Stand By Me

This week has been absolutely crazy. The last few days have been too much excitement for me to handle. I'm telling you. At this moment, I'm watching this show. (I am always watching shows, get used to it.) It's called Angel. I'm totally on a David Boreanaz kick and he happens to be the lead in this show. I just have to go off about this show for a minute. I like the story line, but it's a bit over played after the whole Twilight thing. Vampire who was a killer decides to be good and redeem himself by killing bad people or demons as the case may be. This is a familiar theme in Vampire Diaries as well, but that show kicks any other show's butt.
Of course it's vampire themed. I actually didn't realize it was about vampires until the horrid make up showed up. I was not intending to start another vampire show, but oh well. It happened. Since this show was on before Vampire Diaries and was well before Twilight, I've got to see what it is all about. Not to mention the whole Buffy the Vampire Slayer reference. Now I need to see what that show is all about. I was never able to watch that show since I was young and sheltered.I hear that it's great though. For a 90's show, right?
Now to the main point of this post tonight. Needless to say, I'm feeling a bit neglected. I probably shouldn't be posting this on my blog, but it is sort of like a journal for me to. A place that is safe for me to express my feelings and frustration among people who won't laugh at me. Not to mention, you can't reply right away that you think I'm stupid or dramatic. You just have to tell me on Facebook. And if you do that, I'll delete that comment and it will be like it never happened. But, since we are friends, you probably wouldn't do that anyways. If you did, we wouldn't be friends anymore and that would be a totally different story.
Well, we'll start with Saturday. Saturday was a fantastic day with adventures, delicious pizza, and good company. Last week, I made plans with my girl Kerisa! I really need a name for her since everyone on my blog seems to have a nick name. I'll have to come up with that another time.  I'm really not going to go into too many details of that night, but in short, we went up to SLC with Twinner and Matt. Matt needs a nick name as well. We went to this little place called Huka Bar and Grill. That is normally a place I wouldn't attend. In fact, I probably will never go back. Except for the pizza. I had a margarita pizza there that was divine! Couldn't even take it. It was spicy, and greasy, and delicious. Mmm. Anyways. Hukas are not my thing at all. I don't smoke or drink. So bars are not my thing either. Still though. Grills are.
It was shaping up to be a pretty awesome night, until we got up there and there was that icky white stuff all over the roads, making nerves get a little knotted up. Then when we arrived, like instant karma, my phone fell from my lap and into snow/slush. All was well until I got into Huka and my touch screen stopped working. That was the first step into a downhill evening. Next step was the nasty girls that felt like they needed to dance like two cent gutter sluts on each other. That was not my favorite. There was one girl that was seriously grossing me out. Blah.. The worst part was the look on her face. She has this super... sexual look on her face.. I don't even have any way of describing it because it was so uniquely revolting.. It was fun a little later when the super hot DJ came up and started playing awesome songs so that everyone else started dancing. I was thankful to have my view blocked of that nasty sight. We even got up and danced too. I looked ridiculous. It was very embarrassing. So I sat back down after about a song and a half.
We decided to leave a little early because the snow was still coming down. I went and stayed at Kerisa's place and it was a blast! We laughed at some more girls making a show in front of some boys, and then falling right on their backs because of the ice. Good times. I went to sleep pretty soon after that because the smoke and the music up at Huka were really intense and gave me the mother of all headaches.
Sunday was going to be an eventful day. Kerisa and I went to church which was lovely. I was supposed to go to two homecomings, which I missed. Then, I was supposed to go to a birthday party for the Fighting Irish and Professor of the Dark Arts. I missed that too. Which was a shame because I heard that it was quite fun. I ended up staying up at my grandparents house that night. Talking to them and watching TV with them was really nice.
So, keep in mind that my phone has been broken since saturday evening. Which is super lame. My sister filed a claim on it so I could get a new one. So, Monday goes by. No phone. Now today is Tuesday. I actually had the day off so I could wait for the phone to show up. Well, it got here, and I was very very excited. I had no reason to be. They sent the wrong battery. So, I can't even use it. I had to file another claim. Now, I have to wait until tomorrow to get (hopefully) the right battery. I can't even get to it until 9 since I work all day. Dang it. Gosh.
Having to not have a phone for 5 days is really REALLY getting to me. I can't call anyone if I need to find something out. I can't text anyone when I'm in an awkward moment. And (in my neurotic case) I can't even call anyone if I get into an accident!
I was really fired up about this earlier in the day, but was relaxed a couple of hours later. But, my mother dearest has made that mood flare right on up again. Yes, parents are supposed to piss you off. Above that though, parents are supposed to support you. Make you feel good about yourself. Not tell you that you sound crazy. No. That is was friends are for. Man, my heart hurts. I just wanted ONE person to say that I am justified to be really annoyed that someone was an idiot when they packed that package with the wrong product. And I got it from a completely random source. Matt. I just need to hear, " Yeah! They probably were smoking crack! How the heck did they mess that up!?" I wanted that from my family. I guess I sort of did get it. Matt is my brother in law. Twinner eventually got on the bandwagon. So that was nice.
I promise, this is not just about the phone and stuff. But, I feel like any time I get passionate about something, I get shot down with a shake of the head and rolling of the eyes. I can't handle it anymore. I just need someone to support me like a good bra. I know I get angry, and overly so, but I calm down pretty quickly if you just tell me that I'm right to be angry. At this point, I now don't feel special at all. I have absolutely nothing to offer. Except some laughter here and there. I can at least offer that.
Siiiiiigh. This took a depressing down turn, didn't it? On a happy note, New Girl will be on in less than 10 minutes. So, I'm going to switch shows and do what couch potatoes do, and fuse my rear end to the couch. Once again, I love my friends that read this. I love being able to write for someone! One of these days, I'm going to be a famous author, with dozens of best sellers, and I will not forget to thank all of you guys that stuck with me for the last 8 months. Your encouragement is what keeps me writing, and I can't wait until I can write for the world!