3/31/00

I love waitressing at the diner. I'm having so much fun there. The last two nights I've had to hostess because some girls called in sick, but that's fun too. The people there are so fun. It's a lot of work but it's a great environment to work in.

I've been really irritable the last couple of days. I feel like I need to do something with my life. I scare myself by coming up with these huge plans and not being able to follow through with them. I still want to move out to Cali sometime but god knows when THAT will ever happen. Basically what it is is I don't want to end up one of these people who sits around their entire life making plans and never following through... being stuck at a menial job for forever and a day, barely making enough to pay rent and utility, all the while making plans and going "things will get better." I mean look at the way it was the entire time I was growing up. Having to scrimp and save to pay the phone bill, but consoling ourselves by saying things will get better. Mom always had a plan... we were going to move away, we were going to open a business... but nothing ever happened. I don't want to be a waitress forever, I want to DO something with my life. Now look at this, I'm completely out of inspiration to even write in my nifty little online journal. Oh well. Later...


 
 3/31/00

"just listen to the music of a gentle bossa nova, you'll be dancing with him too before the night is over, happy again..." I love that song, that line gives me goose bumps all over, I really love the way she slows it down and goes "haaaappy again...". That song has been stuck in my head all day and now I'm downloading a newer version of Real Player so I can listen to it at mp3.com. I had a really Girl Interrupted day at work, at the store. When I got there, "Downtown" was on the radio, and when I left, the song from when Daisy killed herself was on, the really sad one that goes "Why does my heart go on beating... why do these eyes of mine cry? Don't they know it's the end of the road, cuz you don't love me anymore..." 

I'm sick today, well I've been sick all week but it's really hitting me last night and today. Kate let me off work early and said she'd do the floor for me because I was like about to pass out from being nauseous and exhausted. I'm in a pretty bitchy mood today too, I'm not a happy camper when I'm sick. I saw like 5 people today who I was actually happy to see, the rest of them I was thinking GET OUT OF MY FACE, I HATE YOU! It kind of sucks to be in a mood like that when I work at the local store and have to deal with people all day. I hung out with Rob for a couple of hours. That was fun. We went down to the park and broke some rules. We really wanted to walk on the beach, by the big lake down there, but there was a big old sign that read "BEACH CLOSED, STAY OUT" hanging on a chain blocking the beach... so we were like "Dammit, we want to play on the beach" so we climbed over the chain and played ball and then Rummy and Poker on the beach for an hour. We didn't get caught either, woohoo!

Last night me, Dave and Rob went down to dad's house to meet Michele and Heather. They seem pretty cool. Heather was a bitch to me when I was first there, but she warmed up to me after a while. Michele is cool, I liked her. She was telling us all about Boise and me and Dave decided we want to go visit there too.

Mom found out I smoke last week. It was funny, she bitched me out for 5 straight minutes and then bummed one. She told me on Wednesday on the way to work though, that I *WILL* quit smoking, she'd taking me on a "little field trip" next week some day when I'm not working and it will apparantly cause me to quit. The only thing me or Dave can think of is that she's taking me to a cancer clinic or something, some place to see those grodey health book pictures of charred lungs of people who died after smoking three packs a day for 80 years. Oh well, I guess I'll find out sometime next week... Anyway I'm going to end this, I can't concentrate anymore, LOL. I got a huge adrenaline rush a couple of hours ago and went downstairs and cleaned up dave's apartment. Now I'm worn out. Later...


 
3/26/00

Well here I am starting my very own online journal. I've seen them on my friends sites and always thought it was a nifty idea, and here I go starting my own. I figure it will not only get the creative juices flowing, sitting down and just writing my thoughts every so often, but also anyone who's interested will be able to take a peek and see what's going on in my life and in my head. (I know, it's a scary thought, isn't it??)

I've gotten the go-ahead from mom to move out to California in September. We had a talk about it and I asked if the opportunity came up for me to go to school out there, would it be ok with her. We talked about it for a while and she ended up saying yes, it would be ok. I'm very excited about it. I just wrote a good sized letter to Grampa Al asking if the offer for me to stay at his house while attending college still stands. That would be great to stay at his house for the first six months to a year that I'm out there, it would give me a chance to earn some cash and really get on my feet before getting my own place. And of course, Dave is coming with me. We both want to end up in San Francisco eventually, so what we're planning is to stay with Grampa Al (assuming he says yes) for a while, while we search for a place of our own up by SF. I'll be going to massage school in Cali. Dave and I had a long talk about this. Apparantly I've got some mad massage skills that I could cash in on and make some money off of. So my plan is to go to massage school, get certified, and then work at a massage parlor for a few years. I'll save up all my extra money, and after a few years I'll go into journalism school, since my long term goal is still to go into journalism.

I'll be doing a lot of travelling this summer. I'm really excited. My schedule so far is Dave and I, and possibly Kevin and Lexie, are going to DC for the gay rights march at the end of April. Also, the moms are getting married there, on the 29th!! I'm so excited. Then in June, me and Dave are taking a road trip down to Atlanta for Pride. We both signed up to be on the staff of Pride. In July, if I can arrange the money situation with my parents, I'll be going to Indiana University for a week, for the high school journalism institute that they have there every summer. In August, if by some grace of god we can scrape up the money, we're hoping to go to Europe for a couple of weeks, to surprise my grandma for her birthday. (So if you know my grandma, SSSHHHHHH, you don't know anything about this!!) Then of course come September, assuming all goes as planned, is the big move to California.