Oh GOODNESS.

NO. ONE. IS. AROUND. Really. I mean, Ally's at camp all day on all weekdays, Hananh's at the beach, Rachel's in Ohio, my cousins are at the beach...I'm going to go BANANAS. I'm just so alone. There is no one to talk to. I'm just having major down time, which is good but in MODERATION, not for 2 full weeks of summer. Oh bother. At least I've gotten to talk to Mike some. And honestly...I think I've taken the whole big brother thing for granted. Really...I can talk to him about A N Y T H I N G. Honestly we can cover every subject. And before I know it, he'll be going off to Harvard or another Ivy League school which he could afford with his smartness and he'll become famous while I'll be at home, a sophomore, bawling my eyes out but remembering the times we just got to talk about LIFE. I already miss him. I'll probably just hang out with him tonight. He's probably reading this and getting all embarrassed because he's a guy and he can't stand sibling love. But I LOVE YOU MIKEEEE. :D Besides, I already embarrassed you at that Winter Retreat when I said how much I love you in front of the entire youth group. :P

Okay, don't worry, we're not like PERFECT. We fight and all, but I do love him.

~j

In case anyone was wondering...

So I don't even know if anyone reads this anymore because everyone seems to have fallen off the face of the earth but OH WELL I can just talk to myself.

So anyway I quit Sophie's. It wasn't going hot. At ALL. I wasn't being paid for my training (so that was what...10+ hours of free labor? and that annoys me.), he seemed to ALWAYS have a bad taste for me (i'm going too slow (ON MY FIRST DAY), or i'm not smiling enough, i'm too clumsy (I don't blame him, I nearly broke the receipt machine and dropped the phone countless times with my leg)) and I just seemed to do everything wrong. So...I tried. On Saturday, I was in for 2 hours of 'training', which consisted of me following the waitress around and watching because SHE WOULDN'T LET ME DO ANYTHING...so Mr. Sophie's came up to me and pretty much said that this isn't the job for me. So I just said okay, left, tried not to cry (i'm too sensitive...) and later called and said that I quit. So. Oh well. I'll try something else.

BILLY MAYES IS DEAD. DEAD. DEAD. For those superstitious people that believe that famous people die in 3's (Farah whatever, MJ and now Billy Mayes) IT'S JUST A COINCIDENCE. Shup it. And if you don't shup it, why don't you just fill in those cracks that might just break your mother's back, loser.

Anyone have any sleeping...techniques (for lack of words)? I've been having the WORST time falling asleep for a few days and at the moment I'm living on 6 hours every night and it's sucky.

~j

You Know...

Aren't summers supposed to be...fun? Because this is a rather sucky summer.

~j

Job Training...

So THIS MORNING I had my job training. :\ It was scary, yes, but I lived. So I got there around 11, and in the beginning I was watching the other girl work (there was only ONE waitress for ALL of those people!!) and how the cashier worked. Later, I started working at the cash register while Mr. Sophie/Julia (boss and worker) were telling me which buttons to push (mind you, this is all done on a computer). So I thought I did ALL RIGHT, but I messed up two times. (Would there EVER be a job without me messing up?!)

So the first time, this guy ordered something that was 34 dollars, and he gave me 35 dollars. So I put it into the cash register but accidentally put it in as 350 dollars and i was like AHHHHHHHHH and then Mr. Sophie(an annoyed Mr. Sophie, I'm afraid) fixed it for me, thank goodness. The other time, I was ripping off a receipt and apparently i ripped it the wrong way and the receipt machine went flying off of the cash register and I freaked out, thinking that Mr. Sophie was going to kick me out right then and there (thankfully, he didn't.) A few times I gave some food to people (10 DRINKS. ONE TRAY.AND I DIDN'T SPILL THEM THANKS TO MBAND AND ROLL STEPPING!!!). Unfortunately it wasn't paid work, but I have it tomorrow as well, so I guess I can manage. I'll probably ask him if I can start working soon (he told ME to tell him when I'm ready to work) and I'm getting a great idea how to work the cash register for people who come IN to eat, no idea how to do phone yet...anyway, I really really super duper hope that I got the job.

~j

Just kidding.

I lied, I'm gonna post more today.

I don't know if you guys are losers like me and LOVE to read but I've read/am reading some books that I LOVE and think that you guys should read too:

Searching for Alice by Melody Carlson
Looking for Cassandra Jane by Melody Carlson
Sweet Caroline by Rachel Hauck

I'll have some later, but I've read these in the past week and they're AMAZINGly good.

That is all.

~j

Only me...

So today (this morning, actually) I had to get a blood test. I hate them. Sure, I've had more than I could ever count (kudos to my multiple allergies and other sicknesses) but I still get nervous when they stab me. Anyway, they had to take...5 or 6 viles of blood, I lost count. I believe 3 of them were for the allergist, because he realized that there was no way on this earth that he could take my off of Zrytec and have me survive to do an allergy test (you know, the ones with the allergy stuff on the needle and they prick you to see how you react.) So he was going to test my blood on the allergy stuff. Anyway, the 2-3 other viles were for a physical and to see what is up with my thyroid (remember that? I posted about that a loooong time ago...)

ANYWAY. I got this really nice lady (who was rather sarcastic, kinda reminded me of me ;D) who was taking my blood and all. And there's this new thing that takes the blood out with barely any pain, it just takes longer. So ladidadidah, she pricked, she took blood, and then i started feeling ratherrrrr nauseous. She was telling us a story about raw nuts (don't ask) and I just quickly asked if I could go to the bathroom. So she lets me, and I walk to the bathroom as fast as I could (i had no desire to throw up in front of everyone) and then I got rather dizzy (probably from taking 1/3 of my bodily fluids, thanks a lot) and I hit the threshold of the bathroom door. ONLY ME. Anyway I didn't end up getting sick, thank goodness, but I kept getting those funny black dots all around every time I stood up. But I'm pretty sure it's from losing a lot of blood so quickly. ANYWAY I'm fine now. But it was kinda interesting. But I started feeling (once again) rather nauseous when I realized that I was hanging over a PUBLIC. TOILET. So when we got home, I washed my arms all the way up to my elbows in hot water and soap for quite a long time. I hope I don't get AIDS.

So that's my story. Tadaaaa.

TODAY, I'm going with my mom to Outlet Marketplace to find black work pants for Sophie's and then to Genesis, and then ACUPUNCTURE!!! Yippee. But hey, if it helps my back, I'll do it every day.

Oh. INSANEEEEEEEE times with Shorty on Friday night/Saturday. I'll make some highlights, but I don't know how to make the cool bullets...
-walking around the neighborhood listening to In the Heights
-SAME NAIL POLISH. SAME BRAND. EVERYTHING. SO CREEPY...YET SO COOL....
-singing for about...2 hours? with every piece of sheet music i owned (and REALIZING AGAIN HOW AMAZING YOUR VOICE IS LITTLE MISSY)
-trying to tell you about 'Have You Checked the Children' without you freaking out and lying about the end so you're all right. :P
-Hoedown Throwdown!!!!
-Determined to stay up past 3...didn't make it past 1.
-Gingersmush.
-Our AMAZING one-handed pancakes (and me failing to crack an egg with one hand)
I'm positive there are more, but I'll stop there.

Amazing insane spectacular times. And we MUST do that more often.

Last night, our cousins/grandparents came over to celebrate Father's Day with us. That is ALWAYS fun. I've forgotten how amazing it is to hang with my favorite cuzzs. :P ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY STALK MY FRIENDS ON AIM. YEAH I'M TALKING TO YOU. :P You guys make me laugh. A lot.

Mmm...I've had really good past few days recently. It's really nice to have.

OH! Flashbacking to yesterday...

-twilight zone music-....

So yesterday I had to walk the neighbor's dog b/c they're in California all week (hey, it's money, I'll take it) so ladidadidah, walking Lexi who is SUCH a cute golden retriever, and then she stopped somewhere. Like DEAD stopped. So I let her do whatever she was doing for a few seconds (which I believe was sniffing furiously at the ground) and I went to pull her to come and OF COURSE her leash hook snaps off and there's a shower of dog tags. Lexi gets all excited and jumps around (I guess because she realized that she's free? idk) so i dive for her collar and bring her with me as I search the street and grass for the multiple dog tags. Only me. This would ONLY happen to me. Oh bother.

But I found them, and thanks to my Dad and his pliers, everything's good w/ her collar. Hallelujah.

That's enough for one day.

~j

Job Interview

So it went well, I suppose. The manager showed me around, told me the system of stuff and whatnot. So NOW I have a training session Tuesday morning. Huh. I'm kinda scared, but oh well, I'll try my best.

Gotta do some sousy.

~j