"i will carry you"--dispatch
hey hey
well after work yesterday i came home to wait for my mom because we were all going out to dinner. we had to wait awhile...of course. then we went to go eat thai. i got some really good noodles, but they were hella spicy...what bothered me there was this mom and her i guess, 2 year old kid. there is a fishtank there but people were sitting next to it, then they left and a party of 6 was coming, well after the hostess pushes the tables together, (obviously getting ready for another party), the mom is like hey can we sit there (b/c of the damn fish tank), and can you move the bigger table here, etc. the poor hostess was lacking for words or ideas, i was like umm how awkward and rude especially b/c the people who were going to sit there had already showed up, anyways the hostess ended up moving the tables, but i'm like. geez lady, way to make things difficult and THEN her kid wouldn't stop crying...wtf, you're by the fish now? (i only complain b/c we were sitting next to them...actually i would always complain about crying kids in restaurants, stores, movies, in public in general, etc.) ANYWAYS, that was my complaint for the evening.
after that we went home and finished cleaning out my closet, all that was left were these 2 big plastic containers that had stuff i actually need, and then a shoebox...in which i found letters/cards from 1997!!!!!!! wow, i am a packrat. it was kind of interesting to go through that stuff. lots of letters trying to keep in touch with my saudi friends...didn't necessarily work obviously, i can't even plan a freakin' reunion, but whatever. i had lots of letters from miguel, my bff which was fun, and kelli too...but it was mostly like the one letter and that was it. i threw them all out. not that they bring back bad memories, mostly good, it's just sad to know that i don't talk to anyone anymore, not seriously...but it's like i guess that part of my life is over. it is such a HUGE part though, i'm not letting go...just letting go of the paper...one day we'll have a successful reunion, but for now...no. *tear*
anyways today when i came downstairs my mom was like..it must be casual day, huh? i was like HEY! i told my dad what she said and he's like i think she looks cute. (thanks dad, *heart*) i'm like what the heck mom? i am looking very cute, although i wish i was wearing jeans b/c i feel like crap. i'm wearing a denim skirt, layered my pink and white tank tops and a pink sweater...geez. whatever. i'm here at work and i feel crappy, i think not only do i have a sinus headache, but i was really hot, so i took off my sweater, now i'm kind of chilly, but not cold enough to put ON the sweater...and i'm uncomfortable, like i'm having a hard time finding a comfortable place to sit, and this is why i wish i had jeans on so i could sit differently, but the skirt is kind of hindering that.
anyways it's always nice when you forget it's payday and then you get a check! yay! but that doesn't change the fact i feel like ass...whatever. someone brought a good breakfast today...maybe that's it...i didn't feel funny until after i ate...boo!
SA this weekend, yay! boyfriend too! yay!
well after work yesterday i came home to wait for my mom because we were all going out to dinner. we had to wait awhile...of course. then we went to go eat thai. i got some really good noodles, but they were hella spicy...what bothered me there was this mom and her i guess, 2 year old kid. there is a fishtank there but people were sitting next to it, then they left and a party of 6 was coming, well after the hostess pushes the tables together, (obviously getting ready for another party), the mom is like hey can we sit there (b/c of the damn fish tank), and can you move the bigger table here, etc. the poor hostess was lacking for words or ideas, i was like umm how awkward and rude especially b/c the people who were going to sit there had already showed up, anyways the hostess ended up moving the tables, but i'm like. geez lady, way to make things difficult and THEN her kid wouldn't stop crying...wtf, you're by the fish now? (i only complain b/c we were sitting next to them...actually i would always complain about crying kids in restaurants, stores, movies, in public in general, etc.) ANYWAYS, that was my complaint for the evening.
after that we went home and finished cleaning out my closet, all that was left were these 2 big plastic containers that had stuff i actually need, and then a shoebox...in which i found letters/cards from 1997!!!!!!! wow, i am a packrat. it was kind of interesting to go through that stuff. lots of letters trying to keep in touch with my saudi friends...didn't necessarily work obviously, i can't even plan a freakin' reunion, but whatever. i had lots of letters from miguel, my bff which was fun, and kelli too...but it was mostly like the one letter and that was it. i threw them all out. not that they bring back bad memories, mostly good, it's just sad to know that i don't talk to anyone anymore, not seriously...but it's like i guess that part of my life is over. it is such a HUGE part though, i'm not letting go...just letting go of the paper...one day we'll have a successful reunion, but for now...no. *tear*
anyways today when i came downstairs my mom was like..it must be casual day, huh? i was like HEY! i told my dad what she said and he's like i think she looks cute. (thanks dad, *heart*) i'm like what the heck mom? i am looking very cute, although i wish i was wearing jeans b/c i feel like crap. i'm wearing a denim skirt, layered my pink and white tank tops and a pink sweater...geez. whatever. i'm here at work and i feel crappy, i think not only do i have a sinus headache, but i was really hot, so i took off my sweater, now i'm kind of chilly, but not cold enough to put ON the sweater...and i'm uncomfortable, like i'm having a hard time finding a comfortable place to sit, and this is why i wish i had jeans on so i could sit differently, but the skirt is kind of hindering that.
anyways it's always nice when you forget it's payday and then you get a check! yay! but that doesn't change the fact i feel like ass...whatever. someone brought a good breakfast today...maybe that's it...i didn't feel funny until after i ate...boo!
SA this weekend, yay! boyfriend too! yay!
