So, I've been working on a new "project" so to say for the last few months or so. It's not really a secret or anything.

I've been trying to find a place where I can make my blog more...bloggish. And I think I've found it. I'm actually blogging more frequently now. It probably helps that I've joined the whole BOW'11 thing (blog once weekly 2011) but I think I've found something that will promote my writing skills. I don't think I worded that right. Anyway. The point is that I'm writing MORE.

Which to  me, is the whole point of blogging. To express yourself.

I'm not shutting down my livejournal by any means. I'll still probably post from time to time here when I think about it.

So, without further adeu....I present to you my other blog.  A midwest kind of a life

I love it lots. I hope you will too :)

Mark your calendars boys and girls...
PATD is BACKKKK.

March 29th, 2011.

Yessir. Brendon Urie's beautiful voice is coming to your speakers with all new songs. I'm beyond excited.

It's been what, three years since Pretty. Odd. was released? Or some crazy long amount of time like that. It feels like it's been forever since New Perspective came out.

I found this the other day....

Made my day. CANNOT WAIT. :DDDDDD

ps. Notice that the exclamation mark is back. :D It's now P!ATD again.

So I’m at work…and this guy that checked in earlier…is giving me the creeps.

When he was checking in…my bosslady Kristena asked him…”What brings you to Iowa City?” And he said: “I can’t tell you that.” Which made us tease him and I called him a secret service guy. I wish I wouldn’t have now. -__-

He called up to the front desk from his room about an hour ago, and told me: ” If you want to, when you get off…come by my room and have a beer with me and I’ll tell you why I’m here.”

My first response? UM I DON’T FUCKING THINK SO BUDDY.
But what I said to him (because he’s IS a guest and I have to be polite -_-) “I’m not old enough to drink, sorry!” (which probably was the wrong thing to say too…)
He said…”So? You don’t drink tho?”
Me: *hesitates* “I’m trying to save up my drinking when I turn 21!” –>SUCH A LIE BTW.
Him: “Oh. Well if you change your mind…”
Me: “Thanks for the offer!” *HANGS UP QUICKLY*

Yesh. I was SO wigged out. Firstly, because he’s like ten to twenty years OLDER than me. Secondly, because he had ANOTHER guy in the room with him…who was in the same age range as him. Yeah, sorry. Not setting myself up for a gangbang.

I do drink, which is horribly bad for a twenty year old (not really tho…imo) but I’m not drinking with two dudes I don’t know that are probably twice as old as I am. NOT HAPPENING.

-__-

I’m scared to answer the phone…I don’t want him to call again.

But I only have an hour until I can run away and go home. And I’m off for the next two days. Maybe he’ll be gone by then?

I can only hope. I’m going to go watch ADTR video’s now.

I've been really homesick lately.
Well. I'm not sure if it's really homesick...it's more like...friendsick.

I miss my friends. Lots, like tater tots.

I have basically nobody here that I can hang out with or talk to. Which is an epic fail. I thought I met some people that could be friends...but that didn't happen. >.> Basically the only friend I have with in a thousand miles is my friend Hollie. And I see her once in a blue moon. Seriously.

I "know" other people here, but I don't think I'd call them my friends. Especially Alex. I think he's lost that status. -__- I *might* on a good day say that Andy was my friend...because he's nice to me. First Shiloh kid to give me a hug when I arrived. And he played "Under the Sea" for me on a steel drum. Which is full of win.

I need moar win in my life right now. Fo' Realz.

I'm so not gangster.

But I am a badass. Wannabe.

I neeeeed friends. This makes me sound so pathetic. But it's true. :/

Friends, anyone? 

Bad things happen when I get bored.

Yesterday, I was so bored...I drove to Cedar Rapids. Which is like an hour from where I live. I've never really explored CR...so I was thinking..."Now is a good a time as any!" I drove there, got off at the downtown exit....and GOT LOST. Seriously. I got off the exit...and was confused. I followed the person in front of me, which was a mistake, and ended up no over by anything that I knew what it was. -__-

I turned around and tried to find my way back to the highway. Which was easier to do than the whole getting lost thing. So I went back to town and treated myself to dinner. I haven't been to Applehell since I moved up here, and I've been basically everywhere else...so I tried it.
AND IT WAS BETTER THAN I REMEMBER. OMFG.

My server was super cute and way flirty. I should have left my number. *facepalm* Oh well. Maybe if I go back sometime...he'll be there again. I can't even count how many times I caught him looking down my shirt. Which was amusing. I wasn't wearing a really low cut shirt. Men. Meh.

So...I was still bored after that. So I went looking for tattoo shops. (bad Callie...BAD)...and I found one. The lady behind the counter was way nice...and she was helping me decide what piercing to get next (either lip or another ear) and what would work on my face where. I really wanted to get my lip pierced (I think it's soo cute) but my bosslady shot that down. -__-

So I went back and got a different piercing. I got an Industrial. Which is a long barbell that goes through the top of my ear. it hurt like a sonovabitch. I was a dumbass and went by myself to get it done. I almost fainted after it was done. >.> I had to lay down. The lady that did it took a picture of it after she was done while I was laying down. She also gave me chocolate and a stick of gum. She was nice. I don't know whether he was the owner or not, but the other tattooer (is that even a word?) came over and talked to me while I was laying down. 
I think he was making sure I didn't pass out. Nice people.

I think I'll go back for whatever else I want/need done. :D

Tho, next time I need to bring someone with me. Being by myself wasn't fun. 

I NEED FRIENDS.

Also. Alex just said 'Hi" to me. -__- I should be more happy about this. But he says hello and then walks away. Meh.

Because I'm a zombie and never seem to get to sleep at a decent hour, I went lurking on a couple of my favorite bands websites.

And...I found out that some of them have tours coming up soon.

FOUR HOURS FROM MY HOUSE. WAT.

The only two that I've found that I'm willing to drive the distance for...because NONE of them are playing in Iowa *bashes head against wall* are All Time Low, and A Day To Remember. ADTR is playing in March and ATL is playing in April. They're both playing at the same venue and the shows are only about a month apart. I can get tickets for both for about sixty bucks. Which, considering I'm getting both tickets for both shows plus whatever it costs for them to send the tickets to me, that's not horrible pricing. To me anyway. The first page I found (ATL's ticket site) was asking NINETY something for just the ATL show.

Uh. I love them. And I want to have Alex's babies. BUT NOT FOR NINETY BUCKS. I'm cheap, okay? I really, really want to be able to go to one show, if not both. The only thing that is probably going to kick my ass with this is getting time off of work, and the costs of gas/possible hotel room that I might have to get. Because, I'll probably be going to the show by myself.

Which right now is okay with me. I mean, sure I'd rather go with someone to split the costs of gas a stuff, but I have ZERO friends here still. And unless that changes by March, I'll be flying solo.

I'll have to see what happens in the next month. I also really want a new tattoo, so I might have to choose between a tat and a show. >.>

I've had the last three days off of work. Not my choice. I'm glad I've had the time to get stuff done, but damn. I'd rather be making money. I need that money, honey.

I have managed to finally get my Iowa tags and license taken care of. So I'm officially an Iowan. I'm going to hang up my Florida license plate somewhere in my room. IDK where yet.

Oh life. Could you slow down or something. Actually no. SPEED UP. I want it to be April already. TWENTY-ONE BITCHES. Then I can drink. Legally. :o)

So it's five am on the first of the new year.

HAPPY NEW YEARS MOTHER FUCKERS.

This, by far, isn't the best New Years I've ever had. I had to work last night...which sucked. BAD. Really, really really bad. 
I got there early to help out Misty (one of the other girls...&& one of my trainers) and I ended up being alone for about twenty minutes. When you say it like that, I know it doesn't sound too bad. Twenty minutes. What could happen...right? 

EVERYTHING BAD. OMFG.

The phone would not stop ringing (I seriously at one point had THREE lines on hold. I'm not even kidding.) and I had more people than I can remember walking in either inquiring about rooms and prices and/or checking into their reserved rooms. I had never been so happy to see Vanessa (The girl I've been hired to replace) as I was when she finally showed up.

I was an idiot ( but only because I was stressed and loosing my mind) and forgot to switch the program we use from Misty's name to my name. Which ended up kicking my ass later. I didn't log out and then log back in...and I didn't get a chance to count the money drawers...which wasn't good. By the end of the night, I had taken in several hundred dollars...and it was all done on Misty's name. So I had no clue what had been something she had done...or something I had done. Plus, Vanessa and her dumbassness took in money on my drawer too. -_-

Like...seriously? We have two drawers. USE THE OTHER ONE. Ugh. It ended up fucking me up more at the end of the night. My GM is probably going to kick my ass about it, but I'm using the "I'm new" card. I did my best to fix my mistakes. Since I couldn't figure out what was mine and what was Misty's...I just took out enough of a deposit to make the drawer even to what it should be. I'm hoping that will be okay.

So I ended up not leaving work until almost 11:40...and I have a thirty minute drive home. So I got to drive home as it changed from 2010 to 2011. I called my bff Lys to talk to her when it changed over to the new year, (because I wasn't there to celebrate it with her...) but she was busy partying and couldn't/wouldn't talk. She said..."I'll call you tomorrow!" Which defeats the whole purpose of my calling her before midnight. So I drove home sad, and ended up staying awake until four or five am cleaning.

Yes, you read right. CLEANING. The thing I hate the most. I vaccumed and got a bunch of trash thrown away...My room looks SO MUCH BETTER now that I've actually had a chance to clean. I woke up way late (because I stayed up way late) and got right back into doing laundry and spending time with my grandmother. I, like a dumbass, left my cell upstairs in my room while I was downstairs...so when I went back up stairs later that night, I had a kajillion text messages (mostly from twitter...because I have no life) and a missed call from Lys. I texted her, but she never replied, so I guess she was busy and didn't see it. Or she was ticked I didn't answer and was ignoring me. Anything is possible.

I didn't stay up too late last night, I've been awake for several hours...but I haven't been productive in the least. So I'm going to get my workout clothes on and go hit the gym. I'm not excited about it. I SHOULD BE, but I'm not. Because it involves me going to work to do it...and I don't want to get yelled at for Friday. -__-

So anyway. Happy new years to everyone!

Time to get myself in gear.

Uh. So it's the last day of 2010.

WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?

I mean, seriously.
Where the hell did 2010 go? Wasn't it just October, or something? Geez. Time flies when you're having fun, I guess.

Since 2011 is right around the corner...literally...I should probably think of some resolutions. Or things I want to do differently in the new year.

I want to lose 20lbs. I won't be at my goal weight, but I'll be a lot closer. I know I need to be healthier. It's not really a body image issue thing I'm wanting to change. I like how I look, I just need to be healthy. I hate that my knees always hurt  and that if I stand too long, my feet feel like they're going to fall off. I also hate not having oodles of energy.

The hotel that I work at has a gym in the basement that is free for me to use. Which is definitely nice and should make meeting my goal (and hopefully surpassing it) much easier. I can go in on my days off and work out, and before and/or after work.
I would say that I'm going to stop eating out, but that won't happen. I can cut down on how often I do that though. ONLY EAT OUT WHEN I'M WORKING. And bring food as much as possible. 

I also want to get more organized. I'm getting A LOT better at getting and staying organized, but I could be so much better. I've been here for two months now, and I still don't have everything put away. >.> Most, but not all of it.

Another goal of mine for 2011 is to start a "Tattoo & Piercing" fund. Which will be more like a savings. That way, I can't get a new tat or piercing unless I have the money for it saved up in my little savings. Thing. A savings thing. Like...I need a shoe box or something that I can put a few dollars every week into.

OR I CAN DO WHAT LYSSA'S DAD DID FOR HER BIRTHDAY. O.O

That might work. I wonder how hard it would be to get one of those plastic water jug things that Doctor's offices usually have.

I AM IN DESPERATE NEED OF ONE NOW.

Oh, the way my mind works at three am.

Speaking of, I need to go to sleep. I have much to do in a few hours when I wake up.

-Peace signs and smiley faces -

I should be sleeping. I have no idea how I'm even awake right now.

Last night my baby sister arrived. Her damn flight was delayed forty minutes. FORTY GODDAMN MINUTES. And my "father" didn't think to call me to let me know of that fact. Asshole.

So her flight was late, got in at around 11:30pm rather than 10:52pm. It was a hour and a half drive back home. Plus the time it took to find a McDonald's, because she was hungry. So we didn't get home until two something. And I had to get up by five-thirty to get ready for work and leave with enough time to let my car warm up. So that means I'm running on about three(ish) hours of sleep.

I've been cranky all day. I need at LEAST four hour to be somewhat human. Horrible headache all day. Yeah. I was a peach to work with.

Now I'm watching movies with my sister trying to stay awake to see the Lunar Eclipse. I'm going to probably end up just setting my alarm to wake me up while it's happening so I can go see it.

A lunar eclipse on the winter solace is SUPER RARE. I'm going to be a pissed off person if I miss it. :/

I woke up in a great mood. My sister is coming to visit and I couldn't be happier.

Well. I COULD. Now. That I'm in the kind of mood where I don't want to be around anyone. And by anyone...I mean ANYONE. I don't even want to be around myself.

I'm doing something that I said I wasn't going to do again. I'm sitting in the lobby at Shiloh, all alone (if you ignore that there are people surrounding me) typing away on my computer. I said I wasn't going to do this again because I hate the fact that none of the "kids" here make any effort to talk to me anymore. I hate the fact that I can't talk to Alex about stuff, because he's all awkward. He and I made a deal that we wouldn't regret what happened. And I'm starting to. Which sucks on epic levels. I don't want to regret it...but if it means that our friendship is suffering, then I definitely do.

I'm really mad at my family right now. I'm probably more hurt than angry, but I feel anger. Today is...was my mother's birthday. She would be 48 today. Over the last four years, I've gotten calls or woken up to voicemails from my mom's sisters and brother telling me that they're thinking about me. I've only had one of my aunt's say anything today. ONE. So on top of feeling angry and hurt...I'm also feeling a bit abandoned. Just a little.

I saw Alex earlier. He smiled and waved at me. That didn't help.

I'm going to head over to airport city now. Go see a movie or two by myself. Get away from everyone. :/