But seriously, who calls it catsup?

Alrighty, I'm going to give a much shorter summary this time.

Boyfriend:
-Then: Hell and heartbreak.
-Now: new start

Band:
-Then: Hell and heartbreak.
-Now: back to basics

Apartment:
-still pretty awesome

Job:
ahahahahahahaha
Hell and Heartbreak.


went to Texas.
snake got a new, bigger tank.
it's finally not snowing outstide.
singing is going well.
my life's not completely miserable.

ahahahahahaha.

A Game of Spicy Ketchup

I'm not exactly sure of where I left whoever is remaining reading this, but alas, I'll give a brief timeline of what has passed.

Around May:

-started jamming with guitarist. We hang out, practice, or write songs 2-3 times a week from about this point on.
-I dye half my hair purple
-having a wonderful summer of campfires, swimming in the river, running along the trail

June:
-by this time we are jamming with a drummer and trying to get a band together, calling ourselves "The Unexpected". After a few weeks, and discussing what we want to do with this, the drummer only wants to do covers and maybe a few originals. Basically, creative differences leads guitarist and I to break off from drummer.
-around this time I was working canvassing and telemarketing at my job, and several signs were telling me to make the next move to become a sales rep
-after basically asking for a promotion, and a bit of resistance, I get the job, which is commission only.
-2 weeks later, I go to texas for a week to visit my family, and have an awesome time. Chlorine drains out all purple, leaving mostly bleach blonde and slight green. :/
-find out that week in texas my dad has colon cancer, and get to see him after surgery before I leave

July:
I honestly don't remember much of this month besides more songmaking, getting good but also ripped off at job, lots of hanging out at bars and dancing and stuff, lots of karaoke, more fun summery stuff

August:
-pretty much like July
-find out Above and Beyond will be playing in October at UMass. Excitement of awesomeness and getting to see them twice in one year.

September:
-first half of month pretty much like August
-find out Above and Beyond concert is cancelled. Utter disappointment. :(
-I know that my singing is as good as it's gonna get by myself, and I take up a vocal coach from my church, and start getting old-school lessons
-sometime around this month I meet my mentor. She needed a connection to a health network I'm in, and we connect on a very spiritual level.
-reconnect with guy that was almost my roommate, through okcupid we go on a date, and pretty much jump into a relationship because the connection is so strong. So, basically, I get a boyfriend.

October:
-Some of my roommates are getting things stolen, and I'm the prime suspect. Ergo, I get kicked out. Yeah, that sucked a lot. I really felt like I belonged there. :(
-My boyfriend breaks up with me. Yeah that sucked a lot too. By the end of the week we get to an ultimatum, because he doesn't want to be with anyone else, I can't keep getting hurt like that. But, we get back together. It still sucked after that.

November:
-boyfriend and I are still having trouble. Not a wonderful thanksgiving. But there's still hope for both of us, we can feel it.
-I get my first tattoo. Big singing tiger of awesomeness on my left shoulderblade.
-we finally get a drummer at the end of the month. Sometime over the summer guitarist and I had named ourselves "King's Heart", and then by the end of summer we were "King's Queen". Official band name.
-job has been losing momentum as far as sales go, and I have had several job offers. then I get one that's for a tech start up that has potential for big money.

December:
-my boyfriend and I discover one of the biggest things hurting the relationship, and on his side, he finally gets to resolve some anger issues that he didn't know were affecting him so much.
-I take the tech start-up job. It's been craziness since.
-King's Queen gets offered to get a show in February. So, first show is in February. We get a bassist.

January 2014:
-my boyfriend and I are at a really, really good level now. We still have our fights and are still learning about each other, but it's going well.
-start-up is craziness, hopefully it will pan out soon, and I can go to Texas to visit my family and friends. Mostly my grandma.
-all childhood friends seem to be getting married.
-band is on hiatus due to life in general, but we're still going through with the show
-dad is declared cancer-free
-hair is half purple again


those are some of the important things, so.... LET'S SEE WHAT CRAZINESS HAPPENS NEXT.

Oh so many dreams..

As some of you know, I rarely have semi-normal dreams, but for the 4 (out of 5) days, I have woken up, and remembered my dream, and they were all not some crazy epic adventure. And they have normal dream interpretations that I don't have to do tons of internet searching to even begin to understand what they mean.

1. I don't really remember much now, but I'm pretty sure I was in a fancier-than-normal dress, and I decided that I was gonna dance, since no one else really was. It was super-high energy, and really fun, and then I noticed a lot of people staring, and apparently my zipper on the back of the dress started to become undone, so the strap fell, and I had pretty much a whole boob out. I didn't know what to make of the fact that aaaaaaalll of those people had just seen my boob. Much less whoever I was dancing with.

2. I had a dream I was back in a school, and the whole day was going pretty bad (I don't really remember how), and then it started raining reeeally hard outside, just as we were about to end class. I got out my umbrella, and it accidentally opened (more bad luck, uh oh), but it happened to someone else too (this person was a classmate irl, smart and pretty) and the teacher said everyone was dismissed except for us. (maybe she was superstitious?) She gave us both a children's book, and some kind of symphony score or something, and told us to find a name with "King" in front of it. I looked and looked an looked and looked, and saw the word "king" every once and a while, but with no name after it. I finally found a "King Iwahada" (or something) in a chapter, and my classmate apparently found one at the same time, but she got to the teacher before me. While I was waiting I found a "King Phillip" in the copyright or something of the symphony as well, just in case. Whatever my classmate found, she was free to go, and when I pointed mine to the teacher, she said "too easy", and I showed her the other one too, and she said it wouldn't do. So apparently this school also had a bookstore in it, and I rescanned and rescanned and rescanned both documents, and then I started scanning the entire bookstore titles and such, and I really really wanted to go home, and couldn't understand why whatever answer she found was accepted, and mine wasn't, and what would've happened if the umbrella hadn't opened, and just kept searching and searching. It sucked.

3. I was going to a bar to see my friend (ex-coworker who I was not especially close to, but for some reason in the dream, was) Rachel, as she worked there. She was a stagehand, so I had to wait a bit after I got there to actually hang out with her. In the mean time, she wanted 6 Jack and cokes. She said she would buy me a drink, and I wanted a rum and coke. I went to order them, but instead of coke, they put sprite. I personally didn't see it as a big deal, so I took all the drinks in my arms (dreamworld rules, lol) and took them to a small table not to far away from the stage back entrance. (apparently this was a bar behind a big auditorium, which had a smaller stage as well for bar purposes) She came to greet me at our small table with all the drinks, and she's like wtf, why are they all filled with sprite? so she took all of our drinks back and demanded that we get the drink we paid for. (it's not like they were out of coke or anything) After we caught up a bit, she said that intermission was over, so she had to get back to the main show. In the meantime, there was a dancefloor in the bar too, and I went to the barcounter and sat there as I watched people. Some "fluffy" guy (think of Gabriel Iglesias) waltzed over to where I was and started talking to me. In the middle, he said that he was Matt Zo, the singer of the Above and Beyond songs (really it's Richard Bedford, but, dreamrules), and I was like naaaaaw, no way. And he said, look, there's Paavo and Tony right there. He pointed and when they noticed they waved back. I was like, no shit. So we talked a bit more, then he asked me to dance, and I was kinda hesitant, and somewhere in the midst of all this all of "Matt Zo", Paavo, and Tony went up on the small stage like a real band (guitars, drums and such... even though they do electronic music, I was like, oh, they're multi-instrumentalists...) and we all enjoyed the show.

4. I don't quite remember how this dream started, but I was in a neighborhood, suburban, more towards rural, and it was my own, but the zombie apocalypse had started. I think I was running from one that was especially fast, and I broke a tree limb and swatted it across the face. I had no guns or anything (and there were none to be found) Looking for a hideout, I discovered a convenience store/ bed and breakfast / nursing home building, and noticed the signs of people slowly inching towards me with all sorts of creepy looks with fake good intentions. I got really freaked out and somehow knew they were zombies as well. I got a broomstick and bashed in this old lady's head, but it took 3-5 powerful strikes to finally squish the skull. Another old man in a frailer condition, it only took 2 bashes, but it was so gross because I feel it was softer and squishier, and I had used the same force as I had on the other one. They weren't swarming, but one or two would get up at a time and start inching towards me. I went up to a bedroom on the second floor, and barricaded the door (I think) so the old ones wouldn't get to me. In the meantime, this bedroom had it's own balcony, and there were the younger zombies from the woods trying to get up, and I would bash and bash and bash heads in, desperately. I think there was some sort of human male character that knew what was going on in the downstairs, and I think he said he'd catch up to me later. He climbed towards the balcony, and I think we were possibly talking strategy. Night fell shortly, and I fell asleep in the room (we had shut the sliding glass door towards balcony), and when the morning came, the old guy that had a soft skull was working on climbing up the balcony, and I knew I had already killed him. I also didn't want to bash his head in again, but I knew I needed to. Then there were more coming and more coming, and I was getting really desperate at this point. And then a team of 3 came in, and this one guy especially, he came with a (demo kit from work on the outside) kit with tougher weapons (assembled steel) and said I didn't have to worry as much. Suddenly, I felt a great sense of relief, and a kind of "my hero" feeling washed over me.

Small Moments

Oh, so much happening right now.

-gonna start training for sales on Tuesday
-finished our first song with the whole band last night
-had an amazing moving night at Royale Boston with Above and Beyond
-got a rainy day off, so gonna get to laundry and clean my room and such
-found an anime/rave friend
-going back home to visit in 2 mos
-no injuries this week, yay!
-things are all finally coming together. trying my best to live in the moment.

[TO STOP BLOG MUSIC, SCROLL TO BOTTOM]

I'm gonna expand on why the concert was so memorable real quick.
A. Here's some footage.

B. The song that got me into these guys was "On a Good Day". It has helped me through some tough times. I was in the front because we got there early, and I had been waiting about 3 years to see them. The night was already awesome with some good tracks, and I almost teared up when they brought up the Boston terrorist thing. After that I put up a heart shape at Tony, he gave one back, blew me a kiss, and I did the same. Then again when they played "Love is not enough" because it's such a strong and emotional song. I figured they weren't gonna play the song I really wanted because it was a bit of an older song, but when the crowd asked for one more song, and they started playing a slower version, I was beginning to tear up, but when they put on the screen "this song is about..." that's all I got to, because in my mind I was thinking "I know what this song is about." and just started crying. I had to compose myself shortly afterwards for a bit though, because they started going around shaking peoples hands and autographing stuff. I got to look Paavo in the eyes, shake his hand and thank him. He looked back into my eyes, and I knew he understood. It was a good, long, moment. Then Tony came the other way, and I also got to thank him, but not as long. After that I went back to wiping my eyes and singing along when they got back up. I'm glad someone else recorded this, because there was no way I could.

 

btw, the prompt said (from pausing the video) "this song is about how we overcome even the most difficult times"

In summary, it was a night to remember. If this was a year or two ago I don't think I would've been so affected, because I am finally starting to experience more emotionally now, and things are starting to come together.

One last note:

          

Crazy girl. Crazy week.

I don't think I can even start to cover all that has happened this week. I honesty don't remember what exactly happened Monday or Tuesday at all. ha ha ha. I know that Monday I decided I should start my day with doing situps and crunches, but after that I couldn't stand still, so I did some karate blocks in my room, then went shoeless and braless outside and jogged, did knee-highs, jumping jacks, jump rope, butt-kicks, grapevine, karate stuff, and then attempted 30 cartwheels, and landed on 4 of them. Woo. It felt great, and liberating, and I really should start my day off with crunches again tomorrow.

So then, Wednesday. Worked a morning shift at BBW, then bought some awesome stuff at hot topic, then got my face made up at Sephora, and then I went to my guitarist's place for practice at 5. When I got there, there was our usual friend, and then a kinda drunk guy. One of the drunks that is negative, and thinks either everything he says is offensive, or anything we say is possibly offensive. Noooot great. I was trying to have real practice, but gave up on it after about an hour though. We still had a good time, and did work on a few bits of some songs. Later on, we decided to go on a mild hike not too far from his house. Long story short, after we got up there, it took us two hours to get him down, and it was starting to get cold. Not pleasant at all. I even dragged his dead weight 5 ft by myself trying to convince him to move. And once he got halfway and fell again, I was gonna drag him down all the way until our friend stopped me. Then this asshole decides to suckerpunch guitarist, which is then countered by a very square punch to the face and his ass is on the ground. Aaaaanyway, after breaking up the fight and taking his limping ass down the mountain, finally the biggest part of the ordeal is over. Usual friend apologized for bringing him, she didn't know he was gonna be like this. I treat his giant gush in his forehead with neosporin and get toilet paper so it'll stop bleeding. Wheee.

Thursday. Go to work, not too many leads. Meh. Then go to guitarist's place for practice. Which my company happens to be doing a demonstration in. So, by the end, I go and join to watch. Afterwards, informing the sales guy I want to do his job, we go out for a drink, I get a bit of insight, and then go back to my guitarist's place, and we chill.

Friday: work, and then I'm so tired from that, I end up just reading (abt music industry and such), and just chill. With insomnia may I add.

Saturday: work, no leads, eugh. But then I was gonna go somewhere originally that I don't remember, so I decided to stop at a coffee shop in Chicopee. I got a text from my guitarist that he was gonna meet with the drummer, and I wanted to join along, so after deliciously authentic made coffee, I went to the drummer's house. Me, the drummer, guitarist, and rhythm guitarist that was also there, jam for about an hour. Since it was so awesome, the band deal is sealed. And my voice was getting worn out from the smoke in the room and the alcohol I was drinking, so I decided to stop there for the night. But then they jammed for another 4 hours. Twas awesome.

Sunday: sleep in, immediately go on hike, hike in rain for 3 hours, get lotsa pictures, hang up house laundry, recovery time.

Monday: don't really feel like going to work at all, but come in of course, and through my first hour I decide I really should just go straight to sales. Work, and then once boss comes back into office, I ask him about it, we discuss it, and he tells me to tell my GM about it, and that he said it was ok. Also that we need a female sales rep. YAY! so, this is going to be a big change.


Aaaaand that was my week. Craziness.

It goes both ways

One hell of a night leads to one hell of a day. Remember that, kids.

Friday:
-work in West Hartford. very frustratingly unproductive day. meh.
-feeling like exploring later in evening after rain.
-hear commotion coming from town or Smith campus, decide to investigate and go on a hike on mill river trail, so invite roommates
-we talk on porch about the state of the world for 30 min or so, then head out
-walk on the moonless path with doggy in tow, talk with some people around a fire, roomie tries out the river, cold.
-decide to head into town after all, and once there, pool.
-roomie with dog decides to head home, other two and I go to the watering hole, where it's super crowded, so.. no pool
-and I run into a mutual/fb/but I kinda know in real life friend there and say "hi" for a bit before we all head out
-other roomies decide to head home, and right before leaving downtown I decide to stay by myself
-go to Sam's to hear people on open mic, enjoy a spinach feta pizza and a smuttynose porter (soo delicious)
-as I'm walking downtown while trying to pick a bar to go to, some guys say I should pass them up so I don't feel like a creeper, and then one of them asks me, "hey, I'm gonna think of a number, 1-10, guess what it is!" two seconds later as I walk in front, I guess "7". then I hear "FUCK. dammit that was it, you're good." I said "the next number you were gonna guess is prolly 4". He's like, "3. close."
-decide to check if Iron Horse has enough of a show left to see, but the guy said there was less than half, but I couldn't get a half price ticket, so I step out
-I look around downtown, see what's going on. go into hinge, meh, step out.
-check out Bishop's to see what's up. I see a poster for Chocolate Orange that's for May 10th. I'm like, "hey, what's Chocolate Orange?" One says, "it's a funk group of 7 members, they're semi famous around there. really fun." I was like, "thought it might be a fondue party or something." One says, "yeah, you gotta bring your own skewer though" and I was like, "well, I brought chopsticks. those'll work". So we go on about chocolate and fruits for a bit. and then I asked, "so how much is left of the act?" they said "they just started up again, so prolly half." and I say, "how much is it to get in?" they say, "$5". I was like," well if there's half a show left can I pay $2.50?" one says, "if you do the robot, I'll let you get in for free" the other guy agrees. I do the robot, and get in. :)
-after acquiring a rum and coke, I head out to the dance floor, and then I think I see Chris that I used to hike with at UMOC when I still went there from a few years back, because I knew he was back in town. So I glance (more like stare to figure out if it's really him) a few more times, and then I go over and am like, "Chris?" and then kinda go away figuring nah, it's not possible, and then he goes, "LIZ??"
-then follows big embrace, lots of drink cheers, intro to Dan, and the rest of the night is amazing high energy drunken dancing
-Dan lives on the other side of Noho, so we separate at downtown
-then I go to the river trail again and attempt to go down the trail without a light. which worked for half the way, and I knew there would be rocks and tree roots soon, so turn on cell phone flashlight. quiet, lone walk home

this all ends at about 3 am. I set my alarm for 7:30 am since I'm not sure exactly when we're starting work, but figure some time between 9-10a

Saturday:
-wake up, text to find out what time. 9:30 in Springfield.
-snooze button, sleep, snooze button, shower, toast, change of clothes for BBW shift later.
-get started in Chicopee, cloudy, muggy, I only get like 1 lead.
-we have to get out of neighborhood by about 11:30 cuz we're pretty much done with the drop, and Chris (canvas manager) saw some folks (with a stick up their ass) that prolly reported us to the cops. (we have permits and things which are totally legit)
-so, as we're leaving the neighborhood, at a stop sign, cop is on the other side, and then he does a u-ey after we proceed. even though there's no lights on us or anything, we figure we should pull over to play it as safe as possible. we have permits and licenses ready, and I have my registration ready. other cop car comes and swoops in the front diagonally, so we're boxed in like we're criminals trying to run or something. cop on each side. on Chris' side, checked out permit, said we're good. on my side, cop is saying my car is suspicious since it's out of state plates (btw, this neighborhood is less than 5 miles from an air force base, and my magnet on the back of the car says "my dog and I support the navy", really?) he says if I don't convert my license and registration in 30 days, it's illegal, and if he stops me again and I haven't had it done, he's going to arrest me, take me downtown, and put me in jail. really, what have I done to deserve this freaking harrassment? guy's being a douche with a stick up his ass.
-so, we call the police station, double check with them, report what happened, etc. complete BS.
-hit one more neighborhood, have to call it a day after it starts getting windy and raining.
-so, work ends at noon instead of around 3. my work shift at BBW doesn't start until 5.
-figure I should just wander in the mall instead of wasting gas and going home and back. so..buy new white shirt and undershirt for work since my previously white shirt is now minty green. (something I put in laundry was a "hand wash only" so, green dye on everything.
-catch up with Amy from target, cuz we used to talk a little when I worked at Sbux.
-eventually work starts, busy day, conversion good, yahda yahda. btw, at BBW we have to wear dressy-like shoes, and I either wear sandals, flats, or cowboy boots. thank god I wore cowboy boots today, because...
-as we're closing, a tower I was pulling with candles on it starts to topple, I try to catch it, but not before 15 YES, FIFTEEN, candles topple down on me and break EVERYWHERE all across the front of the store. I have worked at BBW for about 2 years now, and not ONCE have I broken a single candle or wallflower, (glass messy things) and in 10 seconds, I break that record, AND conversion for the day. (sorry BBW crew...) Out of the 15 candles, 14 damaged.
-luckily, as the candles were falling, I felt probably 6 of them that actually hit my body, but none of them broke on me. One of them fell directly on the top of my foot. Which hurt a lot, but since I was wearing my cowboy boots: 1. less impact due to leather and socks 2. no exposed skin, which probably prevented the candle from breaking, and cutting my foot, or even breaking from my foot. (it's definitely bruised and a little swollen, but would've been MUCH worse if not for the  boots) 3. I was wearing REAL cowboy boots, so if I was wearing my look-alikes that I had in my trunk, more damage to foot
-aaaaaand then closing.

So:
-right now I want to numb my body with alcohol (but I won't, I'm just going to read manga, watch anime, and go to sleep). I fell down the other day from a dresser and chair, with one leg caught IN the chair, onto a wood floor, so right ankle severely bruised for about 5 days now. top of left foot now severely bruised. I have also been driving for about 5 hours and walking about 22 hours (estimated minimums) out of the last 48 hours.
-could've been better, could've been worse, I'm counting my blessings each day

Loop-de-loop

So, what's new in my world? Not much, the usual. But things are going pretty well overall.
-Doing canvassing, so enjoying the (mostly) beautiful weather outside. Got a sale today from a lady I talked to yesterday with a cute Cairn Terrier (yay, not being fired!)
 -Guitarist and I are working on some songs, so it's gonna be awesome. We already have groupies! Yay! Goal: Take over Northampton. >:D
 -Getting arrangements to go back to Texas (mid July fyi) for about a week
-Housing sitch is still good, but about half the house is moving out within the next few months. It's crazy! I'm gonna miss them. :(
-Phone texting randomly stopped working, so now I have a new (better) sms app. Thank you android!
-and meh, guys are complicated, what else is new?
-I'm starting to get some color back in my skin! It's gonna be a farmer's tan, but the sun feels nice. :D
-skinned knee is almost back to normal, yay! however, my ankle's still a bit sore from falling off a dresser and chair onto a wood floor...
-payday is tomorrow (thank God). I've been living off of scraps. I need to apply for food stamps, ha ha


So... that's it for now! I think I'm going to make ANOTHER blog, purely with rants and psychotic almost-depressive circular thoughts. Don't look for it, ha ha.

BYE!