It finally happened.  My mom had me forfeit my debit card today.  I was spending too much money.  I know that I was being irresponsible, but I think it really sucks that I can’t have my card anymore.  I’m sure that I’ll get it back when I’m not in a spending kind of mood.  When I get a little strange in the mental state, I tend to overspend.  I’ve bought 11 domains, 3 cds, 2 dvd sets, 7 dvds, a pendant, 3 pairs of earrings, 5 posters, 1 picture, and 2 tops.  I’ve also been on eBay and bid on 10 Beanie Babies, 3 magazines, 1 dvd set, and a necklace.  See, I’ve spent a bit too much.  Of course, 2 dvds and 2 cds were bought with birthday money.  I was going to start saving money to buy a new computer, but I think that will have to wait a while before I start my computer buying fund.

My dad fell on Thursday while I was at school.  Gretchen tripped him outside and he fell onto the concrete.  He broke his wrist and had to have surgery Friday.  He came home yesterday and he seems to be okay.  He hurts a lot of course and he can’t do anything with his left arm and hand while he’s healing, so that means we have to help him a lot.

I fell yesterday.  Molly jerked her leash away from my mom as we walked outside to walk her and Gretchen.  I ran to go after her, but I had Gretchen, so she ran, too.  Well, when we got onto the street, I fell.  I have scrapes on my hands/fingers (really bad), wrists, and my knee.  I have bruises on 2 fingers on my left hand, my left wrist, and my left elbow.  I still ache all over from the fall.  I can’t take Tylenol, but not because of the addiction.  I can’t have it because it might cause liver toxicity when it combines with Lamictal.

My delusions are coming back.  Bleh.  I became convinced on Thursday that there were cameras in the bathroom at the dorm.  I’m trying to break that thought pattern before it turns into full-blown paranoia, like I had last spring in my dorm room with the smoke detector.  I wish I had more control of these things.

You know, I’m not all comment crazy, but I miss hearing from all my blog buddies.    I guess I need to be a more active blog buddy and visit them, catch up on their lives, and just be more involved in the blogging world.

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Another year has passed and I still have yet to:

NEVER happening:
drink
smoke
try drugs

HOPEFULLY happening someday:
kiss
date
becoming a successful actress
have sex
get married
have kids

PROBABLY happening within the year:
kiss
date
driving (bleh)
deciding between social work and acting, may depend on if I ever actually audition to go to AMDA and if they accept me; also depends on if I can come up with the funds to go there if I get accepted

I received two packages from internet folks–one was a candle, tea, and some lotion.  The other present was two Alias books.  My parents gave me a Hello Kitty necklace, a shirt, and quite a few pairs of pants.  One of my aunts sent me an e-card.  The other sent me a $25 check.  Nana also sent me a $25 check.  Oh, and I got $1 at school.  I could have gotten more if I had remembered to bring a safety pin.  (At A&M, if it’s your birthday, you wear a safety pin so that your friends can each pin a dollar on you.)

So, in honor of my 22nd birthday, I thought it might be fun for everyone to take a quiz about me.  Share your results, but don’t look for answers in the comments…if people actually respond. 

Oh, I need layouts for:
Ashlee Mania
Heath-Ledger.Org
Heavenly Hayden
Holly Marie Combs Online
The Kate Revolution
Rose-McGowan.Net
Shane West Online
Simply Jen
Sophia Uncovered

The pics I’d like used are:
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The next time I write a blog entry, I’ll be 22.  That’s right.  Tomorrow is my 22nd birthday, which means that today is this site’s 5th birthday.  I’ve gotten two presents from online folks.  One person sent me 2 Alias books and the other sent me a candle, some tea, and body lotion.  I thought both gifts were very sweet.  I’m a little surprised that I haven’t gotten any cards from any of my relatives yet.  Maybe they’ll come sometime in the next few days.

I really need to work on getting Celestial back up and running.  Right now the CSS is still screwy and I haven’t added all the themes.  I really should do that, since the board has pretty much been closed for 2 months.  Everyone is welcome to go and visit, though, even if looks like crap.  I do like the theme image that’s up right now.  Gotta love Brokeback Mountain, right? 

I have to go get my soul sucked out today.  That’s right.  It’s library time again.  This time I have to go to give my part of the rough draft of a paper we have to do in Methods.  I had to write about the migration patterns and the discrimination of Cambodians in the US.  The migration patterns was a little difficult to find information about, but I found plenty about discrimination.  I found this one site that I thought would help me with the migration part, but it turned out to a prime example of discrimination.  It basically said that Buddhism was evil and that all Buddhists should be converted to Christianity.  I understand that it was written by a Christian fundamentalist, but calling Buddhism evil?  That’s just absolutely absured.  From what I know about it, Buddhism is anything but evil.  Back to the paper, I should have had my part done already, but I kept forgetting to research.  Everytime I would remember, I’d be away from anything I could use to research.  When I told this to my group, a couple nearly rolled their eyes at me and they laughed.  I can’t help it if I’ve been busy with classes and with other stuff.  Yeah, I should pay more attention to all the classes that I’m in, but sometimes that’s hard to do.

I picked up a postcard for AMDA yesterday before English class.  I would love to go there, but I probably won’t.  I’m still going to try to audition, though.  Since I felt too crappy to go to the cattle call last Thursday, then I’ve got to try some way to pursue my dreams, right?

I don’t have a scale to weigh myself on, but I think that I’m still losing weight.  My jeans seem to be getting bigger and bigger on me.  A pair of jeans that I just bought a month ago has already gotten to be almost to big for me.  It’s weird that I’m still losing, since I’ve been eating more.  I’m constantly hungry.  I mean, within minutes of eating, I get hungry again.  This has only been going on for the past month, but it’s rather annoying.  My mom said it could be because my metabolism has sped up, which I hope is the truth.  Otherwise, I’ll just have to chuck it to the side so it can be classified with my dizziness, fatigue, and achy muscles.

Why is it that people always ask if I drink when I tell them that I’m turning 22?  Aren’t the drinking questions reserved for the 21st birthday.  When I tell them that I’m not going to drink, some say it’s good that I don’t and others say that they want to get me drunk.  I don’t want to drink.  I don’t want to have some adverse reaction to one or more of my medicines from the combination of drinking and my pills.  Also, with my family’s history, it would be a dangerous road to start going down.

Is it ridiculous that I’ve spent five years studying to be a social worker, and now I just want to become an actress?  I mean, I know that I’ve wanted to perform since I was a little kid, but I feel like I’ve messed up somehow.  I think I’ve gone down the wrong path, and that’s a bit scary.  I’d make a good social worker, but I’d rather be doing something that I know I’m good at.  I’m not exactly a people person, so being in social work is a little odd for a person like me.  The only downfall to acting that I can think of is that I have trouble with my memory, but I can work on that, right?  Okay, so there’s another downfall.  If I go to NYC or LA, then I’m going to have to leave my family and that would be really difficult.  I mean, I couldn’t even go to a school 2 hours away.  How could I expect that I could make it even further away from home?

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I wore a shirt that last semester would have earned the designation of “Skanky Shirt”. It’s a low-cut shirt with bell sleeves. It’s really, really pretty, and I look pretty good in it. Well, I learned a new lesson. Boys will not only be nice to you on days when your top is falling down and your bra is showing, they will also be nice if you have a very low-cut top. The first note came from a shirt I wore a couple of weeks ago. I wore it under a jacket and the top came down and it showed half of my bra. On that day, guys were more than willing to hold the door for me and smile at me. Well, yesterday, the second statement came true. I was walking down the hall before Advanced Comp. and Zachary, a guy in my class, looked at my chest before noticing that their was actually a head and neck above the chest. It was very cool, though the guy is not my type. (He’s an agriculture-type major, and I just don’t like the idea of being with a farm boy.)

Dachelle didn’t try any “get rid of the Janet” techniques yesterday. Well, actually, she kind of did. I was trying to take a nap between Art of Interviewing and Advanced Comp. She got a phone call, which wasn’t her fault, but she decided that she couldn’t use a softer voice (like she would do if I was wide awake). She used a loud voice, which kept me from getting my nap. Eventually, she left the room. All of a sudden, it went from 12:30 to 1:30. I got a little nap, but that’s better than no nap at all, right?

Tonight there is a special conference-type thing where you can learn about how to “break into Hollywood”. I’m planning on going. The only problem is is that it’s going to get dark and the building that this thing is in is all the way on the other side of the campus. That means that I get to navigate from that building to my dorm in the dark, which scares the crap out of me. Still, I really need to go to this thing.

We have a new dog. Her name is Willow and she’s a Basset Hound. She’s really quiet, which is a big difference from Molly. She acts a bit like a show dog, and she has the look of one, too. We adopted her from a shelter in Athens. She’s been spayed, but I’m upset with the vet who saw her. I’m not mad that she got fixed, but I am mad that they didn’t wash her and check out her eyes. (Her eyes and ears have an infection.) They should have cleaned her before they did the surgery. People have to be clean before they go into surgery, why should it be different for dogs? And the eyes? Well, if you want to keep her from getting septic (because the infection is in her system), then they should have been treated for that. My parents took her to our vet yesterday and they pretty much said the same thing.

I have two assignments to work on today before I leave to go to school and stay in the dorm.  I have to write up my notes from Art of Interviewing for Jenny.  I forgot to get them copied, and I don’t know if I’ll have the time to copy them before I leave.  I’ll try to type up as much as possible, though.

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I’m wondering how much longer I will have a roommate.  Dachelle wants to live in her own apartment.  She hasn’t said anything to me directly, but I’ve overheard her talking on the phone about hating to have a roommate and I’ve seen her application for an apartment.  You know what I don’t get?  When she said she hates having a roommate, it just doesn’t make sense.  I’m there two nights a week.  Two nights.  How can I be so much of a bother that she feels the need to move away.  Of course, I wouldn’t mind having the room all to myself again.  In fact, I’d be rather happy.  The only thing that I would really miss would be Dachelle’s fridge.  I put my yogurt, lunch, and dinner in there, with her permission.  I guess that I could get a fridge of my own.

This whole Dachelle moving out thing isn’t the only issue that we’re having.  Last week, I was watching Shattered Glass and she came in the room.  The movie was about two thirds of the way through the movie.  Well, she came in and turned her television on.  She cranked up the volume so that I couldn’t hear Shattered Glass, so I cranked up the volume of my tv.  She kept hers at a very loud volume, even when she’d leave the room for several minutes at a time.  Once she saw that I was through watching the movie, she turned her tv off.  This isn’t the only thing other than the moving out that bugs me either.  She likes to listen to rap very loudly (again with the leaving the room for minutes at a time with it cranked up).  Not just rap, but rap that contains degrading and explicit (sexual) lyrics.  Now, I’m a bit used to rap because it is played so much on the campus, but the stuff she listens to?  No.  She doesn’t seem to see that this “music” that she’s listening to is quite disgusting.  I would point it out, but then I might face the fact that I would no longer get to use her fridge.  So I try to be nice.  I don’t complain, even though I should.

I’m still sifting through the troubles on Taboo.  There are so many listings that haven’t been updated in a year or that are completely offline.  There are others that aren’t even fanlistings anymore.  The people never sent in closed forms, so I have to put them on troubles.  You would think that the whole troubles checking/adding thing is easy, but it isn’t.  It takes quite a while to go through a whole network looking for listings that break the rules.  After I finish the network-wide troubles check, I’m turning that job over to the category staffers.  Oh, and if you’re interested in working on Taboo, please let me know.  We need lots of new staffers.

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