I am the poet of life
Blossoming newly every day
I am the poet of song
My words interpreted multiple ways
I am the poet of color
Bright, warm, cool, and cold
I am the poet of happiness
But only to I it is truly shown
I am the poet of music
My melody dances around in your head
I am the poet of nightmare
The monster under your bed
I am the poet of fresh air
Lemon scented, refreshing, and clean
I am the poet of first love
I sparkle in your eye
I am the poet of seasons
Cold, wet, warm, and brown
I am the poet of voice
Speak it in your own way
I am the poet of creativity
Bursting under your skin
I am the poet of new moon
I howl where no one sees
I am the poet of friendship
Bright fun, tears and laughter
I am the poet of individuality
No two people are alike
I am the poet of film
Running over and repeating
I am the poet of the lost
Not around but not forgotten
I am the poet of art
Cool and unique but sometimes dark
I am the poet of elements
Earth, air, fire, water
I am the poet of zodiac
But I never find polarity
I am the poet of animal
Can’t voice what I want heard
I am the poet of sarcasm
But every word taken seriously
I am the poet of laughter
The strongest medicine of them all
I am the poet of myself
No one else can be like me
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Look before you leap: The panda and the leopard
this was a fable I wrote a while ago for my creative writing class:
One day, a young panda was lying lazily in a bamboo tree when a leopard approached her.
“May I help you”? Asked the Panda
“you see that break in the road over there”? The leopard responded, jerking his head toward a split in between the road up ahead.
“Yes, I see it why”? Asked the panda
“I bet you I could get across the break more successfully than you” responded the Leopard.
“I highly doubt that” said the Panda twiddling a piece of bamboo between her fingers “I am smaller, lighter and smarter than you”
“Prove it” said the leopard
“Not today, my mother says there will be a storm, maybe some other time” and with that the panda hopped down from the tree and walked off.
That night a storm did come, and what a storm it was. The trees blew in the wind, and the water rose above the streets, the sky blackened, and the roads flooded
The next day, the Leopard met with the Panda in the same tree.
“I bet you I can get passed that break in the road more successfully than you Panda” said the leopard. The panda looked around, the streets were wet from the rain and the break in the road was full of the salty water.
“Okay” said the Panda. “Let’s see if this is true”
The panda and the leopard stood in front of the break of the road.
“On your mark, get set, GO”! Yelled the leopard, and the panda watched the leopard leap toward the break. The leopard’s paws tried to hold on, but the water from the rain was too slippery for his pads to grip. The leopard fell in the break and into the water. The panda looked down; making sure the leopard was okay then smiled and said
“like I said, I am smarter than you, you silly cat”
One day, a young panda was lying lazily in a bamboo tree when a leopard approached her.
“May I help you”? Asked the Panda
“you see that break in the road over there”? The leopard responded, jerking his head toward a split in between the road up ahead.
“Yes, I see it why”? Asked the panda
“I bet you I could get across the break more successfully than you” responded the Leopard.
“I highly doubt that” said the Panda twiddling a piece of bamboo between her fingers “I am smaller, lighter and smarter than you”
“Prove it” said the leopard
“Not today, my mother says there will be a storm, maybe some other time” and with that the panda hopped down from the tree and walked off.
That night a storm did come, and what a storm it was. The trees blew in the wind, and the water rose above the streets, the sky blackened, and the roads flooded
The next day, the Leopard met with the Panda in the same tree.
“I bet you I can get passed that break in the road more successfully than you Panda” said the leopard. The panda looked around, the streets were wet from the rain and the break in the road was full of the salty water.
“Okay” said the Panda. “Let’s see if this is true”
The panda and the leopard stood in front of the break of the road.
“On your mark, get set, GO”! Yelled the leopard, and the panda watched the leopard leap toward the break. The leopard’s paws tried to hold on, but the water from the rain was too slippery for his pads to grip. The leopard fell in the break and into the water. The panda looked down; making sure the leopard was okay then smiled and said
“like I said, I am smarter than you, you silly cat”
April Fools.
Today is the one year anniversary of my Gwen Stefani April fools joke. Last year Brittany and Sam got everyone in on convincing me that Gwen Stefani was in a terrible car crash and died. At first I didn’t believe it but then my mom called me and Fran and Melany called me…then I started telling customers (not noticing Sam trying not to giggle as she told the customers down the aisle that it was a joke). I even called my aunt to tell her and she started crying. That’s when I found out it was fake. How come I am always so fucking gullible? I hate it. I really do. I guess that I’m such a nice person I don’t want to believe anyone is lying? Yeah, that’s it.
So, today, being once again April First I was waiting for something to happen to me but nothing came. I decided not to do anything to anyone this year (or any year for that matter) because I don’t really like seeing people upset or angry. Today was a regular day; I went to school, came home, drew, and then went to work. Brittany had work until 9:30 also, and like I usually do, I was going to wait for her to leave then drive up to Payless and say hi. Tonight was different though, her car wasn’t there and usually when she gets out before me she waits by my car. I sat in my car and looked around the parking lot (maybe she parked somewhere else) but no such luck. I texted her asking if she left already but I didn’t get a response so I assumed that she was on her way driving home and couldn’t text because she isn’t like me who texts while driving while listening/singing to music while fixing my hair
I get home, walk in my house and get a text from Palma.
“Are you serious? I’m at the bank”
I kicked myself in the ass thinking that even though I checked over there I somehow missed her bright blue CRV in the empty parking lot. I sighed and felt really retarded. A few minutes later she texts me again asking if I’m coming back, so like a good boyfriend I get back in my car and drive back to Gateway only to get another text mid-drive saying “Phych!” what?!?! When I pulled into the parking lot I called her…
“Are you home” I asked even though I already knew the answer was yes. And surprise, it was. When I told her that I drove back to see her she almost peed herself. I thought that I was being really nice by driving back, just to see her for a few minutes but no; once again, I was fooled. She then asked me if I honestly believed that she went to the bank at 9:40 at night, in the dark and yes, I did believe her because she is the same girl that went to a CLOSED Hess gas station at 10pm and lost her debit card. I swear to God I will get her back.
So, today, being once again April First I was waiting for something to happen to me but nothing came. I decided not to do anything to anyone this year (or any year for that matter) because I don’t really like seeing people upset or angry. Today was a regular day; I went to school, came home, drew, and then went to work. Brittany had work until 9:30 also, and like I usually do, I was going to wait for her to leave then drive up to Payless and say hi. Tonight was different though, her car wasn’t there and usually when she gets out before me she waits by my car. I sat in my car and looked around the parking lot (maybe she parked somewhere else) but no such luck. I texted her asking if she left already but I didn’t get a response so I assumed that she was on her way driving home and couldn’t text because she isn’t like me who texts while driving while listening/singing to music while fixing my hair
I get home, walk in my house and get a text from Palma.
“Are you serious? I’m at the bank”
I kicked myself in the ass thinking that even though I checked over there I somehow missed her bright blue CRV in the empty parking lot. I sighed and felt really retarded. A few minutes later she texts me again asking if I’m coming back, so like a good boyfriend I get back in my car and drive back to Gateway only to get another text mid-drive saying “Phych!” what?!?! When I pulled into the parking lot I called her…
“Are you home” I asked even though I already knew the answer was yes. And surprise, it was. When I told her that I drove back to see her she almost peed herself. I thought that I was being really nice by driving back, just to see her for a few minutes but no; once again, I was fooled. She then asked me if I honestly believed that she went to the bank at 9:40 at night, in the dark and yes, I did believe her because she is the same girl that went to a CLOSED Hess gas station at 10pm and lost her debit card. I swear to God I will get her back.
Friday, February 29, 2008
New Slang.
December Boys, Daniel Radcliffe’s new movie. It was pretty good. It was about these four orphan boys who were born in December…blah blah blah. The orphanage they live in decide that they were to take these boys on holiday because someone wants to adopt one of them. This would be a good plot if all the boys were the same age, right? Well, the British, as cool as they are decide to cast Daniel Radcliffe as one of the boys. Why is this bad you might ask…I’ll tell you. It’s bad because he is a seventeen year old hanging around three ten year olds… throughout the whole movie you see Dan playing games, and running around with the other three. They even gave each other nicknames, kind of like the Marauders from Harry Potter did. Dan’s character, “Maps”, has this love interest, Lucy who sleeps with him then leaves him…he was real heartbroken and shit. Anyway, it’s so funny to watch him running around/exploring with these other boys. There is one scene where the four of them go swimming…the beginning of the scene scans over the boy’s legs in their swim trunks. Tell me is this isn’t hysterical? You see three sets of small, pale legs and then one set of these big, hairy ones…I almost peed myself. A scene later the four of them are running on a mountain and you can pick out which one doesn’t belong; the one that has a happy trail. It was really hard to take this movie seriously with him in it. I love him, and love the Harry Potter films but please, stick to that.
Today I was scheduled to have off. Did I? Nope. Dawn called in sick last night so I said I would cover her 10-2 shift. Thank God it was only four hours, and not an eight hour shift. Regardless I need the money, this makes me working six days in a row with no day for just me. The highlight of my shift came around noonish. The phone rang and I answered it:
“Thank you for calling KB toys, come join us for out sale, how may I help you”?
“ Yes, I am *insert name here* from Home Office, who is on tonight“?
“…our manager, Karen…”
“No, I mean right now”
“oh, it’s me and our manager Linda”
“Wonda”?
“No, Linda”
“can you put her on please”?
I hand the phone to Linda…
“KB toys…I’m Linda…I’m 52...this is my ninth year…what?…what test?….I don’t think so…what isn’t supposed to taste Lemony?…No, I don’t think so”
She hangs up the phone.
I look at her.
“What isn’t supposed to taste lemony”?
“this guy, he wanted to know if our saliva had a lemony taste…”
“what”?
“yeah, he wanted me to stick my finger in your mouth and taste your saliva”
I almost lost it. I couldn’t stop laughing. Apparently he got other stores too…we called Doreen, our DSM.I imminently had to tell Brittany who thought it was very strange and said “shut the fuck up. That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard” then I called Fran who thought it was funny, which it was; my panties were damp from it so I don’t blame them for laughing.
A few hours after, once I let the call settle, I complained to Linda that I had nothing to do today because Brittany was still sick. Right after this Brittany texts me and asks if I want to borrow one of the puppies tonight. I called my mom, who agreed, and text Brittany back… I now had something to do today: play with the puppy =)
I’ve been trying to convince my family to let us take a puppy since they were born but unfortunately my family’s been saying no…then I got my mom convinced, then my brothers so all who was left was my dear old dad. He doesn’t really have a say because if my mom wants something, she usually gets it…like me. We’re spoiled. So Brittany comes to KB at 2 with baby George in her arms. He got really big since last time I saw him, but flicking ADORABLE! We went back to my house and chilled and played with the puppy and I made grilled cheese sandwiches with bacon, and a Shirley temple. Shortly after, my mom and brothers came home and fell in love with the poodle. He slept mostly, which was so fucking cute, then he got hyper around 7ish when he played with a sock and a cat ball and started to rag doll it. So I convinced 99% of my family to want the dog. Like I said, if I want something, I’ll get it. Iihght, I’m going to go watch some Sabrina the teenage witch then go to bed. Peace.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Saddle Up
Do you want to know what really creeps me the fuck out? Security guards. They are sooooo fucking creepy. For anyone who doesn’t know the security guards in Gateway plaza, lucky you; they are the creepiest things ever. One time a black one pulled up to Fran, Karen, Dave and I and asked for a pen and a cigarette, and one time Karen swears she and Dave saw the security guard being pleasured by some woman in the car…yeah, we got some real good protection up in herre girl.
Tonight, after work Brittany and I went to Outback (good day mate). We had a well earned Alice spring chicken and blooming onion…She has to sit through hours of bullshit for her new job at Payless, and I had to work tonight. Anyway, we go to Outback and eat some yum yums. We were finished by eleven something so we decided to go to the movies. We saw ‘Mad money’. It was pretty good, I guess. There was an annoying man sitting a few seats down from us who would laugh at the most retarded things, and there was a couple in front of us who were giggling and being gay (hey! It’s cute when Brittany and I do it!) Speaking of Brittany and I doing stuff…nah! I shouldn’t say…
So we leave the movie. OH!!! I have to tell you this story:
Last night my brother had a hockey game, so Britt and I stayed here and watched Hairspray and stuff…we then went to Walgreen’s for something and by the time I got back to my house my family was home so Britt and I sat in my car and ‘talked’…
I walk into my house and there is my entire family sitting on the couch staring at me. I give them a fake smile and say Hi. Zack then goes
“Bout time. What took you so long in the car?”
My face must have been whiter than an albino’s ass after getting an ass bleaching. My dad told him we were ‘talking’ and I gave him a dirty look…WTF? Were they watching us? Creeeeeeeepy…
So anyway, today I’m at AC Moore and I get a phone call from Brittany. I knew there had to be something up because so never calls me (we’re more of a text messaging couple). I pick up and I hear “This is very important” the genius somehow left her wallet (strike one) in my car and she needed her license for her interview with the Russian from Payless. So I race home to check my car, which there in my front seat was a little pink wallet owned my Brittany Lynne Palma. I giggled because sometimes her forgetfulness can be cute. I called her to tell her the good news and my mom was like “Well maybe while you two were making out it fell out of her pocket”…again, where they watching us because I really hope they weren’t.
Next on the genius couple’s list of the most smartest (yeah, I went there) things that can go wrong (oh btw, I did something REAL stupid. Again, but you can’t know what that was *giggle*)…
So anyway, after outback we went to the movies. Brittany made me let her pay for the movies because I paid for dinner *blank face/smile* I should have paid; we’re walking to the ticket ripper person when Britt asks me if I have my ticket. I look down at my hand which is empty and tell her no. somehow, she misplaced my ticket and receipt (strike two) so we had to go to the manager and she luckily believed us and reprinted a receipt so we were able to see the movie. After the movie we went back to her car to leave and it was hella freezing out so she started her car and decided to sit on my lap so she would stay warm, but she accidentally hit the hazard button and it got stuck (strike three)…sooo she lost her wallet, lost the receipt, and broke her car…that’s my girl. Oh and then, her blinkers stopped working on our way back to the KB parking lot where my car was all alone, cold and unprotected. Which brings us back to the point of this blog.
Security guards are fucking creepy. Brittany turns into the parking lot and there is the fucking security guard. We drive past him and he follows us. This isn’t the first time he’s done this; every time Brittany and I are in that parking lot there is the creep watching us… I think this might be the first time he’s seen the car with the windows defogged though, so he might have thought it was a different car…anyway, she parks next to my car and I get out and start it. Where is the guard? Across from us in the other parking lot, watching. I get back in her car and he pulls away. Not away away, but he goes around the parking lot and pulls behind us. FUCKING BEHIND US! Holy shit, he is soooo creepy. What the fuck does he think we’re going to do? Rob a store? (Although Mad Money did make me want to rob a bank)… Britt and I said our goodbyes and I went back into my car…I bet the security guard left after we left.
Any who, I’m sleepy and have work in like six hours so I should get some sleep. Night.
Tonight, after work Brittany and I went to Outback (good day mate). We had a well earned Alice spring chicken and blooming onion…She has to sit through hours of bullshit for her new job at Payless, and I had to work tonight. Anyway, we go to Outback and eat some yum yums. We were finished by eleven something so we decided to go to the movies. We saw ‘Mad money’. It was pretty good, I guess. There was an annoying man sitting a few seats down from us who would laugh at the most retarded things, and there was a couple in front of us who were giggling and being gay (hey! It’s cute when Brittany and I do it!) Speaking of Brittany and I doing stuff…nah! I shouldn’t say…
So we leave the movie. OH!!! I have to tell you this story:
Last night my brother had a hockey game, so Britt and I stayed here and watched Hairspray and stuff…we then went to Walgreen’s for something and by the time I got back to my house my family was home so Britt and I sat in my car and ‘talked’…
I walk into my house and there is my entire family sitting on the couch staring at me. I give them a fake smile and say Hi. Zack then goes
“Bout time. What took you so long in the car?”
My face must have been whiter than an albino’s ass after getting an ass bleaching. My dad told him we were ‘talking’ and I gave him a dirty look…WTF? Were they watching us? Creeeeeeeepy…
So anyway, today I’m at AC Moore and I get a phone call from Brittany. I knew there had to be something up because so never calls me (we’re more of a text messaging couple). I pick up and I hear “This is very important” the genius somehow left her wallet (strike one) in my car and she needed her license for her interview with the Russian from Payless. So I race home to check my car, which there in my front seat was a little pink wallet owned my Brittany Lynne Palma. I giggled because sometimes her forgetfulness can be cute. I called her to tell her the good news and my mom was like “Well maybe while you two were making out it fell out of her pocket”…again, where they watching us because I really hope they weren’t.
Next on the genius couple’s list of the most smartest (yeah, I went there) things that can go wrong (oh btw, I did something REAL stupid. Again, but you can’t know what that was *giggle*)…
So anyway, after outback we went to the movies. Brittany made me let her pay for the movies because I paid for dinner *blank face/smile* I should have paid; we’re walking to the ticket ripper person when Britt asks me if I have my ticket. I look down at my hand which is empty and tell her no. somehow, she misplaced my ticket and receipt (strike two) so we had to go to the manager and she luckily believed us and reprinted a receipt so we were able to see the movie. After the movie we went back to her car to leave and it was hella freezing out so she started her car and decided to sit on my lap so she would stay warm, but she accidentally hit the hazard button and it got stuck (strike three)…sooo she lost her wallet, lost the receipt, and broke her car…that’s my girl. Oh and then, her blinkers stopped working on our way back to the KB parking lot where my car was all alone, cold and unprotected. Which brings us back to the point of this blog.
Security guards are fucking creepy. Brittany turns into the parking lot and there is the fucking security guard. We drive past him and he follows us. This isn’t the first time he’s done this; every time Brittany and I are in that parking lot there is the creep watching us… I think this might be the first time he’s seen the car with the windows defogged though, so he might have thought it was a different car…anyway, she parks next to my car and I get out and start it. Where is the guard? Across from us in the other parking lot, watching. I get back in her car and he pulls away. Not away away, but he goes around the parking lot and pulls behind us. FUCKING BEHIND US! Holy shit, he is soooo creepy. What the fuck does he think we’re going to do? Rob a store? (Although Mad Money did make me want to rob a bank)… Britt and I said our goodbyes and I went back into my car…I bet the security guard left after we left.
Any who, I’m sleepy and have work in like six hours so I should get some sleep. Night.
Friday, January 18, 2008
The crown’s in the vault.
Those poor runner ups
Might still hold some grudges.
I’m out of breath, why? I don’t know why…well, I do, but no one wants to hear about it. I just got home. It’s 3:27 in the morning. Today was awesome. Brittany and I went to the city to see Hairspray. It was my Christmas present from her. Hands down, best Christmas present I’ve ever gotten…as of right now ;).
I woke up around 11:30ish, by my mom to take in the bags from the car. I then showered and waited for Britt to come over. We left at 2:40 for the 3:11 train, but we missed it because 1) I had to do my hair. 2) We couldn’t find a parking spot. Finally after like 10 minutes, Brittany spotted a spot…I guess she’s good for something. =)
I’m going to make most of the description brief because I don’t feel like talking about it. Muahaha. Anyway, we got lunch at Ronkonkoma; I had a chicken parmesan hero and she an eggplant one. It was super yummy for train station food but, ya know. Yeah, basically. (I can’t do accents very well).
When we got to penn, I knew exactly where to. I was really proud of myself actually. I’m getting pretty good at telling my way around the city. Brittany and I then looked in H&M, had a mini fight and I got some star bucks. Then it was time for the show!! Wooah!
Let me tell you, I’ve never seen so many Asians in a room at once before. Not even at an Asian restaurant. There was a whole row of them. A whole row! I was like ‘woooah’. tehe.
The show was fucking awesome. (I'll write another blog with a review later) I must have pissed myself at least seven times. Unfortunately, I didn’t take any pictures. At all.
After the show we got some Chinese food. We basically couldn’t get enough of the tourists, so we followed them to their native food supply home…what? It was pretty good stuff I must say. OH! It was a buffet, I must add. The bill was $25.80, so I gave the girl $26, thinking she’ll give me the 20 cents back. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to leave a tip because you know, It was a buffet and all. The girl counts the money and writes “1% tip” on a napkin. I was taken aback. I was all like “what the fuck”? 1% tip, how cheap do you think I am bitch? Asian bitch. Neither Brittany nor I had other cash on us, but we did have two coin dollars, so we threw them on the bill before leaving. We’re good people.
We got back to penn at like 11: 12 or something. We both had to pee, so we ended up missing the 11:16 train, so we had to wait for the 12:14 one. We got some ice cream and watched all the crazy people. At 12:10 we found out that out train was on track 21. Luckily we were in front of the entrance for tracks 20 and 21.
We boarded the train and sat in one of those seats that fit five people and with our luck some man has to sit there with us. Next to us were a group of four teenagers who just saw a Chris Brown and Bow Wow concert at M.S.G. the one girl made me sad. Why? I’ll tell you. There were three girls, lets call them Girl A, Girl B, and Girl C. there was also one boy. We’ll call him Ted. Ted took off his jacket and put it above the seat. He was sitting across from Girl A and next to Girl C. Girl A was sitting next to Girl B. Girl A was “cold” and wanted to wear Ted’s jacket. She obviously liked him, but Ted told her no. He was getting annoyed with the other girls and pretended to threaten them by telling them he’ll sit in a different seat. Oh, Brittany was kind of sleeping on me so that’s why I was watching and observing this group of kids. Anyway, Girl A was kind of mad but whatever. Ted and her switched places at one point leaving Girl A sitting next to Girl C now, and Ted sitting next to Girl B. After a while they all got tired and were starting to fall asleep when a bunch of people got off and there were free seats. Girl A announced that there were free seats, but when no one moved she decided to move. So she got up and went to the seat that was behind her. Girl C suggested that Girl B sat next to Ted so she can lay down, but Girl A told her there was another empty seat. Girl C jumped up and took the free ass cushion, leaving Girl B and Ted alone together. Girl B crawled to the empty seat across from Ted. Immediately after Girl B’s head hit the seat Ted jumped up, grabbed his jacket and threw it over her and tucked her in. Girl A saw this and her face went blank. She looked like she was going to cry. I felt so bad for her. What’s even worse is Girl A was sitting diagonal from me and I felt bad that Brittany and I were cuddling, I really felt bad for her. For the rest of the train ride home she looked depressed. Even when she took a piece of Big Red out of her bag she bit it with a super sad face.
On a lighter note, Brittany and I got home safely, we didn’t get lost once *knock on wood*. Unfortunately it was freezing because it rained the whole day, but overall this was one of the best days I’ve had… props to Brittany and the cast of Hairspray =)…
Night. I’m going to bed.
They padded their cups,
But I screwed the judges
(Ps: I'm copying Fran and putting lyrics in my blogs...sometimes.)
Might still hold some grudges.
I’m out of breath, why? I don’t know why…well, I do, but no one wants to hear about it. I just got home. It’s 3:27 in the morning. Today was awesome. Brittany and I went to the city to see Hairspray. It was my Christmas present from her. Hands down, best Christmas present I’ve ever gotten…as of right now ;).
I woke up around 11:30ish, by my mom to take in the bags from the car. I then showered and waited for Britt to come over. We left at 2:40 for the 3:11 train, but we missed it because 1) I had to do my hair. 2) We couldn’t find a parking spot. Finally after like 10 minutes, Brittany spotted a spot…I guess she’s good for something. =)
I’m going to make most of the description brief because I don’t feel like talking about it. Muahaha. Anyway, we got lunch at Ronkonkoma; I had a chicken parmesan hero and she an eggplant one. It was super yummy for train station food but, ya know. Yeah, basically. (I can’t do accents very well).
When we got to penn, I knew exactly where to. I was really proud of myself actually. I’m getting pretty good at telling my way around the city. Brittany and I then looked in H&M, had a mini fight and I got some star bucks. Then it was time for the show!! Wooah!
Let me tell you, I’ve never seen so many Asians in a room at once before. Not even at an Asian restaurant. There was a whole row of them. A whole row! I was like ‘woooah’. tehe.
The show was fucking awesome. (I'll write another blog with a review later) I must have pissed myself at least seven times. Unfortunately, I didn’t take any pictures. At all.
After the show we got some Chinese food. We basically couldn’t get enough of the tourists, so we followed them to their native food supply home…what? It was pretty good stuff I must say. OH! It was a buffet, I must add. The bill was $25.80, so I gave the girl $26, thinking she’ll give me the 20 cents back. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to leave a tip because you know, It was a buffet and all. The girl counts the money and writes “1% tip” on a napkin. I was taken aback. I was all like “what the fuck”? 1% tip, how cheap do you think I am bitch? Asian bitch. Neither Brittany nor I had other cash on us, but we did have two coin dollars, so we threw them on the bill before leaving. We’re good people.
We got back to penn at like 11: 12 or something. We both had to pee, so we ended up missing the 11:16 train, so we had to wait for the 12:14 one. We got some ice cream and watched all the crazy people. At 12:10 we found out that out train was on track 21. Luckily we were in front of the entrance for tracks 20 and 21.
We boarded the train and sat in one of those seats that fit five people and with our luck some man has to sit there with us. Next to us were a group of four teenagers who just saw a Chris Brown and Bow Wow concert at M.S.G. the one girl made me sad. Why? I’ll tell you. There were three girls, lets call them Girl A, Girl B, and Girl C. there was also one boy. We’ll call him Ted. Ted took off his jacket and put it above the seat. He was sitting across from Girl A and next to Girl C. Girl A was sitting next to Girl B. Girl A was “cold” and wanted to wear Ted’s jacket. She obviously liked him, but Ted told her no. He was getting annoyed with the other girls and pretended to threaten them by telling them he’ll sit in a different seat. Oh, Brittany was kind of sleeping on me so that’s why I was watching and observing this group of kids. Anyway, Girl A was kind of mad but whatever. Ted and her switched places at one point leaving Girl A sitting next to Girl C now, and Ted sitting next to Girl B. After a while they all got tired and were starting to fall asleep when a bunch of people got off and there were free seats. Girl A announced that there were free seats, but when no one moved she decided to move. So she got up and went to the seat that was behind her. Girl C suggested that Girl B sat next to Ted so she can lay down, but Girl A told her there was another empty seat. Girl C jumped up and took the free ass cushion, leaving Girl B and Ted alone together. Girl B crawled to the empty seat across from Ted. Immediately after Girl B’s head hit the seat Ted jumped up, grabbed his jacket and threw it over her and tucked her in. Girl A saw this and her face went blank. She looked like she was going to cry. I felt so bad for her. What’s even worse is Girl A was sitting diagonal from me and I felt bad that Brittany and I were cuddling, I really felt bad for her. For the rest of the train ride home she looked depressed. Even when she took a piece of Big Red out of her bag she bit it with a super sad face.
On a lighter note, Brittany and I got home safely, we didn’t get lost once *knock on wood*. Unfortunately it was freezing because it rained the whole day, but overall this was one of the best days I’ve had… props to Brittany and the cast of Hairspray =)…
Night. I’m going to bed.
They padded their cups,
But I screwed the judges
(Ps: I'm copying Fran and putting lyrics in my blogs...sometimes.)
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
I've seen (chocolate) Jesus.
Yay! my first blog in 2008. I could write about my christmas or my new year, but I don't feel like it.
Today I had an epiphany. I was in the Massapequa mall and like every other KB employee I wanted to visit their KB to check out the competition. There I was walking into the store, checking out the normal clutter ness of my second home when I saw it. Behind the counter, in a navy blue polo and tan pants was a real live black man. I was so taken aback. I knew there were black KB employees, the poster in the backroom had a black man on it, but I’ve never really saw one in real life (other than the ones in Bay Shore, but that’s all you find there so it wasn’t a big deal). I needed to tell someone my newly found joyness. I needed to scream on the top of my lungs “I saw the black man” then run around the store and giggle. I immediately Text Brittany and Fran. Brittany unfortunately was at school but Fran got back to me. She made fun of me but I knew deep down she was jealous…like reaaaaal jealous.
My mom and I passed the food court and I screeched like a little girl. There it was, the all holy TCBY. I haven’t had TCBY in years. FO serious son. I ran up the counter and twirled my pigtails as I waited for the woman to take my order.
“I’ll have a waffle cone with White Chocolate Mousse and rainbow sprinkles please” I said.
I was literary almost shitting myself I was so excited for the delicious white cream in my mouth (that’s what she said) but unfortunately, TCBY’S soft serve wasn’t ready at 10:36 in the morning…so I had to wait 15 minutes for the machine to prep for the creamy goodness. So my mom and I went to Wal-Mart which was located across the hall from TCBY. How convent right?
There I had another leap of excitement, but not so ‘shit-my-pants” excitement. I walked in, and there, right in front of my own eyes was a midget employee. How fucking rad huh? A real live black person working in KB, a real live Midget working in Wal-Mart. Life couldn’t get any better could it? You’re wrong. The TCBY made it even better. I licked that thing like there was no tomorrow. I savored every sprinkle and sucked all the color out of them until the ice cream was dripping down my hand like sweat dripped off a fat man on a hot summer day and his dollar blew away so he has to chaise it so he has enough money to get ice cream from the ice cream man because he’s fat and likes ice cream. It was that good.
Mmmm…I must go now; I need to save Fran from loneliness. What a ho.
Today I had an epiphany. I was in the Massapequa mall and like every other KB employee I wanted to visit their KB to check out the competition. There I was walking into the store, checking out the normal clutter ness of my second home when I saw it. Behind the counter, in a navy blue polo and tan pants was a real live black man. I was so taken aback. I knew there were black KB employees, the poster in the backroom had a black man on it, but I’ve never really saw one in real life (other than the ones in Bay Shore, but that’s all you find there so it wasn’t a big deal). I needed to tell someone my newly found joyness. I needed to scream on the top of my lungs “I saw the black man” then run around the store and giggle. I immediately Text Brittany and Fran. Brittany unfortunately was at school but Fran got back to me. She made fun of me but I knew deep down she was jealous…like reaaaaal jealous.
My mom and I passed the food court and I screeched like a little girl. There it was, the all holy TCBY. I haven’t had TCBY in years. FO serious son. I ran up the counter and twirled my pigtails as I waited for the woman to take my order.
“I’ll have a waffle cone with White Chocolate Mousse and rainbow sprinkles please” I said.
I was literary almost shitting myself I was so excited for the delicious white cream in my mouth (that’s what she said) but unfortunately, TCBY’S soft serve wasn’t ready at 10:36 in the morning…so I had to wait 15 minutes for the machine to prep for the creamy goodness. So my mom and I went to Wal-Mart which was located across the hall from TCBY. How convent right?
There I had another leap of excitement, but not so ‘shit-my-pants” excitement. I walked in, and there, right in front of my own eyes was a midget employee. How fucking rad huh? A real live black person working in KB, a real live Midget working in Wal-Mart. Life couldn’t get any better could it? You’re wrong. The TCBY made it even better. I licked that thing like there was no tomorrow. I savored every sprinkle and sucked all the color out of them until the ice cream was dripping down my hand like sweat dripped off a fat man on a hot summer day and his dollar blew away so he has to chaise it so he has enough money to get ice cream from the ice cream man because he’s fat and likes ice cream. It was that good.
Mmmm…I must go now; I need to save Fran from loneliness. What a ho.
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