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who needs to reallly start going to the gym on a regular basis? oh yeah, that would categorically be me. i forget when the last time i went was... 2 weeks ago? and i can realllly feel it. ugh. i guess i've just had a lot going on in the past 2 or so weeks and haven't really had time. but like... after the 1st of the new year or sometime soon, its time to turn up the flame again so i don't start hating myself even more. oh and so much for thinking the new red sweater makes me look thin... i saw a picture or 2 that Cris took on Xmas of us and my cousins all on the couch together, and eww. ugh.
so yesterday i was supposed to be at work at 8. same deal for the past week or 2. one of the other girls usually comes in then but she took a few Wednesdays off and therefore i was the one who got picked to come come in an hour earlier than usual so there'd be another person there. well yesterday, i guess i pretty much totally forgot. i just set my computer alarm (yeah, i have a program on my computer where you can set an alarm to wake you up by playing an mp3 or cd of your choice. i ♥ it) to wake me up at the usual time. so i'm driving to work and the time is approximately 8:45 when i realize... oh wait... today is Wednesday... which means it is also the day i'm supposed to come in at 8. aghhhh. i called work right then & there saying i was on the way/would be there in a couple mins, and just then realized that i was supposed to be there an hour ago. i'd thought that Kim would be all mad at me, esp. cause she told me a week or so ago about the whole getting there early deal (which i've been doing a good job with this week, thankfully). so i got there ASAP and practically ran inside and was all "i'm so sorry, i totally forgot, etc" and Kim didn't even care at all. she said she didn't even realize i was supposed to be in at 8. whew. man, was i relieved. i was all prepared to take the heat. whew. well, at least yesterday was the last time i was scheduled to come in at 8, so i won't have to worry about forgetting again. yay. getting up around 7 is usually bad enough... 6 = tres annoying. kind like being back in high school again. ew
tonight pretty much sucked at IA. never again will i pray to the metaphorical tip gods (well, all i did was type that on here, but still)... i hardly made anything. $7. ew. and there were a good number of people there too. what the hell?? so either people think i suck, which i hope is not the case, or they just werent really paying attention to me. and when i got there i was really trying to concentrate and listen to myself as i played, and i was really enjoying hearing the sound of a real piano and not a keyboard (of course i love my keyboard but theres just a certain something about the real thing thats practically impossible to reproduce on a keyboard) and all the fun stuff i usually dont do... i thought i actually sounded really good. and then as the time went on and i got progressively more frustrated at the lack of bills in the carafe, i just started to not care. i just wanted to leave. asjdf;lasjdf. hopefully tomorrow will be better? should be crowded, as NYE is right around the corner, but if its the same deal as tonight (a lot of people there who apparently arent paying attn to music), then perhaps i'll find myself in the same boat. boo.
oh and then Stef got all pissed at me for eating a roll within the eyesight of the customers. umm, there was no one even sitting in the section that could see me if people actually *were* there. she said something to Joe in Italian and then he said something to me about it. i just walked out afterwards. i just felt really unwanted tonight, like there was no reason/need for me to be there and that no one really cared. but on a more positive note, right when i came in, Juan said i looked.. what word did he use.. fabulous? ha, i dont remember. some overly complimentary term. i wore this nice blue cashmere sweater my aunt got me for Xmas. i quite like it. and then right before i left, Yavor said it matches my eyes perfectly. ha... yeah, the sweater is like a Caribbean blue, and i have green eyes. but whatever you say, man :P compliments are nice, i suppose, but i just feel un-compliment-worthy at the moment for certain reasons.. umm.. yeah.
well lets hope i end up doing something with Natale, Yavor, and Dawn on Saturday. i'll have to talk to them about that tomorrow night. Marco called me after i got home tonight and asked if i wanted to go dancing again tomorrow night. hahahah. i said i'd probably be too tired. blah blah blah. hopefully i wont feel too bad tomorrow & Saturday.
well its 10:30, i havent eaten any dinner and am thusly starving, and am also pretty damn tired as i'm going on a grand total of 5 hrs of sleep. great. guess i should go find some kind of sustenance and then hit the hay. sooo glad tomorrow is Friday...
so yesterday i was supposed to be at work at 8. same deal for the past week or 2. one of the other girls usually comes in then but she took a few Wednesdays off and therefore i was the one who got picked to come come in an hour earlier than usual so there'd be another person there. well yesterday, i guess i pretty much totally forgot. i just set my computer alarm (yeah, i have a program on my computer where you can set an alarm to wake you up by playing an mp3 or cd of your choice. i ♥ it) to wake me up at the usual time. so i'm driving to work and the time is approximately 8:45 when i realize... oh wait... today is Wednesday... which means it is also the day i'm supposed to come in at 8. aghhhh. i called work right then & there saying i was on the way/would be there in a couple mins, and just then realized that i was supposed to be there an hour ago. i'd thought that Kim would be all mad at me, esp. cause she told me a week or so ago about the whole getting there early deal (which i've been doing a good job with this week, thankfully). so i got there ASAP and practically ran inside and was all "i'm so sorry, i totally forgot, etc" and Kim didn't even care at all. she said she didn't even realize i was supposed to be in at 8. whew. man, was i relieved. i was all prepared to take the heat. whew. well, at least yesterday was the last time i was scheduled to come in at 8, so i won't have to worry about forgetting again. yay. getting up around 7 is usually bad enough... 6 = tres annoying. kind like being back in high school again. ew
tonight pretty much sucked at IA. never again will i pray to the metaphorical tip gods (well, all i did was type that on here, but still)... i hardly made anything. $7. ew. and there were a good number of people there too. what the hell?? so either people think i suck, which i hope is not the case, or they just werent really paying attention to me. and when i got there i was really trying to concentrate and listen to myself as i played, and i was really enjoying hearing the sound of a real piano and not a keyboard (of course i love my keyboard but theres just a certain something about the real thing thats practically impossible to reproduce on a keyboard) and all the fun stuff i usually dont do... i thought i actually sounded really good. and then as the time went on and i got progressively more frustrated at the lack of bills in the carafe, i just started to not care. i just wanted to leave. asjdf;lasjdf. hopefully tomorrow will be better? should be crowded, as NYE is right around the corner, but if its the same deal as tonight (a lot of people there who apparently arent paying attn to music), then perhaps i'll find myself in the same boat. boo.
oh and then Stef got all pissed at me for eating a roll within the eyesight of the customers. umm, there was no one even sitting in the section that could see me if people actually *were* there. she said something to Joe in Italian and then he said something to me about it. i just walked out afterwards. i just felt really unwanted tonight, like there was no reason/need for me to be there and that no one really cared. but on a more positive note, right when i came in, Juan said i looked.. what word did he use.. fabulous? ha, i dont remember. some overly complimentary term. i wore this nice blue cashmere sweater my aunt got me for Xmas. i quite like it. and then right before i left, Yavor said it matches my eyes perfectly. ha... yeah, the sweater is like a Caribbean blue, and i have green eyes. but whatever you say, man :P compliments are nice, i suppose, but i just feel un-compliment-worthy at the moment for certain reasons.. umm.. yeah.
well lets hope i end up doing something with Natale, Yavor, and Dawn on Saturday. i'll have to talk to them about that tomorrow night. Marco called me after i got home tonight and asked if i wanted to go dancing again tomorrow night. hahahah. i said i'd probably be too tired. blah blah blah. hopefully i wont feel too bad tomorrow & Saturday.
well its 10:30, i havent eaten any dinner and am thusly starving, and am also pretty damn tired as i'm going on a grand total of 5 hrs of sleep. great. guess i should go find some kind of sustenance and then hit the hay. sooo glad tomorrow is Friday...