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[22 May 2006|12:11pm] |
I bought strawberries yesterday at Pavillions and they're already showing sings on going bad. I'd better eat them before they rot on my kitchen counter.
Today:
B: Iced coffee, English muffin w/jam, strawberries, water
S: No Sugar Added Dark Chocolate Nut Clusters, olives
L: Vegan pizza (more left overs), carrots, Ezekiel toast w/margerine
S: Soy yogurt, strawberries
D: Udon noodle soup, Salad (leafy greens, carrots, mushroom, FF italian), strawberries, Silk
S: Pretzle sticks
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[22 May 2006|11:19am] |
Last night, Aileen and Emily and I went out to eat at Red Robin in Cerritos, just like old times. I hadn't been there in forever. I wasn't really that hungry, but I went and had fun. Afterwards, I wanted to go to the Body Shop to buy a gift card for my mom (her birthday's today), but the mall was closing when we got out. Damn. Em had to go buy food for her family, so we went by this one Chinese take-out place, she got the food, took it home, then we went to Borders, where we ran into Matt, an old friend of mine from high school. I hadn't seen him in ages. I got my mom a CD and this morning I took her out to breakfast.
Yesterday:
Sunday, May 21, 2006
B: Iced coffee, Multigrain cheerios w/Silk
S: Broccoli w/FF itialian, Ezekeiel Sesame bread
L: Vegan pizza (leftover), salad (leafy greens, carrots, olives, mushroom, apple slices, tofu, FF italian), banana
S: Pita chips
D: At Red Robin: Salad (lettuce, tortilla strips, carrots, tomato, Italian), black beans, french fries, water, diet Coke
S: No Sugar Added dark chocolate nut clusters (mmm...), Tings, more pita chips
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[20 May 2006|08:07pm] |
I've had a pretty good day today. I worked all day (8 to 5). It was really laid back, though, and I spent a good deal of time reading. After work, I ordered a yummy vegan pizza: crust, sauce, mushrooms, olives, and pineapple. :D
Today I ate:
B: Iced coffee (coffee with Silk soymilk), Special K Red Berries w/Silk, veg sausage patty
S: Heath Valley Peanut Butter Granola Bar
L: (at Tokyo Wok) Mixed vegetables, spicy tofu, white rice w/soy suace, fortune cookie ("Your luck will soon be at a high point"), water
S: Luna bar, diet Coke
D: Vegan pizza (2 slices), salad (mixed greens, carrot strips, mushroom, olives, apple alices, FF italian dressing), water
S: Water, pita chips
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I started fooling around slightly with my layout (to see what would happen), and I didn't like the way it looked, so I chaged it back. Everything is back to normal exept that my background, a nice collage of Fiona pictures, is gone. Now it's just black. What a bummer. I don't know how it get it back, either.
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I thought I could never update again! I tried to log-in a few weeks ago, but I put the wrong password it. I thought "Crap, I forgot my password!" But when I clicked "Forgot your password?" it sent the password to my AOL account at my Dad's house. I haven't been on that account in years, and I forgot the password to it. So, I thought I was screwed. I was just talking to Cline a few days ago about how I thought I would have to make a new LJ to replace the one I thought I lost.
I decided to try to sign on today, and sure enough, I got in!
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[07 Oct 2005|11:59am] |
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I saw FIONA last night at Tower Records in Hollywood! It was AMAZING! There was a concert and a CD signing.
My mom got off work at 5, but we didn't leave till 15 minutes after. We had traffic and some problems driving up there and we ended up missing the first 20-30 minutes of the show, but we heard 3 and a half songs. We got there in the middle of "Oh, Sailor." Then she played "Parting Gift," "Fast As You Can," and "After You're Gone." Before FAYC, she mentioned that she had to take a minute to remember the last verse, and she messed up a little at the very end. It was really cute and we all cheered. She sounded really good!
It was standing-room-only and I had to spend the concert standing on my toes, trying to get a glimpse of her over people's heads. One guy who was like 6 ft tall stood directly in my line of vision, doing an outstanding job of blocking Fiona's head. He spent the entire time watching Jon Brion play guitar, not even watching Fiona. I still got to see her though.
After the concert, we went back outside and waited in line for the autograph signing. The people there said we would be in line for 30 minutes, but it was more like 45 before they started sending in groups of people. I got out my booklet (from the CD) and FINALLY got into the store and up to the table where she was sitting.
I was grinning from here to Ohio when I got up there. I gave her my booklet and blurted out "I LOVE you, you're AMAZING!" and she laughed, blushed, and thanked me! I was scared that I'd get up there and would be speechless, only able to open my mouth and say "Uh...ga..di.."
I accidently left my mom's booklet at her work, so she had Fiona sign the little paper thing that goes on the back of the CD. My mom told her she was wonderful.
It was so cool, standing 2 feet from her and watching her sign my CD! She's so pretty too, all those pictures don't do her justice
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[12 Aug 2005|07:54pm] |
Library's are supposed cool during the summer, right? You know, with the air conditioning and everything?
Well, not when that air conditioning is busted and the air conditioning fixer guys are NOT doing thier job.
Yeah, the air conditioning's broken at work, how'd you know? It's so FRIGGIN hot in there! Especially Wednesday, it was terrible. Patrons were complaining, it was so hot. We had fans blowing all over the place and that helped some. It was a little better yesterday, and today wasn't too bad. I work all day tomorrow (8 to 5), hopefully it won't be too hot.
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[09 Aug 2005|10:09am] |
Dad called me yesterday morning, asked if I wanted to work at the shop. I had planned ann exciting day of shopping and sitting around on my ass, but I wanted the money, so I grudgingly agreed to show up. I worked for 6 hours, installing parts and all that stuff.
He had told me he wanted me to work today, but this morning he called and told me that he didn't want me to come in. I'm glad. Now I can sit around on my ass and go shopping.
I actually don't have any money to spend right now. But I'm getting paid on the 15th, and I want to go to the mall and kind some items to buy when I have money (a strapless bra to go beneath a cute tank top I have, a pair of black heels...). That way, when I have $, I can go into the store and know exactly what I want to purchase, as opposed to having to shop around.
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[03 Aug 2005|09:31am] |
The library took my bonus hours away. I got an extra 55 cents for each hour I worked in the evenings (4 pm to 8 pm), providing that the majority of that day's hours were night hours.
As it was explained to me, 10 years go, we used to be open til 9. Then, we started closing at 8, and the city took away the bonus night pay for the full time staff, but (for some reason), it stayed on for the part timers. I guess the city found out that the part timers have been getting bonus pay, so they got rid of it. We weren't supposed to have gotten it for the last 10 years.
Basically, the head honchos who preside over all the libraries in the county don't want to give part time employees more money. The less we get, the better, apparently. Thats why I don't have medical/dental/etc insurance, why I don't have bonus pay, and why I can't work over 20 hours a week. It's screwed up.
I'm only lose about $16 a week, which isn't that much. It still sucks though.
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[27 Jun 2005|03:58pm] |
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I've been thinking recently about how rarely I post here. And how much that sucks. I've been trying to think of WHY so seldom visit my journal.
I've posted on here before that I feel like some thing worthwhile has to happen in my life before I feel that I can post about it here. Otherwise, what am I going to say: "I got dressed this morning!"? No. But, significant things have happened and have gone unposted. My rabbit, Vladimir, died in the summer/fall of 2003. I didn't post about it. Mom and I got 2 new rabbits a few months later. I didn't post about it. There've been other things, too. I guess it's because I can't go online 24 hours a day. Something post-worthy will occur, and I might not be able to go online for a few days. But by that time, the urge to post has gone, and I just don't feel like taking the time to type out the details of the post-worthy event. I don't know.
My relationship with Tim (my ex) is a great example. I really regret not mentioning him until the very end. I don't know why I didn't. Maybe because he was my first boyfriend, my first relationship, and everything was so new and fresh and exciting and wonderful and magical. I think a part of me was afraid that if I posted details about it here, for all the world to read, some of that magic would be lost. Almost like our relationship would be out in the open and it would no longer be Tim and I in our own little world. Not that I'm making any sense...
It concerns me that someone is going to read through this journal, notice that I don't mention have a boyfriend until he's dumping me, and think "She dated her boyfriend for over 2 months and never posted about him? He must not have been that important." or something to that effect. That was not the case at all though. I never cared about anyone the way I cared about him. I was so happy when I was with him, and I noticed that in those 2 months, I took better care of myself (ate healthier, cared more about my appearance, kept my room clean (though he was hardly ever in it)). I know he never meant to hurt me and a part of me will always care about him.
I want to say "I'm going to start updating more often!" but everyone here has heard that so many times, they'll just roll their eyes and think "Yeah, right!"
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[01 Jun 2005|02:50pm] |
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I recently got a new CD. The artists name is Anna Nalick, she has a song out now called 'Breathe.' The entire album is amazing. The first day I got it, I must have listened to it 8 times. She writes all of her own lyrics too, a trait thats becoming a rarity among musical artists of today.
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[20 May 2005|10:03am] |
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I'm updating my journal again.
I just finished Spring semester. I'm so happy that I have some time off! I have one month off, then I have a French class. 4.5 hours of French, 4 days a week for 6 weeks. That's a lot of French!
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[03 May 2005|07:46pm] |
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I saw Tim yesterday for the first time since the phone call. I was scared that I wasn't going to be able to see him with out crying.
I was wrong, though. I sat outside of our classroom (the room our class is in) and read my book. He showed up and sat right down beside me, like he always did. He asked me about my weekend, and things like that, and we chatted almost like normal. We didn't joke around during class like normal, but he was kinda having a bad day, and he's always more subdued when he's having a bad day.
After class was tough. We walked out of class, gave each other a quick hug and said good bye. He told me to have a nice night. He started walking to his lab (which he has Monday nights after class), even though his lab didn't start till 7 and it was 6:30. We always used to hang out after class until one of us had to go to our chem lab (mine is Wednesday night after class). It was hard not hanging out after class and it bothered me that he just walked away as opposed to spending the half hour with me. But I figured he had something to do before his lab, you know? But I started thinking about it. Of course we didn't hang out after class. Before the break-up, we didn't really hang out -we held each other and kissed and talked like a dating couple. But now, we obviously can't do that anymore.
We've been e-mailing back and forth some, which is nice. Our e-mails are different though, there's a different feel to them. They're less....lovey-dovey? Less sweet, more cold? I don't know how to describe it. Maybe because we're trying to get used to e-mailing each other as friends? I don't know. I wanted to know what our previous e-mails were like (to compare), so I read some of them, which was a bad idea. Reading my e-mails to him where I tell him how important he is to me, and his e-mails to me where he calls me "my beautiful Kelly" made me start crying again (not alot, but crying nonetheless for the first time since Thursday). I wish it gets to the point where I can read our old e-mails and not get sad. Part of me wants to delete them, but I'm afraid I'll end up regreting it later.
It's weird. I can see him and talk to him and be dry-eyed, but heaven forbid I read our old e-mails!
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Last Thursday (April 28), I started to update my journal. Here's what I typed up:
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I haven't posted in a long time. Typical.
I should post about my boyfriend. We've been dating for about 2 months. Why am I finally mentioning him now? I don't really no. I guess that for a while, it was still new and I didn't want to let the world know?? Then again, I could get hit by a truck tomorrow and not post about it on here.
His name is Tim. He's 26 and he's in my Chem class. He's cute, funny, kind, and sweet and he makes me laugh till I nearly hyperventilate. He has amazing eyes. He doesn't try to get me to eat meat or drink alcohol, he's polite and he leaves me cute text messages on my phone. He's a good kisser and tells me I'm beautiful and amazing (in that sincere tone not that I'm-tyring-to-kiss-your-ass tone.) He's my first boyfriend and it's just so cool to be able to say that I have a boyfriend.
Recently, though, I think our relationship is crumbling. He wants to move the relationship along a little faster than I'm ready for right now. When it comes to relationships, he's had so much more experience than
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My thoughts (and my fingers) were interrupted by my ringing cell phone. It was Tim calling me. He ended it. It's over. I was content with kissing, but he wanted to go beyond that but I wasn't ready, I didn't want to get to the point where the next step was sleeping with him before I was ready to take that step. And he was not willing/able to wait.
I don't have any bad feelings for him though. I don't hate him, I don't think he's a bad guy. I didn't delete his old e-mails and I haven't talked trash about him. I still care about him. It's just that we're in two different places right now.
It still hurt though. When we talked on the phone, I cried. Then, I called my mom and told her and cried some more. I went to work (Tim called 45 minutes before my shift started) and my supervisor asked me how I was doing and I said "not good." She asked why and I said "my boyfriend broke up with me" and I started crying again. I was really unhappy that day, but it gets easier each day. I haven't cried since the conversation with my boss.
It was only 2 months, but he WAS the first guy I held hands with and kissed and the first guy I ever cared about, and first guy who cared about me. He told me on the phone that I should concentrate on the great 2 months that we had and not focus on the fact that it's over, and he's right.
It could have been alot worse, though. I mean, I know he didn't mean to hurt me. It's not like he started ignoring me (instead of just breaking it off) and it's not like he cheated on me or something. Though, he's not the type of person who would do either of those things. We just want different things in a relationship. We're going to stay friends, though. I hope.
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I'm getting to know my coworkers more and more.
One of them is Francis, a fellow page. He's been there for 4 years, and all the other pages consider him to be the expert page, so to speak. He never waves. I'll see him in the library, and I'll say "Hi, Frances." Instead of waving, he sticks his fist out, he doesn't even say "Hi." I've gotten to the point where, instead of waving, I'll say 'Hi, Francis" and stick my fist out in his direction. He's a nice guy, despite his unsual greeting. Yesterday, we were talking about actors and movies with Elizabeth, another page. I mentioned that I'm a big Joaquin Phoenix fan, and Francis said "He's a good actor, he was good in Signs." That automatically earned him brownie points in my book!
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[13 Mar 2005|10:12am] |
I got my ID tag on Thursday, they one I wear to work everyday that identifies me as a library page with the LA County library. It has my picture, name, and a few vital stats on the back. The picture is horrible, I think I look like a monkey ( my ears are sticking out), but 3 people told me it was, quote, "cute." Whatever.
My boss, Lori, laughs at nearly everything I say. Often, I'll make a slight joke, and she'll laugh. Sometimes I won't make a joke, and she'll laugh. Part of me feels like I could walk up to her with a can of lighter fluid in my hand and say "Lori, I just set the entire reference section on fire!" and she'll stand there and laugh.
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[04 Mar 2005|12:45pm] |
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I started my new job on Tuesday. I'm in charge of the 700's, which is books and videos on art, architecture, crafts, music, dance, sports, fitness, hiking, hunting, camping, etc. I've worked 2 days so far, Tuesday and Thursday (12 hours total) and have shelved over 230 books/videos. My coworkers are cool, I'm getting to know them better.
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[23 Feb 2005|10:46pm] |
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I got my hours for the library! My boss called back and told me that my fingerprints were verified (guess they didn't find out about that guy I hacked to death 3 years ago. Rubber gloves are your friends, people!), and we worked out what hours I going to be working. Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday, for a total of 21 hours. I don't know if thats for my first week or if they're permanent, though. I start March 1st! I'm excited!
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[15 Feb 2005|02:18pm] |
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Everytime I come here after an absence, I'm allways suprised that I don't get a message that reads:
We're sorry, but you are unable to Log In. Due to inactivity, your user name and journal have both been deleted. Maybe next time, you should consider updating your jounral more than once every 6 months. What a concept!
I have good news. I got a job. At the library near my house! Yay! I'm a page, and will be making, oh, about $7.65 an hour, something like that. I haven't started yet though. Last Friday, I went for an orientation/fingerprinting at their regional office at the Norwalk library. The fingerprinting was a pain in the ass. They had this new thing where I put my fingers onto this machine and it scans my fingerprints and displays them on a computer. Apparently, my fingers weren't scanning well and they had to keep doing it over and over. I got fingerprinted more than Robert Downey Jr. I filled out about 16 forms (no, I'm not exaggerating), gave them my social security number, etc. My fingerprints have to be approved, and once they are, my boss and I can start working out what hours I will be working. I'll be working about 20 hours a week. I'm excited.
I asked the woman at the orientation how long it will take my fingerprints to be accepted. She said "Oh, sometimes it comes back in 24 hours, other times it sits on our desk for aabout two or three weeks!" Great, huh?
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[27 Nov 2004|10:37am] |
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On Thanksgiving, Mom and I went over to Dorla's (the mother of my 3 oldest brothers) house, for my family's Thankisgiving party. However, we got here too late and only Dorla, Tim (her husband), Misaki (my sister-in-law) and Umi (my niece) were there. Mom and I vistied, I had some pie. I mentioned that I wanted to have Misaki dye my hair black again. Dorla chimed in that she liked my hair before, natural, when it was DIRTY BLONDE. WTF? I've NEVER had dirty blond hair. My hair hasn't been blonde since I was 6. I was quite perplexed.
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