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The life of a fiendish schizophrenic.

Thursday, August 14, 2003

Today was quite pleasant.


I wake up around 10-ish and decide to leave my house early because I hella didn't want to stay at home until 4 or something, listening to my sister bitch about random crap. I called Robin, but the little bitch had other places to be so I just decided to take a shower, leave, and just wing it. I ended up downtown as I called Lorraine up. We decided to meet at Borders, where we hung out for a while and I bought a new book on famous quotations. We looked at the Physics, Calculus and Astronomy books, and then we headed to her work. Nothing much happened until I started walking to my work around 4:15 [I started at 4:30]. As I was walking, I hear this strange voice call my name. I look back and searched high and low looking for a familiar face and I was like... what the fuck. I realized that it was ADAM, that awsome guy from Omaha. Dude, I love Adam.. he is like the coolest person ever.


So yeah, we talked for a while until I had to go to work and he came back when I had my break. We took like three pictures, each asking a different tourist to take it ever time. Everyone at my work thought he was my new boyfriend and they were hella making fun of him so I kicked their ass. I gave Adam my phone number, since he only had my old cell phone number which I obviously don't have anymore. I also gave him the only copy of a big sticky picture that Lorraine and I took at the Great Mall, I gave him a copy of my basketball picture, and another random [big] sticky of me and my cousins. It was great seeing him again, he really is a good friend and we used to talk a lot like last year and stuff.


Right before I got off work, this guy named Ricky that works with me splashed me with dirty/moldy soda water crap and I kicked his ass. Kurtis kept saying things like, "Go out already" or "Stop flirting". Bah, I honestly don't know when I flirt. Almost every single time I talk to a guy, one of my friends always tell me to stop hitting on him or something. I was talking to Danny [Eric's brother] during the short two weeks I was going out with Brent and some girl from my work saw me, and she was like, "Dude don't you have a boyfriend or something? Why are you all flirting with these guys?" WTF? Danny is like a brother to me and he's known my brother for like 7 years. It's not my fault I'm just naturally friendly/playful/talkative with guys. I grew up with having a lot of guy friends, and having a lot of guy infuence since my brothers friends with always be around and I would usually end up being friends with then and stuff. I guess sometimes my friendliness leads some guys on or something.... and I feel hella bad everytime that happens, especially if I have no feelings towards that guy whatsoever.


Moving on. After work, I just hung out at the arcade for a while and played DDR [just to get back into shape and hopefully lose a little weight]. I played Precussion Freaks, got a huge crowd... walked around... read my quotations book for about a half an hour, and got picked up. My mom and I got into a fight again when I got home because I supposedly don't clean up after myself and blah blah blah. Our fights always consist of me just spacing and blocking her yelling outside of my head, as I qould hum tunes of random songs while she nags me about all of my imperfections. After our fight, my mom totally changed her mood and asked me how much money I saved so i can go to the Philippines and visit my grandmother for her 80th birthday. It then lead to us going online together, looking for the cheapest airline tickets. Ugh. Our relationship is wierd, I tell you. Wierd.


After we finished looking for tickets and she went to bed, I stayed in my brothers room and checked my email and guess who emailed me? SAUCY!! My good dear friend Alfredo. He's the guy that came to Santa Cruz from Texas and worked for Hodgies during a semi-small part of the summer. I haven't known him for that long, but he's a hella cool guy. It sucks though, because he WAS gonna go to school here but then his mom or something wanted him to finish high school back in Texas. He's comming back next year, though and I can't wait to hang out with him.


Hmm... I see I didn't blog yesterday, even though I could have sworn I did. Oh well, I'll just blog now about yesterday.


Janetta spent the night the day before, and yesterday I took her to the mall to go shopping and bought her a new outfit. I also bought myself some stuff, too so yeah. Nothing much happened until around 9 when I was working at Hodgies. ISAAC came by and I was all suprized. He and I hung out at the Santa Cruz Diner when I got off work, where he bought me a cheese quesadilla along with a strawberry milkshake and a chocolate cheesecake to go. We talked about relationships, random people, random events. It was a jolly ole' time and I got home around 1 or 1:30.


If I don't end up going to the Philippines on the last week of summer, I'm probably just going to hang out with Isaac and Jaime or something. Jaime is probably comming here tommorow... or Saturday... or whenever. It sucks, though because he can only come before 4 o'clock this week and I have work like everyday until the 21st. My last day at Hodgies is this Friday, though. Pretty neat. If I don't go to the Philippines, I might end up hanging out at MGL or something with Isaac and/or at Verdes or the Great Mall or wherever. Just anywhere outside of Santa Cruz. I'll also probably hang out with Steph and Rob and Lorra and Ash and all these random people, just so I can soak up as much of the summer as I can since I spent the entire summer going to school and having two jobs. *sigh*


I should go sleep now. NIGHTY.

Eww I smell something really awful right now but I can't tell what. I AM in my brother's room after all... only God knows what he keeps in here. Blagh.



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