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Name: Shawna
Country: United States
State: Pennsylvania
Metro: Erie
Birthday: 4/26/1987
Gender: Female


Interests: Reading, Writing, Singing, DevArt, Literature, Movies, Music, Pop Culture, Friends, Blabbing, etc
Expertise: Reading, Writing, Literature, Movies, Character Creation/Development ^_^
Occupation: Student
Industry: Education/Research


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Member Since: 2/12/2005

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Friday, March 24, 2006

All fixed.

I think.


Sunday, March 19, 2006

Currently Listening
Irish Drinking Songs
By Irish Drinking Songs
The Rocky Road to Dublin
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Wow, things are all crazy in my head again and I think I need to sort them out.

It'll all be good once the weather gets clear- my head always clears with the weather.

But for right now, I'm a little muddled and I realize it. That needs to be taken care of. Hopefully once I manages to process my issues and deal with them, I'll be around. Till then?

 

School, work, and the Constantine/Merlione project, I think. I've decided to take a sabbatical from both DevArt and Myspace- I KNOW a sabbatical from Subeta won't work. Anyways, we've undergone another revamp on the Merliones, and now we know quite a bit more about previous generations. Maybe I'll post something up here once I get it done.

Then again, probably not. They ARE a rather messed up bunch. Anne Rice and my own crazy family certainly taught me a thing or two about dysfunctional relationships.

Wow, I'm tired. I spent all Friday night helping Shannon move into her apartment ( 7PM- 3 AM, man) and all day today over at my grandmother's at a big surprise bash for my uncle Ed's 50th birthday party. Eddie = <3.

I'll most likely be sticking around Edinboro this summer to work and scrounge up some money for the down payment on the apartment AND for spending money at War. Plus I'l be getting my license soon, which means car = gas = money = job.

I'mma need one hell of a job to pay for all of that. Maybe I'll work at DialAmerica again- I wonder how much full-time pays if part-time is $7 an hour plus comission bonuses. Hm. Well, if I can't find anything anywhere else, I know I'll be hired back there- they ALWAYS need people. Telemarketing is not a fun job, but then again... it IS a job. And a job is money. You figure... 4-10, six hour shift. $7 x 6 hrs= $42. $42 x 5 days= $210. $210 x approx. 9 wks = $1890. Not counting taxes, of course, but then again, not counting in bonuses, sales commissions, balance transfer commissions, in-office promotions, and possible raises. Not reeeeaaaaally that bad. Plus, I won't have to worry about paying to live somewhere or eating since I'll be staying with family. Nooot bad.

Plus, I can always earn some extra money working for Cecil at the shop on weekends. So, let's say, like, $5 an hour, 11am-5pm shifts- $5 x 6 hrs= 30. 30 x approx 9 wks= $270, not counting the extra money I usually make selling off certain items within the shop, and what I make at Pennsic both working, selling, and occasionally singing. And I won't need to really buy garb this year, so, you figure. I spent probably... oh... let's say about 250 on real clothing for me these past 2 years. That'll be money I won't be forking out this year. Money that can be put towards cool furniture for the apartment, friend-gifting, and those neat little things I always find that I simply cannot live without.

And then I can quit the week before Pennsic with hopefully some change rattling in my pockets, do some apartment-shopping at War, come home from War and move into the apartment, pay the $400 until my refund check from Financial Aid comes in, and find myself a different part-time job to work while going to classes.

By the Goddess, George, I think she's got it. Shawna, for once, has some bit of her life figured out.

No wonder it's so cold, alle helle hath frozen over.

 

<3


Wednesday, February 15, 2006

A few thoughts...

 

 

I won't often be seen around Xanga or Livejournal or any other blog site anymore because... well, to be quite honest, I don't feel there's much about me that needs posting here- it's not that I don't love all of you, but frankly, my subscriptions list has grown so huge that I can't keep track of all of you and I'd really rahter not comment at all than have 20 people IMing me going "well u commented on soso's xanga but u didn leave no comment on mine."

Really, now, children, let's grow up.

Blogs aren't supposed to be a popularity contest, and seemingly, that's what everyone is using them for. "Lyke, OMG, comment or i hate u 4 ever." Fuck that. Personally, I write in mine only when I've got something to say, and that's rarely ever. If I read something you've written, and I've got something to say, I'll comment. If I don't, I won't. So maybe I didn't leave you a comment. Get over it. Did you run around asking people to sign your diary/journal in elementary school? Nah, didn't think so.

Here's another tip. If I'm talking with you and I don't respond right away, don't get excited. I have about the memory of a goldfish online. I keep two people's IMs up at all times- my mother's and someone else's. They deal with me disappearing. It happens. I'm living on a floor with approximately 20ish other girls, not to mention the 6-8 girls from other floors who drop in from time to time. Sometimes I get called to come see something. Sometimes I have to go pick up food. Sometimes someone comes in with a problem and I have to listen. Get over it.

Of course, there's always the possibility that we could be talking/RPing and you've decided to completely forget about my half of the conversation/rp. Which, in that case, I'll ignore you before I tell you you're being completely self-centered. Learn to share the limelight.

 

 

 

Wow. I came home from class and this was still up in a window from last night. Damn. XD I wish I could remember the rest of my rant. Oh well...


Monday, January 30, 2006

Currently Listening
From Under the Cork Tree
By Fall Out Boy
Sophomore Slump or Comeback of the Year
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To all my friends at home... I miss ya. Especially those I haven't talked to in, like... forever?? Especially my guy friends. Missing you all.

 

 

"Sophomore Slump Or Comeback Of The Year"

Are we growing up or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out
Take our tears and put them on ice
Cause I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light


We're the therapists pumping through your speakers
Delivering just what you need
We're well read and poised
We're the best boys
We're the chemists who've found the formula
To make your heart swell and burst
No matter what they say, don't believe a word


Cause I'll keep singing this lie if you'll keep believing it
I'll keep singing this lie
I'll keep singing this lie


Are we growing up or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out
Take our tears and put them on ice
Cause I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light


We're traveled like gypsies
Only with worse luck and far less gold
We're the kids you used to love
But then we grew old
We're the lifers here till the bitter end
Condemned from the start
Ashamed of the way
The songs and the words own the beating of our hearts


Cause I'll keep singing this lie
I'll keep singing this lie

Are we growing up or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out
take our tears and put them on ice
Cause I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light
There's a drug in the thermostat to warm the room up
And there's another around to help us bend your trust
I've got a sunset in my veins
And I need to take a pill to make this town feel okay


The best part of "Believe" is the "Lie",
I hope you sing along and you steal a line
I need to keep you like this in my mind
So give in or just give up
[x2]


Are we growing up or just going down?

Are we growing up or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out
Take our tears and put them on ice
Cause I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light


Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Currently Listening
From Under the Cork Tree
By Fall Out Boy
Sophomore Slump or Comeback of the Year
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The best part of believe is the lie.

 

 



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The seduction game you play is tried, true, and still effective: hard to get.
You know that the best seducers turn the tables - and get their crush to seduce them.
The one running has the power, and you're a challenge that is worth the chase.

You are a master of enticing and pulling back. Giving a little and taking some away.
You are controlled enough to know rewards come after a long seduction dance.
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You're style is the perfect mix of hot and cold - so much so that you have many suitors.
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