Pandadventures

Feeling down

2007-03-30T06:33:14Z

I have been thinking allot lately about my life and all the crap I have been through the past year. 2006 went as so.. March broke my arm had surgery and found out I was pregnant, May the dog I have had for 15 years dies,August my Mom dies 6days later my grandma dies,September I find out I have gestational diabetes, October car falls on Johns leg, November I give birth,December my 2 week old baby gets admitted to the hospital 2007 February we lost our state income tax check "still don't have it" March my Aunt dies and our fucking car gets stolen. When is this shit going to stop I really dont know how much more I can take. I havent been this depressed in a long time and it is kinda scary I dont like crying or being short with people especially my kids, I need to do something to mellow the fuck out.

It's been a while

2007-03-03T23:13:49Z

So I am just sitting around the house bored as hell and decided why not update this thing. Lets see since my last post I have broke my arm had surgery got pregnant and I now have a three month old daughter named Phoebe. I am still working at Sugers who would of thought that I could love working at some back alley strip joint, but it is very fun. We have gotten some new dancers that are really cute and I am making good money. I guess thats all I really have to say. Later Yall

I havent updated in a while

2006-01-30T00:01:31Z

I have been DJ'ing for a while now. I thought it was going to be fun, but it kind of sucks. It is pretty boring really and kind of lonely even. Working the lights is fun though I cant complain too much I do get to sit on my ass and play music all night, the girls get mad at me sometimes because I wont let them dance to certain things like when they have been dancing to allot of Tool I have to cut them off unless there is some die hard fans in the club. I am not allowed to play one genre of music all night I am supposed to keep an eye on the crowd to see what kind of music I should play cause if it is a room full of thugs they aren’t likely to tip to Zombie or Pantera so whether or not the dancers like it I have to make them dance to rap and that is where things can get ugly, but like I was told during training if the girls don’t make money I don’t make money. The DJ gets tipped 10% of what each of the dancers make so my goal is to make them money which in turn makes me and the club money I don’t like all that responsibility, I was told "YOU ARE THE PARTY COORDINATOR" what kind of cheesy shit is that.

I did it...Lo hice...Hooray

2005-12-04T08:53:11Z

I went in to work tonight thinking that I was going to watch the dj some more before I had to check in. So then my boos tells me to go to the dj booth and wait for the dj,when she gets up there she tells me I am going to be running sound and introducing the girls...I almost shit myself my hands got sweaty and mt heart started to pound , but I did it for a whole hour and a half and every thing went ok. I still have alot to learn before they will send me out on my own or officially hire me for that matter. I am scheduled for 8:00 on monday to dj I had better be getting paid, I didnt get paid for tonight and thats fine but they told me to come in Monday so thats a different story.
By the way if I get this job some of you had better come up and check me out some night...

I am nervous as hell

2005-12-02T09:14:48Z

I applied for the DJ job at my work and they want me to come in tomorrow and DJ with the person I am going to replace. I am about to crap myself. I hope I don’t fuck up to bad "or at all would be nice". I have always had a fear of public speaking, but I really want this job, it sounds like so much fun. I would get to talk shit to people over a mic, drink beer, pick music I like, and did I mention the whole sit on my ass part. I would be getting tipped out 10% of each of the dancers earnings at the end of the night and get paid more by the hour... I really want to do it but I can already feel the irritable bowl syndrome kicking in. Wish me luck. Oh and by the way if I do get the job I will be asking a few of you to recommend me some good shit for the girls to dance to or maybe even burn me some stuff you’ve got.

Picture from Halloween

2005-11-08T01:31:05Z

I am sure you heard about this guy from John

See...Screw all of you I'm not a slut

2005-11-02T08:54:16Z

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a quiz about me...

2005-10-28T08:42:22Z

http://Amandapanda77.friendtest.com.

Look it says I was a Panda in my past life...Duh

2005-10-17T13:49:23Z

Your Animal Personality

Your Power Animal: Deer

Animal You Were in a Past Life: Panda

You are a fun-seeker - an adventurous, risk-taker.
While you are spontaneous, you are not very rational.

The Animal Personality Test

amandapanda7 @ 2005-09-28T03:11:00

2005-09-28T08:13:34Z

You are a
Social Liberal
(65% permissive)

and an...
Economic Liberal
(38% permissive)

You are best described as a:

Democrat

Link: The Politics Test on Ok Cupid
Also: The OkCupid Dating Persona Test

amandapanda7 @ 2005-09-28T02:39:00

2005-09-28T07:54:00Z

So I have recently started working at Sugers an it has made me want to stop drinking "just a little". I dont know how many times a night I have to tell the same people over and over again that I am married or every time I bring back a beer they want to know how much I have to smile and say that will be 2.50 "the same price it was for the last 5 you fucking moron" My favorite question is why arent you dancing? I usually dont answer I just smile and walk away, I smile so much in a night my cheeks hurt when I get home.I do like having some power over people though, I get to have people thrown out and cut off its fun stuff. I am going to say one more thing that I think that every pizza driver or waiters and waitresses can agree on and that is FUCKING TIP I make 2.25 an hour fuckers...

amandapanda7 @ 2005-09-19T13:26:00

2005-09-19T18:47:45Z

Today has to be the worst day I have had in a long time. It started off with the alarm at 6:50 after 3 and a half hours sleep I got up packed Brent's lunch and took him to school then I came home and woke John up to ask him if he would go to the store and grab Emma and I something to eat and some cigarettes before he went to work, he said maybe... Then he gets up 20 minutes later and I ask him again he says he doesn’t have time and says he doesn’t remember me asking him that but he left me 5 dollars so I could walk up to the store later. I then realize that I left the stroller in the car yesterday when we went to the fair so I decide to ask Jimmy if I could buy a pack from him I already owed him for one pack so I told him to keep the 5 and I would give him a couple more dollars when John got home, he told me no took the 5 dollars and gave me 5 cigarettes then left. I call my mom to see if she has deposited the money in my account from the insurance company so I could at least order food "I am really tired of Ramen noodles" and find out that my Grandma which is in a nursing home at the moment since the house caught fire has stopped breathing and was rushed to the hospital and put on a ventilator. I went to lay down thinking that I should probably rest incase something happens and my mom needs me and Emma would not go to sleep so about an hour later I call my mom back and find out that my uncle is not going to make it "that’s right MY UNCLE" and they don’t know if my grandma will either. My mom decides to leave her mother at the hospital because they say her vitals are stable so that she can be with her dying brother. I tell my mom that I will be there ASAP and to tell Uncle Johnny that I love him incase I don’t make it up there in time. By the time I call John and tell him I need to leave really soon and get the chance to call my mom back my Uncle had died. So now I am sitting here with no sleep starving with a dead Uncle and Grandma in ICU and I have to be to the school to pick up Brent an hour I am hoping that John gets here soon so I don’t have to take Emma up there without a stroller. I still don’t know how I am going to explain this to Brent...

amandapanda7 @ 2005-08-18T13:41:00

2005-08-18T18:41:58Z

I went to see Green Day last night with John and Rachel and we had really shitty seats so Rachel and I decided to go on a quest to find better ones. John decided to stay where we were, which was a mistake because we ended up in some of the best seats there. Turns out we were sitting behind the singer "Billie Joe Armstrong’s" family, we were kinda of surprised when he announced that his mother is from Oklahoma and that she was there. So Rachel and I met his Mom a couple of his Aunts and cousins, talked to them after the show for a minute they were really nice I told his mother that her son was awesome and really sexy "she laughed”. The show was great they pulled three kids out of the audience and taught them some cords and had them play while he sung it was really funny. I guess that is all I have to talk about so have a good day all.

You smell like old people, and soap.....I like it!!

2005-08-09T00:28:57Z

I have been at my new job now for about a month and today was my first day to go out on my own . I like it so much better than having to do twice the rooms because I had to do the third floor as well as mine since I had to be with somebody for training. Now I have the first floor all to myslef it is so nice. Except if someone shits in the floor I have to clean it up by myself, and they do shit and piss in the floor "frequently". I am kinda worried about walking in and finding someone dead since they are ancient. The youngest is in their 70's and the oldest is 103. It is bound to happen if I work there for a lengthy period, I just know it will crush me because I am already getting attached to some of the residents.

This is one of our residents Frieda Bambas "atleast thats what google says I dont know the woman she might not even be alive by now this picture was taken in 2oo3 for the paper".
Now I have to go in tommorow and find out about her hopefully shes alive.

Birthday Burn

2005-07-18T17:03:55Z

So yesterday was my Birthday and I had a pretty good time. I went to White Water and got burnt pretty bad. We got babysitters for the kids so I could be a kid myself. I had lots of fun I went with 5 other people and I rode everything but the Acapulco cliff dive and the mega wedgie, those sort of slides don’t appeal to me I don’t like being dropped from 200 hundred feet going straight down with my swim suit going in all my naughty bits.
I called in to work today, I feel like ass. Anyways I will leave you alone now I have to go to countless banks to see who will let me start a checking account with little to no money, my jobs has a required direct deposit policy and I am not on the account John opened for "us" so I am going to start my own and hold on to the damn debit card with all my might "like John does". Anyways have a good day all.

I got a Job

2005-07-06T19:50:47Z

I am going to be a housekeeper at Rivermont. Cleaning up piss shit and drool YAY. I am actually excited though I need work and best of all it is during the day. So now I can spend time with my kids at night and hopefully the weekends.

amandapanda7 @ 2005-07-05T13:03:00

2005-07-05T18:03:25Z

Part Expert Kisser

You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantity
You've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks off
And you're adaptable, giving each partner what they crave
When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable

Part Playful Kisser

Kissing is a huge game for you, a way to flirt and play
You're the first one to suggest playing spin the bottle at a party
Or you'll go for the wild kiss during a game of truth or dare
And you're up for kissing any sexy stranger if the mood is right!

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

amandapanda7 @ 2005-06-25T02:26:00

2005-06-25T07:28:30Z

I went with my brother and Dennis to see Land of the dead tonight and thought it was awesome. Lots of gore and the zombies were actually were smarter and almost had feelings for one another. I would really recommend seeing it if you like horror movies "especially if you like blood and guts"

why didnt I have a bus driver like that?

2005-06-15T18:16:32Z

Today was Brents first day to ride the bus to school (I have been driving him to school for the first week)
so I walk him on to the bus and they are listening to Holla Back Girl and I dont mean on a crappy radio this thing had bass and all. I was like what the hell? All my bus had was the boom box that some one brought and it always sounded like shit and the driver would always tell us to turn it down :( Oh yeah the bus had seat belts :) that made me feel better about sending my son off with some lady I dont really know but what I thought was weird is there was only 1 seat belt per seat? Oh well I made sure he got one.

Kinda cheesy but they made me feel good

2005-06-14T05:20:55Z

I found these and thought they were cute and had to share them with all the LJ mommies

Housework Can Wait

Come in, but don't expect to find
All dishes done, all floors shine.
Observe the crumbs and toys galore.
The smudgy prints upon the door.
The little ones we shelter here
Don't thrive on a spotless atmosphere.
They're more inclined to disarray
And carefree even messy play.
Their needs are great, their patience small.
All day I'm at their beck and call.
It's Mommy come! Mommy see!
Wiggly worms and red scraped knee.
Painted pictures, blocks piled high.
My floors unshined, the days go by.
Some future day they'll flee this nest,
And I at last will have a rest!
Now you tell me which matters more,
A happy child or a polished floor?

...Author Unknown
For All Mothers

This is for all the mothers who froze their buns off on metal bleachers at soccer games instead of watching from cars, so that when their kids asked, "Did you see my goal?" They could say, "Of course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world," and mean it.

This is for all the mothers who have sat up all night with sick children in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Meyer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying, "It's OK honey, Mommy's here."

This is for all the mothers of Kosovo who fled in the night and can't find their children. This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see and for the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.

For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes and for all the mothers who don't.

What makes a good mother anyway? Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips? The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time? Or is it heart? Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time?

The jolt that takes you from sleeping to dread, from bed to crib at 2 a.m. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?

Is it the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a school shooting, a fire, a car accident, a baby dying?

I think so.

So this is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained all about making babies. And for all the mothers who wanted to but just couldn't.

This is for reading "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year. And then reading it again, "Just one more time".

This is for all the mothers who mess up. Who yell at their kids in grocery store and swat them in despair and stomp their feet like a tired two year old who wants ice cream before dinner.

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their shoelaces before they started to school and for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.

For all the mothers who bite there lips (sometimes until they bleed) when their 14 year olds dyed their hair green.

This is for all the mothers who lock themselves in the bathroom when babies keep crying and won't stop.

This is for all mothers who show at work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in their purse.

This is for mothers who teach their sons to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.

This is for all mothers whose heads turn automatically when a little voice calls "Mom?" in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring are at home or are grown.

This is for mothers who put pinwheels and teddy bears on their children's graves.

This is for all the mothers whose children have gone astray and who can't find words to reach them.

This is for all the mothers who sent their child to school with a stomach ache, assuring that they would be just FINE once they got there, only to get a call from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick them up right away.

This is for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation. And mature mothers learning to let go.

For working moms and stay-at-home moms. Single mothers and married mothers.

Mothers with money and mothers without.

This is for you, so hang in there. The world would be a terrible place without the love of mothers everywhere. You make it a more civil, caring and safe place for the precious children in our world.

...Author UnFor All Mothers

This is for all the mothers who froze their buns off on metal bleachers at soccer games instead of watching from cars, so that when their kids asked, "Did you see my goal?" They could say, "Of course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world," and mean it.

This is for all the mothers who have sat up all night with sick children in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Meyer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying, "It's OK honey, Mommy's here."

This is for all the mothers of Kosovo who fled in the night and can't find their children. This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see and for the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.

For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes and for all the mothers who don't.

What makes a good mother anyway? Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips? The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time? Or is it heart? Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time?

The jolt that takes you from sleeping to dread, from bed to crib at 2 a.m. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?

Is it the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a school shooting, a fire, a car accident, a baby dying?

I think so.

So this is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained all about making babies. And for all the mothers who wanted to but just couldn't.

This is for reading "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year. And then reading it again, "Just one more time".

This is for all the mothers who mess up. Who yell at their kids in grocery store and swat them in despair and stomp their feet like a tired two year old who wants ice cream before dinner.

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their shoelaces before they started to school and for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.

For all the mothers who bite their lips (sometimes until they bleed) when their 14 year olds dyed their hair green.

This is for all the mothers who lock themselves in the bathroom when babies keep crying and won't stop.

This is for all mothers who show at work with spit-up in their hair and milkstains on their blouses and diapers in their purse.

This is for mothers who teach their sons to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.

This is for all mothers whose heads turn automatically when a little voice calls "Mom?" in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring are at home or are grown.

This is for mothers who put pinwheels and teddy bears on their children's graves.

This is for all the mothers whose children have gone astray and who can't find words to reach them.

This is for all the mothers who sent their child to school with a stomach ache, assuring that they would be just FINE once they got there, only to get a call from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick them up right away.

This is for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation. And mature mothers learning to let go.

For working moms and stay-at-home moms. Single mothers and married mothers.

Mothers with money and mothers without.

This is for you, so hang in there. The world would be a terrible place without the love of mothers everywhere. You make it a more civil, caring and safe place for the precious children in our world.

...Author Unknown
there are tons more but I will spare you the cheese

I am not a morning person

2005-06-09T01:37:05Z

Brent started summer school Monday so I am on my third day of getting up at 6:30 in the freaking morning, but it was my decision to send him so I have to deal with it. I thought it was a good idea to get him ready for the first grade since he is there longer than kindergarten but it still isn’t a full day. The whole idea of this summer school program is they will have more of a chance to sharpen their reading and math skills over the summer. Brent doesn’t need the math he was tested at and above first grade level for that but they expect them to be able to read by the first grade and he isn’t that great at it, and it is only 4 weeks so I figured it would be a good experience for him. I am all about doing anything I can to help my kid be better adjusted. I am still having problems with his anger issues but we are working on that, I think that I would have issues if my father did to me what Brian has done to him "sill doing". Anyways, I had to go to the minor emergency last night for cramping and bleeding "now I know if you are a woman reading this you are thinking... Yeah it is called menstruation" but that is not the case I haven’t had a "monthly visitor" for over 2 years, after I had Emma I got an IUD and haven’t had that problem since but the past couple of days have been bad so I went in and they said that I might have endometriotic build up ' http://www.baby4you.com/endometriosis.htm ' caused by not having a period and not sloughing off the dead cells so now I need to come up with the money to see my OBGYN and get an ultrasound to make sure that is not the problem. THIS SUCKS

Master my ass

2005-05-24T03:57:11Z

I dont even know why I bother

2005-05-24T03:48:18Z

I think that when I post here that I offend or piss some body off, I don’t even think any of you read my fucking journal any more. But is that going to stop me??? NOPE
We went to Brent's family night at school tonight and they had Pony rides, snow cones, 4 different moon bounces, and allot of different activities and best of all everything was "FREE" we had a good time we took the neighbor kid that is Brent's class because her mom wasn’t going to take her 'this lady doesn’t even take her kids out play she is so paranoid' I was surprised when I talked her into letting me take her. School is almost out and it's about time we need to be able to go to the park and play more often and just be kids for a while, of course I am sure I will be glad when it starts back up so I can have a break during the day. I never know how to end these things so.....

I stole it what can I say

2005-05-09T03:29:57Z

Pick ONE word from each pair that you think describes me the best & leave it in the comments. Then copy this and post it in your own journal to see how your friends view you.

* dominant or submissive
* logical or intuitive
* social or loner
* kinky or vanilla
* cute or sophisticated
* kitten or puppy
* warm flannel sheets or sleek satin
* leader or follower
* quiet or talkative
* spontaneous or planned
* teddy bear or porcelain doll
* hiking or window shopping
* tequila or vodka
* top or bottom
* bare foot or shoes
* jeans or slacks
* tender or rough
* aware or dreamy
* nerd or jock

Happy Mothers day

2005-05-09T03:23:58Z

I took Brent and Emma to the zoo today we spent about 5 and a half hours there walking around looking at all the animals and riding the rides we rode the merry go round the kiddy train and the paddle boats, well Emma didn’t ride the paddle boats my niece held her while me my mom and Brent rode. It was a great day the kids were very well behaved and we had a great time. Brent is asking if we can go again tomorrow when he gets out of school :) I love my kids so much. John got me a funny game it is called Twist Her you put 5 stickers on your body and roll the dice and it tells you what body part to put on the different color stickers, I thought it was funny and I am sure it will be fun to play he also got me some candy and something else that I am not going to tell you about "I don’t want to offend anyone". I hope all you moms had a great mothers day and if you are not a mother I hope you had fun with yours.