Dudeee. Totally haven't updated in like a month and a half.
All thats been us pretty much is work and trying to live a little life.
New people are have come into my life and old people have found their way back in and I am thankful for every friend I have.
Ummmmm19 days til I am 19!
excitementtt.
So thats about it, can't really update a whole month and a half's worth, I could if I tried but I don't have the patience at the moment and I wouldn't know where to begin.. so if you are wondering what I did the past month and a half, its a little something I like to call living. Not to hard, not to easy, stress here and there, a little pain, a fair amount of love, good times, and great times and "oh shit" moments. So its been a little of everything. Amen to living.

My computer is on the fritz so I haven't been able to get online a whole lot.
But things are okay right now. Work is cool, I'm enjoying it alright. I love who I work with and I think that makes a huge difference.
Things are okay. I will update soon.

I hate Bladder Infections.
I can't sleep.
I can't relax.
I can't.
And it hurts.
And its what I get left with after you fucked me over.


Awesome.

I want a boy to be in my life that will treat me right and make me feel the way I know I am supposed to feel. Who doesn't fuck me over. Who wants to be with me every waking second. Who wants to grow with me through life and learn together, even if its not forever. I need a good relationship and maybe I will realize that I am good enough for one because I honestly have never thought I was. I am hurting inside and its breaking me up.

wow.
FUCK THAT.

Uh what!?
If I am on to you like I think I am I need to seriously rethink my future and become a detective.
Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies.

Oh, no, no you cant disguise.

It is okay to live my life a different way.
It is okay to not do what they say.
It is okay if I change day to day.
It is okay.
I am going to go my own way.

Peace.

I suck at keeping promises to Livejournal. lol.
Stufffffff is pretty good. I will know Monday if i get this job at Starbucks. FInally.
I have seriously been thinking about going to Cosmetology School. Hair and make-up and beauty have always been something I have loved and been good at doing. So I think, why not? They make good money and its something I know I will love doing. It is creative and the type of job I can see myself doing.
Basically I need to talk to my parents about this, and I may have figured out my best route.
I need to get this job at da Starbucks, work at it for a while, make some money and then go to school.
Then I can start at Aveda or Paul Mitchell and get all that under my belt.
Then I can work at a salon and if I want to, eventually go to college while working and get a degree in something else like psychology, writing, theatre, music, etc.
I feel like this is a pretty good plan for the next 6 to 8 years of my life. Because growing up is scary and I need to have a solid plan like this that still gives me freedom.

Oh yeah, so I had a bangin' partay the other night. Wednesday the 16th to be exact. It was pretty sweet, everyone seemed to be having fun.
Then the day before was when Joey, Aaryn and I went uptown to magazine and got Bubble tea and did a Buffalo Exchange. ha
After that we went to the Hookah Cafe on Frenchmen and had Hummus and hookah with David.
So that is pretty much whats been going on.
Oh, and I saw my mom. And reestablished some friendships. And got this certain someone that I am falling in love with back in my life.
If this whole 8 year plan thing runs smoothly, life will be pretty damn good.

I felt like posting these again.



And while looking for these two items I found something else I wrote. It is interesting, and I don't remember writing it. But I do believe I was meaning for it to be a part of a book.

WOOOOO job at Starbucks! Hopefully. I need it bad. I have an interview on Saturday at 2:30. Can't Forget!

Now... I think I need to do this.

I, Danielle Elizabeth Herrmann, solemnly swear that I will post an entry in this journal that I have created, at least every other day. Documenting my life through this so that I can go back and remember things I can't remember, vent on struggles and challenges, post funny times and epic moments and all the love, peace, and memories in between. I, Danielle Elizabeth Herrmann, realize that I am only hurting myself by not posting and I will suffer the consequences when I can't remember a date of an event or a moment I want to reminisce upon.

X Danielle Elizabeth Herrmann 
Date: June 26, 2008

RECAP:
Monday Before Last ( June 16, 2008)-
Brandon. I saw him for the first time since August 1, 2007. Cafe Du Monde. What a surprise. I almost fell to the ground when I saw him through the window. Knees weak I open the door and walk clear across the room, each step my legs turn to jelly a little more. He sees me and until Jordan told me I didn't realize how red his face was. Blushing. The smile he gave me was so sincere and genuine. Like him. We made plans for the next day, our original first day of seeing each other while he was in town. He hung on my every word, I could tell in his face. The most emotion I have felt in a long time.
The Next Day, Tuesday ( June 17, 2008)-
I pick him up and we go to Starbucks. We talk, small breaks between conversation because we don't know where to start or finish because Time has taken us out of each others everyday lives. But we still hold onto a year ago when things were right. We have grown so much in the past year but we remain the same Danielle and Brandon as we always will. He then wants to drive my car and we go the Madisonville Docks. Beautiful. Then to sunset point, but the sunset wasn't much. Then to the pier. I haven't been there since that one day. With him at least. I think I haven't. We finally broke through the wall that had been keeping us from something, that's when we can to the conclusion about Time. I bring him back to where he was staying, and I embrace him, and breathe simultaneously. And hold him. Smell him. I remember. We let go and he turns to go back into the house. I sit in my car and grab his hand through the window and let him know I can't let go. We slowly pull away and I watch him walk away. If I remember correctly, he did look back.

I miss him. So much. But we are in our own lives now and if it is meant, then we will find each other one day, and have each other again and be exactly like it was a year ago. There was so much I wanted to say to him, so much I wanted to hear from his mouth. I think that is what makes me miss him more.


Let me know if you read this, Brandon.

Seeing Jim Carrey in person is awesome. I worked on a movie today in Chalmette, Louisiana. Weird I know. All I had to do was sit. But it was still an experience. He had an aura around him when he walked into the room. He really loves what he does. I can't wait to see him in his old age as an actor. The movie is called I Love You Phillip Morris. Look it up.
Then after a long journey back from Chalmette I hung with Erika and Aaryn. Good times at Waffle House.
Jordan is on her way home! YAY!
And Brandon is in town. And it makes me nervous, and happy, and sad, and anxious because I see him Tuesday and I cannot even begin to predict how that is going to be. I hope it goes the way I would like it.

I am going to make it one day.

Tomorrow: I'm going to be in the film I Love You Philip Morris as an extra. There is a possibility of me meeting Jim Carrey, Ewan McGregor, and Leslie Mann along with a few others.
I'm Stoked.
Monday: Jordan comes into town. Major fun fest. I can't wait.
Tuesday: Brandon. It's my day with him. I haven't seen him in almost a year. I miss him and I am freaking out on the inside every second I think about seeing him again. I am overwhelmed.
Wednesday: Renee & Jordan. YESSSSSSSS.
Then, I am free.
Today: Aaryn's. Hangout.

Things are pretty good right now. Just really need a job. I can't be a starving actress right now lol.

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I feel stressed for some reason.

Wow. Summer is most definitely in full swing. I graduated highschool on May 10, 2008. What a glorious feeling.
My days have been filled with friends and I doing random things.
I need a summer job so I can make some cash.

And today is someone's birthday; and they are very special to me and my heart.
Happy Birthday dear.

I promise to update this thing more.

Exams are over. Graduation practice is in full swing and tears came from everyone's eyes at the Spring Concert for Choir. I graduate saturday. I need to keep up with this thing. 

Definitely. There is always a way to tweak things to fit into place perfectly. You work so hard to fit. If it blows, then its done. It a whole new thing. You are in a whole new place and five hundred more tweaks are thrown at you just to get back were you were going to start. Life is a tweak. A beat in time. The Earth is just a neuron ball the planets are liquid solids and the the universe is one huge sweeping mass of electro swish.

What? You're joking. Sometimes it happens sometimes it doesn't and things just don't work out all natural like you want it. Life isn't what its all choked up to because things happen and things change and their is another way you could bring yourself.
Change is okay. Fear is painful. What? You're joking.

Stomach is a little bland. Ears trembling with low throbbing bass beats. It pulsates when you listen closely.
Perfect relaxed position is found. Maybe more will be found later.

This past weekend I attended my first funeral. My great aunt on my father's side past away. I didn't know her that well but I think the fact of my father thinking about his parents, who are both still alive, dying is a sad thing. I think I get my emotional side from my father. The service was held at a Catholic church which I am not used to. After, we went to the grave site. I saw my great grandparents grave.

Sunday I saw my mother for the first time in over a year. She is beautiful, in more ways than one. She preaches, and witnesses, and lives for Him. I am missing that part of my life.

I spoke to someone tonight that changes everything. He gives me strength, and understands what no one else will. I needed him after this emotionally charged weekend. Thank you for being there for me my love.

Life is better.