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haileys 10th circle of hell
3 days


yeah..i am one of THOSE girls.
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back with fervor
it is a beautiful day.
this afternoon i went out with my mom and dad and got some new shoes (first pair of tennis shoes since 10th grade), and lunch. it was quite refreshing, and now i have something to put on my feet so i can get back to treadmilling after i figure out how to transport my grandfathers miller of treads to my abode.
i worked my first solo unscripted shift last night. i would rather eat insulation and piss my own internal organs out than ever be that nervous again...but, alas, no insulation is handy, so i will do it again on saturday..for 6 hours...then go to papa john's to work the busiest shift of the week.
normally i would struggle through such a thing, but i have been a vast well of creativity and conversation here the past few days with the institution of my new best buddy, mr. bottle of vitamins. turns out i was a bit deficient in the b-12 area, and since pumping my body full of it, i have been ready to go from the time my feet hit the floor every day for the past 3 or 4 days.
i am ready for warm water and swimsuits...well...warm water at least.
nineteen,
hailey
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i remember the first time i met this kid i was slapping dough around 8 or 9 at night, and he was trying to skeeze a free pizza off of us. we made a deal with him and made him a large thin crust works out of a crust that we had dropped on the floor earlier. i had been off at troy doing the whole education thing, but apparently, he had become a regular in the store/parking lot just as accepted as tyrone biggums, the homeless guy that road his bicycle around the front of the store asking for change a couple of days of the week.
for some reason all the papa john's "crew" (and we were calling ourselves the j unit at the time) called this kid scooter. as a matter of fact, i didn't know his real name until he somehow talked bill (the manager) into giving him a job a couple of weeks after i had met him. i always figured it was because he was nearly 18 years old and still had neither a car nor a liscence, which left him riding his bike the 5 minutes from his house on wetumpka street to the store. i eventually found out that his name was garrett, actually mike garrett, and that he was the son of a guy my mom palled around with in high school (along with alan evans' and corey baker's moms, both of which i also worked with at papa john's). he was also a cousin (to chris morris) of a cousin (to brent morris) of a cousin (to me). prattville doesn't really invite new blood too terribly often.
well when he started working up there he annoyed me. HOLY SHIT did he annoy me cause he never worked, or he called out of work, or he came in and then left early. he was fired, but he continued to hang around because by this point in time some of his friends, who i was already friends with or had become friends with by then, still worked up there. he would get somebody to drop him off up there and he would sit around with his laptop, or he would bring in some rediculous thing to hang up in our office. the greatest ever was this gigantic poster for the last star wars movie that had a picture of darth vader on it. he had taken his own face, and put it over darth's face and written "darth scooter" on it. everyone else up there had continued to decorate it accordingly.
i won't say i was a huge fan of this kid, and when i saw him at the store day before yesterday..just sort of standing around..i didn't have a whole lot to say to him. he actually talked to me about my new job. said he was jealous cause it was so cool.
some kid in a white car came and picked him up.
i saw what was left of that car tonight on the 10 o'clock news.
mike "mikey" "scooter" garrett was taken off of life support today after the car he was in ran through a phone pole and hit a tree yesterday afternoon, a couple of hours after i spoke with him. i had always been a bitch to him, and never really saw eye to eye, but he was younger than i am (and for any of you who don't know, i won't even be 20 till the end of july) and there is something really humbling about that, and about knowing just some dirty looking kid on a bicycle who dies out of nowhere one day. its funny. i heard from someone, before i got back into town this summer from school, that scooter had finally saved up enough money to buy a car, and he did. and he wrecked it less than a week later. always sort of reminded me of this song, and now it does more than ever:
"...Boy on the bike, what are you like As you cycle round the town? You’re going up, you’re going down You’re going nowhere It’s not as if they’re paying you It’s not as if it’s fun At least not anymore When your legs are black and blue It’s time to take a break When your legs are black and blue It’s time to take a holiday
Kid in the snow, way to go It only happens once a year It only happens once a lifetime Make the most of it Second just to being born Second to dying too What else could you do?"
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nuh-uh
blah blah blah-my insomnia is back and i am illlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll-tempered and boooooooooored out of my mind. i was going to make some eggs, but then i decided that i didn't want to. i still just might though.
i miss my friends-of both the prattville and troy variety. i may just swing by ye ole papa juan's this afternoon to find some sweet love and conversation.
i only write shitty blogs on here. i save all of the "good" ones for myspace-which is probably why i havent updated on there in something like a month and a half at least. i have no fire. finals and moving sucked something out of me. even with all of the catfood eating and drinking with priests i have been doing, i dont feel too terribly inspired. self. doubt. creeping. in. rapidddddddddd-ly.
you know who
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needs versus wants
yeah, well, i dont need your damned comments anyhow.
i made dean's list. i am getting my scholarship back. and i get my own slot on the fox part-time in the next week or two.
also turned in an application to work afternoons waitressing at the pasta mill on weekdays. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ give it to me.
don't tell my mom, but i went to victorias secret to get my "free panty" today, and accidentally spent $52. this is why i need more money.. but i really needed this new bra.
hailey
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workin girl sings the blues
ahhhh..work?
i do believe it is monopolizing my life. i feel a bit like a grown up. i sort of like it. it sort of sucks at the same time though.
i got up this morning and ate my plain bagel with fat free strawberry cream cheese (the consistency of which is all wrong, but you have to lose something to gain something i suppose). then i took a quick shower, and called up troy university admissions. looks like i am getting my scholarship back HOO-RAH! they only give you one chance to get it back, so i am in it for the long haul, but i am something comparable to overjoyed. this means i will be able to afford to not ask my gp's for cash next semester, which is tre' cool.
after that i got on the computer for a minute and talked to mike jones. it didn't hold a candle to the convo i had with steve last night (apples?), but we did confirm that we will both be in attendance at chuck $'s sinco de mayo bash. pretty pumped up about the amount of trouble i plan on causing.
now i am at work. when i walked in, some country band was playing live in our lobby. i dont know who they are, or care, but they made fun of me in front of my coworkers-thus reinforcing my hatred for modern country music (no offense to the old-schoolers or alt. country rockers though. they know they have my heart). now i am running a remote, and heather, the board op next door, wants to know where i got my shoes.
this is so close to domesticated for me that it scares me a little bit.
hailey
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getting strokes tickets

i am going to touch them aaaaaaaaaaallllllllllllllllllllllllllllll innapropriately in about 24 days..or maybe just pee myself a little bit..
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i'll make them up
i can not focus on ANYTHING. i have finals tomorrow and friday, and all i have done is gone through and mark what i need to study.
procrastination should be the 8th deadliest sin..and i am guilty guilty guilty..
all i do is sit and listen to more ryan adams than should be legal and go on myspace or facebook or livejournal or waterblogged and play spider solitaire..meanwhile that biology book and that developmental psychology book sit in the floor staring at me condescendendingly.
i am supposed to be buying scott's dress for our publicity stunt, but our goodwill opened an hour late. what the hell the people at goodwill have to do that forces them to open an hour later, i have no idea. sort through boxes of shit? they could probably do that with people there. i wouldnt notice because i would most likely spent the bulk of my time squeezing around 20 little old ladies complaining about rising gas prices and that 300 lb black woman who spends the entirity of her trip to the thrift store yelling at her snotnosed little boy named "tyrone". all i need is an f'in' dress..and maybe some anti-psychotics if they have 'em.
shaved legs are probably the best feeling in the world. i should do it more often.
hailey
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you say ooooooh someone you know
wow i feel crazy today. i should take a nap. i should not be as annoyed as i am. or as upset.
i really honestly think that this will work out the way that i want it to and that natalie is right. time is on my side. i could cry and bitch and moan, but i won't.
something has to go right sometime soon. i saw sparks.
hailey
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i need a shower
things that happened today (in order of most recent to longest):
1.i walked into my parent's house and smelled gas. the whole family is asleep, and one of the burners on the stove was on set to low. i am hoping everyone is sleeping and not dead. 2.found out that my friend kevin got a dui last night...his second at 22. he is really upset about his parents' reaction and what he is going to do about his military position, and even though it is his fault, it makes me upset to see my friends devastated. 3.had another person make me a peanutbutter sandwich at midnight after playing a rousing game of four square and running like a tard in the feild next to wes' apartment. 4. jenna unveiled plans to go on a week long roadtrip this summer to seattle. nothing sounds better to me in the world, although i worry about getting off of work and making up for a weeks pay. 5. saw robin and candace at walmart. candace's hair is really long.
the rest of my day basically consisted of watching the entirity of the godfather series and sitting at wes' being bored out of my mind.
i need to meet a nice boy.
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