Name.

What is a name?
Something your parents come up with when you come into the world.
How do they pick it?
By looking at you and saying you look like a fill in the blank.
or
Do perhaps they just really like a name that no matter what your like or how you look they are going to give you the name anyways.
Today in math my teacher was trying to memorize all the names of the people in the class, and when he came upon me he asked my name.
I replied 'my name is Courtneyglenn but my friends call me Courtney.'
He said 'You dont look like a Courtney.'
I blankly stared at him.
He replied to my glare with a 'perhaps you could be a Carmen or Kathy, not really a Courtney.'

It got me to thinking. What if I really am not a Courtney. I dont feel like a Courtney, but what does a Courtney feel like? I am so confused right now perhaps I should avoid the name situation and now only be referred to as %. Maybe then life would be easier for people to figure out who I am.

Well in other news, I was soo dehydrated in Math today, well technically yesterday. I sat there for a while and was like wow I could really go for a nice refreshing beverage. I quietly counted my change and had exactly enough for a Soda. When the teacher called break I briskly walked to the Soda machine to quench my thirst. I inserted my money and pressed Sprite, as everyone knows I enjoy the Lemon Lime Sodas. I reach for my soda and what am I surprised to see? Diet Dr. Pepper. For other people who roll that way, another soda would be a delightful surprise, but as for me I was so heartbroken. First off I hate Diet Sodas, I heard once that they cause cancer or something, I mean what doesnt cause cancer these days, but it totally freaked me out. Then Secondly I hate Dr. Pepper. The smell alone makes me want to become a Peppertarian. So that was like a double whammy. Two things I hate in one item. Who markets this stuff, goodness. I did manage to find a bottle of water in my car before I collapsed from a lack of hydration.

Besides that I would like to throw it out that..
I am soo excited for today. I love leap years. I feel that I get to experience this year a little longer. I am eighteen for one more day than I was seventeen, sixteen or fifteen. I totally love it. I feel like the 366th day of the year should be something special. I wonder if anything magical shall come about. One can only dream.

That about it.

<3 CG.

Blue.

Today Kayla, Meagan && I reviewed our Apartment Plans.
We are going to color coordinate our apartment, so nothing is confused.
Kayla is going to be Pink.
Meagan is going to be Green.
&& I am going to be Blue.
Its going to be soo wicked.
We got carried away and already purchased our sheets.
Mine are Blue.
Go Figure..
Love the saying.
Hate the Movie.
Just Thinking out loud, sorry..
We ate Pinkberry again today.
I think their funky style is what gave us the idea.
I cant wait for July!

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Vote.

I am not a Republican.
Yet I respect the president.
I cannot complain about our current economic or political problems,
because I have done nothing to change them.
Until Today [Well technically yesterday.]
I feel so in power.
I registered to Vote.
&& You should too.
Rock the Vote.

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Turkey.

My computer Clock says its 3:58AM.
Our Song By Taylor Swift plays on my itunes.
I never thought this is how it would end.
Its like 46 degrees over my comfort zone.
I am sweating bullets here.
I am down to my skibbies.
I am guessing thats the correct word.
Its as if I am being roasted like a turkey.
Another reason to stay vegetarian.
My mother says I cant mess with the air.
Maybe if I slept outside I would be comfortable.
But I fear the neighborhood cats.
I dont want to be attacked.
I dont know when they ate last.
&& If I Feel like a roasted turkey..
I wonder if thats what they would think I was.
I am not taking that chance.
I will brave the night.


I have a feeling I am gonna be addicted to this Blog thing.

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Pinkberry.

As i rushed to reach Pinkberry before their closing hour, I realized how dull my life was.
This Morning I drove to Hemet to Watch TRL.
Then Home to get ready for work.
Worked from 5-9.
Then got Pinkberry.
Mind you I got the Same thing; Original with Fruity Pebbles, Captain Crunch, && Strawberries.

I reviewed my life and future plans.
This is what I have discovered.
My paychecks right now are minimal.
I work all the time, but it seems every two week I get the same low paycheck.
If i want to move out before I am 19 something is going to need to change.
I already have the floor plan to my apartment set up.
I just need the money for the apartment.
We've decided Burbank.
Its by all the studios.
I am going to get a second Job.
Apparently at the Hilton Reservations.
I am going to school Tuesday and Thursday Mornings.
Work at the restaurant Lunch and Dinner Shifts.
Then work at the Hilton Graveyard.
Just for the next couple of Months.
Til like August.
By then I will have saved enough that I will feel comfortable moving out on my own.
Nervous?
Yes, But I indeed can survive on my own.
I already can cook ramen, remember to feed my fish, and check the mail.
How hard can life on your own be.
I mean if Britney Spears can do it, so can i.
I have faith.
Sorta.

I just hope it will all be worth it in the end.

[Fun Fact: I decided were going to do Pinkberry Sundays. I love new traditions.]

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