September 11th

September 11th is very near and dear to my heart. It represents so many things. It is a symbol of hope. It is a day I am longing for. It stands for so many different things. I will remember it forever.

September 11th marks the official end of my Subway career.
September 11th marks the end of summer school.
September 11th marks the beginning of my vacation.

September 11th is going to be the best day ever.

There's an Inflamation in My Tear Gland

I have found a new appreciation for Flight of the Conchords.



I'm Not Crying
So, you're leaving, aren't you'
I knew it when you said just then when you told me you were leaving
That's when I definitely knew
But if you're trying to break my heart
Your plan is flawed from the start
You can't break my heart, it's liquid
It melted when I met you
And as you turn around to leave
Don't' turn back to me
Don't turn around and see if I'm crying
I'm not crying

I'm not crying
It's just been raining
on my face
And if you think you see some tear tracks down my cheeks
Please. Please, don't tell my mates
I'm not crying
No, I'm not crying
And if I am crying
It's not because of you
It's because I'm thinking about a friend of mine who you don't know who is dying
That's right, dying
These aren't tears of sadness because you're leaving me
I've just been cutting onions
I'm making a lasagna
For one
Oh, I'm not crying
No
There's just a little bit of dust in my eye
That's from the path that you made when you said your goodbye
I'm not weeping because you won't be here to hold my hand
For your information there's an inflammation in my tear gland
I'm not upset because you left me this way
My eyes are just a little sweaty today
They've been looking around
They're like searching for you
They've been looking for you
Even though I told them not to
These aren't tears of sadness
They're tears of joy
I'm just laughing
Ha ha ha-ha ha
I'm sitting at this table called love
Staring down at the irony of life
How come we've reached this fork in the road
And yet it cuts like a knife'
I'm not crying
I'm not crying
I'm not cry-y-y-y-
-y-y-y-y-ing

I think you'll feel the same way :)

Are You Pretty?

So I have embarked on the long journey that is summer. Last week I clocked in an incredible 50 hours at work. 50 hours!! It was crazy to say the least. Now let me tell you about the night shift. 11pm until 7 am. You arrive. You clean. You prep. You help. You try not to fall asleep. Who comes into Subway at 3 in the morning, you might ask. There are 3 types of people: Cops, drunks, and highs (high people). I'm not sure which group I enjoy more. But the best conversation I've had to date would have to be the "Are you pretty convo." Let's recap.

"Subway, Culver and Michelson. How can I help you?"
"Is this Subway?"
"Yes"
"Are you open?"
"Yes"
"Are you serious?!"
"Yes"
"Are you my hero?"
"Maybe"
"What's your name?"
"Jessica"
"Ok Jessica, I'll be right in!"
"We'll see you then"

3 minutes later

"Subway, Culver and Michelson. How can I help you"
"Is this Jessica?"
"Yes"
"I just called a few minutes ago"
"Mhmm"
"Are you pretty?"
"You'll have to see for yourself"
"Do you have a facebook?"
"Yes"
"Ok. I won't ask for your last name, because that's just creepy"
"Ok"
"I'll be right in"
"Ok"

Needless to say, he never came in. That might have been awkward. But yes, that is what I have to deal with every time I work. And now, it's even during the day!

"Would you like anything else?"
"Maybe your number"
"What?"
"Sorry..."

Awkward pause

"He's going to ring you up over there. Have a nice day"

Regardless, I get paid. That's what keeps me going :)

Girrrrrl. Why he break up witchu??

A few of my favorite things:

-Studying for finals like a crazy person
-Putting a deposit down on an apartment, only to find out that you no longer have roommates
-Getting no sleep
-Having your mom call you right before a final to tell you that your parents are getting a divorce
-Having no money, because you had to help pay for your parents divorce
-Getting a C on a paper, ruining any chance of getting an A in that class
-Packing and moving out
-Cleaning because some of your roommates decided not to do a super awesome job
-Not having enough room in your car for all your stuff
-Having to work for 8 hours on a Saturday
-Having to make over 18 feet of sandwiches in an hour
-Realizing that you left every piece of make up that you own in an apartment that is no longer yours
-Driving 130 miles in less than 24 hours
-Knowing that for the next 15 months you will be in school, nonstop
-Not being able to be sad about anything because you are completely devoid of emotion
-Crying in front of someone like an idiot
-Realizing that you haven't talked to your best friend in weeks
-Realizing that it's your fault

I would have to say that this summer has definitely started off not as I would have hoped. And I know that things are just going to continue in a similar fashion. And so it begins.

On a happier note, this week is going to be semi decent. Work tomorrow, which I will survive. Tuesday will include a visit from my mom and brothers. Wednesday will be a very good night. Thursday will be an equally awesome day. Friday... no comment. Saturday will be spent working then who knows! And Sunday will involve going home, which will be a mixture of pleasantness and unpleasantness.

Heartless

Ahhhh!!!

Almost a whole month with out a post?!?! What is wrong with me. Well, sorry to disappoint you all, but this will not be a long post, nor will it be incredibly informative. Just a quick catch up of the last few weeks.

1. I won the contest. 17 pounds in 1 month. $100. Awesome. I missed food :)
2. I ate spotted dick, and I liked it (and on a side note - Adam had my dick, and he liked it too)
3. Week 7! Which means almost done :)
4. IPOD touch soon. The decision has been made, it all depends on the money
5. Family life is sucking right now, and the saddest part is that I really don't care anymore
6. John's graduation is soon! I have to think of something awesome to get him
7. Private Practice had the GAYEST ending in the history of GAY endings
8. Chuck knows kung fu :D
9. $5 footlong deal is OVER
10. Never ever ever ever go to a 7 hour shift for work on less than 2 hours of sleep.

And to leave you all, a super awesome cover of a song that I really didn't like the original to

Yummy yummy Cheesecake

I know it's been a while. Too long. Much too long. But working 40 hour weeks, in addition to full time school, isn't exactly a conducive environment for blogging. I'll start with Spring break (because that's how long it's been!)

It was GREAT! It was relaxing. It was fun. It was necessary. The time I spent home was what I needed to be revitalized. School is so draining. I don't want to be a complainer, because I know you all go through it too. But you know. I spent time with family and friends, saw movies, went out to dinner/lunch, game nights :) and other various fun things. Needless to say, I was very sad Saturday night when I had to go home to be at work at 6:30 the next morning. Eff.

Now on to school. I was blessed this quarter. Classes are on Tuesday and Thursday ONLY! And here's my quarterly review.

SE 13 - 9:30 am. It's very....interesting. And extremely boring. But definitely manageable. I have the class with Laura, which makes it more enjoyable. My 4th stats class at UCI. And it's not getting any better. I predict an A in this class. Maybe even an A+

P107 - 12:30 pm. Clinical Child Psychology. It's about abnormal child psychology over the years, and what we're doing now with it. The class is fine. The teacher is rather boring. And she lectures insanely fast. It's a lot of material, and I'll have a nice research paper due at the end of the quarter. Awesome. I'll say B+ (A if I kick it up a notch)

Writing 39C - 2:00pm. BORING. I hate writing. I hate research. I hate Free culture. This is going to be most difficult class, by far. 3 research papers. Awful. My first one is due next week. I haven't even started. Eff. I give myself another B+

P108 - 3:30pm. This is definitely my most interesting class. The Social Animal. The professor is pretty interesting. A lot of movies (video clips) are shown and in class activities, which helps the time pass. A in this class :)

So there you have it. I know you were waiting for it. I hope everyone had a very happy Easter. I know I did.

And as update to those who know about my contest at work. 12 pounds an counting!

562-Cindy

So a few Fridays ago was a big day. It was "Ditch School to go to Big Bear!!!" day. And we did! I was promptly awaken at 4:30 am, courtesy of Laura's phone. After I got out of bed, did my morning routine, threw on some clothes, we made our way to Adam's car and were on the road! Let me just say, there is no one on the freeway at 5:30 in the morning. Ok, that's a lie. There are significantly less people on the freeway. The drive was fast. Getting our ski's/snowboards was fast. Getting our tickets, fast. Then it was time. Mind you, I've never skied before. I've been snowboarding, once, 3 years ago, and it was not my most graceful moment. But I thought anything had to be better then spending 95% of my time there on the ground. So my first run. I didn't fall off of the lift. Good sign. And then I was off. And I was good. Well, better than expected. I had a little spill, but other than that, my first run was amazing. Needless to say, I think I impressed most people, including myself. But that's pretty much how the day went. We would go down a hill, I would have a few falls (sometimes only 1, sometimes many) And because I'm a beginner, they loosen your skis, which make them fall off easier. I had a difficult time with that.

So it's 1pm. We've been skiing since 8:30. We had just gone down Summit Run, and decided that it was such a good run, that we were going to do it again. So I took off first. (I think the reason for this was in case I fell, or lost many articles, everyone who came up behind me could help me out) So I'm booking it. And not the good kind of booking it. The bad, I know I'm going to fall in 4 seconds, kind of booking it. And I did. I fell, lost my hat and goggles, slid down some more, lost a ski, then another, and then I stopped. I looked up and saw my stuff at the top of the hill, tried to climb and get it, heard Adam and Laura coming, and decided to let them get it.

Now this is where things go fuzzy. Actually, this is where I don't remember anything. So everything that I'm recounting was told to me from this point on. Adam and Laura got my skis, helped me back into everything made sure I was ok, and then we took off again. Kevin had already passed us at this point. We ski for a little bit. I make my way up to where Laura is and say "Not to alarm you guys, but I don't know where we are." So we sat down and they tried to see if I was being serious. I think the tears speak for themselves.



The medics arrived (thank you Kevin!) And I was immediately rewarded with pure oxygen. Amazing. They asked a lot of questions, most of which I didn't know the answer to. "What day is it? What month is it? What year is it? (2003 was my answer) Who's the president?" I had no idea! They put a neck brace on me rolled me onto a backboard of sorts, strapped me in, and then hauled me down the mountain. There was an ambulance waiting. (Not for me, thank goodness) But that didn't stop me from freaking out and trying to get off the back board. They took me into the medics building and tried to check me out. I got asked all of the same questions again. This time, I knew who the President was. They wanted to send me to the hospital, but in my amnesic state, I refused. After a very long ordeal, I was finally released and sent to the lodge with Kevin. We were there for almost 2 hours. And in those 2 hours, we had the same conversations, over and over again. I think he was prompting me for a laugh. (I will admit, it was funny hearing about all of this) By the time we left, everything was getting clearer. And by the time we got home, I was back to normal.

I still don't remember anything from the fall, or in the hour proceeding it. But, it does make for a good story. So if and when I do go skiing again, I will be wearing a helmet.