i've seen the DiFfErEnCe & it's getting better all the time
I awoke this morning to the sound of Poppop's voice telling Marcella to get a a cup of water so he could pour it on me to wake me up. And I got very awake then. And Marcella SAW that I was awake. But that didn't jolt her to inform Poppop that I was not in need of such a wet awakening. So 10 seconds later, my pillow and I were quite soaking, and I began to scream as the water kind of dripped down my boobs. I laughed it off.
Then, I was informed that the tile that my moher ordered for her bathroom which was being shipped from SPAIN on a cargo ship has come off the dock in Miami and was being quarantined for quality control. My mom cracked up and I was all WTF mate. THEN she got another call saying that the tile was defective, or some crap like that, so we had to go and pick NEW tile. Honestly, we didn't care at this point, nearly everything that COULD go wrong so far HAS gone wrong, who expected THIS to go smoothly? So the mother and I drive to Westbury to pick new tile. And on the way we are discussing my Sweet 16. She said with the house and all, she doesn't want to have it in September. So it'll be October/November, hopefully around a 3 or 4 day weekend so Emily, Victoria and Joe can come. Then she mentioned dresses for the several ones I have coming up. And that she'd love to see me in a Betsey Johnson. Which got me all excited because (1.) Betsey is the coolest person ever and (2.) I went to The Betsey Johnson boutique in West Palm Beach and I was absolutely dazzled by it all. We passed by Century 21 as she said this, and she's like..Oh! They used to have her stuff in here! Lets go! So in we went. That store is awesome, they have Juicy and Miss Sixty and Cavaricci and Ferragamo and Von Dutch and Lily Pulitzer and Betsey Johnson realllly less expensive then normal. So I tried on a bunch of dresses. And they were all incredible. And one of them was all flowery and odd shaped and I didn't like it but mommy made me try it on. And I did, and like, yeah. Its like, the ugliest thing ever when its not on someone, and when I put it on it like, makes my boobs smaller, almost. And its tight enough to flatten that stupid poochy stomach of mine. And it looks....like really really incredible. And I know I sound extremely conceited and vain and self centered. And who ever is reading this is all "That stupid bitch should just shut the fuck up. I don't fucking care about her goddamn dress." Shut the hell up. I've always wanted a Betsey Johnson. And I got one. And it looks absolutely ill on me. I'M HAPPY. SHOVE IT. And I also got this bag thats shaped like a bustier. ITS. SO. SEXY. Its red with black lace and ribbon. My moms like...AHH VULGAR. But it was that one or the bra shaped one. She went with the bustier.
After that we went to the tile place. And picked out new tile. And we went to KFC. POPCORN CHICKEN FOR LIFE. And we went to the granite place to check the kitchen countertops. Mucho prettyness. Then to Starbucks. Then home. yay.
**Update**
my dad got home. and practically crashed on the kitchen floor. his laptop crashedin the middle of a job so he had to run out and buy a whole new computer AND on the way home he left his $4,000 stenography machine on the train. So i try to help him load his work software. And it won;t weork. And he keeps calling LIRR, but nothing about his machine. Then mom comes home, and they leave to pick somehting up at the house. While he;s gone, the tech support guy calls and explains to me how to fix his software. THEN LIRR calls and says they found his machine. And that h can pick it up in Penn Station tomorrow. THEN mommy comes home with my report card. Which I wasn't expecting til July 13th. And as she hands it to me she says "I am SO glad I bought you that dress." And never mind the fact I almost failed my math final, because I got a 91 on my global and a 90 on my spanish, which is lower then I expected but good nonetheless, AND i pulled up all of my grades AND my final grade was a 91. SO TO END MY RAMBLING STORY TODAY WAS A VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY good day.
*the end* =)
Then, I was informed that the tile that my moher ordered for her bathroom which was being shipped from SPAIN on a cargo ship has come off the dock in Miami and was being quarantined for quality control. My mom cracked up and I was all WTF mate. THEN she got another call saying that the tile was defective, or some crap like that, so we had to go and pick NEW tile. Honestly, we didn't care at this point, nearly everything that COULD go wrong so far HAS gone wrong, who expected THIS to go smoothly? So the mother and I drive to Westbury to pick new tile. And on the way we are discussing my Sweet 16. She said with the house and all, she doesn't want to have it in September. So it'll be October/November, hopefully around a 3 or 4 day weekend so Emily, Victoria and Joe can come. Then she mentioned dresses for the several ones I have coming up. And that she'd love to see me in a Betsey Johnson. Which got me all excited because (1.) Betsey is the coolest person ever and (2.) I went to The Betsey Johnson boutique in West Palm Beach and I was absolutely dazzled by it all. We passed by Century 21 as she said this, and she's like..Oh! They used to have her stuff in here! Lets go! So in we went. That store is awesome, they have Juicy and Miss Sixty and Cavaricci and Ferragamo and Von Dutch and Lily Pulitzer and Betsey Johnson realllly less expensive then normal. So I tried on a bunch of dresses. And they were all incredible. And one of them was all flowery and odd shaped and I didn't like it but mommy made me try it on. And I did, and like, yeah. Its like, the ugliest thing ever when its not on someone, and when I put it on it like, makes my boobs smaller, almost. And its tight enough to flatten that stupid poochy stomach of mine. And it looks....like really really incredible. And I know I sound extremely conceited and vain and self centered. And who ever is reading this is all "That stupid bitch should just shut the fuck up. I don't fucking care about her goddamn dress." Shut the hell up. I've always wanted a Betsey Johnson. And I got one. And it looks absolutely ill on me. I'M HAPPY. SHOVE IT. And I also got this bag thats shaped like a bustier. ITS. SO. SEXY. Its red with black lace and ribbon. My moms like...AHH VULGAR. But it was that one or the bra shaped one. She went with the bustier.
After that we went to the tile place. And picked out new tile. And we went to KFC. POPCORN CHICKEN FOR LIFE. And we went to the granite place to check the kitchen countertops. Mucho prettyness. Then to Starbucks. Then home. yay.
**Update**
my dad got home. and practically crashed on the kitchen floor. his laptop crashedin the middle of a job so he had to run out and buy a whole new computer AND on the way home he left his $4,000 stenography machine on the train. So i try to help him load his work software. And it won;t weork. And he keeps calling LIRR, but nothing about his machine. Then mom comes home, and they leave to pick somehting up at the house. While he;s gone, the tech support guy calls and explains to me how to fix his software. THEN LIRR calls and says they found his machine. And that h can pick it up in Penn Station tomorrow. THEN mommy comes home with my report card. Which I wasn't expecting til July 13th. And as she hands it to me she says "I am SO glad I bought you that dress." And never mind the fact I almost failed my math final, because I got a 91 on my global and a 90 on my spanish, which is lower then I expected but good nonetheless, AND i pulled up all of my grades AND my final grade was a 91. SO TO END MY RAMBLING STORY TODAY WAS A VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY good day.
*the end* =)