Monday, October 19, 2009

Move me.

Do you ever wake up just not in the mood to do anything? Well welcome to my life on a daily basis. Every morning I wake up dreading it. I don't know why. It's not like something is going on I guess you could say I'm just not happy where I'm at.
I've been debating on moving back home to be with my family. I just want to do something amazing with my life. How do I do something like that? HELP ME.
I want to make the most of it while I'm out here but I don't know what to do. I need a better paying job but I love the people I work with. How do I even go about this?
Is it time to move on and get on?
I'm ready to be around my friends.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Right in the butt.

So yesterday I wasn't feelin too hot. I woke up with my throat all swollen and a fever. My body was all achy, my head was pounding, and I just wanted to sleep. I was driving to the store to get some stuff to make me feel better and I realized I don't know what it is about moms but I just started crying. I just wanted my mom. I know there isn't much she can do but it's just the comfort of her being there when I need her. I picked up some soup cried while I was at the store. People probably thought I was a freak. I cried on the drive back home and when I got home. So later on I could not fall asleep and I was cold and hot and cold and hot. So this morning my grandpa to me to this clinic where I waited for 2 hours before I got to go into the back room. When I finally go back there it was 45 minutes before a doctor came in. He told me I had strep throat which I already knew and they tested me for the flu also. 30 minutes later the nurse came back in and they told me that I would be getting two shots and then they'll give me all of my antibiotics. The second she told me about getting a shot tears filled my eyes. She brings them in and tells me,
"I'm going to need you to lay down because I have to put them in your butt."
"What! In my butt, are you serious."
"Yeah this one won't hurt but the second one does."

Point of my story I can't wait for me to not be sick anymore!! Oh and here I am hours later and my butt still hurts from the shots and I have bruises where she gave them to me.

Me = No like doctors!

Thursday, October 8, 2009

To kill or not to kill.

I always get asked how or why I am a vegetarian. Well here it is...

It all started one March day in 2008. My younger brother was a freshman in high school and obviously he couldn't drive so my mom asked me the night before to take him to school. Of course I said I could because I didn't work until four so I had the time. Oh before I get too far, I pretty much do everything in my underwear. I sleep in my panties, I watch tv in my panties, almost everything. So he had to wake me up because I was so tired for the night before. We were running late so I didn't put any pants on, I figure I'm not getting out of the car so what does it matter anyways, right? So we're driving and he tells me, "Erin don't forget we have to pick Cody up." (Cody is his best friend since kindergarden, he's like my brother, and I did forget.)
"Oh shit Brian! I'm not wearing any pants."
He just snickers.
So we stop by and pick him up. Well go figure Cody had two friends sleep over that night. They all pile in the car and he noticed I was in my panties and goes, "haha where are your pants!"
"Shut up! Just pretend I'm in a bathing suit ok."
So no all of the boys are laughing. I just want you to invision what kind of panties they are. They are worse then your grandmas underwear. They are like the, I'm doing laundry underwear. They're two sizes too big, with a ton of little flowers on them. They go up to my belly button.
Well in the mix of them making fun of me and me telling them to shut up, there was a bird in the road. They usually fly away, well boy was I wrong. He did not. I ran the poor baby over and I heard him crunch. I am a ridiculous animal lover and I have never killed one in my life (well except for that bird.) I started bawling! Of course they started to laugh and because I started crying they were just making it worse,
"Erin how could you kill him!?"
"What did he ever do to you?"
"You're an animal killer!"
"His family is never going to see him again!"
The tears just poured out of me. I could not stop. I cried the whole way home and when I got home for about 15 minutes. From that moment I decided I would never support killing animals again. I just want to point out I'm not a freak about it. My parents eat meat, my brother eats meat, one set of grandparents eat meat. I don't try and convert. I figure you do what makes you happy. Not eating meat makes me happy. It's a little harder to go places and find things to eat but I manage. I just see animals having feelings too. I don't know what I would do if I found out someone wanted to kill my dog to eat. She has such a personality she's like a little human.



"The time will come when men such as I will look upon the murder of animals as they now look on the murder of men." -Leonardo da Vinci



"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." "To my mind, the life of a lamb is no less precious than that of a human being." -Gandhi

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Tell me what's wrong with it.

I've already realized that I think like a guy. No one believes me until I prove it. I'll be honest, I'm a pervert and I'm proud to be one. I know how guys think, well because I think the same way. I always thought that no guy would want to be with me because of it and well that theory has yet to prove me wrong.
Is there something wrong with thinking like that?
I find sexual references to be funny, is that so bad?
I get a weird satisfaction out of it.

I have a very sarcastic attitude and I'm honest. Sometimes to a fault. My parents just brought me up that way. They told me that it's better to be honest in the beginning then lie about it and find out the truth later, so that has always stuck with me.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Daily dose of the bird.

There is seriously not a day that goes by that I do not flip someone off. I don't know what the problem is. I feel like people out here don't know how to drive...or maybe I don't but I won't admit that to anyone. = )

No one looks when they try to get over causing me to swerve into the other lane avoiding any kind of accident that is bound to happen. I feel as if nobody knows what a blinker is. It's rarely used. I get cut off constantly and right when they get in front of me they slam on there brakes.
I find the most annoying thing in the world is when two cars drive at the same speed (which is slow) right next to each other. They don't know how to speed up a little and let everyone else pass them or slow down a bit and get behind the other car. I just find it very inconsiderate.

I know I have a lead foot and I drive at the speed of light but I do like to cruise on occasion. When I do I still know to get over and let my fellow speeders by.

I will admit too that I do have a mouth on me. I def. have a sailors mouth when it comes to the road. I don't know what caused this road rage but I do have it. I use every word known to man when it comes to all of this. I just really don't like to be cut off annnnd I don't like for someone to ride my butt either. Although I have been known to do that too to other drivers. I just feel that they have a slow lane for a reason. If you are driving at or below the speed limit STAY IN THAT LANE..

What to do what to do.




"You never really learn to swear until you learn to drive." Author Unknown

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Oh how time flies.




Sooo, I realized what this baby is for. To tell you a little about what I think and how I feel. Well..here it goes.




Summer.











It's my favorite time of the year. I love the way the sun beats on my skin and warms my whole body up. The fact that you have to eat a popsicle so fast before it starts to melt and drip all over your hands. Just everything about summer makes me happy. I also love when you can drive around at night with the windows down and it's still 85 degrees out. I regret to inform you..fall is here. I just got home from the gym a little bit ago and it was 50 degrees out. I had to drive home with the heater on I was so cold. I couldn't believe, summer went by waaaay too fast for me. The one thing I can really say is I love fall clothes. They're my fav.


As Dashboard Confessional says.."So long sweet summer. I stumbled upon you and basked in your rays. So long sweet summer."




Hello Fall.

The Start.

Well, where to start off. My name is Erin. This is my first blog EVER. I'm not too sure what I'm supposed to write about so I guess I'll just tell you a little about myself. I'm was born in Mission Hills, CA. A few years late my parents moved us out to Arizona and my little brother Brian was born. We eventually moved back to Mission Hills. Again, a few years after that we moved back to Arizona. I graduated from Kingman High School. I worked a few really crappy jobs. I later decided that I wanted to do something different and exciting with my life so I moved out here to Quartz Hill, CA and here I am. Nothing really exciting has happened though. I really think I just need to be on my own and self sufficient buuuut I have a little (ok maybe a lot) of a spending problem. Watching movies is a hobby of mine. I honestly can not get enough of watching a good movie, or in that case, even a bad movie. Something about feeling like a character does or seeing how someone would react to a situation just moves me. I get sucked in. One of my all time faves is La Bamba, Meet Me in St. Louis, and Zoolander (ha it's a classic). Actually I can probably think of like a million more that are my favorite but that will be said on another day.

One of my best friends Sam lives in Denver, CO and I'm just waiting for her to finish this semester up so she can finally move out here and we can reunite ha. I think I just really need to be around people I know. I felt a little lonely first moving out here. I didn't think it would be so hard to make friends but I guess I was wrong. I really just need some ideas on how to meet people. Or how do you approach them and strike up a conversation. Oh well, who knows what will happen I guess I'll figure something out.

Well I think this is a good starter. I'll start to get the hang of this after a while. = )
Thank you for reading and I'll keep ya posted.