Well I had myself a weird thing happen. Hopefully, I didn’t do anything stupid, again. Today is Thursday, right? Which means it’s Vampire Day. I may not be able to watch it on my TV but I can watch it online. Well, if my link works. That’s the only kicker. I can get excited, but not too excited because who knows what will happened tomorrow. At 9:30pm, though I have Anger Management too! Oh, I just realized that not only am I going to have Ridiculousness for Valentine’s Day, but also Anger Management too. Since it is, in fact on a Thursday. Whoohoo for me! Maybe it won’t suck as bad as I thought it would. Man, did I just jinx myself bigtime. I’ve been reading some again. The last day I read was on Sunday. Book #4 will be coming out soon and I’m getting more and more anxious. I don’t see myself buying the physical book though. I think I might have to follow my mom’s words and just keep buying the books on Amazon for my Kindle. Just smarter that way I think. Sorry, for this being so short. Not at all going on with me today. We’re suppose to get some snow tonight and from all the talk on Facebook right now, the roads are getting slick and icy. Explains my depressing/lazy mood.
So last night wasn’t so bad. It could have turned out to be a lot worse. From all the talk on the news that pretty serve weather was towards us late last night. Here’s what happened last night. My parents didn’t go to bed until around 9pm. I had my mom put on my headphones, like she does every night. We knew we’d be awake again around midnight, so might as well try to get some sleep in the meantime. It was really windy outside and it had been raining most of the afternoon, so for once it had actually stopped raining, but wind kept picking up more and more. I had taken my headphones around 11pm. Did my prayers and rolled over on my left side (towards the window) and kept hearing the wind blow as hard as it could. As much as it blew though, we never once lost power. My satellite went out once, but that was it. A little before I did try to sleep, I found a little mosquito, just chilling on my wall. He picked a bad spot, because I turned over and grabbed the curtain and killed him. He wasn’t going to bite me tonight and I wasn’t about an itch fest either. His guts are still on my wall. I was happy he stayed on my wall instead of falling on top of my blanket up against my wall.
I swear as soon as I rolled over, put on my blanket, and got comfortable enough to drift off to sleep. My dad comes and wakes me up. So much for “trying” to sleep before the storm rolled in. He got me up and put me in the bathtub, since we don’t have a basement. He had a blanket on the bottom, so my butt wasn’t wet and he even had a pillow up against the wall so I could lay back. Remember I told you about my fuzzy pink zebra pants? Yeah, I discovered something last night. I can’t lay back up against a wall or anything, because if I do. I will have a really bad wedge and when I wanted to scoot back towards the back of the tub, my pants and the blanket kept sticking together. My dad woke up my sister and I thought she was going to have to come into the tub too, so I tried to move back but I couldn’t for the life of me. She didn’t even come into the tub, because it didn’t so bad as what they thought it would. She got up and went into the living room and passed out on the couch. When my mom was switching the channels to see if there were any differences on the other channel. I guess one of our local channels went back to its regular programming because I heard (at least I thought I heard) “Love Bites (So Do I)” by Halestorm playing on TV. Once I noticed it was in face them, I yelled out “that’s Halestorm!” My mom laughed at me because they thought I was asleep because I was so quiet. I was the only one stuck in the bathroom, but I’d rather safe than sorry.
I haven’t done this in a while. I’m sitting on my bed watching The Brady Bunch and listening/singing to Linkin Park’s “When They Come For Me.” You know you’re getting old, when you hear the words “groovy” and “far out” more than once in this show. Even when my mom was in here, well, she first laughed at me for watching it. After she heard what Marcia was talking about and heard the word “groovy” we both said, “oh god” because the only show that says those words is Scooby-Doo. I mean, I know the snow was made in the 60s or 70s, and that’s what all the teenagers said back then. We make fun of the teenagers of this generation and their words? Hearing the words, “YOLO” and “swag” in almost every shows that came out within the last two years, I would rather go back to the 70s and adopt “groovy” all over again. I think every adult that grew up in the 70s would be fine with that too. As along as the fashion of that time, stays in the 70s, I’ll be a very happy person. Okay, scratch that, I would like the guys to dress like the teenagers from the 70s. They didn’t have their pants hanging low and showing the world their underwear. I mean, I knew guys were disgusting, but I just thought some were like that. Honestly, the everything about the last few years needs to change. Take away some of the crazy stuff I have the joy to seeing everyday of my life.
After four days of wearing shorts. I have decided to put on some pajama pants. I have my light pink, zebra, fuzzy pants on. I am not a pink fan, but I am starting to get why the shirt that came with them had a picture of a cupcake on it. The stripes look like swirls like you would put on a cupcake. After a month since Christmas, I finally get it. I only have these pants on because we are supposed to have bad weather coming to us later on tonight. We might be going into the bathtub in the middle of the night while the storms are out. I’m not too excited about it, because it’s not snow. It’s like tornado weather and it’s not even February yet? My aunt just sent a status onto her Facebook saying that her power was out and there was storms for her yet. I am absorbing as much power as much as I can because I can see our power going out like that too. My iPod is being charged up on my stereo. My phone should be good for the next two days, if I don’t go on a texting spree while the storms are around. One good thing about tonight though, I got to finally have Potato soup. I had to share it with ChiChi and Oliver. Poor ChiChi only got two bites, she was too mean to Oliver. He got most of the bites, only because he kept trying grab the spoon when my mom was giving me a bite. We literally laughing our butts off, he acted like a little kitten. It was so cute!
It’s Monday, and I think my body we’re about to have a week of strange weather. Ever since Saturday, just sitting up in two really uncomfortable chairs, my back and hips have been acting up. I have been doing a lot of sitting lately. I just take it day by day, as a good thing. My body is being less lazy and I like it that way, but that also has consequences too. If I do too much, like sit up or use my legs a lot in one day, I’ll have spasms. Take today for example, I’ve been trying to be good about not sitting up a lot today. I’ve been up since noon so I’ve gotten up about three or four times. Yesterday, all I was doing was going up and down, up and down. No wonder my back is starting to spasm on me. My legs aren’t that bad. I haven’t really use them today, since I didn’t go to work today. One of my friends put this weather update on her Facebook, saying we were supposed to some sever weather tomorrow night, early Wednesday morning. After asking her, if this was “serve weather” was snow related or not. She put it was more than like thunderstorms. Here’s the kicker though, it’s suppose to snow on Wednesday. Lovely, isn’t it? Honestly, I don’t think we’re going to get anymore snow. Ice, I can see that happening, but no snow. I’m hoping I’m right. I’d like both to stay the hell away, but that’s just me.
Now that I have that out of my mind. Let’s move onto something more positive. I’ve been complaining about the heat with the furnace being on at night for the past week and a half. It got so hot in my room Saturday afternoon, that I literally had my mom put me in shorts. It’s actually been a long time since I’ve worn shorts. I’m a sweatpants kind of girl. I’ve never liked skirts or shorts in the summer, because if you think I get looks with just my arms. You should see the looks I get when I’m in shorts. Back to the subject though, times call for desperate measures, and I couldn’t take it anymore. So I fixed it. I’ve had shorts on for the last three days. I have forgotten about my cold foot ever since winter started and that foot has been a godsend when it gets really hot in my room. I have a weird body, I know. If you truly knew me front ways and back, you would learn to just laugh at my perfections. The whole spasms I get are not so fun, but everything else in my body makes me laugh because nobody has the same pain as me. You should take that as a good thing.
“Choosing to be positive and having a grateful attitude is going to determine how you’re going to live your life.” – Joel Osteen
“Never love anybody who treats you like you’re ordinary.” – Oscar Wilde
I’ve had a big and long day. As you can see, I got my hair done and its big change for me, which is what I wanted. A change. The last time I dyed my hair was in 2010, it was right after Halloween and a week after my 19th birthday. Emily and I dyed our hair at our nana’s house. Emily got her hair dyed brown and I wanted the same red I wanted in my hair that Halloween, but everybody was against it. So my mom decided to do a light red. Auburn. After Emily got her hair done first, it was my turn and I had to get up on my nana’s kitchen counter, which is much smaller than ours. So it scared the living hell out of me. We had a lot of family around us, so that made me feel a little bit better. After everything was done, I was satisfied with that color at all. The color wasn’t enough for me.
So after that, I think I vowed to never dye my hair again, unless I had somebody do it at a salon. That was my only thing about it. This is actually the second time I wanted this hair color. I wanted it a few years before, but wasn’t allowed. I think everybody liked me as a brunette. After attempting to put both blonde and red highlights in my hair and failed, I don’t really blame everybody for not wanting to risk it. I wanted to take that risk with this. Even though, after the first cycle my hair was a light brown with blonde streaks throughout. Once I saw my blonde parts, I literally panicked inside because I’ve never really wanted to be a blonde. Having highlights was a different thing. Red was always my color, the first color I got when I was younger while I was having a weekend with my grandma and my aunt and her kids. It only lasted 12 days, but I was still freaking out inside because I didn’t know how my dad would approve of it. Something else, you can’t really see is I actually got my hair trimmed and my bangs are now gone. So hopefully I can stop wearing headbands to work. A girl can dream.