Wednesday, 30 May 2012

  • Frayed nerves, busted veins, and a game of thrones

    A lot has happened since I got back from Austin. Last week, this week is/was a bad week for me, so I've just been keeping myself busy, not letting myself think about the depressing events...and so far it's worked. May is almost over, thank God, and I've made it through without a major depressive episode.

     

    Today was a bad day though. I'm not using nicotine patches anymore, I've finished "the program", and today I was just really on edge. In a fighting mood really, I'm sure I would have argued with someone if they told me the sky was blue, and I was irritated by almost every single thing. I still feel it, like I'm just waiting for someone to say the wrong thing so I can pounce. Maybe it's because there's no nicotine in my system, or maybe it's because I didn't go swimming today. I'm trying to work out a little, so I don't gain bad weight and just to help with my stress. I chose swimming because it puts less pressure on my joints, especially my knees, and it's an athletic activity while I'm not great at, I enjoy. But I had other things I had to do today, and after 4 days in a row of it, after no athletic activity like ever, I needed to rest.

    Whatever the reason though, I was just in an awful mood today. I feel bad for the people who had to deal with me, because I know it comes across. I'm not good at hiding it when I'm irritated by people or at showing patience to people I think are acting stupid. So even when I keep my mouth shut and only say the snarky things I want to say in my head, people still know something's up, and the people who really know me, know what I'm irritated by and know it's them, and so I end up feeling like an asshole, because I am.

    Surely it'll get easier. And I won't be a rabid bitch for forever. 

     

     

     

    I'll do a post eventually with some of the pictures I took in Austin. Just some, I took too many to include them all. I'll also include some pictures of Dallas or do a separate post for that, because I took the train into the West End last week and played tourist; I got some pretty good pictures of Dealey Plaza and other buildings down there. Kinda have an architecture obsession. 

    I had a doctor's appointment last week too, and they drew blood from the same arm I had a vein busted by a nurse while I was in the hospital...and omfg is it bruised. Actually in addition to being the same arm it's the exact same vein, just the bruise is lower than the fucking track mark that I now have because of that dumb ass nurse fucking up while trying to change the IV. Where they drew blood didn't bruise until like a day or two later though, or at least I didn't notice it until like yesterday...I don't know, I know it was fine that day she took the blood, she even held it forever because she said she didn't want it to bruise. And when I got out of the doctor's office the band aid and cotton she had put on it had fallen off, but I could barely even see where she pricked me. But then the other day I noticed my arm was kinda sore, so I looked at where she took the blood (which is at the crook of my elbow, standard blood taking place) and there's a bruise covering that whole area pretty much. I don't know if because they drew blood from the same vein that was busted recently, which made it more sensitive and that's why it bruised, because I don't usually bruise when they take blood...I'm not a saint when it comes to drugs, but I have NEVER EVER done intravenous shit, besides the morphine they had me on in the hospital, so I don't know shit about that shit. I just know that I have a damn track mark on my arm from a nurse that fucked up my IV and busted my vein. And now from a nurse drawing blood I have a bruise below it that makes me look even more like a junkie. Razzle frazzle.

     

     

    Anyway, I also have, have to get my GAME OF THRONES FINALE menu planned. O yes, it just got super nerdy up in dis bitch. For the premiere I made lemon cakes, from scratch, and although we had themed meals all day, for when we actually watched the episode I made a meat and potatoes type dinner, something I thought Robert Baratheon would enjoy. But this time I think I wanna center the food around Tyrion. Burnt black bacon. Lots and lots of wine. Whores. And for dessert...hmmm, maybe something Daenerys enjoys...strawberries or...something. Maybe a red velvet heart. I'll have to pull the books out and look them over for inspiration really. I'm rereading them, but I've been so caught up with the show and other things I'm not even halfway through A Clash of Kings. We'll see, I'm not going to do anything so elaborate for the finale as I did for the premiere, but we're definitely having at least one Game of Thrones inspired meal. 

     

     

     

     

     


     

Tuesday, 15 May 2012

  • Photos of things

    I am bored out my mind, so that means it's picture time why not. Now just like my last entry like this, see here, I'm not a photographer, I don't claim to be, and I don't try to be. I'm just fucking around. Unfortunately I don't have any pictures of an cool, old, haunted bridge this time, but we work with what we got.

    Click to see

Saturday, 12 May 2012

  • Ramble on

    So things are still up in the air, waiting to find out if I get summer aid. And I didn't get the job, I would have, but they wanted something from me I couldn't give. C'est le vie. I'll find another, I was upset about it at the time a little, but it's not the end of the world. Positivity breeds positivity, or some shit, so no upset, only happy.

     

    But, since I don't have a job to worry about, I get to go to Austin next weekend!!! Going to watch a friend graduate from UT and I am SO excited! We met at community and became fast friends. I luff her so much, and I'm so happy for her. We are going to have a blast I know it. If I find a job between now and then, I'm still looking of course, then that'll change, but as of right now the plan is for me to be in Austin Thursday night through Saturday or Sunday. It's been awhile since I've been to Austin, and besides all the homeless, I really enjoy the city. Most of all though I enjoy her, just getting to hang out with her is going to be awesome since it's been forever since we've seen each other, then all the stuff we have planned on top of that, and the graduation ceremonies...like icing on a fucking amazing cake.

     

     

    I've been saying for awhile that I need more work appropriate, "grown up" clothing; my closet is full of t-shirts and not appropriate dresses. Nothing super skimpy or like club wear, just mostly really casual dresses I can wear daily, and that I've almost worn into nothing in some cases. They're just so comfy! So I've been planning a trip to a few thrift stores (no way am I buying that stuff new and I've been trying to have a less is more philosophy when it comes to clothing) to look for professional basics in good shape. I know what to look for and what's quality and how to check seams and all that, and I'm not afraid of digging and searching for one item so thrift store shopping doesn't bother me at all...and on that subject, just because it's new doesn't mean it's quality, always shocks me when people will pay ridiculous amounts for one shirt, and one that's made of polyester at that, read labels people! Plus since merchandising is my degree, I'm more than kinda aware of how much retailers/manufacturers fuck people. 

    However I haven't bought clothes in so long. So very, very long. I really haven't made a purchase just for the fuck of it in forever and that's just for me, unless things like shampoo and conditioner count. They don't. And of course, I found a t-shirt I want SO BAD. I wasn't even looking, just checking up on some music news, and bam, there it was. Damn you internet. Well actually two, but I'd have to pick one or the other. For both it's around 50 with shipping and all, and that's just too much for t-shirts. But one is only 25 with shipping, and that's not so bad. It's a band I LOVE and both have lyrics on the back from two of my favorite songs from the new album...I'm so tempted, just fill out the information, then wait a few days and magic! New shirt. But I'm afraid I'll feel guilty afterwards, I mean I could use that for a million other more important things, but it'll also cheer me up a bit, and isn't my happiness worth at least 25 measly dollars? Now I'm being a little ridiculous, but it's true! And it supports one of my favorite bands, who are pretty underground and need all the support they can get...ahhh I keep going back & forth. Plus it's so hard to choose which one!

     

    Here's the first. On the back: "All evolution is crippled when dogma dictates" from Starlight Requiem 

     

    And the second. On the back: "Barely legal I don't mind. Hit me baby one more time" from Bloodsucker

    *Both can be purchased from indiemerch.com/razortowrist, just in case any Polkadot Cadaver fans come across this & want them too*

     

    Ahh I don't know what to do. Though really, I was going to upgrade my Pandora for a year again, it ran out about a month ago, so if I don't do that, I could theoretically use that money for a shirt...even though I probably wasn't going to upgrade it, because again, could use that money for more important things...ah fuck, the responsible part of me is like no, you don't need it, but the me inside me is like 

     

     

    I've been really thrifty lately, not spending on shallow things that I normally would, so I think I may say fuck it and get one. Probably the first one. I just love that line. It's so true. But the second one is pretty awesome in itself and I also really love that line...CHOICES!

    I'm still going to get some professional clothes, no matter what, because I don't have that much to choose from when going to interviews or when I need to look nice. Luckily though a lot of my closet is black. God I love black clothing. It's the former goth in me I'm sure. I have a couple other financial obligations, but the more I think about it, the more I think I can wiggle $25 bucks to use just for bullshit for me. And if this is the bullshit I want...it's the bullshit I gets. I've got a few dollars in my amazon account, maybe I'll turk a little (not twerk, turk, though twerking could probably get me some money fast too...) and use that money for it, or at least earn back the money I spend on it, so maybe I won't feel so guilty. Maybe. I probably still will, feel guilty I mean, just because I've been so anti spending money on anything that isn't absolutely necessary, it's hard to break myself out of that.

     

    Anyway, I've just been trying to waste time, I'm trying to reset my sleeping schedule so I stayed up all night, but this is kinda boring me (ha, I bore myself...) so I better switch it up and find something else to do. I have plenty to keep me busy, that's for true. 

Wednesday, 09 May 2012

  • Who likes good news? Everyone? Then good news, everyone!

    I have been so down and depressed lately, and most of it stems from my finaid being cut off after this semester. I'm ridiculously close to graduating, two classes and an internship close, so it's been devestating. I don't have the money to pay for classes myself, and I haven't had the (financial) support of my family since I was 17. And even before then it was limited, growing up super poor and all. 

    But, BUT BUT BUT...today I may have figured out my saving fucking grace. Summer classes. Summer aid is determined from this years finaid, soooooooo my cut off, 6 years, etc, shit DOESN'T APPLY. AND!!!! The big "and" because I knew about summer aid I just didn't think the classes I needed were being offered, but they are offering them for this summer!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The second class is one I had to pick from a list, and it's not the ideal class I wanted to take (which was advanced buying & planning), but it fulfills the 9 hour requirement for that block. I have to make sure that I can only take two classes and not four and still get aid, and I have to make sure that I'm correct and they won't cut me off for summer, but if they don't. OH MY FUCKING GOD HOLY MOTHER OF CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

     

     

    I'll still need an internship, which I haven't applied for any yet. I didn't want to, knowing I had 3 classes to pay for myself I figured I'd only be able to afford (if I could afford at all) to take one class a semester, so that would have made my internship at least a year away and pointless to be applying for. BUT if I can take classes this summer, I can pay for ONE class myself and possibly FUCKING GRADUATE IN THE FALL!!!!!! I'll get on a payment plan, I'll work my ass off this summer and fall and whenever and pay for the fucking class somehow. If I can get an internship this fall...hell even if I can get one in the spring...I will be the FIRST in my family to graduate college and it won't be forever away like I thought it was going to be!!

     

     

    I'm like thisclose to tears right now. I can't get my hopes up super high, it all depends on me getting summer aid and if that falls through then I'll be right back where I was, but if I can...it's all going to work out, & a lot sooner than I had thought. I'll have to start applying for internships tomorrow to try and get one for the fall (which is a competitive semester to get one for) and I'll have to go talk to the cashier people and find out how much the one class costs, if I can get on a payment plan if I take a class, yadda, yadda, yadda, but even if I don't get one for fall and have to wait until spring...that's NOT that far away!!!!! 2012!! 2013!!! Especially when yesterday my estimated graduation date was TBD...

     

     

    Today has been the best day I've had in a long, long time. I also got offered an interview tomorrow for a job that is not only like 3 blocks away from where I live, but is a job that I KNOW I can do and that I might actually like doing. They offered me an interview like 20 minutes after I "applied" (I sent my resume weeks ago but it was just now that I had a little phone interview thing) so I'm really hoping that's a good sign. I'm not letting myself get all anxiety ridden over this job interview like I did my last; I have to stop cooconing myself off from the world and letting myself think I've failed before I ever even tried. Also on the good, I had two finals today, which were the two finals I've been most worried about, and I actually think I did good on them! I know it doesn't sound like a lot, but seriously, I have had such a SHIT fucking time lately, just these few small things have put the biggest smile on my face and in my heart. I'm feeling hopeful again, for the first time in I can't even remember how long.

    It's so funny too, because I was riding the bus this morning, and I happened to see some chick drive past us, in a brand new, still got dealer's plates BMW or some other nice car, smoking a cigarette, and I caught myself longing to be her so bad. She probably has two living parents, possibly a good job, she can smoke without it killing her or collapsing a lung, she's driving and driving a nice ass fucking new car....and then I just stopped. Was like a light came on. I have been way too "woe is me, I have all the problems" lately. So I told myself, "Self, we're not going to think that way today. We're not going to wish to be other people, we're going to take what we're given with happiness, and be glad to be you, and then without getting overly anxious and worrying about shit we can't change either now or at all, we're going to work on the things we don't like about our lives right now that we can work on and change. We're going to finish out this semester trying as hard as we fucking can on these last finals, even if it doesn't mean shit, and then we're going to get the rest of everything in order and everything is going to be ok."

     

     

    And funny fucking enough, today turned out amazing. I know it wasn't all just because I changed my attitude, but a big part of it was. I have to keep that type of thinking up too. I'm going to have a bad day again, possibly even tomorrow, but I have got to stop letting shit get me so down. I used to be grateful for what I had, happy for what I was offered out of life, and I tried, I gave shit my all, and if I failed, at least I had the experience and tried. But I let this school shit get to me, and I let my insecurities and anxiety get to me, and I let my debt get to me, and I let the tragedy's I've had get to me, and I let everything get to me. I've let everything else control me and dictate my happiness. Dictate my life really. No more.

    Even if my summer aid falls through, so what? I'll still work my ass off, I'll get it done, even if it takes longer than it "should". I'll pay the hospital bills even if it takes me till my dying day. I'll get my ID renewed in the least, and I'll get my driver's license back. I'll get a car eventually, when I can afford it and when I have a license of course. I'll find a job, two jobs, three jobs, whatever it takes to not be so stressed about money anymore, and it doesn't fucking matter what they're in. There's no shame, and although I've said always that I didn't care what kind of job I worked, I have been overly picky, even if I want to blame it on my anxiety or not having a car or whatever. It's not external factors that are holding me back is what I'm saying, even if they make shit more difficult. It's me holding me back. Nothing more, nothing less. It may be a lot of work, and money, and time, and energy, and everything else I feel like I don't have any of, but I do, and I'm going to stop putting shit off and procrastinating and get myself to where I wanna be.

     

     

    I can't force shit to be a certain way just by crying about it. I can't change things without any work. And I CANNOT go through life with such a shitty fucking attitude, sobbing about everything that goes wrong when I do have SO MUCH that is right. Even if it's just me breathing and being alive, that is so fucking much, and I should realize it, close to death as I came, recently and really throughout the years. I have beat the odds, in almost every fucking thing I've done or gone through. I need to start realizing it, and appreciating it, and taking advantage of every day and every moment and every fucking thing and opportunity I have and/or are offered, and start lifting myself up instead of beating myself down. Life beats me down, why in god's name do I do it to myself too? I don't know, but I do know that I'm going to stop. Again I know I'm going to have bad days still and not everything is going to go the way I want it to or plan it to go, but I'm done letting that defeat me. Every day is a new day, full of opportunities and life, and I'm not going let myself forget that again. I'm clawing myself out of this and even if it takes me years to get to the other side and I'm bruised and bloody, as long as I'm there, it'll be worth it.

     

Friday, 04 May 2012

  • Hustle my bustle

    I feel like doing a just for fun, because it's pretty & I like it post. Probably because my past couple posts have been far too srs. 

     

    I love bustle skirts. I wasn't kidding in the little section on my profile where I said I'd wear them & cat ears. Super cuuuuuute! So on that note...

    Couple vintage examples first...

    Ahhh the past. So wonderful.

     

    And if I could, what I'd be wearing EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.
    Oh & warning, some of these images may not be appropriate for the prudish. But I don't know if anything I do is, so suck it prudes. Fuck off.

     

     

     

     

theglitterqueenstrikes

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    • Location: Dallas, Texas, United States
    • Birthday: 11/18/1984
    • Gender: Female
    • Member Since: 5/28/2011

A Bit About Me

  • Hippie. Wanna be gypsy. Hopeless romantic & mega nerd. Music, fashion, art, nature, books, fancy papers and pens, sweet tea and my dog...just a few of my favorite things.
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A Little Bit More

  • Where I shop: I'm not particular about stores or brands. If it fits, I gets.
  • I like to wear: cat ears & a bustle skirt
  • Can't live without: comfy dress, well made jeans, and wedge heels
  • Guilty Pleasure: Lolita fashion