The Scarlette Show's Journal [entries|friends|calendar] The Scarlette Show [ website | This is Misery Porn ] [ userinfo | livejournal userinfo ] [ calendar | livejournal calendar ]

ARRRRRRRRRRG, School is eating my life! [Monday August 31st At 1:59PM] But i can stop procrastinating long enough to bring you the horrors of: Disney annonced that it will be buying Marvel Entertainment, INC. for $4 Billion. (Does this seem a little cheap to anyone else?) Thank you, for giving me nightmares, aka: "10 Movies We’re Dreading Now That Disney Owns Marvel"  The horror starts with X-men:Evolution/High School Musical crossover graphic. And although the idea of "Wolverine in Wonderland" is kinda hilarious, "Herbie the Love Sentinel" does not make up for the certian fact that we will NEVER get an alcholic Tony Stark. Or : *4. "The Scarlet Witch" - this will be a major movie event, with Miley “Hannah Montanna” Cyrus playing the troubled reality-controlling mutant, along with her annoying speedster-brother, Quicksilver, and special guest appearance by Billy Ray Cyrus as her father, Magneto!* i'll admit, i'm always the first to say that Wanda should be gettin' way more screen time, and all the lunchboxes, bed sets, and misc. merch would be awesome, but NOT LIKE THIS! Goddammit, i'm not sitting through Ms. Maximoff's big break in a theater packed out with screaming pre-teens. What here doesn't shitcan "House of M: the Motion Picture"? Someone shoot me in the face, now, please. PS: WTF is gonna happen to Superhero Isle at Island of Adventure? 3 | Bodies.

The Almost-Triumphant, Almost-Return of the scarlette. [Tuesday August 18th At 2:22PM] [ mood | Frantic ] [ music | Mix Tapes from 2005 ] Opps, did that thing where I fall off the map, again. :/ (3 1/2 months? Really?) Sorry, ya’ll. Life’s been it’s usual crazy self. I’ve been my usual crazy self. Still no computer. Phone is broken, but my upgrade is coming up Sept. 12th. I’ve got a birthday coming up soon, but we’re going to politely ignore it. Well, I am, anyways. No one else seems to have any intention of respecting my wish that the upcoming non-event is not ‘celebrated’. What’s new, there? I guess one could say I’m struggling a bit in the “Back Home” environment. It’s more accurate to describe it as franticly thrashing & screaming in rapidly setting concrete while being ignored by everyone who can’t see me, only the cement-me that’s looking a bit mis-formed. It’s not anyone’s fault, I guess, I’ve outgrown the mold that I left & now that I attempted to plop myself back into the space I use to occupy, I don’t fit. I am truly thankful that everyone keeps trying, though. I’m not putting in a whole lot of effort myself, and I’m not sure if I should or want to. Ehhhhhhhhh. In context: * I got enrolled in Community College. Classes start August 24th(HOLY SHIT THAT’S NEXT MONDAY! PANIC TIME!!!). I’m so not done with everything I need to have done. I still need to get my ID, my Parking Pass, books, find where my classes are, figure out how long it takes to get to them, etc, etc, etc, . . . Maybe if I put all the actual requirements off ‘til the last minute I’ll be able to ignore the whole emotional freak out about being in school/other students/eventually growing up/so on and such. * Gee (my former roomateandstuffsperson) has visited 3 times since we parted in NC. We talk, A LOT. (For a point of reference, my last phone bill had the equivalent of 3 days worth of minutes in overages. 0.o) I miss Him, to the point where everything else has paled in comparison. If these were days long since passed, I do believe I’d be described as ‘pining’. Coping with the knowledge that, yes, I do have a heart, it does beat, and deep down, I’m “one of those girls”. Eh, so be it, I’ve given up fighting in favor of being happy. And I almost don’t miss it. Our relationship has changed a lot in the last year and a half. Eventually we’re going to have to sit down, talk about it and figure out what direction we want to go in. Keyword being, “eventually”. Like, after I figure out how to communicate assertively, in a way that gets what I need done, done, with out being all aggressive, GRRR-HOSTILE-TAKEOVER-CORPERATE-CONGLOMORATE-TAKE-NO-PRISONERS-YEEEEEEEEEEEHAW!. So, yeah, eventually. Maybe after I’ve figure out where I want to go. We’ve been working on arrangements for living together, but that’s all a ways off, as I have atleast 6 months left of responsibilities here, and He lacks any definite anything right now. I was suppose to go to Chicago to hang out with Him, His sister & peoples in early September, but then His company fucked Him over (again, as they do every 10 days) and things fell through. Suck. : (. * My endocrine system has declared guerrilla war on my body, and that’s been a real steamboat stroll through the Everglades. I was pretty sick for a few weeks, and ended up missing a ton of work, but it seems like we’ve got a handle on everything for the moment. * Work, taking faith in me not calling in sick for the last 2 weeks, has bumped up my hours. Good because I owe my parents a little under $2,000 to pay back all my car repairs and 16 hours a week does not do much to diminish that massive sum. Bad because I start school next week (PANIC!PANIC!!), so they’ll either have to drop my hours down again (I had 28 last week & 33 scheduled for this week) or I’ll need to give up sleep and learn to do homework while driving (or get organized & start managing my time efficiently, but lets be realistic, here!). Neutral because it appears my direct deposit has been messed up & I haven’t gotten paid for the last 2 weeks. So, if I’m not receiving money, I’m not super concerned how many hours I work. I should be happier, or atleast less pessimistic. Things are going much better than they could, I am doing really well, nothing’s out to make my life a living hell. Hopefully I’m just tired and overtaxed this week and that’s why I lack the properties of a sunbeam. Optimism Prime, lets go!: * The weather’s nice. It’s hot and sunny in the morning and then as the afternoon gets underway it rains & cools everything down. I love the weather in Florida in the summer. Yeah, yeah, I’m weird, but it’s pretty and extreme and awesome. Like yesterday, it rained like a friggin’ hailstorm. Our parking lot was flooded in minutes, but the whole time it was bright & sunny. * Birdyface lost 3 grams, and the dr. says soon she’ll be in the healthy range! Whoot. * I now know how to get into college, what courses I want/need to take and when to make an appointment with a guidance councilor. * I have health insurance. * I have cable TV. * And occasional internets! * Soon I’ll have money for a computer. * New phone! In less than a month! Things are alright, you know? How have ya'll been? 2 | Bodies.

Have You Ever Felt USED? [Tuesday April 28th At 6:41PM] Day 4: Thinking Happy Thoughts MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE ON FUSE'S CHRONICALS!!!!!!! Oh, memories. They're showing 'I'm Not Okay' now. There are no words for where this takes me :) Prepare to Feel Revenge | Bodies.

No One Said They Had to Be Consecutive [Wednesday April 22nd At 10:59AM] [ mood | triumphant! ] [ music | Rhianna - ??? ] Day Two of Thinking Happy Thoughts: I flirted with a guy at work. He’s kinda cute, not that I was attempting to pick him up or anything, but it’s nice to know that people still find me attractive, ya know? ( Hold your judgement until after I finish my story, please and thank you. ) Or not. It’s your life. I lack the militant power to force you to obey . . . for now. Oh, also, I’m kicking ass at work. Lastnight was my first night working by myself & I aced it. Unless I am horribly mistaken, I should have a job still tomorrow : ) I’ve even got customers telling my Copy Center Specialist to “Suck it, I was talking to Scarlette & she was doing just fine. Now butt out, ya Popsicle!” Of course, they tell me that this particular customer is schizophrenic & occasionally goes off his meds & gets paranoid like this, but I think they’re just jealous! 2 | Bodies.

Only 5 Days Late! [Monday April 20th At 12:01PM] [ mood | hungry ] [ music | Love Hurts ] 1. Post about something that made you happy today. 2. Repeat for eight days. 3. Tag eight people to do the same: Everyone, because i'm pretty sure 8 people is the extent of the active members of my FList. DAY 1: It's 420. While I do not partake in the marijawana, I will be enjoying the munchies. XD Freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeebirdloading. (ILY, jayne_aaron ) 1 | Bodies.

Scarlette is Not Dead!* [Friday April 10th At 11:52AM] [ mood | Lazy ] [ music | Punk Goes Pop 2 ] However, I did stare death in it’s furry little face a few times this week. Most notably at lunch with my grandma. Dangerous stuff, that social interaction with the elderly. Also, I got a non-moving violation ticket the other day. Normally I’d follow that sentence with "FML", but it is so way far ahead of me. Lets just say that yes, you can be grounded at 18. Parents come home tomorrow. Duck & cover. *Nor is she unpacked. Now, if ya’ll will excuse me, I have to go procrastinate somemore. SUPER SPECIAL PS OF DOOOOOOOOOM:  I totally managed to handle Squeaker for 45 minutes before she drew blood! Yup, I base my entire self worth on how my ex-roommate's bird likes me. | Bodies.

Home Sweet Home [Friday April 3rd At 5:10PM] WTF? I'm back in SRQ & it's been the weirdest 2 days of my life. Lots of perceptions shattered & everything's changed. Also, my dad may be gay. zephyr_magic I've lots your number :( e-mail it to me so we can hang out? 1 | Bodies.

I Hate Crying [Wednesday April 1st At 2:55PM] So I make one little comment about Babymama coming over to help pack her shit & move it to her storge space. I just want her to use her car so maybe if I put a little less strain on my car it'll breakdown in Bumfuck, FL instead of Assrape, GA. I get my head bitten off. All about how "None of this is her fault". Excuse me? Her shit. She left the household to be supported on my income. How is ANY of this NOT her fault. So while I finish washing HER dishes (because even though she no longer wants to be part of our house she wants to be able to drop in & demand entertainment from us when she's bored) I get yelled at. I go take a nap. I went to bed at 2 after pouring her drunk ass into her car (& believe me, I'm okay with being a whoreable person because I wished she had crashed into a telephone pole lastnight). I woke up at 6 so I could finish my affairs here. I'm tired. 5 minutes into my nap my door bangs open. "What are you doing?" "Napping" "Why?" "I'm tired" "You can't be mad at her" "You can't tell me how to feel. 'Member, I'm a real person now." I wait for the explosion. The 'RARW HULK ANGRY. HULK SMASH'. Instead He climbs in to bed with me. Keep in mind I sleep in a twin sized bed. We are close. He wraps me in a hug. This is the 3rd time in the 13 months that we've known eachother that this has happened. & Fuck it. I cry. Bawl. Let loose like an infant. It was such a Fight Club moment. | Bodies.

[Tuesday March 31st At 9:19PM] [ mood | Grrrrrrr ] I am rage-filled, sexually frustrated, and hungry. I am going to Taco Bell. 6 | Bodies.

There is Something Utterly Unmagical About Still Being Trashed at 2 the Day After [Sunday March 29th At 9:29PM] [ mood | Conflicted ] [ music | "You're the Only One that Stuck it Out Lastnight" ] There is so much about lastnight I should write about. Being a drunk bitch. Chugging shots at the bar with X's on the back of my hands & an underage armband clearly in sight. How discusting it made me feel. How impowered. My manager. "It's business, Hon" & His hands. Whispering in my ear. being stroked like a lover. Feeling like a whore & reveling in it, playing it up. His commands. One night being like it should have been. The guys. The drinks. Him. Showing off tattoos. Loosing my tights. The 5 people that tried to follow us home. The Stairs. Falling asleep while throwing up. The horrifying excitement of the complete lack of mind-to mouth filter. The drugs. The drugs. Going to work so drunk that I kept falling down. The rumor that was started. My big 'ol southern fried texan woman manager force feeding me fried chicken to sober me up. Being too drunk at lunchtime to drive home so I can throw up in the comfort of my own home. The disappointing lack of buttsex. Those horrible revilations you have when blitzed. Dancing. "This young lady has scars else where on her body". Being friskey at the bar. Flirting. Cherries. My bar tab mysteriously going from $236 to $0. $53 tip. Wanting so bad to run away & never come back to work, my parents, live life in a constant spiral downwards. The trainwreck like appeal that makes me want to cultivate the addiction. Still being dizzy at 9:30 the following night, a full 24 hours after the drinking began. 2 | Bodies.

Epic Hangover of DOOM [Thursday March 26th At 8:20AM] When will I learn? All my plans got up-ended. More on that, later. <3 | Bodies.

Quitting Didn't Go So Well [Tuesday March 24th At 10:47AM] [ mood | amused ] [ music | The Offspring ] At Dunkin I got a Manager who's not at all fond of me, & she got all bitchy about short notice. Staples some how convinced me to work 40 hours in 3 days before I leave. T.T Essencially leaving me 2-ish days to pack. But I did get a transfer to the Staples next to my parent's house. Cool, I guess I was so looking forward to being unemployed. & Out of a dead relationship that was an undead relationship at it's prime, I got laid. Not quite sure how i feel about that. 3 | Bodies.

The Time Has Come For Change [Sunday March 22nd At 9:18AM] [ mood | At Peace ] I'm moving back home. I'm going back to school. I'm incredibly conflicted & Astonishingly relieved. & I feel, everything will be alright. It make take some time, but everything will be just fine. 4 | Bodies.

No Pictures [Saturday March 21st At 12:25PM] It's beyond depressing. 1 | Bodies.

Arrrrr, my Overies Make me Angry [Saturday March 21st At 11:32AM] [ mood | Adventureous ] [ music | Coheed & Cambria ] Unfortunately i'm not clinically insane/retarded enough to be sterilized by the state. Go me. Day one of packing begins today. Moving April 1st. We put the deposit to hold the apartment down today. & When i say 'apartment' i really mean 'oversized closet of death'. Pictures, maybe? [Unknown LJ tag] nip jewelry just yet, as i will be getting a verical bar through them, in addition to the horizontal ones i've got now. Or remove the ones that are in & do two diagonals so i've got X's instead. XD Possibility of unattractive scarring = 100%. Suck it, bitches. [/rant] | Bodies.

Is It Really So Bad [Wednesday March 18th At 11:30AM] [ mood | RARR I EAT YOU, AND YOU DIE ] [ music | Nirvava/Bob Dylan ] That i want this entire miserable chain of islands to sink into dark, cold, crushing oblivion at the bottom of the sea? Cause it's just a tourist trap, filled with assholes, who, charmingly enough, are so fucking full of themselves that they think being born into the hellish, unihabitable, *government created* wasteland makes them **SO MUCH BETTER** than us pleabs who arn't stuck up our own asses. Come oooooon, global warming. There is nothing charming about this town. Nothing redeeming, at all. Hopefully the resession drives everyone away for good & the locals have to go back to fucking fish for any form of sustanance. i also harbor hate for the following: -Being sick. i haven't been un-congested since i moved to this miserable piece of crap. Everytime i start to get over something, we have a coldsnap & i'm sick as fuck again. - The weather. Sure, there are days where it's 60 & sunny, but they're surrounded by weeks of it being cold, damp, & windy. 'Oh, it's never this cold', well, it is, right now, infact. - Working what literally adverages out to 15 hours a day. Not to mention the days where i go to one job for 13 hours, no break, not even 5 minutes for a cigarette, cause i 'just can't right now' or 'have to wait 10 more minutes', going home for 2 hours, going back to another (horrible, depressing) job for 6, back home for 2, and then beging the whole thing over again! This all looks like bigger bullshit when i talk about quitting my 2nd job, because it makes me depressed in everyway, and people tell me to just wait until summer comes, when there will be pleanty of opertunities for a new 2nd job. Nuh-uh. i work 40+ at one job, which i could live comfortably off of, it someone would pull their own weight. Make no mistake, when i no-longer need to work for 2, i'll be down to one full-time job. And when we do have nice days, i'm stuck at work, instead of being able to warm up in the sunshine. So much shit gets put off because i simply don't have time. Cleaning my car, buying groceries, laundry, calling friends, spending time doing something for me. Hell, i've missed my last 2 GED tests because i've been at work & they give me shit when i request time off. | Bodies.

Happy St. Pattie's Day [Tuesday March 17th At 2:56PM] [ mood | hungry ] What am i doing today? Not smoking the green, that's for sure. Am doing lunch with Baby Mama (did i mention that she left 3 weeks ago?) First time i've seen her since she left. | Bodies.

[Saturday March 14th At 5:40PM] Why are these conversations always so hard? | Bodies.

i Saw Watchmen Lastnight [Saturday March 7th At 9:02PM] [ mood | 13 hr Shifts are Suckage ] [ music | Matchbox 20//The Watchmen Soundtrack ] It was good. Deff. comic book nerd porn, However. Go. See it. Laugh at the radioactive penis. Laugh at the people who gasp EVERY. TIME. Penii are on screen. 9 | Bodies.

Sleep? Nah, Thanks [Tuesday March 3rd At 11:38PM] [ mood | awake ] Baby duty from 6:30 this am to now. Dunkin Donuts 11:59pm -6 am Staples 8 am to Noon or close, depending. Sweet. | Bodies.

navigation [ viewing | most recent entries ] [ go | earlier ]