What an interesting couple days I've been having. I've gone from happy to sad to in between to practically drooling retarded.

Friday was a very good day. I won't elaborate because I don't want to sound dumb, but by the end of the day I was a fucking happy girl.

The next day I had to wake up early to go to work with Mike who would soon after give me a ride to work. I went to work and worked with a lot of dick people. Some lady made me go back and fourth three time for fucking hydrangeas. And just peoples' attitudes in general got me fired up. And I didn't get a break until three and the gas station I normally go to to get lunch was closed so I had to practically run to Wa-wa. I got icecream and of course I got the screwed up one. I had to run back and made it in the knick of time. I had just gotten through the door and proceeded to ask Jessie what time it was went I grabbed from behind. At this point, I was ready to beat whoever the hell was touching me. I was sweaty, angry, and in need of answers. But when I looked up, to my surprise, it was Patrick.

This was generally a turning point in my day. His simple 5 minutes presence made me smile for hours and I persevered through the day. I mean, I even got a lollipop after that. From Patty.(My manager, not Pat) Cool beans!

Krista came and got me from work. Well, her and her dad. And we went to the mall because Krista needed pants. Also, to my surprise, Mr. B slipped me 40$. I insisted that I shouldn't take it and he didn't have to do such things but he made me take it. And, well, I took that forty dollars and bought underwear. Victoria's Secret 5 for $25 deal, of course. I got some bras, and a pair of PJ pants. It was very nice of him and I am still very grateful.
Becuase, hell, I'm just a sucker for panty shopping.

Krista and I got back to her house around 9:30. We spent a considerable amount of time pitching the tent and getting settled. It was about 11 by the time we started to do anything fun. We read each other scary stories and it was pitch dark out and the wind was going pretty good. I was the one to get chickened out first and so we watched Mary Poppins to get happy.

Unfortunatly, I fell asleep right around the part that the rain ruins the chalk drawings.

I woke up at maybe 6 this morning. Krista and I ate breakfast and took showers. And before I knew it, I had to be at work.

I got to work right on time. It was a good day. Not to fast but not too slow. Let me please review all the people I saw at work in 2 days that I know. (BAZAAR)
Saturday:
Patrick, Miss. Grego, Krista (well duh)
Sunday:
Tanya and Krystal, Mr. Harris and his chum Tony, Mr. Gaffey, and my grandmother.

And here are two people I won't soon forget. Tributes, if you will.
Crazy woman who is obsessed with the circus and her outrageous mullet boy son, I applaud you. You crazy people you.
And gay man and transvestite woman accompanied by old man, I love you guys. You were freaky, but cool. I like your enthusiasm. Come in my line any time!

By the end of the day I felt crippled. My legs are still killing me. So I sat out and waited for my mom. The Patty came and insisted on staying with me. She let me use her phone to call around and my mom was visiting with my aunt and said she would arrive soon. Patty talked on the phone in italian a lot and we chatted. Then mom got here.

And this is where I am now. I am so tired and so...just finished. I can't wait for this day to be over. But now I am craving my ramen noodles.

Talks to y'all later

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