Friday, August 10, 2012
These past few days have been extremely hectic. Well, not really, but still. I've had to work more than I normally do. I'm always on the closing shift so I usually work 5pm-9pm Mon-Fri. Yesterday and today, I had full shifts and it was horrible! I've been spoiled with my four hour shifts that working 8 hour shifts are pure torture. Last night, I went in at 4:30pm and when I walked in the door, my manager managed to track me down to ask if I would mind staying until midnight to help straighten out the clothes section of the store. Me being the person who can't say no to anyone, agreed and it was hell. Not really, I just don't like working so late, I honestly don't know how I did it when I worked in restaurants during the closing shift and had to work until 2am or later. Like I said, I've been spoiled!
Today wasn't as bad though, I went in at 1:30pm and basically just walked around the store, helping people here and there or just talking to coworkers. After 4:30, I was asked by a manager to help package cookies in the bakery and it was fun. Time went by so much faster than it would have normally and the next thing I know, it was already 6pm! Time really flew by, I had been thinking only half an hour had passed but nope, an hour and a half had. I actually had fun working there and talking to the lady that normally works bakery. Today goes to show that I don't know everyone who works there. She had already been working at that store for over nine years but I saw her for the first time about a month ago! I think the biggest thing out of working in bakery is that even though I was packaging cookies, I didn't eat a single one! Even though I was tempted. Yay for me.
I gotta be back tomorrow at 11am and hopefully, I get asked to help out in bakery again. Or if I don't, I'll just ask if they need help. I like it there.
Thursday, August 09, 2012
I'm pretty sure that everyone has that one band who has helped them overcome difficult situations in their life. For me, it has been a couple of bands and one of them is The Academy Is... My sophomore year of high school, my mom got diagnosed with pancreatitis and doctors had told us that she had a 50/50 chance of surviving her illness. My mom and I aren't super close but at that moment, I realized just how much I had taken her for granted. You only get one mom in this life and you have to appreciate it. The good, the bad and the ugly. During this time, I had no one to talk to, I couldn't talk to anyone in my family because I didn't want them to understand just how much I was really affected. So I turned to the one thing I did have: music. Putting The Academy Is...' albums on repeat during that time is what helped to calm me down and to be honest, they are what kept me sane during that time. I was depressed and constantly having suicidal thoughts because I didn't have no other option. In more ways than one, they pretty much saved my life.
One of the most amazing nights happened on March 29, 2009. I was finally able to see them in concert, even though it wasn't the entire band, it was still such a great night. I was finally able to see some of the guys in person who had pulled me from such deep depression and helped me move on with everything. I was also even able to meet the lead singer for the band, William Beckett. Ever since I started listening to them, he had been such an inspiration to me and he is also a musician I truly admire. That night, I had been waiting by the merch table waiting for him to show up and talking to another guy from a different band. I was just about to give up hope on meeting him when my friend tapped me on the shoulder and pointed behind me. When I turned, I didn't see anything different and after scanning a few of the faces, I was finally able to spot him. The one guy I had been waiting for years to meet. Mr. William Beckett. I'm not gonna lie, I started bawling when I saw him. I mean tears were coming down my face steadily. It was a dream come true, literally. I was able to get William to sign my belt and got a picture with him. As we were leaving, I asked him for a hug and almost started crying again. I remember telling him, "I have waited almost five years to finally be able to meet you." And he replied, "Aw, thank you. And thank you for coming, sweetheart. See you next time." He literally made my life right there.
I still remember that night like it was yesterday. Every year after that, I was always on the lookout to see if TAI would be coming back to Dallas. And in 2011, pretty much everything changed. I ended up stumbling upon a post on Tumblr talking about how they had split up and even though I wasn't sure yet, I started to cry. This was a band who meant so much to me, who had helped me so much. Now I was never going to be able to see them live, all of them together. After verifying that they had indeed split, I started looking into what the band members were now doing. Come to find out, William Beckett had gone solo! I was once again ecstatic. I started looking up his tour dates and found that he would be opening up for Relient K on their tour and that they would be stopping by in Dallas on Aug. 8, 2012, yesterday. I made it to that show because he was going to be there. And once again, it was such an amazing night. Not only was he amazing with a band but he was also amazing as a solo artist. His voice is just perfect. It also made my night when he played an old song from his band, The Academy Is... After his set, he said he would go and hang out with us in the lobby. After about 45 minutes of waiting, he came out and started signing/talking to people. I had so much I wanted to tell him but when it came time for me to talk to him, I completely froze. Everything that had been on my mind was completely wiped clean and I was fumbling for words. But he was still the same sweetheart from three years ago. Even though I managed not to cry this time, the floodgates where threatening to burst wide open. He signed my ticket and the other one I had for my friend. He also took a picture with me, not one, but two! Afterwards, as I was about to walk off, I remember telling him "At least I didn't cry this time." And he said I was doing a good job and gave me a hug.
I know this is a long entry but I had to get it out. Also, if you EVER get the chance to see William Beckett live, DO IT! You won't regret it.
Thursday, April 05, 2012
I have finally decided to do whatever it takes to start losing weight. I have finally gotten tired of being ridiculed by people who are supposed to support me and encourage me to get healthy. But then again, that's how family usually is, right? So I have started working out and from now on, no more fast food. At least not as much as I'm having it now.
On another note, I worked out today, second day in a row and I'M PROUD OF MYSELF. I feel great and although my arms are sore, I feel amazing. Time to attempt to work out or do something productive every day.
Wish me luck guys!
Monday, March 05, 2012
When I was a kid, I vaguely remember reading something about souls. And to this day, it still haunts me. So I finally out some thought into it and here's what I came up with. First though, here's what I read:
A soul wanders around aimlessly before choosing a family to be born into.
Now, thats not verbatim, but close. So after thinking it through and thinking about the family I was born into, I came to the conclusion that if this was the case, then maybe the soul does search for the "right" family but you may not think so. The family I have is not so great, they have their moments but I have been through so much with them, mostly bad. Now, when I thought about this quote earlier, I bitterly thought, "Well, my soul was a dumbass." But then I thought, what if there was a reason for it? What if maybe, just maybe, my soul thought that being put into this family would make me into a better person? Would make me want to do something with my life instead of just moping around and waiting for life to happen? What if this was my souls way of telling me to prove everyone wrong?
Saturday, March 03, 2012
Okay, so I'm going to try to use this as a "daily journal" of sorts for a few reasons. To help me deal with personal issues as well as to help me get back in the habit of writing. So here it goes.
Although today was a day off from school and work, it was still a pretty crappy day although I really didn't do much. Had to take my mum for a doctor's appointment, then went to do some errands. What I was really trying to do was avoid doing homework that was due at midnight. Although I did put it off, I was still able to turn it in on time, incomplete but at least I got something in. And let me just add, I loved it. I was finally writing after years of no motivation and no creative ideas. I missed it. I didn't realize until writing the beginning of the short story for class just how liberating it really is. For a hour or so, I was in my own little world.
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