AHHH

So, last night Christopher had a show. And lets say I had a lot of shots, beer, and a mix drink. I am so sick today. I'm trying to drink soda for the carbonation so I can burp and feel better. Ahhhh *puke* Other than that everything went really good. I had a great time last night.

Tomorrow we FINALLY get to go to the beach, I'm so ready.

Well, have to leave for the in-laws now. I would type more but I'm so weak I can't even type. It's taking me forever to do this.

-Erica the sick Daydreamer

Can't sleep (take two)

So it's 6:11 in the morning and I've been up since 5:30 am. I can't sleep. So I put in a load of laundry waiting for it to get done, browsing the web and thought I would post for a little.

So yesterday I saw the light. I was working innocently at the bank and this bad storm came. It was really windy, raining, thunder, and lightning. Well, the lightning snapped one of the wires in front of the bank in half. I saw it fall and cars were stopping and stuff. THEN, that's not the only thing. It started on FIRE!!! Sparking like crazy. So, I pretty much shit my pants a little thinking this is the last day I'll ever be alive because these buildings are going to blow up. But thank god it started down pouring and put the fire out!!! It was pretty fricken scary let me tell you. So I'm pretty much hoping that the power is still off today at work. Thank you God!

Thanks to this blogging thing I'm getting a lot off my chest. So I don't bottle it up or anything. Some people don't understand how I can talk about my personal life and not care. Well, that's the thing...I don't care. I'm not afraid to tell people how I feel or what I'm thinking in a blog. And don't give me that "You just won't say it to their face, etc" shit. I've heard it and I have one thing to say...STOP acting like you think you know me, because you don't. And stop thinking you know everything, because you don't!!

I can't wait for the beach. I'm ready to tan and just enjoy the sun. I can't wait until I live 15 minutes away from the beach instead of 2 hours. I mean ocean not lake. And according to people here in Pennsylvania it's not a beach unless it's the ocean. So good Fair Haven Beach in New York really isn't a beach this whole time. So someone should sue them for saying BEACH on the front of the sign. Last I knew sand is what made it a beach. But, whatever floats your boat I guess.

I'm getting rid of stuff. For when we move to California we don't have a bunch of shit. We ordered the hitch and wires for the trailer the other night. So we're getting closer and closer every time. I've been looking at apartments just to get excited about the whole thing. It's working.

Well, I better go and attend to my laundry. Maybe clean a little bit. So I will see you readers/non-readers later.


-Erica the Daydreamer

Why?

Ok, I never understood why people have to repeatedly say that they are cool and awesome. I knew a girl back home in New York who every time I was around her would mention how cool or awesome she was. I'm sorry, smart OK, but cool? Not really. Either her friends would think she was cool but everyone else really hated her. Because a majority of the time she was a bitch. Tell me what I did was wrong but didn't realize she did the same thing only a million times more. I really feel like spilling my guts about people I knew and just didn't have the guts to say anything to their face. Pussy? Not so much. But I'm not one to lower myself to tell someone how much they suck, because most likely at that point I did too.

People change. I'm changing. I'm starting to realize more than anything. I think back and I say "Why did I do that"? I guess I really don't have an answer because at the time I knew what I was doing and why I wanted to do it.

I'm really starting to get sick and tired of people saying other people are fake. I really want to say "And you never are?" It like makes me twitch when I hear it because everyone is fake about something.

I'm just so full of questions I could keep asking and never finish.

Not enough people love themselves. It's actually really sad.

I wish I was more creative to write a story. About all the things that annoy me. Then I won't have to think of them anymore, because once I bitch and vent it's gone. And I never worry about it again.

I really don't care if people have a problem with some of the things I do.

I don't even have to turn on my iPod. A house a crossed the street has their music blaring because they are having a party. So right now I can hear Journey from all a crossed the street. We live in a main drag too. Not that I will complain because Journey is a favorite of mine.

I'm actually sitting here thinking of things to talk about because my head is so full I need to release some things.

It bothers me when people don't have manners or have a personality. Coming off as a cold heart bitch doesn't get you anywhere, sorry.

Isn't it weird how when your reading a book and the author mentions exactly what people are truly feeling and you raise your head and say "Wow, that's really true". And you never even knew it. I want to be like that.

I think I'm going to go on 43 Things and add to the list of things to do. Keep me occupied until Christopher comes home.


-Erica the Daydreamer

Can't Sleep

So, I woke up early because I can't sleep. Right now I'm in the process of trying to find another song for my myspace. I am totally in love with music. It is the greatest thing ever. For some reason I've been like obsessed with Miranda Lambert lately.

So, I know I'm going to be stuck and not know what to write. I feel like I have writers block. Blah!

I'm getting more and more excited about moving to CA. I'm officially ready. Before I was a little hesitant as many know. But finally I'm OK with things and I'm ready. I'm ready to go out and explore. See what kind of person emerges when I'm there. I love every experience I've been given and I thank God everyday for bringing me to the place where I am today. Not to mention I am totally in love. Which makes things even more special. I am one of those people who will say I WAS the one who thought I didn't need to go to different places or do different things because everything I was doing was fine. I was wrong. I love the experiences and I want more of them. I want to concur some of my fears or things I told myself I wouldn't do because of those fears. I've never lived on the edge and I'm willing to do that now.

I really HATE being drunk. I'm not a drinking person. I totally love the sober life.

Well, I should clean before I hop in the shower. I'll write more later.


-Erica the Daydreamer

Sad

So, my family left this morning and I am almost on my way out the door to go back to work. For some reason I am really sad. Like about everything. I think considering they left and I have to go back to work is what is doing it. That and I totally forgot that I am going out to dinner with the people at work tonight. I want to, but a part of me doesn't. I just want to spend time with Christopher. I know I have my whole life but I was really looking forward to it. Oh well, I'll get over it I'm sure.

I still have about 20 minutes until I have to leave. This long weekend was so much fun. We did so much and I loved it. I'm excited for the beach. I got a new bathing suit. Which is about time because I haven't had a new one in like 10 years it feels like.

Right now is a weird feeling. One part of my body is telling me to stay and write everything on my mind but the other part is telling me to go. So....I guess I'm going to go and do my hair for work sense I can't really think clearly right now.


-Erica the Daydreamer

Good Bye

So, today is the last day of vacation for me until another couple weeks. My family leaves tomorrow. I can't believe how fast time flies. But I had a great time. Next one Christopher and I go to Long Beach Island, New Jersey for a few days. I love it there. It's so nice. I need to get somewhat of a tan.

I'm ready but not ready to start working again. Well, go back to work.

Ok, this is a small one because I have to get ready so I will post when I have all the time in the world.



-Erica the Daydreamer

Pissed!!

I'm so pissed right now all I can do is cry. I can't get this thing to work and I'm so frustrated!!!!!!



-Erica The Daydreamer

You called?

So, I'm sitting here waiting to go to work in a few and thought I would post a quick one.  Thumper is being so bad lately and I don't know why.  He goes through these spurts where he will be so good for so long and then all of a sudden he notices he's getting yelled at ONCE and then all hell breaks loose.  One thing I do know, he is the most spoiled cat I've EVER seen and needs to be in time out!!

My vacation is FINALLY here.  I'm so excited.  We planned on going to Hershey Park but that fell threw so we are just going to go shopping instead.  Which is fine with me.  

There is always something going on back at home and it makes me thankful I'm not there.  I just miss people.

I hate when I can't find anything to wear.  Drives me CRAZY.  

ALL of my credit cards are paid off but 1.  And that one is my main concern.  I will be paying like $300 on it a month until it's down to 0.  Then it's my car.  Then it's major saving AND then.....drum roll.....CALIFORNIA!!!!!!  

Well, I better get my butt rolling.  Thank God for 3.5 hours on Saturdays.  

-Erica the Daydreamer

Thank you Jesus!!

I am pretty sure that Jesus is on my side.  I love it, I'm thankful, and he is nothing but the best.

I'm really starting to think that working with customers and money is not right for me.  They either make me want to punch people or give me a heart-attack.  Either way I don't want it.

So, I need a little adventure in my life.  So I decided to do this Lock Up thing where I try and raise money for MS.  Which they handcuff me and I sit at this resturant for about an hour until I raise enough money to bail me out. Which goes towards MS.  Which I think is a good cause.

Well, since my life is so exciting I'm going to go read.  Maybe more later. 

I really feel like going to a diner.  I totally heart diner's!

-Erica the Daydreamer

Cereal

I'm convinced cereal is the best thing ever.  

I'd like to think that my life is interesting enough that I can post just about anything on here about my life and have people read it because they are so intrigued. Then I realize I'm just lying to myself. All I do is wake up, go to work, come home, get on the internet, and read.  That's what my days have consisted of.  I'm trying to work on a few things in my life right now.  I'm trying not to get so overly stressed about everything because in the long run it's not really worth it.  I would also like to watch what I say to people.  I'm normally a pretty open person but I tend to regret saying some of the things I do because then I realize what I said just went against what I did.

I'm convinced that everything is mental.  My fears, my moods, my pain, everything.  I've told myself that other people aren't afraid of spiders so why am I?  I joined this website called 43 Things.  It's pretty neat.  I make a list of 43 things that I would like to do.  Right now I only have 20.  But I'm working on it.  One of them is getting over my fear of spiders.  I don't want to be scared.  I don't want to constantly have to look around or shake and cry and freak out when I see one.  It's annoying and I hate it.  I keep telling myself who cares if they bite me.  I have a pretty good immune system that I'm pretty sure I could handle it.  And I can guarantee I've already been bite in my sleep or when I wasn't looking.  I have a stronger chance of getting in to a car crash than dying from a spider bite.  There look scares the daylights out of me.  They aren't attractive at all.  I don't like how slow tarantulas walk either.  I mean seriously, I hate being surprised.  I'm not a surprised person.  Knock on the door before you come barging in.  Spiders sometimes have no manners and feel they can appear wherever or on ANYTHING they want.  So, that is the big thing I am working on.  I was going to get a tarantula tattoo on my foot so I get used to them.  I am getting better so I can't complain to much.

I've realized that I am totally changing as a person.  Who I was when I lived in NY is totally different than the way I am now.  In many ways.  I'd like to think It's for the better.  But you know how people get when someone changes than what they're used to.  Then they get all upset because you aren't who they want you to be.  

I waited on this girl today and her drivers license was from Hawaii.  I wanted to ask her why she would pick to move to good ol' Pennsylvania instead of Honolulu, Hawaii.  But I didn't.  That's like when I tell people I'm from NY and they say "Why would you want to move here"?  Then I reassure them I'm from upstate and I get a "Ohhhhhhhhh".  It's pretty interesting.  Sometimes people forget there is actually a state of New York and not just the city.  I'm guessing they might have flunked their geography class in high school.  

Well, I think I'm going to take a rest and go read or figure out how to improve my awesome blogger.  So I will update some more later.

-Erica the Daydreamer

The Beginning

So, I created this blog for many reasons.  I'm using this to express my thoughts and feelings that I haven't expressed to other people.  Things that have been going through my head for many years or just a matter of days.  I'm using this to tell stories about people I know. Or simply to just vent about things that might be bothering me.  

Certain books I'm reading that I think should be talked about I will mention. 

Some general information about me:

I love to daydream

There is more to me than the eye can see

I'm not who a lot of people think I am

Things I used to think were true have changed

I'm quiet when I'm around people I don't know

I hold things in when I feel need be

I'm very unique in my own way

I love who I am

I don't lie to myself about my feelings, sometimes it just takes a while to figure them out

Ok, well I am leaving now because I need to go to Guitar Center with my boyfriend before he destroys his vocal cords.  Daydream always. 

-Erica the Daydreamer