i hate new year’s eve.

in other news, today my old manager, now my boss on some higher level, told me her son wants to date me and asked if i would date him. i said no and then almost vomited because i can’t really stand her son at all.

but it’s always weird and grossly flattering when things like that happen.

i really hate new year’s eve. i just want SOMETHING to do with SOMEONE. but i’ve got nothing.

i am a big loserface.

things:

1) i had a dream a few weeks ago that michael jackson committed suicide.

2) two days ago i saw a license plate with 666 in it. i tried to take a picture but i couldn’t dig out my camera fast enough. and i even have two cameras in my bag all the time.

3) new year’s is going to be super depressing.

4) my room mate bought me an old man chia head and i love her for that.

5) i hate living in this town. it just feels like i’m stuck in the wrong place.

6) i bought the royal tenenbaums last night.

7) i need a hobby.

i like sleeping.

9) i just want someone to keep my company, dammit.

10) it’s almost impossible to imagine living back at home with my parents year round after sort of being on my own.

11) manfriend said he’d visit me if his car would make it and i didn’t believe him. and i think i hurt his feelings. i just don’t know how much he likes me–if he likes me as much as i like him. i’m such a wussy girl. and i bet it is sick to read, everything i write about him.

12) i listen to the anniversary too much.

a girl i used to be best friends with got a ring for christmas. it’s just weird to even think about. even though we’re not really friends anymore–we talk when we see eachother in public but that is about it. i just cant even imagine us hanging out and having a really great time anymore. all she talks about is her boyfriend and i can’t help but think she’s too obsessed or something for it to even last. i’ve never met the guy so what do i know?

i guess it just kind of scares me. people my age, who i used to be close to, are in relationships and getting married and everything is just drifting apart when i just want it to pull together.

oh well.

christmas was nice i suppose. it was funny when i unwrapped a box of tampons. and it is funny how we give eachother gag gifts–the gag gifts take up about 1/3 of the gifts under the tree. christmas is crazy here–we’re totally unreligious but we go all out. the gifts were piled, up to over 5 feet high in the back and down to about 2 feet near the front. they covered much of the wall and we had to set some on the step in front of the fireplace. it is crazy, because we seem to add another person to our christmas celebration every year and the pile of gifts just grows and grows.

i didn’t really get anything superfun but i’m totally content. i got lots of things i need for college like portable plastic drawers or whatever those are called–shampoo, toothpaste, soap. or maybe my family is hinting that i need to pay more attention to my personal hygeine.

i do not know how to spell.

i was going to go an entire entry without talking about manfriend but i am dumb and want to say what he got me for christmas. he gave me a shirt with mr. rogers on it–i had seen it before but never picked it up for myself. however, i like it a lot and he also gave me a mix cd. and to just bring it all together, it was wrapped inside an empty cereal box in sponge bob paper.

this bedroom is freezing so this is the end.

honestly, finding fantastic things at thrift stores may be one of my most favorite things in the world.

but man, today was an awesome thrift day and i only went to one place. i think it is my favorite way to spend money. because i can buy four shirts and a pair of old man pants for only $3.22.

seriously, it’s so great.

i’m supposed to call manfriend tonight but i am falling asleep and really, i suck at talking on the phone when i dont have any exciting stories. of course he’d be satisfied listening to me talk about my shopping adventure but i dont want to do that. today i sent out a christmas present for the boy and in the note attached i wrote, “i miss you, bitch.”

because our “pet names” for eachother are bitch, and bitch.

i’m sorry i write about a boy too much. it’s disgusting to read probably because it’s not interesting, i’m sure. but it’s just such a huge change from anything i’ve ever had in quite awhile and i’m pretty happy with it.

tomorrow night is my work’s christmas party. it’s really not going to be all that fun, but i think it’ll be better than last year’s because i like the people more, and know them better. i’d like to go out and party hard afterwards with some of the guys but we’ll see what happens.

things are actually kind of going on in my life right now but i feel incredibly boring and uninteresting when i type this. because it reminds me of my old 7th grade notebooks, where each day’s entry is just “i did this today, and maybe tomorrow i’ll do this.” oh well. at least i am not sad.

the end.

i got another haircut today. and i am fucking hot. not really, but i like it a lot. i also put red in my hair again on the spots i bleached awhile ago, because why not. i tried my blue dye again and it still did not work, it just washes out and leaves my hair a little darker. after christmas i am going to use my money to buy fun hair dye because that is what i do. i buy hair dye. manfriend tells me that he has dyed his hair black, and i just can’t picture it. we’re such a hot couple. in that not at all sort of way.

one time, a girl was looking at a picture of us and said, “you two have the same eyebrow pierced! you know what that means.”

and of course it means nothing. we just like to say dumb things.

tonight i work and that is exciting. i work seven days in a row. i am just glad to be getting hours because i’m that broke. i start training to open the store on the 30th. it’s going to be weird to have such POWER!!!

BEHOLD I AM THE ALMIGHTY KFC TINA.

awesome.

i am retarded.

since i’ve been home (one week), i’ve gone to taco bell three times.

my first semester grade report is in.

concepts of mathematics: C

broadcast operations: B

america historical survey: C

freshman seminar: A

enjoyment of music: B

my current GPA: 2.62

I IS A GOOD STUDENT I LEARNED LOTS.

i hate being here
with no one to give bear hugs
i am hug spoiled

tangerine chapstick
you turn my lips bright orange
how hot am i now?

you like to kiss me
dr. pepper flavored lips
i like to kiss you

in my pajamas
it’s three in the afternoon
i’m a lazy bum

what? no goodbye sex?
please come quick january
i want hello sex

let’s play a game now
i punch hard and you fall down
and i leave you there

i bumped into you
it was an accident, but
now you’ll kick my ass

i worked nine hours today. i am tired.

it feels nice though. i want to work work work. i wont really have any money until after christmas though. it’s alright.

today the assistant manager at work gave me some stickers that came out of the quarter machines in the lobby. they say “sugar and spice” and “hottie” which obviously means that they were meant to be mine because i am both.

i am thinking about:

a) putting the stickers on my car

b) sending them to manfriend with his christmas present and suggesting that he put them on his car

c) forgetting about them and just prank calling people with my voice changer.

d) forgetting about them and just prank calling people by playing horrible creed songs when they pick up.

it’s a tough decision to make.

tonight at work a little girl threw up in the lobby. her mom tried to clean it up with just napkins but later asked for a towel or something. i gave her one and told her to just throw it away when she was done. because really. good story, tina.

i havent been so tired for awhile.

wow. a full body massage would be nice.

naked.

so i am home again. my last final was today, and i do not start my second semester classes until january 13. i will go back to school on the night of january 11th and i will be excited to see everyone.

though i will most likely see my room mate and my friend crystal over break. it is doubtful that i will see manfriend but it is okay. i am going to miss him and i hope he will miss me but that is that. we have telephones.

though we don’t really like talking on the phone all that much. the other night we played this “game” where we’d call eachother and play really bad music and then just hang up. this went on for about 40 minutes and it was jolly good fun. we were also quite bored.

finals week is so boring–everyone is studying, trying to cram everything into their brains at the last minute, and we also have these stupid 23 hour quiet hours. i live in the all girls dorm, which is much more strict about being quiet and it sucks. it’s cool being on a boys floor and not having to worry about being loud at 3 in the morning.

i went into work today to pick up a grand 58 dollar pay check and get my schedule. i lucked out and went in at the same time as some other dude who needed someone to work for him tomorrow. hoorah, six extra hours for me this week. it is funny going into work and having people cheer on my existance.

also, i’ll be training to become a shift manager over this month. i’m not really sure how it’s going to work since i’ll be leaving for school. but i can probably safely say that i will be a kfc shift supervisor during this summer. don’t mess with me, yo.

i’m really excited about this, not for the position, because i really dont want the responsibility, but i want the hours and more pay. i need to keep myself busy because home is boring. and boring is depressing.

i’m thinking about getting a second job in the summer to keep myself even busier because it’s not likely that i’ll be hanging out and having much fun.

my parents are going out of town on saturday night. PARTY AT TINA’S HOUSE.

a party in that not at all sort of way.

god i love gummi worms and old snl reruns and caffeine and being here and hot showers and bubble baths and books and movies and ben stiller’s crying scene at the end of there’s something about mary and electric kool-aid and my voice changer and happy birthdays and comedy and being with manfriend and eating pizza every other day and prank calls and good chinese food and the anniversary and dana carvey and trainspotting and bracelets and disposable cameras and one hour film developing and cheesy power rangers stuff and laughing and smiling and thrift stores and tomatoes and buttons and pillows and fuzzy blankets and socks and tickle wars because i’m not that ticklish anymore so i am the champion!

i just felt like typing and i could go on and on and on.