Scared Update

I think I will start with the title. Even after it being a little after an hour from getting to school, my heart is still pounding lightly thanks to reckless driving via my boyfriend on the way here. I'm not fond of any part of our driving in his red sports car. It seems as if ever since he got it signed over to him he's been a very aggressive driver with a slight case of road rage. I end up holding onto something in the car so tightly that my knuckles turn white and I'm sweating bullets. It's not fun at all. It seems like he has to piss someone off at least a little if they've not been going the speed limit or did something he wasn't fond of (like pulling out in front of him while he was going the perfect speed). If anything like that happens he needs to push them forward by tailing them too close for comfort or pulling out in front of them and speeding away. I don't know if it's a guy thing where he has to try to prove he's manly by doing something stupid and reckless or if it's just something having a red sports car does to him. But whenever I'm in a car with him driving I feel like I need to hold onto something very tightly. Anyways, I'll talk to him and see if I can get him to calm down some while driving. Oh, go figure, talking to him just happened. He came and found me after his first class of the morning and apologized about the driving-and-scaring-me-to-hell-and-back fiasco this morning. Anyways, update time. If you're even remotely near Santa Rosa you have to see "Legally Blonde the musical". It is so fantastically performed and I saw it Friday night, the premier, and it stunned me so much. It is so much fun and everyone did such a good job. I seriously can't even imagine how long it would take me to explain perfectly how amazing and wonderful it was. I mean, heck, it even got me to wear pink today! That's saying something for sure. SEE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Not to mention, my best friend SIGRID FORSYTHE is playing the lead role and does it so wonderfully =] Anywho, it's time to go get some fresh air and talk to the star of the theater. Peace for now.

Clueless?

Oh where to start.. I am tired, but not in a bad way. I had a moderately good weekend - a few boyfriend scuffles - but all is well now. There's generally a fight in the kitchen because I'm strict in my ways of going about everything in the kitchen and dining room.. Including which side of the sponge to use on each and every pan used, or whether or not to use soap on some (aka: iron frying pans. Huge taboo!). All of this talk of kitchen things is making me hungry. I've had a bowl of cereal, a bite of a blueberry scone, and a few bites of leftovers from last night's dinner - schnitzel with red cabbage and a potato salad. Delicious, but not enough to feed two mouths. I am highly annoyed with myself at the moment due to my lack there of headphones that I ended up accidentally leaving on my dresser this morning. I won't have any music to listen to while I wait for the bus home or while I'm on the bus going home.. tisk tisk Haley.. The use of my first name reminded me of my middle name, which then reminded me of how in the world I could incorporate it into a child's name that also fits a specific last name. I don't know how I could use "Ellen" in the next generation of my family. I have a feeling that none of my cousins or other generation members will be brave enough to incorporate it like it's been in the past three generations. My great Grammy Ellen, one of my grandmother's sisters had the name in there somewhere, my aunt Mary Ellen and my name: Haley Ellen.. Any ideas anyone? Well, I need to get outta here. Peace out.

Old Fashioned

I am feeling rather old-fashioned today, yet I feel the need and desire to write in a Kelly green color.  Maybe its because I didn't write much in March and missed out on St. Patrick's Day with the posting of a life update and want to catch up on that.. But who knows, right? Oh man the chair that I am sitting in is super comfortable and I love it, I can change the armrests around and make it so they're right under my elbows and its über comfortable. Mmmmm.. a song just right for my mood; "Warriors" from Michael Flatley's "Lord of the Dance". Dark, but alluring. Sexy almost.. There's just something so attractive about a good looking guy who can dance. Anyways.. Now Pandora is playing Enya and its soft and pure sounding. Gah, I don't know why I am saying all this.. Maybe because I have almost nothing else to say at the moment. Oh well.. I have something to talk about now that actually has something to do with my post title: old fashioned. I wish that I had someone to send letters to and to recieve them from. I really miss the excitement of getting something in the mail. It was always so much fun to write someone a letter, fold it just right, address it to someone and stick it in the mail box across the street, pulling out the little red flag and knowing that within a few days that person was going to get something personal from me, and then the thrill of knowing that I might be getting something in return within the next few weeks. I miss those emotions so much and wish that there was someone that I would enjoy writing to who would also enjoy recieving letters from me as well as writing some back. It was so much fun writing letters to my cousin when she lived with her parents down in Los Angeles, back when she cared enough to write back. But now, I don't know anyone who'd have the time or willpower to be a pen pal of sorts with me. I see my boyfriend four days out of the week on average and so there's really no point in us sending snail mail back and forth. All of my cousins up in Canada are all busy with their own lives, and the lack there of friends doesn't really help much. And all the friends that I do have through school.. it would be pointless to send them letters and get some in return because of the fact that I see them all the time in class and around campus. All of the people I was friends with in high school are practically nonexistant now in my life and the closest people to me are my parents and boyfriend. Ix-nay on the bestfriend, my brother is trying to break free of parents' rules (got his ear pierced the other day and has been a complete jerk to mom and dad unit for the last couple years), the only time I get at home is really when I'm eating, showering or sleeping so there's hardly any time that I get with my parents unless its trying to keep my mouth shut while my little brother is being an a$$ or cleaning up after dinner. The only time that I get to spend with my boyfriend, and only my boyfriend is before and after school for a half hour every day and an hour inbetween classes of ours on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Otherwise, he and I are in class or he's working while I'm killing time for the bus.. Man, there's a chick in choir who just annoys the crap out of me every moment I am within seeing distance of her. No matter what she's doing or saying, there's always this absolutely vexatious about her. She tries to flaunt every little piece of herself and thinks she's the bees knees in everything she does. She's very lucky that I don't have a sharp object with me anytime I am around her. She tries so hard to be amazing and fails so epically it's hilarioius. She even thinks she's dating the greatest guy in the world and he's just a self-absorbed prick. I mean, honestly, how would an average girl feel if her boyfriend claimed they "f*cked her too hard last night so that's why she's sick." It would make me kick my boyfriend's butt to the curb and never speak to him again. It's just an awful remark. Their sex life probably isn't even that great if they're just dating to bang each other. Good sex means emotions behind the love making. That's why it's called "making love" in the first place. There's got to be emotional feelings as well as the physical side of things. I could just rant all day about every little detail that makes me want to stab her. Owie.. Don't take out a cartilage piercing even if it's been almost three moths since it was done. It still hurts to clean and put the stud back in. I wonder what made me take it out in the first place. Oh well, I did it, and it's burning and swollen now, so, I've learned.. don't do that again for another long while. It is a bad idea all around and I learned the difficult way. At least now I know. Oh yay! ^_^ I just got permission to spend the night at my boyfriend's house tonight! This ought to be good, I get some real time with him =] and now I don't have to deal with brother-drama or taking the bus tonight or tomorrow morning. Neither of which I am very fond of at all. Anyways, It is time for me to hit the upstairs because the music library here at school is closing down. I just wish that I'd brought along my book, because that would be wonderful to have right about now. A book, some cookies and a thermos full of tea with a comfy place to sit down and a blanket. Not to mention some happy pants (sweats or pj's) along with that every so wonderful mix of items.  Peace, love and all that jazz.