Thoughts...


Wish I had concentrated, they said love was complicated but it's something I just fell into..Can't believe you made me sit at home, cry like a baby, wait right by the phone every night...and you come away with a great little story of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you...But he leaves you out like a penny in the rain cause it's not his price to pay...letting go and no one knows..I got you down, I know you by heart and you don't even know where I start..I'll leave my window open just know I'm right here hoping that you'll come in with the rain..

Sometimes I think of you late at night, I wanna be somewhere, where you are. You're here, your eyes are looking into mine so baby make me fly..All I think about is how to make you think of me..I just wanna show you, she don't even know you, she's never gonna love you like I want to, you just see right through me but if you only knew me, we could be a beautiful, miracle, unbelievable, instead I'm just invisible...She's got everything I have to live without..I can't even see anyone when he's with me, I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night? He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do..the only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star..

When he smiles it's like the radio..does he know? Will he ever know? He finds another way to be the highlight of my day..It's hard to make a conversation when he's taking my breath away..If you and I are a story that never gets told..if what you are is a daydream I never get to hold, at least you know...You're beautiful, every little piece love...I don't think it every crossed his mind that I know all his favourite songs..Shouldn't I right your wrong? Doesn't' he know that I had him memorized for so long? He stands there, then walks away, my God if I could only say, I 'm holding every breathe for you...if you asked me if I love him, I'd lie.

"Accidentally in Love.."

The new love of my life by my lovely <3

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"Annyoung"

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I work for a medical company that outsources our billing to India. I received a call yesterday from a patient who needed to update her insurance information. She was told to call our billing company and she claimed that she did but wanted to speak to someone else. These calls, of course, end up at my desk. So I pick up the phone and she has a really thick accent, almost too difficult to understand. She explains her situation-of needing to update her information. I asked why our Billing office didn't take care of her issue when she called them. Reply:

Patient: I just didn't want to talk to them foreigners. I don't feel comfortable giving my information out to foreigners.

Okay, Really lady?? You sound as if you, yourself, are in fact, foreign. She could have just stepped off a boat from Columbia and you are telling me foreigners don't feel comfortable giving information to foreigners??

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"I Hope You Choke on Those Words That Kiss That Bottle"

Have you ever noticed that when someone you don't normally speak to, or necessarily even like, needs something they start out with the age old compliment. Why does this happen and more importantly does it work on other people because, I gotta say, I loathe this.

I am fairly forward and have a black and white attitude/personality. It is what it is, call a spade a spade sort of gal. You don't like me? Well, thats great, I could give a..so lets just not talk. Who wants to talk and worse, suck up to someone you don't get on with well? Certainly not me. I come from the school of thought of: If you make me want to vomit repeatedly and I make you want to poke things in your eye we should just avoid each other. No feelings are hurt here by doing this. In fact, I find this quite an admirable quality to possess. Two mutual adults coming to an understanding that they can't stand to be in each others presence therefore they avoid each other is a beautiful thing! Severley underrated in my humble opinion.

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To paint this picture with some colours I will throw in a little story of today. There is a lady at work who is incredibly miserable and hateful to most everyone. I had always been quite fond of this lady because she possessed similar qualities to myself: hateful, bitter, just didn't want to be bothered. I found out shortly after our courtship that she was saying hateful and bitter things about me. That I always acted smarter than everyone, that I thought I was better than everyone because I was friendly with the owner of the company we work for. Every is entitled to their opinon and it was obvious that this lady wasn't going to change her idea of me, regardless of rhyme or reason. People like this, I don't need. Who needs them?? Yes, I am smart and I will admit that, I am friendly with the owner of this company because at the time we were in talks of setting me up to do some IT for the company lab and I take extreme pride in my job and my abilities to perform my job. If this rubs you the wrong way because you are lazy and miserable..then so be it. From that day forward I developed an understanding with this lady that we were just not going to be friends. It wasn't in the cards.

From time to time, when she needs help with her computer or printer (go fig!) she will come to my desk and start with idle chit chat-which is another pet peeve of mine-I will save that one for another blog. She then says: "Oh, I am so glad you are computer smart, it really pays to be the smart one around here". Okay, lady, I have heard the old saying Flattery gets you everywhere with me, but that rule does not apply to me. I find it disgusting. Lets just be frank with each other shall we? I am not fond of you, you are not fond of me, you possess a skill that I need to utilize, your job is to provide that skill to me free of charge, so hey, can you come fix my computer?

Cut the -oh-i-love-you-when-i-need-something- attitude. I prefer the no-fuss-no-muss attitude. A spade a spade folks...A spade is a spade.

*BLOG TITLE TAKEN FROM TELL MICK HE JUST MADE MY LIST BY FALL OUT BOY

"..When You Go I'll Let You Be.."

Greetings and Salutations!
I had a blogger account for about a year and I recently closed it. I wanted to start a new chapter with no obligations or expectations. What a life! No obligations or expectations! I love it.

So to be forward and honest I will say that this site: The Winter of Our Discontent will be a blog of my daily thoughts and bitter encounters. My name is Negative Nelly so be prepared for bitterness from time to time. I find that I am easily annoyed and I like to have a place to come and reflect on these situations. Blogger has always been a nice outlet for that.



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Now that we have that cleared up I will list some key elements about myself. I am 27 years of age, married with NO kids and no intentions of having them. I have a BA in Psychology but am currently in Accounting at a Medical Facility. (Accounting by default equates bitterness). This makes a lot of sense doesn't it?

I am in complete and total love with Jim Adkins. I think he hangs the moon and is a lyrical genius. Jim is the frontman of Jimmy Eat World, of which, I am a number one superfan for years!

I love art in general and feel most comfortable when in its elements. I LOVE music and am always listening to something. I play the guitar and lend my writing and vox to a local band from time to time. I love writing music, singing and playing guitar. I relate everything in life or happenings to a song lyric. My life is one big song! In fact, you will notice that the majority of my blog titles will be an excerpt line from a song. I will identify all songs at the end of each post, in case you are wondering.

I am always reading a book or writing something, I love character novels and independent films. I also love to craft. I am most at home when I am being creative.

I think these are the main elements that make me, me. I have officially been summed up!




*BLOG TITLE TAKEN FROM POLARIS BY JIMMY EAT WORLD

 
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