Saturday, December 29, 2012

GhostPen


 Last night after picking Aiden up from work, we went to the bar, (he, our friend, Tim, and I), and after much deliberation on what we wanted to eat and/or drink, I finally decided to get a burger (trust me, it gets more interesting than that). I asked for it pretty plain, because I’d wanted to inspect their sauce rack in case they had something that tickled my fancy. Lo and behold – they did. I got my burger, put some of their ghost pepper sauce on it, and a little mustard (‘cuz for some weird reason, I can’t have a burger without it…unless it’s a whopper jr, but that doesn’t really count…).
At first, I only put a couple drops on, just in case. I took a couple bites, it wasn’t hot enough, and then I treated it more like ketchup. Tim, at this point, was singing a 90’s song on their karaoke machine, and pretty much killing it. By the time he was done, Aiden and I had tasted the burger and declared it a masterpiece of spice (we both like it hot to quite hot, indeed).
After we left the bar, Tim said something about being hungry, so I offered him some of the burger that was still pleasantly burning my mouth and/or insides (I don’t’ remember really, I was just glad to not be cold). We both warned him how hot it was by reminding him that it’s the same sauce we searched all over the state fair for so I could have my ghost pepper wings (which were delicious), you can see our friend in that post, he’s the one with the ice cream between us, well, he’s in the picture, at any rate.
So, after much reluctance, because for some reason he thought I’d be mad if he ate my burger, he took a bite. He was pretty much insta-down. We didn’t really have anything for him to drink, so he was in a miserable state until we got home. He kept asking why I made the burger that hot, and I again reminded him that we spend the entirety of the state fair day trying to find those wings because a of all) I love hot shit, and b of all) hot shit is delicious.
Tim was out until we got home, where I jokingly offered him more of the burger, which he wanted nothing to do with.
Aiden brought cashews home, (this is bad because cherries and cashews are nearly tied for delicousness to me), so Tim and I proceeded to eat them, when I remembered that I do have a very mild nut allergy, but didn’t care, so Tim tried to take them away from me, and I ran into my room with them. Then I came out, put them on the counter, and chased him around the house with the burger.

Fun times.
We watched him play Kingdom Hearts 2 for a bit (he beat 1 last week), and then we all trooped off to bed.
I woke up this morning, heard Gangnam Style on the radio (Yes, I STILL like the song), and bursted into the bathroom to do what I know of the dance. Also fun times.
I hope to have a wonderful weekend, and I hope you lot do, too. Pretty soon, I’ll be a regular with the instagram postings, so if you want, check me out there. I’m Olive8o until I can get them to fix that chizz, ‘cuz no one is actually using my gamertag…

Thursday, December 27, 2012

guys, i made my own

Sugar scrub!!! I've been wanting to for a long time. I looked online for one, and to my surprise, I liked how it turned out.

I took about 1 cup sugar (table sugar works great), 1/3 cup coconut oil, but I had to melt it, and a small container I was using for an old scrub. After mixing them, add more sugar if it's too runny, and let it sit overnight because it smells better then. At least it did for me.

I use it every other night for glowy skin. I love how it works. I'm doing it again tilonight. I can't decide if I prefer to noxema before or after, though. I think before is probably best, because at least for me, I get a deeper exfoliation onbdry skin. If I only has e one or two problem areas, I do it after noxing.  But you should do it however you want. :D:D:D:D

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

all carbs no meat makes jill

gain the weight she had taken off.

I hate eating just carbs because carbs don't agree with my metabolism (at least, not a high carb diet), which is what I've been on for the past freaking...three months or something.



I'm sick of it!!!!!

I don't want to keep getting fat, you all know my goal is to get fit, lose weight, and have at least baby abs showing by summer.

At this rate of reversal, I'll be back at the weight I was at with my ex, which was my highest (and grossest!), that I promised myself I'd never reach again!

But here I am, walking around more than ever, "lifting" clothes (you put enough of those on hangers and string them up your arms, or even hold the little hang-y handle thing, and you bet that works as some form of weights...) but eating my terrible ass carb diet (I've been trying to buy fruits and vegetables, but ...shit's rough, especially when you just start a job.

So, anyway, frustrated, getting fatter (I won't assume I've made like 10 pounds of muscle in like two months), and of course, stressing about it.

Shit needs to change. And it shall. Soon.

I need to buy free weights though. ands dumb bells.

Oh, and my running shoes. I keep looking, but I haven't found any that are good for what I'm trying to do yet. Hopefully before school starts.

I just want some support because I take this super seriously. Almost more seriously than I take those Queen Ann cherries. And that's pretty flipping serious. 

Sooopur Bizzeeee


 Egadz, have I ever been busy, guys. Running around with friends, also at work (I refuse to stand still, so it’s a good thing there’s a “no standing still” rule at my job.). It’s so big, buys. I wasn’t able to get pictures, ‘cuz I didn’t have anyone to take pics of me (sadface), but soon, you’ll see some stuff. I really want to get one of our hi-low skirts, they’re so cute, but Idk what I’d match it with, but I’m smRt, so I’ll figure it out.

I swear, with all the running around I do there ( I work roughly 6 hrs on work days, sometimes more, other times less, but the shifts are typically 6 hours, I think.) Well, anyway, I should have burned like a bazillion calories, lol. I hope so, anyway. But, I have other good news! I’m normally in one of the front sections, so even though I’m running around trying to find where clothes go in other sections, I’ve never not noticed that we do still have a sporty section! I can still have cute workout clothes next semester, guys! Hahahhahahhah
Oh, we also got a new housemate, somewhat temporarily, I think. Anyway, It’s been loads of fun having him around, did I tell you guys that I like videogames and that he brought some over? I swear, for the last few days, we’ve been playing tekken and sonic for many hours. I forgot how fun it was to be some of my favorite characters.

And some of our snow melted, making it easier to walk around (the ice is gone, too. I hate ice, unless iti’s in my drinks, otherwise, it can die. I don’t like cold things.

I’ve also used the sauna a few times. I like to deep condition my hair in there. It’s great, ‘cuz the heat gets all over evenly, instead of having to aim it a certain sections of my hair for a little while, then moving it. I’ve also noticed that my ends ahven’t been getting crispy. Ihaven’t ben using as much heat. I’ve noticed that cutting down definitely helps. I don’t flat iron as much, any more. In fact, I didn’t flat iron a couple times, and noticed that my hair was still holding up pretty well, and looking straight enough, even though I only ever wear buns, now.
But my semester is finally over. I’m so happy! No more stress for a while! Stress sucks booty! Hopefully your semesers are also almost over, too.
Now, I’m going to work on improving my fridge. I’ve bought celery, another pomegranate (they’re seriously SO tasty!), cucumber, ham, tortillas (the mini kind, I’m trying to ease carbs out of my diet, so I figure getting these, I won’t be eating actual bread, then I can cut these out…eventually. I know not all carbs are bad, but I want to see how well I can do without them for a while.)  I really do like fruits and veggies. I also really like meat. Mmm, meat! Oh, and I apparently still have some salmon, so I’ve got to figure out what I’m going to do with it.

One of my friends gave me insanity, I haven’t checked to see if they work, but I’ll see soon. I’ve wanted to try insanity for a while, so now that I have it, I can’t wait!

I guess that’s all for now. I’ll be pretty busy this week, so I’ll proably have more next week. You’ll probably get mini updates from my phone if I can, though. 

Sooopur Bizzeeee


 Egadz, have I ever been busy, guys. Running around with friends, also at work (I refuse to stand still, so it’s a good thing there’s a “no standing still” rule at my job.). It’s so big, buys. I wasn’t able to get pictures, ‘cuz I didn’t have anyone to take pics of me (sadface), but soon, you’ll see some stuff. I really want to get one of our hi-low skirts, they’re so cute, but Idk what I’d match it with, but I’m smRt, so I’ll figure it out.

I swear, with all the running around I do there ( I work roughly 6 hrs on work days, sometimes more, other times less, but the shifts are typically 6 hours, I think.) Well, anyway, I should have burned like a bazillion calories, lol. I hope so, anyway. But, I have other good news! I’m normally in one of the front sections, so even though I’m running around trying to find where clothes go in other sections, I’ve never not noticed that we do still have a sporty section! I can still have cute workout clothes next semester, guys! Hahahhahahhah
Oh, we also got a new housemate, somewhat temporarily, I think. Anyway, It’s been loads of fun having him around, did I tell you guys that I like videogames and that he brought some over? I swear, for the last few days, we’ve been playing tekken and sonic for many hours. I forgot how fun it was to be some of my favorite characters.

And some of our snow melted, making it easier to walk around (the ice is gone, too. I hate ice, unless iti’s in my drinks, otherwise, it can die. I don’t like cold things.

I’ve also used the sauna a few times. I like to deep condition my hair in there. It’s great, ‘cuz the heat gets all over evenly, instead of having to aim it a certain sections of my hair for a little while, then moving it. I’ve also noticed that my ends ahven’t been getting crispy. Ihaven’t ben using as much heat. I’ve noticed that cutting down definitely helps. I don’t flat iron as much, any more. In fact, I didn’t flat iron a couple times, and noticed that my hair was still holding up pretty well, and looking straight enough, even though I only ever wear buns, now.
But my semester is finally over. I’m so happy! No more stress for a while! Stress sucks booty! Hopefully your semesers are also almost over, too.
Now, I’m going to work on improving my fridge. I’ve bought celery, another pomegranate (they’re seriously SO tasty!), cucumber, ham, tortillas (the mini kind, I’m trying to ease carbs out of my diet, so I figure getting these, I won’t be eating actual bread, then I can cut these out…eventually. I know not all carbs are bad, but I want to see how well I can do without them for a while.)  I really do like fruits and veggies. I also really like meat. Mmm, meat! Oh, and I apparently still have some salmon, so I’ve got to figure out what I’m going to do with it.

One of my friends gave me insanity, I haven’t checked to see if they work, but I’ll see soon. I’ve wanted to try insanity for a while, so now that I have it, I can’t wait!

I guess that’s all for now. I’ll be pretty busy this week, so I’ll proably have more next week. You’ll probably get mini updates from my phone if I can, though. 

Friday, December 21, 2012

work all day play all night

This has been how it feels for a while, but I don't mind, really. Its only been a little tiring, but I'm getting used to it. After a decent shift at work, now that we moved to a larger location, there's been a lot of cattiness, especially between newer and older employees. After dealing with that, Tekken 4 tournaments are right the hell up my alley. Im gonna try kingdom hearts next time though, cuz I've never tried it before.  I really like work otherwise though. well, short post today, as I'm on a phone, but maybe a decent sized one soon.  in the meantime, go check out my instagram. I'm olive8o until I can talk to the instateam about that n fix it...

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

High School Tag

Hey, I just found out about this tag, so here it goes, guys. A Tag about my high school experiences.

9th Grade:
This was my first time ever trying homeschool. I was really shy previously, and I lived in Georgia. I didn't fit in with my southern peers, since I didn't act all typically southern - as I wasn't...
I liked 9th grade fine enough, ran into a few technical bugs, but that's to be expected when you have a somewhat nomadic family and you move mid-semester...I spent a lot of time at the library, and the librarians were really nice. They gave me tickets to the Sneak Peek of Ella Enchanted - a book I liked in 4th grade, I'm old...

10th grade: we really didn't move that far (a few blocks, but still outside our old neighborhood). And the u-turn I  moved in to (our street was shaped like a giant downhill u-turn.), I made some alternative friends (it gets thrown around a lot, but I'll explain later, if I need to), and we all hung out together. I also went to school with my uncle (who is only half a year older than me, nevermind how it happened, 'cuz Idk.), who just for ease, we called my brother, since we have the same last name (duh), and were so close in age. This is also where i got my first stalker. He was really tall, so he could see me through the massive crowd of people (this was the largest school I'd ever gone to). I thought nothing of it the first time he walked me to my homeroom, but I told him I wasn't interested in future escorts, when he offered. I ended up needing a school restraining order from this individual. I was safe until I headed to the busses, but he got the message, somewhat, and started after another girl who happened to take my bus.

11th grade: I went to a business school back in my home state for the first half of the semester (remember, nomadic family. My stepdad got a job up here) in the old science museum. I went one day to check it out, liked it, and started the next day. I made friends almost instantly, and had some nice experiences. I joined the Drama Club headed by our English Teacher, albeit by peer pressure: and got my first lead role in a play, and got to perform with them a few more times before I ended up at a "leadership academy" (read: military school). I wasn't remotely a bad student, I just got a couple less than stellar grades (literally just a couple), and my parents pulled me from the school. So there I was, suddenly in uniform, doing exercises after school, months were all a blur, I got chased with a clip board, and I think the girl wanted to try beating me to death, but I'm still not sure why, and after a bad blizzard: I switched schools.

I had the choice of going back to the business school, or going to the Performing Arts school. YOu can guess which one I chose. I wasn't an outcast at this school, but during my first week, some kid comes up to me, says he has to talk to me, and drags me out of the computer lab (I'm not sure I even finished what I was doing, but it was probably just updating my livejournal or someshizz.), then he drags me down six flights of stairs (he had a really good grip, ok?) and tried to kiss me by the vending machines. a of all) I didn't even know dude's name, b of all), it was very awkward, so I left, he tried to make me stay again, and upon returning to my friends, I learned that he was basically the school tramp. He was after any she-thing with legs.

12th grade: still at the performing arts school, and enjoying it, hanging with the same friends, my parents were mad when we didn't have a "senior skip day", aparently that's a big deal. My step dad gave me permission to skip, so a friend and I set a day to go watch the new Pirates of the Carribean movie that came out that year (yes, we even dressed up. We went to a performing arts school, what do you expect?), our other friends didn't join, but they had their own skip day later. We ate like Kings that day, 'cuz she got too happy in the kitchen.

Then, I got a stalker. Somehwere during the semester, I was having self-study to practice guitar. I always hid in a corner room, and never really told anyone, so my surprise when, for lack of another word, the school tramp shows up (repeatedly), to try putting moves on me. I wasn't going for it. After having enough, I told my teacher about it, hid in another room where one of my friends was playing piano pretty loudly, and didn't have too much more stalker-boy trouble. Except that he showed up at my senior party uninvited.

Aside from dumb chizz like stalkers and arguments with friends, high school was pretty fun.

Since it's a tag if you read it you should do it. Any comments welcome. ^_^

Monday, December 17, 2012

Ooh, free day no school

woot woot!

Listen, having mentioned school, I know some of you go to school, or work...or...something, where you may be required to look "presentable". I also know that 99% of you (currently) are women, and perhaps 50% of you feel "unpresentable" if you are not wearing some kind of makeup. I'm gonna walk you lot through my day when I'm in a rush ('cuz I see these youtube videos and, yeah.)

Normally, I'm just in a rush for school or whatever, because I enjoy every portion of my beauty sleep that I can get, lol. Does anyone even say that anymore?

anyway, first thing's first:
if you can, put clothes out the day before (until Friday, I would have my clothes all on the other bed, so they'd be scattered, but all in one place so I could sift through and pick what I want (they were folded, but after a week of "ooh this works, this doesn't", it's a hot ratchetty mess...well, maybe it's not ratchet, I'm still not sure what things to call ratchet...I'm not "up" on my slang...oh well.)

So, anyway, if you can't, right now, it's cold.
Leggings if you got them (I'm assuming you've already put your undies on.)
Thermals if you don't.
Warm undershirt,
warm sweater if you're feeling it, otherwise, a t-shirt will work.
now, run to the kitchen, and either warm up some oatmeal, ramen, eggs, pancakes if you have time, bacon if you've got it, grab your frozen fruit from the fridge (it's better frozen, trust me, except maybe bananas...)

now, the bathroom, style your hair. I typically do a bun or pigtails.
Brush those teeth, I can probably skip the basics, hope you ate first, though,

Now make sure your backpack is ready, throw the boots on, and put your makeup in your bag. No one will care that you're doing your makeup on the bus. Don't do it in the car, you'll get us all into an accident and kill us. Unless you're a passenger. In that case, carry on. "Carry on my wayward son, sha dinyding, dingidtty ding dong" I don't know the words for that song, and now ther's another one on, from the same era, but...different band? Idk...

And that's how I get ready.


sometimes.

Can't lie, Aiden's good at bundling. I honestly don't know what I'd do other than freeze some days. And he helps me get ready when he's had surprisingly little sleep (all of his own volition, of course).


Sunday, December 16, 2012

Grand Opening of Forever 21 at the Mall of America

OOOOH my GOOOOOOOSH, guys! I've been excited about this since I got hired at my job (they told me about it during the interview, I've just been wanting to wait until it actually happens to post about it, so here I am.) My shift is the closing one, but as with any big day, no matter what your shift, it's still busy. Oh, Such a fun event! I really had no idea what the store would look like until my last shift, on Friday, because of all the setting up that was still going on. We have so many sections, guys! Something for everyone.

You're a man? (Namja Isseoyo?) We've got some stuffs for you (really, check our guys section out, it's super manly!"

You're a super girly girl? You'll find something everywhere (well, probably not the men's section, 'cuz...yeah...)

You love you some Hello Kitty? Well, it's infiltrated EVERYWHERE (except the men's section, I think, and really, "Everywhere" is kind of an exaggeration, I don't think there's any in the club, cocktail, accessories, or...denim? sections)

Kiddies? (srsly, mmm...you should probably not be reading my blog 'cuz I swear like a sailor... But ther's something for you, too.) A whole section (but boys will be redirected to the men's section, 'cuz, well..."Kids" is really "girls", but we dont' discriminate, your son wants that skirt? Let him have it. WE DO NO DISCRIMINATE. Besides, maybe he's rocking it better than that one girl in his class, Idk...let me stop right now...probably dug myself into a hole here...)

Plus section has a bit of everything (and a couple things I want).

You like Neon? And California? Maybe just Cali?

And eventually, even Coffee! (I seriously can't wait for that caffeine to get there. You have no idea how deprived I've been recently.

So, yeah, something for everyone. I've made a million outfits in my head already. Hee, I can start building an actual wardrobe now ^__________________________________________^

But I need some of that hello kitty stuff, 'cuz Hello Kitty is deee bombsauce.

Oh, I forgot to mention shoes, there's LOTS of shoes, ladies. (Sorry gents, I actually don't know much about your footwear, but your section looks pretty swank if I do say so myself, and Yes, I did just say "swank"). 

Saturday, December 15, 2012

"You're just like a

gay boy"

once, I had a friend tell me this, and I was confused. Neverminding the fact that he was a gay boy himself, I was perplexed, 'cuz I'm a straight girl, and I guess we have some things in common, as gender orientations. Mutual like of men. Yeah.

So, anyway, I just got un-confused. I was watching this person on youtube (hopefully you're subscribed so you know who I'm talking about) "Miles Jai", and I noticed that there are a lot of things I do that he and a lot of my gay guy friends do, but I thought maybe it's just habits I picked up from hanging out with them, or, maybe I'm just weird. Lol.

I don't even care, really. I just never noticed. (I'm really good at not noticing things, I guess, lol.)

Does anyone mind that I'm posting at random-ass times when I schedule my posts ahead of time, does anyone mind that I schedule posts?

Who wants to try for a guest post? 

Friday, December 14, 2012

"Do you like...umm...icecream" *blush*

Recently, I've been made aware that it's actually kind of a miracle that I end up in relationships, like...ever.

See, when I'm not in one, I'm kind of like this

Poop, couldn't find the pic I wanted.

Well, anyway, I don't pick up on hints

AT ALL.
Even really obvious ones. I don't know why, but I just don't get them, and then if someone who for some reason is interested in me but then I'm like "Nah, he's just a friend", 'cuz I pretty much see everyone as a non-romantic, non-interest until they magic me into a relationship. Normally, I think it's pretty steathlike.


k, that's an exaggeration. But  anyway, someone I think is all just a friend is suddenly dropping hints that I pick up on, and I'm like "Holy Chizz, dude the F are you doing? Can you Not see that I'm One of the Dudes?" (cuz I typically hang out with dudes and like videogames, etc). So then I'm all weirded out and confused like "why does he like me"

(at this point I have no idea where this post is going, by the way)

Except that maybe ...yeah. I can't think of a real point for this.

So, anyway, I don't get that someone likes me until they tell me. Otherwise, I just think they're a really friendly person. Unless they're being all gross, but that's not so much "liking me" as "being a big fat pervypants".

I am comfortably and happily with Aiden, in case anyone has a weird question about that, and no, no one is dropping me any hints (although, by default, I really will not get it if a woman is dropping them (I'm also not intersted, sorry to potentially dissapoint, lol). Seriously, though. I had a few friends who liked me. Two of whom I had NO idea. The other one, I only knew about it because she was...embarassingly (for me) obvious about it. That's another story for MUCH later...if ever...) Anyway, for the previous two, some of my friends told me that they noticed them "inspecting" my "rack" or "trunk" while I wasn't looking. They were pretty sneaky, 'cuz I NEVER would have caught on. EVERRR.

So, back to the post of pointless ramble. How do I show interest? Simple. I don't. How did I get into my current relationship? Simple answer "Magic", Walter's answer: "Magic is" nevermind, he'd start talking about the raspberry jelly or redvines, maybe even bacon, but something along the lines of magic being something most people don't understand easily explained by science, look at this ask walter thing! :http://askzy.com/walter-fringe/

wow, am I really that easily distracted don't I have like five million things to do?

I want a new layout, one with like skulls and stuff, and a cherry cursor, 'cuz that'd be bomb, but not the tiny three cherries, I want two nice sized cherries with the green stems and a leaf, you know, like the cute cherries on swimsuits and junk, btw, I need one of those swimsuits this summer, and by need  I mean want, but does anyone really care about that portion of my grammar on my blog right now? especialy considering this is a really random ass blog post that I just thought about while I was talking to a coworker this morning? I didn't even think I'd blog about it, it's just that someone brought it up, and I was like "damn, I never thought about tha, how would I notice this about myself, lol".

K, time for a new post, lol. excuse y poor spelling, I"m distracted by like a million things and ...my brain...there's really bad music on the thing right now, and it's definitely not what's coming from any of this bar's tv's. I also just realized that yes, I do look young enough to get carded, 'cuz it just happened tonight. I got spoiled going to one bar that I always go to, I wonder if my mom would get carded, like, we dont' look our age at all, I love these genes, it's great. anyway, new post.

Thursday, December 13, 2012

spontaneous combustion

Well, no, but. Random adventures with friends are always nice. I had one recently, and I needed it pretty bad. I have 3 more assignments due, and since I haven't had much sleep, I've been in a blurry slumpfunk. As always, life is changing before we can blink, but it's always for the best.

Tafn, loves. Stay toasty!!!


Wednesday, December 12, 2012

re-building bridges


Building bridges, well, rebuilding, really.

Recently, I’ve been meaning to blog about how I’ve been way too good at severing tie, because it’s just something that comes easily to me.

I have a very low tolerance for bullchizz, so when there’s too much of that, or drama in my life, I cut the sources.
But I’ve realized that burning bridges isn’t the way to go.
I recently just re-friended a formerly good friend, she was one of my besties, at one time, but because of really dumb issues, we cut the ties we had (the issues were pretty dumb in retrospect), but I’m actually glad that we’re friends again – did I mention that we share the same birthday? Well, I’m a year older, but it was fun that one time we both went to the movies with a group of friends to celebrate our birthday, or the other time where our input bro well, my input bro) took us out for pho, I still remember that time like it was yesterday, and I hope he reads this (yup, shoutouts to you, Oppa!) I wish we could hang out together again sometime.
I must admit, one of the first things I did was look at her fb pics once we re-friended each other, her baby’s just too adorbz.

And who knows, maybe she can be one of my ld fit buddies (long distance for u lot who don’t know),

Which brings me to a new point, I want a fit buddy, especially for next semester, I’ve blogged about it before, so you can all tell how excited I am for next semester.

(I’m typing with my screen down right now ‘cuz, well, I’m trying to be discrete.)

I just did another presentation, and I have less than . 6 hrs of sleep, (you remember the set-up shift  I told you guys about in my last post? Well, it was a 4-midnight, we left a little early, but I missed my last bus by an hour still, so I go very little sleep last night, no complaints, though, ‘cuz it was really fun. ) I like work, and the more hours I get, the better, I’m a rent payer, after all, and I’m saving up for a car.
Trying to type quietly is very hard for me, my mom used to hate it, I’d wake up from sleeping with a great idea, in high school, hop back on my computer, and half an hour later, I’d hear “go back to sleep!”). My mum has supersonic hearing, I swear, she’d be on the second floor, and I lived in the basement room my stepdad made for me in that house. I miss it! That room was B.A, I swear!
But back to the re-building of bridges. I’m trying to be a bit less quick to cut ties off, because really, minor infractions, or even, sometimes, major ones, aren’t worth it in the end. I won’t say I miss everyone who I’ve cut out of my life completely, because there are those who I can’t see any reason to reacquaint myself with, but for those who I might have just had a misunderstanding or two with, sure.
Friendship is a two-way street, and I used to cut people off for giving too little when I feel like I’ve given more than my share, I’m gonna try not doing that (at least, not as often), and see if it helps in the long run. I hope it does. 

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Awkward Turtle is Awkward

Hi, guys, as you've guessed, I've run into some awkwardness at work.

As it turns out, I'm following someone I work with on blogger (I had no idea we even lived in the same state until I saw a post with pics of a place I used to walk by all the time, only to end up months later getting hired at the same store they work at)

For me, this is awkward, as I just found out this person - of course - had the same idea as me: blog about the new store, and take pics to share with you lot. You can see how this'll be awkward, if you happen to follow her, too, she just happened to beat me to the punch, and now I'm kind of upset, I don't want to be a copycat blogging about the same store - I'm still going to because it's something I'm super excited about, and it's not my fault we both work at the same store, as you just read, I didn't even know she lived in the same state, let alone worked at the freaking mall of america...freaking A.

I"m still doing it though, but I'm gonna have to unfollow her blog, because I can't take this much awkwardness, I'm already a very awkward individual, and I know this pretty well. I've tried working on it, but it's probably just my social anxiety...I probably can do something about it, but I don't know what other than observing others and following suit.

Well, I've managed to successfully unfollow the person, so, now I can blog freely about working at Forever 21 in the mall of america (Idk if I told you guys that in an earlier post, I normally have trouble deciding what information is safe to disclose, as I sometimes get real life stalkers...k, scratch sometimes, it's a common occurence for me, so yeah, I know "why blog, even?" Idk, I just do, it's fun, whatever...

So, I'll be working the opening day at our new, very big store that's supposed to have it's own coffee shop, but after seeing the inside (I did a store set up shift where we were unloading boxes, trucks, and manequins), I'm not sure where they'd be putting it, there doesn't seem to be any room on the top floor (but I think we have two sets of escalators, so maybe I just haven't seen the entirety of it, but the bottom floor, well, that's also taken up by a lot of sections. GAAAAAAAAAAH! THE SECTIONS WE HAVE ARE SO CUUUUUUUUUUUTE,
but now I have to get back to doing homework.

it's been a while since my last update because of me not having internet, and always being at work, the last week's been a blur, such a blur that I can't tell you what I was doing on saturday, but it was probably working, really, I have no recollection of any event in question, but I'm also running on less than five hours of sleep right now, so...oh, chiz, homework!

pics and reviews later, I promise, but probably not tomorrow, 'cuz yeah...

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Blogging with Friends

It's like words with friends, but you don't have pesky reminders, lollllll

Just a quick post, I've got a friend who's just started a blog, and thought it'd be sweet of you to roll on over to his page quick and take a read.

http://bryangutierrez4.wordpress.com/2012/12/03/friends/

Thankies <3 

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Hot running water saves lives

Or noses, at least.

Public transportation issues:

today, I was stuck on a crowded bus next to a guy who just gives off a paedo vibe, and he was stinky.

How does he give off such a vibe, you ask? (You probably didn't but I'm telling you anyway). I've been stuck behind this dude before, and maybe he's just a friendly older dude, idk, but he sits down, arranges his three bags (at least one of them is some sort of instrument (musical) holster, probably a flute or something, idk.), and starts talking to this girl who literally doesn't want anything to do with him, and he chats her ear off for the entire ride ( I only know this because that day, I happened to be looking for slug bugs, so I was tearing myself from tumblr a lot - I know, I'm an addict), until he finally got off the bus.

Today, I was expecting a very important call about my Gram, but I had my headphones in, almost full blast, and I noticed him trying to talk to me.

What goes through my mind: Eew, you stink, I'm waiting for an important call, do you not see that I just changed to song on my mp3 player, yes you do, shut the hell up, important call, is it coming yet? Not now, yet? smelly, where's the call?

That's basically how my brain was working. Rude, but truthful, and no, not of it came out of my mouth, I'm not that rude.

So anyway, I'm going about my anxious business again, and he keeps scooting closer. I'm already pissed 'cuz I'm stuck between stink, and hard bags, along with the fact that my call has still not come. So I sit up, because a of all) I've slumped down, and b of all) He's squishing me, and then he gets mad that I sat up.

I'm like (in my brain, of course), "Mothafucka, you are squishing me and you don't see me lashing the fuck out...) So pissed.

So, anyway, that was just today.

there are bus drivers who see people standing on a bus stop, or maybe they're running their hardest, and they're usually not that far away, but the bus driver just keeps going. I can understand if they're pressed for time, and really can't afford a 5 second stop, I guess, if that's possible, but I always notice that (and luckily, I'm always on these busses) they are usually early when they decide to skip these people who now have to wait an entire hour for another bus. Yeah, they probably should have been out earlier, but it's like five seconds, dude. Stop being a speed demon.

I especially hate this if later, they have a layover, anyway. Like, dude, you could have had more people if you would have taken a chill pill, yo.

Yeah...That's about it, really. 

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

randomchizzagain

why do my own posts cause notifications on my dash? So weird. 

Anysnooch, I cooked some good stuff recently, like, delicious stuff, typically smells great when you first make it. The next day or so…not so much. 
So, I made these eggroll type wraps from scratch, then i made broccoli cheese rice to fill it, and added some cream cheese, ‘cuz I like cream cheese, then I found some salmon, and made some mini salmon rolls. 
You can guess which ones didn’t smell the most appealing when I reheated them. 
They still tasted badass, but I’m probably gonna feel bad at work when I stink up the break room with them…
And now I’m watching LuanLegacy. Cracks me up. Love the vids. 

Those are the things I made, and they were delish, but they're gonna stink the break room up once I re-heat them, and that makes me sad. 

I guess this is just a short post today, 'cuz...yeah. 

Monday, December 3, 2012

Cat calls and other such nonsense

I was recently watching this latoya video, and it reminded me of times where guys have tried to use that method to pick me up (I've always found it disgusting, and low class).

Today, I was walking to Aiden's job to bring him some dinner on my way to work. I got off the bus, and this happened to me, again.

To make matters worse, it was an entire crowd of men (k, there were like 5-7 of them, but still), all trying to get my attention, one even started singing something about tina turner (I vaguely remember the words being "got a body/booty like tina turner")...I walk faster, dude keeps singing, and the others are still trying to talk to me, I get inside, and can see through the door's reflection that they are all now walking after me. Quickly.

This was not fun, but lucky fast walker that I am, I lost them in the skyway. It probably didn't help them that there was a security guard in there, too. Idk if that matters.

Least fun day of my life...exaggeration? the least fun bit, probably, but this did, indeed happen. I'm not sure why, nor do I really care, when there's a whole gaggle of men after you, you do not stop to question their motives, especially if you can hear them!

So, on to more happy news, it's about hte end of the semester. I'm SUCH a happy camper! I can't wait to get these classes over with. Two weeks! faoweyrtug;odfhsg;lakshgpiquyertpoiashbn;lajhsdvoiurwtoijealw;khdbviuadfsh fow
YAY!

that's all for now!

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Tarting myself up for work?!?!?!

Did you guys think I'd say that I'm going to become a tart and post pics of me like that?

haha! No.

Here's what I won't be doing: Tarting myself up for a job. Unless, for some reason, I get a job at a place where it's explicitly expressed and expected that I do. However, that's not likely, because I like to wear 74359872340968572398573-57888 gagillion layers year round. -35 degree weather? You bet. 99 degree weather? Why not, I see no problem. Mo hotta, mo betta. (Foodwise, too ^_^)

here's a video for you

Pretty random. I know.

Anyway, back to why I'm not tarting myself up. I love that phrase, by the way.

There is a place that exists where people who wear more revealing clothes receive more favor than those who don't, no matter how hard they work. Which is pretty interesting, considering that the person who wears the most clothes works the hardest, but for some reason, always ends up with the short end of the stick - the hours stick, that is.

Why is this? I don't know. I can't bring myself to wear leggins as pants with my proportions, and even if my proportions were smaller, I still wouldn't because I like to be covered, and by covered, I mean, I like that someone would have to actively try to imagine what I looked like under my clothes, not just "I bet her legs probably need sun from the months of not showing them" (it's years, in my case, 'cuz I really don't like to show my legs, no matter how many compliments they receive, I just like to be warm and covered, but mostly covered.

And I'm not fond of showing my chest, either. ...or my arms...you catch my drift.

I'm not saying that one has to show off their body at any establishment for any reason unless it's their job requirement (and i admittedly don't know much about those types of jobs, anyway...), I'm just saying that if that's the culture, I'm not gonna be adhering to it any time soon just to fit in/get hours or anything.

that's really it. 

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Complacency = Dealbreaker?

I was reading Ebony Magazine today before work, since I got here early due to reasons that no longer matter, bad bad me, but I'm not gonna 'splain myself, 'cuz I don't gotta! Lolz.

So, anyway, I came across a section called he said/she said, I read a he said first, and his was just, ridiculous to me: it's a dealbreaker if on the first date, when he's trying to get physical, she backs away a little, like, she doesn't want his hand on her leg. It's your first date, dude, back the hell off, maybe to her you're coming on too strong, and who says you have the right to touch her body, anyway? ...digressing, next point: (of course, he withheld his name...*eyeroll *)


A woman was the first one to answer the question, though (I skip around in magazines like I do on the internet, lol.), and her turn off was complacency. It's understandable, once she states that not only is she a community activist - but also a business owner O.O Beehatch has chizz running for herself, She really is a bad mamma jamma, imo. So, anyway, she needed a man with as much drive as/more than she's got.

From her perspective, I can understand why she can deal with someone who's got a 9-5, but not someone who's got one of those and no ambition.

This is where I'm on the fence. Everyone likes to be comfortable, some people really don't need much to keep them happy. I'm like that in some respects, but I also believe that having dreams, goals, and all that jazz does, in a sense, earn points.

I'll let you lot in on something now, which may or may not be surprising, since I did go to two performing arts schools, took college art classes in middle school, and worked/volunteered, as it would have been called at the time, at a teen newspaper as both a writer and an artist - yes, I've been published, even if it was just in a teen newspaper, here's a link to their website (you won't find my stuff, anymore, it's been archived, but they do keep paper copies of old stuff in these handy 1/4 box thingies, so cool: http://www.voxteencommunications.org/newspaper/default.aspx. Fun times, for reals.

So, the thing I'm gonna let you in on is this: I want/ed to be an actress or something when I was younger/kind of still do, but I've realized that I don't need to rush it, 'cuz a of all) school is too important right now, especially so close to my first degree, for crying out loud, and b of all) I still get told I look 15 sometimes, so I can no doubt play high school kids probably into my early 30's if I really feel like it (there's one woman who I think still plays high schoolers/college kids and I think she's actually 40 or so!)

So yes, I've got goals, and ambitions, but it doesn't make my skin crawl when I hear other people say that they just want the simplest life they can get by on. Not everyone's meant to be that person who owns 5 hotels, 6 banks and 92 yachts. Not everyone want's to be that person, but I think a little drive is nice, maybe just be the best banker in your town would even be a nice goal, or whatever, you catch my drift.

What I can't deal with is someone who has no work ethic. I've known people with no work ethic, it drives me mad, especially when I'm eager to get a job done and they're just "meh, the work'll take care of itself. *rolls over in bed*".

Well, you know what, sir? No, That corn certainly will NOT schuck itself, so let's get out there and get shuckin' so we can have it done and enjoy the day, besides, SHUCKING CORN IS FUN!!!!

Actually, I don't know the first thing about corn shucking, but that's my general attitude about work. Considering that none of my work has been anything to make my stomach turn, I don't mind working early/late, all day long as I'm about to do this weekend, just give me some caffeine and let me run.

So, in short, no, I don't think complacency should be a total dealbreaker, apathy should. But that's just me. I don't own a business while being a community activist, we're all individuals with different stands on everything, so there ya go.

didn't realize this would end up being such a long post, really, lol. 

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