Prop H8

One of my best friends sent me a link to the video that her company did about the gay marriage protest in LA yesterday. I'm posting it because a.) I'm incredibly proud that this Jersey girl went to school in Florida and then moved out to LA (you showed them Heather) and b.) I really believe in the message.

Now What?

So I finally graduated and as my peers head down the shore and get ready to start their careers I thought I would give everyone an update on what's going on with me.

- I still don't have a job.
- I don't have health insurance.
- All of my friends have gone home 3 weeks ago.
- I'm down to about $50 in my account and my rent isn't paid yet (shouldn't have written that...someone's going to pass that info onto the roommate...damn).
- My rabbit and I are sharing a bag of pretzels as our main form of nutrition. I consider this to be a great personality strength as I'm sure many people would have let the rabbit fend for himself by now.
- While my car is running on fumes and my check engine light is flashing, my friend in the passenger seat turns and says to me, "I think you could use some new windshield wipers". I'll add it to the list.

There's really no way for me to describe to you the limbo that I have found myself in this past week or so. The looming "now what?" is just hanging over my head...I just want to go home.

Can I Graduate?

Tomorrow afternoon I will officially become a Penn State alum. Let me just tell you....it feels good. I'm ready to move on and be a real person. Exciting, right?? In case any of you were wondering...

No, I don't have a job for September.

No, I don't have a job for the summer.

No, I won't have insurance.

No, I don't know if I'm going to live at home for the first year or not.

Yes, I have loans.

Thanks!

Spin Cycle: Prom Night Uncensored

I'm picking up on this spin cycle thing from Sprite's Keeper. I saw Joanie's old prom pics and I absolutely had to post! The theme this week is prom which is wonderful for me because I went to a prom every year (I had lots of older friends and was so gorgeous that everyone just wanted to be seen with me).

Allow me to begin by stating that our prom was doomed before it even started. Two days before prom I went with Rome to get his tux and apparently he was fitted by a baboon because not a single piece of his tux fit him. In fact, each piece looked like it belonged to its own tux entirely. Then, the day before the prom our auditorium went up in smoke and several windows and vehicles fell victim to the flames. If those weren't signs then I'm not sure what one is.
So...my senior prom was in June 10, 2005 (I'm the blond bombshell in the back) and was held at the Mezzanine in Newark, New Jersey. It sounded like a really fancy place and the photos online were absolutely gorgeous. Unfortunately, the place was more like our prom was being held on the mezzanine level of an office building. You had to take the elevator up four floors to get to the bathroom.

Before we get to the prom everyone meets in the high school gym for pictures and bus assignments. Bayonne High School came up with the idea of putting the entire senior class on buses to the prom to avoid drunken limo rides. It makes a lot of sense looking back but that gym was a sauna! By the time we got on the buses several girls had melting hair.

Rome and I got into 2 major fights that night. The first one was because he started dancing with a girl I didn't like. I slapped him. It was a good one. Right across the face in the middle of the dining room. Someone got a picture of it. I would share it with you if I had a copy but apparently no one has it. I can't really remember what the second fight was about...I may have been a little hormonal that evening. Luckily he got over it.

Now that I think about it, everyone was fighting that night. My friend Trish was pissed at her boyfriend because he like his ex's prom the year before better, my friend Ann was trying to avoid her date and hook up with Jared who was there with Molly. Molly was a little upset about that. Our high school football star got pissed at his date, threw a chair across the room, and got kicked out. He went on to get a full ride to Penn State (they make me pay ::tear::) as a running back I believe. He ended up tearing his ACL and I haven't heard anything about him since.

John's prom date was a girl who had graduated the year before and ended up disappearing a short time after our graduation. He tried to get in contact with her to at least give her the prom picture but thought it would be awkward. "Hey...I know you want to drop off the face of the planet and never talk to anyone again but I have this picture of us and you look really cute!".

Junior Prom the year before was much less eventful. Here's a pic from that too.

The Locks Are Always Redder On The Other Head??

I have an addiction. I have an addiction to dying my hair. I've had every hair color you could imagine. I've been blond, brunette, a red head, and I even had black hair at one point. Every time I need my driver's license I have to provide a second form of identification because my hair color never matches. I don't even know what my natural hair color is anymore.

Most of the time I dye it because I just get bored or see a movie with a fabulous shade of chestnut brown or champagne blond that I absolutely must have on my head. Sometimes it goes too far. Usually when this happens it's red.

All I wanted was my highlights redone...but apparently once you have a little red in your hair and more is too much. Right now my hair color looks something like this...
I've been told that I have trouble knowing when enough is enough. Now I have to think how I'm going to explain this to my colleagues. I really need to give this up...or at least the red.

Come and Get It!

I don't know if there is a magic aura about my apartment or if my friends are just absent minded but they keep leaving things at my house. I guess I'm not free of blame myself since by the time I find these homeless belongings I can't remember who they belong to.

Since the end of the semester is coming and move out time is almost upon us, I have decided to post these pictures in the hopes that someone will claim them. If no one claims them I'm selling them to the highest bidder. (email me if you see anything you like).

Men's hoodie. Excellent condition (no stink). Size L

Men's prescription glasses. Excellent condition. Found in Twin #1's makeup bag. (She swears she doesn't know a thing)

Men's Hollister Tshirt. Size M. Good condition. I'm pretty sure this one came from Jersey with me in August and I just never got around to bringing it back.

Women's sweatshirt. Excellent condition. Size S

Blue bath towel. Fair condition. This one has been around for approximately 6 months.

Female hoodie. Good condition. Size M

Black umbrella w/hook handle. Good condition. Better come get this one quick...Twin #1 is kind of attached.

JanSport book bag. Fair condition.

Love Notes

A message from twin #2 to twin #1...

The little things like this really make me miss my sister.

How Do You Do This Everyday?

Rome got a job substitute teaching in our hometown. Apparently, Pennsylvania is the only state that won't let just any John Doe off the street fill in for a teacher.

Today he was in an elementary school for the gym teacher. I got a text promptly at 3:05 that stated "I'm exhausted. I could never do this everyday."

...welcome to my life.