I Want To Move.

NO! not dance. I want to move to a new town. Due to the surrealness of this idea, I'm not actually moving, but I have lived on my own in another state before, which means that traveling is awesome, and if by some degree the opportunity pops up, I want to move to one of these candidate places.

I hate hot weather. Between Georgia and Arizona, I have experienced at least 6 species of hot.

• Places that get lots of snow and are really cold, with nice summers. Big cities

Toronto,Canada

 Vancouver, Canada

 Seattle, Washington

 and because I really like rain, somewhere in England.

Tron Uprising!!!

After most of the world finishes seeing Venus become a beauty mark on the sun, I will be tuning into disney XD to catch the premiere of Tron:Uprising.

So far, I know that it takes place before Legacy, and I think that it also takes place before or after whatever..evolution. I can't wait!!! but I will probably have to because I will be getting off work riiiight as the show is starting. Dammit. But I WILL be watching.

Sidenote: Tron is a disney based film. I'm not sure the audience that the Tron franchise is directed towards (8-9 year olds?) understand what's really going on in these films besides "he's trapped in a computer!!", but overage nerds like me will always be there to explain what's really going on. Can't Wait!!

..Maybe Now Is A Good Time To Bring Up My Social Phobia?

Yeah this is a really bad time.

I have somehow been working in customer service for a little over a year now, and I'm extremely confused. I am clearly awful at my job, and I can't help it if I am socially retarded, but I am required to TALK to people using words and my mouth. EEK.

It shouldn't be so bad, but for me it is; let me explain...

Growing up, I was the youngest, so I was basically I was alone. I did have childhood friends, but they did this thing called "have more than one friend" which was unheard of in my world at the time. I was always teased at school for whatever reasons, so I kind of isolated myself from people even more. Nowandays, I'm trying to break myself away from my antisocial personality, but things that bring other people joy don't make me happy, and I'm not a cheery person.

So being on a job where you have to TALK to people using words and your mouth is kind of difficult to someone who has purposely been avoiding strangers for majority of their lives, especially when you are working in one of the most people-oriented fields out there: customer service.

Here's what we're supposed to do:

Greet people nicely, explain the promotion, suggest additional items to add to their selection, talk to them a bit to coax persuade them to buy more (however that helps).

Here's what I do:

Greet people in what I consider a nice tone, but my voice is naturally kind of monotoned (another result of prolonged isolation), explain the promo to the people who can't read the signs, suggest items to people when they ask for it, leave them alone because I have other things to do. Check on them when they need to be checked on. 

I try to be more open and more people oriented, but when all you really want to do is be left alone, it's kind of difficult. It's really stupid of me to say for people to leave me alone on a customer service job, where your main job revolves around customers, but I'm just so damn awkward that I can never persuade people to do anything or brighten anyone's day, I've never 

been THAT person; the one who is always smiling front and center, I'm the kid in the back of the class that draws pictures of invader zim, and it's who I'm meant to be.

I Am No One's Robot.

 

I'm not trying to be an extreme feminist here, but this subject just kind of irks me.

I was reading an article online called '10 things a woman should know how to do' and the standards kept getting more and more unreal, we're human, not robots.

My last day at my second job, we were all talking and this one lady was chopping up vegetables. I am extremely sensitive to onions and peppers, and she mentioned "how are you gonna cook for your husband". I jokingly said "I will order takeout" and her relative chimed in and said "oh sweetie no, I cook for my husband all the time and he loves my cooking"

Excuse me? LOL

•  Anyone who knows me, and knows me REALLY well, know that I am def. not the domestic housewife type. I've never been in love, I've never been in a relationship, so what on God's green Earth would make ANYONE think that I plan on getting married? I can't commit to a single nail polish color, let alone a single person that I'd have to look at forever. UGH!

•  I don't cook for others. I just don't. Reason: because I don't care what you like and don't like, as long as I like it, it's fine.

• who said that I had to satisfy someone else? Is learning how to do all of this for the sole purpose of 'keeping our husbands happy'? If so, then that's bullshit. Should I also quit my job, wear an apron and a false smile, standing at the door waiting for my husband to come home so I can take his coat and say "how was your day, dear?" PFFT.

I just have a huge problem with people telling me what I should and shouldn't do, and I think people are really narrow minded and should realize that people are different, it's 2012 FFS and need to accept other people's lifestyle choices.

 

Party Like It's 1932

I quit my 2nd job.

I couldn't take it anymore - the stress, the racing back town to my other job, the ridiculous treatment of the employees, it was extremely stressful and tiring. So I left it.

However, now that I have left that job, there have been severe budget cuts in my life; I have to cut back on online ordering, even if shipping is just 2 dollars. I haven't had to use my card since taking the job, but I still have to save up for a car before school starts.

It's kind of pathetic, but I can't do much - I have to buy extremely cheaply or I can't buy anything, I have to cut back on the 99 cent nail polish, just stop the spending for a while, even though I'm not a HUGE spender, I can't really buy things anymore, even if I need them.

So I do feel broke, I feel like I have no money (even though I have a nice sum in my bank account) again, I'm saving it for my car, until then, things will have to be done cheaply and frugal-ly, almost as if I'm one of those crazy doomsday preppers or like the stock market just crashed and I'm trying to make ends meet. Either way, something has got to be done; something has got to give.

The Mecca Of Crazy Dreams: I Dream Of Guidos

This was by far one of the most awesome and weird dreams I've ever had. For the record, I have never had any affiliation with guidos or guidettes nor do I even find guidos attractive, so for me this was pretty random.

Ok, so basically the dream was Guido: the musical. A bunch of guidos and guidettes got onstage and started rapping and singing about their lifestyle. It was awesome because I was able to think up the lyrics and rhymes up off the top of my head! Shame I don't remember any of the songs.. maybe this dream was my subconscious retaliating against my Glee rant I had the other day?...

HAIRCUT WIN

And the new place to get my hair styled is...*drumroll*

Wal-mart smart style salon!!

I had gotten my hair done there before, once was a relaxer and once was a blowout and they both came out awesome. I gotta admit I had my doubts about going to walmart, because it's such a generic place to get my hair cut. 

However, the experience was, and usually is really good. I walked in and instead of the creepy stares, I was greeted with kindness, and I only had to show the lady the picture of the hairstyle ONCE. That was a really good sign, because in the past my hairstylists would go "wait..lemme see the picture again" but this time she just looked at it and ran with it. Then the other stylist complimented my hair and said that she considered getting her hair cut. It was a wonderful experience and I got the exact cut I wanted. Which was this:

...and it's the exact same haircut (pics coming soon)

But what makes this haircut better is that I really had wanted to chop my hair off for a while. To me, cutting my hair is a major stress reliever, and to me it represents freedom (maybe that's why I had that dream). I was also hesitant to get my hair cut short because I thought that I would look really ugly, and people would mistake me for a dude, but I look better with shorter hair, and maybe...just maybe...I will try to wear makeup???