Tiffanyyy

lovalova02 @ 2006-11-01T19:26:00

2006-11-01T23:26:47Z

after waiting a million years to make a new entry, the only thing i have to say is that i love college & i love my roommate & suitemate. it's perfect here.

lovalova02 @ 2006-07-17T17:15:00

2006-07-17T21:13:36Z

there's really no reason for it to be this hot outside.
It's 93 and pretty miserable. and i can't even go swimming until this weekend.
so the past 2 days ive been sitting in my cold house.
today i got a free slurpee.
and tomorrow is b-dubs.
annabelle & i haven't been there in a million years.
we went shopping last week. what's new.
aleah's coming over friday which is super exciting since i haven't seen her in almost a year.
my butt hurts a lot when i sit for a long time. stupid surgery.
polina and i are going shopping at IKEA on wednesday for dorm stuff.
i can't wait to find out who i'm rooming with.
i can't wait until i move up to western.
i can't wait until i can go swimming.
i can't wait to go to the wavepool again.

oh yea, and i can't wait for friday night.

lovalova02 @ 2006-06-20T02:09:00

2006-06-20T06:06:51Z

this weekend was excellent
friday night-sunday night.
and i love ann so much

and i made some new friends which is super exciting
and i saw the weakend for the first time last night
and i get to see them for the second time on friday

and my head itches in the spot where it's still basically numb
which means i can't feel it if i try to scratch it
which means it's going to itch and itch and itch and i can't do a thing about it

today i rode on a mechanical bull
and had a greek salad & sweetnsour chicken for dinner.
weird

lovalova02 @ 2006-06-13T23:10:00

2006-06-14T06:12:09Z

i'd just like to say that i apologize to everyone because the only way i can get from point A to point B is if you pick me up and take me there. yes i do have a car. no i cannot drive until septemberish.

please forgive me. i'll make it up to you if you really want.
i'm just sick of feeling bad about it, it's not my fault.

lovalova02 @ 2006-06-08T21:50:00

2006-06-09T01:56:40Z

these pictures are all long overdue.

PROM

me with a stupid face.

another stupid face.

ann & i

dudes.

NOT PROM

caitie

caitie & i.

tonya & i.

patrick tonya & i.

fashion show(i kinda look drunk).

& then me.

THE END.

lovalova02 @ 2006-06-06T09:32:00

2006-06-06T16:45:05Z

this morning i got to drive my moms truck for a little bit. it was exciting to be able to drive. & she told me if i get a job then i'll be able to use the car. i just have to drive perfect otherwise i'll be screwed if i get pulled over.

tonight=BDC with annabelle
i'm so so so excited.
it's been way to long since i've seen those cutie pies.

my grad party for my dads family is on saturday.
it sucks that i have to miss important parties on both the 10th and on the 24th. i'm pretty pissed about it.
i need to call these people and apologize.

i want a job. not at leos. not at abercrombie. somewhere new & exciting. and only for the mornings.

lovalova02 @ 2006-05-20T15:17:00

2006-05-20T19:11:03Z

HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO ME TODAY

not to mention it's prom.

busybusybusy all day.
prom is in 4 hours.
wooooo!!!

lovalova02 @ 2006-05-06T11:39:00

2006-05-06T15:48:06Z

last night nichole and i went to the dance co. show.
the boys were hilarious.
and the dances were real good.
and ann zubeck looked beautiful, especially in the point one.
im so so proud of that girl.

afterwards, i had my first sandwhich from rallys ever.
a spicy chicken thing, i don't know. it was good though.
and then nichole, brian, and i played padidle.
brian was losing at first because he never played before.
then i ended up losing the most because they like to lie about padidles.
then we went to kevins and watched boys play ddr like crazy.

&oh yea, our limo is set for prom. we have 17 people which is nice.
and also, we're getting a hotel for after prom.
you can come if you'd like.

lovalova02 @ 2006-05-02T18:05:00

2006-05-02T22:06:34Z

i wish prom were easy to plan.
if anyone knows of cheap limo places, let me know plssssszszse

this sucks. so much.
we're going to get screwed.
if we get screwed, i'll kill someone

ive been so tired lately.
and i hate when boys think they can get away with lying.
sorry charlie, girls AREN'T that dumb.
truth is, i didnt believe any of your stupid excuses.

looks like no more vacation for me this summer.
it was a good idea a few weeks ago, until i realized i won't be working until june.
so no money. i'm broke. but my birthday is in 18 days.
woo! 18 in 18 days!!
& graduation.

my head itches a lot, does that mean it's healing?

lovalova02 @ 2006-04-26T19:10:00

2006-04-27T02:20:15Z

friday at kimball there's a fashion show.
at 7:30. $5.00. i'm model in it.
gooooo watch, it'll be sweet and there'll be a band and stuff.

lovalova02 @ 2006-04-12T23:41:00

2006-04-13T03:36:01Z

so i'm extremely bummed out over this whole spring break situation.
just my luck. thing like this happen to me.

this summer i'm for sure going to california to make up for this no daytona beach ordeal.
end of june//beginning of july.
everyone should go with me.
please please please
who wants to go?
fyi i'm serious. i'm going.

lovalova02 @ 2006-04-08T17:55:00

2006-04-08T22:01:04Z

today i went to the mall & saw tons of familiar faces
everyone seemed to know about what happened, people i don't even really talk to.
i got a lot of "omg are you ok!!? i heard what happened and i was so worried!!!"
& then i saw caitie. she always make me feel so good about myself.

it's strange how life works.
i'm just looking at this as a bump in the road.
i never appreciated myself or my life as much as i do now.
constantly complaining of the way i look, of my jobs, of how nothing is going right.
not anymore. things will just get better now.
i'm not sweating those stupid small things anymore.
the little tiny hair that i had lost will grow back sooner or later, i'm no longer worried about it.
i get my stitches out on tuesday.
now i won't have to worry about if the stitches will show because my headband is too far back.
that's always a pain.

i'm going to texas on saturday, that shall be fun.
warm & stuff.
i wish i could still go to daytona but, unfortunately i can't.
ps
i'm in love with everyone right now.
specially this bubblyblonde woman named ann.

i'm exhausted. bye.

lovalova02 @ 2006-03-26T12:18:00

2006-03-26T17:23:55Z

so i'm quitting my job at abercrombie.
i'm not even going to go in anymore.
i all of a sudden realized that i absolutely despise that job.
whatever. i have direct deposit so i don't even have to go in and collect checks anymore.
i guess i'm screwing them over by doing this & not giving them my 2 weeks.
but honestly, i don't even want to step one foot inside that stupid store anymore.
i'll miss my discount though, i'm not gonna lie.

& for thosse of you who don't know: i have a boyfriend & he's fabulous.
he makes soo much time for me.
it seems like we've spent so much time together these past 2 weeks. only every other few days i guess, i don't know.
he lives in warren & his name is chris.
oh &he bought me a sweet shirt from d-town.
you should all be jealous actually.

the show last night was good. well. the co did good. we didnt stay for spitalfield which was strange i guess, being that it was a spitalfield show pretty much.
& i'm sorry danny k for not saying goodbye. now it's 3 cheek kisses.
i think ann and i need to reallyspend quality time together. & i hope she gets what she wants.

lovalova02 @ 2006-03-17T11:46:00

2006-03-17T16:50:24Z

grand rapids is more fun that i excpected.
my stomach hasn't hurt this much from laughing in such a long time.

i can't wait until i come home tough. it'll be fun.
although, i really like dressing up, i'm not gonna lie.

no school monday is awesome. sleeping in wednesday - friday.
then next week sleeping in tuesday-thursday.
then 2 weeks after that is FLORIDA WOOOOO!!

ps. i met the most amazing person in the world. & i'm so glad they have verizon otherwise my 1000 texts would run out in like 3 days. <3333333

lovalova02 @ 2006-03-04T13:33:00

2006-03-04T21:33:57Z

it's ok, i really didn't want to talk to you anyways.

...........

my life is awesome.
not.

lovalova02 @ 2006-02-26T20:30:00

2006-02-27T04:42:09Z

today i got my prom dress.
it makes me feel like belle from beauty & the beast.
now i've just gotta snag myself a hotdate sugadaddy.

lovalova02 @ 2006-02-25T11:11:00

2006-02-25T16:08:07Z

so, i haven't had the internet since wednesday. it's pretty pathetic that i can't find anything else to do with myself if i can't go on the internet.
so! my days consisted of working & coming home by 10ish & sleeping. woo!

today's my moms birthday. we're going to buca di..whatevers.
she keeps telling me to bring a date. i have no date.
anyone want to be my date?? if you do
call 5862432336 by like 4.
ccmmoonn it'll be fun.

oh and tonight i'm going to the soccergame with ann & kaitlin. it's a 12. weird, right?

oh and i need help filling out my tax form. fyi.

negative nancy

2006-02-16T20:29:31Z

so i have a bad headache right now.
& my mouth hurts because my braces were tightened this morning.
& i have to work tonight.
& i'm super tired.
& i have homework.
miserable miserable miserable.

i also need a haircut i think.
or atleast i need it rehighlighted & stuff.
yea, that's all.
that'll be done in the beginning of april.
spring break is soon & i'm so so so excited.
a whole lot of people i know will be in daytona.

& also, i think i found the perfect prom dress the other day.
i'm still going to keep looking since it's only february, but if i don't find another one as nice as the one i already saw, then i'm going back to get it asap.

lovalova02 @ 2006-02-11T20:54:00

2006-02-12T04:55:14Z

so i took off work for valentines day because caitie told me she took it off too. & our plan was to go on a date together.

but, she works valentines day.

so now i don't know if i have a valentine anymore.

lovalova02 @ 2006-02-07T20:38:00

2006-02-08T04:39:24Z

this is probably one of the best things ive ever read. you should read it too.

“This is my tribute to the nice girls. To the nice girls who are overlooked, who become friends and nothing more, who spend hours fixating upon their looks and their personalities and their actions because it must be they that are doing something wrong. This is for the girls who don't give it up on the first date, who don't want to play mind games, who provide a comforting hug and a supportive audience for a story they've heard a thousand times. This is for the girls who understand that they aren't perfect and that the guys they're interested in aren't either, for the girls who flirt and laugh and worry and obsess over the slightest glance, whisper, touch, because somehow they are able to keep alive that hope that maybe... maybe this time he'll have understood. This is an homage to the girls who laugh loud and often, who are comfortable in skirts and sweats and combat boots, who care more than they should for guys who don't deserve their attention. This is for those girls who have been in the trenches, who have watched other girls time and time again fake up and make up and fuck up the guys in their lives without saying a word. This is for the girls who have been there from the beginning and have heard the trite words of advice, from "there are plenty of fish in the sea," to "time heals all wounds." This is to honor those girls who know that guys are just as scared as they are, who know that they deserve better, who are seeking to find it.

This is for the girls who have never been in love, but know that it's an experience that they don't want to miss out on. For the girls who have sought a night with friends and been greeted by a night of catcalling, rude comments and explicit invitations that they'd rather not have experienced. This is for the girls who have spent their weekends sitting on the sidelines of a beer pong tournament or a case race, or playing Florence Nightingale for a vomiting guy friend or a comatose crush, who have received a drunk phone call just before dawn from someone who doesn't care enough to invite them over but is still willing to pass out in their bed. This is for the girls who have left sad song lyrics in their away messages, who have tried to make someone understand through a subliminally appealing profile, who have time and time again dropped their male friend hint after hint after hint only to watch him chase after the first blonde girl in a skirt. This is for the girls who have been told that they're too good or too smart or too pretty, who have been given compliments as a way of breaking off a relationship, who have ever been told they are only wanted as a friend.

This one's for the girls who you can take home to mom, but won't because it's easier to sleep with a whore than foster a relationship; this is for the girls who have been led on by words and kisses and touches, all of which were either only true for the moment, or never real to begin with. This is for the girls who have allowed a guy into their head and heart and bed, only to discover that he's just not ready, he's just not over her, he's just not looking to be tied down; this is for the girls who believe the excuses because it's easier to believe that it's not that they don't want you, it's that they don't want anyone. This is for the girls who have had their hearts broken and their hopes dashed by someone too cavalier to have cared in the first place; this is for the nights spent dissecting every word and syllable and inflection in his speech, for the nights when you've returned home alone, for the nights when you've seen from across the room him leaning a little too close, or standing a little too near, or talking a little too softly for the girl he's with to be a random hookup. This is for the girls who have endured party after party in his presence, finally having realized that it wasn't that he didn't want a relationship: it was that he didn't want you. I honor you for the night his dog died or his grandmother died or his little brother crashed his car and you held him, thinking that if you only comforted him just right, or said the right words, or rubbed his back in the right way then perhaps he'd realize what it was that he already had. This is for the night you realized that it would never happen, and the sunrise you saw the next morning after failing to sleep.

This is for the "I really like you, so let's still be friends" comment after you read more into a situation than he ever intended; this is for never realizing that when you choose friends, you seldom choose those which make you cry yourself to sleep. This is for the hugs you've received from your female friends, for the nights they've reassured you that you are beautiful and intelligent and amazing and loyal and truly worthy of a great guy; this is for the despair you all felt as you sat in the aftermath of your tears, knowing that that night the only companionship you'd have was with a pillow and your teddy bear. This is for the girls who have been used and abused, who have endured what he was giving because at least he was giving something; this is for the stupidity of the nights we've believed that something was better than nothing, though his something was nothing we'd have ever wanted. This is for the girls who have been satisfied with too little and who have learned never to expect anything more: for the girls who don't think that they deserve more, because they've been conditioned for so long to accept the scraps thrown to them by guys.

This is what I don't understand. Men sit and question and whine that girls are only attracted to the mean guys, the guys who berate them and belittle them and don't appreciate them and don't want them; who use them for sex and think of little else than where their next conquest will be made. Men complain that they never meet nice girls, girls who are genuinely interested and compelling, who are intelligent and sweet and smart and beautiful; men despair that no good women want to share in their lives, that girls play mind games, that girls love to keep them hanging. Yet, men, I ask you: were you to meet one of these genuinely interested, thrillingly compelling, interesting and intelligent and sweet and beautiful and smart girls, were you to give her your number and wait for her to call... and if you were to receive a call from her the next day and she, in her truthful, loyal, intelligent and straightforward nice girl fashion, were to tell you that she finds you intriguing and attractive and interesting and worth her time and perhaps material from which she could fashion a boyfriend, would you or would you not immediately call your friends to tell them of the "stalker chick" you'd met the night prior, who called you and wore her heart on her sleeve and told the truth? And would you, or would you not, refuse to make plans with her, speak with her, see her again, and once again return to the bar or club or party scene and search once more for this "nice girl" who you just cannot seem to find? Because therein lies the truth, guys: we nice girls are everywhere. But you're not looking for a nice girl. You're not looking for someone genuinely interested in your intramural basketball game, or your anatomy midterm grade, or that argument you keep having with your father; you're looking for a quick fix, a night when you can pretend to have a connection with another human being which is just as disposable as the condom you were using during it.

So don't say you're on the lookout for nice girls, guys, when you pass us up on every step you take. Sometimes we go undercover; sometimes we go in disguise: sometimes when that girl in the low cut shirt or the too tight miniskirt won't answer your catcalls, sometimes you're looking at a nice girl in whore's clothing - - we might say we like the attention, we might blush and giggle and turn back to our friends, but we're all thinking the same thing: "This isn't me. Tomorrow morning, I'll be wearing a tee-shirt and flannel shorts, I'll have slept alone and I'll be making my hung-over best friend breakfast. See through the disguise. See me." You never do. Why? Because you only see the exterior, you only see the slutty girl who welcomes those advances. You don't want the nice girl.. so don't say you're looking for a relationship: relationships take time and energy and intent, three things we're willing to extend - - but in return, we're looking for compassion and loyalty and trust, three things you never seem willing to express. Maybe nice guys finish last, but in the race they're running they're chasing after the whores and the sluts and the easy-targets... the nice girls are waiting at the finish line with water and towels and a congratulatory hug (and yes, if she's a nice girl and she likes you, the sweatiness probably won't matter), hoping against hope that maybe you'll realize that they're the ones that you want at the end of that silly race.

So maybe it won't last forever. Maybe some of those guys in that race will turn in their running shoes and make their way to the concession stand where we're waiting; however, until that happens, we still have each other, that silly race to watch, and all the chocolate we can eat (because what's a concession stand at a race without some chocolate?)”

lovalova02 @ 2006-02-04T14:58:00

2006-02-04T19:54:57Z

i have a feeling that i'm pretty sick..

i just don't know what's wrong with me.
the weirdest things are happening with my body & i can't seem to stop it.
i'm going to an internest(sp?) this week.

at first i thought it was because i wasn't getting any sleep.
you'd think 6 hours was enough? & then 8/9?
nope, sleeping didn't help a thing.

lovalova02 @ 2006-01-29T01:44:00

2006-01-29T06:51:06Z

now i know how it feels to get no sleep.
i'm so sleep deprived right now, and it seems like i'm not even TRYING to go to sleep at a reasonable hour.

i wish i didn't have to work.
i also wish that managers weren't such assholes.

i think i need to fix some things about myself.
right now i have a small list. the list is slowly increasing though.

i keep trying to say something, but can't get the words out right.
whatever.
screw it.
i need to get the redbull cans out of my car.

lovalova02 @ 2006-01-25T19:55:00

2006-01-26T03:53:30Z

holy cow.

lovalova02 @ 2006-01-23T14:16:00

2006-01-23T22:19:04Z

lovalova02 @ 2006-01-18T09:56:00

2006-01-18T18:17:46Z

i only had school until 9:30 this morning. that was nice.
then heather and i got mcdonalds breakfast.

tonight i work, tomorrow i work, friday i work but i'm going to try to get out of it.
i feel so busy.
i can't wait until monday. no school. no exams the next day. no homework. nothing at all to worry about....just probably work...
life will be good again.
OH YEA! I FORGOT ABOUT THE DODGEBALL TOURNAMENT!
....that's on monday morning.
&&&
no more nuts math teacher either. i got out of there.

i need to make a to-do list for the next 2 weeks.
1. not let my 3-50s at work go to waste.
2. i need to see aleah. & rachel bailey.
3. i need to go with caitie somewhere secret.
4. dodgeball tournament on monday!!
5. eat at hooters. hopefully.
6. watch charlie & the chocolate factory.
7. and i need to spend time with other people. no need to mention names. you know who you are. duh.

Directions: Open iTunes/iPod or Windows Media Player to answer the following. Go to your library. Answer, no matter how embarrasing it is.

How many songs: 476
Playing right now: well, i don't have sound, so nothing.

Sort by song title...
First song: 2113-coheed & cambria
Last song: zak and sara-ben folds

Sort by time...
Shortest song: action-the starting line
Longest song: god send conspirator-coheed & cambria

Sort by album...
First song: all nereids beware-chiodos
Last song: track 15-fordirelifesake

First 10 songs that come up on shuffle...
1. drunk girl-something corporate
2. solid gold telephone-head automatica
3. track 02-ioriba
4. thrust-thrice
5. hearshot kid disaster-coheed & cambria
6. time turned fragile-motion city soundtrack
7. darkside-the higher
8. wait, wait, wait-the format
9. bebot-black eyed peas
10. last call-mae

ps. my 11 year old brother got suspended from school today for 2 days. some kid shoved him, so he punched him. wooo!!
i hope it was some jerk 8th grader. that'd make it even better.