i feel like i need to just lay down when i come home on the weekends because i'm so drained by 7:00pm.
the sentence above was saved by livejournal and it was the only thing that i wrote when i tried to write it. i've had a serious writer's block when i have a chance to type out what's going on lately.
it's week two and it's a killer. normally, i would be ecstatic that it's only two days of school this week, but there's so much under my belt right now that it feels impossible to finish on time. it's a combination of factors which lead to my demise, but i did manage to half-ass some projects, at least the ones that i attempted to work on today. so much for being creative, i've decided to slump real low and choose things i had already completed and totally revamp it for current projects. somehow, i need to figure out how i can get some painting done in the afternoon tomorrow. i also have to get a printing plate finished and completely dry for gloss sealing.
i figured i can catch up a lot if i can just finish this semester without giving in to impossibility, but it's already hit me and i've dug a hole for myself. i hope that i can finish this semester and get back on Dean's List without having to procrastinate my way to it. it's a huge time struggle to balance school, work, family, girlfriend, and everything in between all at once so i need to find the will to get things done when i need them too instead of rushing like i have today. this weekend was a busy one with a covered 9-6 shift for Amanda, a wedding reception, a small potluck, and a debut with afterparty the next day. today just happened to be the day i was completely free and i blew it by letting distractions like this suck me in. can't you believe this is only the second week of school too!? i feel like i've been struggling for a month and i've only gone to school for four days now! this is overwhelming.

i'm going to write in bullets today.
*my manager moved my workstation to the bakery side, so now i can't eat or listen to music anymore. i miss my dark, quiet corner at the wedding department where no one would bother me for the first two hours because i always came to work early.

*i can't tell if my manager is just overly sarcastic or is just starting to despise me. she constantly nags me about how slow i work; oh well, at least i'm working well.

*my uncle's family and friends are in California the day after i left Seattle. we went swimming when they came over; it was my first time swimming in about a year; my pool is only one minute away and i never took advantage of it since last summer.

*when we went swimming, the kids wanted to use me a surfboard. i paid the price: sore neck, sore back, sore legs. why did i agree to be the bottom of the totem pole?

*i got my mail regarding my ticket. it costs $436 and it's my first offense. don't even get me started.

*one of my bike clips snapped yesterday afternoon. they took abuse and lasted only two months. wow, that makes my biking hobby even more memorable.

*i scratch when i'm stressed and i have ezcema, so scratching is a really bad habit. i noticed this morning that i have a lot less hair on one eyebrow than the other. that makes me want to scratch.

*i need to learn Apple shortcuts.

*school is next week and i am not happy to go back nor am i happy to go to work. i just want to be a lazy person.

*i beat a whole video game twice because there are multiple endings depending on the path you choose. four more paths to go! hahaha.

*i want to download more music to fill my laptop/itouch. i'm listening to the same songs i listened to four years ago, songs that were popular three years before that.

*i'm getting my first taste of designing for an actual client and i must admit its the most heartbreaking thing when you feel like you've finished and done your job well.. then a plethora of never-ending changes needs to be made.

*my room was spotless when i left for vacation and got messy the moment i came home. pathetic.

*ok, i'm tired.

writing an entry now is like starting a whole online journal all over again. i might stop writing eventually; let's hope that's not the case.
i was in Seattle the past week and i'm not too excited to come back home to work and school and such. Downtown Seattle was so ideal, it was actually better than LA weather - wayy better. in general, you'd expect Seattle to be raining and cloudy all the time, but not one bit during our stay. we were walking distance to Pike Market so we had spent hours "hiking" around the area. everyone in Seattle is so tight knit, especially in Pike Market. it feels very much like a close community and everyone is so friendly. the first day we walked around Pike Market, i discovered that living here is very possible for me. though, i'm not such a big fan of rain, i wouldn't mind walking around Downtown in such weather. i'm considering moving there for a year or so if i had the expenses to do so.
our four-day stay was pretty much going around Downtown Seattle and hanging out with my relatives. unfortunately, we didn't get to do half the things we wanted, which happened to be the half that we wanted to do most such as kayaking at Alki, my surprise dinner at Sky City (the revolving restaurant atop the Space Needle), and the Seattle Art Museum (which happened to be right across from where we were staying). Nicole and i are really bummed that we weren't able to do all the things in our itinerary, but that's just our excuse to pay another visit in the future, right?
oh, it was just Nicole and i who went to Seattle. our parents actually let us go by ourselves and we had a splendid time. we staying at Tita Clytie's apartment which had a clear view of Elliot Bay in Downtown Seattle. Manang Grace came later to join us in Seattle. These are from Nicole's family. From my side, we were able to have dinner with Colleen's family and Marco and Kaylah's family. We also had the chance to hang out with Louie again, who is the funniest gay person i know. hahaha. you just have to be there.
i'd go into detail of what we did in Seattle like i usually do in my past entries, but i'm very exhausted from the trip. i'll let the pictures do the talking when i get them from Nicole. it's great to be back though. i'm looking forward to school again. i feel like it's going to be a very inspirational semester of graphic design. i need to get my board set up again too because i don't think i'll be biking much at school. wait, now that i'm thinking about it, i don't want to go back to school yet. i just want to stay in Seattle a bit longer. hahaha.

one more thing. i finally did get my Macbook Pro. yep, saved up enough to get it right before i left for Seattle. it's probably my biggest accomplishment this summer thankfully. but now i'm technically broke. $2800 out of my pocket and a bit of help from Nicole and my parents. i owe them a ton. thank you.

i don't remember the last time i had an urge to set another section of my week into words. as always, i've been occupied, mostly with biking - i don't really enjoy spending too much time on the computer; rather, and i find this kind of embarassing, spend time outside hanging out with the 14-year-old boys in the block. there's about five of them they're all the same age, but they act pretty mature for their age though. i've known them forever, but because of the huge gap gap, i didn't feel like hanging out with them. they're the infamous skate crew in the neighborhood, all the action happens on Ruby Ct anyway. there's also a bike gang with the younger boys, so i guess i can say i'm like the mother of the group for being the oldest and willing to hang out with them. i persuaded one of them to buy a fixed gear and he actually did, but his bike weighs (i originally spelled it "ways," HAHA) a ton and his dad won't let him take his brakes off, both of them. he learns fast though; he got skids and trackstands down for the most part.
i've also been biking a lot regardless if they are out or not; usually they are in the afternoon. they like to ring my doorbell and ask if i can "come out and play" hahaha. recently, i've been beginning to know all my little neighbors. anyways, i have been biking lately, and Ron, Joe, and i finally found a night to make a run, only to be pulled over by the police. yeah, my latest encounter with the police. long story short, we were ticketed for "failure to remain stopped at the red light." it was a stupid choice to make; however, we timed our speed so that we didn't have to come to a complete stop at the light. there were no cars around us and in about a second or two, that light was going to go green for us, but we were caught at the wrong place, wrong time. the stupid white cop just had to book us. i said his race because the other cop was Filipino (we're Filipino) and he knows a lot about biking (so do we), and so we thought he'd let us off with a warning, but nooo, white popo had to enforce the issue and did it while being a dick. so yeah, my first ticket ever; it was bound to happen eventually now that i think about all the wrong moves i made that i probably should've been ticketed for. hahaha. just kidding. i don't know how much the violation will be, but it sucks ass. everyone has a issue with it; i mean, all of our parents, except for my stubborn father, agree that it was stupid to write us up for it. ugh, i don't want to talk about it anymore. i'm still bitter.
that doesn't stop my from biking though and all our parents knew that too. haha.
work's been great. there's still not much to do, but Mo keeps me occupied so i don't have to keep staring into space. i really like Maureen as a manager, she's super chill, but she still acts like a manager. she totally reminds me of all the team leaders at Chickfila because they were fun too. so work's been good. too bad those extra hours at work aren't going to my Macbook fund, but instead, my ticket. man, my first ticket came, not in my car, on my bike. haha, here i go again.
oh, my dad's 50th was a couple weeks ago and it turned out great. we had enough food for everyone and it was really tasty. i brought six gallons of Sweet Tea from Chickfila and that made everyone's day better, especially my parents who are in love with Sweet Tea.
ok, i'm tired of looking at the screen now. no more ranting until later.
one last thing, don't expect a lot of writing during mid-August. i'll be on vacation with Nicole in Seattle. our parents actually agreed to us going together, but we both have family there so yeah. at least i get to do a little bit of traveling with her before the summer officially ends. man, another semester of school. i don't know if it's supposed to be exciting or dreadful.

i attended a pair of parties this weekend for JR and Elia and probably the most significant thing that happened was buying my first alcoholic beverages. i think the most amazing thing that occurred that weekend was that i wasn't carded or was asked about my age whatsoever. i'm usually one to still be carded for R-rated movies and mall curfews. i can look as young as 16, maybe even younger if i trimmed my hair and mustache shorter than usual. never would i have thought that buying alcohol would be that simple, i guess i can say.
supposedly, this is to be the suckiest week of working at the bakery. yesterday, i felt like i should go back to my first job in the mall; though, it's kind of turned around today. oh, this week sucks because of the three people that work in my department, i'm the only one usually available which is more work for me, but bigger payouts, something i definitely look forward too twice a month. at least i'm getting the hang of things, i'm staying ahead of my tasks and agendas for the day and it seems that i get along with everyone i interact with. nothing's really changed since i started working at the bakery besides the sandwich shop which has a really good spaghetti meatball panini (but i like on a different bread) and a meatloaf sandwich which is to die for. Gabe, one of my old coworkers, works at the bakery as of today, which is a nice surprise.
the only thing that's really bothering me at the moment is the giant, shiny pimple towards the tip of my nose. i don't want to pop it because it leaves scars on my face, and i have too many of those. hopefully i can rid of it by Saturday because there's a huge party for my Dad's 50th at the house.
for now, i'll take care of it slowly. now, i have to finish the second most recent Harry Potter by tonight so i can watch the lastest movie tomorrow night with Nicole, whose been dying to watch it this week, so i better finish up.

my last paycheck grants me the purchase of a new Macbook Pro. it's about time. =)

way to end my working days at CFA. my last day had to be the epitome of why it was such a great first working experience; as if it was meant to end this way. just a whole bunch of crazy, weirdness, randomness, and drama - i got a taste of everything. first off, today was a holiday at Chickfila - Cow Appreciation Day, so we had the big cow mascot out entertaining everyone. then, people were coming in dressed as "cows," or partially dressed for some people. some Mexican bitches decided to be clever and stick white paper cutouts on their black attire. it was creative, but they decided to push it to a whole 'nother level by asking for the works, being greedy. because they're dressed like a cow, they are either entitled to one free entree of their choosing (only if partially dressed) or a whole free combo (if they're completely playing the part). gah, but these bitches taped white paper to their black clothes and demanded for a free meal when they really weren't playing the part. not only that, because they demanded for a free meal, they asked for even more.. for FREE. basically, they walked out with maybe $30.00 of free food for their shitty outfits. also today, someone got quickchanged over $100 bucks. it's a technique where customers intentionally confuse you with change so they can run out with more money than what they were supposed to receive. i felt really bad for the one that helped the customer because he really got screwed over.
on better notes, today was a totally surreal ending. Nina was the team leader, and i remember i would love closing with Nina because she'd make or buy food if we chipped in for money. so we had these cinnamon garlic breadsticks from Pat & Oscars and we were just eating away during the shift. Van and i were making pizzas on backboard too. oh yeah, what totally made this day perfect was the people working today! MAN, BEST SHIFT EVER. it was a wild day of customers pouring into our store and despite all the stress and busyness, we still had the time of our lives. we were seriously at Chickfila for almost two hours after we closed because we were having sooooo much fun. the closing shift didn't get out until 40 minutes after we lowered the gates; there was just too much to absorb that day. seriously, the people that worked the night shift today made this last day so memorable. i'll never forget how great it is to be with them and everyone else that works with me. they are all more than coworkers; we've grown into this tight bond, something i never thought would happen a year ago when i first came in.
Chickfila was my first job. i never expected to get hired here too. i filled out this application after submitting two dozen applications - only two of the 24 actually called back. i knew someone at Chickfila already, Jason, and he put in a good word for me and eventually, i felt like i could actually get the job. i wasn't sure how i'd fit in because my first impression was "are all of these guys fobs?" however, i was desperate at the time, for any job of any kind for any amount of money, as long as i had money to put in the bank. after a while, i realized that i loved working here. it was a big surprise to enjoy going, to want to go to work. i'd put in so many hours just because it kept me occupied and i liked everyone. i remember when i first started, i made so many mistakes that i'd make Jenny got nuts to the point where she'd had to leave the store just to take a breather. omg, how those days have changed. i remember hiding Humir in a box and making someone try to carry it up the stairs, only to see him fiercing pop out and scare the crap out of you. i remember putting that fake frog into people's registers. closing shifts with Nina were always the best days of the week. i'll never forget my panic attacks and when i nearly passed out during Black Friday. and the Rally and the ghetto Christmas party. i remember my two raises and how proud Erwin was to have me, that it didn't bother him much when i'd have to beg him for a day off - i did it twice. man, so many memories. today was just the icing on the cake.
i love my coworkers; they're like a second family. even though i hardly hang out with them outside of work, it's like they've always been close to me. i didn't actually like working at Chickfila. for the amount of work, i felt like i should've been paid more, that we should be paid more. it was always stressful, but nothing in life comes easy. i managed to just play the part and do what any person with a job should do, act like you like it. if there's anything that would impel me to stay, it would be because of them. it wasn't so much about the money, these people made me want to work. all of them, every single one. they're the greatest people i've worked with. i can't say enough about them, i'm obnoxiously not over leaving them, but that's ok with me. i don't even know if that made sense, but i'd love to work another shift with everyone, if that were even possible.
i've had a lot of perfect days, but this one tops it all off. if i'd have to explain further, i'd be in grave trouble. thank you so much you guys and you know who i'm talking to. it's been a pleasure working with you all.

as much as i wanted to be low key and sneaky, i ended telling the night shift at CFA that i was quitting. gah, i thought i'd be able to hold it off until the day i was leaving or something. everyone's kind of leaving now, at least the talk that i'm hearing. Gabe's final day was last night, mine will be on Thursday, which is really soon, man i can't even believe it. i feel so unready to go. i doubt i'll tell Mo yet because that'll give me some room to relax before i work more insane hours at the Bake.

oh. happy fourth of July everyone! it's the one, two, three.. 14th anniversary of my black eye! did i ever tell you about it!? in 1995, i was waving a lit sparkler over my head, and as i was looking up at it, a spark landed extremely close to my eye and left a permanent scar there. however, no one's been able to spot it right off the bat because i'm dark. =(

i'm biking a little bit more now and thank goodness my parents don't really care, except when it gets dark and i'm not home yet. the other day, Ron was hosting an photoshoot for his upcoming online shop and i volunteered to wear streetwear. hahaha. i like it though. i got to be a model that day, pwahaha. me, Ron, Richard, and Dave stayed over hours cycling through the massive piles of shirts we had to take pictures of. then, Ron treated us to Hakata which was so worth it. their favorite chef, Rui, was working, and we all (yes, including me) shared a pitcher of beer with him and our waiter, which was pretty fun. everyone was a little buzzed after we finished eating - i'm not sure if i was because i don't know what it feels like to be - we biked outside Hakata again and tried to learn new things. hehehe. i can't wait until everyone has their bikes set up.
i keep forgetting what i want to write about. see ya!

Mo told me to fix the broken part of her printer. she said to go Macgyver on it. i'm sure she meant for me to just stick on some duct tape and temporary fix the problem, but i had other plans hehehe. i snipped off one prong of a plastic fork and a bunch of scotch tape and within ten minutes, i reattached the broken part and made it work just like new. Mo thinks i'm crazy. hahaha. she's my manager btw.

working at the bakery is fun now that i'm starting to get things done a whole lot earlier. yeah, i still make a ton of mistakes, but when i'm ahead on orders, a lot of mischief and "slave labor" (according to Mo) comes around. i'm really enjoying working here now that i get to do some actual graphic designing such as making food sale signs and so forth. i want to propose to change a couple things, but i'm afraid that i'm in no position to say something like that. aside from that, i've gotten closer to a lot of the people that work in my department.

just briefly, i want to thank everyone who celebrated my 21st birthday in any way. ..and that's that. hahaha.
but really, i had a great time. four day weekend from both works and i was out as much i will probably ever be in that time span. something that i realized about that night when we had dinner and a movie (well, a movie then dinner) was that "The Seven" reunited and no one called it. lol.

i think i may have to continue writing about whatever i'm missing from whenever it was i last wrote. there's a lot of venting that must me voiced.

there's no more time to chit chat anymore and that makes me sad. i feel like such a busy bee, but that's all going to change sooner or later right.
work was work, except at Chickfila; it was like walking into a whole new jungle.. where everything gets lost. there were two customers who called us tonight to inform us that they were missing something important. the first lady that called was a psycho bitch, and i had to use that particular word without censorship to describe how she was. the moment she started talking, she was screaming, and not like she's just angry so she had to raise her voice, FULL ON SCREAMING. i could not understand what she was saying! she claims that one of the workers who helped her with her order stole her ATM card. first of all, she said she took her order at noon today; she's barely calling us at around six or seven o'clock in the afternoon. first off, i'm sure something could have happened to her card within those six or so hours. we all thought she had found it when she rudely hung up on the team leader, after she threatened to call the police. seriously! more importantly, the person she accused of stealing her card happens to be Jorelle, the nicest and most responsible guy i know at Chickfila. hahaha. he was nominated to become a team leader from what i had heard from rumors, so he is well-disciplined and experienced, especially since he's been working there for years now. there's no way he'd steal that lady's card. and how is that the lady would not remember that her card was not given back to her if she has the receipt that Jorelle gave to her when she bought food!? DUMBASS. so we laughed because when she hung up abruptly, we thought she got moded and found her stinkin' card. but one hour later, we get another call.. the guy that was with the lady who wanted to inform us that they were going to send in a detective to investigate the situation. apparently, the lady's convinced he has it when we all know he doesn't. i don't understand why she goes through all the trouble to accuse us of stealing from her when she can just call her bank and report a lost or stolen card. so yep, the detective didn't show up today, but he might be there tomorrow. we were hoping the lady would come tonight and make a huge scene to find out that she got moded; i most likely won't be there to see the action.
also, word on the street (actually, Facebook) is that Trevor Ariza, yes, the Trevor Ariza of the Los Angeles Lakers was at Del Amo yesterday afternoon. he ordered from Chickfila, but that's not the important thing, it's the fact that he was at Del Amo when i wasn't.
also, i got a call from Erwin to make a decision. i'll explain this choice i have to make but i'm pretty sure if you know what i've been up to this summer, you'd get the idea.
so yeah, work work work, that's all it's been, but i want to do other things. i hope things will work out this summer and i get to accomplish a lot. it's been a bit shaky but i want to come to a resolution soon on my future plans for the summer. i feel like someone's going to get hurt. but don't worry! i promise it's not my girlfriend. hahaha. i needed to throw that in to make sure i wasn't implying that.

i'm tempted to upload Ressie's reaction pictures to her early 16th birthday present, but she'd kill me if she saw them up - i'm too lazy anyways; that's pretty much been the story of my life when i come home from a 12-hour work day. i already have to go to work in two hours and it seems like i just woke up! i got up at 8:30, why is this day going so fast!? normally, i'd kill for the day to go faster, but i don't want to go to work. -___-
there were customers i handled yesterday at the bakery that made me irritated. three customers. the first one wanted to send a Powerpoint file to us by e-mail, but the darn thing wouldn't go through for some reason, so i had to go through all the trouble and figure out a different solution to get it through, which took not a considerable amount of extra time, but i had other stuff to do. i spent about 20 minutes talking to the lady and her husband on how to solve their issue. thank God we figured it out. there was this other lady (actually, there were two ladies) who would not pick up their phone, one in particular who decided to just ask a ton of questions through e-mail, which is not a problem, i actually prefer it, but every ten minutes she'd just respond again and again, so i left the last e-mail for Amanda to deal with because i had already run out of time and i was going to be late for my next work. i was also slightly fed that in the seven hours i worked, it seemed like i've accomplished nothing. the customer that i probably had the most irritation towards was this lady who put me on hold and FORGOT ABOUT ME. it seemed like i was waiting for her for ten minutes, but now that i think about it, it was probably around five long minutes or so. she doesn't even apologize, she just replies "hey" (pause) "so, i forgot about you.." (longer pause). gah. i think i was on the phone longer than anything else i did on my shift today. it's become more like a receptionist job rather than the "graphic design" opportunity i was hoping for.

i can tell i'm way better today because i had the nerve to scream to the top of my lungs during that Finals game and i went out to bike during halftime. ah, it feels so good to be healthy; this day off really put me back on the road. ok that's all i wanted to rejoice about. i'm just killing time while postgame interviews are loading on the other pages.

i hate being sick, but everyone does. though, i guess i should be more specific: i hate being sick and still going to work. i find it difficult to call in Torrance Bakery and tell them i can't come in because i'm feeling ill. i think it would be unacceptable because other than my manager, there are only three people aside from myself who are qualified for the job, one being less qualified because he doesn't exactly work at our little computer island, which really makes this a two-person ordeal, but even i don't contribute well enough to ease the stress on Amanda's fulfillments during her working hours. i kind of just go to work and fight it off, even if it hurts. i'm sure you understand how painful it is when you're uncomfortable and i really was not feeling it. it makes me think about quitting one of my jobs sooner than i would want to - but i can't because i have this naive devotion to where i work. i'm not even sure if those are the right words to describe why is it that i would like to keep both my jobs. actually, i'm not well enough to be on the computer typing right now; i've been staring at a screen since i woke up this morning, the second time around. i'm on an overload of Vicks because i can't breathe through my stuffy nose - i put too much to the point where i can't tell if my nose is dripping because it feels so numb, Advil and Vitamin C are taking to combat the sickness, and i can't seem to stop drinking water, which must be a really good thing, but it's not helping. what i ultimately need to do now is rest, and that i should just do.

since Saturday night, i haven't felt 100% health-wise. i have a sore throat which is leading to this mild cough and i feel like every time i swallow, there's something stuck in the back in my tonsils. i figure the way to cure it is with something hot like noodles in the morning and some hot cocoa; however, i've probably worsen the problem by screaming during that basketball game. my other option was just so fight through it and ride a bike. =)
i've been active for five days, twelve hours straight or more until today; i got some rest today until the game happened, and thankfully, another day off tomorrow until my long days at work begin again on Tuesday. maybe i should heed my mother's advice and start sleeping more so i feel a bit more awake and energetic, and maybe i can shake off this temper that's triggered by fatigue and stress of long workloads. i've been easily ticked off a few times last week, notably my lashing at Christine about picking classes for her first semester of college. i believe that's where i last left off from my most recent entry.
when i came home from my last 12-hour day of work on Thursday, i found Christine still looking for classes. it's been three days since i last caught up with her - i showed her how to plan out her classes so she can have a good start when Fall comes around. however, in the three days i was gone, she had absolutely nothing - no classes, no direction. i was furious and i kicked her out of my room. my mom was then trying to figure out what was going on, and i had to repeat myself how my times, which made me even more angry to the point where i was yelling and raising my voice, loud enough so my sister can hear from her room. i kept stressing the fact that you can't procrastinate your priorities in college. in my first semester of college, i had a seven-hour gap between two classes a couple days a week, and even though it sort of worked out for me, it's really unnecessary. i'm sure everyone can recall mistakes they made going into their first semesters of college. my mom really pushed me to the point where i had to just punch it into Christine's head to strictly focus for a few hours in selecting her classes and i stressed how she shouldn't interrupted when doing so. i made her cry and while i felt that she deserved it, i felt guilty knowing that in those three days she had zero guidance other than that hour i spent with her before my workloads. i hadn't explained it enough so she could understand and probably made it easier said than done. i know i overreacted and it wasn't necessary to scream either, but i feel like that sort of message had to be pronounced in that way so that she gets it. college may be more laidback than high school, but the responsibilities of a student never changes and only becomes bigger mountains to climb. i hope she understands what i mean when i said what i said. she's a good kid, she ended her last semester of high school with a 3.65; that's more than i'll ever get. i apologize for getting out of hand.

today was the end of my hell shifts at work and surprisingly it didn't at all feel so torturous like the last two days i had to work. i'm starting to get the hang of how to do things at the bakery and i'm really getting along with the workers there, knowing them by name and everything. a few of the "old ladies" that work know me, but the others don't exactly know yet; one of ones that don't know my name calls me "Party Animal" instead because i'm always tired when i go to work and she thinks its because i'm out late partying when i'm really working my butt off this week. it's funny when she calls me too because she has this heavy Mexican accent, well, whatever she really says to me, it comes out all like "whoa."
hold up. i think i'll finish this in the morning. i'm having an important conversation with Nikole about what happened tonight.

today i felt like i accomplished nothing at Torrance Bakery. i was caught up answering questions and processing cake orders all day; then, i went to the bakery front and found a fat stack of bubblejets that need to get printed out for the weekend. gah, what the hell. tomorrow's going to be another day of torture. i can tolerate my job, but it kind of sucks knowing that the more experienced people are out of town, and the two that are still new (me and the high school kid whom i haven't met yet) were kind of thrown into open water with minimal knowledge to get by. haha. i actually hasn't been as hard as i thought. thankfully, that crash course i had the day before my manager and Amanda left helped me survive the onslaught of orders needed to be processed and printed. i feel like i learned a lot more while they were gone because i had to suck it up and figure things out myself, and start applying myself past insecurities that i first had when i landed the job. things like answering phone calls and processing orders correctly stirred me up bad. i wasn't feeling confident about myself for a while and i knew things were sort of going in the wrong direction when i started feeling those panic attacks arise, the ones like i have at Chickfila sometimes. it got bad enough to the point where i couldn't even leave a clean, flowing message on an answering machine while reading off a paper that my manager had written on. i did that twice within an hour, which made me feel like a total idiot. i'm hoping that tomorrow, i'll be able to cut some slack off for the weekend goers because i have the next two days off from the bakery after tomorrow, then i work again on Tuesday, which is a much needed break for me.
i also work at the mall tomorrow too, i'm closing, so it's a bummer that i can't catch the whole game unless we get out early enough so i can listen to it on the radio. i only work on Saturday night after tomorrow, so hopefully i can recuperate with less stress about my double job hell. on a lighter note, Chris got his interview this morning and got the call back this afternoon. he's the newest member of Chickfila. hahaha. honestly, i can't see Chris in the uniform we have to wear and i don't mean that in a mean way. it seems awkward knowing that he's going to be my coworker now too. haha. congratulations to him though, i'm happy that he finally gets a job.

ok, time to go. mybrute is taking a long time because of technical maintenance, so i won't be trying to level up tonight. let's hope tomorrow's a little more progressive than today's shift.

i used to dread those split shift days at Chickfila, but these 12-hour days are worse than that. i'm supposed to get two ten-minute breaks and a 30-minute lunch break at the bakery, but i only get lunch because there's really nothing i can do in ten minutes - it's dumb that they have to make us clock out and back in during those short breaks so i just take a ton of mini breaks in between my workload, which means really thinking about the best response to my customers' emails and such, basically taking my pace down a notch or two. i have to do this again tomorrow. i better get some sleep. i need to remind myself to pick up my paycheck(s). i don't know how many i have in there now; no one's ever explained how to pick my paycheck up. i hope it's a hefty payoff. i feel like i can get my laptop even sooner than i think. weeeee.

Nikole is busy watching Friends (or sleeping), so i can put the phone down now and write a bit.
i don't know if i should be happy that i've been getting a ton of rest everyday for the past couple weeks. i've been sleeping at least ten total hours a day because when i stay at home, i take naps. i've never ever taken so many consecutive naps in a week. the cause of this is probably because my new cycle is work, work, sleep. i work four days out of the week at the bakery and three at the mall, but on a couple days, i work both jobs, which i really am beginning to hate. i know i say this a lot, but i'm going to hate Tuesdays more than ever. for the next three Tuesdays, i have no life. i'm working from 9 o'clock to 4:30 at the Bakery. all i ever do at the bakery is sit on the computer "designing" and printing stuff on bubble jets (they call them BJs, but it makes me laugh a little because sometimes they'll come in and ask if "they can get that BJ") HAHA. i usually finish my work on time and do a little extra if i can, but oh man, seven hours, THEN closing at Chickfila for another four and a half hours!? SHAAAAAT!
i went to bed late last night playing Pokemon because it actually got fun. i hate the Narnians for getting me to want to play it again. hahaha. then, i downloaded this other game called Rhythm Nation which is like Elite Beat Agents, but simpler and offers more variety. i'm back on that Nintendo phase again, but i really should sleep. a 12-hour day tomorrow, literally. i must, must, must remember to ask someone about that paycheck for Torrance Bakery. i already feel like i have enough for my laptop. hahaha.

two of my dogs, Christine and Jennifer, graduated from high school today; knowing that they're going to college this upcoming Fall reminds me of how old i am. we sat out in the drizzling, cold weather for three hours and the crowd seemed bogged by the chilly breeze.
the weather pretty much killed the mood, but that Hokkaido buffet we went to after made it so much better. the food's whatever, but it's definitely not like any other buffet in the South Bay - i loved everything i had on my five or six plates. goodness gracious i ate a grip today.
so that's that. whoopee to Christine and Jennifer and to the other little sector of people i know who graduated today.
oh, and that Lakers' slaughter of Denver was the icing on the cake today. we watched a majority of the game at Hokkaido. i was either the biggest fan in there or the only one actually paying attention. i was screaming and i bet someone could've choked on their food. there was at least seven TVs in the buffet so my eyes were practically glued to one as i walked around. the coconut shrimp over there is mouthwatering.
riding my bike again gets me off the computer screen and my DS, which i've tend to play a whole lot more often again. i ride my bike at least an hour a day since i got it. i really want to go out of my neighborhood and ride to Ron's or something, but i'm scared of running another storm drain or pot hole. Ron lent me one of his old rims to borrow so i can't mess that up. biking makes me feel good about myself because i really don't exercise at all, and people say i don't need too because i'm so skinny, but i think i really do.