If you could take a class right now and learn anything in the world, what class would you take?

At this point, I love to learn more about photography.

I bought a Nikon F6 and I absolutely LOVE it. Only problem is, I'm still learning what all the settings mean and how to use the damn thing.

Show us something happy.
Submitted by L33tchica.

DaddyRayne

I was thinking today of all the people that have shaped my personality over the years.

Mom:
She's made me compassionate, altho it doesn't always show, but that is simply because at times the other people override her.

Grandma:
She made me strong. She taught me that no matter what life goes on and there are just things you have to deal with whether or not you like them at all.

Papa:
I can say he spoiled me, but the biggest thing I think I got from him was work ethic. He had a towing company that he worked his ass off to keep and just as soon as he died it all went away. I KNOW that if my mom had let me come work down there and run it like it needed to be run, I'd still have it.

Mike:
He never took shit off from anyone. If they didn't like it, too fucking bad. He taught me to speak my mind regardless of who liked it. I think a lot of who I am resides in what I got from him

Aaron:
Yes, even Aaron is in this. R E S P E C T. That is as simple as it comes. I don't think I would be half of what I am if I hadn't met Aaron. While at this point he is an ex boyfriend of mine, when I met him and all this came about I was 12.

Me:
I am sad. that is all there is to it..........

What personality trait has gotten you in the most trouble? 

I'd have to say the bitch personality trait.

I don't lie, for obvious reason, that shit just causes trouble. Everyone used to tell me not to disclose certain info to the cops when I got pulled over, but I never listened and telling them about it before hand usually got me in a whole lot less trouble than if I'd lied about it. There were more than a few times I should have probably been arrested. I was pulled over at least 4 times that I can remember while driving my honda and it wasn't registered and/or insured. There was that one time that I had four cops surround my car because I was "driving suspiciously" after I made a right hand turn to get away from a cop that I saw in my rearview mirror who was a good distance away. They searched my car after running mine and my passenger's license.

What was your first car?

If I remember correctly, it was that piece of shit gray '88 Chevy Cavalier that I blew the engine while I was driving down Southside Blvd. I hated that car.

My FAVORITE car I had tho was my '87 Civic CRX Si. I wish I hadn't sold it and that I had actually taken the time and money to fix it and make it pretty.

Have you ever experienced road rage?
Submitted by Question of the Day.

Yes, I have. Every day of my life. I am the one with road rage. I am the bitch that's behind you or next to you screaming because you have me blocked in; the idiot to my left won't go any faster (or slower) then the car in front of me and I am trying to get the fuck out there!

I am the one who gets pissed off because you didn't turn soon enough. I am the one who you pull out in front of, and when you get irate because I flipped your stupid ass off I get out of the car and proceed to tell you about how stupid you are for pulling out in front of me and beg you to challenge me!

Do you remember the person behind you who honked at you because you were too busy talking on the cell phone to Aunt Joe about how Linda-Sue messed around with Bobby Allen to notice that the light was no longer red? That was me too.

Let's talk now about the morons parking their cars. So, you didn't get it in between the lines PERFECTLY straight..............As long as your ugly Mazda isn't taking up two parking spots and I can park straight, I don't care. The only thing I'd like you to do is is pull the car in, put it in park, and get out.

What about the idiots who can't seem to remember that pedestrians have the right of way. Yeah, I have road rage even when I am not in the car! When my fat ass is walking across the parking lot to Wal-Mart, please pay attention to the Yield and/or Stop signs. The yield sign means, "You have to yield (or give) the right of way to the person who is on two feet and not sitting on their ass getting fatter. Stop means just that... STOP! Let the people on foot cross!!!

And pedestrians, when I am in the car, hurry up and get the fuck out of my way. First you need to make up your mind and stop half ass walking in to the road, either hurry up and get out there and cross the damn street or just stand still. Second, just because they have to yield the right of way does NOT mean that you have to walk slower then Great Gramp Melvin. Have a little courtesy for others and think of how you feel when people do these things to you..... maybe we'd all be a little better......

If you could travel back in time, which era would you visit and why?

Well, actually there are quite a few and I wish I had time in my life to visit all of them for a while....

I'd love to visit from the 20's to about the 70's, but I'd like to be about my age now during each decade.

During WWII, I'd like to be in Germany... don't ask....I can't explain it. Obviously in the 60's I'd like to be out near San Fransisco. The 70's I think I would like to spend them in southwest Georgia......

Yesterday, my day off, I go over to my mom's to ask if I can borrow a few bucks to get some food for the baby and us this week.... and to try to call the lady who's supposed to be handling my case for foodstamps. Well, of course, I get the woman's voicemail, AGAIN. I am not exactly nice in the message stating that I would like to receive a phone call back, as I am wondering if she got my information or what because nothing on my case has changed at the website or when I call the automated line.

The FIRST thing my mom says to me is, "Well you're not going to get anywhere being ugly!" and I proceed to tell her how many times (at least 5) I've called the woman. And she's like, "Well maybe if you weren't so ugly about." and I tell her, "Well I wasn't ugly the first 4 times I called and it's apparently not getting me anywhere," So what am I just supposed to keep being nice while people just do whatever and keep ignoring what I say and what I think and what I feel?! Hell no, it's not in my nature, I get done what needs to be done, one way or another.

So then today at work, (I had to go in at 7am) I asked for a break at 12pm. I called the EXA to ask if I could go if I could get Mike to cover me. He said that was fine. So I called up mike he said he would when he finished what he was doing, ok no big deal. So then the next thing I know, the girl from COS is coming over there talking about "You can go to break now." and I was like, "Well why are you covering my break, I thought you were busy, Mike was going to cover me." and she goes, "It's not like I have a wall to reset or anything." and I'm like, "OK, WTF is your problem?" Now mind you, I don't bitch and moan and complain when these people ask me to do things and I am busy.

So then I go over to my grandmas and just to vent I start raving about this shit... and how I am tired of it and she's all like, "Well if you didn't have an attitude about it" and I'm like, "uhh, Well I wouldn't have an attitude if these idiots didn't have one with my first."

See thats where everything gets all fucked up, they see me as this stark raving mad bitch, but what they don't seem to see is that I am nice until these people start getting crabby with me! Of course I turn into a stark raving mad bitch when I am trying my best not to bitch and be mean and these people just don't fucking care.

As for the whole foodstamps deal, I wouldn't get soo fucking upset over it if everywhere I tried to call I didn't get any answers. I mean wouldn't you get frustrated knowing that you're probably not going to be able to pay the rent and even if you do get to pay all of the rent you're not going to have any food to feed your child, and the people who are supposed to have the answers won't even return a FUCKING PHONE CALL!?

So yeah, I'm a bitch

Well, I just wanted to let everyone out here in vox-world know how my life is going these days.

Umm my how quickly things change in my life. Yeah.....we should have learned that two years ago when I completely uprooted and moved to Georgia, out of nowhere (at least thats how it seemed to my family.... they didn't understand my reasoning).

Well, things changed very quickly and I don't know why I did it this time. Everything just felt right, it was almost like at the moment we made the decision to come down here to Jacksonville (which yes we are now back in Jacksonville), the stars lined up for us.  I'll tell you how things progressed by date, and you tell me how it works out for ya.

December 10, 2007:  I was getting ready to go check out Mercer University in Macon, Ga;
                               On my way out the door to leave, Mrs. Lane from Wal~Greens calls me wanting to know if
                               I was able to come in for a job interview.
                               I told her that I would come in the next day if that was ok.
December 11, 2007:  I got up early to go to this interview
                               When I get there I am informed that Mrs. Lane has district visitors in the store and cannot                                        conduct the interview. They ask if I can return the next day at the same time.
December 12, 2007:  We FINALLY get through the interview, and she gives me the papers for the drug test...
                               Went and took that........
December 14, 2007:  We stayed the night over at Mike's "drnking" and what not. We stayed up all fucking night.....
December 15, 2007:  At 9am, Mrs. Lane calls me to tell me I passed the drug test and wanted to know if I could come
                               3PM and work til 11PM....No sleep mind you...Obviously I couldn't say no... so I went.
January 26, 2008:      We have Rayne's 1st birthday party at Nanny and Pappy's house.
January 28, 2008:      I am off for the next 4 days, lets go to Jacksonville
1/28 - 2/1, 2008:        We visit in Jacksonville and have a good time.
2/2 - 2/15?, 2008:      We think about, talk about and eventually decide to come down here.
February 18, 2008:    An email is sent to the Jacksonville east district to find out what if any stores had any higher
                               positions available or full-time status at least.
                               Later that day, an email is sent back from Store #3357 saying that they have a full time cos and
                               full time Service Clerk.
February 20, 2008:   I receive the emails and read over them, talk to Ms. Hutch about which positions would be better
                               to get me to a management position.
February 21, 2008:   I make the decision to take the full time Service Clerk over the part time simsc.
February 22.2008:    I spoke with the store manager at the store I wanted to transfer to, talked to her about what I                                       wanted to do at Wal-Greens, agreed on a start date a week and a half later.
March 1, 2008:        We make the big move to Jacksonville
March 3, 2008:        I start at my new store.
March 10, 2008:      Clayton and I signed the lease on out very own apartment
March 11, 2008:      I go into work, talk to the Store Manager about health insurance and a new name tag.
                             She said she needed to talk to me about something, and asked how I would like to be a SIMSRX                              (in other words, a SIMSC for the pharmacy). She explained that it would take me up a pay rate,
                             and that I would only be doing that 20 hours a week, but my other 20 hours would be spent in the
                             rest of the store, CKO, floor, or photo.

Well folks, it's been a while, quite a while actually, since my last post. I'm sorry I haven't been very attentive to this website. It doesn't seem that much on the internet has been holding my attention lately.

I recently started a new job, yay me. I hadn't worked in close to two years when I got hired, but I am happy to be working again. Yes, I've got complaints here, as I have everywhere else, but I am going to do my best to stick with it and try not to bitch too much. I know I tend to be kind of whiny.

Rayne turned a year old last month; it seems like just yesterday I was begging the doctor to induce labor. She was three days past my due date and while I didn't really have a medical reason for wanting to induce labor, after being three days late and explaining that I no longer lived in the state, but would like to have my baby at that hospital with my doc delivering, I wanted to induce labor. She checked me out good, made sure the baby was ok and called labor and delivery, where they scheduled me to come in at 6 the next morning for induction.

Between working, trying to figure out how I am going to get back in school, I've been a little stressed out lately. I really really wanted to go back to school in the fall semester, but I owe JU money, that I really don't have to be sending them, and I cannot attend another university until that is paid. On top of all that, I really need to start cleaning up my credit which will hinder my dream of one day owning my own home.

Going back to work has definitely been a challenging experience for me. I can't really say I worked hard to get my position at AutoZone, I really didn't. What I did, however work hard to obtain, was the trust and respect of upper management, while not letting my "management" position go to my head and keeping cool and respecting those who worked under me, especially the older gentlemen like Eric or Keith. Now here I am, in a non management position and still have that attitude about me. I'm the one now being told what to do and it just doesn't feel right. I'm not saying I called all the shots in my store, but I miss knowing that I am responsible for the care and upkeep of my store. I liked knowing that I was responsible for the something important. I liked knowing that I was the one who closed at night and that someone thought I was responsible enough to be doing such a thing at such a young age. All in all, when it comes right down to it, I was NOT ready to be a manager when I took that position. It grew on me and it helped me to grow as a person. I was asked if I wanted to be a manager here when I started, but I declined, I don't know if I actually would have been made a manager right off the bat, but I definitely was not ready to be back in that position, with all the responsibility, but I think I am. I think I always was that I just needed to see that for myself. Here I am now, stuck as a clerk instead of a manager.

Any how I am going to stop babbling