I've been watching Big Time Rush for hours.

I haven't been on here in a few weeks? I think? May be it's just been a few days, staying up until 5 on the internet, playing videogames, and reading Harry Potter, then waking up around 2 or 3 the next day is crippling my ability to discern one day from the next.  I start college next Sunday, which bodes the question "WHEN IN GOD'S NAME DID I BECOME AN ADULT OH JESUS?!" I quit my job because I'm moving on campus and I remember what it's like to not have any money, and I assume this feeling will persist throughout this year and next year, and next year, and the next... Also, my mother informed me that, although my parents will be paying the $5000 of my tuition that is not covered this year, next year and each subsequent year I will have to find a job or jobs that will enable me in paying $300 a month for tuition. I'm already panicking.  I mean honestly, is this the face of an adult who can come up with $5000 to be spent on something other then food and makeup?

Incidentally, enjoy my new Snuggie.  It's purple, warm, comfy and has pockets.  I guess I'll use it to comfort me when my lack of money grips my soul, reducing me to cold empty tears.  In other slightly less depressing news, I'm going to New Hampshire with my mom and sister for the weekend.  My cousins live next to a Cumberland Farms.  This means 79 cent slushies at 2 in the morning for 2 days.  These are things that make me happy, and I can drown all my worries in the frosty depths of 79 cent blue raspberry deliciousness.  I'm glad I can take a break from getting ready to leave my childhood home for a new and scary world in Boston, where bad kids will corrupt me and take my innocence.  Thankfully, I ordered all my books for my classes fairly early from Amazon and they're all here.  Unfortunately, some of them are really heavy.

Exhibit A. I don't even know why my college is forcing me to take an Excel class.  I don't even have Excel! I have a Macbook, which has Numbers, which I will never use because I'm a useless English Literature and Writing Major.  So I have to drag this floppy behemoth with its spiral excuse for a spine around with me every Monday, to the library or computer lab because, as I said, I have a Macbook and do not have Excel, so I have to take that class with one of the school HPs. I assume I will be wearing that ridiculous displeased expression that I'm wearing in the picture to that class every Monday.  It makes my chin look like gravel. Also, I've somehow acquired 4 followers! Welcome, please don't let me scare you off.

Why I Wear Makeup

Many lovely ladies around the world spend infinite amounts of money trying to make themselves less ugly.  I am one of them.  I admit, I really do spend way too much money on makeup and other products in an attempt to detract from my less desirable features.  We all have things we do not like about ourselves, and we try to improve upon them.  Often this goes too far.

Sometimes though, you can get just the right balance and make yourself respectable to look at.  Because really, I wear makeup for you.  Every girl wears makeup for the people who have to look at her all day.  They need something nice to look at, because who doesn't like to look at nice things?  As long as you don't hate yourself as much as Heidi or Kim Kardashian, it is a selfless act, which others will appreciate.  Because really, would you rather look at this?

Or this?

The choice is yours.

Spoils Of My Mothers Neurotic Tendencies

Before I went to work today, my mother decided to clean out the crawl space, for some reason I don't understand.  Something along the lines of "the piles of crap in there need to be dealt with", even though the point of a crawl space is to stack piles of crap so that they're not littering your house for potential guests to oogle at.  Whatever.  She found a lot of my old stuff, including my box of old CDs.  These CDs range in age from about 5th grade to roughly 8th or 9th grade. Some of them were quality finds and I was quite pleased with their recovery.

I thought these CDs were long gone from my life, but they may bless my ears with sweet melodies again, thanks to my mother's persistent cleaning. I also found these beauties.

I live and breathe for Broadway music, it is like flamboyant crack to me.  These things all made me really happy.

However, where there is good there is undoubtedly bad lurking in the shadows. I also found these old CDs in the box.

I bought things without thinking about them as a young'n.  All the wasted money brings fake internet tears to my fake internet eyes.  I was horribly displeased with my former self for these, as well as the huge stack of the other CDs that I could barely even look at any more.

Of course, I also found some things that made my chubby little heart flutter with nostalgia, precious memories that I need tangible items to bring up because clearly they are not important enough on their own.

These include;

 

This gem.  Can you tell I wrote my name all by myself?

Guess which one I am? P.S. I'm the fat one.

Now these just really made me laugh.  I wish I had a scanner so I could scan some pages in, because they are obscene.  I don't know why I thought it was a good idea to put devil horns on some people and hearts around others when I see this children every day. Good job, past me, really astute.

This was by far the coolest thing that was unearthed.  This is a greatest hits Beatles record that I bought for $8 when I went to Montreal in the 8th Grade.  The thought of this almost rotting away in the crawl space makes me cry tears of blood, so thanks mom.

Seriously though, how cool is that?!

All in all, a successful foray into my past.  I had some laughs, shed some tears, and had some more useless music to fill up my iTunes with. I hope you all enjoyed it as heartily as I did. Also, I have one follower, super exciting! I'm moving up in the world.

Well This Looks Promising

The multiple blogs that I have had in the past have in no way deterred me from starting yet another.  I have had blogs far and wide, from actual handwritten journals about my sad life as a fat middle school girl to a stint on absolutepunk.net and a tumblr which I still currently use but is nothing short of grotesque.  So why another?  I'm pretty bored and extremely persistent, so who knows, maybe this one will work out.
As for an introduction, hello internet, I am Lizzie and I am currently 18 years old and preparing to enter my freshman year of college at Emmanuel College, a private Catholic college in Boston which offered me an obscene amount of money to study English Literature and Writing. Before I get there however, I must work as a waitress at a fortress of evil known as Linden Ponds, where I serve lukewarm food to rich old people who hate me. To give you an idea of what I'm all about, I'll tell you what I accomplished and did not accomplish today.

Accomplished:
1. Not changing out of my pajamas.
2. Spending my entire day on my laptop.
3. Figuring out what book I needed to buy for the Excel course my college is forcing me to take.
4. E-mailing someone about the scholarship that I desperately need to be sent to my college as soon as possible.
5. Ordering all my books for my first semester.  This is my only real accomplishment today.
6. Drinking a lot of Capri Suns that were supposed to be for my 4 year old cousin.

Didn't Accomplish:
1. Taking a shower.
2. Being social.
3. Beginning to even attempt to make plans for tonight.
4. Leaving my room for anything other then food, only to shuffle back up to my cave with my treats.
5. That last one was kind of a lie, I did have to go outside for a total of 30 seconds to retrieve my wallet out of my dad's car so I could order my books. Apparently, my disheveled appearance was displeasing to my neighbors dog, who started barking at me, causing the neighbors to stare at me from their deck, in my mickey mouse sweatpants-ed, no bra, greasy-haired glory. I scurried quickly back into safety.
6. Not eating for no reason.

Hoping To Accomplish:
1. Watching the new episode of Jersey Shore.
2. Going to bed before 5 AM.

This is a basic outline of my life, which I'm sure has scared any one off who was hoping that this might be inspiring, or at the very least interesting. Oh well. If anyone can tell me how in God's name I make my blog look mildly pleasant to look at, that would be greatly appreciated.
Here's some of my work, just to keep you interested.

 Can't go wrong with a meme.