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    Tuesday, April 15th, 2008
    11:55 pm
    mainly posting this for megan...
    ...as everyone else who sees my myspace knows.

    we had to put molly to sleep last thursday.

    i am sad.
    Friday, February 22nd, 2008
    12:37 pm
    when the hell was my last post here?
    anyways....

    i was thinking about how some people do things that change your opinion of them in an instant.

    when i was at pac sun one saturday, i got really mad at my manager one day (i don't even remember the context of the argument, just that i got mad). so my shift ended, i said "bye" and walked out extremely pissed off.

    my manager lived 2 hours away from the store, but the next day, which was his day off, he came up to the store specifically to talk about what happened, which went for about an hour. so he took 5 hours out of his day off to make sure i was ok.

    before this, i thought he was just a hard-ass and a mean workaholic. afterwards, he totally earned my respect, and since that point i've learned more from him than any other manager i've worked for.

    i don't like when the opposite happens, however.

    just a thought.
    Thursday, December 20th, 2007
    4:20 pm
    What Do You Have To Say? - Do You Believe?

    When did you stop believing in Santa Claus and why?

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    i was in 2nd grade and i was talking about christmas with my friend jenny. jenny started yelling at me about how "santa's not real!!!", etc. of course i didn't believe her. she told me she'd make her dad tell me he wasn't real too. i forgot about the conversation pretty much as soon as it was over...

    that night when i got home from school, i get a phone call from jenny, saying "my dad's right here and he's going to tell you that santa isn't real" and i was extremely confused.

    jenny then puts her dad on the phone, who told me that not only is santa not real, but i was dumb for believing in him in the first place. i confirmed all this with my parents....i grew up a lot that day :(
    Sunday, September 9th, 2007
    12:59 am
    this made me cry. a lot.
    "It's daybreak and light begins to filter through the laundry window, revealing the room's contents: a washing machine and dryer, a basin filled with dirty clothes and, on the floor in the corner, a sleeping puppy. She is curled up tightly into a ball of fluff, her small face and snout tucked in under her two front legs. She lies on top of a pastel-pink blanket; newspaper covers the floor around her bedding. The pup looks more like a stuffed toy than a dog as she lies motionless on her cosy, warm bed.
    The first sounds of distant traffic drone through the double-brick walls as the puppy begins to stir. It's 6:00 a.m. and the house is still quiet, but it's the calm before the storm. Saturday is always a busy day in the Johnson household and this day is even more special, because last night Dad brought home a new addition to the family: a ten-week-old pup. The three Johnson kids, Rhiannon who is twelve, Jade who is nine and Mattew who is seven, could hardly contain themselves last night as they cuddled and played with the new pup. It was after midnight before all the children were marched off to their rooms and the puppy was put to bed in the laundry.
    As the first set of footsteps come slapping down the stairs, the puppy wakes and sits upright. The little dog stares at the door, her head tilted to one side. She tries to prick up her ears, but they are not yet strong enough and they quickly flop back down again. The door bursts open and Rhiannon rushes in. The puppy jumps up to greet the girl, its little tail beating quickly. The girl lifts her puppy into the air, cuddling it. The puppy responds with a lick to her face and a wiggle. Rhiannon whispers to the puppy, 'You're not a dream!'
    It doesn't take long before the whole family is awake and they gather in the lounge room. The puppy takes centre stage on the floor as they all sit around and laugh. They agree that her name will be 'Molly'.
    This Saturday is the first of many Saturdays that the family will spend with Molly. Over the years Molly will become a much-loved member of the Johnson household and will become part of their family history. Molly will be there when Rhiannon has her sixteenth birthday party in the backyard. During the speech Molly will jump up on the table and lick the birthday cake, much to the amusement of the whole party, except Mum. When Jade gets glandular fever in Year Nine, Molly will sit by her side while the doctors come and go for several months. After Jade recovers, Molly will sleep protectively at the foot of Jade's bed every night for the next two years, until Jade moves into the spare room upstairs. When Matthew buys his first car at the age of nineteen, Molly will be the first to go for a drive with him. On that day, Matthew will drive down to the local river where he will take Molly for a short walk; and Molly will run up to a lovely young stranger who Matthew will marry three years later.
    Molly is a new chapter in the lives of this family. She will delight and entertain three small children as they grow, giving them love and affection as only a dog knows how. She will be in many of the pictures of the kids playing together in the family photo album. She will feature in the family's home videos, as the children become teenagers and go to high school. In their hearts, Molly will continue to be part of the family, even after old age takes her from them."

    -taken from Little Mongrels by David Darcy
    Sunday, August 26th, 2007
    1:07 am
    me complain for a bit
    i can't wait till monday, as i am off, and this has been a crappy weekend so far, and i don't really want to work tomorrow, but i kinda have no choice.

    i have 3 moquito bites that have gotten really bad. they're quite swollen and red and mainly just painful, not even that itchy. i probably have west nile. we were discussing this at work, and if i did in fact get these bites at work, am i up for worker's comp?? i should be.

    i saw an infomercial this morning for a tattoo shop in chicago, and it made me very much so not want to go. i caught the tail end of it, but they were holding up a metal tube (the thing the tattoo artist puts the needle through and holds onto while tattooing) and saying how they will NEVER use a metal tube, calling them dirty and "if you ever see a shop using metal tubes, run." this is bullshit. i personally use metal tubes because i think it distributes the weight of the machine a little easier on my tiny hands. also, i know how to use an autoclave so i can properly sterilize them, and i am not constantly buying disposable tubes. i'm sure plenty of highly reputable artists use metal tubes. disposables have their place, but it just seemed to me that the artists at that particular shop are extremely lazy and don't want to devote the time to sterilizing their equipment. to each his own, i guess.
    Monday, June 4th, 2007
    10:32 pm
    this is why i don't talk to strangers
    well today i decided to go to gurnee mills, as i haven't been there for a long time, and as such that is odd for me. but i soon realised why i do not miss it.

    i had just visited jeff at oakley and was heading back to my car to go home and spend time with ze puppy (we decided on petey for his name). so as i am walking a random guy asks me to stop, promises he's not hitting on me, and wants to ask me something.

    i know how this story usually goes, he needs to sell me something. though he did start it out a bit more clever than most do. he said ( in a much lengthier version than here- this is abridged for your sanity) that he is in a speech class and by talking to random strangers it will help them learn social speaking skills. ok, i get that. "now what are you selling me", i ask. turns out he is selling magazine subscriptions in order to get points to go on a trip to acapulco.

    ok, sincerely uninterested, but let's listen to his rant a little longer.

    one of my former coworkers walks by and we start talking about pac sun, then he mentions that he knows the other girl we are talking about, as he gave her the same advertisement at hawthorne mall. so i said i wasn't interested in buying anything today, blahblahblah. then he decides to take a different angle which i absolutely loathe.

    he goes on to tell me that if i don't want to spend $20 right now, i can give him a check and he'll hold it for a couple weeks till i have money in the account. i said that i have to leave and then he says that if i don't want a magazine for myself, i can buy a subscription for a child with cancer. i had to politely turn him down, as i have absolutely no real money right now. then he said "so you seriously won't have 20 bucks in two weeks? come on. i know you're not poor enough to be living under a bridge or anything".

    at this point i have had it and tell him i don't have money cause i have lots of bills to which he replies "but 20 bucks? i can loan you a few if it's that big of a deal". then he goes on: "i can't believe you turned down the one for the cancer kids. you're like the first person ever to turn that down. seriously, you can't afford $20 for a kid with cancer?" i then told him that i sponsor a dog at an animal shelter which is where some of my money goes every month, but it's just not the same as him getting his trip to acapulco, i guess.

    so i start walking back to the parking lot, severely annoyed that some stranger asked me for money so he can go to acapulo, while masking it as a way to help sick kids.

    i can go donate $20 to the make-a-wish foundation whenever i please. at least i know where my hard earned cash is going, since, you know, i make so much of it.

    i seriously hate that mall.
    Friday, April 20th, 2007
    11:10 pm
    weeeee
    Comment and I'll--
    1 - Tell you why I friended you. Assuming I can remember :)
    2 - Associate you with something. A fandom, a song, a colour, a piece of fruit. SOMETHING.
    3 - Tell you something I like about you.
    4 - Tell you a memory I have of you.
    5 - Associate you with a character/pairing.
    6 - Ask something I've always wanted to know about you. (Or else I'll just ask a random question. I reserve that right.)
    7 - Tell you my favorite user pic of yours.
    8 - In return, you must spread this disease in your LJ
    Friday, July 28th, 2006
    4:20 pm
    my excursion to hawthorne...
    ...began with a stop by gurnee mills to see jeff. the store looks really cool. very snazzy.

    then i trekked all the way to hawthorne. found a nice pair of jeans, i'm really hoping these don't get all funky once i wash them. it's happened to every pair i've bought for the last year. it's a pain. i'd like to find ONE pair that i can wear and not worry about what belt i put with it, if they shrunk too much...oh, the trials of being a girl.

    but it was nice to just walk around, not have to answer to anyone for a few hours.

    i also got several compliments on my tattoos. now, this isn't out of the ordinary. especially at my work, especially from: a)sailors thinking they will strike up a conversation about ink; or b)preppy girls that are amazed by how i actually sat through it.

    like, one guy that worked at one of the kiosks just yelled out "i like your ink." he very obviously couldn't see what any of my tattoos were, just the fact that i had them, seeing as i was walking by quickly. and at a quick glance, i saw he had a half sleeve which took up his forearm.

    i came to the conclusion that they're not really complimenting MY tattoos, just the fact that i have an obvious abundance of them, as do they. it's more of "hey, we're cool cause we're awesome enough to have visible tattoos." like, a communal thing. to be able to relate to people a little easier. i don't really mind. i think it's funny when they start going on about what their future ink plans are. it's the same kind of thing: they use it as a basis to make everyday boring conversations a little easier.

    i am done rambling for now.

    Current Mood: sleepy
    Current Music: my puppy barking
    Sunday, July 23rd, 2006
    11:46 pm
    well, since my blog is out of commission...
    at work today, the boss made me try on skinny jeans. like, hipster doofus skinny jeans. so skinny you can't walk jeans.

    yeah, those.

    and it was hilarious. i put on my shoes, which made my enormous feet look extremely out of proportion, one coworker said i looked like a cartoon character.

    hey, at least good times were had by all. i've been in a much better mood since friday, so yay for good things.

    and this morning before work, there was nothing on tv when i woke up, so i decided to watch the most interesting church show i could find. and the discussion?

    why baptisms at a couple years old are not full baptisms, and to fully accept jesus, you must be baptised again when you are older and have made that decision for yourself. and the man also said that being sprinkled with holy water doesn't do the job. you must, basically, be dunked in holy water to achieve its intended...blessing? don't know how else to put it.

    he said that people are convinced that if they are baptised, that's it, and they are locked into heaven. he said that is not the case. soo...

    yeah, buddhism rawks.

    Current Mood: calm
    Friday, May 26th, 2006
    9:34 pm
    revelation, declaration (reposted from my blog)
    (part 1)

    i remember buying my copy of "the art of happiness" by the Dalai Lama (my original receipt was still in the book, bought in '99. damn that was a while ago). i was in high school, and not in a very good frame of mind. constant depression, hating everything. so i got about 10 pages in and just couldn't bring myself to finish the rest of it. i don't really know why, maybe i didn't think i was capable of being happy at that point, maybe i didn't think i deserved it, maybe i thought it was bollocks. so i left it to gather dust on my bookshelf.

    (part 2)

    i was driving to jeff's the other night, and was already feeling disgusted with myself, no particular reason, just generally unhappy with life. and there was a raccoon hit in the opposite lane, which i only noticed because an SUV had to swerve to avoid running it over again. on the way back from jeff's, i had to pass over it's newly decapitated body, and i had a really odd kind of breakdown. while driving, not the best time to happen, but whatever. and i went home after bawling like a baby and got my wits together and yelled "fuck this. i'm gonna meditate." and i did. and i didn't expect it to actually change anything, but it did. i felt so much better, like i was able to accept things and leave it at that. one of the main teachings of buddhism is to dissolve attachment to things. which, in some minor form, i think i did.

    (part 3-where i combine the first two)

    i decided to pick up "the art of happiness" again. and it's all making so much more sense. some of my favorite lines so far:

    ""Wherever I meet people, I always have the feeling that I am encountering another human being, just like myself. I find it much easier to communicate with others on that level. If we emphasize specific characteristics, like I am Tibetan or I am Buddhist, then there are differences. But those things are secondary. If we can leave the differences aside, I think we can easily communicate, exchange ideas, and share experiences."

    "...that human bond is enough to give rise to a sense of worth and dignity. That bond can become a source of consolation in the event that you lose everything else."

    (part 4)

    in conclusion, i have decided that i am tired of holding grudges for nonsense. i am tired of constant stress and not knowing how to manage it. i have decided that i need to keep the bonds i do have with people close, and not exclude possible bonds from forming, like i usually do.

    i'm going to track down some kind of buddhist temple in the area- i'm officially declaring myself buddhist today.

    Current Mood: peaceful
    Friday, April 28th, 2006
    3:49 pm
    if you caught that last post, 'twas rather mean.

    you're not worth my time.
    Sunday, March 19th, 2006
    11:32 pm
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    Current Mood: amused
    Saturday, March 18th, 2006
    2:07 am
    i'm too tired to think of a witty subject
    sometimes things happen that make you sick.

    i could destroy you right now.

    you're a sad excuse for a person.

    i am done.

    (just needed to vent for a second)

    Current Mood: tired
    Current Music: air
    Sunday, February 26th, 2006
    11:59 pm
    i can't believe this all was said.

    stop believing that your beliefs are the only ones that matter.
    stop using your God as a cop-out.
    stop feeling sorry for yourself.
    stop thinking that you are above anyone.
    stop your hypocritical views.

    maybe you're the one that's wrong.
    maybe this is the reason things never worked out in the past.
    maybe you need to ACCEPT people that are different than you instead of having to CHANGE them.
    maybe insisting that people will change on their own is a pipe dream that God can't guarantee.
    maybe God has a cool sense of humor, and what we consider blasphemous really isn't blasphemous at all.

    i may not know a whole lot about this subject, but i know for damn sure that i may be wrong about everything i believe as well. that is just a fact, and if i pay the price by going to hell, so be it. believing in something you have no proof of is ignorant. believing that putting other people or the ones they love down because they don't share your illogical beliefs is hypocritical, judgmental, biased, just plain ridiculous.

    talk about being offended.

    Current Mood: angry
    Sunday, February 5th, 2006
    1:42 am
    memories...
    so, megan, this one's for you:

    i was reminiscing at dinner tonight about the one and only kim lewis. please oh please help me remember some of her more infamous moments.

    Current Mood: amused
    Current Music: david gray - a century ends
    Friday, January 20th, 2006
    1:08 am
    ...to move across the water
    so, i haven't updated this journal for quite a while-the blog has taken precedent. but here have been the goings-on of dianna:

    worked from 9pm to 4:30 am last night. got home at 5 am.

    found out my maxed out credit card had been stolen, with $19 in fraudulent charges and an attempted $849 grocery store purchase.

    on the way home from work last night, just missed a nasty car accident in that a douchebag decided to run a stop sign a block from my house, then flip ME the bird.

    got 20 minutes of sleep in between calling work and credit card companies for 2 hours: work to get specifics since i believe the card was stolen by one of the random people that came in to do our inventory; and credit card companies to get all my account numbers changed.

    worked from 9am to 6:30 today, had a lunchable (which was SO not filling) because i couldn't leave the store because the other hasn't gotten keyed yet.

    left work and napped. came home and found that the books i ordered finally came :) i have lots of reading to do.

    but i would like to be busier with tattoo business, and i'm broke, so...gimme money and i give you tattoos. yes?

    Current Mood: drained
    Current Music: groove armada
    Monday, November 14th, 2005
    12:36 am
    reality my eye
    if having my own tattoo shop is going to be anything close to the way it's portrayed on miami ink, i think i'll go crazy from boredom.

    Current Mood: cranky
    Current Music: fat puppy snoring
    Sunday, November 13th, 2005
    1:05 am
    my dog is a retard.
    i get home tonight and she's so happy to see me that she runs up the stairs (2 stairs, mind you) and hurts her leg in the same spot again. we'll have to take her for x-rays pretty soon-the vet said it was probably a torn ligament. i loves my fat puppy.

    and whilst walking to my car after work i was almost annihilated by the wind.

    goulet.

    Current Mood: tired
    Current Music: the windy wind outside
    Monday, October 31st, 2005
    8:46 pm
    the most depressing halloween since last year's
    this was even dumber than when a friend ditched me.

    all day at work i had to hear about what was done wrong the whole time my boss was on vacation last week. i got blamed for everything.

    and my eye is still really itchy.

    and i want to stay up and watch crappy movies all night, but i can't, cause i have to be at work from 8am-1, then come back from 6pm-10.

    and i learned that the day after thanksgiving, i'll probably have to work 4:30 am-2.

    and my district manager is gonna be there tomorrow, and i have a billion things to do in the hour before he gets there, or else my "reputation as a manager" is on the line.

    and i couldn't do anything remotely halloween-ish today cause of work.

    and every time i am home, i can't use my own computer because my stupid mother is addicted to ebay and whatever the fuck she's bidding on takes the highest precedent in the fucking household. and she expects me to answer every single computer question she has, and know exactly what is going on when she starts rattling things off, because she thinks i'm that computer-savvy.

    and all my friends live far away, and the only person that's around is working all the time. other than that, all my time is spent with douchebags that i want to strangle, or complaining via this boring journal.

    i'm not happy.

    Current Mood: depressed
    Current Music: powerman
    Sunday, October 30th, 2005
    12:17 pm
    this is misery
    so, last night, in an attempt to feel nice and cozy, after being sick all day from my cold medicine, i went on a search for a stuffed bear i have. you throw it in the microwave, and the flax seed, lavender, and other herbs contained in it warm up like a heating pad.

    i found it, and i instantly started sneezing so much i couldn't stop and almost started to choke. then, about a minute later, my eyes felt like they were going to explode. they were completely red and burning. then, my right one started to feel better, and my left eyelid swelled up so badly i couldn't open it.

    and here i am, the next morning, looking like the hunchback of notre dame with my one gimp eye. and it hurts, and it burns, and i'm on benadryl, eye drops, and ice packs to relieve some of this pain. and i still have to go to work for a few hours.

    this is unbelievable.

    Current Mood: angry, in pain, drowsy
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