In a random hotel room in Madison. I would very much like to go back to last night. Or yesterday. Or yesterday morning. Or the night before. I am watching 27 dresses, it was actually a pretty cute movie. Now time for a shower before bed to knock out another 8 hour shift tomorrow at the Madison PC. Possibly stumbling into H&M and Forever 21 when I get off tomorrow. Goodnight.

I’m not stoked I’m at work either, and I’m sure as hell not going to have a better day with you being sassy toward me. Take a hike.

PS I’m stoked for tomorrow (:

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I’ve had these past two days off and I have to say I’ve had quite a good time. Yesterday meeting up with Beckah and Jer for Chipotle. It’s literally been a year or more since I’ve actually got to hangout with Beckah and not just seeing her in passing. Then we came to the conclusion since we both had the day off we should do something productive and ended up walking around down town for a good 3 hours trying to find this thrift store. Once we found it, it was like heaven sent. Cutest things and so much to look at, not to mention the owner was super nice. She told us about a couple other estate sales and a “free sale” she was having the next day. Ending up getting a rad elephant wall plaque thing and an owl statue foh freeee!

After the thrift store we went to a few other shops, and ended up at Goodwill. I almost bought a green blender for $6.50, but decided against it since I already have a blue toaster and a yellow microwave :| I did however, find some rad moccasins and a cute shelf.

Today we went to the free sale which was at some lady’s house in Belvidere. Apparently she passed away at the age of 100 and had traveled the world her entire life so there was a ton of books in there from all over. I ended up finding a good 2 bags worth of books to clutter my shelves with, along with a few other odds and ends.

Blake and Laura are on their way so we can paint and do other girly things~*~ Artz n’ craftz. Bye.

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I am not quite tired yet, though my eyes tell me otherwise. My back aches from sitting on this hard wooden floor, sifting through magazine after magazine. Snipping out the articles and photos I find intriguing. My mind has been wandering a lot lately, especially tonight for whatever reason. I have the next two days off, normally I would be spending them in Chicago but due to lack of funds in the friendship department those plans are being altered ever so slightly. I’ve come to the conclusion there are three women I strongly admire in the “industry”, if you will (mind you this is after thumbing through 6 issues of Glamour and a handful of Cosmopolitan). Zooey Deschanel. Emma Stone. And Blake Lively. All of which have brilliant natural beauty in every different way.
My eyes are growing heavy.
I have been thinking lately, I would like to write a book. I have no clue what about. Nor do I really have the patience to sit and write 200 some-odd pages but I feel like it would be quite the experience. Not to mention a radical way of self expression. Perhaps I will write one pertaining to my adventure after moving to California. Perhaps I will write one about missing home and the great city of Chicago. Perhaps I will write one about all the dumb people I left behind and all the wondrous ones I’m bound to meet.
My bed is calling.
I would really like to give a few select people a piece of my mind before I depart. One in particular, but as not to single anybody out or make one person feel any more special or superior compared to others I will spread my criticism and compliments around. I can’t wait to get out of this God-forsaken town/city/whatever.
My cats are restless.

~*~Goodnight~*~
PS No one is reading this anyway, but I thoroughly enjoy venting on here. It helps, sometimes. 

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And all of the other people you head stomped to get where you are today. I hope that you sit back and look at all what you’ve accomplished and you’re proud. And then 2 minutes later you think of all the terrible things you’ve done to get there, all the people you’ve hurt, all the “friends” you’ve marvelously screwed over. I hope you read this and think “I wonder if that’s about me…”, pause for just a moment, and say “Nahhh, can’t be” and continue scrolling.

Life is too short to hold grudges.

So get off your high horse, your soap box, and your pedestal and get back down to reality. If you’re really not going to take advantage of the time I have left here then you clearly don’t deserve any of my time in the first place. You were a friend, we had a friendship I truly valued, and for you to throw it all away on the drop of a dime… I truly hope you’re happy.

I have a stomach ache. I’m crawling back into bed before work. Goodbye~*~

Jen Mann

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A couple people replied to my emails about the apartments in California. I’m beyond stoked because I actually found some for a reasonable price. Only about one hundred dollars more than what I’m paying now. Is is weird that I hate when people say a hundred instead of one hundred? I got a call today from my boss asking me to work in the Madison store for a couple days at the end of the month. I’m beyond stoked. They’re paying for my hotel, my mileage, and I get to be in a beautiful city for a night or two (: My last two finals are today. My psych one went well, now it’s time for my art final. True Life: I’m in love with my art prof. Wish me luck (;