This is a sassy picture! Nice Jacket.
Remember when everyone got Jet Magazine? I used to think it came like the Newspaper.
So im STILL listening to only Micheal Jackson, and im STILL not sick of it.
My job has really started to irritate me. Seriously. The customers come in and I cringe. They bother me with their incompotence...incompatence? I dunno, dont teach us how to spell in montessori.
Anyways, It's like hey loose all common sense, and on top of that, they dont seem to care that they waited in line for 20 minutes, so they take 20 more minutes to decide what they want, "hold on, let me call Dan and see what he wanted...my husband has the money and he's in the bathroom....what do you suggest....i'd like 22 breakfast sandwhiches...where are my sandwhiches? (in the oven....you wanted them heated right? that takes time)
I'm ready to move, it's time to take on that responsibility, it's like my parents are allowing me to be lazy, when there is so much more I could be doing. Plus, I know they'll have my back ultimately.
My parents dont bother me about anything, which kinda concerns me, do they not expect anything more from me? Or am I actually doing enough? I just dont feel like im doing anything.
Omg, I saw a picture of Micheal Jackson in the Globe, on Wendy Williams show, the scariest thing ever, it was him with no makeup and no hair.
In other news, apparently Barack Obama is gay, Micheal Jackson had an affair and has a secret son...
Which doesnt matter because in the end, he obviously knew him, and is grieving...can you imaging loosing a family member and having to be reminded of it everywhere you turn?
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Fish dont fry in the kitchen...
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Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Need a new whip, B.
On the road to 100 blogs....
So, how do I spark up the conversation with my parents that i'm moving to a new state?
Who knows. I have to do it. Stop being lazy and move already. Nothing really is holding me back.
Except the whole car thing.
But BF does it and he has no car. He takes 2 buses to work everyday.
I had a dream that I was at work and we were about to close, and I was trying to get people out. But no one would leave. No matter how many times I locked the door. The people just kept coming in. Strange I know.
And even in my dream I was stressed out.
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Monday, July 13, 2009
FAIL. Robbery Edition
I'm at the register ringing people up, about an hour before close, when a man approaches my register. He looks no different than the other scraggly men who come in here and ask for free cups of water all the time. He comes to the register lays down a note that says: This is a robbery. Put all the money in the registers and safe in the bag. Dont be a hero. (mad bold right, dont be a hero?) I'm like really? okay. I cant open the register. He's just like open the register. We say this like 3 or 4 times. Then i'm like okay he wont go away. Show me your gun. Just cooperate. Show me. Just open the register. I cant just give you the money, your on camera, i need to see a weapon. Just give me the money. There are still people in the store, unaware of this whole situation . You want me to open the safe? Yes. I go to the safe and put in the duress code. Go back to the register and take the money out, im holding it in my hand like a waiter holds a tray. Then G comes over and is like, what is going on? She looks at the note takes the money and shoves it back in the drawer. At which point attention is being drawn to the situation and the man leaves. She said the same thing I said, show me a gun. I'm not tryna be a hero, im just not retarded. So then the alarm people call and I tell them someone tried to rob us, and they dispatch the police, alot of them showed up. There nice, everyone keeps asking am I okay. I'm fine, at first I was a little tense because that situation could've went in so many different situations. The detective who came, was just telling me how smart we were because banks have been robbed off of less.
I dont really know what made me react like that. But i'm glad I did. I do take pride in being a person who isnt scared of alot of things.
Picked the wrong store sir. you FAIL.
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Sunday, July 12, 2009
Picking Cotton
hile he was raping me I remebered things about him, did he have a accent? any tattoos? Hair? " In my mind i'd be formulating a way
to get to escape and worry about other things later. Because honestly, if someone isnt living such a great life, jail isnt a horrible place, you get three meals a day, phone calls, you can workout, apparently in some jails they have cable. (thank you parys).Avirex? Well it was like 15 years ago, so i GUESS....
Its not that the court system doesnt make mistakes and im not saying they dont, i'm made about the way they went about presenting this.
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Friday, July 10, 2009
Oh Mickey you so fine!
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Saturday, July 4, 2009
Happy 30th Birthday...
Once, a hip staple, now just a dusty memory in the back our closets or hiding in the basement. I used to buy one every week, it was only 10 dollars, which is why I had to get a new one every week. Posted by Nel at 5:29 PM 0 comments
Friday, July 3, 2009
Why is Diana dirty? Does that mean she's a hoe?
Another day has gone, I'm still all alone, How could this be,
You're not
here with me, You never said goodbye, Someone tell me why,
Did you have to go,
And leave my world so cold
Its been a week since MJ died, it's still kinda sad. All i've been listening to lately is his music, its pretty amazing.
Hold on...
I did NOT know that Kenny Ortega was choreographing
MJ's tour. The same Kenny Ortega who is behind all three High School Musicals. He has got to be loaded. He got to be talented, MJ wouldnt of put up with anything less. I love HSM. 2 and 3 not so much, music wasnt as good. But the first one was A-mazing.
So, there is kinda this dude who's been tryna talk to me, I can't figure out if he lives in the shelter or what, I dont think so, he has a cell phone and wears different clothes everyday and doesnt smell (like ass). Plus he is mad attractive.
Chillin with the grown and sexy co-workers tomorrow, aka the over 21 crowd.
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