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Sunday, November 9, 2008

label my heart, label my life, just don't label me.

I have this label in hand all ready to place baby,
just stick in on my heart and let the world see.
Cause the words read, property of me.

I am in fact a huge sap.
I have this boy who I enjoy talking to and well he makes my heart flutter in a simple way.
ugh he is amazing, he is actually one of my best friends ever. And I do mean that.
I knew the boy from the time I first lived in CT (i was born in CT). And he's always been my friend. He moved away a couple of years ago :( but he's back!
His name is Ryan, Ryan Alyn Davy. He's amazing to say the very least. I actually dated him before but no one knew that.
It was right before he moved ugh I was so mad when he moved.
But yea Ry is amazing, he's tall, dark & handsome... hahah cause that is all I care about right?
But seriously, he is funny and sweet and caring. He always opens my door for me and pulls out my chair. He buys me coffee and stuff like that, cause he wants to.
I don't know Ryan was my favorite person for the longest time and he moved and I hated him and his brothers, there are four of them all about six feet blond hair blue eyes gorgeous, but I didn't hate his sister. Tara will always be my friend no matter what she does.
I don't know my heart it just soars when he is around.
Baby this label wouldn't fade away
Cause I know we are both here to stay
Baby I just want to say
I love you forever and always.

xoxo
Stephani

P.S. Ashley=bomb.com.... but not as bomb.com as me. I am BOMB.com

where oh where have all my friendlies gone?

hahah it's like steph and i are the only people who use this blog. boo, armsac, boo. you don't even get capitalized.

my stomach hurts. today i'm hanging out with will starting at around 5. i'm technically grounded, but my stepdad will be thinking i'm going to work so it's all good.

i'm kind of antsy about today. i want to see will because yesterday was his birthday, but then i don't.

he sent me an email telling me he had some...stuff. (stuff ricky wanted crystal to do...if you can't follow where i'm going with this you're an idiot. :)) now there was a time when that would have been awesome and cool, but i'm just kind of over it.

it's so funny to see will doing this stuff because he used to message me and call and tell me off for partying and all the crap i did, yet now he's worse at it than i ever was. i don't really want to do that today, but i don't know how to tell him.

i mean it's his birthday celebration. i should do what he wants.

i dunno.

so i just have an antsy feeling in my stomach.

i'm a bad friend.

Friday, November 7, 2008

*Editting My Life*

Unlike all the other things I do one thing that I can not edit it my life. If I could edit my life I would go back and do a few things again. I would tell my ex-boyfriend [who I dated for almost *five* years] just how much I loved him and would miss him that last time he left (especially since I never saw him alive again). I would fight back when that other boy {also an ex-boyfriend} would beat me. But that's just one of those things I can't do, unlike a picture, a story, a blog post, an email or a friendship[mainly with ashley and me and our 'it never happened'] I can't edit what happens.
I thought of this as I edited a picture of myself, I have a habit of editing pictures of myself and others cause well I think it's fun. And then I edit my works by reading them over and over and over and most likely changing what I wrote because I feel like whatever I did is 'not worthy'.
Editing my life is like editing my feelings, beliefs, rights. I can't do it.I am what I am. Life is only this bad for a while.

xoxo
Stephani

blahhhh

stephani and i fight and hate each other and then ten minutes later it's okay.

that's just how we roll. i don't like it sometimes, and it legit hurts my feelings sometimes, but we get over it, move on, love each other and then hate each other again.

she's my best friend, seriously. i love all of the ARMSAC girls but stephers is just my best friend. i don't really know why.

blahh.

anyway, i made this post to let you girlies know that i have created something.

creative something i have...created?

whatever, i'm not good at yoda speak.

we now have....

AN OFFICIAL ARMSAC YOUTUBE CHANNEL!

well, we also have an official ARMSAC email address, but duh.

(armsac@ymail.com)

our official channel is...http://www.youtube.com/officiallyARMSAC

Yay!

i figured we could repost our creeper videos here, as well as anything we do specifically for ARMSAC.

passwords to the email and youtube will be on the jonas forum. :)

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

I'm a Blog Hog. But What Can I Say. I Do Nothing All Day.

Okay so there might not have been a vote, but it is decided.
I am a blog hog... okay there was a vote about that part.
And I'm way to mean to my friends.
I was so ugh mean to Ashley tonight.
And I don't really know why.
I mean Ashley and I get along.
Hell she is my best friend for reals.
But we have that relationship where we are omg i love you, one second and then fucking betch i hate you the next.
Okay so that cursing is mainly me.
But yea it all started tonight when Ashley and I got 'divorced' and had Mel separate everything including out friends inbetween us.
Which led to a fight and me 'defriending' them.
Of course life five seconds later I started talking to them again.
And then Ashley called me and then Mel and then Crystal(who grabbed Ricky at times also)
And it was all fine it was a normal chat, Ash & I dominated.
I joked on her, called her a hick like three times.
(okay like a hundred)
but it was all normal truthfully.
And then suddenly it all went sour.
I don't even know what happened.
But my phone got muted.
And I stopped talking to Crys, and Ash.
And then it was like ugh bitch.
Whatever bye.
And Ashley hung up.
And I am a stupid bitch.
I admit that... okay the bitch part i'm not stupid.
But I was like purposefully hurting Ashley tonight.
And I don't quiet know why.
Sorry girlie.

xoxo
(from a sad)
Stephani

Sunday, November 2, 2008

What's that smell? That is the smell of Love.

... Well then Love smell like shit...
Ah work, what would I do without my job, without the customers, without my friends who come into work just to bug the shit out of me because they know I am two milliseconds away from saying fuck this I quit.
Some of you might think I'm kidding. Well I'm not. My job sucks some major ballage. Yea I just said that it's true it does. But I can tell you one thing that is for sure.
I Will
NOT be Thirty(or older) and STILL serving coffee to bastards who piss me off daily.
No offense to my coworkers who are above thirty, some above forty and doing just that but I have the chance to escape from that bull shit. I'm sorry I'm not going to be stuck at a job that when my house burns to the ground doesn't give a shit and still makes me pay for everything. the day after my house burned down. I seriously could not believe that my boss did that to her. The manager, who I love like she is my older sister, charged the assistant manager, who I love like she is my family & friend, full price for three coffees the morning after her house burned down. How the FUCK do you do that to someone.
So yes I shall move on past Dunkin Donuts, it might not be today (okay it isn't today.) or tomorrow(that might happen) or the next day(oh even more likely) or the next(as time goes on I hate it there more). But I will get away from that pit hole that is called DD. I mean seriously its a cool first job, but when people who need the job to support their child(one of my friends) get fired cause their kid is sick, or when people who are higher level employees (another friend) get fired cause they are in the hospital. It's straight bullshit.
I have an awesome Dunkin Donuts family I admit that and I'm pretty sure without some of those people my life would suck majorly. I don't know I mean without them I would still have the people I have such as ARMSAC, and all that jazz, but I wouldn't have people who I could hang out with where I live. I wouldn't have the chance to hang out with a gorgeous nineteen month old, and have her love me and to lvoe her. I wouldn't have the friends who accept my shopping addiction, it's mild I promise. I wouldn't have had the chance to see the band that caused me to be friends with everyone, the jonas brothers. I wouldn't have the chance to see the country, even if I did get lost in Oh-Hi-Ho! I wouldn't have half the shit I have.
Love is in the air, and it doesn't smell like shit right now, infact this very second it smells very sweet. Fuck.
I don't think that this blog had a real reason for being posted, well this post of it other than I wanted to post so I did. Suck it mother fuckers I do what I want and you can take your cotton picking ass away from me if you have a problem with that.
& Before you ask I am not RACIST. Fuck you. I mean seriously if you understood anything you would understand I AM NOT RACIST. Ugh. Someone fucking bugged me one day telling me that line of bull shit.
"I can't believe you just called her a dirty mexican and told her to go back to making you burritos you fucking racist."
UM Please. My best friend from VA, Andrea is Putero Rican and I always call her a Mexican she calls me a chink it's fucking even. Mainly cause people call us both Mexicans at first and then it just became our little inside joke.
Next we have my best friend from work, Kattie she's African American and I call her Niggs, it's okay she is very loud and open and shit plus she makes jokes about me being asian so what the fuck ever.
Next my best friend EVER Chelsie, she's whiter than casper the friendly ghost and she knows it and accepts it. I love the girl she is my best friend.
Then we have the JB BFF (Ash, Mel & Crys) They know me well a freaking nuff by now I think, if not well then I'm sorry. Just ask Crystal when I went to visit her I made a few jokes about Asians but hello I'm asian so I was dissing myself. But No I am not racist against Asians either, and I do mean that if I was I would be disgusted by my family and I am not. We rock, we rock on.
Idk how but this turned into an 'I'm not a racist rant'
Oh well that is just how I roll.

Random side note :one of my friends Mary was pictured wearing a Frankie Jonas t-shirt.
I have the same shirt.
We must be dating!
Or not.

xoxo
Stephani

Saturday, November 1, 2008

*headdesk*

Ugh.
I feel like I am neglecting a baby by not posting on this thing like regularly. I mean when it started I posted once a day, or twice depending on the mood of the day but ugh it's been what four days? I feel bad. Which is wrong cause well I mean four days isn't a long time. My other blog goes miles without being posted on.
Okay *headdesk* is a Ren thing. It comes out often if us girls are involved and truthfully all have used it once or twice I'm sure. I know I have.
Let's see, let's see what has happened in the past four days.
I broke my digital camera.
Bought a new digital camera.
Bought another digital camera, for my friend.
Worked, got paid :D.
Dressed up like a Fairy Princess and went to work, even though I didn't work.
Went Trick or Treating.
And Worked.
Yupp that is pretty much my life.
Besides like five stops to Wal-mart.
& a lot of text messaging.
...Shit I need to put gas in my car.
Oh & I started my two new online classes :)
I'm excited.
College is passing quickly this way!
I miss talking to the ARMSAC girls.
Us SAM girls
(Stephani, Ashley, Melissa)
are writing a joint fan fiction together.
I wrote a one shot.
I read a shit load of shit about twilight.
Um. That's pretty much what has happened.
Besides my boss going total creeper on me and these three other girls.
And inviting us to lunch of Thursday.
Cause you know when you work at Dunkin Donuts it's completely normal for bosses to invite their employee's to a different Dunkin Donuts for lunch.

Random side facts:
Ashley has never had Dunkin Donuts!
I know it's scary.
Crystal & I have never had Red Bull.
Okay so I had a sip...once...and then I threw the can back at Alex's head.

Um.
I should be going to sleep after all work in 8 hours.
Oh but we turn the clocks back so make that nine.
FUCK.
My cat is attacking me.
I will keel a nigg.

xoxo (for now)
Steph