Cmon peeps. Where's the love? Doesn't anyone else want to hit me up with some gbook entries?

*pout*
keke

I got the evil roommate to eat spam! muahaha *evil laugh* I opened both roomie's eyes to the wonders of spam musubi. Mmmm..it was ONO! yum yum. And now I'm happy. Very

Now if only 7-11 here sold pork hash and manapua. I think then I'd be in heaven. =)

You think its a bad thing to be seen crying at work?

You think its a bad thing when you see "delivery attempted, notice left, mail can be redelivered or picked up by recipient. If left unclaimed it will be sent back to sender" when its regarding your application to school back home?

You think its a bad thing to want to fly back home on the next flight out and never return?

I'm tired. I'm stressed. I'm sore from moving all this shit. And I'm experiencing financial difficulties.

Hmm...I might as well be working back at Mcds. *shudder*

Smurferific!
hehe.

Scott is so cool. =)

You know..being this moody sucks.
IT SUCKS A BIG FAT CROOKED ONE SIDEWAYS AND SWALLOWS!

But other than the incessant crying, the homesickness, the missing of the bf, and the stress caused by lack of funds, everything is just peachy.

Oh yeah, and then there's the stressful question of whether I'm a Hawaii resident or a California resident. By both state's rules, I'm neither. I feel so unwanted now. =(

Gah! There is this little kid irritating me to death on aim! grrr. The first time she kept lying to me and then she even started swearing at me! This kid was from my summer fun program this past summer and I apparently gave her my sn but I have no clue who she is. She was in one of the other groups. Go figger. And she's in THIRD grade!!! AIYAH! The little brat.

She's been apologizing every time whenever she comes on and I'm away, and finally she gets me today. I say ok to her apology and she's been lying again! It wouldn't be so bad if she were at least a good liar but ack! Help! So if she comes back and I have to regulate her butt by warning her a bunch of times, so be it. I'll be on my other sn after that. heh. You'll know it if I IM you. yep, i'm special like that. haha

but GRRRRR a THIRD GRADER!!!! >.<

boohar. Grant didn't write his daily email last night or this morning. It just had to be on the day that I so wanted and needed one. *sigh*

Ok..just gotta bitch here.

There's this chick on BART who is always putting on her makeup every fricken time I see her. This normally wouldn't be such a bad thing, but the way she does it is just annoying. The first time I saw her she just had this smug look on her face, looking into her compact as though she were the shit or something. Today, same deal. Maybe its just her cheekbones and the way she closes her mouth, but it certainly looked like a grin to me. On top of all that, she applies her powder/foundation [whatever the hell she applies with that yucky sponge] for well more than the allowable time. She was applying it for a good 5 minutes at least! I'm not even going to start on the number of strokes she used to put on her mascara.

I know its bad, but I was so wishing that a sudden jerk of the train would cause her mascara stick to suddenly jab her somewhere and cause an awful mess. heh

You know, 6 hour naps make it really hard to get back to sleep at the normal sleeping time. hehe.

Here's a questions for yall: Do you think being "Hawaiian" and being "from Hawaii" are the same thing? Just wondering what people think.

Whew. Just woke up. Wow. 5.5 hours.

This is what happens when you are too emotionally distraught for your own good. heh.
At about 3:15 my old boss/old office mgr/new "director of operations" [whatever the hell that means]..basically the chick who coordinates all the marketing shit...she comes and tells me and the receptionist that she has these letters that need to go out TODAY! They needed to be folded and stuffed into envelopes, sealed, and postaged. Oh yeah, and you gotta insert this small schedule of the 2001 season of Giants games, which you have to fold too. THREE FIFTEEN!!!!! 1.75 hours to do all that shit. She couldn't have told us, say, when the letters came from the printers at 9:30? grrrrr.

So the receptionist and I are bitching while we fold and stuff.
"Why the hell would people from Kentucky need tickets to a Giants game?"
"She always pulls this shit"
"These are going out regular mail so wtf is so urgent that it HAS to go out today? damn foos"

Then I started going off about how I just made 6 months working there last Friday. My old boss had mentioned something about a 3 month review and a possible raise after that, but that was THREE MONTHS AGO! The receptionist even makes much more than I do and I do half of her work most of the time anyway! >.< If you knew how much I made, you'd laugh and wonder how the hell I could manage..in the bay area no less. Heh. Sacrifices man. Sacrifices.

So the office mgr [the cool new one who has hawaii ties...woohoo!] come by after having sealed and stamped a whole pile of our envelopes and I ask her about a 6 month review of some sort and told her about the so called raise. *sigh* We'll see. I'm not getting any hopes up though because I know it'll probably not happen. I hear the marketing asst was promised one but was told now that she'll have to wait till like July. GAH! I'll probably be gone by then. heh.

In the end we managed to get all the shit out. We should've gone slower and just told her to suck it up and deal with it. grrr.
I do too much shit work around here for shit wages. >.<

So with the newly formed headache that induced, I treaded home. Head kept falling over on bart and the strained shoulder/back from lifting a box earlier at work [see, more shit work] didn't help either. Lugged all the way home [stopped at berkeley bowl for some light strawberry cream cheese which they didn't sell...not even non-light! boohar] and promtly fell asleep.

*sigh* Tired. I think I'll go back to sleep now. Good night

I cried and cried last night just because I missed the bf and he hadn't called me like he said he would. I didn't tell him that of course. I messaged him good night and tried to cry myself to sleep. The phone rang. I held my breath. I was happy it was him. Cried for a while longer out of sheer missing him. Two hours later I was finally semi smiling and I went to sleep, only to wake up four hours later with puffy eyes. *sigh*

Now I have this longing for Hawaii and home. I want to eat plate lunches. I want to go to the beach on weekends. I want to drive wherever I damn well please to do whatever I want. Living away is good, but not when you start feeling that the freedom is getting restricting. Much boohar. I just want my portugese sausage, eggs, & rice for breakfast with the boy.

Oooh! Oooh! I saw Cute BART Guy #1 while getting boba with the good roomie tonight. Woohoo! =)

Yeah, I'm cheesin. ^___________^

Min is a dork.

Boobiboo...my boobies hurt. haha

I wonder when the good roomie is coming back. I'm craving chinese food now. hehe

Damn that sucks. Basically all my pics are on geocities and I was going to keep it that way. But now I can't have them on anything but a geocities page. sucks. Oh well, I'm not changing any of the past entries. toobad. =/ fuck

Wow. I have only 18 emails in my inbox now. yes! That's the least amount all year! I'm finally getting around to writing people from months ago and clearing them out. haha.

and I even finished my apps and taxes and mailed them all off!

Ahh. life is good. =)

heh. I basically haven't done jack at work. shhh. I've been too panicked and stressed over this essay and app. And my taxes! ack! But now its all squared away and I just gotta mail them off. whee! Hmm..time to go home. =P

Wow, so what is this, like the most blog posts I've ever done in one day? You gotta love my persistence in my procrastination. ;P

Gah!

Fifty-seven more.
you think they'd really count?
I wouldn't put it past the fuckers. heh