Well, damn.

Days 7 & 8: Bright & Ornaments.

I can’t believe it, but apparently last night my head was in the clouds and I TOTALLY MISSED A DAY OF BLOGGED AFTER OVER A YEAR OF DOING IT EVERY DAY. WUUUTTT.

It’s okay though cause I have pictures to make up for it.

I was down in Royal Oak a couple days ago to pick up fabric at Haberman’s for class and on my way home, I took a picture of the gorgeous lit up trees on Main Street. One of my favorite things about the holiday season is all the pretty lights everywhere. If I were a fly, I would be in trouble.

Notice the lack of snow. It was like 45 degrees that night. In December. In Michigan.

I bought this ornament last year at Target for like $5 because I thought it was just the cutest thing. I love ornaments with things in them – they make me inexplicably happy.

Speaking of Target, I dropped by tonight to check out their Neiman Marcus collection after my friend Krista had texted me earlier complaining it was really overpriced and she didn’t like the way it was being visually merchandised. I must agree with her on the price part – I’ve never seen a $99 dress at Target before until now.

But like I explained to her, their those prices for a reason. It’s Neiman Marcus. It’s not going to be cheap.

Saturday Spoils

Sometimes I’m in awe of myself for spending more time after work in my place of work to shop. You’d think I’d want to high tail it out of there (98% of the time, I do) but the past 2 weeks, I’ve spent at least an extra hour in the store shopping.

On the bright side, today I left with a fabulous coral-pink Guess rain jacket, DKNY peasant top blouse, and New York and Company 100% silk top (that was only $3.99!!!) all with an extra 25% off, so I saved quite a nice chunk of money. I’m really excited about the jacket in particular, because although it’s slightly tight and squashes my boobs, it looks fabulous on me. I can’t wait to wear it.

I also picked up hair dye and medication (fuck colds) at Target and spent about an hour and half talking to my friend who works security there. We decided we’re going to go to the gym together one of these days. I’m pretty excited. I think it’s more exciting than it probably should be because he’s finally got enough self esteem to be able to agree with getting half naked in a pool with a friend and some strangers. So that’s nice.

And now, I must muster the energy and excitement I had when I first got online today to edit those damn photos already. Life.

Oh, P.S. At checkout today at work, my cousin was my cashier and it was rather awkward. After some awkward moments, she kind of BURST out saying “Do you know what I am?” and I was like “Yeah.” and then she started talking to me in Romanian as if she hadn’t ignored my existence for the past 363 days and gave me a coupon to use after our 25% off goes away. I was like, ooookay….I don’t know what to make of this…

Every Wasted Day Becomes A Wasted Chance

Today has been quite a little day. It’s the eve of my last final and I’ve been working all day (minus like a few hours of trolling around the internet at work, after I’d done all I could) on my tech pack. I think I’ve finished it and all I need to do is print it and stick that bitch in a binder! Which is a big relief because that means I can focus tomorrow’s 4 or so hours before lunch on adding finishing details to my garments like belts and bows! Fuck yeah!

My room looks like a pig sty right now though. I have like 10 million things on the floor next to my big Ikea bookcase. 75% school related, with some traveling stuff and old magazines. I can’t wait to NOT have all that crap on my floor anymore. I have so much stuff, omg. And speaking of stuff, I stopped by Meijer twice today. The first time was before work because I woke up horribly slothy and sick this morning and I needed meds. And Neuro Bliss. The second time I stopped by to get a thin binder for my tech pack (they did not have any thin ones!) and I also picked up a bunch of travel sized stuff for Philly, including Nivea Creme for $1. I was like WHY DID I NEVER THINK OF NIVEA FOR MOISTURIZER!?

Anyway, I went to Target cause I know they have thin binders and I ended up getting side-tracked (cause it’s Target) and bought 2 super cute Marc Jacobs style bangle watches. I had a moment where I couldn’t decide if I should get just one or both, but I figured that they’re only $16.99 and even together, they’re less than what I usually pay for watches. Plus, they’re so stylish!

This is one of the watches I bought, but in minty-seafoam-green.

After I got home, I barely had time to breathe before one of my friends called me up and asked if I wanted to go to Mongolian and I tried to tell her no because I had homework (and I really did) but she managed to convince me to go. I feel like a super piggy cause I had Chinese twice today. But what an experience that was at dinner with her. She was fucking high off her rocker and I met her boyfriend, who is a total loser and I’m pretty sure is the supplier of her hippie lettuce. I’m also pretty sure she thought she had me fooled about her being high because she wasn’t acting like she usually does when she’s high. But she ate like a wildebeest and kept saying everything tasted like eggs and asking the servers what was in the sushi she was eating. It was ridiculous and I was embarrassed to be in public with her.

On the bright side though, the last 20 minutes at work were pretty much the best 20 minutes of my day. HNI came up to visit and if my eyes deceived me, and I’m pretty sure they did not, it so appeared that he came up for the purpose of talking with me. At least, that’s what I took no carrying bag and a big smile on his face as he walked up to be. And the whole hey let’s chat thing. Ya know? Sigh. I love how easy it is to talk to him about pretty much anything.

Anyway, Day 19: If you could live anywhere, where would it be and why?
Oh god, this is such a hard question for me all the time because I want to live in multiple locations. Well, I guess it’s not that hard…
I’d love to live in London because it’s FUCKING LONDON, HELLO. BRITISH PEOPLE ALL OVER THE DAMN PLACE. Omg, I would probably just be walking around orgasming at every guy who opened his mouth and said something all British like. Holy shit.
Likewise for Australia. I’d love to live down under. All those Aussies walking around being all Aussie with their ridiculously awesome accents? Again, I’d be like GET IN MY BED NOW you sexy Aussie man with your sexy Aussie accent. Oh yes. Except that Australia has giant spiders and I’m not down for that at all.
I’d also love to live in Italy. I’m pretty sure I could pick up Italian really easily because it’s really similar to Romanian and vice versa. Also, it’s Italy. Hello. It’s gorgeous, there’s amazing food, amazing culture, and so on. It’s like sunshine in my mouth.
I also would like to live in Ireland. I know they’re like deeply religious over there or whatever, so I’d probably be like a total outcast, but I just have this really serene idea of the place in my head. It looks all beautiful and lush and green and quiet and again, full of culture. AND AMAZING ACCENTS. Same with Scotland. Plus Loch Ness and that folklore.
I think that’s about it though. Although, I did like Budapest, Hungary when I was over there…they seemed quite friendly. Probably cause they thought I was American.

P.S. Wondering about title? 

If I Took You Home, It’d Be A Homerun.

Pretzels with honey mustard are the salty snack equivalent of lemon bars. I just spent my remaining 6 points of the day indulging in them and they were SO GOOD. I thought about using them up on half a marzipan bar, but decided pretzels and honey mustard were more what I was craving.

Anyway, so I went to Target to get some foam core board for my fashion design 2 presentation board and spent about an hour in there cause my graduated friend Joe was working and of course I had to stop and talk with him a while. I ended up getting, among other things, this fantastic banana yellow nail polish and those makeup sponge wedges. So, of course I had to try out the nail polish and that awesome ombre technique with the sponges, and I ended up with some pretty sweet looking nails if I do say so myself. The only downside is that Essie’s No Chips Ahead topcoat takes, literally, fucking hours to dry and I’m pretty sure I just messed up like 4 nails by scratching myself a few minutes ago. Unfortunately, I don’t have pictures of my awesome nails (yet!). But I will. I’m proud of them.

Speaking of fashion design 2 class – I’m like 75% done with my board. Thank SWEET baby Jesus. I gotta match my fabrics with Pantone colors and print that shit out along with a title and season and then glue everything down. And then I’ll just have to finish up my target market thing and make one of the garments I designed.  *Sigh* And yet, there is still so much to do. That tech pack for apparel production is gonna be a hefty piece of work…not to mention finishing those garments. My head is going to explode.

That’s it for tonight. I need to go write a poem before I pass out. Last night’s sucked pretty bad cause I was half asleep while writing it.

Oh, wait, Day 12: Describe a typical day in your current life.
I wake up in the AM. I get ready for school/work. I get there. I either go to class and then work, or spend 7 and a half hours working. This consists of sitting in front of a computer most of the time and browsing the internet. Occasionally I put books away and answer questions/help students out with various dilemmas/give advice/proof-read papers, etc. I also check-in periodicals and spend a decent amount of time talking to my bosses/coworkers, as well as HNI when he comes up. Then I come home and eat. And exercise. And do homework if I have any. And I get online and spend probably around 2 hours before bed checking on my various daily websites. And let’s on forget I update this baby every night. And then I either go to bed or read a chapter in a book/write a poem/write in my diary and THEN go to bed. That’s it.

P.S. Wondering about the title? Click me.

I Wear Large Sunhats in March.

Let me first start off this post with the best part of my day, which was the whole of today’s class. I always have buttloads of fun in this Friday class in comparison to the rest of the week for some reason. I’m not sure if it’s because it’s Friday or because the teacher is more comfortable with me and Alyza or because it’s just a more relaxed atmosphere or what, but Fridays have been absolutely grand the past 3 weeks.

Today we had to do various serging and topstitching techniques involving elastic and wooly nylon. After lunch and a quiz, we were sent out to do market research in the stores we had chosen to research and “sell” our products in. Alyza and I went to Target and JC Penney and had a blast. After doing the homework, we spent the rest of the time trying on hats and jackets and trenches (and I tried on some dresses) and ended up buying these fabulously large sun hats from Target for $15 each. I also coerced her into buying this gorgeous banana yellow trench coat that goes really nicely with her skin tone.

Then we went to JC Penney and booked it toward accessories again and we both picked up a pair of Worthington tights (she got hers for like $1, mine were $3!) and then we found ridiculous hats again and we both got these hipster felt hats that were only $1.00. ONE DOLLAR PEOPLE. A DOLLAR. I picked up this awesome headband with a plethora of bushy orange flowers on it too and I am so excited to wear it. As well as my big Target hat.

We found church hats. We obviously had to take a picture. P.S. I'm clutching the hat I bought at Target.

That said, this morning my mom was watching the news and they had mentioned that Congress or whatever had voted down the Republicans proposed amendment about the the whole birth control issue thing. I THINK. That’s what I remember hearing. But that’s not the point. The point is that what fucking country is this that I’m living in right now, COMMUNIST RUSSIA or something? This is AMERICA. Hello, are we not supposed to have SEPARATION OF STATE AND CHURCH? Why are these bible humping idiots getting their religious views all up in MY right to have something as basic as birth control? Furthermore, who are YOU, a VAGINA-LESS BEING to decide what I, a vessel for your parasite, can and cannot do with my body? I find it absolutely absurd that there is any issue at all with this. This idiocy continues to confirm my belief that parts of society like this are going back in time with their thinking. What is this, the 1700s? 

Speaking of which – that Rick Santorum guy? What the fuck is that? I don’t know if any of you guys have watched his campaign ads, but next time you see one on, close your eyes and listen to it. It sounds like a serious fucking joke. I was out of the living room a few weeks ago when one was on and happened to just hear it, and at first I sincerely thought I was hearing some kind of practical joke until I heard him say his name and that you should vote for him. I’LL VOTE FOR YOU IF I WANT TO LIVE IN THE 1700S AND GET BURNED AT THE STAKE, THANKS RICK. I want to vomit all over the GOP candidates cause I think they’re all damn stupid.

There was something else I wanted to incorporate into this rant/philosophy section here, but I forgot what it was. Oh well.

Gimme All Yo Money, and Gimme All Yo Residuals

I had big homework plans for today. I will preface this was the fact that I woke up at 10 and headed out to the post office to return the ASOS skirt I bought, and then went to Target and bought a pair of jeans. I came home and exercised, but not before I was called in to work tonight cause one of my co-workers was sick. I had planned on working on my fashion design sketching stuff as well as pattern techniques, but it’s too late for homework now. Tomorrow’s free though, so I’ma do it up.

Anyway, while at work today, I was super bored so I decided to redownload Amazon Kindle on my phone and proceeded to download the book of Confusius and got through 5 of the ‘books’ in it. Kindle tells me I’ve read 20% of the book. I found a lot of good sayings, and while reading it I thought how incredibly ironic it is that I’m reading the holy book of a religion I don’t practice, but I won’t read the religious book of the religion I was born into.

Regardless, among my favorites of the sayings include “I do not speak of what is ended, chide what is settled, or find fault with what is past.” Reminded me of one of my favorite quotes from Rent: “Forget regret, or life is yours to miss” It’s one of my core philosophies on life that I think A LOT of people refute. People allow themselves to be swallowed up by regret and ‘what ifs’ and then bitch about the things they should’ve done.

Forget the things you didn’t do. You’re on a journey – you can’t stall your path staring back into the abyss of what happened, wishing you’d done it differently. What’s done is done. Tomorrow is another day. Grab it by the testicles and move the fuck forward.

And that’s your lesson for today.

YOU’RE ALL I EVER WANTED, YOU’RE ALL I EVER NEEDED, YEAH

Today was much better in comparison to Sunday. Although I got my blood drawn, which is generally a traumatic experience for me, it wasn’t that bad because my mom’s friend/co-worker did it and she has like the touch of baby Jesus or something. I swear, whenever that woman takes my blood, I never even feel the needle go into me – which is not something I can say for any other phlebotomist. Unfortunately, she didn’t get to fill all the vials she needed (there were probably like 10 for all the various tests I want done) because my veins rolled or something. Both arms.

After that, I watched 1984 on Netflix, based on George Orwell’s novel. It was a rather depressing movie which is why I needed to watch something else tonight – episode 9 of Once Upon A Time that I missed last night due to the Golden Globes. (Speaking of which, I really miss the old design of the Globes with the winged statue chick beholding the globe.) Anyway, I am super intrigued about who the bloody hell that guy on the motorcycle is and how he came to be in Storybrooke. Because she Henry said, strangers don’t come to Storybrooke. And the plot continues!

I also exercised and dyed my hair today! I was planning on dying it during break week so I’d be freshly ginger for Valentine’s Day – but let’s not kid ourselves – Valentine’s Day is going to be completely ordinary and S.O.-free for me as it has been every year of my life. So I thought why not get rid of my one and a half inch roots and spruce up my color back to vibrant red? The checkout lady at Target liked it enough to comment.

I thought about taking pictures of myself to showcase the “back to redheadness,” but I think natural light would do it better justice. Besides, it’s been dark since 5, and I’m not really feelin’ it to take pictures, so I’m sitting here listening to N*Sync and finishing my tea, mildly worrying about grades and the homework that wasn’t so urgent but I probably should’ve gotten a head-start on. Life.

^ Anthem of my PRE-TWEEN years.