Well.............hot damn.
Within the last month I'd say my romantic exploits have sky rocketed.
Well, more like being from- first closed mouth kiss with one person, ~ to- ..........*cough* well we won't go too much into that >_>

So at 6:25 I saw 'Madea goes to jail' with rachums. Jen was supposed to go but couldn't cause whatever. Rach and I also talked about philosophical shiz before leavin' the house (and I WAS gonna take the truck so we could both use our cars so she could go straight home after and I had to kind of tidy up my room in exchange for the truck but the fucking battery died right when we were gonna leave, grah.) But now that I'm home I called gina to see what's up but I'm not sure cause she said she would hafta call me back. What sucks though is that a week ago I got a bottle of vodka in exchange for being a sober driver and I was gonna share with gina but I can't fucking find it!!! Where the FUCK could it have gone??? I don't know if one of my parents took it (beileve me, it wouldn't be surprising) but how the hell would I go about asking them? "Hey guys, I can't find my bottle of vodka. You know where it is?" Yeah, that would be great to say to my parents...

I want to say he's not my father that I used to know. I'm not able to because I only have faint memories of such a long time ago. I can't say what's different, but I know it's not who I loved. I didn't know till it was too late to know that I always wanted him happy, because before he always had a smile on. I don't understand why I always felt he had a smile on, mom and dad used to fight all the time, me crying in the room. He'd always say "Not in front of Alea. Not in front of Alea"

Finally got to talk to Ian again (may have been a miss-dial but whatever!) Talked about chess and how I need to beat him, and cooincidentaly him and his friends have been getting more into chess too. Also found out that during the summer the old Horizons (my awesome special school where I rode the short bus) people will be having a little reunioun. Oh my god apparently ashly is fucking pregnant. While talking on the phone with Ian the stupid cows are still freaking howling their little heads off. They've been doing that CONSTANTLY for a couple days now. Grah. Mom called the people who own the ranch about how she thinks one of them could be hurt (just imagine a bunch of cows mourning the loss of their fellow herd mate, so sad, but annoying as fuck.....I'm a bad person.....now I feel bad. Fuck.) Apperantly the ranchers (Ulapalikua or some fucking name of the ranch) they said the cows were herded out there a couple days ago, and the noise could be coming from one of them having a baby or somethin'. Mom told me this when we were at Herold and Ann's having dinner (our neighbors from alaska.) I'm glad I saw them (though Jen was supposed to go with me and it was boring, I'm still glad I went, with or without her.) I'm also ironically mad/laughing at myself because the first thought that came into my head was, "It's good I see them before they die." They're not even THAT old. Then I started to wonder when I'll be at the age when kids will be saying that about me. But I remember how as soon as I'm old enough to get away with it I'm gonna start wailin' on people with a cane. But hot damn, even though I'm not old enough to think everything's too cold, the kona winds are coming in and making it even COLDER than the last time I ranted about it. It's still raining too. But at least we get some sunny breaks inbetween.

Subject line- Reference to spongebob

GODDAMN it's gotten too fucking cold during the mornings. I go out to have a smoke like, "Yeah dude, this is a pretty nice day. It's gonna be awesome!" Till BAM! "WTF?! This shit makes my arms frozen....not cool." But I guess I really shouldn't complain seeing how it's actually just in the low 70's range. Alas, I am still not used to it. It's better than being hot. All sweaty like. Makes you feel like a pig, for super serial (reference to south park).

Today is the day of ultimate job hunting! *cue dramatic music here* Usually there arn't any good jobs but now there's an AWESOME job opportunity that I really wanna take. Though, I help my fasha' in his carpentry, and I overheard him talking to a client about a HUGE job.....maybe I won't need to job hunt >.> It's makes my head spin...right round baby, right round, like a record baby, right round, round, round.
Yes, Yes I did have to do that.
Anyway...
At least I got up by 10....which seems kind of pathetic BUT I STILL DID IT! YOSH!


Okay, so this is 5 minutes later and I asked dad if I was helping. And yes, I am. So I ask, ".......so I shouldn't call people about jobs?"
Of course dad ruined (yet saved me the trouble of) job hunting. But wtf, I got up early for this shit. I do see the irony in how I got up at 10, but I mean COME ON! I do feel comfort in the fact that I'm gonna be makin' moola starting tomarrow without the hassle. But really? Now? When I finally find a great job opportunity after months of searching through shit? Gah!
*waves hand dissmissidly* Whatever.....but I'm still asking about that job opportunity, fuck yeah I am. I need a steady mother fuckin' job. Not ones that comes every so often. SO frustrating...

Okay so it's 11:21 pm right now and I have to get up early tomarrow for the infamous JOB HUNT!!! Yes, I am jobless and poor T^T. Ah fuckin' money problems. I wish I could just tell every bill person to 'SUCK IT' but that wouldn't be good now would it.
I slept so goddamn late today too. Lately i've been getting up on my own at like fucking 7am. But we all know that's from my goddamn mattress wrecking my back and waking up like 'fuck this shit, mattress we need to have some time appart. I know it'll be hard for the pillows to accept but we just have to reassure them it's not their fault.....even though their flat as fuck and hurt my neck....'