Work Rules.
I haven't liked work so much since The Cow (Which will always remain the best job in the entire world, and I am psyched to get back there). So it was Mother's day, and it wasn't bad at all, even though there were 350 people! My team was me, Danielle (She's really cool) and DAN DAN THE WATER MAN!!! Who just so happens to be my third grade teacher's son. Mrs. Earl! He is the man, even though he stepped on Sara's doggy and and it split in half. I was official tray carrier, because I am jacked like an ant.
But here's the kicker...I had 3 tables, a 4, a 21, and a 6....only 3 tables, the least then anyone...BUT...we had the FISHMANS!!!
For those of you who don't know the Fishman's, here's a taste of how obnoxious they are. The boy, who is a girl, one day at breakfast at Spring Valley said to Mike, as he smelled his cream cheese on his bagel, "Is this Philedelphia Cream Cheese? I can't even smell this if it isn't Philedelphia Cream Cheese, it can't even touch my tastebuds if it's not Philedelphia Cream Cheese." and so on. You can imagine. Hahah, Decaf cappuccinos with sugar sticks. I swear, I will kill them. Oh yeah, and Sara, remember our first day, when that boy was sitting by himself eating lunch, and like, watching us? Well that was the Fishman boy! I recognized him! Ew. Gross.
It was funny though, and hey, I was making $12 an hour, so I'm OK with that. Work isn't stupposed to put me in a better mood...but it really does. And GOD KNOWS I was in the mother of bad moods Saturday Night/Sunday Morning!
So today, Monday, we had the AP Bio test. I got a zero on that fucker let me tell you! I definately compared enzymes to Goldielock's in one essay, The Immune system to Bouncers at a club on another, talked about deliscious snacks, wrote an entire essay on how I could not remember the word, "Thymine" and another one on how Bumble Bees rule and only like pretty flowers and stupid moss doesn't spread as well as angiosperms because they are heinous. No lie. They all made sense, but were silly. It's funny, because since the people grading them don't know me, they might acctually think I was being serious...
After the test, me, Jimmy, Saade, Sara, and Ashley went to Kelly's Place for lunch, but only after stealing beers out of the back of a pick up that was parked in the school parking lot. Food was yummy. I saw Spammi!!! I missed her, it was slightly awkward because it's been sooooo long, but still.
Around 1, me and my mom went to the seamstresses for my dress fitting, it's peerrrfeccct! Cost a pretty penny, but the dress is amazing. Come on, it's the feather dress, WORTH IT! The lady who doesn't speak English who altereed it wants a picture of me in it for her scrap book, LoL. I love her. OK, so now I have my prom dress...about the date situation. I still have no balls. You'd think I'd grow some! Especially since now he reads my journal, and knows I want to take him. Hello Driskey, how are you? LoL. Still, I have no balls. GAAAAAH! I mean honestly, unnecessary Jo-Ellen, unnecessary. Someone please smack some sense into me, and be like, time is running out tramp, stop being a whiny pansy, you whining pansy! Someday...someday.
::sigh:: I lost my Kenny Chesney CD, and that makes me sad. I'll have to burn it before Mommy trashes Bearshare. I'm missing a couple other CDs too...really good ones!
So the lady at Walgreen's handed me a magazine about with beauty tips, and how to make yourself pretty...some kind of sign???
P.S. I hope Adam enjoyed the gifts we left on his car...hehehehehe
But here's the kicker...I had 3 tables, a 4, a 21, and a 6....only 3 tables, the least then anyone...BUT...we had the FISHMANS!!!
For those of you who don't know the Fishman's, here's a taste of how obnoxious they are. The boy, who is a girl, one day at breakfast at Spring Valley said to Mike, as he smelled his cream cheese on his bagel, "Is this Philedelphia Cream Cheese? I can't even smell this if it isn't Philedelphia Cream Cheese, it can't even touch my tastebuds if it's not Philedelphia Cream Cheese." and so on. You can imagine. Hahah, Decaf cappuccinos with sugar sticks. I swear, I will kill them. Oh yeah, and Sara, remember our first day, when that boy was sitting by himself eating lunch, and like, watching us? Well that was the Fishman boy! I recognized him! Ew. Gross.
It was funny though, and hey, I was making $12 an hour, so I'm OK with that. Work isn't stupposed to put me in a better mood...but it really does. And GOD KNOWS I was in the mother of bad moods Saturday Night/Sunday Morning!
So today, Monday, we had the AP Bio test. I got a zero on that fucker let me tell you! I definately compared enzymes to Goldielock's in one essay, The Immune system to Bouncers at a club on another, talked about deliscious snacks, wrote an entire essay on how I could not remember the word, "Thymine" and another one on how Bumble Bees rule and only like pretty flowers and stupid moss doesn't spread as well as angiosperms because they are heinous. No lie. They all made sense, but were silly. It's funny, because since the people grading them don't know me, they might acctually think I was being serious...
After the test, me, Jimmy, Saade, Sara, and Ashley went to Kelly's Place for lunch, but only after stealing beers out of the back of a pick up that was parked in the school parking lot. Food was yummy. I saw Spammi!!! I missed her, it was slightly awkward because it's been sooooo long, but still.
Around 1, me and my mom went to the seamstresses for my dress fitting, it's peerrrfeccct! Cost a pretty penny, but the dress is amazing. Come on, it's the feather dress, WORTH IT! The lady who doesn't speak English who altereed it wants a picture of me in it for her scrap book, LoL. I love her. OK, so now I have my prom dress...about the date situation. I still have no balls. You'd think I'd grow some! Especially since now he reads my journal, and knows I want to take him. Hello Driskey, how are you? LoL. Still, I have no balls. GAAAAAH! I mean honestly, unnecessary Jo-Ellen, unnecessary. Someone please smack some sense into me, and be like, time is running out tramp, stop being a whiny pansy, you whining pansy! Someday...someday.
::sigh:: I lost my Kenny Chesney CD, and that makes me sad. I'll have to burn it before Mommy trashes Bearshare. I'm missing a couple other CDs too...really good ones!
So the lady at Walgreen's handed me a magazine about with beauty tips, and how to make yourself pretty...some kind of sign???
P.S. I hope Adam enjoyed the gifts we left on his car...hehehehehe