Hey, its been awhile and I figured I throw a post up so people still know I'm alive.
No really, I just got back on my blog because my Father told me he found it and read it so I had to make sure nothing bad was on here. Lets just say I certainly didn't plan on family members to be reading this..eep!
And I figured I'd update everyone on the life that is mine.
So since the last post I am still working on forgiving my Mother since I really feel it is mostly her fault. I really miss her though and it tears my heart apart being away from her at a time like this. Many mixed emotions regarding the matter and they still bring tears, but less often now. I wrote her a letter in November but never got one back. I was hoping for some answers or just acknowledgment of how I'm feeling. Oh well, she has my address and my number.
Regarding work, yep you guessed it, IM STILL A F@CKING BAKER!!!! But in February I'm going to Tuscan to do an opening for Cheesecake Factory and Im really excited about that. I get paid overtime and get free food and room and board in these furnished apartments. They cover the traveling expenses too. Im just glad to go somewhere else for a change. The travel bug is itching.
Im losing weight. I went from 120 to 112. Pretty happy about that, especially since I didnt change a thing that I can think of. Im still effing poor so I eat whatever I can get my hands on. Im still a lazy fuck when Im not at work. I sit on the couch or in front of my computer all day if I'm not sleeping.
Well thats what I was doing until like a couple weeks ago.
My best friend Darlene and I have always talked about running a marathon and she called me and informed me that this year(2010) is the year that we will be running one. So I started running every other day...well I TRY to run every other day. I only run for twenty minutes usually though.
My roommates (who run/exercise everyday) are quite stunned at this. They probably think my more productive and motivated twin moved in and I just sank between the couch cushions or maybe that I'm forever laying on my futon under the blankets since my back has become so ruined from it that I can no longer get off of it.
I went running with Manny (my roomie) last Saturday and it was incredible. We (his brother in-law Nick also ran with us) ran two miles along the beautiful coast. But of course, after our run and a huge delicious breakfast cooked by the amazing chef Manny, I slept for like 3 hours on the couch. In my defense though, I DID get home @ 2:30, went to bed at 3am then was awoken @ 7:30am by Nick pounding on the front door to go running. And while rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I agreed to go on the early morning run. It felt good to run though. The view contributed to it a great deal as you can imagine.
Speaking of which, I LOVE LOVE living where I am now. My roommates are truly the coolest. The house is awesome and the location is soooo nice! Library and Beach, two beautiful combinations are right next door to me. Ahhh, life is good!
While I was reading through my previous blogs I saw all the ones where I promised to write in my blog everyday. HA!
Yeah, of course I couldn't keep that promise simply because its ridiculous and because my day to day life (right now at least) isn't nearly interesting enough to write daily blogs about. They would be filled with much complaining and griping, just like all the other ones I write, only EVERYDAY! How incredibly boring.
Back to life, the most exciting thing Im looking forward to is LAVA HOT SPRINGS, IDAHO! So stoked!
Every year for the last 6 or 7 years (only the last three for my though) a group of my friends go up to Lava to soak in the natural hot springs and get stupidly drunk. Its a blast. We rent out two houses and get our own private pool and then cram 20 to 40 people in them and the party begins :)
We have a smaller more select group of friends going this year and Im really looking forward to hanging out with everyone.
The only downside is the $350 it takes out of my pocket. Oh well, flying sure sounds less painful than the approx 16 hour drive it would take in the snow and rain.
On a parting note, go listen to Owl City. Listen to If My Heart Was A House (track 14)its so sweet and romantic in such a perfect way. *sigh*
Monday, December 28, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
What In the Hell Did I Do To You Karma?
I'm usually a happy girl, everything usually goes my way.
I'm friendly and nice.
I work hard and stay positive about most things and karma usually rewards me with good stuff.
So I don't get what the hell happened because lately everything has gone to shit.
It all starts off with my measly paycheck that doesn't cover my rent as a result of cut hours at work caused by our "slow season".
Then on Thursday I get the horrid horrid news from my sister that my parents have decided to get a divorce. All my shifts at work have been miserable since then.
Then to top it all off, tonight at work I asked my manager Ahn about my promotion to food runner he said "We have to get through the holidays first, you have to be my star baker for a while still". WTF?!?! Last time we talked he said I'd be a food runner BY the holidays not after.
I got a incredibly low score on my math placement test so I have to go in on Tuesday and take a lower level math test. Now I feel like more of a F@cking idiot.
My car is on the verge of breaking down.
My back is out of place so I cant walk, sit, stand, or sleep comfortably, and its probably one of the causes of my almost constant headache that's been plaguing me this past week.
My solid foundation that was my family and home has been broken and it feels like my life is crumbling because of it.
And how do you reply when people ask if your ok? I've always been a lousy liar and I dont know what to say to people when they ask. Everything isnt ok but if I try to talk about it I burst into tears which makes them feel awkward and me feel stupid and angry. So I reply "OK" or "fine" which is not true and hurry away.
I would get drunk to try to drown it all out, but that would just cost money that I dont have and add a hangover to my list of woes.
I know, I know, in the end it will all be, OK but it sure is fucking miserable right now. It would help if I could just stay in bed for a week.
So, Karma if your listening, Im sorry for whatever I did. Will you please start being kind to me again? I would really appreciate it.
I'm friendly and nice.
I work hard and stay positive about most things and karma usually rewards me with good stuff.
So I don't get what the hell happened because lately everything has gone to shit.
It all starts off with my measly paycheck that doesn't cover my rent as a result of cut hours at work caused by our "slow season".
Then on Thursday I get the horrid horrid news from my sister that my parents have decided to get a divorce. All my shifts at work have been miserable since then.
Then to top it all off, tonight at work I asked my manager Ahn about my promotion to food runner he said "We have to get through the holidays first, you have to be my star baker for a while still". WTF?!?! Last time we talked he said I'd be a food runner BY the holidays not after.
I got a incredibly low score on my math placement test so I have to go in on Tuesday and take a lower level math test. Now I feel like more of a F@cking idiot.
My car is on the verge of breaking down.
My back is out of place so I cant walk, sit, stand, or sleep comfortably, and its probably one of the causes of my almost constant headache that's been plaguing me this past week.
My solid foundation that was my family and home has been broken and it feels like my life is crumbling because of it.
And how do you reply when people ask if your ok? I've always been a lousy liar and I dont know what to say to people when they ask. Everything isnt ok but if I try to talk about it I burst into tears which makes them feel awkward and me feel stupid and angry. So I reply "OK" or "fine" which is not true and hurry away.
I would get drunk to try to drown it all out, but that would just cost money that I dont have and add a hangover to my list of woes.
I know, I know, in the end it will all be, OK but it sure is fucking miserable right now. It would help if I could just stay in bed for a week.
So, Karma if your listening, Im sorry for whatever I did. Will you please start being kind to me again? I would really appreciate it.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
More books
I went to the Library and got some more books. I refrained from getting 10 books like I usually do since I never get time to read them before they are due again. Also, since I live across the street from the library now, (another awesome perk about the place I live in) I can just walk across the street whenever I'm done with the ones I got. No more across town excursions! :)
Book 1: Zensele: A letter for my Daughter by J. Nozipo Maraire.
The book is a letter from a Zimbabwean mother to her daughter, a student at Harvard. Interweaving history and memories, disappointments and dreams, like the tales of the traditional village storyteller, this letter is a gift from one generation to the next. As her daughter enters a new world, a mother shares the riches of her own through stories of her personal experiences and those of her generation.
Yes, I did take that directly from the book because I'm not that great with words and they summed it up very nicely whereas I would've made it sound dumb and uninteresting. I'll probably do the same for the books to follow.
I chose this book because I love books about other places.
Book 2: IHOP Papers by Ali Liebegott.
Francesca, a disgruntled twenty-year old lesbian IHOP waitress, tries desperately to pull together the pieces of her young, scattered life. Shes moves to San Francisco following her philosophy teacher, Irene, whom shes obsessed with.
Once in San Francisco, however, Francesca is forced by dire circumstances to work at the local pancake house. Much to her dismay, the new employer requires her to wear a ridiculous Heidi of the Alps uniform-which is almost as humiliating as serving the crazed array of speed freaks and other graveyard shift misfits. Half-suicidal, half-euphoric, Francesca seeks distraction in anything or anyone from her unrequited love for Irene.
I picked this one because I can relate to this girl.
Except I'm not a lesbian...and I didn't move out here for someone...and I'm not half-suicidal...and I dont have unrequited love for anyone...but, we both work at jobs we dislike, wearing uniforms we despise (mine is all white and I HATE white not only because it looks bad on me but also because I cant keep it clean, especially at work!)....OK, so that's all we have in common but it still seems like an entertaining read.
Book 3: The Two Towers by J.R.R. Tolkien.
Aaaand I just realized that this is the second book in the trilogy (durrrr)so I actually will be reading The Fellowship of the Ring first. Or should I read The Hobbit first?
I still haven't finished The Devil and Miss Prym yet, though I planned on finishing it today on my day off. I didn't count on being hungover though, and it turns out I cant read while I'm sick.
Stupid Tequila.
Who cares if it was self-inflicted, it still sucks.
Book 1: Zensele: A letter for my Daughter by J. Nozipo Maraire.
The book is a letter from a Zimbabwean mother to her daughter, a student at Harvard. Interweaving history and memories, disappointments and dreams, like the tales of the traditional village storyteller, this letter is a gift from one generation to the next. As her daughter enters a new world, a mother shares the riches of her own through stories of her personal experiences and those of her generation.
Yes, I did take that directly from the book because I'm not that great with words and they summed it up very nicely whereas I would've made it sound dumb and uninteresting. I'll probably do the same for the books to follow.
I chose this book because I love books about other places.
Book 2: IHOP Papers by Ali Liebegott.
Francesca, a disgruntled twenty-year old lesbian IHOP waitress, tries desperately to pull together the pieces of her young, scattered life. Shes moves to San Francisco following her philosophy teacher, Irene, whom shes obsessed with.
Once in San Francisco, however, Francesca is forced by dire circumstances to work at the local pancake house. Much to her dismay, the new employer requires her to wear a ridiculous Heidi of the Alps uniform-which is almost as humiliating as serving the crazed array of speed freaks and other graveyard shift misfits. Half-suicidal, half-euphoric, Francesca seeks distraction in anything or anyone from her unrequited love for Irene.
I picked this one because I can relate to this girl.
Except I'm not a lesbian...and I didn't move out here for someone...and I'm not half-suicidal...and I dont have unrequited love for anyone...but, we both work at jobs we dislike, wearing uniforms we despise (mine is all white and I HATE white not only because it looks bad on me but also because I cant keep it clean, especially at work!)....OK, so that's all we have in common but it still seems like an entertaining read.
Book 3: The Two Towers by J.R.R. Tolkien.
Aaaand I just realized that this is the second book in the trilogy (durrrr)so I actually will be reading The Fellowship of the Ring first. Or should I read The Hobbit first?
I still haven't finished The Devil and Miss Prym yet, though I planned on finishing it today on my day off. I didn't count on being hungover though, and it turns out I cant read while I'm sick.
Stupid Tequila.
Who cares if it was self-inflicted, it still sucks.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Harry Potter Books
Yes, I finally broke down and read all of them all in a week and a half (yeah that's all I did the whole time, why do you ask?) and now I'm a Harry Potter Fan.
When the next movie comes out then you'll find me in one of those incredibly long lines stringing around the movie theater (I haven't decided if I'll dress up, probably not...maybe...) clutching the Deathly Hallows book and chatting animatedly with the fans nearest me.
You know the part in Yes Man when he goes to his boss's Harry Potter Movie Marathon Night? Yep, you guessed it, I'm gonna throw one of those. Its gonna be a blast. Yeah.
So now that I'm finished with the Potter Books I'm going to start on the Lord of the Rings only unlike Harry Potter I'm going to watch all the movies first then read the books. So that up next.
On a less important note [sarcasm] I've started the application process for Saddleback college in Mission Viejo, CA. To qualify as a CA resident I have to have proof that I have physically lived in CA for a year and 1 day before the semester starts (Jan 11,2010) how I'm going to prove that, I'm not quite sure yet since I didn't get a job at the cheesecake until February.
However application process is on hold until tomorrow anyway since I have to call Darlene to find out dates of when I received my GED and what dates I attended DSC.
Bleh! I hate waiting!
When the next movie comes out then you'll find me in one of those incredibly long lines stringing around the movie theater (I haven't decided if I'll dress up, probably not...maybe...) clutching the Deathly Hallows book and chatting animatedly with the fans nearest me.
You know the part in Yes Man when he goes to his boss's Harry Potter Movie Marathon Night? Yep, you guessed it, I'm gonna throw one of those. Its gonna be a blast. Yeah.
So now that I'm finished with the Potter Books I'm going to start on the Lord of the Rings only unlike Harry Potter I'm going to watch all the movies first then read the books. So that up next.
On a less important note [sarcasm] I've started the application process for Saddleback college in Mission Viejo, CA. To qualify as a CA resident I have to have proof that I have physically lived in CA for a year and 1 day before the semester starts (Jan 11,2010) how I'm going to prove that, I'm not quite sure yet since I didn't get a job at the cheesecake until February.
However application process is on hold until tomorrow anyway since I have to call Darlene to find out dates of when I received my GED and what dates I attended DSC.
Bleh! I hate waiting!
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Addictions
I am very much addicted to facebook...and blogger...and Nat http://www.youtube.com/communitychannel (thanks Gawdun)...and just the Internet in general.
I come home from work and before I even change out of my clothes I turn on my puter and log into facebook and at my computer I stay for at least a couple hours until I need to make a mad dash for the bathroom or go make some food or tea. And speaking of which...
Tea. I am very very partial to this drink. I LOOOVE green tea and I just bought a big jar of some Jasmine Green Tea from some Chinese store in Westminster. According to Patrick it will last me a year. I learned this after dumping a whole teaspoon of tea leaves into my drink and Patrick exclaiming "Whoa, are you gonna give everyone in the restaurant some tea?!" Apparently, you only need a couple small pinches of leaves for a cup and you can even reuse the leaves again and again... ahhh how I love tea!
I am also addicted to the sourdough bread at work. I eat a piece every time I walk by the bread station (which is often!) and it is sooo soo sooooo yummmy when you spread a thick layer of butter on it. MMMMM!
And also fries.
And Books.
And Sleep.
And work. Today is my day off and it feels weird not having to go to work sometime today. And it leaves me torn too. Should I go to the beach and read or should I stay inside where I have access to the Internet that I'm so addicted to? See my predicament? <--- (AhHaHaHa! funny story about this word, I'll tell it some other time)
No?
Well I'll quit being the spoiled brat that I am and go enjoy the suns rays even though my skin is rebellious and refuses to build a proctective layer of brown-ness also known as a tan.
I come home from work and before I even change out of my clothes I turn on my puter and log into facebook and at my computer I stay for at least a couple hours until I need to make a mad dash for the bathroom or go make some food or tea. And speaking of which...
Tea. I am very very partial to this drink. I LOOOVE green tea and I just bought a big jar of some Jasmine Green Tea from some Chinese store in Westminster. According to Patrick it will last me a year. I learned this after dumping a whole teaspoon of tea leaves into my drink and Patrick exclaiming "Whoa, are you gonna give everyone in the restaurant some tea?!" Apparently, you only need a couple small pinches of leaves for a cup and you can even reuse the leaves again and again... ahhh how I love tea!
I am also addicted to the sourdough bread at work. I eat a piece every time I walk by the bread station (which is often!) and it is sooo soo sooooo yummmy when you spread a thick layer of butter on it. MMMMM!
And also fries.
And Books.
And Sleep.
And work. Today is my day off and it feels weird not having to go to work sometime today. And it leaves me torn too. Should I go to the beach and read or should I stay inside where I have access to the Internet that I'm so addicted to? See my predicament? <--- (AhHaHaHa! funny story about this word, I'll tell it some other time)
No?
Well I'll quit being the spoiled brat that I am and go enjoy the suns rays even though my skin is rebellious and refuses to build a proctective layer of brown-ness also known as a tan.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Computer + Dark = Instant Sleep
Every time I get on my computer at night I immediately fall asleep. Usually people who have a hard time sleeping are told to not do any reading or get on your computer at least an hour before sleeping because your brain wakes up from the bright light I suppose. Not for me though, its like a insta-snooze.
Speaking... of.... which..... *yawn* Im falling asleep right now so Im gonna cut this short folks.
G'night!
Speaking... of.... which..... *yawn* Im falling asleep right now so Im gonna cut this short folks.
G'night!
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Deep Stirrings live :)
I just got home from watching my friends band play at The Neighborhood Cup. It was amazing, I had delicious jasmine green tea and beautiful music, what could be better. The band is called Deep Stirrings and they are a folk rock band check them out http://www.myspace.com/deepstirrings they often have free shows at the Cup which is an awesome place also www.theneighborhoodcup.com
Most of the songs are sung by Alec but Sarah sings a few too. Sarah has the voice of an angel. She brings tears to my eyes when she sings. She's ruining songs for me too. I'll hear her sing some beautiful song so I'll go look it up and it never sounds as good as her. I wish they would hurry up and get their album out so I can listen to their songs whenever I feel like it.
Oh and then to top off the evening, when I got home there was live music coming from the Ritz Carlton across the street that I could hear as clear as a bell in my room so I've been listening to live music all night :)
By the way, I didn't post a blog yesterday because I was at my cousins mikes house. We had gone to El Torito's happy hour then went home and played catch phrase drunk.
Good times!
Now that I'm legal to drink (yay 21!) then I've been getting drunk alot which is no good (sorry brain cells...and liver)...I should probably cut back...
Most of the songs are sung by Alec but Sarah sings a few too. Sarah has the voice of an angel. She brings tears to my eyes when she sings. She's ruining songs for me too. I'll hear her sing some beautiful song so I'll go look it up and it never sounds as good as her. I wish they would hurry up and get their album out so I can listen to their songs whenever I feel like it.
Oh and then to top off the evening, when I got home there was live music coming from the Ritz Carlton across the street that I could hear as clear as a bell in my room so I've been listening to live music all night :)
By the way, I didn't post a blog yesterday because I was at my cousins mikes house. We had gone to El Torito's happy hour then went home and played catch phrase drunk.
Good times!
Now that I'm legal to drink (yay 21!) then I've been getting drunk alot which is no good (sorry brain cells...and liver)...I should probably cut back...
Thursday, September 10, 2009
So Much for Being Unique
Somewhere in this world there is someone who looks exactly like yourself.
Yes, its true. As much as you try, you dont have your own unique look.
However, if it makes you feel any better, your twin may not have the same style, thoughts or beliefs as you, only facial and/or body features.
Although there are probably a good number of people with your same style, thoughts, and beliefs, your just simply a different face.
Heh.
Yes, its true. As much as you try, you dont have your own unique look.
However, if it makes you feel any better, your twin may not have the same style, thoughts or beliefs as you, only facial and/or body features.
Although there are probably a good number of people with your same style, thoughts, and beliefs, your just simply a different face.
Heh.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Lately...
I realized that my eye stopped twitching! Hooray!
I noticed it because my eye twitched today and I realized that it hadn't done that in a while.
hmmm, maybe living by the ocean relieves stress...
So far I adore living with my roommies. They are very laid back and cool. Its easy to hang out with them.
Oh and Sensi the Queen Kitty lets me pet her every once in a while which is nice :)
I havent been writing in my blog everyday and although probably none of you care its a bad bad bad thing for me to break my promise to myself so I will resume my daily blog to keep the promise I made.
And now Im off to have some delicious pasta and possibly a movie with Alec!
Adios Amigos!
I noticed it because my eye twitched today and I realized that it hadn't done that in a while.
hmmm, maybe living by the ocean relieves stress...
So far I adore living with my roommies. They are very laid back and cool. Its easy to hang out with them.
Oh and Sensi the Queen Kitty lets me pet her every once in a while which is nice :)
I havent been writing in my blog everyday and although probably none of you care its a bad bad bad thing for me to break my promise to myself so I will resume my daily blog to keep the promise I made.
And now Im off to have some delicious pasta and possibly a movie with Alec!
Adios Amigos!
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
The hunt is over!
I just got back from my new place :)
I'm bringing all my shiz over as soon as I'm done updating everyone :)
My new place is right across PCH from my dads favorite beach Salt Creek Beach.
I am moving in with a couple, the male is a computer programmer who is working on launching his own business and his wife is going to school to be a RN and is only home on the weekends. They have two cats, Sensi is the queen of the house and you only pet her with permission (I haven't been granted that honor yet) and the other one is a loving lap cat (cant remember the name but I wanna say its something like Bandit).
There is Jacuzzis and pools if you don't feel like going to the beach across (Well technically under, there is a tunnel) the street. There are running trails, a gym, a dog park, a regular park!
I have my very own DESIGNATED parking spot right by the apartment (its also covered), it's gated so I don't have to worry about vandalism and the best part is the rent is only 550 in the summer and 575 in the winter and that includes utilities and no deposit!
I'm pretty stoked and I'm gonna keep it short so I can move all my stuff over :)
I'm bringing all my shiz over as soon as I'm done updating everyone :)
My new place is right across PCH from my dads favorite beach Salt Creek Beach.
I am moving in with a couple, the male is a computer programmer who is working on launching his own business and his wife is going to school to be a RN and is only home on the weekends. They have two cats, Sensi is the queen of the house and you only pet her with permission (I haven't been granted that honor yet) and the other one is a loving lap cat (cant remember the name but I wanna say its something like Bandit).
There is Jacuzzis and pools if you don't feel like going to the beach across (Well technically under, there is a tunnel) the street. There are running trails, a gym, a dog park, a regular park!
I have my very own DESIGNATED parking spot right by the apartment (its also covered), it's gated so I don't have to worry about vandalism and the best part is the rent is only 550 in the summer and 575 in the winter and that includes utilities and no deposit!
I'm pretty stoked and I'm gonna keep it short so I can move all my stuff over :)
Monday, August 24, 2009
Pictures and Wonder Women
Yay! Leaving for Utah the day after tomorrow! Im so excited!
For the first time in over 3 years our whole entire family will be in one city at the same time so we are going to get family pictures! My good friend Gawdun is going to be our photographer. Here's a link to his blog http://argimag.blogspot.com/ check him out he's the best!
Anywhoodalee Im also trying to think up exciting events for Wild Wonder Women. Check it http://www.meetup.com/wild-wonder-women its pretty awesome. And we will be expanding to other states then to other countries once we get bigger so if your a female interested in women empowerment then join us it doesnt matter where you live!
Now its off to do laundry and pack :)
For the first time in over 3 years our whole entire family will be in one city at the same time so we are going to get family pictures! My good friend Gawdun is going to be our photographer. Here's a link to his blog http://argimag.blogspot.com/ check him out he's the best!
Anywhoodalee Im also trying to think up exciting events for Wild Wonder Women. Check it http://www.meetup.com/wild-wonder-women its pretty awesome. And we will be expanding to other states then to other countries once we get bigger so if your a female interested in women empowerment then join us it doesnt matter where you live!
Now its off to do laundry and pack :)
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Wanted: Awesome Roommies!
My roommates got a 30 day notice of eviction today and I've decided I'm going to let them know I wont be moving with them this time.
So now I'm on the hunt for some young chill people/friends to live with.
But its late so I'm gonna keep this post real short and end it now.
Stay tuned for all the drama of moving!
So now I'm on the hunt for some young chill people/friends to live with.
But its late so I'm gonna keep this post real short and end it now.
Stay tuned for all the drama of moving!
Sunday, August 16, 2009
A Day @ The OC Goddess Temple
I missed the morning meditation at the Goddess Temple :(
I didnt miss the sunday service though which was unique. Interesting and unique with a twist of craziness.
At first I was nervous and felt awkward but after the service started I kinda enjoyed myself. Lots of nice ladies..er should I say Priestesses.
I also stayed later for a astrology class which was interesting too!
Anyways I can't say I will or wont go back but it was a cool experience no matter what!
I didnt miss the sunday service though which was unique. Interesting and unique with a twist of craziness.
At first I was nervous and felt awkward but after the service started I kinda enjoyed myself. Lots of nice ladies..er should I say Priestesses.
I also stayed later for a astrology class which was interesting too!
Anyways I can't say I will or wont go back but it was a cool experience no matter what!
Karma <3's Me
Lately a lot of good things have been happening to me.
I've been finding extra money in my pockets, car and desk. Not a lot mind you, just a couple dollars and even a few times I had extra 5's!
I've been meeting awesome people. Alec, Cindy, Lauren, Karen (I think?) Johnnie (or Johnnie O! as some people call him), Mike, Johnny H, Sarah and many many more!
I've been doing exciting new things such as hanging out in Laguna at 2 in the morning with some street performers. Going to African Drum Circles on the beach under the full moon. Hiking in beautiful CA with psychic death survivors.
Getting Employee of the month at work (a cool pin and $50 in free food) and then getting recognition for all my hard work again at our annual employee meeting (that gets you a loud applause and a Starbucks gift card).
I played Poker the other night and for about 2 hours every hand I played I won! That all changed during the last hour. Chips dwindled down and then went all in. But still pretty lucky, right?
I'm feeling really good, blessed, and or lucky about all this.
And then tonight the following happened which could turn out to be awesome as well...
Tonight when I went to ask Ahn to come check out the Bakery so Marisol and I could go home he asked me
Ahn: "Amy, why aren't you and I sharing a dessert?"
Amy: "We should...tomorrow night" (I had already had some tiramisu that had fallen apart so it was unservable but still oh so delicious! Shh don't tell!)
Ahn: "We should sit down and have dessert and talk about your career at The Cheesecake Factory sometime"
I lighten up at this because I have been dropping hints wherever I could about being promoted to serving or food running and I have been planning on asking Ahn and Todd to sit down with me and have a meeting where I was going to tell them that I had to be moved up or I was going to have to quit and move back home because making a measly 9.25 and hour doesn't cover all the bills.
Amy: "Yes, yes we definitely should! Sometime this month..."
Ahn: "How about Tuesday after new menu roll out"
Me: "Sounds great" Big grin on my face...
So hopefully this little sit down will result in me becoming a food runner which is the next vital step in becoming a server at The Cheese and is also a big pay raise too :)
Well I better call it a night for early tomorrow morning I'm going to The Goddess Temple of Orange County to try out meditating!
I've been finding extra money in my pockets, car and desk. Not a lot mind you, just a couple dollars and even a few times I had extra 5's!
I've been meeting awesome people. Alec, Cindy, Lauren, Karen (I think?) Johnnie (or Johnnie O! as some people call him), Mike, Johnny H, Sarah and many many more!
I've been doing exciting new things such as hanging out in Laguna at 2 in the morning with some street performers. Going to African Drum Circles on the beach under the full moon. Hiking in beautiful CA with psychic death survivors.
Getting Employee of the month at work (a cool pin and $50 in free food) and then getting recognition for all my hard work again at our annual employee meeting (that gets you a loud applause and a Starbucks gift card).
I played Poker the other night and for about 2 hours every hand I played I won! That all changed during the last hour. Chips dwindled down and then went all in. But still pretty lucky, right?
I'm feeling really good, blessed, and or lucky about all this.
And then tonight the following happened which could turn out to be awesome as well...
Tonight when I went to ask Ahn to come check out the Bakery so Marisol and I could go home he asked me
Ahn: "Amy, why aren't you and I sharing a dessert?"
Amy: "We should...tomorrow night" (I had already had some tiramisu that had fallen apart so it was unservable but still oh so delicious! Shh don't tell!)
Ahn: "We should sit down and have dessert and talk about your career at The Cheesecake Factory sometime"
I lighten up at this because I have been dropping hints wherever I could about being promoted to serving or food running and I have been planning on asking Ahn and Todd to sit down with me and have a meeting where I was going to tell them that I had to be moved up or I was going to have to quit and move back home because making a measly 9.25 and hour doesn't cover all the bills.
Amy: "Yes, yes we definitely should! Sometime this month..."
Ahn: "How about Tuesday after new menu roll out"
Me: "Sounds great" Big grin on my face...
So hopefully this little sit down will result in me becoming a food runner which is the next vital step in becoming a server at The Cheese and is also a big pay raise too :)
Well I better call it a night for early tomorrow morning I'm going to The Goddess Temple of Orange County to try out meditating!
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Bloggers Block
I think about it all the time.
I'm always in the mood to do it.
I log on even.
But then I have nothing to say, but at least my profile fish get fed :p
Yes, I'm talking about blogging.
Its like I have some sort of mental barrier that wont let my thoughts become words or writing. I can feel my thoughts and opinions banging at the barrier too but nothing escapes.
I can hear them shouting and pounding...my fingers are twitching, longing to type them out. My tongue is struggling to free them and let them be heard but all that comes out is stuttering nonsense....
Haha ok I'll stop being dramatic.
But really though I do have a hard time putting my thoughts into words and such and its kinda frustrating, especially now since I'm seriously considering a career in writing.
SO, I have come up with a solution (I'm such a problem solver!)I'm going to post a blog everyday.
You my poor poor readers (if anyone actually reads this crap) will hear of my day no matter how uneventful it is.
HA!
I will conquer this mind blocking demon! I will become a great writer (after HUGE amounts of learning and studying at college) and hopefully it will be an entertaining read for whoever happens to read it.
Geez, thank goodness for spellcheck! I'm really gonna have to work on my spelling too.
I'm always in the mood to do it.
I log on even.
But then I have nothing to say, but at least my profile fish get fed :p
Yes, I'm talking about blogging.
Its like I have some sort of mental barrier that wont let my thoughts become words or writing. I can feel my thoughts and opinions banging at the barrier too but nothing escapes.
I can hear them shouting and pounding...my fingers are twitching, longing to type them out. My tongue is struggling to free them and let them be heard but all that comes out is stuttering nonsense....
Haha ok I'll stop being dramatic.
But really though I do have a hard time putting my thoughts into words and such and its kinda frustrating, especially now since I'm seriously considering a career in writing.
SO, I have come up with a solution (I'm such a problem solver!)I'm going to post a blog everyday.
You my poor poor readers (if anyone actually reads this crap) will hear of my day no matter how uneventful it is.
HA!
I will conquer this mind blocking demon! I will become a great writer (after HUGE amounts of learning and studying at college) and hopefully it will be an entertaining read for whoever happens to read it.
Geez, thank goodness for spellcheck! I'm really gonna have to work on my spelling too.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Wasted Day
Today was my day off and so I spent the first part of it going through an old diary I had. It was really interesting. I had forgotten about some of the stuff that happened. Alot of them were from when I was a plyg kid and were about my transition into the real world, it was a pretty entertaining. Maybe when Im old I'll publish it :P
aaand that was probably the most productive thing I did today.
No wait, I did do TWO batches of laundry. VERY productive.
After that I wasted time like usual, on Facebook, Twitter, Online Banking, etc etc.
Then it happened.
I logged onto Jonny's World of Warcraft account.
I know your thinking "nooooo Amy! Dont go to the Darkside!!!" That or your wondering whether Im Alliance or Hordes and if Im playing PvP or PvE (for the record Im Alliance playing PvP)
And thats where the rest of my day went.
I was going to go to swing class but I only have 3 dollars and I was already late for class when I realized what time it was.
Now my butt, back, arm, and shoulder hurt and my eyes are all bleary and red. I dont know how my brothers can play for days like they do sometimes. Half a day was exhausting for me.
I feel like I need a massage and eye drops. That or sleep I suppose.
WELL Im glad I got WOW out of my system for at least a few months.
Back to being a productive work-a-holic bright and early tomorrow morning :-)
aaand that was probably the most productive thing I did today.
No wait, I did do TWO batches of laundry. VERY productive.
After that I wasted time like usual, on Facebook, Twitter, Online Banking, etc etc.
Then it happened.
I logged onto Jonny's World of Warcraft account.
I know your thinking "nooooo Amy! Dont go to the Darkside!!!" That or your wondering whether Im Alliance or Hordes and if Im playing PvP or PvE (for the record Im Alliance playing PvP)
And thats where the rest of my day went.
I was going to go to swing class but I only have 3 dollars and I was already late for class when I realized what time it was.
Now my butt, back, arm, and shoulder hurt and my eyes are all bleary and red. I dont know how my brothers can play for days like they do sometimes. Half a day was exhausting for me.
I feel like I need a massage and eye drops. That or sleep I suppose.
WELL Im glad I got WOW out of my system for at least a few months.
Back to being a productive work-a-holic bright and early tomorrow morning :-)
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Going Crazy
So my brain is on this new (or maybe not so new) kick of being unsatisfied with anything I'm about to do.
For instance, I'll be at work and I'll think to myself I really want to go for a walk or run outside, its a beautiful day and then by the time I get off work and go home to change my mind has already changed itself. Nah, I dont feel like doing anything but wasting time on my computer or maybe watching a movie. And other days when I'm about to call my friends or brothers and go hang out the fun killer in my brain convinces me that if I leave, then I most definatly will not be able to find a parking spot when I return and will have to park my car blocks away and have to worry all night about it getting vandalized and stolen (it is true that if I do leave then then my chances of getting a parking spot ARE slim to none).
If its at night then I always worry about getting a ticket for having only one headlight.
Or that im usually almost out of gas and dont have enough money to fuel it.
The other day it was SO HOT so I decided to go to the pool and swim. I even got in my swim suit and everything but ended not going because by then I lost all desire to move and ended laying sprawled out on my bed sweating like a pig, dozing in and out of sleep until I had to leave for work.
I'll feel like reading and I'll go get one of my books and maybe even read a couple sentances then decide reading isnt really what I want to be doing.
Its like I REALLY want to do something but nothing is good enough or fun enough. Im like a spoiled child who has everything but still screams and cries for something else.
Does that even make any sense?
I suppose not since nothing I ever do or say makes sense.
bleh.
For instance, I'll be at work and I'll think to myself I really want to go for a walk or run outside, its a beautiful day and then by the time I get off work and go home to change my mind has already changed itself. Nah, I dont feel like doing anything but wasting time on my computer or maybe watching a movie. And other days when I'm about to call my friends or brothers and go hang out the fun killer in my brain convinces me that if I leave, then I most definatly will not be able to find a parking spot when I return and will have to park my car blocks away and have to worry all night about it getting vandalized and stolen (it is true that if I do leave then then my chances of getting a parking spot ARE slim to none).
If its at night then I always worry about getting a ticket for having only one headlight.
Or that im usually almost out of gas and dont have enough money to fuel it.
The other day it was SO HOT so I decided to go to the pool and swim. I even got in my swim suit and everything but ended not going because by then I lost all desire to move and ended laying sprawled out on my bed sweating like a pig, dozing in and out of sleep until I had to leave for work.
I'll feel like reading and I'll go get one of my books and maybe even read a couple sentances then decide reading isnt really what I want to be doing.
Its like I REALLY want to do something but nothing is good enough or fun enough. Im like a spoiled child who has everything but still screams and cries for something else.
Does that even make any sense?
I suppose not since nothing I ever do or say makes sense.
bleh.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Pissing Me Off...
Mario my douche bag manager pisses me off! He doesnt give a rats ass about anything and if you ask him to do anything he doesnt do it or he acts like your asking too much of him. THEN if you dont ask for help and just struggle on by your self then he comes over and stands there and bitches at you for not asking for help thus making you farther behind.
He treats everyone like dirt including guests that come in. He's a lazy asshole who thinks he knows everything.
And Gabby, poor Gabby, He is an outright asshole to her.
GAAAAAA! I can't stand it! Every time he says something to me I have to tremendous urge to sass and disagree with him.
I cringe when I see him walk in the door at the start of a shift.
One time I was in the bakery by myself while my baker was on break and I had some servers who needed cashed out and a bunch of cheesecakes to make. Mario was chit chatting with the girls at the front desk and so I called him over to ask if he would help me with the cheesecakes. He went to my cash register to take cash from the servers but I stopped him and asked him to do the cheesecakes instead since I didnt want him messing with my drawer.
Now I understand he IS a manager and probably can handle money but I've been there when he gave back the wrong change to a server but the server caught it. Basically I dont trust him with my cash drawer.
So I went about doing my cashier duties for the servers then whipped the cheesecakes that mario had plated.
Mario then informed me that I was NOT to tell the managers what to do. If he wanted to do the cash register then I was supossed to let him.
Fuck you, Mario. I've been told time and time again the the managers will cover the bakery if I have guests/servers while my baker is on break, and that no one but my self is to touch my drawer since I'm accountable if anything is off. Go be a bitch somewhere else.
Also for the first time since I became a cashier, my drawer was over 16 dollars tonight. I have NEVER been over or under more than a dollar and Im usually OTP (on the penny)
I partly blame Mario since he double check my stuff. If my numbers dont add up then the manager who is counting my drawer will go over my stuff with me and we figure out what is wrong. Mario just writes me up and tells me I should watch my stuff more carefully. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
YOu know what else pisses me off? People who litter. Dont throw your shit out the window!!!
I always get a great urge to take whatever they threw out, for instance a bottle or a napkin, and stuff it in their face or smack them over the head with it. Hey dumbass, your trashing the place and killing my ocean.
One day im gonna do it. Im gonna throw their shit back at 'em.
Just like in the commercial where this dude keeps throwing his coffee cups and shit out of his car while this other guy watches and when he drives away he picks it up. This goes on everyday. Then one day he comes out to his car and there is a pile of empty cups and things he dropped ontop of his car. the guy who picked up all his shit is like, "you dropped these" hahaha!
Im sorry Im putting such negative crap on here but these rants and raves really do make me feel better when all is said and done.
He treats everyone like dirt including guests that come in. He's a lazy asshole who thinks he knows everything.
And Gabby, poor Gabby, He is an outright asshole to her.
GAAAAAA! I can't stand it! Every time he says something to me I have to tremendous urge to sass and disagree with him.
I cringe when I see him walk in the door at the start of a shift.
One time I was in the bakery by myself while my baker was on break and I had some servers who needed cashed out and a bunch of cheesecakes to make. Mario was chit chatting with the girls at the front desk and so I called him over to ask if he would help me with the cheesecakes. He went to my cash register to take cash from the servers but I stopped him and asked him to do the cheesecakes instead since I didnt want him messing with my drawer.
Now I understand he IS a manager and probably can handle money but I've been there when he gave back the wrong change to a server but the server caught it. Basically I dont trust him with my cash drawer.
So I went about doing my cashier duties for the servers then whipped the cheesecakes that mario had plated.
Mario then informed me that I was NOT to tell the managers what to do. If he wanted to do the cash register then I was supossed to let him.
Fuck you, Mario. I've been told time and time again the the managers will cover the bakery if I have guests/servers while my baker is on break, and that no one but my self is to touch my drawer since I'm accountable if anything is off. Go be a bitch somewhere else.
Also for the first time since I became a cashier, my drawer was over 16 dollars tonight. I have NEVER been over or under more than a dollar and Im usually OTP (on the penny)
I partly blame Mario since he double check my stuff. If my numbers dont add up then the manager who is counting my drawer will go over my stuff with me and we figure out what is wrong. Mario just writes me up and tells me I should watch my stuff more carefully. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
YOu know what else pisses me off? People who litter. Dont throw your shit out the window!!!
I always get a great urge to take whatever they threw out, for instance a bottle or a napkin, and stuff it in their face or smack them over the head with it. Hey dumbass, your trashing the place and killing my ocean.
One day im gonna do it. Im gonna throw their shit back at 'em.
Just like in the commercial where this dude keeps throwing his coffee cups and shit out of his car while this other guy watches and when he drives away he picks it up. This goes on everyday. Then one day he comes out to his car and there is a pile of empty cups and things he dropped ontop of his car. the guy who picked up all his shit is like, "you dropped these" hahaha!
Im sorry Im putting such negative crap on here but these rants and raves really do make me feel better when all is said and done.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Swinging the Night Away
The other day Alec the ROTR guy from work (Restaurants On The Run, they deliver food from various restaurants that don't offer delivery service) invited me to come to his swing dancing class that he teaches on Friday nights. So tonight at 7:30 I headed over to The Neighborhood Cup coffee house where the lessons are held. I had to sit and wait awhile since Alec was going to be filming a music video with his band and was rehearsing for it.
Swing Dancing was fun. Alec taught us some basic steps which were pretty easy although I really sucked on the last steps he taught us. I guess I'll have to get them down next time..
Todays class was a little small. Only 8 people showed up but I was told that class sizes vary. Last week they had 40 people! Most of the people there were highschool kids but it was still alot of fun. I cant wait for next week!
I stayed after class and watched them film the music video which was pretty cool too. All in all, it was a fun group and im excited for next time :)
Swing Dancing was fun. Alec taught us some basic steps which were pretty easy although I really sucked on the last steps he taught us. I guess I'll have to get them down next time..
Todays class was a little small. Only 8 people showed up but I was told that class sizes vary. Last week they had 40 people! Most of the people there were highschool kids but it was still alot of fun. I cant wait for next week!
I stayed after class and watched them film the music video which was pretty cool too. All in all, it was a fun group and im excited for next time :)
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
And for todays blog we have...
...mmm nuthing much but I was trying for a catchy title.
Just so you know, my love for reading has returned. I read By The River Piedra, I Sat Down And Wept which was awesome just like anything Paulo Coelho writes is. I swear that man is the most brilliant, inspired, amazing, incredible person ever. It would be awesome to meet him some day, I'll put that on my to-do list..
I just now finished reading Memoirs of a Geisha and loved it! My friend Mo says that this is one of those few instances where the movie is actually better than the book. Psh, right. I guess I'll have to watch it to see if she's right.
Now that I've finished these two, its back to the library to start on the book list! :)
Just so you know, my love for reading has returned. I read By The River Piedra, I Sat Down And Wept which was awesome just like anything Paulo Coelho writes is. I swear that man is the most brilliant, inspired, amazing, incredible person ever. It would be awesome to meet him some day, I'll put that on my to-do list..
I just now finished reading Memoirs of a Geisha and loved it! My friend Mo says that this is one of those few instances where the movie is actually better than the book. Psh, right. I guess I'll have to watch it to see if she's right.
Now that I've finished these two, its back to the library to start on the book list! :)
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Books Books Books
Recently I have had a hard time getting into books which is very bizarre for me since I LOVE to read and will read pretty much any book be it a romance novel or a psychology book. I started reading Sense and Sensibility when I first came down here and it was good, but for some reason about half way through I lost interest and haven't felt the urge to pick the book back up again. Same with Honeymoon with My Brother and Choke. Eh, really I stopped reading Choke because I watched the movie right after I started reading it and it was pretty lame and the book wasn't doing so good so far either so I quit.
The last few times I went to the library I couldn't find anything that looked interesting, So today at work I decided I'd ask my co-workers what their favorite book is or one that they would recommend and the list below is what I ended up with (the name following it is who suggested it)
Wicked~Johnnie Thorton
The Art of Racing in the Rain~Samantha Winterburn
A Long Way Gone~Manager Dan
Grapes of Wrath~also Manager Dan
Helter Skelter~Shawn
The Reapers Line~Brenden
The Silmarillion~Sam Renihan
A Child Called It~Cynthia Bales
Journey of Desire~Melissa
Captivating~Melissa again
Time Travelers Wife~Terri
I'm excited! Right now I have By the River Piedra, I Sat Down and Wept by Paulo Coelho and Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden. I'll probably read those first and then get started on the list beginning with Grapes of Wrath or Wicked...cant decide but I'm REALLY excited :D
The last few times I went to the library I couldn't find anything that looked interesting, So today at work I decided I'd ask my co-workers what their favorite book is or one that they would recommend and the list below is what I ended up with (the name following it is who suggested it)
Wicked~Johnnie Thorton
The Art of Racing in the Rain~Samantha Winterburn
A Long Way Gone~Manager Dan
Grapes of Wrath~also Manager Dan
Helter Skelter~Shawn
The Reapers Line~Brenden
The Silmarillion~Sam Renihan
A Child Called It~Cynthia Bales
Journey of Desire~Melissa
Captivating~Melissa again
Time Travelers Wife~Terri
I'm excited! Right now I have By the River Piedra, I Sat Down and Wept by Paulo Coelho and Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden. I'll probably read those first and then get started on the list beginning with Grapes of Wrath or Wicked...cant decide but I'm REALLY excited :D
Friday, May 29, 2009
Running in the Rain and Snail Watching
Today after work I decided to go for a run in the rain which was AMAZING! The rain was coming down so softly and it felt like the sky was kissing my face. It felt so good (except for that I could only run like 10 feet before I was huffing and puffing with a gut ache).
Since it was raining there were snails everywhere and I had to keep dodging them while I was running. Cleaning snails out of the tiny treads of my shoes for crews shoes didnt sound fun (yes I was running in my shoes from work. A poor girls gotta make do with what she has).
Anyways on my run back home I saw a snail giving birth to another snail (that or else it was eating a smaller one...). Watching a snail give birth takes some time as you might imagine and after a while a guy pulled over and asked if I was alright. I told him I was fine, I was just watching snails (geez I know that sounds crazy, but Im a crazy personlike that). I didn't tell him that I thought the snail was having a baby because I didn't want him to call the men in white coats. He's all "Well more power to ya! I just drove by a couple times and you were still there and I was worried you were hurt." You know he's thinking Im the weirdest girl he's ever seen.
Eh, it probably gave him a good laugh and a story about a crazy girl snail watching in the rain.
On my little run I discovered a small little park just up the road with swings :)!!! So I swung for a while and while I was swinging I thought up a great idea to go invest in a soccer ball and get some people from work to come play soccer one day out of the week for fun and excersize. Man, I'm a genius! Swinging is so inspiring for me :P
Since it was raining there were snails everywhere and I had to keep dodging them while I was running. Cleaning snails out of the tiny treads of my shoes for crews shoes didnt sound fun (yes I was running in my shoes from work. A poor girls gotta make do with what she has).
Anyways on my run back home I saw a snail giving birth to another snail (that or else it was eating a smaller one...). Watching a snail give birth takes some time as you might imagine and after a while a guy pulled over and asked if I was alright. I told him I was fine, I was just watching snails (geez I know that sounds crazy, but Im a crazy personlike that). I didn't tell him that I thought the snail was having a baby because I didn't want him to call the men in white coats. He's all "Well more power to ya! I just drove by a couple times and you were still there and I was worried you were hurt." You know he's thinking Im the weirdest girl he's ever seen.
Eh, it probably gave him a good laugh and a story about a crazy girl snail watching in the rain.
On my little run I discovered a small little park just up the road with swings :)!!! So I swung for a while and while I was swinging I thought up a great idea to go invest in a soccer ball and get some people from work to come play soccer one day out of the week for fun and excersize. Man, I'm a genius! Swinging is so inspiring for me :P
Thursday, May 28, 2009
A Horrible Case of Homesickness
I made a trip back home to Utah for Sara's wedding and just to see friends since I havent been home since February. Going back and seeing everyone made me really homesick and it sucks.
I miss spending time with Darlene. Drinking coffee in the morning, playing boggle, talking about anything and everything, planning trips and parties.
I miss spending time with Darlene. Drinking coffee in the morning, playing boggle, talking about anything and everything, planning trips and parties.
I miss weekends playing poker and rockband.
I miss my heart to hearts talks about Darlene, life, and goals with Larry.
I miss play fighting with Lehi and Sammy. 
I miss Virginia. So MUCH!
I miss Bernice who is always so sweet and cheerful.
I miss Twitch and his cute little face.
I miss the desert mountains and the familiar hikes up them.
I miss my mother and little brothers and sisters. I always knew I'd regret that I lived so close and saw them so little.
I really miss my mother.
I miss Ruby Tuesday and miss all the people I worked with there.
I miss living with people who I was totally comfortable with. Where I could come home and not want to hide out in my room all day.
Now I have to go get some tissue and blow my runny nose and hopefully get some sleep so I can wake up tomorrow and remember why I love it down here too.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
This day
Today was great :) I only had six hours of sleep instead of the usual 10 which of course felt way better. I run better off of 5 to 7 hours of sleep.
Work was good. It was slow but that was good for me since Im still getting used to the cashier position....aaaand because my future boyfriend came in....OK probably not, but he's ooooh so good looking and sweet and he's from a small country near Saudi Arabia (cant remember the name though, I'm a bad crusher. I'd be no good at stalking :p). He comes in alot which is awesome.
Anyway, back to my day (ack boys are no good, no good!) I got off work and realized that I didnt have enough time to run home and change and make it all the way to Long Beach by seven.
So despite my poorness I ran into Old Navy and bought a cheap shirt and sandles and cruised out to Cal State Long Beach.
Thanks to Brigitte's friend, Tawny, who gave me directions I actually got there without taking taking too many detours (except when I had to stop for gas, then I took a LOOOOONNG detour, but still made it in time).
I found my way to to theater and after awhile found a seat which was actually being saved for someone else, they just didnt bother telling me until the show was already started. The Fashion show was cool even though I'm not very fashion savvy. There was some cool/crazy/weird outfits up there! Brigitte's outfits were awesome and she won an award for one of them!
I wanted to see her after the show but figured she's be busy with her models and family and other friends etc so I just left. I was really glad I went though. It was fun and out of the norm for me. She ended up texting me just as I got home wondering where I was. phooey.
But tomorrow we are going to a swap meet so that'll be alot of fun too.
Work was good. It was slow but that was good for me since Im still getting used to the cashier position....aaaand because my future boyfriend came in....OK probably not, but he's ooooh so good looking and sweet and he's from a small country near Saudi Arabia (cant remember the name though, I'm a bad crusher. I'd be no good at stalking :p). He comes in alot which is awesome.
Anyway, back to my day (ack boys are no good, no good!) I got off work and realized that I didnt have enough time to run home and change and make it all the way to Long Beach by seven.
So despite my poorness I ran into Old Navy and bought a cheap shirt and sandles and cruised out to Cal State Long Beach.
Thanks to Brigitte's friend, Tawny, who gave me directions I actually got there without taking taking too many detours (except when I had to stop for gas, then I took a LOOOOONNG detour, but still made it in time).
I found my way to to theater and after awhile found a seat which was actually being saved for someone else, they just didnt bother telling me until the show was already started. The Fashion show was cool even though I'm not very fashion savvy. There was some cool/crazy/weird outfits up there! Brigitte's outfits were awesome and she won an award for one of them!
I wanted to see her after the show but figured she's be busy with her models and family and other friends etc so I just left. I was really glad I went though. It was fun and out of the norm for me. She ended up texting me just as I got home wondering where I was. phooey.
But tomorrow we are going to a swap meet so that'll be alot of fun too.
Todays Adventures to Mexico
Ahhh, so today I ventured down south to spend the day with some of my Utahn friends at a beach house in Imperial Beach which turned into a small day trip to Ensenada, Mexico!
My good friend Dan Y and his awesome girlfriend Chelsea along with a few friends of theirs are staying at Uncle Dans Beach house for a week and I luckily had the day off so I could spend it with them.
Seeing Dan and Chelsea was great and I met their friends who seemed cool too.
We were all sitting there catching up when I got a text on my phone saying "Welcome to Mexico! Dial 001 & the ten digit phone number to call the US. Local Calls Dial the 7 or 8 digit number." Sweet, Mexico is texting me! Dan said its probably because my phone picked up a mexican phone tower because Mexico is only 4 miles south from the beach house.
So since I've never been to Mexico and really wanted to go then Dan, Chelsea, Randy, Hyrum, and I decidede to hop in Dans car and make a quick trip to Rosarita, Mexico!
Weird thing about Mexico is they dont care who comes in. Anyone and their dog can just drive or walk into Mexico. I never knew this! I always wondered how felons and people running from the law could always get into Mexico without getting caught at the border. Hell, I couldnt even get into England (long story...) sheesh, if I had known you could get in so easily I would have just gone to Mexico instead...ok maybe not but back to my story..
Once we were in Mexico Dan decided since it was my first time there we should take our little jaunt all the way to Ensenada.
An hour later we arrived in Ensenada really hungry and me super excited. We drove around for quite awhile trying to decide where to stop and eat. No one would really say yea or nay about any place so we just parked and walked to the nearest restaurant. The place was a small and quaint little shop and the lady working there didnt know much english and had no menus. (didnt really matter, it would be in spanish anyway which none of us could read) we eventually got that we could have poi yo (spanish for chicken and no thats more than likely not how you spell it either) shrimp or beef. We all went with the chicken which came served with warm tortillas, beans, rice and steamed carrots and potatoes. It all tasted good quite good.
After eating Randy and Hyrum found a smoke shop to buy some Cuban Cigars and I went a little crazy in a candy shop. There was some weird candy in there! The stuff I ended up buying didnt taste so great though :(
While we were there we decided to knock another thing off my to do list and headed over to a titty bar. It was slow and really empty since it was only 6pm but there was a couple girls up on stage dancing and some nasty old ladies got hyrum to buy a drink for them and then tried to take him upstairs for some "sucky sucky". Hehe. It was mostly really boring but then I didnt really expect much from a titty bar in Mexico at 6pm on a weekday. Ah well, I might try again on a weekend after 9pm when I'm 21 in Vegas. Maybe.
We headed home after that. After getting a little lost and going the wrong way on a roundabout we finally made it to the border. Now HERES where they care who goes through.
We inched along the line slowly watching the Mexicans juggle balls, do tricks and wheelies in a wheel chair, wash windows and sell food and trinkets to the cars waiting to go through the border. FINALLY we made it to the border patrol and after checking our passports he sent us to secondary for some "customary search procedures". We waited over there for an hour and finally they came and looked in our trunk and searched mine and Chelsea's purses ( funny thing is they didnt search the two bags in the trunk but insisted on searching our purses) after that we made it back to the beach house all in one piece :)
Now I can mark two more things off my list! I know it sounds like a sketchy list with titty bars and all but really its not actually a list, just more of doing things I never have done before (dont worry, that strictly excludes drugs of any kind) and visiting every country!
But I'm back to work bright and early tomorrow so I must end this post for today
Adios Amigos :)
My good friend Dan Y and his awesome girlfriend Chelsea along with a few friends of theirs are staying at Uncle Dans Beach house for a week and I luckily had the day off so I could spend it with them.
Seeing Dan and Chelsea was great and I met their friends who seemed cool too.
We were all sitting there catching up when I got a text on my phone saying "Welcome to Mexico! Dial 001 & the ten digit phone number to call the US. Local Calls Dial the 7 or 8 digit number." Sweet, Mexico is texting me! Dan said its probably because my phone picked up a mexican phone tower because Mexico is only 4 miles south from the beach house.
So since I've never been to Mexico and really wanted to go then Dan, Chelsea, Randy, Hyrum, and I decidede to hop in Dans car and make a quick trip to Rosarita, Mexico!
Weird thing about Mexico is they dont care who comes in. Anyone and their dog can just drive or walk into Mexico. I never knew this! I always wondered how felons and people running from the law could always get into Mexico without getting caught at the border. Hell, I couldnt even get into England (long story...) sheesh, if I had known you could get in so easily I would have just gone to Mexico instead...ok maybe not but back to my story..
Once we were in Mexico Dan decided since it was my first time there we should take our little jaunt all the way to Ensenada.
An hour later we arrived in Ensenada really hungry and me super excited. We drove around for quite awhile trying to decide where to stop and eat. No one would really say yea or nay about any place so we just parked and walked to the nearest restaurant. The place was a small and quaint little shop and the lady working there didnt know much english and had no menus. (didnt really matter, it would be in spanish anyway which none of us could read) we eventually got that we could have poi yo (spanish for chicken and no thats more than likely not how you spell it either) shrimp or beef. We all went with the chicken which came served with warm tortillas, beans, rice and steamed carrots and potatoes. It all tasted good quite good.
After eating Randy and Hyrum found a smoke shop to buy some Cuban Cigars and I went a little crazy in a candy shop. There was some weird candy in there! The stuff I ended up buying didnt taste so great though :(
While we were there we decided to knock another thing off my to do list and headed over to a titty bar. It was slow and really empty since it was only 6pm but there was a couple girls up on stage dancing and some nasty old ladies got hyrum to buy a drink for them and then tried to take him upstairs for some "sucky sucky". Hehe. It was mostly really boring but then I didnt really expect much from a titty bar in Mexico at 6pm on a weekday. Ah well, I might try again on a weekend after 9pm when I'm 21 in Vegas. Maybe.
We headed home after that. After getting a little lost and going the wrong way on a roundabout we finally made it to the border. Now HERES where they care who goes through.
We inched along the line slowly watching the Mexicans juggle balls, do tricks and wheelies in a wheel chair, wash windows and sell food and trinkets to the cars waiting to go through the border. FINALLY we made it to the border patrol and after checking our passports he sent us to secondary for some "customary search procedures". We waited over there for an hour and finally they came and looked in our trunk and searched mine and Chelsea's purses ( funny thing is they didnt search the two bags in the trunk but insisted on searching our purses) after that we made it back to the beach house all in one piece :)
Now I can mark two more things off my list! I know it sounds like a sketchy list with titty bars and all but really its not actually a list, just more of doing things I never have done before (dont worry, that strictly excludes drugs of any kind) and visiting every country!
But I'm back to work bright and early tomorrow so I must end this post for today
Adios Amigos :)
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Amy the Poor but Optomistic Fun Loving Blogger
I am very broke, as a lot of people these days are.
When you are broke you automatically assume you cant do anything fun, which makes you depressed and angry. I, however, am going to take a stand against this common belief!
I refuse to let this retarded economy and lack of funds get me down!
I will have fun without money! Who needs money anyway....er at least to have fun that is...
I will party it up everyday with no or minimal spending of the dinero!
I work five to six days a week and my shifts don't start until 5 or 6 pm so I have a lot of time to waste.
Mostly I've spent my time sleeping, reading at the library, and surfing the net.
I found this awesome site today whilst surfing. Take a look ....http://www.discoverfun.com/freeinfo/500fun/index.html.... so I will start spicing up my days with a few crazy feats from the list of ideas provided on the web page! Yay, fun here I come!
When you are broke you automatically assume you cant do anything fun, which makes you depressed and angry. I, however, am going to take a stand against this common belief!
I refuse to let this retarded economy and lack of funds get me down!
I will have fun without money! Who needs money anyway....er at least to have fun that is...
I will party it up everyday with no or minimal spending of the dinero!
I work five to six days a week and my shifts don't start until 5 or 6 pm so I have a lot of time to waste.
Mostly I've spent my time sleeping, reading at the library, and surfing the net.
I found this awesome site today whilst surfing. Take a look ....http://www.discoverfun.com/freeinfo/500fun/index.html.... so I will start spicing up my days with a few crazy feats from the list of ideas provided on the web page! Yay, fun here I come!
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Yoga
A friend from work invited me to a Yoga class last wednesday and it was the most amazing thing ever!
It was the first time I have ever tried yoga and im pretty sure Im addicted now. I was worried that I would really suck and be embarrassed the whole time but it actually came almost naturally to me. The class lasted an hour but I wanted to keep streching, it felt so good.
In Kung Fu, you learn how to feel your energy through deep breathing or meditating. It didnt happen too often but I've felt mine before, usually at seminars or at Kung Fu Camp when I had to try for an hour. Even then it was really hard to feel it through my whole body...it was always mostly in my legs. But man, when I did feel it, I could chi sau for hours!
Anyway, when the yoga class was over I was teeming. I could feel my energy all throughout my body. It felt amazing!
Ahhhh now I really really really wanna sign up for classes.
More money I shouldnt be spending, but it will be worth it.
It was the first time I have ever tried yoga and im pretty sure Im addicted now. I was worried that I would really suck and be embarrassed the whole time but it actually came almost naturally to me. The class lasted an hour but I wanted to keep streching, it felt so good.
In Kung Fu, you learn how to feel your energy through deep breathing or meditating. It didnt happen too often but I've felt mine before, usually at seminars or at Kung Fu Camp when I had to try for an hour. Even then it was really hard to feel it through my whole body...it was always mostly in my legs. But man, when I did feel it, I could chi sau for hours!
Anyway, when the yoga class was over I was teeming. I could feel my energy all throughout my body. It felt amazing!
Ahhhh now I really really really wanna sign up for classes.
More money I shouldnt be spending, but it will be worth it.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Pork and Beans..
..by Weezer is stuck in my head, which would be great because its a awesome song but the only part of the song I remember is "...don't give a hoot (or is it damn) about what you think....something something something...I eat my candy with my pork and beans..." Very annoying.
I'm supposed to be learning The Cheesecake Factory's menu but I have been procrastinating for the last couple days. My practical smart side of me has been nagging me for days.."Stop watching TV and study your menu. No you shouldn't go hang out with friends, you should learn the menu. You've had tons of sleep, now wake up and study for your test. Get off your computer and study. DONT write in your blog, instead you should LEARN THE MENU!!!!" but my lazier, dont give a damn, let the peices fall where they may side of me must have taken over because I have studied all of about 1 hour for the dumb thing and its in four days. Instead my lazier side finds less important things to do and I always do them instead.
I have a headache from it all.
I'm supposed to be learning The Cheesecake Factory's menu but I have been procrastinating for the last couple days. My practical smart side of me has been nagging me for days.."Stop watching TV and study your menu. No you shouldn't go hang out with friends, you should learn the menu. You've had tons of sleep, now wake up and study for your test. Get off your computer and study. DONT write in your blog, instead you should LEARN THE MENU!!!!" but my lazier, dont give a damn, let the peices fall where they may side of me must have taken over because I have studied all of about 1 hour for the dumb thing and its in four days. Instead my lazier side finds less important things to do and I always do them instead.
I have a headache from it all.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
MOVING!
Yes! Moving day has come :)
I'm moving in with a young couple and their little boy. I have my own room and bathroom all for 500 a month! Pretty snazzy huh.
So that's what I'll be doing all day tomorrow until I go to work @5:30.
Also I just might get to go surfing this week!!! Anh, a guy I work with, goes surfing pretty much everyday and he said he'd take me :) Fun stuff!
But even cooler than that, I found out that my brother Jonny is moving to California in July!!!! Yeah! Haven't seen Jonny in 2 years!
So now Dad, Jonny, Danny and I all live down here, now Virg and Sammy need to move here :)
Just a little parting thought...have you ever stopped and noticed the weird words we use? When I was typing Moving I thought of that. Mooooovvving....hmmm weird.
You know what word is cool? Subtle. I like to say it over and over again....subtle subtle subtle OOO so fun!
I'm moving in with a young couple and their little boy. I have my own room and bathroom all for 500 a month! Pretty snazzy huh.
So that's what I'll be doing all day tomorrow until I go to work @5:30.
Also I just might get to go surfing this week!!! Anh, a guy I work with, goes surfing pretty much everyday and he said he'd take me :) Fun stuff!
But even cooler than that, I found out that my brother Jonny is moving to California in July!!!! Yeah! Haven't seen Jonny in 2 years!
So now Dad, Jonny, Danny and I all live down here, now Virg and Sammy need to move here :)
Just a little parting thought...have you ever stopped and noticed the weird words we use? When I was typing Moving I thought of that. Mooooovvving....hmmm weird.
You know what word is cool? Subtle. I like to say it over and over again....subtle subtle subtle OOO so fun!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
On With The House Hunt
Gramma REALLY doesnt want me to move out.
She now has my rent down to 300 a month and 3 cleaning days if I'll stay.
But I wont.
I know if I stay the bickering and blaming will only get worse because Im paying less.
Im always polite though and tell her thanks for the offer thats very kind of you but Im sure I'll find a place to rent for a reasonable price.
Today I went and looked at another place (the last one I talked about didnt work out. They wanted someone who was over 21) This place was a brand new apartment building that looked great and the girl who was showing me the place was awesome buuuuuut it didnt say that it was a shared room in the ad they posted on craigslist. I wasnt very surprised though when I found out that it was a shared room because the rent was so cheap...too good to be true. But if I could stand to share a room then this place would actually be pretty cool.
Carol (the girl who was showing me the place) seemed really cool and she is my age. She'd be one of my roommates (she's sharing a room with her sister) and the girl who I'd be sharing with is my age also. I'd definitely need to meet the girl I'd be sharing with first before I made a decision. Ok here are the pro's and con's
Pros:
That would be awesome to move in there, hang out with some fun girls my age, meet new people through them...get a social life basically.
She now has my rent down to 300 a month and 3 cleaning days if I'll stay.
But I wont.
I know if I stay the bickering and blaming will only get worse because Im paying less.
Im always polite though and tell her thanks for the offer thats very kind of you but Im sure I'll find a place to rent for a reasonable price.
Today I went and looked at another place (the last one I talked about didnt work out. They wanted someone who was over 21) This place was a brand new apartment building that looked great and the girl who was showing me the place was awesome buuuuuut it didnt say that it was a shared room in the ad they posted on craigslist. I wasnt very surprised though when I found out that it was a shared room because the rent was so cheap...too good to be true. But if I could stand to share a room then this place would actually be pretty cool.
Carol (the girl who was showing me the place) seemed really cool and she is my age. She'd be one of my roommates (she's sharing a room with her sister) and the girl who I'd be sharing with is my age also. I'd definitely need to meet the girl I'd be sharing with first before I made a decision. Ok here are the pro's and con's
Pros:
- Cheap rent of 350.00+ utilities split 5 ways.
- Full access to kitchen :DDD
- Internet :DDDDDDD!!!!!!!!! (I dont have it where I live now)
- Yoga room and Fitness room (possibly pool but not sure)
- Living with 4 young fun girls (which could also turn out to be a con)
- The place is only available for two months (also another con in a way)
Cons:
- Sharing a room
- Living with 4 other girls (think of all the PMS and potential drama)
- Sharing a bathroom with two other girls (I work at night so I dont necessarily need to shower in the morning)
- I would have to find a place in two months (I dont really mind though)
That would be awesome to move in there, hang out with some fun girls my age, meet new people through them...get a social life basically.
but at the same time....share a room....ugh! ok next time your in your room by yourself try to notice all the things you do when people arent around. Admit it, you fart, pick your nose, scratch your butt, talk nonesense to yourself....ok maybe only I do that but anyway sharing a room is not that appealing to me yet I could do it if I must. Anyways I gotta let Carol know by tomorrow so I got alot to think about....
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Under duds
Today I've been hanging out with Darlene while she was doing her brothers laundry. Apparently when he buys his underwear he just grabs the package off the rack without looking at the size because he had underwear ranging from sizes Small to XL!
Ha ha we're weirdos I know! Just the everyday craziness that happens with us two.
Anyways we got a little crazy and so I thought I'd put up some pics we took :)
I miss living with her and wish she'd move to California with me to continue our crazy daily feats.
*sniff sniff*
*sniff sniff*
Monday, March 9, 2009
Familiar Faces
OK, everything is so familiar here in California. Everyone here reminds me somehow of someone I knew or worked with back home. There is Casee who acts exactly like Emily. The server (I don't know her name yet) who looks exactly like Deanna did 4 years ago. Dotty who looks like my mother will in 10 years. If you took my managers Ahn and Sol and put them together you'd get Slugger. Jeff looks and reminds me of Rulon. Eric looks just like Royce. Cecilia reminds me of Zoila.
I wonder if it will be like this everywhere I go. Will there always be the fun spontaneous girl who reminds me of Emily? Or when I move to a new place will the new fun spontaneous girl remind me of Casee or the last fun spontaneous girl I knew?
Last night I played poker with some people from the cheesecake factory. In a way it was just like hanging out with Tom Louis Artie and those guys back home except that I couldn't join in on their stories and didnt get their inside jokes because I had just met these people and didnt know any of them.
In a way it makes me bored of this place. It feels like I already know these people and I know what they do for fun. It differs a little from my friends in Utah. The Cali people go to concerts and the beach. Utah friends go ride dirtbikes and fourwheelers and go snowboarding or boating depending on the time of the year. But both groups mostly spend their nights and weekends getting drunk, going to movies and hanging out with their friends and/or coworkers.
What I do like about living here is that no one knows me. In Utah everyone knows all about me. Where Im from. Where Im living. My family, my friends, the boys I've dated. What I do for fun, the places I've been, where I'm going next week.
I like that about this place but at the same time I want to tell my coworkers and the people I meet stuff about myself because that is how you make conversation with people you've just met. You ask questions about them and in return they do the same learning more about each other until you find that you have things in common and become friends or learn that your personalities conflict and avoid each other.
Also part of why I want to tell people stuff about myself is because I like to shock and get reactions from people and alot of things about me shock people and I get great reactions when I tell people about my life.
I guess it doesnt matter. The people I hang out with will eventually know anyway.
I wonder if it will be like this everywhere I go. Will there always be the fun spontaneous girl who reminds me of Emily? Or when I move to a new place will the new fun spontaneous girl remind me of Casee or the last fun spontaneous girl I knew?
Last night I played poker with some people from the cheesecake factory. In a way it was just like hanging out with Tom Louis Artie and those guys back home except that I couldn't join in on their stories and didnt get their inside jokes because I had just met these people and didnt know any of them.
In a way it makes me bored of this place. It feels like I already know these people and I know what they do for fun. It differs a little from my friends in Utah. The Cali people go to concerts and the beach. Utah friends go ride dirtbikes and fourwheelers and go snowboarding or boating depending on the time of the year. But both groups mostly spend their nights and weekends getting drunk, going to movies and hanging out with their friends and/or coworkers.
What I do like about living here is that no one knows me. In Utah everyone knows all about me. Where Im from. Where Im living. My family, my friends, the boys I've dated. What I do for fun, the places I've been, where I'm going next week.
I like that about this place but at the same time I want to tell my coworkers and the people I meet stuff about myself because that is how you make conversation with people you've just met. You ask questions about them and in return they do the same learning more about each other until you find that you have things in common and become friends or learn that your personalities conflict and avoid each other.
Also part of why I want to tell people stuff about myself is because I like to shock and get reactions from people and alot of things about me shock people and I get great reactions when I tell people about my life.
I guess it doesnt matter. The people I hang out with will eventually know anyway.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Stuff Out of My Head
So I am in the mood to write, or type I guess I should say.
I read The Alchemist yesterday and I've decided its pretty much the greatest book ever.
That little Santiago guy is so inspiring! So if you haven't read the book, do so. Consider it your homework assignment. Actually don't do that, then it will be a chore or task, consider it a treat your giving your soul :D
I am moving out of the house I was staying in, and what a RELIEF! I'm just sorry that I wasnt the one to initiate it. Heres how it all came about.
I usually come home from work anywhere from midnight to 1:30 in the morning. I come in really quietly so she wont wake up and so her dog wont hear me and start barking. I've even asked her like 4 times if she can hear me come in and she says she cant. So on saturday I was at dannys until 10:30pm and then I went home. The next morning Gramma says to me " You come in really late every night and it wakes me up and I need my sleep blah blah blah. You should probably just find another place to live." Im like " Yeah I'm sorry I just work late. It probably would be better if I found another place." Woo Hoo! I didnt realize how much I hate living there until now and Im so glad to be moving. Hopefully I have enough money... :x
So now I am on a house hunt. I'd like to stay in Mission Viejo because I like the area and because its close to Danny and Dad and work.
Today I have two rooms to go see. I actually already went and saw one this morning.... yeeeeeaaaaahhhh not moving in. The rent is really cheap but I can tell I would hate living there. The place is deathly silent. So quiet that when someone cleared their throat upstairs it made me jump. Imagine talking on the phone and knowing everyone in the house can hear you.
But that wasn't what made me decide I didn't want to move in. The room is tiny but that doesn't bother me. I have to share a bathroom with another girl living there. The bathroom is old but tidy-ish so I think I could stand that for cheap rent. But here's what made me decide. The person who owns the house is an old, nasty-looking guy. I get a little grossed out when I look at him.
When he was showing me through the house we got to the kitchen and the roommates have their own designated fridge which is big and empty so there is room for my stuff so that's good. "You can put your food in here and use the microwave in the kitchen" I told him I like to fry eggs and occasionally pancakes in the morning for breakfast and asked him if that was OK. He didn't like the idea. " That's not a good idea...*grumbling to himself*...I guess you could if you kept the fan on and didn't make it smell" OK, uh so no kitchen access. I'm trying to move away from foods that only come out of microwaves so this is no good. Then he asks me if I do laundry. Uh yeah.
"If you don't have much laundry and you only do it on occasion then we have a laundry machine here. I don't like people to use it very much because it can break" The machines are ancient like the old man himself and of course he shows me how to use it. So I told the old man I had another place to go see and I'd call him and let him know by tomorrow if I wanted the place.
Oh and another thing, He wants me to move in immediately. I told him I had until the end of the month at my current place so I was planning on moving then. He told me he wanted me in by the 15th. So no go on that place.
The next place I'm going to see is in Irvine and the people living there are 28 and 30 so no old fogies at least. They're asking 460 plus utilites for a private room with a shared bath. Hopefully these people are cooler than the last place...cross your fingers!
Anyway Im off to Costco with my Bro. Just so you know going to Costco is one of my favorite things. It reminds me of hanging out with Darlene and I love the little food samples. :)
So until next time...
I read The Alchemist yesterday and I've decided its pretty much the greatest book ever.
That little Santiago guy is so inspiring! So if you haven't read the book, do so. Consider it your homework assignment. Actually don't do that, then it will be a chore or task, consider it a treat your giving your soul :D
I am moving out of the house I was staying in, and what a RELIEF! I'm just sorry that I wasnt the one to initiate it. Heres how it all came about.
I usually come home from work anywhere from midnight to 1:30 in the morning. I come in really quietly so she wont wake up and so her dog wont hear me and start barking. I've even asked her like 4 times if she can hear me come in and she says she cant. So on saturday I was at dannys until 10:30pm and then I went home. The next morning Gramma says to me " You come in really late every night and it wakes me up and I need my sleep blah blah blah. You should probably just find another place to live." Im like " Yeah I'm sorry I just work late. It probably would be better if I found another place." Woo Hoo! I didnt realize how much I hate living there until now and Im so glad to be moving. Hopefully I have enough money... :x
So now I am on a house hunt. I'd like to stay in Mission Viejo because I like the area and because its close to Danny and Dad and work.
Today I have two rooms to go see. I actually already went and saw one this morning.... yeeeeeaaaaahhhh not moving in. The rent is really cheap but I can tell I would hate living there. The place is deathly silent. So quiet that when someone cleared their throat upstairs it made me jump. Imagine talking on the phone and knowing everyone in the house can hear you.
But that wasn't what made me decide I didn't want to move in. The room is tiny but that doesn't bother me. I have to share a bathroom with another girl living there. The bathroom is old but tidy-ish so I think I could stand that for cheap rent. But here's what made me decide. The person who owns the house is an old, nasty-looking guy. I get a little grossed out when I look at him.
When he was showing me through the house we got to the kitchen and the roommates have their own designated fridge which is big and empty so there is room for my stuff so that's good. "You can put your food in here and use the microwave in the kitchen" I told him I like to fry eggs and occasionally pancakes in the morning for breakfast and asked him if that was OK. He didn't like the idea. " That's not a good idea...*grumbling to himself*...I guess you could if you kept the fan on and didn't make it smell" OK, uh so no kitchen access. I'm trying to move away from foods that only come out of microwaves so this is no good. Then he asks me if I do laundry. Uh yeah.
"If you don't have much laundry and you only do it on occasion then we have a laundry machine here. I don't like people to use it very much because it can break" The machines are ancient like the old man himself and of course he shows me how to use it. So I told the old man I had another place to go see and I'd call him and let him know by tomorrow if I wanted the place.
Oh and another thing, He wants me to move in immediately. I told him I had until the end of the month at my current place so I was planning on moving then. He told me he wanted me in by the 15th. So no go on that place.
The next place I'm going to see is in Irvine and the people living there are 28 and 30 so no old fogies at least. They're asking 460 plus utilites for a private room with a shared bath. Hopefully these people are cooler than the last place...cross your fingers!
Anyway Im off to Costco with my Bro. Just so you know going to Costco is one of my favorite things. It reminds me of hanging out with Darlene and I love the little food samples. :)
So until next time...
Living with a Old Lady
Alright, so when I first came to California I was staying on my brothers couch. Danny and Mike (my cousin Danny lives with) agreed to let me stay two weeks on their couch while I looked for a job and a place to stay. About a week and a half of discouraging job searching then my dad gave me a call saying that if I wanted to I could come clean up a job he'd been doing for this French lady. He said I would like her because she has been all around the world and was french blah blah blah...
So since I am desperate for money AND bored out of my mind I go over there the next morning to clean up. The french lady who I will call gramma (because she is old and she doesn't think she is) and she seems real nice. She lives in this condo right by Lake Mission Viejo. Dad had installed a tub for her in her upstairs bathroom and so my job was to clean up the sheet rock dust and crap that had built up.
When I was finishing up then dad told me how she had offered to let him move in downstairs for 900 dollars and he said I should move in instead (he already had a place up the street from there ). He said it jokingly since 900 dollars is WAY out of my price range but it got me thinking. What if I offered her 500 and then cleaned her house for here to make up for the rest. She had already been complaining about her current house cleaner not doing a good job, and she seemed to be happy with my cleaning. So when she came in to see how things were coming along then dad told her "hey you should have Amy move in here" (or something to that effect) and then it all went uphill from there....just to come to a peak less than a week later and then drop speedily downhill.
I moved in with Gramma about a week later. I was excited to have my own room at last! I was sick of staying on a couch and using dannys shower and keeping all my shit in my car.
Things were fine for about. . . the first two days.
The first things she nagged me about were reasonable sane things like dont put dishes in the sink, they can break and keep the door to the garage shut because it makes the house cold and turn off the bathroom light because the bulbs are expensive and she didnt want them to burn out or something like that. Now all these things are reasonable and make sense and I had no problem complying with these rules and didnt think anything of it. Thing is, SHE would always do these things and blame me. Now I am not 82 years old and I can remember the last time I went in the garage and I can remember that I made sure I shut the door and I hadnt eaten at the house so I surely didnt put dishes in the sink etc etc.
Nevertheless I was still blamed for these things and it was explained to me each time it happened why exactly these things shouldnt happen blah blah blah.
Then the garage started acting up and that was "my fault" even though I had only parked in the garage once and it was already open and she was standing there when I did it.
Then the TV in her room stopped working and since I had put it on a music channel while I was cleaning earlier that day ( she had suggested I do that and even turned it on, I simply changed the channel) I mustve ruined it somehow.
Once she asked me to install her new keyboard and mouse on her computer which I know how to do since I have done it before. The only thing I unplugged to do this was her scanner which I immediately plugged back in. Somehow sometime a antivirus got downloaded on her computer. It might've been when I downloaded the keyboard but she had a friend of hers over for the last two days messing with her modem and hooking up a router that didnt work because it was so old. He could have easily downloaded it too. Anyway this antivirus thing was preventing her computer from hooking up to the Internet so my Danny came over and uninstalled it and it worked great after that (well lets hope so)
Oh and She thinks I cant clean.
Everywhere Gramma goes she leaves a trail of crumbs. She is always eating Graham crackers and the crumbs get everywhere. They just puff from her mouth when she talks. And she spills stuff on a regular basis. Coffee grinds and sugar are always on the counter. So when I clean I usually wipe of the crumbs with a wet rag and then spray a all purpose cleaner of some sort (in this case 409 since thats all she had in the all purpose field and it says "works great in the kitchen" on it) to disinfect and get the rest of the gunk off. Anyway when Gramma realized this she was like " oh no you cant use that! you cant use 409 on granite, it will ruin it (seriously gramma, its granite) and why are you using a rag?! you must use these wipes to clean it and then this marble polish" These wipes that she gives me are old and dried out and they come in a canister like the Armor All wipes you use in your car. The package says stainless steel wipes and you are supposed to use them on grills and ovens. So I humor the old lady and use them, but of course they dont clean so while she is not looking I wipe the counter with a rag with cleaner like a normal person would.
Later she goes through the kitchen and knit picks. I expect it from her now. I clean her house and do all the things she tells me and then when Im finished I go in my room and wait for about 15 mins until I hear her yell "Ammmyyyyy!!!! Could you come here? I need to show you something." Its usually something stupid but on occasion I do forget some important stuff like last week I forgot to scrub the toilet bowl in her bathroom ( which had no ring or anything but I still would have done it I just forgot) the only reason she noticed is because she didnt see the toilet bowl cleaner among my cleaning supplies.
Last week she became very upset because I didnt pull out the cushions on her couch and wipe them down with microfiber wipes that she has somewhere in her cleaning supplies in the garage.
When I apologized and told her I would for sure remember them next time and just as soon as she was done watching TV I would clean them, blah blah blah, kissing ass. She was all exasperated and I told her I was sorry again but I was glad she told me so I would remember to do it next time. She calmed down a bit then told me she sometimes forgets I am so young and unsophisticated and I must've never done much cleaning except helping my mother around the house so she'll just be patient and help me learn how to clean properly. Ugh I wanted to throw a pillow and her nasty old face... but I didnt....dammit.
As the days go by more and more things go wrong and there are more and more problems that are my fault. A while ago I ran the hot water out. The water heater we have here is really old and thats why I can run the hot water out by having a 20 min shower. So when her old decrepit water heater started leaking on Saturday she told my dad that "Amy ran it out of hot water and thats why its acting up". Maybe running all the hot water out can ruin a old water heater...who knows but its really ridiculous.
I only have recieved one paycheck from Cheesecake Factory and it isnt enough for rent so Dad loans me the rest of rent and I decide to give Gramma my 30 day notice since I hate living there.
When I gave it to her I told her "I'm just not making enough so I am probably going to move in with my Brother again" She's like "oh no I was thinking and me and your father were talking earlier today ( I think he was trying to prep her for my 30 days but it backfired) and I was telling him he or someone you know could move in into the other room down there and you too could split the rent." I told her I'd think about it. I dont think I will but only paying 300 a month does sound nice....
Hmmm I dont know what I'll do.
So since I am desperate for money AND bored out of my mind I go over there the next morning to clean up. The french lady who I will call gramma (because she is old and she doesn't think she is) and she seems real nice. She lives in this condo right by Lake Mission Viejo. Dad had installed a tub for her in her upstairs bathroom and so my job was to clean up the sheet rock dust and crap that had built up.
When I was finishing up then dad told me how she had offered to let him move in downstairs for 900 dollars and he said I should move in instead (he already had a place up the street from there ). He said it jokingly since 900 dollars is WAY out of my price range but it got me thinking. What if I offered her 500 and then cleaned her house for here to make up for the rest. She had already been complaining about her current house cleaner not doing a good job, and she seemed to be happy with my cleaning. So when she came in to see how things were coming along then dad told her "hey you should have Amy move in here" (or something to that effect) and then it all went uphill from there....just to come to a peak less than a week later and then drop speedily downhill.
I moved in with Gramma about a week later. I was excited to have my own room at last! I was sick of staying on a couch and using dannys shower and keeping all my shit in my car.
Things were fine for about. . . the first two days.
The first things she nagged me about were reasonable sane things like dont put dishes in the sink, they can break and keep the door to the garage shut because it makes the house cold and turn off the bathroom light because the bulbs are expensive and she didnt want them to burn out or something like that. Now all these things are reasonable and make sense and I had no problem complying with these rules and didnt think anything of it. Thing is, SHE would always do these things and blame me. Now I am not 82 years old and I can remember the last time I went in the garage and I can remember that I made sure I shut the door and I hadnt eaten at the house so I surely didnt put dishes in the sink etc etc.
Nevertheless I was still blamed for these things and it was explained to me each time it happened why exactly these things shouldnt happen blah blah blah.
Then the garage started acting up and that was "my fault" even though I had only parked in the garage once and it was already open and she was standing there when I did it.
Then the TV in her room stopped working and since I had put it on a music channel while I was cleaning earlier that day ( she had suggested I do that and even turned it on, I simply changed the channel) I mustve ruined it somehow.
Once she asked me to install her new keyboard and mouse on her computer which I know how to do since I have done it before. The only thing I unplugged to do this was her scanner which I immediately plugged back in. Somehow sometime a antivirus got downloaded on her computer. It might've been when I downloaded the keyboard but she had a friend of hers over for the last two days messing with her modem and hooking up a router that didnt work because it was so old. He could have easily downloaded it too. Anyway this antivirus thing was preventing her computer from hooking up to the Internet so my Danny came over and uninstalled it and it worked great after that (well lets hope so)
Oh and She thinks I cant clean.
Everywhere Gramma goes she leaves a trail of crumbs. She is always eating Graham crackers and the crumbs get everywhere. They just puff from her mouth when she talks. And she spills stuff on a regular basis. Coffee grinds and sugar are always on the counter. So when I clean I usually wipe of the crumbs with a wet rag and then spray a all purpose cleaner of some sort (in this case 409 since thats all she had in the all purpose field and it says "works great in the kitchen" on it) to disinfect and get the rest of the gunk off. Anyway when Gramma realized this she was like " oh no you cant use that! you cant use 409 on granite, it will ruin it (seriously gramma, its granite) and why are you using a rag?! you must use these wipes to clean it and then this marble polish" These wipes that she gives me are old and dried out and they come in a canister like the Armor All wipes you use in your car. The package says stainless steel wipes and you are supposed to use them on grills and ovens. So I humor the old lady and use them, but of course they dont clean so while she is not looking I wipe the counter with a rag with cleaner like a normal person would.
Later she goes through the kitchen and knit picks. I expect it from her now. I clean her house and do all the things she tells me and then when Im finished I go in my room and wait for about 15 mins until I hear her yell "Ammmyyyyy!!!! Could you come here? I need to show you something." Its usually something stupid but on occasion I do forget some important stuff like last week I forgot to scrub the toilet bowl in her bathroom ( which had no ring or anything but I still would have done it I just forgot) the only reason she noticed is because she didnt see the toilet bowl cleaner among my cleaning supplies.
Last week she became very upset because I didnt pull out the cushions on her couch and wipe them down with microfiber wipes that she has somewhere in her cleaning supplies in the garage.
When I apologized and told her I would for sure remember them next time and just as soon as she was done watching TV I would clean them, blah blah blah, kissing ass. She was all exasperated and I told her I was sorry again but I was glad she told me so I would remember to do it next time. She calmed down a bit then told me she sometimes forgets I am so young and unsophisticated and I must've never done much cleaning except helping my mother around the house so she'll just be patient and help me learn how to clean properly. Ugh I wanted to throw a pillow and her nasty old face... but I didnt....dammit.
As the days go by more and more things go wrong and there are more and more problems that are my fault. A while ago I ran the hot water out. The water heater we have here is really old and thats why I can run the hot water out by having a 20 min shower. So when her old decrepit water heater started leaking on Saturday she told my dad that "Amy ran it out of hot water and thats why its acting up". Maybe running all the hot water out can ruin a old water heater...who knows but its really ridiculous.
I only have recieved one paycheck from Cheesecake Factory and it isnt enough for rent so Dad loans me the rest of rent and I decide to give Gramma my 30 day notice since I hate living there.
When I gave it to her I told her "I'm just not making enough so I am probably going to move in with my Brother again" She's like "oh no I was thinking and me and your father were talking earlier today ( I think he was trying to prep her for my 30 days but it backfired) and I was telling him he or someone you know could move in into the other room down there and you too could split the rent." I told her I'd think about it. I dont think I will but only paying 300 a month does sound nice....
Hmmm I dont know what I'll do.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
What the...
So I'm new to this whole blogging thing but my friend Andrew tells me its basically anything you want it to be. So I'm gonna use it as a place to vent to get my thoughts out, and also to keep my friends updated on whats going on in my life and maybe to get some answers to questions from readers....er that is if anyone ever reads this this crap.
SO today I'm just going to give a little intro into what is going on in my life at the moment.
I am currently living in Mission Viejo CA. I'm room renting from a lady my dad did some remodeling for ( she'll probably be in a lot of my posts) and I work in the bakery at The Cheesecake Factory. Since I just moved here a month ago I dont really know anyone yet so I mostly hang out with my Dad, my brother Danny, and my cousin Mike and his girlfriend Janika. We dont do a whole lot though. Dad and I usually just go to lunch or dinner and a occasional jog around the lake I live by. I mostly end up going over to Danny's and Mikes to twink around on the computer while they play WOW or Gears of War though sometimes we mix it up with a little drunken janga on the weekends. Its pretty boring most of the time.
I know I should go meet some new people and make friends and I kinda have been at work but here's the thing. Im super broke ( as are alot of people right now) and Im realizing it costs money to make new friends. If you've been friends with someone for quite a while then its fun to just go hang out with them at their house and do nothing. BUT with new friends you cant do that. You have to go DO something. Go to a movie, go to a concert, go to a theme park. You cant be like "Hey Im Amy, Im new here so I dont know whats fun to do around here" and then the new potential friend says "oh really?! Well hey there is a great band playing this weekend at the such and such place. You should totally come with us, it'll be a ton of fun" and then I have to decline because I cant afford to do anything else or my bills wont get paid. Or maybe some girls want to take me clubbing. HA! first of all I have no clothes that I could wear clubbing and secondly I CANNOT dance. Third I'm still not 21 which means we could only go to lame clubs full of highschool kids. Then there is always the issue funding for the fun.
Even though I complain about all the stuff that requires mula there are some things that are cheap that sound pretty fun. For instance, the ocean is only 20 minutes from where I live. NICE perk! It only cost gas to get there.
I also live right next to Lake Mission Viejo and have access to a private beach though im not so big on swimming in lakes. And since the weather is almost always nice here in SoCal then there are some little hikes I could go on.
Hmmm I should stop complaing and get my rear in gear.
Anywho, I've got to clean Ginette's ( the lady I live with) house tomorrow so Im going to end this first little blog. But dont worry, Im sure Ginette will give me plenty of things to rant and rave about for tomorrow so you'll be hearing from me again soon.
SO today I'm just going to give a little intro into what is going on in my life at the moment.
I am currently living in Mission Viejo CA. I'm room renting from a lady my dad did some remodeling for ( she'll probably be in a lot of my posts) and I work in the bakery at The Cheesecake Factory. Since I just moved here a month ago I dont really know anyone yet so I mostly hang out with my Dad, my brother Danny, and my cousin Mike and his girlfriend Janika. We dont do a whole lot though. Dad and I usually just go to lunch or dinner and a occasional jog around the lake I live by. I mostly end up going over to Danny's and Mikes to twink around on the computer while they play WOW or Gears of War though sometimes we mix it up with a little drunken janga on the weekends. Its pretty boring most of the time.
I know I should go meet some new people and make friends and I kinda have been at work but here's the thing. Im super broke ( as are alot of people right now) and Im realizing it costs money to make new friends. If you've been friends with someone for quite a while then its fun to just go hang out with them at their house and do nothing. BUT with new friends you cant do that. You have to go DO something. Go to a movie, go to a concert, go to a theme park. You cant be like "Hey Im Amy, Im new here so I dont know whats fun to do around here" and then the new potential friend says "oh really?! Well hey there is a great band playing this weekend at the such and such place. You should totally come with us, it'll be a ton of fun" and then I have to decline because I cant afford to do anything else or my bills wont get paid. Or maybe some girls want to take me clubbing. HA! first of all I have no clothes that I could wear clubbing and secondly I CANNOT dance. Third I'm still not 21 which means we could only go to lame clubs full of highschool kids. Then there is always the issue funding for the fun.
Even though I complain about all the stuff that requires mula there are some things that are cheap that sound pretty fun. For instance, the ocean is only 20 minutes from where I live. NICE perk! It only cost gas to get there.
I also live right next to Lake Mission Viejo and have access to a private beach though im not so big on swimming in lakes. And since the weather is almost always nice here in SoCal then there are some little hikes I could go on.
Hmmm I should stop complaing and get my rear in gear.
Anywho, I've got to clean Ginette's ( the lady I live with) house tomorrow so Im going to end this first little blog. But dont worry, Im sure Ginette will give me plenty of things to rant and rave about for tomorrow so you'll be hearing from me again soon.
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