Why Hello...

So I could've sworn I posted a new blog, but I guess I didn't?
Anyway, key points in my life...

A. Joshy coming home on Saturday
B. Single again.. If it doesn't end in marriage... It just ends. Thank goodness
C. Family in town. ALL of them.
D. Work is pretty good. No drama. Hurrah!
E. Maybe I should be living by myself with the way I move through roomates?
And last but never least,
F. My Period! (F is so appropriate for this last one)

After two years of serving his mission, my bra' is coming home. Not to that skank that is married now and is going to plauge another family. He can do so much better. Oops, getting sidetracked. He's been in L.A. going door to door and getting hit on left and right by the prodominent GLBT community. I always knew he would attract them, after all, he looks like a male me with glasses. I am anxious for the food and to go to my parents cabin. I haven't been there in quite awhile and since I feel like I have made a better name for myself at work I can feel comfortable taking more time off on weekends to cruise up there.

I'm finally free again! Is it a bad sign that I can never stay in relationships without picking the male apart and leaving him for dead? I am quite possibly what they call a sucubus. Just kidding! I'm just very picky about how my men are. I like them like I like my cats, Fat and quiet.

I am loving life by always having something to do and someone to hang out with. Since I dropped my old friends I hane been something called a "loser" and staying at home all the time. Now that my family is here, I am never bored! I'm just glad I don't have that horrible attitude that I used to have when everyone comes. Ah, teen angst. Wait, what am I going to do when they leave?

I love my job. The end!

I am so done with this living with people crap. It is time to start saving my money and living myself. All the money and disrespect and waste pisses me off to no end! Someone is always late on rent, someone else is ALWAYS loud and disrespectful of people sleeping and someone else is always wasting water and power! Can't we all just be conservative and quiet and prompt?! Maybe I am a little hard to live with, but this stuff needs to done no matter who you live with!

BAH! I started my period right when Stephanie got here, so now I am cranky and sore and in pain. Hopefully it will stop before we go to the cabin next week. I wish I was normal in that area of my life.. It's such a pain in the boob. Litterally.

ha ha ha. I just read over that... I'm so glad only family reads this... Ha ha ha ha ha ha

Anyway, here is a clip from my latest obbsession... Dancing movies
Step Up 2

Oh. My. Heck.

I feel like all I ever do is complain and talk about work. Is that true? I don't have many positive things to report... I'm sorry.
Sometimes my life is just dull.
I heart you all

My job is hilarious

At my work, all last month, my work declared it "CelebrAsian" month. Does anyone else find that as funny as I do?

Dum Dum Dum Dun Dun

Good evening and welcome to the channel four news.
I'm Amelia Corey and tonights top stories are....

1. Stupid teenagers can't do their stupid jobs because they're so stupid and lazy. Stupid.
2. Idiot comcast still hasn't come to set up our internet.
3. My cat stinks
and
4. Hilary Clinton still is a tyrant.

At my work, I swear that it is the norm to be LAZY. Why am I the only person with a little hustle to my bustle? Not to toot my horn or anything. No one can even walk fast. Stupid people. A bunch of the girls were talking crap on me the other day and saying how I was such a spoiled brat because I make them work... Heaven forbid that I make them earn their $8 an hour. Lazy bums!

Still stealing internet from the neighbors....

Gwen is having a hard time adjusting still. My poor baby. I took a funny picture of her pushing me off the bed the other day though....

Women should not be allowed to be president. What if Hilary has horrible PMS like me and ruins the whol nation suring one menstral cycle.... Unless she really is a man... Then we're safe.

Well, Goodnight and sleep well.... I have to work at 4am because I am a workaholic.

Love ya

Due to popular demand...

I'm back.
I apologize. I have been extremely busy.
I'll be better next time.
I promise.

I work hard.
I sleep hard.
I am lazy hard core.

Imagine that. Me. Lazy. Ha.
Just kidding.

I really do work my butt off FYI...

If I could describe my life for the past couple of months it would use the word....

DRAMA-RAMA

Boys. Rock'n'Roll, Drugs, Alcohol. Just kidding about the last two.

I moved for those of you who care. I now live 5 minutes away from work in a very nice townhome that I live in with 2 other girls and a guy. It's.. Interesting and I think I'm having a hard time adapting with the boy, but we were desperate and appearantly, it's socially acceptable to do that now.

I've been kinda dating this guy... He's just a guy... That I kinda have a big crush on. If you want details... Call any of my sisters, because I am pathetic and I share way too much.

And for those of you who enjoy my little rebelious side.. I finished my tattoo. It's beautiful. It looks lovely on my enlarging belly and ginormous love handles... Just kidding!



At the beginning of the year, Target cut down to two team leads in the clothing area, we call it softlines, as oppossed to three. I am just now starting to feel the effects of it. I have to work on managing as opposed to tasks. I am so used to just coming in and getting my work down, now I have to delegate others to do it for me. I am so picky about my areas that I have the hardest time letting others take over situations like that. I have to be more "global" my boss says... Get out of the clothing more... Which actually slightly upsets me because I have always felt that one of my strengths as a leader there was being able to prioritize as a store and not just softlines...Oh well. I actually often get feedback like that. I don't think my boss knows me that well. Oh and I finally started making friends there.. 9 months later... I'm a sad sad little thing. Speaking of friends...

I am 20 years old. I can think for myself. I can judge right and wrong by myself. Luckily for me, all of my old friends do not possess that ability and are still living in the american high school dream. Freakin psychos. Everyone is talking crap about everyone and backstabbing each other. HOW OLD ARE WE CHILDREN?! I act immature and eccentric, but at least I still respect people enough to let them make their own decisions and not judge them for who they are and what they do. AHHHHHHH.

Anyway, I am going to try to go to Chris's soon. I was going to use my taxes money, but $650 later, my car is finally fixed. Oh well.

So now it's bed time and I have to stop using my roomates computer because we don't have internet yet and we are stealing wireless from the neighbors...

Love ya!

20 years of experience and still going strong...

As I sit here in my underwear staring at my computer screen, I am brought back to a conversation I had easrlier this night with a coworker of mine. Our conversation mainly revolved around me and what a hard time I've been having lately. He gave me a lot of key points to think on, but one thing he said to me, stuck out so much in my mind that I keep repeating it so much that it just runs over and over like a race track... Never ending circle.... "Amelia, you have so much potnential. You just haven't realized it yet." He then proceeded to tell me how intelligent and ambitious I am, and how attractive it is. Me?! Attractive? Ambitious?! Little Amelia who can barely finish a lot of the things she starts. Amelia whose main goal in life right now is to successfully fit seven oreos in her mouth at once. How could anyone ever look up to me?! After that whole thought process ran through my head and sputting many various arguements against this, I finally had to give up. He gave me so many wonderful things to think about. For example, the first thing I did when I got home was look up intelligence. I know what it means, what it refers to, but I don't know what it IS.
In-tel-li-gence- n. quickness of understanding/mental ability
Definitely not me.
And how on earth can we measure this? With IQ tests? I think not. Anyone can memorize an equation and the life cycle of a star, but how many people can diffuse an angry parent from hurting their child? How do you measure that? To me, intelligence is street smarts. If you can survive the world and be a better person because of it and give me advice for it, I consider you intelligent, useful, and just plain wonderful.
When I reach the point that I can feel comfortable labeling myself intelligent, then I know that I will have suceeded. Success, never being one of my strong points, is the one thing I crave, I feed on, I demand. I anger over it, I get high off of it, it controls the world. It controls me.
To gain success is to be intelligent. To be intelligent is to have experienced. The be experienced is to have lived through a period of time.
I'm only 20. I have all of the time in the world.

Anyway, time to clean my room because I will not be sleeping anytime soon.
Love ya.

RAWR!!!

Speaking of dreams...

I keep having these horrible dreams.

Everynight someone I love dies and I can't find them anywhere and I can't accept that they're dead.

First it was Greg who died to save my life from a crazy man who was shooting everyone. Then it was Maren who was trying to escape from terroists. Then my dad from Zombies. All the way down the list of my loved ones....

Why are my dreams being tortured? I used have silly, funny, happy, lovey dreams.

I think it might be the weather. Honestly. Last year when I went to a counselor, she told me she thought I got the winter blues.

I don't like the winter it always reminds me of really bad times in my life and bad things always happen in the winter. No lie.

Maybe I just need to move. I love Utah, but I NEED a change. I have been considering moving to Oregon for a long time now...

Even if I did move I wouldn't be able to do it for a year or so... Bills and debt. Blah.

I miss my family and hardly get to see the ones I do live close to.
However, daddy and I went out to dinner and saw Harry Potter V last week. That was fun. I love my daddy.

It really is true that you never know what you've got till it's gone...


Now it's time for my boy update. So I have been dating this guy from my old Target. He is kinda a jerk, but I have fun with him and he is rich (goldigger, I know). However, he is just a passing craze. I know he won't last. I don't want him to last. Still waiting on that server to dump his girlfriend... Who needs anyone when you have Gwen...

My little fatty is losing weight again and to show her protest she has taken to peeing on everything again. when she gets skinny, I'm never putting her on a diet again. She is so full of spirit and is just like a kitten except for the whole fat thing. She is always playing and cuddling and rubbing and licking. She loves me. Lucky for her, I love her to death and will probably have a breakdown when she dies. Silly kitty. The other day I pulled out my heater blanket for the winter and she hasn't left it since... Even right now she is looking at me while purring and rubbing her body all over the blanket....

Target is going good, I've been sick a lot lately but what can you do? I am taking on a lot there and am probably going to breakdown soon, but right now I'm having fun. At McGraths I'm trying to transfer over to bussing. Having a hard time doing that since the manager hates me and I am the best hostess.... Seriously. And that's pretty sad....

Anyway, time to go take a bath to try and calm the cramps since it's that time... AGAIN

much love