Music, T.V., and Painted Rugs???

So lately my laptop has barely any wifi signal. I don't know why but it's very annoying especially since everything loads SOOOO slow.

Yesterday, I had one of those days where everything's crappy. So I put some music on and it was great. On an app called Slacker they have all these different stations that are categorized by genre. I have fallen in love with a few stations: Dubstep, Alternative Chill, and Alternative Hits. But yesterday I put on alternative hits thinking I could sing along since I knew most of the songs anyway. Instead, I was so relaxed that I fell asleep. It was an amazing nap. Only about 2 hours long, but when I woke up I felt so refreshed. After I went for a walk and had a cigarette.

I watched Grey's Anatomy, which is the one show I watch religiously. Then went to bed at like 10:30 PM. I was just so exhausted for no real reason.

Today I went shopping, which is usually the one thing that annoys me the most. I had to get some slacks since the upcoming Monday I start my internship.

Whoh, I need to lose some weight, but I can't STAND working out. And that's the only thing that works, I guess. I hope I find some alternative methods.

Oh! Also, yesterday I came upon this really cool way to paint a rug. The only reason I clicked on the link was because all I could think is... "How do you PAINT a rug?" Here's the link.

http://thediyshowoff.blogspot.com/2009/12/painting-bathroom-floor.html

School is over... fantastic. :)

Last day of work was yesterday. It was horrible. Hectic.
There are too many bosses trying to be in control and they all give different orders and set different rules. This probably sounds like day-to-day type of thing that needs to be dealt with, but still, it's super annoying.

Other than that, my friend is happy we told her the truth.
I couldn't hold it in and out of all people she deserves to know.

But on other news, I'm very excited for tomorrow.
I'm suppose to go with my sister to a screening of a 30 Seconds to Mars music video.
Afterwards, Jared Letto is suppose to do a q&a.
Also, on Friday I'm attending a private MTV Unpluged with 30 Seconds to Mars!!
I love how my sister is such a big fan always stalking their events.

Well, nothing else to say. I hope everyone enjoys their week!

D D D D R A M A

Well, now she knows it all. And so far, it's all true. We've called direct sources and it all pans out so far. But everything seems ok. Everyone seems okay, for now.

Things kind of suck.


SONG OF THE DAY: Glee's Songbird

love it.

Caught In a Crossroad

How is it that everyone's shit lands on me?

Person A tells me how person B's boyfriend, person C, is cheating on her. Apparently, C is fucking B's best friend. And C knows about all the guys B has been messing around with while they weren't going out. C also has been making out with other guys, as in he'll drop off B at home and pick up someone else and they do their business. But being in my position, what do I do? Do I tell B everything A told me? Cause if you think about it, it sounds ridiculous. I heard something that A told me, that another girl told her, that her boyfriend told her. I just don't know.

I hate that other people's shit lands into my lap.

But I guess that's where they got the saying from "when the shit hits the fan."

Cut the Shit

I'm done with trying to hold all this in.
I don't trust anyone enough to talk about this to.

He hurt me. Not physically, but he broke my heart.
He broke it right after fixing it.
What makes it worse though is that I had a boyfriend.
I HAVE the same boyfriend now.
He somehow broke my heart while I was in love with someone else.
Maybe I loved him too,
I don't know.
I just need to get it out.
I tried to erase him.
I deleted him from everything that could be deleted.
I never see him.
But he still comes up.
My friends see him.
What does do?
He tells them how amazing i am.
I might hate him.
I cared so much about him.
I might of loved him.
I might of been blinded by him.
I cared about him so much.
He hurt me.
I never thought it would ever get to that point.
I had a boyfriend that I love.
Someone that is the world to me.
I fucked up.
My boyfriend doesn't know that whole story.
I will never tell him the whole story.
I told him enough.
I told him all he needed to know.
I am still hurt.
I realize I'm not fully over him.
As much as I want to be.
He hurt me though.
Made me cry.
Made me do a lot of stupid things.
Made me believe in him.
I'm stupid.
I fucked up.