Hey so I should write more. Definitely. We established that in the last post. I actually have a good reason though. Well, I think it's a good reason. I started my first week of work at Jabil. I am currently working in the communications department and its pretty cool. Cept for the fact that I have to wake up early in order to fit in a workout. Oh and also that it tires me out so damn much. I literally come home and take a 2 hour nap every day. Which doesn't really make any sense cause I'm sitting for the majority of the day.
The people that I work with are pretty chill. Actually they are awesome. I went out to lunch twice with my dad but he was on the phone the majority of the time. But it was good to get out of the office. There are a bunch of restaurants across the street so many people just walk over. The week actually went by pretty fast. Except Thursday. It took me 1 hour and 30 minutes to get home. When I finally did get home, I was steaming. I absolutely hate traffic and I was stuck behind this old guy who let everyone cut in front of him. I was screaming at him at the top of my lungs, but of course he could not hear me. When I finally pulled off of the highway in the hopes of a faster route home, I got stuck behind this guy who was on his phone. And the other lane of traffic was flooded because of the amazing Florida weather we have been getting this week.
Speaking of the weather, it has literally been pouring all week, starting promptly at 6:30 lasting the rest of the night. This resulted in my ceiling leaking. It was so bad that yesterday, there was literally a waterfall coming from a crack in my ceiling. the rest of the water that was pouring out was crawling down the wall like a scary movie. I had to use my trash can bucket to catch water. My dad had to climb on the roof and put a tarp down, but he slipped and almost fell off of the roof. He was shaking the rest of the night, understandably.
Also to do with the weather, today I took my brothers to dinner in our neighborhood clubhouse. So it just happened to start raining and pouring and thundering/lightning, and one of my brothers and I walked down to the club and my other brother took his bike. It ended up being that I took his bike home after I finished eating, in the rain no less, and had to drive my car to pick them up. Those ungrateful brothers of mine who, while I was getting a head start on my cardio for tomorrow, were sitting and pigging out on ice cream. One of those brothers manages to lose weight eating burgers, fries, milkshakes, and whatever other food has things that make everyone else gain.
This morning I got my hair done, not fancy-like, just a one-inch trim and straightened, which was ruined by the rain. After that, I did a strengthening work-out while two adorable guys checked me out, if I do say so myself. Don't get me wrong, I was watching them check me out through sneaky tactics which also let me back check them out at the same time. Let's just say that I always have something to look forward to at the gym. Then I came home to people working on my roof to fix the leakage. One of the people (there were only two) was the son of the other one and he was definitely eye candy. Sorry, I am pretty much obsessed hehe. I then took my brother to Dick's Sporting Goods and on the way back we hit up Alba Coffee (the cute Scottish coffee place I mentioned in my first blog) and then headed home. I had to make an appetizer for my mom who was going out with my dad to this wine-tasting event while she took my other brother to a glass-blowing show. It was my traditional baked brie covered in pastry, strawberry jam, maple syrup (the real stuff, not the crappy fake stuff), and sprinkled with brown sugar. Then my brothers and I went to dinner with the whole rain deal. Then we went to Publix.
I thought that Publix deserved its own paragraph. So there is this guy that I saw at Publix a while ago, like when I was still in school while ago. I have been scouring Publix praying that he would be there. Well today he was. And he was mean. It was so disappointing. There I am, with my hair still soaked from the rain and he is standing there, bagging my groceries and telling me that I'm crazy for buying a thing of coconut water (which I haven't tried yet and was buying one to see what it would be like), and I put my debit card in and it thought that I wanted cash back, but I didn't. I then said, out loud, that I didn't want any cash back because I was a little frustrated from the coconut water thing. He then said tell the machine not him and the cashier. Then I had to re-do the whole debit card thing and I slid the card in on the wrong side and he was like no it goes through on the other side and totally gave me a judgy look. I was not pleased. The cashier was quiet for the majority of the time until he gave me my receipt and told me to have a good day. At least he was nice. Stephen (because I'm a creeper and read his name tag the last time I was there) was mean and he is no longer going to experience my creeping at Publix looking for him. Meh, his loss. =]]
This post is long and I apologize, but I haven't written in a week and things have been piling up. Tomorrow I'm going to the pool with my brother to sit out and read and then going to the gym with my other brother to work off a sweat. No other plans (yet). Talk to you later and have a great Fourth of July!
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
So I haven't written in a while. Big deal. NOT. Ok well jk, I prolly should write more. The last couple of days I have been cleaning my room. This is not to satisfy any OCD craving to have my magazines 2 inches from my computer on the left next to my blue, round pencil case with exactly 12 pencils, 2 erasers, and 2 pens, but to clear out any possibility that bugs are using my room as a Floridian biome.
The story is that a couple of days ago I was sitting on my couch, watching tv, jamming on the computer (playing Frontierville of course!), when suddenly I felt something crawl very swiftly across my foot. I saw a glimpse of the animal, proceeded with a very understandable scream, then dropped my recycling bin onto it, accidentally of course. I then saw it crawl into my tennis shoe and I knocked the shoe over and whacked it with the other shoe. The big brown spider scurried out of it and I dropped my recycling bin on it again, this time intentionally (duh). I decided it was safe to take a peek at it and it wasn't moving so I presumed it was dead. It was. It's actually still sitting on the floor of my room cause I'm waiting for my dad to pick it up and get rid of it. So THAT's why I'm cleaning my room.
Other than that, umm....oh yea. I took out one of my friend's for lunch because she looked after my bunnies when I was on vacation in California camping. I have 5 bunnies named Honey, Boo, Eggroll, Mascara, and Muffin. I originally started out with 2 bunnies cause the guy at the pet store told me they were girls. He was wrong. 6 months later I was in possession of 6 bunnies. No that is not a typo. I gave away one of my bunnies because my parents didn't want me to have all 6, so now I have 5. The weirdest bunny is Eggroll. While all of the others are white with some other color sprinkled in, Eggroll is brown with black spots sprinkled. It doesn't really make sense to me, but thankfully I took a genetics class junior year and know that he must have the recessive genes from his parents. Or at least that's what I hope.
That same day I saw Bad Teacher with my friend Juliana. It was pretty good, though kind of predictable. I really don't like predictable movies and tv shows, but I DO like being able to feel like a complete genius when I call who dies or who ends up with who at the beginning of the movie. But watevs. Juliana slept over and we watched Ferris Bueller but she fell asleep. The first time we both saw Ferris Bueller was in French class, and the movie was in French so we, being amazing students, knew exactly what was going on the whole time. Needless to say I went out and bought the movie after school and watched it in English to confirm my non-existent beliefs about what the movie was about.
My ceiling started leaking today due to the rain and some cracks in my ceiling. Water was running down the walls like in some scary movie, cept in the scary movie it would have been blood but whatever. I had to put a towel down and throw all the stuff that was against that part of the wall to the other side of the room like a ninja. Then I wiped the wall with a towel and then put it on the floor because it was dripping too. Well, I shall try to write back tomorrow or the next day at the latest. Talk to you later...sort-of. =]
The story is that a couple of days ago I was sitting on my couch, watching tv, jamming on the computer (playing Frontierville of course!), when suddenly I felt something crawl very swiftly across my foot. I saw a glimpse of the animal, proceeded with a very understandable scream, then dropped my recycling bin onto it, accidentally of course. I then saw it crawl into my tennis shoe and I knocked the shoe over and whacked it with the other shoe. The big brown spider scurried out of it and I dropped my recycling bin on it again, this time intentionally (duh). I decided it was safe to take a peek at it and it wasn't moving so I presumed it was dead. It was. It's actually still sitting on the floor of my room cause I'm waiting for my dad to pick it up and get rid of it. So THAT's why I'm cleaning my room.
Other than that, umm....oh yea. I took out one of my friend's for lunch because she looked after my bunnies when I was on vacation in California camping. I have 5 bunnies named Honey, Boo, Eggroll, Mascara, and Muffin. I originally started out with 2 bunnies cause the guy at the pet store told me they were girls. He was wrong. 6 months later I was in possession of 6 bunnies. No that is not a typo. I gave away one of my bunnies because my parents didn't want me to have all 6, so now I have 5. The weirdest bunny is Eggroll. While all of the others are white with some other color sprinkled in, Eggroll is brown with black spots sprinkled. It doesn't really make sense to me, but thankfully I took a genetics class junior year and know that he must have the recessive genes from his parents. Or at least that's what I hope.
That same day I saw Bad Teacher with my friend Juliana. It was pretty good, though kind of predictable. I really don't like predictable movies and tv shows, but I DO like being able to feel like a complete genius when I call who dies or who ends up with who at the beginning of the movie. But watevs. Juliana slept over and we watched Ferris Bueller but she fell asleep. The first time we both saw Ferris Bueller was in French class, and the movie was in French so we, being amazing students, knew exactly what was going on the whole time. Needless to say I went out and bought the movie after school and watched it in English to confirm my non-existent beliefs about what the movie was about.
My ceiling started leaking today due to the rain and some cracks in my ceiling. Water was running down the walls like in some scary movie, cept in the scary movie it would have been blood but whatever. I had to put a towel down and throw all the stuff that was against that part of the wall to the other side of the room like a ninja. Then I wiped the wall with a towel and then put it on the floor because it was dripping too. Well, I shall try to write back tomorrow or the next day at the latest. Talk to you later...sort-of. =]
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Procrastination
Song on My Playlist: Man Down - Rihanna
What I'm Thinking: I usually hate all the Rihanna songs and I don't understand why I like this one. Maybe its the Rum Bum Bum Bum. I really should do something other than sit on this couch.
But now I'm back and I've had a shower with hot, running water so I definitely feel better and ready to write. So today, aka my first day back, I scavenged to bed around 1:30 am and then woke up at 9 then 10 and actually got up at around 10:45. I fed and cleaned my bunnies then biked up to the gym for a hard ass workout that took 35 minutes. Then I went to Target, bought a phone charger cause mine got lost in Cali, figured out it was the wrong one, returned it and bought groceries. Phew that was a mouthful, or should I say a...umm....typeful? I'm usually an awkward person with words so yea.
I then fell firmly on my couch and have been watching The Nine Lives of Chole King and Burlesque. In the midst of all those Target phone charger lies I stopped at Alba Coffee. Its this adorable coffee shop run by a Scottish family we know. For the record, I am Scottish as well. My family (consistented of two brothers and my mom and dad) were all born in Scotland. I was born in Stirling. Our family then moved to Penang, Malaysia when I was 4. The best part of that, in my opinion, was riding retired racehorses on the beach right next to the pool located 20 feet from the ocean. The worst part? The monkeys throwing coconuts at people's heads. Ouch is all I can say about that. After 2 and a half years of monkey bruises on our heads, we moved to San Jose, California. This is where I grew up. I love San Jose and all of California which is one of the reasons we go back every year. We finally moved to Tampa, Florida where we have been for about 5 years now. Well Burlesque has just finished and now I'm gonna go catch up on my Bones episodes.
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