Yesterday Dave and I went for a hike, but ended up mostly for a walk. But it was great! It was snowing kinda heavily but there was no wind. We were walking pretty closely to a cliff and we kept looking over the edge, breathtaking. We hopped over a wooden fence and peered over the side and watched a waterfall from it's side, it was amazing. I love doing stuff like that with him. We then saw a lake, we believed through the fog of the snow, but it looked nice out there.
We kept walking around a bit then saw a picked rose peeking out of, I don't even know what it was called! Aha! But it was covered in snow and standing up so I shook the snow off, it was really pretty. As we were coming back we saw a little tiny snowman someone built. It was so cute! The first snowman of the year, by the time we got back to his car we had snow in frozen in our hair and my sweatshirt (We didn't know it was going to snow) was soaked!
But we got back to his apartment and ate some dinner, then started to watch My Big Fat Greek Wedding, but I ended up falling asleep. By the time I woke up, it was late and I started to read but Dave ended up going to sleep instead. Haha.
It happens.
I had a good day with him nonetheless. And I miss him right now.

Yeah, I got addicted and used it all of the time, now I am rarely on for more than 2 hours at a time.

I can't choose from sight or hearing, but I would probably have to go with sight, because I rather lose anything else than be blind.

First let me start with work.
10:07pm: I punch in for work and Mary asks me to help out with the truck.
10:30pm: Cheron tells me Mary must be in La La Land because she's alone over in Softlines and no one is doing Hangwear.
11:00pm: Mary tells me to go to Hangwear.
11:24pm: I ask Mary for help because I am swamped. She tells me no and in a around about way says my job isn't as important as the rest of the store and I say I won't finish in the 2 hours and 45 minutes she wants me to, she tells me I better, side note: I hardly ever work in this part of the store. I'm really slow at it because of that. I walk back to what I was doing with each step getting madder and madder, I am so furious! I am never EVER going to finish all of this tonight, I think to myself. I won't be done until really late in the day.

( This is just some of what I had to do! )
11:45pm: Mary sends over Helen. Okay...so what was that no about? To spite me? Bitch.
1:15am: Our first break is called, I am still opening boxes, I don't take a break.
2:05am I finally finish with opening the boxes, I think I did great because I did it still by myself for the most part Helen just put stuff away for me which helped out A LOT!
3:40am: We are almost done and Mary calls lunch.
4:28am: We start to finish our job, we finish not too much long after, then we have to help Cheron out with her part of the job, she has tons left. Meanwhile Mary gets on the PA and blames us 3 for the whole store not getting done, okay, so just because they over there aren't done, it's somehow our fault? We aren't even over there, what the fuck! She got on the PA about 5 more times yelling at us blaming us for being slow, um, did she not remember? I got an hour late start? That I don't normally do this part of the store?
5:15am: She called 3rd break. I am helping Cheron by this point and I don't take my break.
5:30am: Mary gets on the PA, again, it's our fault THAT THE WORLD IS ROUND!
6:11am: she gets on the PA and says for everyone to punch out and us girls better be done, threatening us now?
6:20am: I punch out. I politely say: Have a nice day! to Mary and walk out the door, not in a sarcastic way but humble, she hates that. Didn't ruin my night bitch, but she did really, but she doesn't need to know that.

Anyway, yesterday I got a text saying I was near my spending limit on my phone and I have to pay now or else they will shut me off, I was like, huh, heh, heh, I talked on the phone for 167 minutes just moments before. I call my phone company today and they say I used 716 minutes this month, I'm like: 'Um, no I know better and wouldn't talk on my phone during the day like that.' See, I talked to Tracey that long, that's the longest conversation ever on my phone. I have 450 minutes, I knew I was way off. I usually talk at night, free minutes yeah! So, apparently I talked 450 minutes before this call, plus 167 minutes and then some more on top of that, wow, do I talk on the phone in my sleep? I don't think so. Ends up, they were charging me minutes that were supposed to be free, I found out about 10 minutes in the conversation, an hour later they fix it, 519 minutes I was charged for that I didn't use. HAH! In yo face, bitches! Thank god, my bill would have been about $300 billion dollars. Not really but it would have been a lot. I rarely even talk on my phone still even at night.

And that's the jest of it, thank you for reading, ta ta.

I am really very tired, but I have a lot to say...let me nappy now and I will post when I wake up.

This is my friend Joe, and he made this video and I think it's pretty funny. It's oatmeal! That's going in my colon. Haha!

Nothing this year. I don't even go out on the day, because it scares me. But I have to go out on Friday to get my check so I can pay rent...I am nervous.

Hey everyone! I am sorry I have been slacking. Yesterday-well, was it yesterday? Yes, I guess it was way in the morning at 3am, we were told at work we had a double truck, so we would get tons of hours.But at 9am I get a phone call telling me not to come in, which is odd for a double they always want everyone to show up and my name has been dropped to not come in? What did I do now? Well, the reason why I was pissed off on Friday was because, well it wasn't Friday it was Saturday, I get confused because I go into work on Friday and get out Saturday morning, so sorry for the confusion. Anyway, I was over in Softlines and we finished at 3:35am, yay! We can go home, no, no we cannot, Dennis said no we had to stay until 6am at least. Me and Cheron are like, why, what for there isn't anything even left in the store to do! Dennis said go punch out for lunch, me and Cheron are upset we can't leave but we continue to pick up our garbage, he said: 'NICOLE! GO Punch out for lunch!' I said: 'Okay, I am, just let me throw this away.' No, problem, right? Of course there was a problem, all of a sudden: 'GO punch out and leave.' I'm like: 'What for? What did I do?'
First off let me just say, yes I did want to leave I didn't want to stay. But now he's mad at me? For throwing away trash? When I had 10 minutes to really punch out for lunch? He said that I wasn't listening to him and had to leave. WHAT? Cheron wasn't listening either. We even talked about it before he let me out, because he wasn't sending her home but me only. I even asked her if I said anything at all wrong, or with an attitude, she said that I didn't. I know she didn't either. But I am being sent home? And she's not? She wanted to go home, she said she wasn't listening either and didn't understand why I was going and she wasn't. What the FUCK! So, that's the only reason I can think of that I got told not to come in. But I didn't do anything AT ALL wrong. I was listening, I was going to go, I knew I had more time to go punch out. Plus 3:45 isn't the time we HAVE to be punched out anyway, it's 4. 4'o clock AM is the time we HAVE to be punched out, so I had 35 minutes to be fucking punched out, so fuck him and fuck everyone else in control at that Stupid fucking store!
AH!
Sorry, it just pissed me off that I get into trouble at that store for doing NOTHING wrong.
Hold on, I am getting a phone call right now from a friend from work...
So, there was a double. They were told they had to cut some hours, and like 6-7 people didn't show up. But why is it always me, though? I'm always treated like SHIT in that store. My friend, Bonnie, also told me that the store wasn't even done yet when she left.
Trust me, I had a great night with Dave last night, it was amazing. I am glad I got to spend that time with him that I wouldn't have, but honestly? I need the money, I really do.
I can't find another job, I have been looking for almost a year. And right now isn't the time because it's all seasonal help. And then they will be letting everyone go, so no one will be hiring again until about March, maybe. Ugh...someone, please...

I am sorry for the lack of writing lately. I have been busy and been feeling kinda sick. Yesterday I wasn't really home all day. Saturday I wasn't home all day and Saturday morning when I got home from work I was too pissed off to write anything, something happened at work. Friday I had a good night at work and Thursday too. I can't remember when I last wrote. I am really not in the mood, guys, I am sorry, I will probably just read your entries and comment on some of them.
I will probably write in a little bit, later or tomorrow.
<3
Thanks for being awesome Livejournal friends.

This is a conversation with my friend Patrick...I am Takara Masachika.
(3:39:30 PM) wardenwells: had any sleep?
(3:40:15 PM) Takara Masachika : A little.
(3:40:18 PM) Takara Masachika : I am all hyper.
(3:40:23 PM) Takara Masachika : I made brownies.
(3:40:25 PM) wardenwells: lol
(3:40:31 PM) wardenwells: yaayy
(3:40:36 PM) Takara Masachika : With chocolate and mint.
(3:40:48 PM) wardenwells: I'm having....... PIE!
(3:40:51 PM) Takara Masachika : So, I am seriously running back and forth.
(3:40:54 PM) Takara Masachika : I was PIE!
(3:40:59 PM) Takara Masachika : What type?
(3:41:04 PM) wardenwells: you were pie?
(3:41:10 PM) Takara Masachika : HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
(3:41:14 PM) Takara Masachika : I meant want.
(3:41:14 PM) wardenwells: LOL
(3:41:28 PM) wardenwells: I was PIE in a former life!! Don't judge me!

I should write, but I am in an odd mood where I don't want to. It's probably only because I am still tired from work and haven't really slept. I had a great night with Dave and at work, I will update, maybe tomorrow, depends on how I sleep.

I turn on LiveJournal! No lie!

I ended up talking to corporateartist again this morning about 3am. I went to sleep about 9:40pm, and I woke at just before 3am and I was having a really bad anxiety attack. It took a long time to talk myself down from it, 2 and half hours, I was feeling better and feeling the way that I still am, at 10am. I'm still happy and holding onto good things, it's just the first step and I know I won't always feel like this and I will fall back a step or two, but if I keep in the same mind frame I can do this. I want to be happy all of the time. I like this feeling. I miss being silly and goofy all of the time and not just some of the time. Depression just has been there with me almost my whole life and now I use it as a crutch, my friend Dane tells me. He told me this about two years ago and I was like: 'I do not.' Denial. I do use it as a crutch and now I feel as if it's time for me to walk on my own, without the limp, without it.
I don't know how I am going to do, with this more positive outlook on life, but I am going to try hard at it.

This is too funny:



Life is great, sometimes you just need to find yourself.
You know how many people told me that my whole life? I just didn't want to believe it.
But now I want to.
And I think I can.

I just wanted to say thanks, Jay. For being a friend, even though we just met. It means a lot.

A SPACESHIP! Just kidding, actually I usually talk to people the whole year 'round and trick them into telling me what they want or need. And then I weigh it out, see if they get it, if they don't then BAM! I buy it for them, perfect gift? Who is awesome? Me, that's who, don't be jealous! Hahaha!

Haha, my BEST friend actually cheats on her husband all of the time, but I still love her just don't agree with what she does. To her offense he's an abusive guy. And goes to jail a lot. And going to jail very soon again!

(Dream one)
Last night I had most weirdest dreams. The first one all I can remember is I was a guy, yes a guy, on the run from the cops. I remember I was in a stolen car and was with someone else but they were in another stolen car, we were on this highway speed chase from the police. I ended up seeing this side street, yeah on the highway, and pulling into it and jumping out of my car and my friend did the same and I climbed up this hill that was mostly sand and erased my footprints as I went and hid in these bushes, but I didn't stay I ended up climbing the rest of the hill fast and ended up on the sidewalk next to the, yes, highway. (Why did I not know I was DREAMING? SIDEWALK NEXT TO THE HIGHWAY? ARE YOU SERIOUS? AND I WAS A DUDE!) And I am walking fast, I look down at my red jersey that I am wearing and I see this stain and I start thinking what to tell the cops if they catch me where it came from, some made up story so they couldn't trace it back to the crime I had committed.(Whatever it was.) I was going to tell them it was syrup! AH-HA! They would never know I was there! But I ended up lifting the shirt up to really see what it was, it ended up being orange juice, crap! This is when I remembered that they could just smell it or run it in a lab! Oh noes! So, I ended up sucking it off my shirt, yeah, this is what I did as a guy in my dream that seemed perfectly normal. (What the hell?) I was planning on going back to the stole car that I had later when they cops were gone but then realized that was stupid and was going to look for a new one. I woke up after this.
I actually dream I am a guy from time to time. It's kinda funny.

(Dream two)
In my second dream I was me.
And I was on the run, again, what the hell? I don't know what I was on the run for, again, but at least I was me! I had this, you guessed it, a stolen car! Dun dun dunnnn! But I had to abandon it, to trade it for a new one, again. (Wow! Do dreams make horrible squeals too?!!) I ended up at this place where I used to know these people while growing up, (I hadn't seen these people since I was 12. I have no idea why I dreamt about them.) And I want to just hide there, in their backyard, but I see cars and remember where they keep their car keys, all I gotta do is wait until they are asleep...but wait! They are leaving! Sweet! So, they leave and I am trying to figure out which of the four cars I want to take, why they have four cars is beyond me, there are only two people living there and one doesn't drive, so I still don't know which car I want when I walk out front and their neighbors see me! (ZOMG!) The old guy says to me: 'Didn't I see you the other day in the backyard during that BBQ?'
I went along with it perfectly well knowing I wasn't there just so they would think I was supposed to be there and told them that yes, in fact, I was there. And then the dream changed on me and went to me, my mom (who wasn't my mom) and my brother (I don't have a brother) were traveling someplace, I was 16 or so and we broke down at this shady place that fixed flat tires. My brother and I didn't want to wait there but our mom seemed to be sucked into this weird place. We were supposed to be having our tire fixed but the car was out front nowhere near where it was supposed to be getting fixed, it started to get cold outside and my brother and I went into the car and I turned it on because someone was after us and I wanted to hide. (In a moving car with a flat? Yeah okay. I am so clever in dreams. *rolls eyes*) I end up backing up into something and I told my brother not to tell mom, he doesn't say anything. Then I back up into a porch, I am thinking crap! I told my brother that if he told mom what happened I would tell her about the spider incident. My brother turned into my friend Doug, who was still my brother, and he said: 'You know when I told you that I wasn't mad, but now I am mad.'
And then I woke up, and I don't think I am going back to sleep now. What the hell?

I love my kitty!

I'll never take part in the growing population or waste my time with further education.
Forget what we know it's just a big show what they want to control, so jaded frustrated, it's all so complicated. Fashion, no passion surrounds me. All I know is I've heard this all before reality's a bore. You ask me to believe in something fake. Well I can't bring myself to do what you want me to. This is who we are and nothing's going to change. I can't take part in the businessman illusion, I'll take my chances in the real world confusion. Don't blame us who do we trust when they're so dishonest. No patience this nation's obsessed with exploration. Lying, denying surrounds me. Don't think you can ignore us. Don't tell me that we're to blame. Don't pick our future for us. Or act like we're the same.


Thanks for nothing,
I've heard this all before.

This is me.My first tattoo...

My second tattoo
My third tattoo

And my last tattoo

And to answer quickjam 's question I want to get BRAND on one wrist and NEW on the other for my favorite band. I seriously have been listening to them everyday for just about 2 years and still not annoyed by them, so I am still thinking about it since it's a band. 

I don't know if I could just pick one, but I know it would have to be my favorite band, Brand New. I can listen to them forever.