Its very pretty.
86. I'm a Sagittarius.
87. I don't pay much attention to my horoscope unless I want something.
88. My classes are really boring.
89. I hate waiting for them.
90. I hate the prices of gasoline.
91. I wrecked my car once.
92. I have a new one now.
93. My car is the ****.
94. Even though it has like a bajillion miles on it.
95. I'm a procrastinator.
96. I'm almost done.
97. I like talking to people.
98. Some people creep me out.
99. I hate working drive-thru at McDonalds.
100. I'm done now."

Also.
I founds you a picture to enjoy.
>>>> Here. Clickity click, por favor.

who's to know if your soul will fade at all?

Fri, 30 May 2008 17:31:21 GMT

the seether concert was awesome.
flyleaf = sick. damn.
it was still good though.
i loved it.
<333

i'm the leading [wo]man and the lies i weave are oh so intricate.

Mon, 19 May 2008 21:33:01 GMT

hahaha.
i love fall out boy.

SEEETHER AND FLYLEAF ON WEDNESDAY!
wooo.

you are my only, girl, but you're not my owner, girl.

Wed, 14 May 2008 21:30:36 GMT

i don't understand why i'm still taking this stupid class. i mean honestly. i could've freed up a lot of my time if i didn't have to be here right now, worrying about my test grades.

fuckin shit. gr.
i hate chemistry now.
grawr.

<3 nika.

that's fucking bullshit .. i would never be caught in .. GEORGIA.

Wed, 14 May 2008 05:52:12 GMT

it is officially decided that sam and i are taking over the universe. so when we reign supreme, you mother fuckers better bow to our every command. and i mean EVERY command.

on other news. i think, and this is just a thought, that shelly might be considering me to move up at work. she's giving me more and more chances to prove that i can be a great manager at work. last week, i had shift two nights in a row and the store looked great after both nights, and i have shift like four times next week. its awfully inspiring to think that someone's watching me and thinking "god, she could make it bigger here." shelly rules. all of the managers were on thirty days probation, and i survived.

vacation to colorado - september first through seventh. me. haley. a greyhound bus. and memories of our own. i'm so excited. woo.

<3 nika.

oh btw, stephen lynch owns your soul. the end.

twenty, twenty, twenty-four hours ago.

Wed, 09 Apr 2008 15:55:58 GMT

So this really isn't going to be all from the past twenty-four hours. But the cute kid sitting not that far from me with his headphones on listening to the Ramones made me want to go home and play it on Guitar Hero. Merr. Anyway. I fail horribly at maintaining a journal. I just never like typing things out that I can already say or rant about, and I'm usually ranting anyway. I guess I'm just lazy. ....... There was an extremely long break between the last sentence and this one since I kind of a) lost my train of thought and b) was distracted by other people. Blame Joanie and my boyfriend for that.

Let's see. Work sucks.
School blows.
I'm so tired of going to classes. I like sleeping all day. =]

i'm not gonna write you a love song 'cause you asked for it.

Sun, 10 Feb 2008 19:04:40 GMT

I feel like crap. Each time I move my head, I get dizzy. When I stand up to walk, I'm dizzy. So laying in bed looks like the only option I really have, and that's not cool because I have homework that still needs to be done. Curse you, evil sicknesses. The only thing I can do is to let the medicine take its time to work. I'm probably going to miss school on Monday because of this sickness. Mom said I still don't have a lot of color to me, and my body heat is still pretty high. But, I'm not running a fever anymore so that's at least kind of better.

there's still some rules to follow.

Sun, 27 Jan 2008 18:38:43 GMT

GUH.
fucking guh.
I'm tired.
As hell.
Wanna sleep.
Need to stay up.
Work in less than four hours.
Not excited.
Homework due tomorrow.
Not done.
-kicks-

I'm so lazy.

nothing left to say here, everything is so clear.

Fri, 25 Jan 2008 15:27:49 GMT

I guess. I don't know anymore. I feel like complete crap today, but I know I need to go to class. I've been majorly procrastinating too. I haven't caught up in my reading of Kavalier and Clay and that obviously showed.

I also feel extremely tired as of late. I've been going to bed as soon as I get home from work, and I can't even get up after eight hours of sleep. I know teenagers are supposed to average about 9 1/4 hours, but damn. I didn't get up until 9:30 this morning, and I had things I wanted to do, namely read. However, this is not the case.

I have to go meet Elizabeth and Dr. Clemens at 11, which is rapidly approaching and I am nowhere near ready. I'm still in pajamas for crying out loud.

I DUN WANNNA.
-cries-
Can I just go back to sleep?
Pwease?

well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say.

Sat, 29 Dec 2007 07:40:59 GMT

Once again, life throws me this curveball. I mean, seriously. Its fucking rude to get someone's hopes up and then throw them against the wall like a glass dish WAITING to be broken. First and foremost, I want to note that I feel like shit - blotchy eyes, water works, the sniffles - all of it. This situation isn't helping this. It is the cause of everything. Yesterday, I got Travis' cell phone number and was texting him and my best friend Joanie. I tell her everything, including that I was starting to like him. And she was all like "Yeah, he's a cutey" and stuff like that. Well, he text me saying he wanted some place to go, and I was like "what do you mean?" and he said "i want to go somewhere." so I replied with "where do you want to go?" and he said, "where ever. if its nicole [cause I hadn't told him it was me yet], where ever with you." So I thought for a MINUTE that he might have liked me too. I got my hopes up, and this is foolish of me because EVERYTIME. And I do mean EVERY DAMN FUCKING TIME I get my hopes up, they get crushed. So I was hanging around him today at work. He hugged me a couple of times and whatnot. And I went outside in the rain to hang out with him 'cause he asked me to. Later that evening, he told me something - "Will you do me a favor?" And I told him I would.
"I like someone."
"Who?"
"Someone you know."
"Joanie ... Rita?"
"Maybe."
"You're not helping. Who is it?"
"One of the people you mentioned."
"Joanie?"
"Yeah... Hey! You talk to her a lot. Will you find out if she likes me?"
-already knew the answer to that question-
"..Sure. -walk away-"

I text Joanie and told her we needed to talk - badly - and she came back into the store and promptly found me in the office, very sullen and upset. I told her what he said, and she said she felt bad because not only did she like him but she knew I liked him and that I'm her best friend. Yet. I'm the very unselfish person and put everyone else before myself. She deserves a good guy like him, and if we both like him, then there's something good about him. I told her to go for it. And now they're dating. I saw him kiss her and it about tore me up inside. I shouldn't care, because she's happy. And she's my best friend. That's what matters. I don't want to lose her because of my jealousy. But it just seems that life throws me the worst curveballs I've ever seen. I told her to go for it. I should've seen this coming. It is my stupidity that causes this horrible feeling that lingers around me.

Well, we went out tonight. I told Travis he could come, because he was just going to wander around town for the night, but I was nice and told him to come with us. So we went to play pool. And he kissed her in front of me. My god did I feel like the third wheel. I barely talked to him, and her for that matter as I was consumed in pretending that everything was okay. I told them I was texting my mom about me going about, but I was turning to someone else for support. And she's my saint. [I love you, Hal. You rock my world.]

I just need to stay away from them for a while to let this pass. I'm happy for them both, I just hate this feeling.

God, I miss my grandfather. I want him back more than ever at times like these. He'd help. He'd hold me in his arms and tell me things will be okay.

I want to believe it, I do.
I just don't.

Breathing gets harder, even I know that.

Fri, 21 Dec 2007 07:09:38 GMT

OH MY GOODNESS.
AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!
WHY.

travis is cute.
travis flirted with nika.
nika flirted with travis.
<3

Tue, 18 Dec 2007 05:58:11 GMT

THEY ARE GETTING MARRIED.
AND THEY WAITED A WEEK TO TELL ME.
A FUCKING WEEK.

now i feel more alone then ever.
guess i'll keep pretending everything's okay.
hate.

i'd take it to my grave.

Sun, 16 Dec 2007 18:37:04 GMT

i'm going HOME.
fina-fucking-lly.
we're delayed here in Tampa, as the plane that we're getting on [when it gets here] is delayed as well.
Supposedly the plane was downgraded from a 737 to a 717 - it lost TWENTY seats. Its realy weird.
Anyway, that's the latest update.
I should get home around 8 PM tonight, thankfully.
I'm ready to sleep in my own bed.
I miss it.
<3

it was my birthday, my stupid birthday.

Tue, 11 Dec 2007 15:26:35 GMT

we got along, we got along, we got along until you did that. and now all i want is just my stuff back. did you get that? let me repeat that. i want my stuff back.

this song is so addictive and i don't know why. maybe its because of the music itself. normally i wouldn't listen to aly & aj but i heard this song at a bowling alley earlier this month, and that's how i got addicted. meh.

right now i'm sitting at my cousin Marlene's house, almost bored out of my mind. thank you wifi.
XD

so i will be in hudson [ pasco county ] today. and headed back to hernando tonight. tomorrow st. pete, hopefully. i'ma call the bus company tomorrow morning when i take a walk and see what they say the best route will be to get down to st. pete.

gramma was like "O_O I don't want you to be switchin' buses all the tiime. I'm like a babysitta."

I'M NINETEEN. WHY DO I NEED A BABYSITTER STILL?
T___T
i hate my mother for saying that to her.

kiss me beneath the milky twilight.

Mon, 10 Dec 2007 21:12:06 GMT

so.
i'm going swimming. XD
just thought i'd share.
lawl.
tomorrow @ marlene's is questionable. but ho well.
uhhhm idk.
hsdfnvmvmsvdlfvndv.
gr?
rrrraaawwwrrr.
=]

nikapants.

Promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it.

Sun, 09 Dec 2007 23:40:21 GMT

So, Florida is AMAAAAAAAAZIIIING~
I'm on my cousin's computer because mine is a wench.
Rather, the internet signal I pick up is a wench and it won't put me online. So I'm borrowing my cousin's computer maybe once a day or two to check on things. I will get AIM on my cell phone [and tell my mother that I'll pay for the over charges] so that I can talk to a few people. Other than that, its plain ole email until next Sunday night.

I tried to get on in Atlanta to post one more update before i got here, but they wanted to charge 7.95 for internet access and I was like "T__T no." so i didn't. And I couldn't pick up much of a signal in Tampa or when we were driving to get to where I am now.

Anyways, everything is bueno. I like it. The weather is REAAAAALLLY warm. XD
No parents until next Sunday. No family ['cept gramma and the cousins]. No problems [except me cometing my cousin's sink because I'm so used to doing it at work. LAWL].
I'm gonna go for a walk around the neighborhood, check things out. Make a call or two. And then be back on tomorrow so I can talk to everyone some more.
Today we have an ice cream cake for my birthday and we're going to cut it and sing,. Wooooo <3

HO! Birthdaypresents: Tickets to see Wicked opening night [Jan. 9th], $20 gift card to Chipotle, $25 gift card to Chipotle, and a $25 gift card to Starbucks. Mmmmm. They know what I like. But there's no Johnny Depp.
='[
Pobresitanika.

nika.

I'm not an addict .. Maybe that's a lie.

Sat, 08 Dec 2007 08:15:49 GMT

Y'know, I do this everytime. I create a blog. I update it a few times, I let it sit for a while, and then this process repeats like all the time. Well, guh I say to you. Guh. I guess I'll have to chronicle things by topic. So, lookout world. LJ-Cuts are below.

{ }
Work.
First and foremost, I love work. I lovelovelovelovelove iiiit. (READ: OMG I want to slit my throat before I go back to work again.) Okay, so its not that bad. Its not great, but not horrible. I'm actually figuring out that there's drama no matter where you go. I think Shelly hates me because she puts me in back cash [drive thru's first window] all the time when I work with her and it drives me crazy to be back there because I shouldn't have to be back there. Everyone else is supposed to be cross-trained to do EVERYTHING in the entire store, and though they're not all to those standards yet, we're getting there. Still, there's no reason for me to be back there when we have more than enough people. And she wonders why her drive-thru times suck when I'm in back cash - because everyone else sucks at table and shit. And then there's Rita. I love her to pieces, don't get me wrong, but her favoritism is for David, and that kills me. First of all, salary managers are not supposed to show favoritism to ANY other manager or crew member. Its wrong. Makes everyone else feel bad. But she shows it. Todd and I notice this a lot, actually. She shows her animosity toward us both whenever we work with her, and he gets away with ANYTHING. Drives me absolutely bonkers. Oh well, I guess. Not much I can do but complain, and I do that enough already. Jennifer's causing some drama recently too. The other day, she came up to me and asked me, "Who do you like better on night shift: me or Todd?" And my answer, you ask. "Todd. He's not a spaz." I didn't mean to be rude, but blunt, yes. She spazzes out all the time when things are not right, and then she yells at everyone for it - especially me. To that comment about yelling at me, she replied, "Well, I'm just making sure that you're being the best you can be." They wouldn't have made me a manager if I wasn't better at things than everyone else, would they? Doubt it. Well, I found out tonight that Todd heard from a couple of other people that she asked them that same question of who they liked better. He was telling me, as I gave him a lift home so he didn't have to walk in the rain, that it broke his heart because they hung out a lot and lately she hadn't been answering his texts or calling him back at all. So I guess he's a little bit hurt about all of this, and I would be too if I were him. That's just not right to go behind someone's back and make things between them a competition. OH right. I forgot to mention that she apparently told someone that "I don't know why they keep putting him on night shift; I could run it better with both hands tied behind my back." She's being such a hooker. But, on the other hand, I expected something like this from her. So, let's go to brighter news- I love Joanie. XD I loved her before, and I love her more. She's my best friend. Seriously. She's nine years older than me, but she and I have bonded so much since we've started working together that its unreal. The other day, I knew she was my best friend because she started telling me everything. We went out together the other night to a bowling alley to hang out, and when someone asked who I was, she said, "That's my best friend, Nicole." It made me feel so special. I've had friends before, but Joanie and I are pretty close. Don't get me wrong, I have other people really really close to me, but they don't know everything about me. Joanie does. She can predict me down to a perfect T. Oh, and I took a cake to work today. That was GOOOD. OMG. I loved the cake. I couldn't have found a better one if I tried going to a professional bakery. I got it from Wal-Mart. And usually, I loathe them. But the cake was splendid. I had "Happy Birthday David and Nicole" written on there, since David's birthday is the 19th and mine is Sunday. Woooo!

School.
Finally! FINALS ARE OVERRRRRRRRR. That's exciting. Grades should be coming in soon, I s'pose. I don't really want to know. Everything is done until January 7th, except me giving a final copy of my schedule for winter quarter to work. This quarter I took Calculus [8-8:50 AM M-F], Honors English Composition 101 [9-9:50 AM MWF], Web Publishing [11-12:50 PM MW], Extended Basic Spanish IV [1-1:50 PM WMF], and Student Success Skills [12:30-1:20 PM Th]. That schedule was pretty hectic for me, especially working almost every night and not getting enough time to work on calculus since it was HARD. Gr. Anyway, so my schedule should be a little bit better. First Year Chemistry II [9-9:50 AM MTWF], First Year Chem Lab II [4-6:40 PM M], Popular Fiction [12-12:50 PM MWF], Honors English Composition 102 [1-1:50 PM MWF], and Introduction to Psychology [11-12:15 PM T&Th]. Its less credit hours than before, and I should be able to do a lot more work between breaks. I even get to sleep in a little more now. That should be better. Thank goodness. I would've gone crazy if I had to keep getting up at 6:30 AM for class. Now I can get up at quarter til 8 AM. =]

UPDATE STATUS: Its 8:01 AM and we're sitting at the Dayton International Airport, waiting for our 8:30 AM flight. Ooh fun, right? Eh. The car ride here was a little longer than expected because my mom + map = BAD IDEA. We never give her a map to navigate where the heck we're going, and yet she does it anyway. She's a goof. I love her anyway though.
<3

So the next time I check back, it will be between 10:30 AM and 11:50 PM as that is our layover in Atlanta. So as soon as we get to the next gate and such, I'll be here. =]
Hopefully that's sooner than I expect. Time needs to move quicker so I get there faster. Then I suppose its family time, and party-ness. And such until the rest of the gang leaves, and then FREEEEEEE TIME to do whatever the hell I please, eh? Right-o.
ZE END. XDDD
Thats a little End Of Ze World for you right there.

So, I got two birthday presents from Brian - a black Ralph Lauren messenger bag that's REALLLLLLLLY kyoot and the Guitar Hero III companion disk. It has some of the songs that are featured on the game as a compilation disk, and its preetty sweet. AFI and Velvet Revolver. Mmm. That's yummy. I looooooovelovelovelovelove it.

More soon, I promse. New updates from ATL coming soon as possible.
Happy early birthday to me.
<3
Nikapants.

you and me have a disease.

Thu, 22 Nov 2007 15:48:16 GMT

First and foremost, Happy Turkey Day! I hope that everything is pleasant there for you [I wish I could say 'as it is for me', but that's a longshot]. My expectations for this Thanksgiving are the same as they are every year - none. Although, I do have my hopes up for a little family outrage because of the way my mom and my aunt have taken over Christmas and turned it into something not even worth mentioning here because of how ridiculous it is.

Now, on to the better stuff.

With Thanksgiving here already, that means that quiet a few things are scheduled to be arriving here soon.
1) End of Autumn Quarter. [Next Week. AAAAHHHHHH~]
2) Exams. [December 3rd-8th.]
3) My birthday! Woo! I'll be 19!
4) Vacaaation~ [-sings- "On an island in the sun.." Oh, I wish. We're going to Fla.]
5) Christmas!
6) More ~~dreaded~~ family time.

Whew, that's a lot to think about. Maybe I'll just stick with the next couple of weeks for now. Don't want to get too far ahead of myself now or I'll lose track of the present. That'll be baaaad.

And from there, we cut to a drem I had yesterday.
This dream was so vivid that I felt worn out, completely drained of any sort of energy to do anything before I went to work. I could only sit with my laptop [and it was more of a half-sit half-leaned over pose actually]. Nevertheless, I can aptly recall it, and I'll dish, because it was a little weird to dream of people I've never physically met or spent time with; people that I know from my online escapades [I love that word, btw].

The dream started out as a party, complete with a dance hall and everything for my aunt; the party was being thrown by my mother. I had asked earlier if I could bring a friend, and my mother complied, so I had asked my friend Kasha to go along. She instantly agreed, and together we got all snazzied up for a party in which we were each other's entertainment [because we assumed the other stuff was crap]. And for a party for someone over forty, it was decent enough to keep the two of us mildly entertained. There was some music, but not the sort of stuff you'd see anyplace else, y'know?

Well, the cake was to be delivered to the party, and it was late. My mother, getting aggitated by this, called the place she had ordered the cake from [and she had right to do this as she spent three hundred dollars on cake ALONE], and they said it was on the way. No sooner than she had made the call, a small grey truck pulls up to the entrance and honks its horn. Inside the truck was a guy, about 6'1'' or 6'2'' that I had never seen before. We all had gone out to get the cake, since it was so big and they'd need help carrying it in, but turns out that he had brought the wrong item to the wrong party.

At this point, my mother's furious because of all the little nit-picky things that have gone wrong with this party. [And you know how it is if you've held a party; you want everything to be perfect.] And with my mother's anger comes repercussions. Literally. She started picking up handfuls of the cake for the other party and threw it at this guy, who hopped into his truck for protection from flying cake. When she finally stopped, he got out [slowly, since she had turned around and furiously stormed off into the party hall], and he turned to Kasha and I [as we were kind of standing there awestruck] to apologize. And I apologized in return, after small time introductions, for my mother's erratic behavior. I found his name was John, and he did this sort of job on the side as a second job while he went to school. He left then, and came back later with a friend [whom Kasha found out was named Phillip] to apologize again.

From here, the dream gets weirder. The day passes, and Kasha and I are hanging around my house on a Sunday afternoon, bored with no idea what to do. We then decide that it would be a good idea to go hang around the pool for a while with the weather being as hot as it is, so we get changed ito some swimsuits and headed down to the pool [Picture living in a BIG suburban community, complete with its own clubhouse, large pool, and stuff like that]. Carrying towels over our shoulders, we see the guy, John, who had delivered the wrong cake to the party, and his friend Phillip.

From there, it just gets a lot weirder. I won't elaborate much more, but its filled with cutesy romance, paint, and other stuff you would expect to find in a Hilary Duff movie. XD

With that said, I started this entry FOREVER ago. XD And the family should be showing up soon. Plus, I still have to post this to another journal, and perhaps I'll go get my calc final and start it. NOT. I'll go play GH. And maybe I'll buy GH3 tomorrow if its cheap.

<3
Nika.

crashed and burned into the security wall.

Tue, 20 Nov 2007 03:18:31 GMT

Well, hello there. My name is Nika, as I guess you probably did or didn't know. I'm a college student, at nineteen years old [oh, its only less twenty days away, so hush], and I go to the University of Cincinnati. Uhm, I'm not very good with introducing myself, and I normally let a survey do that sort of thing, but I don't think I'll do that this time.

So, I will blog in traditional fashion. With updates on life.

The UC OneStop website is being a witch, literally, and for some reason it isn't recognizing my password, though I know its right [unless my mother logged in and changed it; i don't think she's that cruel], so I've been locked out of the site. This, however, means that I cannot register for classes for next quarter, and that is something that NEEDS to be done ASAP. I don't want my schedule to screwed up again, just after I figured out what I was going to do with it. That would literally suck very badly, and I don't need that - not with the rest of the stress I'll be getting with finals coming up here in two weeks. Dr. V told us we'd be getting a calc final tomorrow from him, after we turn in the test we've been working on since Thursday. And I wanted to do that this weekend, I swear I did. But for once, I had a little fun, and that was nice.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy being busy with the combination of school and work because it keeps my mind occupied, and that is something I appreciate. It is a level of work that I want to aspire to achieve. Hopefully I'll get really good at it one day. Nevertheless, I need to get registered for next quarter before I get screwed again.

Meh, I'm a little tired. I'm debating if I want to put up an application for EKU again. Rutgers is looking good to me right now. And getting away from Ohio would be nice. I guess we'll find out soon.

<3 Nika.