Hoo Hoo Hoo

That's all I think about whenever I hear The Rolling Stones song, "Miss You". I was trying to figure out what this song was for the longest time not realizing I already had it on my computer. I ran through the Hard Rock to look at the playlist on the wall. Hah.

So these days I've been pretty busy. But it's been good.

November 6
I went to go obtain a health card. This lady was coughing all over me and I was just so disgusted and anxious to get out of the place. The lady who kept coughing on me was bitching nonstop and her boyfriend was telling her to shut the fuck up and how she was embarrassing him. It was amusing. Why was the health card 50 bucks? Jessica got hers last year for like 20. At least 30. But what the fuck. I was really pissed cause they wouldn't let me pay half with cash so I had to overdraft.

It's a little sad with my money situation. I even went to coinstar to cash out coins to cover the overdraft costs in my bank account. Then I realized, oh fuck, I have to fucking pay off my parking ticket as well. That didn't work out because they wouldn't accept my card online. bah.

Pretty much I missed Poli. Sci. cause I was already running late, to go get a health card. Uhh.

After all that shit, Cathleen came and picked me up. I forgot the first UNLV basketball game was the same night but Cathleen had bought me a ticket to Circa Survive already.

So the first band we walked into was just terrible. The band itself played alright, but the singer. My god. The singer. He was out of tune, and I think it was on purpose. I really don't know who they were. I'm looking through their MySpace's right now and no one sounds like them. I think they only had 2 songs and the only people who have 2 songs on their MySpace is Ours. But I don't think it's them...

Well the 2nd band was Dear Hunter which was just great. Made up for that shitty band.

3rd band was I believe was named Ours. Longest shittiest set of my life. The last song they played lasted 30 minutes. On top of the 30 minutes of music they already sang. Their lyrics were so fucking awkward. Like "Don't look at me and say you see a white boy, I am different from you". And another song he just kept chanting the MURDER over and over. Goth faggoty shit. I was so angry that their last song wasted my life.

I kind of think they did that on purpose. Fear Before The March Of Flames were supposed to play before Circa but I don't even think they came out.

Anyways. worst set of my life. Though, Circa Survive definitely made up for it. Anthony Green grew out his hair and looked cute. They opened up the first song with confetti and threw out big balloons for everyone to hit and pop. They did this twice more, while the balloons got even larger. It was crazy. Reminded me of the balloons when I saw Muse. Anthony Green got so much better at performing live.

Cat and I ended up talking in the car until like 2am. I really do enjoy catching up with her. It's very much like the old days.

November 7
I went to go deposit the coin cashed money and went to go watch the health video. I was falling asleep. That video was a fucking hour long. My word. But I got my card first and left so fast. Went to go to the library so I could print out the new notes for Psychology and found out there was a power outage. This guy kept staring at me trying to log on. He could've told me. Douchebag. I found Andrea and we went to BEH to try to use the lab there, failed. Ran into Melyssa so went to the MSU lab and printed out shit there.

I got to class realizing that today was the last day to pay off my parking ticket before they double it. Fucking shit. And I didn't get out of class until after 5 and that's when they close.

Luckily when I got home, my card went through. Christ. Went to Isaac's to battle him at guitar hero except he sucked. I remember him being really good. Found some info about 4chan, Jessica's favorite message board site. Crazy people.

November 8
I knew I was on a big time constraint with my essay and with all those training stuff. I pretty much had a full schedule today, so right after poli. sci., I went straight to the library and started my essay. I seriously forced myself and amazingly, I wrote for a straight hour in a half. 3 pages about why message boards should be regulated. Especially with that guy who posted about how he was going to shoot up his school and actually did it in Finland. Actually, that happened yesterday. Kind of sad.

I ate and drove around for a bit before I finally went to Town Square. I parked in the garage and had no clue where the fuck to go. So I started walking through the shopping district. It was really nice. There were so many construction people there just staring at me but I just kept looking around. Lucky Brand, Aldo, Perfumania, Guitar Center, etc. is going to be there. Not all the signs were up. And there is so much more work to do. I don't even think they're going to be done by Friday. I finally found these stairs that led right to the entrance of the movie theatre but then one of my managers were there and told me to go around to the back of the building. I got there and found a some people waiting. There was a large parking lot where we were at and you could see the 95 right past it.

I grew some courage and finally started a convo with this girl who was next to me asking how long she was there for. Bam, she talked so much. Thank god. I finally made a friend. We had like 5 attempts to be in the same group and finally we were together. We had to play ice breakers and remember people's names and relearn about ushering. We ended up not being able to go in the building because they were conducting some electricity tests, so we went home about 2 1/2 hours early. Yes.

They wanted us to walk to the garage in pairs because of the creepy construction workers. I was trying to walk with this one guy named Cortland. And I guess it worked out in the end. We talked about psychology and philosophy while walking to our cars, which happened to be right next to each other. He really reminds me of David.. but 6ft. Too bad him and Kristina aren't in my training group tomorrow. Bah. Good news is, we're still getting paid for not working all the hours.

November 9
So I was on my way to UNLV and I decided to take Flamingo down cause it's not so busy at the time of day. I watch this red Nissan Maxima tail gating the shit out of this red sports car. The sports car decides to brake check their ass because they just wouldn't stop. I watched the Maxima tail gate all these other cars and when we finally hit a red light, a little after Las Vegas Blvd., they happened to be parked right next to the sports car. I notice they're yelling at each other. The passenger out of the Maxima, happens to be black, comes out of the car and walks toward the sports car. The guy from the sports car, being white, got out. They both happened to be the same height and they started doing the whole trying to make each other flinch and then the white guy tried to push his door into the other guy. This started this huge fight and they started wailing on each other. Except, they didn't do a very good job and it just looked really sad and very sissy-like. I was really shocked and a little scared that someone was going to pull out a gun. Mind you, this is all going on right in front of my car. Not down the street, but directly, in front of my car. The lady from the Maxima is screaming for the black guy to get back in the car and everyone is honking at them and telling them to cut that shit out. And then, the light turns green.






So, I actually got my essay and outline done. I was really proud and got to class early and for once, not freaking out about being unprepared. It was a chill day. Got candy. Loled at the fucked up similes we made about how we feel about the class.

Went home to eat and watched 2 more episodes from The Office disc I got from Netflix. I'm kind of mad they sent me disc 4 first out of season 2, but I figure it won't be that big of a deal. God, I love Jim. He is way too funny.

I went to training and the second I got there, they pretty much told us to go home cause we couldn't get in the building still. I got my first paycheck stub stating I got $17.53 for one of my orientations. lololol. I didn't get my visa card yet, so it's useless to me. But I have to go buy work shoes and a belt to get it approved tomorrow at next training. I really want to train in the movie theatre so it'd be easier. This is ridiculous. We have to train at the Mariott shit again roleplaying with Monopoly money. Bah.

But again, good news. I'm getting paid for the 6 hours. So yay, free money.

I haven't hung out with the others in a while. I kind of feel bad, but I haven't been spending money. And since I have no money to spend, I don't want anyone to be paying for me so I rather not bother. Plus I don't want to waste gas. Man. I've never felt so poor in my life. My god.