Gabrielle's journals

In the middle of the day.
There is something very convenient about dresses and no 'roos being your usual wardrobe. It makes public masturbation very easy.
It was hands down my most fulfilling experience in nature.

In other news I passed my GED test without a sweat and I'm about a week into cosmetology school at Gene Juarez  Academy. 
I've been living life really fully, and realized somehow that my year in Louisiana, though be it a pretty dark time in my life, and not something i necessarily look back on with pride for my attitude/personality and actions, is something I'm very thankful for. Again, it was definitely not my most charming period....I was cold, and harsh and uncaring...but it seems as those attributes were just the layers to my cocoon that i broke out of upon my moving back to Seattle.
       So much about me has changed, and was changing, slowly and delicately, during my stay in the south and now I'm a totally different person than I was before Louisiana. I can't really compare myself as changed from Louisiana because that time was merely a catalyst, not for comparison. Almost as if I were in a coma or something. I mean, i dont think people freshly out of a coma would be like, "hey wow...i was totally lack of humor, sensitivity, caring and conciousness....now look at me...i can..you know..laugh...and ...cry...and...you know...generally be concious!"  That just wouldnt make sense. Although it would make sense to say, because of the coma, i think i've changed in these ways since before the coma. So to apply it to my situation...it would be, Because of Louisiana, i've changed since Chicago.
 


I went overboard with laying that explination out. Sorry guys.


But basically I have survived, and will survive.
I start a new bar tending job after my 21st birthday on the 25th. Its very near my house and very laid back.
I'm excited.

Now everyone, follow my example and go jack it in the park.

I'd fuck me.

I wish i had a picture to show you, but the red hair turned out sort of shit. The ends are too dark and the new growth is too orange.
Im going back to get it re-done. But it really is hot none the less and red hair is sooooo much better than black. Ill get a picture soon, but basically it looks like this: "sexy"

We didnt have to bleach it, just strip it and go. Which was nice.

I start hair school on Monday. theyre making an exception for me and letting me take my GED test the 10th. I am at the library right now and I am going to check out a GED prep book.

"GED For Dummies"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA....hah...hohh....GED.....for....DUMMIES....HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA....jesus.

SO the only thing in my way now, because i WILL pass the hellaciously long GED test, is the $100 enrollment fee for the school due no later than saturday (I am broke), and the $75 it costs to pay for the GED test. Who knows how ill manage to get that. But ill figure it out.

In other news...

Ive decided to stop dating for awhile.

Im getting two jobs. and going to school. Luckily for me the schedule and hours needed for your cosmetology license have been changed. I go to school every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. I am going to kick ass. What a HUGE change from my life in Louisiana.

 

Hey look at me a few days ago.

its me and my sister at her 10 year anniversary party. It was a suprise!


Also, coming soon is pictures of my new strawberry blondey hair.

Silver is funny.

I love her life.

We're going to shoot some sets of her....but i have no computer at the moment so it may be a bit til i can edit stuff.

That also explains why the rest of Leona's sets i shot wont be up anytime soon. She has the bar set i posted with her, so if she already sent that in...:) well...youll see it soon im sure. 
That ALSO explains why i havent been making any journal entries or taking part in the forums.

 

Love you guys.

Gabbles

I am moving in permanently with Silver now. That really cuts down on my scramble for a place to live.
Now I have to find a proper job.

I got a really great stroke of luck with the first place i lived in Louisiana. I paid the deposit on this shit apartment which was something liek $350, and they finally contacted us saying we would be getting it back. And because "we" for Jamie and I doesnt exist anymore, I get it back. Talk about a break when I really need one!

I've been downsizing my friends list on myspace....and I had something like 3008 friends when i started...and now im down to 1882. And im only on the 13th page out of ..now 48. It's going to probably get down to below 1,000...which mean im probably going to know everyone who is on my friends list now, and thats pretty nice.

I found out that the Gene Juarez (hair school) tuition was decreased, and the hours needed for completion are also lower, which is also pretty great.

I also found a pretty nice upright bass online...i finally decided to settle for an eBay bass rather than getting a custom one made. At least for my first one. When I start making money from hairdressing and everything, maybe ill get myself the custom one i've had my heart set on.


Life is good, and on its way to being better.

So here I am, all of a sudden back in Seattle. And single as balls.
Fuck weddings.

It's a pretty sour story to tell as to why I am here, which is why i'll refrain.

But I'm here and I'm here safe thanks to Leona and my old roommate B. And Im safe and have a roof over my head thanks to Silver, and thanks to Silver and Big Dirty I got a kickstart back into a life again.

After unfortunate events, a ticket was bought and i flew home the same day. I'm now looking for a job, but am doing things like babysitting my little brother and cleaning Big Dirty's entire house in my underoos.

I didnt even really know Big Dirty til the other day, and already i feel like that fella is going to be my little buddha guru man.


The most important things are that Im safe, sane, and finally happy.

Im going to the best hair school in the northwest in the fall, and putting my photography and other hobbies (other than upright) aside...buckling down and being seriously responsible.


For those of you who are mad at me for initially leaving:



and for those who will accept me with loving arms, thanks guys....no need to have grumpy faces among all this exposed titty.


Love you little tykes

Gabbles