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i went to the greek festival with rae tonight. it was fun, we had delicious pastries and gyros. afterwards, i still didn't want to go home, so we went to just walk around state street in media.
while we were there, there were a bunch of random street musicians. two of them sang across the street to us.
"hey pretty ladies, cross the street and come listen to us. *pause* hey pretty ladies, keep walking, pretending you don't hear us."
we debated going but they weren't cute so we weren't turning back.
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| the proposal |
[03 Oct 2009|11:06pm] |
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i stopped at wawa (convience store) on my way home tonight. and when i pulled in, there were several guys - around my age, maybe a tad younger - hanging out by the car i pulled next to. so, as i'm rolling up my window, i hear the one guy make a comment about me. i say to myself, please don't speak to me... i just want to get my hot chocolate and leave. as i get out, i realize it doesn't help that i'm in my combat boots, miniskirt, and two layered shirts. and of course, one of the guys, who was standing outside the car, yells out to me, asking for a second of my time. i paused and looked his way. at which point he came around to the front of the car and asked me to marry him. i laughed, he tells me something along the lines of, "i'll get down on one knee! i'll die a happy man! will you marry me? i need to marry you!" the way he said it, it sounded more humorous, less pathetic. and, not thinking about anything but how i really wanted hot chocolate, i kept walking and said, "no thanks."
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| you beat your head against your wall |
[08 Sep 2009|10:27pm] |
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so, today was the first day of our after school program, my first real day, etc. i get assigned G. he's in 4th grade. 9/10ish. we sit down, i get him the sheets he needs - one's a checklist for the day, the one's a survey to let us know how they feel about homework/school/writing, with some basic interest ideas in there. the last sheet is about homework (one of the main things we do is homework, since we keep the kids between 3&6) and how the teacher does assignments (hw folder, notebook, etc?). so, we kinda work together on those things, it goes pretty decently except i'm pretty sure he actually has ADD, cause he has trouble paying attention to anything he's doing. he squirms and looks around and asks what other things in the room are and what we're doing later and can he draw... and i know i might not be the norm, but i'm fairly certain that by the time you're in 4th grade, you shouldn't be doing that when you have an assignment to do. so i had to keep drawing him back to what he was doing... which is fine, whatever.
but then we get to snack time, where he takes a bunch of the little mini candies - after being told to only take 2, refuses to give them back, he stole about 5. he wouldn't listen to anyone else, and getting him back to work was near impossible.
he fought with me over every assignment. he asked what was next, so i tell him, "well, let's look on our checklist." he pulls it out and sees and writing idea exercise (it was worded differently, but basically it was a brainstorming about things/people/places you want to write about). he tells me, "i don't like that."
i tell him, "you've never tried it! how can you know you don't like it?"
"i don't want to write."
"well, let's try it, we'll work on it together."
"i don't want to do it."
"how about we just try it out, and if you don't like it, we'll move on to the next thing?" this seemed to work, i think mainly because he just got tired of fighting me on it. when we finally got started he stopped complaining and just did it, and we were fine. i had to give him some suggestions and prodding, but it wasn't too painful once we finally got into it.
he refused to create a superhero (seriously, the assignment was create a superhero and it took me a long time to convince him to do it). then he didn't want to draw his superhero, cause he didn't know what he looked like. i did my best to get him to just use his imagination and draw what he thinks said hero should look like. he draws an arm, and stops half way through saying it's awful and he should just give up. i keep encouraging him, telling him it looks great, etc. finally he finishes that. then it's time to write a story about his superhero. he doesn't want to, he doesn't know any stories, he's not creative, he doesn't want to again, etc. i keep countering as best i can, finally he says he wants to read (other kids are reading, so he's distracted and decides he wants to read, too). i give up fighting with him (it was seriously a good 5 minutes of him just flat refusing), and figure at least reading is a good alternative. i tell him to go pick out a book and we'll read it together. as he goes to look, i get put in charge of another kid - who by the way, is perfect: he likes school, he loves to read and write, he does what he's told the first time, he's open to all the activities and new ideas and is just so agreeable you can't help but adore him. during that time, my boss comes over and suggests G and the other kid take turns writing sentences for a story involving both their superheroes. so, finally they start that (my boss fought with the kid, too, before he finally agreed). and in the middle of that, G's dad came, (THANK GOD) so we wrapped up and he left.
i tried my best to do the breakthrough thing, i asked him questions: he didn't answer or gave me short answers. i tried to work with him, he just argued and refused to participate 85% of the time. and i know a lot of it is really just a matter of getting through to him, but the process is extremely frustrating. especially since i'm the only one who seems to be having such issues, all the other kids i noticed do as they're told, seem to want to be there, etc.
so, on top of that, i don't even like kids that much; yes, they're cute, but they're just not my thing. i've never been a kid person; i was always the youngest until my little cousins were born, i'm never really around kids... and even now, i barely see them. so, i'm trying, really i am. but honestly, i'd really rather just quit, have my tubes tied, and never see another kid as long as i live. thus, my shitty day.
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[28 Aug 2009|05:32pm] |
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brief updates, there will be more details later, especially on the new friday night boy.
-i no longer work at achieveability.
-i have two jobs, one paid, one internship.
-i work guest relations on the weekend (friday to monday) at the philly zoo now - that's the paid job.
-i'm starting at mighty writers in sept. i'll be tutoring and doing library cataloging and whatnot.
-anthony was officially cut from the team about 1-1.5 months ago. (i think he has a gf now, too.)
-friday night boy, bryan, is still adorable. i've concluded the most we'll ever do is hookup, but even that i'm iffy about because i really love just talking with him.
-i've come to the conclusion i need to find myself a nice, actually christian (or jewish) boy who's not overly religious/crazy and can handle that i am, in fact, quite smart, and is smart himself.
-i'm not sure that a boy who matches that description actually exists.
-i'm in butler, pa now (near pittsburgh), and about to leave for kentucky for the weekend.
-i'm doing so as a vacation that spans from last wednesday to monday. it involves crashing at friend's houses.
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| good manner are rare, apparently. |
[09 Jul 2009|07:37pm] |
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i seriously need a real job, starting like, 2 weeks ago.
why, you ask? well, let's take today as an example. my friend from work, m, is leaving. tomorrow's her last day. so the department was having a lunch out for her tomorrow... only, i don't work fridays, so (i guess that's why?) i wasn't invited. i didn't care too much, didn't feel like pushing the issue as to why i wasn't invited cause i didn't really feel like driving into work anyway. well, something came up for them tomorrow, so instead they changed the lunch for today. and made it quite apparent by announcing it and double checking that the new employee, s, got the email that they were going today. then announced they were leaving and left me in the office to work on my own. yeah, apparently i'm not even considered a member of the department i work in. i didn't even get a pity invite or anything. way to go out of your way to be extremely rude and inconsiderate and make me feel so not part of the department (after asking me to drop what i was doing and start a new project for you); it's rude to openly discuss plans and not even invite everyone (especially since you're just charging it to the company anyway!). thanks a whole fucking lot. ...whatever. i'm so fucking over not being paid shit for working my ass off.
but, whatever, i'm just annoyed at my boss' insane rudeness and highly poor manners. i guess us poor folk were just raised a lot better (she's a rich bitch and acts like it). anyway, i'm off to a free happy hour tonight with m & s, so it's all good.
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| so fuck you. |
[08 Jul 2009|05:00pm] |
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i wish more than anything in the world right now that i could fucking hate you. it'd simplify my life by a million.
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| my hand is a turkey |
[14 Apr 2009|10:39pm] |
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phrase: pulling a kyle.
kyle is an awesome guy i was friendly with in college. he took this english language class (required & painful) with the professor we named dr. sex(y) (he got this name because he's sexy as hell. he could stand in the front of the room and tell you 1+1=2 and you'd be in awe and completely amazed by him; even the straight male english majors crushed on the dude that's how amazing he is.) anyway, on the last test kyle had in his spring semester class there was this one question. kyle had no idea what the answer was. like, none at all. and he had to answer the question, which was a short essay, with something; he figured what the hell. so, he outlined his hand on the paper, shaded/fixed it up, and wrote something along the lines of, "i don't know the answer to this question, but here's my hand as a turkey!" he missed the question, but dr. sex(y) gave me some credit back in the form of bonus points for creativity.
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| joe is yummy. |
[18 Mar 2009|10:52pm] |
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today it went mid-60s. so gorgeous; i was excited to break out my newly bought skirts. i was semi-sad, though, apparently i'm another size down from the one i bought (gone down two sizes now, i guess?); but oh well. i just need to go buy myself a belt for that issue.
laura & i went for a 4 mile walk around her neighborhood. it was fantastic. we walked to macdade so i could get myself a shamrock shake, then back. we had an awesome discussion. figured out dan kinda looks like a mix of adam from high school & someone else who we couldn't put our finger on.
dropped off my rental & got my car back. it's bumper is all new & gorgeous. when i got there it was just after 4. i went to go into the office to see joe, the guy in charge of the shop. he wasn't around, i went up to the repair shop (it's on the top of the hill, the collision is on the bottom). the repair shop was closed; went back downstairs, looked around for a few more minutes, and figured oh well, i'll take my car home & come back tomorrow at some point for my spare key & whatnot. as i'm getting my car all set up with my mp3 player & windows down, joe come back with his blue pickup truck. i get out, we talk for a few minutes; he 'misplaced' my key. can i just say how incredibly adorable joe is? he's not older than mid 30's, so gorgeous.
when i met him last week, i totally forgot how to speak. i just kinda stared at him for a minute, speechless. yes, i'm still that girl apparently (sadly). flustered, i finally regained the ability to speak, and asked if he was joe. after he said he was, i told him about wanting an appointment for monday, etc.
i know, i'm a smooth one.
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[15 Mar 2009|12:24am] |
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i made my reservation for a rental car today. my car's gonna go in to get fixed on monday. it'll probably take 2 days, i was told. so, i'm looking forward to whatever rental they give me. i hope it's not too bad...
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| the car accident |
[06 Mar 2009|09:08pm] |
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partly compiled from various conversations, as i'm too lazy to write this all out again.
thursday, feb 26th:
i took my dad to the doctor's for a medical procedure (routine), the doctor's at least an hour late. thus making me extra late to get to work. as i'm about to round the corner to park, i stop cause my one co-worker is crossing the street (legally, i have to stop to peds), & i get rear ended by a guy who wasn't paying attention (i'm okay but now i need to call my mechanic & get my bumper checked out... i'm hoping there's no actual damage, just the small dent that's there now). & i feel bad cause i started crying as my day is now completely awful. my coworker, emily (i work under her) told me to just go home and relax (cause i was so upset) and that we'll start again on tuesday. so i spent my drive home upset (read: crying), and now i'm trying to calm myself enough so i can call and schedule my car to get check out. it's not really working. (note: this also all happened before 10.30 in the morning)
good note, i spent from thursday evening to sunday afternoon in pittsburgh with a friend. we had a pretty awesome time. although my neck got stiff and started to hurt pretty badly from friday on... it got a little less stiff sunday, but still hurt a little. when i got home, i took my car into ric's for them to take a look at the damage. monday we had a nor'easter come through and the shop was closed. tuesday, i borrowed my mom's car, went to work, and then when i was on my way out that evening with my dad, i traded to get my car back from my mom. the bill estimate being well over $800... thus i had to file a claim with insurance (which i wasn't going to do if i didn't really need to repair the bumper, but since i do, i didn't do the damage, i'm sure as hell not paying for it).
wednesday, the next week:
i filed the claim online. within less than 30 minutes, i get a call from juan, my claims handler. we have a conversation, he recorded the details, asked questions, and said he'd get started on processing my claim. also said that he'd be calling a medical adjustor to get in contact with me about my slight neck/back injury.
also, i finally get to dr. d's (chiropractor i've known since i was... um, at least 7 or 8?). he comes in, looks at me, and says (not unusal & he's always right, too) "headaches?"
i say "yes... um, i pretty much all hurt. i was in a car accident last week."
he stops what he's doing, looks at me, and asks what happened. i tell him about being rear ended. he asks anything specific hurt? i say the left side of my neck & shoulder are really bothering me right now. he tells me he'll adjust me a little today (to help with the current migraine), but he wants me to come in tomorrow for a full work up - xrays and consultation, everything. i say okay & schedule it for before i'm supposed to go into work (emailed emily when i got home, told her i may/may not be late for work cause i had an appointment, but i'd be in eventually). as i'm leaving, dr. d tells me that i'm probably going to be hurting more as time progesses - usually within the first four-seven days after an accident your body goes into shock thus you don't have/know you're hurt. so, i'll probably be hurting more and more as time goes on, but luckily since i'll be going to him now, i'll stop the pain progression and hopefully reverse it sooner. at this point, i'm still trying to maintain that i'm really not that bad, i'm only a little sore/hurt, but i'm kinda failing.
thursday comes around. i get my consult. he took 4 or 5 xrays, poked at me (which nearly made me cry once or twice, from a light poke, that's how out bones in my spine are), and did a brief adjustment. i made another appointment for friday to get another adjustment.
i got a call from my agent, she left me a voicemail. she saw i put in a claim & wanted to make sure that i was okay; see if i needed anything. (thus why i love her.) a bit later, i got a call from the medical adjustor. he took my statement, asked some questions. but basically, they're not questioning that my back's messed up & said they'll cover any medical expenses that are a result of it. i'm only gonna see dr d, but he told me any doctor/medical tests/medication i end up getting to bill them. i was just happy, i thought i'd get some crap/be reviewed for the chiropractor, but apparently it's approved & they're not gonna question it at all. ...probably because they're getting off really cheap, since doctors/meds wouldn't do as much for me & are more expensive.
friday (today) i go into dr. d's into again.
me: i got to check out the xrays of mine today... :-(
me: it looks really bad
graham: awww
me: like, instead of:
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me: like a little slithering snake
graham: well spines are supposed to have curves
me: not that much
me: not side to side
graham: oh...
graham: ouch
me: yeah
me: my doc pointed to like, 4 spots and goes "here, here, here, and here are out of place..."
me: and i say, "yeah, that's EXACTLY where i'm in pain"
me: that's all from the car accident
me: my neck also lost it's natural, healthy curve... but apparently that'll (should, at least) come back in a week or so
graham: ouch
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| woo!!! |
[23 Feb 2009|11:35pm] |
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I start my new job tomorrow. 10 am. I'm so nervous/excited.
I need to go shower & get to bed so I can get up on time.
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| this ain't a love song. |
[20 Feb 2009|01:37pm] |
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graham's coming down to see me for the weekend. he decided last night. now that i've cleaned up a bit and my apartment looks mostly presentable, i'm extra happy.
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| job talk |
[18 Feb 2009|02:15pm] |
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graham: of course the economy would tank just after you graduate
me: thanks?
graham: doesn't make the job search any easier
me: yeah, well, you know, i was so ahead with my english degree and desire to work marketing at a non-profit...
me: it just would've been too easy to find a job
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| the pee in the cup story |
[07 Feb 2009|12:06pm] |
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the pee in the cup story: when i was 16 or 17, one of my best friends called me, freaking out because she found out her uncle (whom she lived with) was going to be drug testing her that day when he got home. she'd gotten in trouble to drugs before and since then she'd been periodically tested for drugs. they'd all ended up clean since then, but apparently that past weekend she'd been to a party and gotten a contact high, so she knew she wouldn't pass and she was freaking out about it. so, she calls me, crying, telling me all this; then she asks if i'll come pee in a cup for her so she can pass. after about 10 minutes of pleading, and her promising that she'll never ask me for a favor ever again, i agree to come over. i get there, pee in a little tupperware container for her, and then the argument begins. she starts freaking out that by the time her uncle gets home, my pee will be too cold. so we go back and forth, i tell her she's crazy. she maintains it'll be too cold, so i say, "well, how are we supposed to warm it up?" my friend has a light bulb go off in her head: the microwave. we proceed to microwave my pee on high for a few minutes off and on for about half an hour, while laughing hysterically at the fact that we were nuking my pee. i finally tell my friend that i'm sure it'll be fine, i mean, temperature of pee? not such a big deal. an hour or so passes after i get there, her uncle's going to be home in a bit, so i leave. the next day, in homeroom, i ask her how it went. she tells me she totally got caught because, wait for it... the pee temperature was too low! her aunt & uncle were rather pissed for a while. the best part, when my friend turned 21, she went out drinking with her aunt one weekend. while her aunt was drunk (and pretty much every time she gets drunk with us around), she told my friend that she loves me. and how i impressed her with my friendship: i was an amazing friend and she loved me because i was such a good friend.
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| The 1/10 of the times that nakedness doesn't solve a problem, Jager does. |
[22 Jan 2009|08:21pm] |
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expense to get my car fixed: $141.--
expense to take my sick kitty to the vet: $108
norman's eye was bothering him two days ago. i called the vet yesterday. got him an apointment for later in the day. he got all checked out. i forget the word the doctor used, but basically his eye's bothering him because my little baby has allergies. i got ointment for his eye (twice a day for 7 days). he got two shots, too, so he's all updated.
norman hated me this morning when i put the ointment in for the first time... and it didn't help that i accidently stuck it in the wrong eye at first (oops...).
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[20 Jan 2009|12:01am] |
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i spent a good part of the night flirting with a random stranger who posts at the same forum as me. i started it by hitting on him, he kept it going so i went along for the ride. it was fun. it ended with us talking about cuddling (which he loves, i swooned a little) and how you can't cuddle without some gropage, it's just not right.
all in all, it was pretty awesome. i needed something to cheer me up after my car issues.
( the car issues )
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| head like a steel trap; wish i didn't. |
[13 Jan 2009|01:21am] |
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there's a lot to update... it's late & im exhausted, so i'll do basics right now.
1. i didn't get that internship (as they didn't call me friday when they said they would if i got it, nor did they call today which they said they would if i didn't get it... so, yeah.)
2. saturday's Little Christmas with my mom's side of the family was awesome. it was awesome to get to talk to eleni for so long (she came along).
3. i managed to cut myself right by my eye sometime last night. i don't know how, and that kinda freaks me out...
4. i don't believe him. at all. i think he lied. it'll be updated with real details later.
5. norman is driving me INSANE lately. i think i might kill him soon.
6. for the other boy update, read conversation with graham.
( conversation with Graham )
i'll update about NYE, friday night, & other things later.
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