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Renaissance Faire in Casa De Fruta @ 8am; $280.00 and a cute peasant outfit, I am ready to go!

Menconi's Lounge in Union City @ 9:30pm; Father's going to be playing with The Rojas Band! :D

Will post all sorts of pictures Sunday morning-ish. :]

Can't wait!

<3

Drove my car home today. A little 1993 Honda Accord EE. 174,000 miles on the sucker. In awesome condition. My grandfathers girlfriend bought it off the showroom floor back in the day and took care of it ever since. The interior looks good as new. No tears, dirt, garbage of any kind within the car. I could barely even find dust on the dashboard let alone inbetween the knobs and buttons for the radio and A/C. It's going to need breaks, seeing as one is slightly scraping metal. After sometime I'm going to need four tires, just to be safe for long distance driving to Manteca and so forth. She changed the oil, paid for registration, and smog before she put it in my name. Hell, she even helped me find cheap insurance so I could drive it home ASAP. I'm so happy to have a car of my own. No more borrowing my fathers car. No more taking the bus or walking to work. I'm mobile, damnit. And I paid for everything on my own. ;P *ahem* "Mommy and daddy didn't pay for me!" Hehehe.

Why is it that I'm always getting sick these days? Yesterday, I started getting this massive pressure headache at work. My eyes turned light sensitive and I couldn't move very quickly seeing as my head felt like it would've imploded. It only got worse as I walked home. Finally, I got to my front door, and I felt like I was going to collapse. Told myself I'd better eat something before I take any pills, so I threw a mini lasagna in the oven. 40 minutes later, my stomach's upset... What luck. There was nothing else I could've done at that point other than force some pills down my throat and sleep. So... that's what I did. Slept from 12pm-8:45pm, then 9pm-3:13am, to 3:30am-8:35am only because the damned next door neighbor kids wouldn't shut the fuck up and play mutely indoors. Oh, and Jojo the yippy rat added to the parade. He barks at anything, really. Add a few kids and he's stretching for a yip-a-thon. Ugh. Still in a bit of pain, but with a hankerin' for some Chipotle Barbacoa tacos. Mmm...

Remember when we said that you'd be worrying about yourself? Remember how we decided that you'd be thinkin' about number one and no one else? Let's get back on track, here. We wouldn't want to see you get off course.

It's not like I don't care, I'm just toning it down a little bit. Cater to yourself first and foremost. If you can't do that, then why bother helping others?

So, as some know, I work in the Human Resources portion of my store. I handle time sensitive information, scheduling, termination, incorrect time clock punches, preparing for volunteer events, and anything else that's Human Resources related. Positivity is a key, it isn't hard for me to always keep a smile. (Unless I'm extremely sick) So when someone comes to me with a frown, my first instinct is to aid them, ask them what's going on and how we can fix the problem. I'm a very caring person both inside and outside of the work place.

Now, my cousin is pretty much the opposite, in and out of the workplace. I could ramble out a list of the things she really needs to work on, but I won't, because... Just because. :P

My Hiring Manager (aka Supervisor) was told by our main boss that we need to hire 13 people by Wednesday evening. That means we need to contact 16 people ASAP to bring in for interviews today, tomorrow, and Wednesday. We're so desperate to hire that we've decided to give the people who'd call and ask for the status of their application an interview tomorrow. Figured "why not give them a chance? The other people who applied didn't bother calling, these people must really want a job".

My cousin has been trying to find a decent job, that ISN'T seasonal, for the past three years. I gave her a little tip today and she blew it... My Supervisor was on and off the phone all day long, so in order to get her on the phone, you have to be persistent and keep on calling. My cousin tried calling her... one time. She told me that the operator didn't put her through, because she was busy. Understandable, it's Monday (payroll day), one of the busiest days of the week for us, and we're setting up interviews like mad women. I told her to call again, and she started to question me... "Are you sure? Will he (the operator) send me through this time? Will I catch her?" Cmon now... She continued to text me with, "Forget it, It's been three years. It's probably not meant to be...."

Really? Honestly? How old are we again? I become depressed from time to time, but I'm not a full on drama queen; ESPECIALLY, if my cousin had a way of letting me know when her supervisor was doing interviews. After that last text, I tried getting her to call a few more times. Told her not to stress over it and to simply make the call. She ignored me. So I told myself to forget the whole thing.

Auntie said to get a job and pay rent, or go to school and live for free.

Do bad grades count as rent?

I really dislike nightmares. Especially during times like these when I'm really sick. I can deal with colds, no problem, but stuffy heads? Blugh. No thank you.

So I took a nap at 8pm or so and instead of "resting", I tossed and turned, while my nose clogged up again, and my head started to hurt more than before. To top it off, I had an odd nightmare. Scared me awake. Whats up with creepy music and self controlling cars that -have- to wake me up? Hm? 95 MPH speeds, reckless driving, with my grandmother in the backseat, napping.

It's gonna be some time before I can go back to sleep.

So I thought a friend typed "voracious vagina"

More specifically, in my mind, a vagina with FANGS.

All I imagine is queefing, with rows of teeth flying about.

Vaginal Dentata.

All bad xD

I've been single for about a year now. Sure, a few guys have shown interest and have tried pursuing me, but, eh... I guess I'm just picky. And a wee bit afraid.

Not many people are able to visit me, nor am I able to visit them til' I get my car in a few weeks, SO... I'm investing in video games to keep me occupied. Good to know that Nintendo has so many awesome games out for the Wii! [Sarcasm]

I went through this weird period of time where I couldn't stand being by myself. It sounds stupid, but i would hate having to go home to an empty house just to sit around, watch tv, and wait til it gets late enough for an attempt to sleep.

I'm trying to be content with just "me", but it's hard when you're always craving company.

I can't see myself dating anyone. Hell, I can barely see myself pursuing a potential. I don't know how to act appropriately on a date, I don't know what kind of clothes to wear that's semi-impressive but also down to earth "Lei", I don't know if they'll take my lingo rudely or maturely.. I just don't want to give off weird vibes. So how can I avoid making an ass out of myself? Whats the norm for people these days? What exactly am I doing wrong? Hoy...

I feel so needy, uncomfortable, and completely unlike myself. I've started laying out my outfits a day beforehand. Whether they're good choices or not, I keep it rather simple. But is that what guys are looking for right now? I mean, really... Look at the style of clothing that's being advertised nowadays. They're either very VERY plain clothing, a simple green t-shirt and a pair of khaki slacks, or they look like someone just dropped a few buckets of paint on it by accident. My type of fashion is very childish. Bright colors mixed with a cute design and topped off with an abolony shell and a pair of orange flip flops. Now if that doesn't scream overly happy 13 year old, I don't know what does...

As for my hair, ahblah... I find myself figuring out how I'm going to do my hair 3 hours before I have to run out the door. Now whats up with that? Usually I throw my hair up into a bun or half ponytail just to get it out of the way. Oh no no no.. I wake up at 6am if I want to curl my hair for work. Shower, blow dry, curl, hairspray. My hair is so heavy that curls fall out instantly. So I end up frying my hair trying to keep the damn curls up, and hair spraying it twice as much to keep the curl. What a waste of hair products. Crunchy hair'd Lei.

Make up... A whole 'nother subject in itself. Clown or beauty queen? Mime or model? I always end up unlucky with the colors chosen for me, so I end up looking like an idiot. I blame natural beauty. Refuses to let me wear 'em. Bah... It all goes back to that make over my mother wanted to do on me. I'd let her do it, if she took some more cosmotology classes. She's so 80's cool. Too much to the point where I'm scared to let her touch my hair. Do I want to be a poodle? I don't mind the clothing, but cmon now.. I like my wavy hair. Offer a bit of a curl and maybe I'll give in. But full on fro? I'll pass. I'd rather be boring than a freak.

GOD, this is so awkward. I've never cared so much about my appearance than I do now. Whats wrong with me? Is society pressuring me that much? what the fuck...

"Carefree" was my motto for the past couple of years. That's why I was different than the others in high school. I didn't conform to all the bullshit around me. Now it's Lei against the world. How am I going to deal with that? =.=

Can't say much has been happening lately. Your usual work and house chores take up most of my days. Nothing too challenging. Simple clerical work a monkey can accomplish. File this stack of papers, sort these, input that, sign off those, mail these, rearrange that... And on days they actually change my work area, they send me to the most immobile position in the store: Operator. AND, since I work at a low volume store, I don't get much work sent my way. So what do I end up doing behind this corner desk? Answer phones. That's it, really. After a long days work (aka sitting, doodling, playing Rainbow Ninja on my phone), I walk home to a 4 1/5 foot cage homing 3 adorable chinchillas all waiting to be fed. They run up to the cage door and rest their lil hand-like paws on a bar, as if they were on a roller coaster ride. All three waiting, hoping for a raisin or two. A genuine smile finds it's way on my tired face. The most genuine smile of the day. Very refreshing, 'til I discover that the rest of my room is a complete mess. Not "5 moldy burritos, growing, and smelling beneath 4 piles of clothes and junk" messy, but more of an organized mess that has engulfed one side of my room. The other side, of course, is where I nap and take care of my kids. This side is almost always neat. My usual "pass the fuck out" quarters has to be tidy so I can crash on days when I've been worked too hard. Can't give much reason for the other cluttered side of my room, though. I sort, fold, place appropriately, throw away, scrub, vacuum, place in tubs, and more so as to be satisified with the overall look of my room. I guess there are days when I'll say "screw it" and toss whatever about. All of us are allowed to have one of those days. Don't you think? As for a social life... Eh, I don't really have aspirations to go out with people who can afford what I can't. If they're going to go watch a movie in the theatres, then I can't. Hell, most outtings require money, and since I have a limited amount of "play doh" I've been living a small, simple, somehow very amusing social life. A sport, a movie, a conversation; All very entertaining in their own way. Heh, no wonder. My mother told me that I was fine playing by myself as a child. Give me a spoon and a fork and I'll find a way to entertain myself. Looks like times don't change...

All in all, I'm doing well. My mind might be a lil screwy from time to time, but that's just Target stress. It wears off after a day or two.

Anyway, thought I'd update you!

-Lei

I want to catch someones eye.

Maybe change someones life.

Possibly be the most exciting.

Or the most creative.

Meh, whatever.

I have to clean. Enough of this nonsense, I have a colorful room to create!