I really wanted to go to the Oakland Cemetery tonight for their Annual Halloween Tours. Oakland Cemetery is one of the oldest cemeteries in Atlanta and is known for all of the famous people buried there. They have this restaurant across the street called Six Feet Under, www.sixfeetunderatlanta.com, which also happens to be my favorite t.v. show ever! So I thought that would have been fun, but all the tickets sold out because I waited too long. They offer tours during the day, so I think I will go to one of those, it just won’t be as fun in the daytime.
For Halloween though, I want to go on a ghost tour of Roswell. They say it is the most haunted parts of Atlanta.
1 year ago
I think I have finally figured out why I can’t seem to shake the blues lately in Atlanta. I think one of the main reasons might be because I wake up at 5 in the morning, drive bumper to bumper for an hour to work. Sit at my desk, bored usually, for 9 hours and then return to my car and drive bumper to bumper for an hour and a half. Usually, I am lucky to get home by 6:30 – that is if I leave on time. When I get home though, I eat and then I so wiped out I hit the sack at about 9 – 10 and repeat.
Well yesterday, I decided to spice it up a little bit. While living in Augusta, I would always take different ways home, school, or work – just to have something different to look at. However, in Atlanta I do not really have this option, but yesterday I did try. I thought I would take Bankhead HWY (78) home, since it basically runs from the middle of Atlanta to Chapel Hill Road (close to home). However, I was not aware of the fact that in Atlanta streets can instantly change into another street and you will not be aware of it unless a) you know the area or b) until you are completely lost. Well, yesterday I got completely lost. I have a map to show exactly what happened. Somehow, as if by fate, I ended up in the exact place I got off 85/75, which is good because after driving through Bankhead and Hollywood Rd I am not sure if I could actually take any more of the hood. It was pretty bad, probably the worst ghettos I have seen in all the places I have been in the U.S. – it is Atlanta, so I am not that surprised.
1 year ago
However, when I was actually on Bankhead HWY, I passed this like gas station/grocery store place called “Pic n’ Pay”. I was so excited!!! When we went to South Africa, one of the first things we did was try to find a grocery store. Well, the grocery store was in the mall. So Michelle and I went up to one of the security guards and asked where the grocery store was. The guard did seem to understand what we meant. Michelle and I began to describe a grocery store: a place where you can go buy food and other items etc. And then the guard say “Oh, the Pic n’ Pay. Where you pick and then you pay.” Personally, I thought that made much more sense. So when I drove by the Pic n’ Pay on Bankhead, I was super excited to have that reminder. I also think from now on I will adopt that as my word in lieu of grocery store.
1 year ago
I think I am going to downgrade my facebook and myspace.
1 year ago
I don’t know where to begin, actually. Life kind of sucks right now. I am back in Augusta for a friend’s wedding and to get my braces off on Monday. Every time I come back to Augusta, I have strange emotions. Some things are so familiar it is like I never left and other things are so different that I feel left out.
Last night I went out with Chenille and Anjie. Chenille and I were still recovering from Friday night, from which both of us had a crazy time and did not get the correct amount of sleep to make up for it. Anjie on the other hand was ready to party. However, downtown was dead.
I woke up this morning in Chenille’s bed. I left before anyone else had woken up. I went back to my mom’s house - who is still not here after 2 weeks of boyfriend heaven. I haven’t even taken a shower. Pretty nasty.
I wanted to write in my diary, but the idea of the work involved with writing something else just seems to be too much. I decided instead to just write everything out here.
The best advice of 2008:
- “Your friends are your best therapy” - Tara
- “You think too much” - My boss
- “Let go of your grudges. What you think they think is not true. That is what YOU think” - My brother.
I feel so lost right now. I live in Atlanta but haven’t even gone out. I don’t have any friends up there. If I wasn’t in Augusta then I would be doing nothing. But then, here I am in Augusta, and I just feel left out. It is like I don’t really belong anywhere. I think I should move out of my Dads. I will set a goal for sometime in Decemeber. I think I should be able to do it by then. I don’t know what to do really. There is this whole other person I want to be and I am not sure how to make that happen.
But taking in the advice that I was given. I am going to try to stop thinking as much, and let go of holding on to crazy people drama. I took this test at work the other day about relationship attachment. Yeah, it said that I was “preoccupied”.
http://www.authentichappiness.sas.upenn.edu/Default.aspx
So even though I work at least 10 hours day, my little brain finds the time to think about whatever over and over again and until it does not make any sense and I feel completely confused about who I am and how I feel. PUKE!
1 year ago
