Giddy Up, Jingle Feet, Kick Up Your Horse . . .

Jingle Bell Rock

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring
Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun
Now the jingle hop has begun

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time
Dancing and prancing in Jingle Bell Square
In the frosty air

What a bright time
it’s the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh

Giddy-up jingle feet
pick up your horse
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet
That’s the jingle bell

That’s the jingle bell
That’s the jingle bell rock

Ah, yes, the ever immortalized version that Jason sang.  Lol.  Okay, he didn’t sing the entire thing, but the bolded and underlined words are where he screwed up when he sang that stanza.

::Sighs::  Today was a Monday last year.  Thus starts the anniversary of the week of worry of Rusty, and depression/desperation over Jason.  I almost wish I could go up to Kean.  Not to see him . . .  Well, not to break my promise, but just . . .  Just to see that field once more.  To climb that tree.  I mean, I wish . . .

I wish I would go up there, and be sitting in that tree, just thinking, or whatever.  And then, there he’d be.  Walking across the field towards me, and he’d stop at the foot of the tree.  We’d look at one another, and I’d say, “What is it?”  He’d just give me his solemn stare, and then say, “You wanna hang out?”

“I said I wasn’t going to hide,” I would say.

“You won’t have to.”

“What?” I’d ask in disbelief.  I wouldn’t be sure I could believe what I was hearing.

He’d repeat it, and I would stare at him in wonder, slowly lifting myself out of my sitting position, and climbing out of the tree.  I’d jump down and walk up to him.  “Are you serious?”

“I decided you were right.  No one should be able to tell me who I can and can’t have as a friend.  And I meant it when I said you were my best friend.”

Then, there’d probably be some funny. laughing moment where he unsuccessfully backpedals and tells me that he doesn’t mean it as a past tense, that I still am his best friend, but the tensing in the sentence just didn’t make sense to say “Are.”  Then I’d make some obscene comment about his use of the word ‘tensing.’

And we’d laugh, and it’d be as if nothing ever seperated us . . .

::Sighs::  Christmas wishes are nice, aren’t they?  I wish it would happen.  I wish it could happen . . .

Okay, I’m back from work.  I go in tomorrow morning.  I’m gonna ask Sharon about that Capital One card, and see if she got the same pre-approved letter that I did.  If so, I’m gonna see what info I can gather about the card from her, and if it’s worth it to get it.  If it is, then I’m gonna go for it.  I’ll activate it as soon as I get it, but I won’t do any Christmas shopping with it.  I won’t even use it until I have at least two hundred in the account I started.

Though that may happen quicker than I expect.  Dan made me an offer for my original laptop when we were all up at his dad and grandma’s for Thanksgiving.  He said he’d give me three hundred for the laptop, and four hundred, if I included the external disk drive that I’d bought for this one.  I’m gonna accept, and what I’ll do is get CD’s, and transfer all the data from the disks onto the CD’s.  Then, take the things that are on the first laptop, and record them to CD, whether it be sound, picture, or writing, then wipe clean the laptop of everything I had on it, and sell it to him.

That’ll give me a quick three/four hundred, and I can just keep adding to it from my paychecks over at the dollar store.  And that way, I’ll be able to handle a purchase if I don’t have cash on me, and I can handle Mike’s birthday gift, because I do think I’ll have the money by the end of March if all goes well, but I’m not sure about the beginning.

So, if this works out, I’ll have a credit card soon.  I hope it works out.  If it turns out that the Capital One thing doesn’t work, though, I think I’ll fill out the application for one at the bank.  I’ll do that at the start of January.

Speaking of the start of January . . .  I’m really worried about Andy.  I haven’t heard from him in . . . I think it’s been about a week and a half?  I haven’t seen him online, he hasn’t noted since those questions he posted for that entry of mine, and he hasn’t updated.  I’m worried.  I hope he’s okay.

Okay, adding again.  I decided not to wait on the credit card.  I went to the website and filled out the online application, and was fully approved.  I’ll get the actual card and the whole welcome package and whatnot in about seven-ten days.  I’m going to activate it first thing, but I’m not going to actually use it for any purchases until January.  It’s a replacement for cash, but it’s still cash, so I don’t think I’m gonna go nuts.  I’m gonna do the same thing wth it that I am for my food journal.  Every time I go out and use the credit card, I’m gonna come home with the receipt, and write out what I bought, and how much it was.  And I don’t care what the credit card limit is, I’ve seen enough sitcoms to know not to abuse that limit.

All right, how many poeple who are reading this are laughing at me for being naive enough to think I’ll manage the feat?  Lol.  Well, I will.  I hate being in debt, and frankly, being in debt to my parents is bad enough.  But that can’t follow me for the rest of my life.  (Just the rest of theirs.)  But seriously, the credit thing can screw me up for the rest of my life if I screw it up now, so I’m gonna do my damnedest not to screw it up.

Wish me luck!

Okay, now this entry is officially ended!!!