July 2010
I say, I say, I say, I say: 1, 2, 3, 4 out of 5...
-Peter Bjorn and John (So catchy so catchy so catchy.)
So I’m thinking about applying to Old Navy because I absolutely love that store, and it seems like an easy enough job. But it’s a ways away and I would use tons of gas to get there and back, and I don’t think I would be able to connect with anyone else working there. But there’s the employee discount and they probably pay better.
But then there’s my job at Quiznos,...
June 2010
If you've got problems, why don't you go solve...
I hate churches.
I used to have nightmares about my church and about people in my church all the time. The church was always gigantic, dark and ornate. Perhaps like one of those fancy churches in a European country. I was always there at night and there were no windows. And I always got lost because there were a bunch of confusing pathways. I just had another dream about my church except this time a whole bunch of...
smokingbones:
adori:
obeylatvia:
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On my mind at the moment:
Sims 3 Ambitions Sims 3 Ambitions Sims 3 Ambitions.
I spent over $150 today on useless shit, and then the Sims 3 Ambitions.
IT. IS. GOD. GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD.
Waking up at six tomorrow morning to play it. Legit.
Cannot sleep. Have to work in six hours. My legs are sore from working a ten hour shift yesterday. And I cannot stop thinking about my boss taking thirty dollars out of my paycheck because of a mistake I didn’t make. He tells me this after I worked my ass as hard as I possibly could yesterday. Fuck. My. Job. Fuck my legs.
I like to bitch.
My mini-van: a place I can scream and cry and turn...
All hail King Neptune and the water-breathers!
I love thunderstorms
Lately it’s been storming like crazy round here.
And I looooove it.
Just to hear and feel the power of a large storm.
To know that it’s greater than us all and we’re all miniscule in comparison.
The wind, the lightning, the thunder, the pounding of rain. It’s just so majestic and amazingly beautiful.
I’m tired and sore from walking all day yesterday. I’m sun burnt. I just got my period and I’m experiencing all the crampy joy of it. I don’t get to go out to eat with my grandparents tonight and I have to work. Right afterwards I’m coming strait home to my messy bed and I will lay there for hours trying to figure things out. Hello hello hello ibuprofen!!
At least I...
Conversations with Little Sister's Friend at Two...
Britni: There's a huge centipede, it's going to eat you.
Kailey (has curly hair): Well then, where's it at?
Britni: You can't see it, it's invisible. But it's under your chair.
Kailey: Well it can't be that big if it fits under my chair.
Britni: It just barely fits. But it's going to eat you.
Kailey: No, it's going to eat you first.
Britni: What do you think is easier, Kailey, if it's under your chair??
Kailey: You're taller, its' going to eat you first.
Britni: No, it's going to eat you because it likes curly hair. It's jealous because all massive invisible centipedes want curly hair.
Kailey: They already have curly hair.
Britni: No they do-
Kailey: I see dead people.
Britni: What the hell?!
Maddie (little sister): I think Kailey won this argument.
I want a donut. With sprinkles. And raspberry filling. And some really cheesy pizza.
All my brain can ever think about is food.
FOOD FOOD FOOD.
I’m hungry.
It’s one in the morning.
I’m hungry hungry.
You know, I should be thinking about something worth my time like figuring out the riddle of life and what-not, but no. I think about food. Food. Food.
I’m hungry.
...
I was just reading through all my posts on Tumblr during the last few weeks of school.
Boy was I miserable, like the lowest I’ve ever been.
I am NEVER going to do that to myself again. Never ever, because the sleep deprivation and the short but detrimental depression and the not being able to take showers because I was busy sleeping for an hour before school so my exhausted body could try...
They call me mellow yellow.
Hello, my name is
Dumb, young and annoying.
But you can call me Britni for short.
Your rhinestone eyes are like factories far away.
I miss my Canada.
I miss the fish fries, the picnic on the island, the minnows, the loons, the tall tall pine trees, the rocky rocky pine tree landscape, the moose, the black bears, the rustic look of everything, the fishing while listening to Gorillaz in the middle of the lake, the trying to get across the lake in the middle of a storm and that scary feeling you get that the next bump over the...
DEATH IS IMMINENT
smokingbones:
Some really severe weather where I live. There’s already been 31 (I think that was last estimate) tornadoes today. *hides under bed*
I live like 30 minutes away from you and all it has been is a bit windy. Granted I’ve been in the basement for the past three hours playing the Sims …
30 tornadoes?! Ho shizzz, good thing I’ve been in the basement. Bahaha.
"A kiss on the hand may be quite continental, but...
Woke up after thirteen hours of sleep at 2:30 p.m.
Guess who’s not sleeping tonight?
And who has to work tomorrow?
I’ll just read Uncle Tom’s Cabin and that will probably lull me to sleep …
britni
smokingbones:
I’m listening to a lot of Nine Inch Nails now. FFFF THANK YOU. 8D
Yush NIN! I desperately want to go to one of their concerts because it would be absolutely epic.
Listening to Nine Inch Nails always gets me in a weird mood.
Probably because they’re weird.
As does Grizzly Bear.
Perhaps all bands that are really different from others will do such a thing.
Good stuff.
I hate my job.
smokingbones:
britnijean:
Literally one of the worst jobs a teen in the area could have. People get mad at me for bitching, because of course I’m a prissy bitch whining for no good reason, but I’d like to see them try to work ten strait hours on your feet without a break only with the boss and his wife, who don’t do shit and yell at you constantly forcing you to go in the bathroom and cry for...
