Wow, its been a decade and a day since I have posted anything even remotely close to this blog. I usually myspace it. But I'm usuing the library computer and they blocked it out. So, I guess mindsay is my red headed step child blog, isn't it?

_{April's Mindsay Blog: I feel so used!}

Strange and curious things have been occuring around me lately. I am currently still desperately searching for an apartment. Time is running out. I'm panicking. My Dad's helping. Thank God for him, seriously.

Planning a trip to Virginia this weekend. Its a long story. And its a long story I'm going to tell. Sit tight, folks.

So I get a call on Friday night. My ol' buddy Josh is coming up for the weekend, and brought a couple of his buddies. I was busy Friday night,with work and a prior engagement, so I declined to hang out, but I rescheduled for Saturday night. Saturday night I worked, and then I went back to my apartment and gave Josh a ring. He said he'd be around to pick me up at 10:30.

So he came to pick me up, two cars deep. The cars were both packed. I didn't see who was in the second car, a red honda. I was told we were going to Twin Pines Diner for a nack. I as a little wary (as the last time I ate there I found a napkin in my salad. No joke.), but I went along with it. When we got there we parked and I went up to the steps (were there was an overhang to sheild my delicateness from the rain.) and Josh and I enjoyed a cigarette and talked. I see from the corner of my eye a couple of guys running up the steps. I get the impression that they are friends of Josh's, and probably the occupants of the second car. Before I have a time to look, they disapear inside. I turned to Josh and said "I guess someone had a little too much to drink already... Someone should tell them not to break the seal."

So as I am still enjoying my little dose of vitamin N with Josh, the two guys come out from the diner. One of them turns to Josh and inquires who I am. Josh tells him and then his friend looks at me and says "This is April? Wow!"

He then introduces himself as Steve O. At this point I actually get a good look at him. I beleive my inner monologue was saying something to the effect of "holy shit."

Ever hear the term "drop dead gorgeous"? I bet you think that its just a metaphor for someone who is relativley attractive. Wrong. 90 % of anyone who ever says this in reference to someone is exaggerating. 90% of the time I'VE said it, i've been exaggerating.

But, when I say that this boy is 100% drop dead gorgeous, I am going against the 90% of the time I've been exaggerating and slipping into the 10% of the time when the statement is actually true. I looked at him, and for split second I actually felt as though my life was dislodging itself momentarily from my body. THAT'S how amazing this guy is.

And get this, he has a brain! When he opened his mouth, it was like music was pouring straight out of it. Speaking of music, we agree on just about every musical group out there. He even showed me a few I had never heard of!

And I kissed him. Of course, I was pretty ....ing sneaky about it, but hey... I couldn't make my intentions known to obviously, that would be simply un-female. No, I had to dance around it. I even had to kiss Casey and another girl like... 10 times lol. Spin the bottle is a game that needs to be slain, but it served its purpose. Eventually everyone left. Except Steve O and his friend Dan who had passed out in the living room. I suggested that Steve and I watch TV in my room. It was nearly 4 a.m.

So we did. We watched T.V. for like an hour. That's it. Just watching. And laughing. And talking. And watching. He was barely even touching me. I was starting to think he didn't like me. I just kept laying there thinking "What the hell? Make with the kissing already!" But nothing, for seemingly hours.

Somewhere near dawn, the kissing finally commenced. I was releived. And thouroughly enjoying myself and his company. At 6:30 we decided to go for coffee. We ended up at Brueggers. We talked, sipped, laughed. I was thinking where to bring him next.

We went for a drive to the top of East Rock. The veiw from there is amazing. We went back to my place after and crashed. We woke up around noon. We got Lawson ( a.k.a.- the guy passed out in my living room) And went to meet up with Josh.

We had a great day together, mall hopping, beach going, pizza eating, the like. The whole time I'm sitting here thinking to myself  "This is ridiculous. He lives in Virginia. You'll never see him. He lives in Virginia!"

Its amazing how little I listen to myself. At ten thirty that night they dropped me off home and left for their return trip to Virginia. I kissed Steve goodbye and crossed the street. I could feel my heart wrenching with every step I took away from the car. He made me promise I would come down to visit him soon.

So, in short. I am now planning a trip to Virginia. I leave on friday.

I'm stoked. He's right, tjoo. We'll take Virginia by storm

~*ApES*~

1. When showering, do you start the water and then get in or get in and start the water?  Start the water and then get in.  I hate cold water. I like to let it get al steamy  
2. Do you read the labels on your shampoo bottle? Er... um... no.. maybe.
3. Do you moan in the shower like the people on the Herbal Essence commercial? YOU KNOW IT BABY.
4. Have you ever showered with someone of the opposite sex? Yes, but we weren't veryinterested in soap or anything like that... so I must agree, not the best cleaning strategy.
5. Have you ever been forced to shower with one of your siblings? me and my sister used tot ake baths together, when we were like... 2 and 4.
6. Have you ever brushed your teeth in the shower? Why in good heavens would I do something like that??
7. Have you ever dropped your soap on your foot? I drop everything.
8. How old do you look? It varies. Eitehr people think i'm fourteen, or they think i'm 25. Never do they guess 18 though.
9. How old do you act? Depends.
10. What's the last song you sang? Coldplay - A Rush Of Blood to the Head.

11 Does every family have a crazy uncle or is it just mine? I have a drunk Uncle.

12. Have you ever smuggled something into America? Erm... does a vibrator count

13. Does playing the guitar make a girl/guy more attractive? **drool**
14. Do you live in a city with a good sports team? HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
15. Have you ever finished off the popcorn and ate the junk from the bottom of the bag? As in... butter? I usually tear the paper and lick it for the butter

16. Have you ever had sex in a tent? Where haven't I fornicated, honestly?
17. What about in a boat? Beleive it or not.
18. Have you ever dated a Goth? Yes.
20. Can you fix your own car? I don't have a car. And if I did, no.
21. Would you kill George W. Bush yourself if you were GUARANTEED to get away with it? Kill is a strong word.
22. Should guys wear pink? No. End of story. No. Then again, I don't thinki anyone should where pink.
23. Do you snore?   Nope.
24.  Are you a lover or a fighter?  Lover. All the way.

25.  What’s your worst fear?  The sun exploding. Seriously.
26.  As a kid, were you a lego maniac?  OMG YEAH!
27.  What do you think of ‘reality’ tv?  I DONT CARE WHO HULK HOGAN'S DAUGHTER IS!!!
28.  Do you chew on straws?  yes.
29.  Were you a cute baby?  as a button!
30.  How is the single life for you?  Single? Who's single? Certainly not me.
31.  What color is your keyboard?  Silver.
32.  Do you sing in the shower?  I sing everywhere.
33.  Have you ever bungee jumped?  Not yet, but I will some day.
34.  Any secret talents?  Secret... talents? Hmm.. I dunno... maybe a few
35.  What’s your ideal vacation spot? Figi.

36.  Is Jay Leno funny?  I dunno, never actually watched him.
37.  Can you swim?  Yes. I love it.
38.  Have you seen the movie ‘Donnie Darko?’  Actually no, I haven't.
39.  Do you care about the ozone?  Not as much as I should.
40.  How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop?  Depends how long you lick it before you decide its time for a bite....

41.  Can you say the alphabet backwards?  The alphabet backwards. There, I said it.
42.  Where did this question go? The bermuda triangle!
43.  Are you an only child?  I wish.
44.  Do you prefer a manual or electric pencil sharpener?  Electric.

45.  What’s your stand on hunting?  I hate the idea of it.

46.  Do you like your handwriting?  No. Its like a guys. Or a psychotic person.
47.  What are you allergic to?  Bees and peanuts.
48.  When was the last time you said ‘I love you’?  Last night, to Chris.
49.  Is Elvis still alive?  Who's elvis?? JUST KIDDING DON'T KILL ME!
50.  Do you cry at weddings?  I cried at my dad's.
51.  How do you like your eggs?  Scrambled

52.  Are blondes dumb?  HEY! I RESEMBLE THAT REMARK!
53.  What time is it?  8:32 in the morning.
54.  Do you have a nickname?  SO MANY. Um... Apes, Apies, Prilly, Red, Little Red, Queenie, Sparki, Sauce.
55.  Is McDonald’s disgusting?  Yes, and I know because I work there.
56.  When was the last time you were in a car?  This morning when my mom drove me to school.
57.  Do you prefer baths or showers?  Both.  Baths for relaxing and getting warm and showers for getting clean.
58.  Are you afraid of the dark?  Yes.
59.  What are you addicted to?  Sex. And Candy. yeah.
60.  Crunchy or creamy peanut butter?  Neither, seeing as I do not want to die.
61.  Can you crack your neck?  YEveryone can, some just choose not to. Like me. GROSS SOUND!
62.  Have you ever ridden in an ambulance?  Yes. twice.
63.  How many times have you brushed your teeth today?  Once.  
64.  Is drug free the way to be?  Ha. Oh, you were serious...
65.  Are you a heavy sleeper?  Yes, I sleep like the dead.

66.  What color are your eyes?  green n' brown at the middle.
67.  Last inside joke?  Heh... Tiger. 
68.  Do you like your life?  Its alright now.
69.  What’s better, yes or no?  Depends on the question. Would I like to screw Johnny Dep? Why yes I would. Would I like to screw Margret Thatcher? No I would not.
70.  Are you psychic?  I have a sixth sense about bad stuff.
71.  Have you read ‘catcher in the rye’?  Yes.  I'm still trying to reproduce the lost brain cells.
72.  Do you play any instruments?  I sing.
73.  Have you ever stolen anything?  Been arrested for shoplifting when I was 14. Never did it again.
74.  Can you snowboard?  Not yet.
75.  Do you like camping?  Yeah, I love it.
76.  Do you snort when you laugh?  Nope.
77.  Do you believe in magic?  Yes.
78.  Are dogs man’s best friend?  Cats all the way. I don't know what I would do with Ron and Saki. 
79.  Do you believe in divorce?  Yes.
80.  Can you do the moonwalk?  A little.
81.  Do you make a lot of mistakes?  All the time.
82.  Is it cold outside today? A little.
83.  What’s the last thing you ate?  Pizza for breakfast!!
84.  Do you wear nail polish?  I am right now, but not usually. When I've got a hot date.
85.  What’s the most annoying tv commercial? The one with that damn Gecko.

86.  Do you shop at American Eagle?  Never. I would rather jam this pencil in my eye.
87.  Do ‘they’ say I love you in front of ‘their’ friends?  ..... WHAT?
88.  What’s the weirdest place you’ve done something sexual?  A public restroom. Or a rock on the middle of the woods.
89.  What color are your underwear? Pink and white. I hate pink, but its laundry day.
90.  What are you going to do with the rest of your day?  I cannot disclose this information. Lets just say I will be having a friend over.

I don't really know what to do right now. It seems that just when things looked like they were just getting to a place that would be perfect... fate takes a sharp pin to my lovely little bubble. And now, here I am, staring reality in the face, that I have been living in a bubble the last 5 months, refusing to see the problem that Chris obviously has.

He's an alcoholic. That's right, I said it. And I refuse to do that again, I refuse to put myself in that position again. It was hell for me the last time, and for the last 18 years of my life. What is it with me and drinkers? Why is this the only demographic I attract? 18-24 yr old addicts? Do you have to be cracked out to find me attractive??

I watched my father tear apart my family with a bottle of Jack and a kilo. I watched my life filter down the drain like the blood from my face when I was woken up at three in the morning on Christmas Day to my mother telling me that my father crashed his car and was in the hospital. I will never forget the look on that Woman's face when she looked at me, as she was lying in that hospital bed. (It wasn't my fault! I wasn't driving! I wasn't drunk and high and behind the wheel of that car! Maybe if I was a better daughter.. maybe if I tried a little harder Daddy wouldn't blow lines he dashboard. Maybe he wouldn't drink.)

I'm sorry. I'm digressing. The point is that I will not let history repeat itself with me.

~*APES*~

I have kissed someone:

on the cheek.
on the lips.
on their hands or fingers.
in my room.
in their room.
of the same sex.

of the opposite sex.
younger than me.
older than me.
with jet black hair.
with curly hair.
with blonde hair & blue eyes.
with flaming red hair.
with straight hair.
smaller/shorter than me.
bigger/taller than me.
with a lip ring.
who was drunk.
who was high.
who I had just met.
who was homosexual.

who I didn't really want to kiss.
on a holiday.
who was going out with someone close to me

who had been/is in jail. 
in a graveyard.
at a show/concert.
at a club.
at the beach.
in a pool, jacuzzi, or some type of water.
who was legally too young/old for me to have sex with.
with dyed hair. 
with a shaved head.
who was/is my good friend.
who was/is in a band.
who has tattoos.
who is of a completely different race than me.
in the rain.
in another continent besides where I was born.
with an accent.
on a boat.
in a car/taxi/bus.
on a plane.
at the circus/carnival.
with a missing body part. (does a finger count?)
in the movies.
eskimo style

36 out of 47! I think I'M the kissing slut here!