Pikturrz

Yearnings ahoy!

I have to wonder, are we truly old enough to make the decision to get married, let alone get engaged?

A good majority of the girls I went to high school with are now getting engaged. It's refreshing to see some girls wait this long (at least a year and a half) outside of high school to even think about it, but it still makes me think, "really? Now?"

I suppose this is my J-Monster writing this blog, saying, "I want a ring for Christmas!" But I don't. I want to wait a while longer. I can barely afford school how would I afford my wedding? Well, my dream wedding is fairly cheap, but still. A friend asked me, "if you know who you're going to spend the rest of your life with, why wait?" I guess it's because since I know we'll be together that long, waiting to get married isn't such a hard thing to wait for.

I know I want to get through school a little bit, I know I want to be a bit older (and by that I mean just one more year) and I want to be able to survive comfortably.

In other news, Happy Birthday Zack!!!

And now, a scene by Rebecca Frost

What happened in my life to make me get so jealous so easy? Whenever I feel the slightest twinge of jealousy it somehow erupts into a volcanic disaster of green-eyed monster. Curious.

I'm sooooo excited for Christmas! I'ma gonna go downa to Arizona with mah boyfrenn! It's going to be so fun.

Speaking of which, my car Chandler had to go to the doctor. He's fine.

School registration starts on the 17th, and I decided I'm going to get my s*** together and go part time and only work part time. I don't know if I can afford that though. We will see.

Today at work people kept talking about me and Zack getting married. I'm only 19 and as much as I would like to get married at this ripe age, we know better to wait. Buuuuuuuuuuut I'm just saying, if I could get married, I totally would. Which reminds me, here's a scene between my mother and me the other day:

(Suzanne sits down to tie her shoes)

REBECCA: (continuing a story)...so his roommates call him Bean and me Bean's Girlfriend.

SUZANNE: Why? Because he's tall like a bean pole? Does he like beans a lot?

REBECCA: No, his last name is Bean.

SUZANNE: Oh, I didn't know that.

REBECCA: Yeah, so we're trying to figure out who gets screwed last name wise in the marriage. He refuses to be Zack Frost.

SUZANNE: (pauses, looks up from her shoes with an awed expression) That sounds AWESOME.

REBECCA: I KNOW RIGHT???

FIN.

Printing Press

Bleh. I have to read this stupid book about East African cattle-herders by Wednesday, and write a few pages about it. Since I realized I don't want to go into anthropology, I hate this class a million times more.

What I really want? A career in television. So I'm working my way through it with a degree in radio. Or something. I'm not really sure, I'm having trouble here. Uh...yeah...

Zack got an iPhone. I'm crazy jealous. I need one now.

I think I've come to a decision. About more than one thing.

Oh, also, I'm trying to decide about what to do for Christmas. I want to go to Arizona, but Zack wants to spend it with me, so I think he should come too. My second family is also going to be in Arizona for Christmas, so...that could be a lot of fun. I love bringing Zack into my family life, normally I hate it, but I love Zack too much to keep him from it. He fits right in.

Why won't my printer work!?

Flip Floppy

First I wanted to be a journalist, then I wanted to be an anthropologist, now I want to be on the radio???

MAKE UP YOUR MIND, REBECCA!

P.S. I took a bunch of pictures of the new house, I'll upload/email them upon request.

Workin' Blogs!

As much as I really, really, hate the house, I'm warming up to it. I guess as more of our stuff starts to overflow out of every room it starts to feel a little like a new home. But only a little. I am mostly excited because I have the opportunity to paint it and match furniture in my room the way I want. So...I'm flipping through the Ikea handbook for ideas because yes, I am that unoriginal.

It's got me thinking about what I'm supposed to do with my future. Kind of. Okay that was a bit of a lie, I'm not really thinking about it. I only think about it after I watch Forgetting Sarah Marshall and then I know I'm supposed to move to Hawaii. That movie keeps trying to change my life!

My one-year anniversary with Zack is quickly approaching. If you know me, I don't keep track of anniversaries, so when I was reminded that this month was our one-year I got a little weirded out. Since when do I stay in a relationship for this long? He is working at Apple Spice now too, so for all you people who thought I didn't see him enough...here you go.

I am starving.

Here is a list of things I have said about my new room:
> Now I know how Harry felt.
> But at least Harry had a door...
> Movin' to the crawlspace.
> I wonder if I'll miss the sun...
> Is this a shower?? No...it's a dead body storage facility.
> Is this a laundry chute? A dumbwaiter? No...another dead body storage facility.
> You know, if I need something from the closet in the other room I can just reach through the wall and get it!
> I hope a hand doesn't pop out of that hole in the night.

There's more, but that's all I can think of. I have to go do some work now.

So here it goes

-I'm still apathetic about the move. I don't want to move.

-I don't have too much of a choice anyway, seeing as lately I've been financially screwed.

-School is stressing me out too bad. I'm taking next semester off.

-I'm addicted to 90210.

-I feel like I can't do anything right anymore.

-As for the last blog...I know what that point feels like now.