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moonchild

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      decisions, decisions..
    Okay, finally -- I am happy with the graphic I made to go with the Ikea-ish, contemporary wood floor background. I was going for a Pottery Barn/Crate & Barrel look. Did I succeed? Who cares. I like it. I've never made any graphic with polaroids as of yet; the header is a first in my seven years of self-taught photoshop sessions. I'm quite proud - the pictures as well as the brush splatters, came out pretty well as a .gif.

    Anywho, we have a great deal to discuss; I've been lazy and haven't updated on anything that has been going on.

    First things first - I am jobless, still. I'll find a job soon, I know I will; I always do but I am so sick of ass-end jobs where I either stand around and deal with the lunatics of the public or sit around cleaning after stupid ass losers. Sorry to be so blunt, but my past jobs have been those and well, I was pretty fed up. NO RETAIL and I refuse to sit at a desk all day looking at my reflection on the screen or building a caluse on the middle finger of my right hand from writing all day. Ew. Not happening. At this point I may just look for a daycare job. I am pretty sure places will hire me when they see that I work for the YMCA doing aftercare. So, we shall see what comes of my job hunt soon enough.

    Last weekend, I went out to Montauk for the 4th and well, it was quite disappointing. It rained ALL weekend -- which it hardly ever does. However, that weekend, which I had also invited my friend Renata to come out for some beachin' and pimpin' on my dad's boat, Mother Nature decided to make the skies above cloudy and gloomy all day and pouring rain at night. The only decent night was actually the 4th, Friday. It was nice out, the sun managed to peek out here and there. There was no sunset, by the time the sun started going down the fog started coming in. Anywho, that night my brother and future sister in law, took me and Renata to dinner and this little place on the beach called Sunset Saloon; guess who sat right by us?
    Molly Shannon! Yeah, SUPERSTAAAAR! It was so cool - I was so suprised. I don't see many "celebs" out there. I've only saw Paul Simon and Mercedes Ruehl so far and I believe I'm the only one out of all my friends who would actually know those two..haha. But it was cool seeing her enjoying herself. She had her two kids with her - they were really cute, playing in the water and whatever.
    So yeah, it rained -- me and Renata hung out with my brother a lot -- and his friends out there. As far as I've seen, the only thing for people my age that live out there, to do is 1. Drink and drink a lot 2. Smoke weed, a lot of weed & 3. Surf . Out of the three, I only drink. But I don't drink as much as they do, by far. I believe they get trashed -- and I mean, completely obliterated, every single night. I'd presume that I'd be dead within a week if I tried to live that lifestyle. So - not for me. Even though my brothers friend is, in my opinion, painfully gorgeous. :dies: I'd never go for it though, haha. I would feel kind of weirded out -- he's really close with my brother...I dunno..just, ew. haha.
    Moving on, Renata had to be back in Philly Sunday night so we left Long Island Sunday morning. On the way home, I was charging my sidekick because we stayed in the trailer, not on the boat with my parents, and the trailer wasn't hooked up to electric so I couldn't charge in there. By the time I got to the Verrazanno Bridge I realized my dead sidekick still hadn't turned on from when I started charging it TWO and a half hours earlier when we left Montauk. By then, I was like, "WTF!?"
    So when i got home I unpacked and plugged it into the wall charger -- still nothing. I almost started crying. My poor baby had DIED. Can you believe it?? It was only 10 months old -- not even. So I rushed it to the T-Mobile store in the mall and they said -- "Oh, call this 1-877 number for support and they'll send you a new one by Wednesday.."
    Sure enough, I was still under warranty since it wasn't a year old and I have insurance on it so Tuesday morning my new child arrived all shiny, smooth, and beautiful as ever.
    Those two days without my kick, though, were SOO hard. I never realized how bad my addiction was until it died on me. It's really bad, haha.

    Oh -- it's singing "Rock With U", I got a text.

    On that note, I'm going to end it here. I'll probably write tomorrow -- there are a couple more things I'd like to get off my chest as well so, be there or be square.

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