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Good-bye MN, hello PA

Sat, 18 Nov 2006 16:22:57 GMT

So if you are still confused about my dissapearance, or if you haven't noticed, I moved. No I didn't move down the street, I moved half way across the contry. It's true. I am sorry i missed rally but incidently I was 2,000 miles away. I now currently reside in Doylestown, Pennsylvaina. I will be sending pictures to nellie so if you care to see what it looks like here talk to her. It's a lovely little town of about 5,000,000,000,000 people. The school has 2,000 people and thats only grades 10-12.

Things that have happend to me since I have been here:

I fell over a trash can in the cafeteria with 700 people watching me, I got the female lead in "don't drink the water" (a comedy), I had to touch people, I got tripped in the hallway and fell into some girl, I was homeless for 2 weeks, i was schooless for the same amount of time, we looked at about a thousand apartments and houses, One of which smelled like wet dog and bad air freshener (people are sick these days), I had to do this thing in theatre class where I had put my head on this creepy guy's shoulder and he was rubbing my back...I wanted to elbow the kid in the mouth (he wasn't supposed to move, it was just like a emotion thing, hard to explain...my teacher is a nut case), I sat at a table which is apparently only for hockey players (they stared at me the whole time I ate and I was like what the heck...then a teacher said, "where do you usually sit?" I said "I usually sit in minnesota but it's kind of a long walk". She told me that the hockey boys always sit there. I told her that I didn't see a sign and that my parents pay taxes and I can sit anywhere I want in this cafeteria.). I think thats it.

I have been spending a lot of time at the library. It s a nice place. They have lots of books and old people, kinda conforting.

I missed the Sadie Hawkin in DL. I am pretty sad about that. It would have been lots of fun. I would have dragged Nellie there too.

I miss McDonalds...GASP! I never thought I would say that. Ok, I don't miss it anymore. Good thing that only lasted a second. I really everyone...like a lot. Its really quite sad, I don't have any friends. People are pretty polite to me but I can't be myself around them, therefore I choose to stay away from them.

Oh I must tell you about the play, since it's the only good thing that has happend since I got here and I don't want be too negative. So I got the part of Marion. Shes from Newark, NJ. I have no idea how to do a new jeresy accent. Anyway, she's married and has a daughter. She and her husband and 22 year old daughter are tourists in Europe behind the iron curtian and they are takin pictures and then the commuinsit police chase them with guns into the US embassy. The US embassy has a guy running it while his dad went back to the US. He's kind of an idiot and can't do anything right. He gets in a fight with the communist guy and ends up telling the communist guy that my husband and I are spies (but really we aren't). So the communist guy says that if we come out he'll kill us. SO we have to stay in the embassy until we figure out how to get out without being tortured and killed. It's a great play. The only problem is my teacher, she's kind diffrent. The other day I had to grab "walter"s chest. Walter is the name of my husband in the play who just happens to be very good-looking. It was really weird.

In the play I have to put my hand over my heart and say part of the pledge of allegience. Yeah so I was trying to get my lines right and i accidently put my hand over the wrong side. The teacher thought is was so funny she wrote it in the play. I think its embarassing, but everyone else seems to think it's hilarious. so...I am bored of listening to myself type. Thats all.

heather.

So I am one year older

Tue, 10 Oct 2006 20:35:51 GMT

Yeah so this whole growing up business is insane. I feel so much older and wiser than I did yeterday, really. People did a lot of really nice things for me today. When I got to school my locker was decorated and all of my friends were there waiting for me. I also got some flowers and lots of other cool stuff. I also felt extremely loved because after school I had 5 people calling me at the same time. I was like whoa dude I can only talk to one person at a time, my phone isn't talented enough to handle multiple calls.

I have lots more stuff to tell you all at rally. You all must come it will be fabulous. Lets hope we won't be walking around in the rain and pretending we are in tanzania, the people there are not very friendly.

thats all,

i miss you kayla!

heather.

First day

Tue, 05 Sep 2006 23:39:15 GMT

Ok so today was the first offical day of school. What happend today...hmm...

Well when I first got there at 7:30...yes 7:30 (it won't happen again i promise) about 6 girls ran up to me and hugged me and we exchanged summer stories. I looked all over the school for my locker and I finnaly found it. I am on the other side of the wall from nellie and derrick. I put camp pictures up and then i set out to see everyone.

I finally found nells (she has a zero hour, she's nuts) and we made our way to the gym for an assembly. Ok ya know how they are always worried about like people coming to school with guns? Well it seems really stupid to me that teachers lock their doors during classes but then during the assemblys they just leave the front door unguarded it's like asking for trouble. I would never ever do anything like that, but i'm just saying. Anyways, so some crazy stuff happend. Our principal made a really long and boring speech about how this year is going to be a good year and that kind of stuff. let's skip to the good stuff...

So some people from each grade had to go down on the floor and make up a chant thing for our grade and then we had to scream it and the winning grade would get the oh-so-sacred spirit stick. The spirit stick is basically a long plastic tube thing with red and white tape on it and it says lakers. Well the seniors had a dude that everyone knows (he is a football player and a wrestler and all that stuff) well he was trying to get them pumped up and he ripped his shirt right down the middle and ran around screaming and doing obsene things with the ripped shirt. Well he was running around with it and then the principal made him put a shirt on to the dismay of the freshman girls. It was quite funny. So yeah now the seniors have the spirit stick. Darn I wanted it so bad.

I have some good classes but unfortunatly I don't have many classes with my friends. Like I am in 4 classes with all seniors and then one with all freshman. It stinks. Oh yeah and I decided to take the easy science class cuz well...science isn't really my strong suit. But anyways, like everybody in the class scares me to death...except Jared. I told him I was afriad I was going to get stabbed. Seriously I am in a class of all scary people, like the ones that wears scary make-up and listen to slipknot and do drugs and stuff.

I am pretty excitied for the football game on friday. There is a dance afterwards but I don't know if I am going to it. I have to work at 7 on saturday. Thats crazy. Oh yeah and musical auditions are all this week and dance auditions are on saturday. This means I have to beg my boss to let me leave work for an hour and then if I get called back...well. Yeah we'll see how that works out.

Oh good news, my locker is not by any smelly people this year!!!! YAY!!!! Woo hoo I can breathe. I think this will be a good year.

i hope all of you had a super good first day of whatever it is you do.

heather.

Last day of freedom

Mon, 04 Sep 2006 23:07:21 GMT

Hey I just wanted to let you all know that I will not be moving to Canada as planned. Tonight is the last night of summer vacation. It's been a great summer. I met some great people and had lots of fun. I just got home from work and I have to go pick out my clothes for school.

Thats all

heather.

Kayla

Mon, 28 Aug 2006 15:11:44 GMT

Oh kayla, it's hard for me to put into words just how much you mean to me. You have put so many smiles on my face and so much joy in my heart. With so much in common we were just destined to find one another.

We share a love of: The OC, Adam Brody, Boy bands, beautiful men, perkins, pink things and chips and cheese dip (all 70 calories per tablespoon of it. It definatly helped Nellie and I get through the sadness of you leaving. I mean come on, nobody wants to cry while eating something so delish.)

You are caring, compassionate, cute, creative, courageous and a whole bunch of other c-words that aren't coming to mind. If you can think of any good c-words, you are definatly those too.

Always remember the evils of valentines day; to "Wake Up"; When we were the same person and got split up...I am NEVER going back to Tanzania; "Sunshine smile"; and...Juice.

You have been my friend through my crabbiness (due to lack of sleep and coldness), you have put up with my ever-changing crushes, you have listened to all of my terrible stories and not once told me that I say um too much, you have even helped me get through my anger towards skinny girls with no personality.

You told me I was beautiful when I felt far from it, you made me giggle until my stomach hurt, you held my hand when I cried, you have been a mentor, a friend and a really great listener. Above all, you made me feel loved and accepted when I needed it the most.

So let me say before we part so much of me I learned from knowing you, you'll be with me like a handprint on my heart. Whatever way our stories end, I know you have re-written mine by being my friend.

I love you with every fiber of my being.

Heather.

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Thu, 24 Aug 2006 18:30:21 GMT

Nothing to exciting has happend since my last update....wait what am I talking about. The church family camp-out was amazing. Unfortunatly we didn't take any pictures so I plan to use random pictures to symoblize the things that happend.

< This is a camping chair. kinda like the one derrick fell over in an attempt to run away from nells' sneeze. he ended up falling into andy and andy pushed him resulting in derrick and the chair on the ground.

< this pink rubber band is significant because it looks a lot like the bracelets that Kayla, Nells and I got at the lodge. But ours say best friends.

< this my friends is a broken playground swing. It reminds us of the one that Derrick broke. now unfortunatly I wasn't there when he broke it but I was there when he was laying on the ground laughing.

< This is a foot necklace kinda like the ones we got out of the "lil bling" machine. I would like to add that it took me about 9 trys to get the foot necklace. 7 times I got a crappy little chain and the other time I got a thing that looked like a cobb of corn.

< A trash can. It looks like the ones they used for "garbage can supper". Pretty sure that was the first and last time I will eat food out of a garbage can. I decided I do not like cabbage even with half a bottle of ketchup on it.

< these are sunburned goldfish. It reminded me of the half sunburn I got on my face when I fell asleep in the sun.

Those darn xanga gods won't allow me to put anymore pictures on here. This is really frustrating. oh well i hope you enjoyed the wonderful pictures.

heather.

.......

Wed, 16 Aug 2006 19:20:31 GMT

Hey everyone. I just wanted to let you all know that there could be some major things coming up for me, some of you know what I am talking about. So if you could pray for me that would be great. I am bascially just living day-to-day now because I don't know where life could take me a month from now, a week from now or even a day from now. I have been asking God for strength not only for me but for those I may leave behind. Nothing is for sure but that's what makes it so hard.

I love you all more than you could ever know.

heather.

Styrofoam cross

Thu, 10 Aug 2006 20:05:02 GMT

Today was a tough day at work, but somehow it turned into a beautiful thing. Okay, so I was late for work this morning and when I finally got there I was sent outside (in the rain) to pull weeds. I don't remember that being in my job description. So, I was out there next to the busy highway bending over pulling weeds out of the mulch and cement. Who in their right mind sends a teenage girl out next to a busy highway? Dude there are stalkers and rapists out there! Okay, so I pulled up this one weed and a whole ant colony decided to crawl all over my arms and run around in random circles because their home had been destroyed. Oh yeah and then this HUGE black bug and his rather large bug friends decided it would be pretty funny if they all jumped out at me. If you know me at all you know that bugs and I do not have a very good relationship. I was pretty much mad at the world at that moment. There I was, 7 in the morning during summer vacation, in the rain, pulling other peoples weeds out of some nasty mulch that large black bugs and very confused ants live in that is also covered with cigarettes, my hands were all cut up from the evil little peices of wood, oh yes and I was dirty and wet.

At this moment I was ready to give up on this terrible job. I was about to march right in there and tell the manager exactly how I felt about doing all the dirty work all the time, and tell karen exactly what she can do with that coffee pot of hers, or go off on the person who wouldn't let me have a sunday afternoon off to go to the church camp-out next weekend. But then I looked down and i saw a brown styrofoam cross lying on the ground. It was once of those kind of crosses that I got in sunday school when I was little. I kneeled down on the ground in my polyblend uniform and wanted to cry. Here I am complaining about my job, but there are a lot of people who don't have jobs, that would do anything to have a job like mine. (hard to believe I know). I am a chrsitian, I should be an example to the people I work with, I am supposed to be a light in the darkness. Jesus died for me and I am complaining about some stupid bugs. I picked up the cross and thanked God opening up my eyes. I am there to be a light to Karen and all those people that treat me like crap. When I went back inside I looked pathetic, wet and dirty, my hands were bleeding and my hair looked worse then you can imagine but I had a smile on face, something that has been missing since I had started that morning. The people that had been terrible to me before were actually saying nice things to me. I have decided one thing, no matter what, always smile at everyone because you never know what battles they could be fighting in their own lives and maybe that smile you give them is just enough of an encouragement to help them get through it.

*HeAtHeR*

WE Fest, records, Satan impersonators, kitchens, and fires

Fri, 04 Aug 2006 20:51:45 GMT

Another day. Today I worked for 7 hours. It turned out to be one of the best days I have ever had at my current work place. It was sooooo busy.

Curse the man that invented WE Fest. Seriously what was the guy thinking? Maybe he was thinking, "whats the worst thing I could do for Detroit Lakes, Minnesota". I understand that a lot of people like this music and that it brings thousands of people into town so it's good for business and stuff but so much bad comes out of it. I mean people drink all day long sometimes to their death. Another thing is that people do a lot of drugs out there, now I understand drugs are out there in the world but they don't need to bring it into our town. I had a guy come in this morning and he was higher than a kite. The dude was so out of it I practically made up his order for him. Another guy came in at 9 AM and was so drunk he could barely walk, I hope he didn't get into a car and try to drive back to his campsite. We have lots of accidents and I almost constantly hear sirens of police cars and ambulences. Some people say they just go for the music but that's a bunch of crap. Those people are so drunk they don't even know whats going on. Almost every single person that came in this morning was hung over. Okay I will stop my anger towards WE Fest.

So I helped break a record this morning for most breakfast sales per hour. It could be because of the hundreds of people that came in from WE Fest but we will just pretend it's because I am such a wonderful person. My boss gave me a five dollar bill. Dude I helped you break a freakin record I deserve my name on the wall and like 50 dollars.

I didn't have to talk to Karen this morning!!! :) Yayness. Ok so for those of you that have no idea who Karen is: She is the human form of satan. She looks like a normal 60 something year old lady but she is seriously the devil. Luckily for me I get to work with her every day for the next 2 weeks. You know you really dislike someone when you count the minutes until she goes home. The woman emotionally abuses all of the teenagers there, well until a manager is around. I usually have a lot of respect for people that are older than me..they have more life experience and there are probly some things I could learn from them that could help me in my life, but this woman is definatly an exception. She yelled at me in front of everyone yesterday when I didn't even do anything wrong. Here is what happend; Karen (who is definatly not in charge) told me to go wipe off tables and such, so I said okay. ( I try to stay away from her and going out and cleaning up in the lobby would make me father away from her, thats why I agreed, not because i want to suck up to satan) So I started cleaning and the manager asked me to go and take some orders because we had gotten busier so I said alright and I did just that. Then Karen goes out and walks around in the lobby and then screams "this place is filthy, you didn't do anything. I told you to go out to the lobby and clean up what the hell are you doing. You stupid teenagers never do anything around here." I wanted to go up to her and kick her in the face. I said, "Karen, I was instructed by a MANAGER to go take some orders, if you have a problem with that than you need to go talk to her." I am the only person that stands up for myself everyone else is scared of her. Oh and then after that I was making coffee and she looked at me and was sighing and saying things under her breath and I said "excuse me? Is there something you need help with?" She looked at me like she wanted to murder me. She always follows me around and yells at me if I do something wrong even if it is not at all important. I'm like "don't you have a job to do, i am pretty sure you are not getting paid to follow me around and tell me I am stupid." The woman has no right to treat me or anyone else like that. This has been going on since I started a year ago. My mom thinks I need to talk to my boss about it. Now if her anger and meaness was only directed at me than I could deal with it but she treats everyone including customers like that. I have had to many people complain to me about her. I think I am going to do that after WE Fest when it isn't so busy. I hate to cause trouble and I don't want to go tell on people but she is not at all following anything we learned in training. As in, the customer is always right and should be treated with respect and blah blah blah. But the point is we lose customers because of her. Its just bad for everyone involved.

I only had to work in the kitchen for 3 hours. I hate the kitchen I always get burned and being the graceful person I am I always end up slipping and falling on the floor. I have so many brusies. Oh yeah and another thing good about being in the kitchen today was that the 3 guys that own the place came in to help and one of them was working right next to me. He kept saying things like "thanks sweetheart you are doing a great job". Now this is a good way to encourage people, much better in my opinion than saying sweep the floor or you are fired, ya know? One of the owners was just standing around being totally useless and critizing everyone on everything. I was thinking dude do you not understand that we a very busy and we don't have time to stand around and talk to you and do every single thing you want done. He aknowleged my presence once, after he whacked my leg with a broom he grunted an apology.

And the best thing about work today....THE PLACE ALMOST BURNED DOWN!!! It was amazing. The exhaust fan broke on the fryer and there was smoke billowing out of there. We could barely breathe, and we were all choking and coughing and stuff. But my boss, Mr. I can do anything, went up on the roof and fixed it. If the place burns down I still get paid for a full day right?

I have just written a short novel and I must get a drink of water. That's all

heather.

My tribute to the nice girls

Tue, 01 Aug 2006 21:06:05 GMT

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 mess 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.