Previously on the CC….
Camera slowly pans above the city of Longview, WA. The fog is slowly rolling in from the Columbia river. Camera takes a slow descent into the backyard of a rather long blue house. The camera focuses on a hot tub inhabited by two fabulous ladies.
K: . . . so I call, and no answer. I leave a voicemail for him to call me back. I didn't hear from him so I got bored Sunday evening and called. No answer. Finally I called on Tuesday and left a message that said I felt like I was hounding him even though *he* told *me* to call, and if he wanted to talk or hang out he could just call me because I felt lame calling like
Camera slowly fades into a scene at Brittany's house. She is currently holding up to walls of gingerbread while her mother drips frosting all over the counter but somehow missing the gingerbread house.
Brittany: You aren't doing it right.
Mom: Well you weren't doing any better.
Brittany goes to reach for the bag of frosting. Mother yanks it away.
M: Get away!
B: You are ruining it!
M: You must have put too much water in it. Did you follow the directions?
B: Yeah, I thought so. I didn't know much half a tablespoon was.
M: Are you stupid?
B: …. Mom…. (there is a great tone of anger in her voice)
There is a knock on the door. Mothe
Current Residence: Vancouver, WA Favourite genre of music: All Operating System: Windows XP MP3 player of choice: iPod Favourite cartoon character: Road Runner Personal Quote: "Spring BREAK!"
:lonely: I hate being sick. When I was younger I used to get strep throat a lot.. And by a lot I mean EVERY single month. This feels like strep throat. It hurts a freaking lot. Except I know it's just the flu.
Anyways. You know when you were younger? How people brought you flowers and cards when you were sick? I think they should do that now! I'd give anything to have someone hold me and tell me that everything's alright. And that I'll be better. Someone that will watch a bad chick flick with me on my couch and then turn the channel when I've fallen asleep....
I shouldn't dream about things like that. In a perfect world. I'd love
I always hate the way summer comes to a close. All my friends that I've grown close to move away... To start a completely differen't life. One that will be much better. And here I am. My time will come too, and then I'll be the one to say goodbye.
It really isn't so bad here in Longview. I have great friends here. And i'm so excited for the ones who are getting to leave. I'm excited for those that are already gone and I hope that this year brings more happiness for them then they could ever imagine.
It's sad to see people's relationships end. And i've watched four this summer. Some good, and some not so good. Meh. At least mine is
I'm taking this CNA class in Vancouver. Which for those of you who don't know, is about fourty minutes away from me. So every day I spend about eighty minutes driving in my car. Which means I get a lot of time to think about things. I love this time.
But there is ONE thing I can't stand... And that is people who go 65/70 in the LEFT most lane. Which means that it takes me somewhere close to 50 minutes to get home instead of 30/40. NEVERMIND that the LEFT lane is for people who PASS and go very FAST. Not for people who are OLD or SLOW or STUPID. What i hate the most is that most of these people are men with really big pickup trucks or so