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Wednesday, March 14th, 2007
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ok so i took my 15 year old sister to a wanna be hardcore/screamo emo show sunday nite.
armor for sleep, underOATH, and taking back sunday. she wanted to she insisted we get tickets to see taking back sunday, becuz she and i both enjoy them...the other two bands no so much, infact not at all. but we went anyways! there are nothing but scene-y hardcore kids there, and jessi wished she wasnt socializing with these kids, but deep down she is that way....deep deep down.
anyways we made it up pretty close for underOATH, only to be close for taking back sunday. we also took her friend LBon, which is not at all how you spell her name but is spelt exactly how it is sounds. L-b-on...crazy right. i know. well her friend apparently is a big fan of this underOATH, i never have been, i mean come on they are a hardcore christain band, if that isnt an oxymoron then i just dont know what is?! so i tell jess when the crowd moves, move with it. im holding on to her with my hand in her pocket, and the crowd moves and i realize that nope thats not going to be enough. i pull her in front of me wrap my arm around her waist, and hold on to her for dear life as everyone pushes, shoves, and hardcore dances around us. being the most protective sister i know, im shoving as many people who come with in an arms distance to my little sister away, as im holding on to her. then the one song that i actually do enjoy of underOATH comes on and i go a little nuts, but never ever letting go of jess. half way through the set jessi is like can we get out of here and im like yah so we go to the back and stand around. she held my hand as we walked out, jessica doesnt ever ever ever hold my hand, believe me i ask and she always turns me down, i even threaten her and she still says no. but she is holding my had as we're walking though all the hardcore kids. she tells me when we get to the back she felt like she was going to throw up, and was soo scared she was going to get hurt. i was like yeah like i would seriously let that happened. while they set up for tbs is happeneing we're walking around outside and i see the love of my life vans boy, i said hi, he said oh hey whats up! yeah, he loves me too! dont you know.
so we make our way back in for tbs and we're standing in the crowd again and some girl shoves her way through and pushes my little sister, who is still standing in front of me so i can make sure she is ok. and i tell jess when the music starts just shove the bitch. first beat of the drum jessica shove the fuck out of her and she falls to the ground, i mean i helped but not that much. and i just laughed at the dumb girl, then her friend was standing to jessi's left and looked at my sister like she was going to do something, so i popped my fat head and and lipped to her turn around while circling my finger for her to do so. she looked at me and turned right around. i never ever saw those dumb bitches again. i swear i think i am one tuff bitch, one day, im gonna pull that bullshit of intimating people and its really going to back fire on me, and im gonna get the shit kicked out of me. one day!
so there is this kid, skinny tall huuuuge foot kid. mexican, black skinny jean, and a flannel, wearing glasses. i spotted him out at the very begging and told jess, that guy is soo your boyfriend. during armor for sleep, he stood next to us, when we moved for underoath, he stood next to us again. and i figured he'd be gone the second the band started, nope infact he maneuvered around us the whole time during underoath, and even when we went to the back, he showed up and sat like 2 feet away from us. i was like seriously this kid loves my sister, and she fell in love with him. we went outside, he was there, we go back in and before tbs starts he's there again standing right next to us. he was rather adorable, when the show would start he would take his glasses off in the nerdiest of ways, and put them in his pocket so they wouldnt fall off, and then pull up his scarf so he'd look hardcore, but would really stand there not much moving. i called it and jessica fell in love with him. jessica's dream guy.
weirdest part of the whole thing the show was in san bernardino, at the orange show. how weird? yeah i see tbs on tv all the time, and yeah i saw them play in berdo, at the orange show. what how nuts right i know! but i got beat up for my little sister, im all sore and bruised for her, i even got kicked in the head. all to protect my sister. damn im a good big sister.
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Tuesday, February 20th, 2007
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so i am not sure of it, but my mom thinks i have laryngitis. in my entire life, all 23 years, i have never evvver lost my voice, or it been hoarse-y for more then a min. now i feel like im shouting to have to speak, and some of the words i want to say just dont come out. why? i had a cold last week that went away like after a day. sunday nite we drove out to palm springs for no reason, and i take a shot of patron and i can feel my voice cracking. from that point on my voice never got better, the next morning i wake up to my friends open mouth in my face and the most horrible noise coming out of it. i hate snoring, so i get up and move to the couch to sleep. i had to be at work that morning, and not only was i extra tired, but my voice was soo gone. since then is progressively gotten worse. to the point where i cant speak, and i have to yell to get sound out of my mouth, and it just hurts. the benefits of working at a job where i receive no health coverage, nor could i afford it, so i cant even go see a doctor about my voice. damn!
in other news you all probably know my dog died like months ago..yeah im still talking about it. so ive been saving up to spend 600 dollars to buy another one just like her, and ive saved a $50. becuz i like to spend every red cent i have. well i convinced my mother to buy me one for my birthday, which is still 6 months away. on the deal that if i have at least half the money i will get it. so now that i have confirmation, and a date, oh you better believe im getting a new puppy. my dad already told me we would get one..oh and yes!
well pray for me that i get my voice back...i cant stand not being able to talk!
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Sunday, February 18th, 2007
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when did she become jewish?? is she who knows? who fucking wears fila anymore? try 1996 brit!
did someone tell her she isnt not demi moore?? guess not
yes this picture confirms it she is crazy..look at that face. only a woman with that face would ever do this to herself. WOAH
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Friday, December 22nd, 2006
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ok so i had some of the fucking craziest dreams last nite....i remember having one and waking up and then falling back to sleep and having another waking up, and falling back to sleep and soo on all nite long. one i really remember was that some how someone found out that i had pot in my purse, and i was in the mall and work and i got arrested or some shit. really all i remember is that i kept saying i dont know where it came from or how it got there...whos is that its a fucking set up. hahaha. anyways so this morning i woke up and i went straight to my purse and pulled out my pot and put it in my drawer where i keep my pipe and other shit. i went to work today, and i swear there was a police officer with a damn drug dog. why the hell would a guy who was there alll day long talking to mall security, with a huge st. bernard-ish looking dog there. he's never ever been there before trust me, ive worked int he mall for like 3 years, and i know whos who in the what what and the where where. the fool wasnt blind or anything. they were looking for drugs, and i had a fucking premonition that something was going to happened. man im glad i took that pot out.
also i was dreaming that i bought a full size bed, like box spring, frame, and huuuge ass mattress for like $200 bucks. i was like oh alright thats not bad let me get that. what??? i had just told my mom that i didnt want a whole new bedding for christmas becuz i wanted a new bigger bed..then i go and dream about it? what? seriously i need to stay off that pot or something, the medical shit makes you hallucinate or some shit. i dont know but seriously, why what? who has like 14 dreams in one nite...i know my ass did last nite.
but that last dream really didnt save me from going to jail...but i thought id throw it in there to tell you about another one of my dreams to just to prove that i did have more then one crazy ass dream last nite. word.
ok bye
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Tuesday, December 5th, 2006
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update: 2006
worst year yet, in my 23 years of being here. i dont think it could end any sooner...new year new year new year.
i had a really bad break up with frankie only to get back together and waste another 8 1/2 months to break up again. i guess its really not that hard to be in a relationship that you know is one day going to end, maybe sooner then later. yet i ask myself why? why i stayed, why i went back, why? well good questions really, i have no fucking answer, can someone give me an answer i dont think so. ps i hate to think that i wasted 6 1/2 years on him, i hate to waste time when. and thats how i look at it as, wasted time.
so then my dog dies right, yeah that wasnt at all the highlight of this year. but probably the most memorable. my dog died. mamas died...a sad little dog. which makes me a sad fat girl at home. i hate to sound like one of those freaks whos like animal is their child but, yeah i raise my hand proudly she was my baby, and she died. the vet sent a card wishing us well and sending us their sympathy. lets rip open the wound again huh...dicks. yeah i guess it was nice of them, but not the greatest reminder.
my great aunt millie died like on cinco de mayo or close to it. she was my grandmas like best friend. well that was another one of those downer moments. we saw family we didnt want to see like my crazy aunt ida. woah shes a hand full, and on drugs.
my uncle john and aunt jiny, and i got into a verbal fight, when i was defending my grandmother and mom, and was told that i am dead to them. well my family is dead to them. im not welcome at my grandmas house anymore. i have two (kinda) adorable, yet bratty cousins, but they're great who i never get to know becuz, and im serious, mental issues run through the family. i wouldnt be surprise if be end of the year i am diagnosed with something?! it would be the fucking cherry.
i finally saw thrice play becuz i was never invited by the ex to go all the times he went. i paid for all three tickets, i drove all the way to san diego, sick as hell, to witness the worst show of my life. they fucked up twice, the had the back track playing and it started skipping, and then the pa system goes out and lights come up and he starts to play my favorite song acoustic, so i couldnt hear it only those in the front heard, becuz he had no mic, and the audience sang the song out loud. then i got to drive us back home becuz the ex and his friend were tired...i was still sick. what a dick.
i think i realized that i might just possibly hate my career. i do know i hate people, and serving those in san bernardino makes me almost hate doing hair. if i could do what i want, run way hair i would be much happier, much. but i live in san bernardino not paris so i cant do the couture shows in pairs, where i want to me...no san bernardino....SAN BERNAR-FUCKING-DINO ugh.
i crashed my brand new not even a year old car....it had a hole. becuz i got in an accident on my way to the strokes show. i worried through the entire strokes concert, so i didnt have fun. i cried instead, oh yeah and i was sick and apperently had a slight case of pneumonia, and an inhaler, and it was raining and i didnt take a jacket with me so i got sicker. and people kept staring at my hole in the car.
i found out my neck is backwards, so it is the caused of my weak immune system (?) so says the chiropractor, sever allergies, headaches, and that nice hump on my back!?! and have to receive therapy to revert it back to the proper way...which hurts and causes me to have a stiff neck, and headache all the next day.
highlights:
i spent 10 glorious days in london and pairs with out him, paradise for me. however 10 days was not nearly enough.
i meet a new friend who legally buys medical marijuana, and sells it to me illegally. best stuff ive ever smoked, ill never smoke that dirt off the street again.
yeah thats it. only 26 more days let them fly by please!!!
-bye
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Sunday, November 19th, 2006
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my dog is dead.
thrusday nite she started to get sick, so i took her to emergency and she never got better. my mom took her to the vet saturday morning and they said she is responding well and that she is alert and feeling ok. so we went to go visit her last nite becuz they wanted to keep her over nite. i think she thought she was getting to go home and when they put her back in her lil kennel she got sooooo sad and gave me the saddest look ever. i told her i loved her and that we would be back tomorrow to pick her up. the nurse was there and told me that she would be fine. and really the only thing that needed to be done was an enema and she will be back to normal.
all nite long i had bad dreams well one bad dream that seemed like it lasted all nite long, and i woke up right away and the phone rang it was the vet. pesto wasnt going to make it. her kidneys we shot and she was slowly dieing. she wasnt in pain she was just uncomfortable. so i get ready stat and went down to say bye to my lil dog...my baby.
i staied with her for an hour my mom brought her lil bed where she would sleep in and everything and they gave her the shot while she laid in it.
i wasnt in the room when they injected her but i sat in the waiting room crying with my mom and 30 seconds later the doctor came out and said it was over and she went fast. and if we wanted to see her already gone. i couldnt, i couldnt see her like that. not my pesty.
i was raised catholic, and i really dont follow it to much anymore. but i did pray every nite. that everything and everyone was safe. and i asked in the last few nites of prayers that pesto got better..that this isnt how she is supposed to die. at least not now. look what happened she is dead. i hate religion and everything i ever knew about.
my dog was my life, i loved her so much and did everything i could for her, and it wasnt enough.
i am glad for one thing, that 2006 is fucking over. this has been the worst year of my life. i ended a 6 year relationship, my dog dies, my aunt dies...what more could happened???? please let this fucking year end already.
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howdy do...back from london and pairs. on the flight home, my feet got all swollen and i looke like my feet were just dough and i had sasuages for toes why i dont know, it was gross i had to raise my feet above my heart to let the blood run out....sick...it was like that for 2 days.
i took three hundreded pictures in london and prais, most of them of me and gigis head...how funny right?
gigi got a pair of skinny jeans at h&m, now her hips look extra big!!! we spent 2 days in london, and 4 days in france, man was it fun.
we climbed the effile tower, to the second level and i found out i have a fear of the second level of the effiel tower...good times.
we walked the entire champes de elysees, damn thats a far walk, then we walked to notre dame, we staied right across from the louvre, and went to the park in front of the louvre everyday becuz we had nothing better to do.
it was loads of fun, my moms crazy though, and spending 9 days with her drove me up the wall...but i didnt need any vacation to tell me she is crazy! daaaa!!! so i took a vacation away from her, and spent the next three days after i got home anywhere but home!
when i got home guess what i found a new puppy...her name is doodle and she is an english setter and has a black eye and two black years...even pesto doesnt like her...dont know why. tish hates her, i love her!
i got home and i saw my car, it was fixed and pretty from the accident i got in and i felt relived. i had nightmares in frenchy becuz i thought something bad was going to happened to my car...i cried hahaha. crazy i know right.
oh well thats all here, ill post pics soon enough!
oh kelly rememeber that crazy ass driver that drove us home from london last year?....tell me why we got hime again, and tish shat her pants, he didnt drive as fast as or crazy as he did last time but he still did that gasing thing, where he gased it and let off then gassed it again. man thats annoying. and he called someother guy whe he got out of the car a piece of shit....what a loop!!
anyways ta ta kids!
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Thursday, June 15th, 2006
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Jess, me and my mom are leaving for london and paris in about 15 mins.....
see you kids when i get back!!! ta ta
<3shelly
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i totally got another job....im not quiting the salon, but i went to apply at a new resturant opening up in san bernardino. i went in today and was hired on the spot becuz my personality, well it is the best thing since beer, and i have impecable serving abilites....or something to that extent.
but i got a new job, im going to be working both jobs...and when they get their entertainment lisence, im going to be doing cocktail serving, and serving in general...im totally stoked about it.
i maybe working hard here, but im sooo waiting for it...becuz im so used to doing a lot of things...like work from 6 am to 2 then school all nite...then parting on the weekends...so im soo used to that lifestyle that im waiting to get back into it.
well im excited for it now...im going to be making good money and i can finally start saving to move out.
oh yeah i totally got in a major accident, well it wasnt major at all..but my car has a giant cut in it, and i need to get it fixed, if it wasnt for stupid semi trucks backing up into on coming traffic going opposite with the flow of traffic i would be just fine.
oh well this place is soooo fixing my car! becuz it is a baby and i love it..
well thats all new with me ill see you kids sooon!
<3sbad
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Tuesday, March 28th, 2006
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i dont know if you remember but i was haveing really bad allergies, all year long(aka the past three months!)...some days worse than the others. well friday the really set in.
friday, saturday, and sunday, my boss sent me home from work....she told me that i was going to infect the salon and stylist, and that i needed to go home. i kept telling her its only allergies, im not sick with a cold or anything, but she said its better to go home and get rest, becuz working during it was only going to make it worse. well sunday nite i felt like i got run over by 14 horses, while tish and me watched desperate housewives. i decided thad i needed to go to the doctors becuz this was just to much now.
i woke up monday called my boss, i had an appointment and she said that it was fine to take another day off to go.
so i go, guess what they tell me.
i have severe allergies to pet dander, i have slight pneumonia, an ear infection in my right ear, and abnormal sounds in my right lung. the last three are all due to my lack of getting my allergies checked out sooner. what the hell....they are just allergies, why would i need to go to the doctors just for them to tell me i have allergies, when i already know that? so they could prescribe exactly what i was alredy taking, which wasnt helping to control my allergies before i had this huge thing happened to me i dont know?
now i have to take antibiotics for 10 ten days, i have an inhaler to use, and i have to take claritin d everyday for the rest of my life.
i have slowly morphed into my mother who takes claritin everyday, becuz she just so happeneds to be severly allergic to pet danders, also has an inhaler to use, when she has trouble breathing. what the hell???
you see people like me deserve to have health care given to them, why becuz its just not a simple fucking cold with me....its always something extrem, and its every year i have some weird illness wrong with me, that takes me out for a week. at least i have something to look forward to each year...why cant i be like my sister who when she gets sick she gets sick with walking pneumonia, and brohnchitis, only once every 6 years or something...not every year what the hell????
i also love that when i say tish im sick what the hell...she says no your not its only your allergies...yeah pneumonia, thats not an allergy...crap.
oh well back to work it is for me. finally, and i get to close today yippie! bye kiddios!
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so becuz of this whole raping of the constitutional rights of imigrants, my mom is having a fucking feild day. telling me they have no rights here, "if they would do it legally, then there wouldnt be a problem. why dont they go to iraq and riot there for rights i dont feel sorry for them...something needed to be done, the imigrant situation was getting out of hand". she keeps referring to it as riots..
so today there was a major walk out at my lil sisters highschool. which means about 90% of the kids, who are mexican, becuz lets not forget it is colton high there, got up and walked out of their classes...i just so happened to text my lil sister to ask her something when she told me told me they were having a protest, and guess who comes blazing through the door curssing her head off, yeah my mom...talking about how the fucking imigrants at colton high school are rioting, and jessica is in the middle of it. i told her its not a riot i just talked to jess, they are haveing a "peaceful" walk out to protest, and fight for their belifes, and if kids at colton high are willing, and are intellegent enough to have an opinion on such a thing, i think colton high should feel proud that they have taught these kids something, and no start suspsending every kid that decided to fight for their consitutional rights...which could becompletely taken away from them. my mom the crazy woman we all know and love.
turns out my little sister was fine, nothing happened and no one was hurt, it was a peacful act that ended when the period was over....my lil sister didnt join in, becuz she is to scared to rebell in the case that she would be made the example of.
in other good news about my sister, my mom is finally seeing that colton high school isnt helping my lil sister who is quite the smarty pants if i do say so my self. jessica told me she doesnt feel chanllenged when she goes to school..that it is too easy, so my mom is goig to let her finish out the year at colton then take her out and enroll her at loma linda academy. its a private school from k-12 grade, lets put it this way the school is filled with asians becuz everyone there is extreamly smart...and want to learn and go to school. so that is where jessica is going to finish out her career, at a way to break the tradtion...first tish, then kelly, and me, we all graduated from colton high, but the lillest baden has to be different, as to go to some academy...what eves. she will be just fine.
well that is all talk to you suckas later skaters!
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Wednesday, March 8th, 2006
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i went to incahoots this evening, with nothing better to do....just for the great idea of dancing my ass off. its what i miss most in the world. did the musica suck! yeah it did...was i a lil sad yeah i was. until i saw adrian mother fucking laguna...who i havent seen in days!!!!! a year maybe! amber was there, i guess tayde, and jesse both were to make an apperance, but i didnt see them. rob was there. that tops it, i havent seen or talked to rob in about a good year and half. the last i heard the bastard moved to san deigo, then last summer i went to incahoots stoned out of my mind and he was there...whateves. wends nite tayde invited me to go with her to this club, and rob shows up,and im like good god, i havent seen you in a while. then firday once again im stoned out of my mind, in redlands at the bolier room, and there is rob again...what the fuck? so tonite, i see him again. i thought he live in san deigo?? anyways amber tells me oh my gosh you and frankie must have broken up, becuz you're out...hahahha i nearly died. she was drunk, but i nearly died anyways. i told her yep no mas...and its better.
saturday was a good day....i spent all nite drinking some of the greatest tasting beer in the world...and getting competely trashed. the next morning at work i had a mean ass mandatory meeting at 9 am....i was 22 mins late, becuz i had the meanest hang over in the world. well worth it, i had a great time at the blues, then sunday i had an even better one when jenna told me all the funniest things i did. appernetly i turn into a pimp, i was woring off all my friends hahaha. genious!
monday, and tues i laid a lil low..until tontie. we starting the drinking party early at el torito happy hour yo...then the blues again, had some appricot beer, then to incahooty booty...all in all..it was the greatest day, but good times. i woke up at 12:30 today, feeling well rested, and loving it.
well back to the lame old job tomorrow...oh wells...its wends, that mean only 2 more days until firday. then the weekend drinking party beings again.
one day ill stop drinking, right now its not going to stop!
see you kids later
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Sunday, February 26th, 2006
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i always said one day i was going to get baden tattooed across my back from shoulder to shoulder in old english hand writting. haha its hilarious to me, so i have to do it, ive talked about it for years. i told my family and no one has ever belived me that i was going to get it done...until i got my second tattoo then my mom started taking me seriously about the fact that im really going to be getting them. tish told me not to get baden on my back, she said im not going to tell you not to get it becuz if you want it you'll do it i know that, but just dont get it so big and so ghetto, its bad enough you already drive a ghetto car. how rude was that last part, i was like dang you just totally talked shit about my baby..oh whateves. however brain only know i have one tattoo..and isnt happy about it at all. he still hasnt seen my second one. oh well what eves...the point of this wonderful tattoo story is that i got another one...i started the baden across my back. it doesnt say baden yet, since tish asked me not to get it so large i wont, but i will add more detail to it, so i got two pink bows in my back of my shoulders, and im going to put baden in between them ha!!!! its great now i have a total of 4 tattoos, and tish knows of two, and brain only knows about one...when they find out about these im soo fucking going to bed dead, but i cant wait to show them. hahaha im such a snot!
soon to be completed. cant wait.
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Thursday, February 23rd, 2006
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so ive been going to a chiropractors for the past month, becuz i was having extreme back pains at the end of last year.
my doctor told me that she had concern about that weird ass bump on my neck...becuz it was bone, not like a cyst or anything and well her concern was right. my neck is inverted the wrong way, instead of being shaped like ( that, it is shaped like ) that, and there is supposed to be large gaps in my neck, and there isnt so i have nasty head aches all the time. if i dont get it fix apparently my neck will deteriorate faster than a normal persons would. but lets also add into play that im pretty sure im going to get osteoporosis becuz it runs like water in our family. damn...that totally sucks. so i have to go on "traction" to attempt to bend my neck back to the way of everyone elses damn it! its all becuz i had bad posture as a child, who didnt, but yet i end up with nasty ass bumps no one eles has a bump yet everyone had bad posture...fuck that! i always get the short end of the stick...my lil sister has the worst posture ive ever seen in my enitre life, and her one falw in her opinion is her big hips oh hips....whateves ill just pretend like i dont know its there.
so i didnt get the manager position at work. there were three of us up for the postition, and two of them had been with the company for 3 years. and i only 4 months. one person was eliminated, and it was down to me and another girl krista, i guess it was a tuff decision to make and the only way the came up with the answer was that krista has been with the company longer so we'll give it to her. bah! what eves i was like what thats the only fucking reason, i knew i wasnt going to get it becuz obviously seniority always come into play, and i didnt, im not mad im just like damn steped over again, even though im totally faltered that they would even consider me material for managment however....its whateves!
im getting a second job, to move out of my house. i love my mother, but i realize that now im not with frankie anymore, i can do what i want, and i feel like my mother calling at midnite, and giving me a curfew on the weekends its really starting to kill me. i cant stand being told when to come home anymore. i feel like i have a second chance to do all the things i wanted to do, and if i dont take this chance then i suck. so im single, and so im going to apply for job number dos so i can make extra good money so i can move out so i can come home when i want, so people can actually come over to my house, so i can just fall asleep where i want and not worry about having to call mommy to make up some lie as to where im staying. its defiantly sounds a little selfish, but its about time i do it, or something. im 22 i dont need to live at home and get all call from mommy and go running home becuz she says i have to be home. so its time to do what i got to do.
well ill let you know how good that works out!
<3shelly
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Wednesday, February 8th, 2006
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so my boss came at me yesterday with some crazy ass news.
she's leaveing master cuts to go to another salon. its cool becuz if she benifits in anyway from it then she needs to do it, becuz master cuts isnt that great and all. its sad becuz i dont wanna lose her shes a freaking awesome boss...and we've gotten real cool and everything.
one of my other co-workers, who always said that if heather, my boss, would leave he would too. so he knows shes leaveing and says to me, what do you think of being manager here. i was like what, me, woah really. he says yeah i would love it if you were our manager.
so friday the boss finds out if she is for sure leaving, she already took it to her supervisor that she has someone to take her place, and that would be me, so tues of next week, me, heather and the big boss are having a sit down to see if im capable.
with what heather says, kelly the supervisor pretty much listens to what heather says if she has an opinion on anything, and if it is the best for the shop, she is ok with it. heather doesnt want them to bring anyone in from the outside, so she would rather it be me, shes like you have all the talents and capablities to take my spot. she said you're number one of two, of our top stylist in the shop. you, take charge when i need you to, and you're incredibly reliable.
what me? i was triping out that she would even consider me since ive only been in the buisness for 4 months, and there are people that have been at that shop for 3 years, and she would step over their senority, to give it to me...apperently im number one stylist in the salon, what? i work that hard? what, i just like to stay busy. even the co worker was like you are totally capable of it and i think you'll do a damn fine job. i feel like im not even giving it 100%, only becuz i would get burnt out becuz everyone other than me and jenna actually work...people like to work at the speed of turtles.
four months into be a professional stylist, and im already going to managing a salon in the mall...what. all i can say is what, im blown away, but fuck that i can totally do it, and im gonna take it too. becuz, i hate to say it, but it would make me better than sooo many other people in the world who im competeing with only on a personal level. im such a bitch becuz like 4 people came to mind and i was like ha, im doing better than you, and at a faster rate too. hahaha! fuck them!
thats fucking crazy!
oh well thats my lil good news.
talk to you later kiddos!
shelly
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