Today in a nutshell.

One year at Disney.

Toontown on the new schedule.

Found my pants at work.

Life is pretty good.

<3

xo

Her2 Rant

This rant is about Her2. She probably won't ever read it and even if she did she would automatically know it's about her. But I really don't care.

She's got a tough life. But that doesn't mean I have to trust her. When we moved in originally she told me, Laura, and Jessica three different stories about when her Dad died. That threw off my like of her. The other girls tolerated her but she didn't do her share of things and that aggravated me.

Since the new lease started in August she hasn't done the dishes. Sure, she didn't use quite as many dishes as me, but she still had enough to warrant for her to take them out of the dishwasher once every blue effing moon. On the advice of friends I started leaving her dishes under her cabinet on the counter in a nice, neat little pile because I was getting sick and tired of doing all the work.

Around Christmas her mom passed away (I don't know what of; again with the different stories as to why her mom was sick at all) and that's sad. She's 19 and an orphan. But she has "5" sisters (for the third time, who knows how many she really has) around here to keep her company and all of that.

She ran the dishwasher on Friday, right before I went back home for the weekend, and by Sunday when I got back she hadn't put them away. And they still weren't done by Tuesday! So when I went to do them today - again, I'm doing them - I opened it up... and the dishwashers not even full. It's not even close to full!

So I left her a note that said, you know, please don't run the dishwasher when it's not full; it's a waste of water.

What did she have to say?

"I didn't have any plates or cups - so I had to run it - than I did have enough time to unload, so I just grabbed what I needed out of there at the time - so I had to run it". Exactly.

Are you serious? Really? You didn't have time to put it away but plenty of time to run it and grab what you needed? There weren't even that many dishes! It would have taken her all of two freaking minutes to do them. I looked in her cabinet; she has paper plates, and on the counter she has a box of four FREAKING WATER GLASSES! It's such a fucking waste!! I hate this girl and I'm SO ready for it to be May 31st so that fucker can get out of Tym's house, we can de-douche-ify it, and I can get the FUCK out of this place and away from this girl.

End of rant.

P.S. Found out the reason MJJ was taken off my schedule; apparently it's because I'm a face girl. Even if they trained me they most likely would have kept me in face roles and it's almost a waste (it was a "business decision") to train me. They needed to give those opportunities to people who needed them more. That's fine by me! Hoping to make my way up to CDCT bookworm!!

:)

XO

Her1 Rant

This rant is specifically against one girl... I will call her "Her1".

Her1 is really getting to me.

Everything she does ticks me off. I know it shouldn't be a big deal, but it's just... UGH. We used to be so close but now I can hardly have a conversation with her without snapping. I'm not in a bad mood when I start - usually the opposite - but then she says or does one little thing and... UGH! I just have to snap! Even seeing her name as online, or that she's said or done something on FB just makes me roll my eyes and sigh.

I don't know when the change started.

Like when I had a status that was really serious, she made a joke about it not being real. When I corrected her, and tried to show her just how serious I was, she STILL made it a joke! I'm like... HELLO! I'm glad that YOU think things like that are funny but obviously it's not, and I would appreciate it if you didn't joke around about things like that.

I don't know what to do anymore. We're supposed to work as a team but I can't see myself working without snapping anymore. Everything with Her1 has to be so formal. Why can't she just send me a regular message like everyone else? Why does she have to sign it with her different signatures like we're strangers? It drives me bonkers.

I suppose that I should just suck it up but it's getting harder and harder. I'm about to give up on Her1.

xo

Ursala is still winning...

Just dropped Tym off at the airport... I miss him already. I'm really nervous about him flying on Friday the 13th; especially because of the recent crash in New York. You really just never know...

I'm still voiceless. I hope it comes back by tomorrow. That would be wonderful. I'm thinking tomorrow night Belle will be sounding a bit like a smoker.

Tonight's gonna be fun, though... everyone coming over, watching disney flicks, making valentines and cookies and generally have a ball. I still don't have an outfit; maybe everyone can help me pick something out of all the stuff I have.

Happy 21st birthday to Christina.

Happy Friday the 13th to Jason (or whatever... I'm not a scary movie person).

xo

Ursala stole my voice. Damnit. This always happens right before I have France. Not Toontown, where I'm on an hour, off an hour. No. France. Damnit! I can't talk like this for 8 hours in an 11 hour day. 8 full hours! ARGHHHHH.

I'm just finishing off the Tudors season 2 right now... bye bye Anne Boelyn! This show is confusing to me... in "The Other Boelyn Girl" (the BOOK, not the horrible movie) Anne's sister Mary has an affair with Henry first and has two children by him. Where is this shit in the Tudors? Ridiculous.

We lost Petunia last night. 10pm. That fucking fish. I used to wish her dead but now I'm like "Blehh, I don't want any more fish dead!" NINE fish in my name! Tym and I are a terrible fish mommy and fish daddy. We almost bought an electric blue lobster today. We might have to get one and put it in Petunia's old tank. It's pretty badass. It would match all the neon gravel. We'd have to feed it live shrimp though. Eek!

I want season 3 of the Tudors to come out already so I can watch it! I haven't really heard the story after Anne's death. I'm hoping this class I've been looking at at UCF is really about this era because I am fascinated by this whole situation.

So, I'm seriously going to ask my parents about taking Meyer to live with us once I move in with Tym and the boys. There will have to be some serious changes in the way these boys handle the house and chores. I'm pretty bad too but Meyer can't be around all that shit; beer bottles and bowls and dirty dishes. I don't know if my parents would actually do that. Let us have Meyer, that is. If that's the case I think Tym and I are going to get a dog. I'd really like one. A little baby one, to keep in my lap. He has his big galoopy puppy dog; now I want my teeny tiny doggy to snuggle with.

That's all.

Another disappointing day.

So today was another disappointment. Somebody* got SW. Somebody** (who I LOVE) got fit in Meg (no word yet on whether she got it). Why, for the life of me, do they not FIT / approve me?? I wish they told you why it is they don't approve you. Today, while everyone was clearing the room, I talked to Tammy. I said "Thank you for letting me do MJJ. At first I was unsure but now I am so excited for the opportunites it will bring me". But I really wanted to shake her and say "FIT ME! GIVE ME A CHANCE! Why her over me??? What does she have that I don't??"

Her color code, I suppose.

Well, that's it. I'm watching the Tudors and not calling schools like I should be for my class. I should probably say "screw it" and just sign up for a teacher anyway. Plus, this baloney with run crew is driving me crazy.

This semester will work. I promise it will work.

*It's not FAIR... another Belle/Snow combination... where is my chance???
**Good for her, she's a darling


EDIT: She got Meg. Well... if anyone, good for her. If only... if only...

And they're off...

To quote Peter Pan: "Here we go!"

So... a blog, huh. This is new. This is fun. This is exciting... right?

Yeah, definitely.

And so, it begins.

Well, I dyed my hair black. Hoping it gives Tammy and Soroya a hint tomorrow. Dark hair, red lips... you get it. And now I'm trying to get black out of my neck, my face, my hands, my elbows... yeah, my elbows. I hope it goes away. I really am dying for something new at Disney. I love my job but it's hard doing the same thing day after day. It's just about to be a year for me. A year of my favorite pineapple bookworm. I love B**** but hey... one can only talk so much about books and Gaston for so long.

Anyway, gotta do some junk for stuff and all that. :P Got Carly's sleepover tonight! Can't wait!! :)

Wish me luck tomorrow.

XO