A bunch of us were joking around at school and this guy I'm friends with went to push me. As he stepped forward to get close enough to push me he stepped on my foot, and that's how I broke my toe. For like the first week it hurt so much by the end of school that I almost cried (okay, did cry twice) at having to go to work straight afterwards. After I'd get home from work I'd sit on the kitchen counter and soak my foot in the sink in cold water. So hurty. It's getting better a little bit now.
My friend Yulia has had a huge crush on this guy Manny for like six years. I don't get it. He's not smart or funny or hot or anything impressive. He is just totally average. He's not even that nice. The biggest thing he's got going is that he's friends with Hector, who is totally hot and popular.
Manny has been going out with this girl Lila for ... almost four years I think. She is this very sweet, very unhealthily skinny girl who makes high honor roll all the time. There are rumors he beats her up and tells her she's fat. Lila is in two of my smart-people classes. She is very quiet but any time I've talked to her she's been nice.
Like a month ago Yulia started hooking up with Manny. Working too many hours really cuts into my gossip-time and I just found this out over the weekend. Yulia told me today that Manny talked her into doing anal last week. I am grossed out even typing that. She said she didn't want to but she really likes him and doesn't want to stop doing all the other stuff so she did it. Big mistake but I asked what it feels like. Yulia said it's a really weird sensation of feeling like you're shitting backwards and it's way painful. So then I had to ask if she did it more than once.
This is what I don't get - Yulia said yes. Why would you do something that hurts? I mean, over and over, like after you tried it and discovered it hurts. I think I lost some respect for Yulia over this one.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
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Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Good Move
In the fall when we talked about skipping Alex into 7th grade I was really nervous about it. Today we ran into Al's Language Arts teacher and she said the nicest things. That Alex is a "pleasure to have in class." That she asks really good questions. Al is on time and fully prepared every day. Told me all tests and quizzes have been in the low to mid 90s. When we walked away Alex told me that's not even her favorite class.
Danielle pointed out that Alex's bookbag is neater since she skipped. Her looseleaf isn't as sloppy. I hadn't realized but Dani's right. It's like Alex actually likes going to school now. She doesn't bitch as much in the mornings. I am so relieved. It would have sucked if Al skipped and then had to go back and re-do 7th grade again.
Danielle pointed out that Alex's bookbag is neater since she skipped. Her looseleaf isn't as sloppy. I hadn't realized but Dani's right. It's like Alex actually likes going to school now. She doesn't bitch as much in the mornings. I am so relieved. It would have sucked if Al skipped and then had to go back and re-do 7th grade again.
Monday, April 20, 2009
One Person, Two Jobs
I went back with scheduling questions and Arnie said he'd like to do one or two afternoons a week and both weekend mornings for now. Then in the summer if that works out well (I think he meant if they think I do a good job and I like working there) he wants me to work like grownup job hours full time. I thought there was some sort of mortgage crisis thing happening but guess not since he said they're very busy.
So I said yes. I can still work at the diner both now AND in the summer. I can just work during the day at the office job and then go to the diner for the dinner rush. This will be way better than nannying because it will be air-conditioned. I gave Josh's mom a thank you card for introducing us and let her know that it got me a job for the summer. Um, she sent me a congratulations card with a $300 gift card to the Gap. So then I had to send her ANOTHER thank you card.
I am still shaking. I carried the card around for two days. I asked Josh if it was an accident and maybe she meant for it to be $30, but he said no, that she was going to make it more. Josh told me he swore to his mom I would find plenty of nice clothes for that much. He is wrong. It is too much money. I can't buy that much clothing. Freaking out.
So I said yes. I can still work at the diner both now AND in the summer. I can just work during the day at the office job and then go to the diner for the dinner rush. This will be way better than nannying because it will be air-conditioned. I gave Josh's mom a thank you card for introducing us and let her know that it got me a job for the summer. Um, she sent me a congratulations card with a $300 gift card to the Gap. So then I had to send her ANOTHER thank you card.
I am still shaking. I carried the card around for two days. I asked Josh if it was an accident and maybe she meant for it to be $30, but he said no, that she was going to make it more. Josh told me he swore to his mom I would find plenty of nice clothes for that much. He is wrong. It is too much money. I can't buy that much clothing. Freaking out.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Propositions
Today I met with Arnie at Dean & DeLuca. He said he owns a real estate company and the receptionist got pregnant and is leaving, and that because it's so slow they only need to replace her part time so he asked if I want to do that.
It pays more than hostessing but it's fewer hours, plus what happens when they are busier and need someone full time? Plus I'd need to wear really nice clothes. Plus how would I do school? But he did say he'd need me to work on Saturdays and that there'd be lots of down time to study. Shit I don't knowwwww. Of course Craig canceled this week's shrinking because he's on vacation.
It pays more than hostessing but it's fewer hours, plus what happens when they are busier and need someone full time? Plus I'd need to wear really nice clothes. Plus how would I do school? But he did say he'd need me to work on Saturdays and that there'd be lots of down time to study. Shit I don't knowwwww. Of course Craig canceled this week's shrinking because he's on vacation.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Free time
There's no school this week because of Spring Recess. A whole bunch of kids in my school went to Florida. Josh is away too, and his parents went to France. They go on airplanes more than anyone else I know.
I only got to work four hours today which sucks, so Alex and I went to Josh's, picked up suitcases we found, brought them home to fill with all our laundry, then hauled them back here to do washes. We also brought back all the leftovers we still have, to eat here. Tomorrow I get six and a half hours of work.
This morning I called Arnie, and when the woman who answered asked who was calling, I said, "Samantha, the one with the dreadful job he met at Josh's parents house," and when I got transferred to him, he said, "So, Samantha with the dreadful job, how are you?"
You guys were right. He said he wants to talk to me about a less dreadful job. Arnie asked if I could meet him this afternoon, but I told him I had to work at my dreadful job. So we are meeting tomorrow instead. When I asked what kind of job, he said he has a few different positions that might be open, but isn't sure which one would be the best fit. I have a feeling it's an office kind of job. You probably have to dress really nicely.
We gave almost all the clothes away. You can put anything you don't want in the hallway and by like the next morning someone else will have taken it. Even if you think it's total garbage, they scoop everything away. We used to have this little plastic chair from the dollar store for Alex and after a while it was broken, and couldn't be sat in. I put it in the hallway in front of the garbage chute and somebody took it within hours.
There were two dresses that are very pilled and way too wide but otherwise okay and Alex wants to keep them to wear to sleep. They are VERY ugly. One is bright orange with flowers and the other one is like a neon green with butterflies. They're horrible. Alex wants so badly to have dedicated pajamas for every night of the week and these fulfill two sevenths of her dream, so she can keep them. I just want to really stress how completely hideous these dresses are. Like I'd be embarrassed for Alex if she ever went out in public wearing them.
I only got to work four hours today which sucks, so Alex and I went to Josh's, picked up suitcases we found, brought them home to fill with all our laundry, then hauled them back here to do washes. We also brought back all the leftovers we still have, to eat here. Tomorrow I get six and a half hours of work.
This morning I called Arnie, and when the woman who answered asked who was calling, I said, "Samantha, the one with the dreadful job he met at Josh's parents house," and when I got transferred to him, he said, "So, Samantha with the dreadful job, how are you?"
You guys were right. He said he wants to talk to me about a less dreadful job. Arnie asked if I could meet him this afternoon, but I told him I had to work at my dreadful job. So we are meeting tomorrow instead. When I asked what kind of job, he said he has a few different positions that might be open, but isn't sure which one would be the best fit. I have a feeling it's an office kind of job. You probably have to dress really nicely.
We gave almost all the clothes away. You can put anything you don't want in the hallway and by like the next morning someone else will have taken it. Even if you think it's total garbage, they scoop everything away. We used to have this little plastic chair from the dollar store for Alex and after a while it was broken, and couldn't be sat in. I put it in the hallway in front of the garbage chute and somebody took it within hours.
There were two dresses that are very pilled and way too wide but otherwise okay and Alex wants to keep them to wear to sleep. They are VERY ugly. One is bright orange with flowers and the other one is like a neon green with butterflies. They're horrible. Alex wants so badly to have dedicated pajamas for every night of the week and these fulfill two sevenths of her dream, so she can keep them. I just want to really stress how completely hideous these dresses are. Like I'd be embarrassed for Alex if she ever went out in public wearing them.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Beggars can't be choosers
Once my mom took me and Dani to a flea market or farmer's market or something. I was really little, like five-ish, and Dani was a baby. It was the middle of summer and crazy hot. She sent me to a stand to ask for an ice water. The lady gave me water in a cup. No ice, no straw. When I asked for those she told me beggars can't be choosers. She didn't even give me the chance to tell her I'd been sent with money in my pocket.
Today the wife of a guy who used to work with my brother dropped off a garbage bag filled with clothes for us. It was nice of her, but I wonder. Since we didn't beg, can we be choosy about this? They have two girls, who, according to all the tops in the bag, are very messy eaters. Every single top is stained. One kid is really overweight and all the pants would fall down on Alex. They're the right length but Al could fit two of her into each pair of jeans. Plus there are holes in the seams. Then there are a bunch of shorts but they are all ones with words across the ass and also don't fit. Dani could wear them but they just about show her underwear. I really would not want her to go out in public looking like that. Alex can't wear them - she'd get pants'd.
We could wear some of the shirts but not to work. They're all like extra wide on me and Danielle. Maybe this makes us ungrateful but I don't want to keep any of these clothes. They're all either stained, too big, too small, slutty, or just ... gross. I hate having to be all thank you, you're so nice to us, for what amounts to like total crap.
Alex wants to get those plaid shorts we're seeing all over. I am going to try to get her a pair for the summer. She wants to be a little preppie girl.
Today the wife of a guy who used to work with my brother dropped off a garbage bag filled with clothes for us. It was nice of her, but I wonder. Since we didn't beg, can we be choosy about this? They have two girls, who, according to all the tops in the bag, are very messy eaters. Every single top is stained. One kid is really overweight and all the pants would fall down on Alex. They're the right length but Al could fit two of her into each pair of jeans. Plus there are holes in the seams. Then there are a bunch of shorts but they are all ones with words across the ass and also don't fit. Dani could wear them but they just about show her underwear. I really would not want her to go out in public looking like that. Alex can't wear them - she'd get pants'd.
We could wear some of the shirts but not to work. They're all like extra wide on me and Danielle. Maybe this makes us ungrateful but I don't want to keep any of these clothes. They're all either stained, too big, too small, slutty, or just ... gross. I hate having to be all thank you, you're so nice to us, for what amounts to like total crap.
Alex wants to get those plaid shorts we're seeing all over. I am going to try to get her a pair for the summer. She wants to be a little preppie girl.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
One of those days when being rich would be nice
This morning I worked from 7 a.m. until 1:30 p.m. Dani worked from 6 a.m. until noon. There is no fire family dinner tonight because it's easter and spring break. Everyone is busy doing easter things. Alex did her social studies report and cleaned out the refrigerator. She wants to go see a movie.
It's actually a good idea except for how much it costs. Movies are open today. It would take up some time. We wouldn't be at home. We could go to a nice theater in the city instead of a crappy one here. Sometimes it would be really nice to be rich.
It's actually a good idea except for how much it costs. Movies are open today. It would take up some time. We wouldn't be at home. We could go to a nice theater in the city instead of a crappy one here. Sometimes it would be really nice to be rich.
Friday, April 10, 2009
It's passover, bitches
Josh's parents had a huge passover celebration tonight and they sent me home with tons of leftovers. I am always scared somebody will get angry if I reject something they want to give, so whatever they want to give I just say thank you and take it. If it's not something we'll eat (or wear) then I give it to somebody homeless.
Tonight I put the leftovers we don't like right in the front for Aunt Elaine to eat, and hid the good leftovers in the back, buried behind food she won't touch, like apples and veggies.
At the dinner Josh was on one side of me and some old man was on the other side. He had just gotten back from three and a half weeks of being in Hawaii with his wife, who has an old lady hairstyle. He asked me what my summer plans are and when I told him that I work as a hostess at a diner he said, "Well that sounds just dreadful."
How are you supposed to answer that? Thank you? It's not? I looked at his wife hoping she would say something helpful but she just repeated him. "Oh yes, simply dreadful." Thanks, guys. You know just how to make a person feel good. After that I kind of ignored him and the next time Josh got up I slid into his seat, switching us so I wasn't next to the guy anymore.
When everyone was getting ready to leave he came over and I thought he was just going to say goodbye but he gave me a business card and said I should call him tomorrow. Okay, Arnie. Can't wait to hear more witty gems about how dreadful my life sounds to you, with your month-long vacations.
Tonight I put the leftovers we don't like right in the front for Aunt Elaine to eat, and hid the good leftovers in the back, buried behind food she won't touch, like apples and veggies.
At the dinner Josh was on one side of me and some old man was on the other side. He had just gotten back from three and a half weeks of being in Hawaii with his wife, who has an old lady hairstyle. He asked me what my summer plans are and when I told him that I work as a hostess at a diner he said, "Well that sounds just dreadful."
How are you supposed to answer that? Thank you? It's not? I looked at his wife hoping she would say something helpful but she just repeated him. "Oh yes, simply dreadful." Thanks, guys. You know just how to make a person feel good. After that I kind of ignored him and the next time Josh got up I slid into his seat, switching us so I wasn't next to the guy anymore.
When everyone was getting ready to leave he came over and I thought he was just going to say goodbye but he gave me a business card and said I should call him tomorrow. Okay, Arnie. Can't wait to hear more witty gems about how dreadful my life sounds to you, with your month-long vacations.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Beyond furious!
We came home last night with enough food for three people for two dinners. Aunt Elaine ate all our leftovers while we were at school. BITCH!
Monday, April 6, 2009
Slow sunday
Yesterday I worked nine hours because the weekday hostess owed me a shift for covering for her last week, so she worked this morning for me. That means today I didn't have to work at all. It felt very luxurious. I didn't realize how rushed my weekends feel normally when I work Saturdays and Sundays.
Josh wanted to take advantage, and I'm all for being taken advantage of so we met up for brunch. I told him about Deanna getting engaged and we talked about the whole married thing. It seems like such a huge way to go, such a grownup thing to do. I'm scared to go to college, and terrified to live with a boy. How could anyone want to marry a boy, forever? We wandered around in the cold looking at people, trying to guess how old they were when they got married. Josh shocked me when he said he could see us getting married when we're old, like 25 or something. I could totally stay with him forever, but I can't really think past college. 25 seems so far away.
Josh had to go home because he had old relatives visiting and his mother wanted him to put in an appearance. I met up with my friend Beatriz and she wanted to go to Sephora and Old Navy. While we were at Sephora she talked a guy who worked there into giving her a free sample of hair stuff. I tried on sparkly eyeliner. Then Beatriz and I walked out. Half a block away she opened her palm in front of me and I looked at the eyeshadow she'd stolen. We walk into Old Navy and I went to look at all the bathing suits.
After that I went to find Beatriz - she was trying on a cute shirt, but not in the dressing room, just in front of a mirror on the floor. I told her it looked racktastic, because it really did. If I tried it on and saw my boobs look that good, I'd be tempted to buy the shirt. I always wind up with boring t-shirts. When they get too small they go to Dani, but if they didn't, I'd tart them up by cutting them into v-necks and stuff.
It started getting close to dinnertime and I had to leave. We walked out and went to the train. Beatriz was holding her jacket, and I asked wasn't she cold? She handed me her jacket, and I could feel it was bunched up funny. I put my hand up the sleeve and my heart sank as I felt the booby shirt. Embarrassed to say I was sad not because Beatriz stole it but because I was sad and jealous she had the cute shirt and I didn't.
Called Danielle and told her to get Alex and meet me in Brooklyn for fire family dinner. We got there just on time and it was really fun. They have a Wii and we played for a while. The husband guy told us he is trying out being vegetarian and hoped we didn't mind. Visions of like dry tofu floated into my head but it turned out being vegetarian just means you put spinach into your baked ziti and that's it. Hell, I'll do that next time I make ziti.
They sent us home with a lot of leftovers. I'm very excited. Not just the ziti but also garlic bread and homemade cookies. There's definitely enough for like two nights of dinners. Except for the stealing today was a really good day.
Josh wanted to take advantage, and I'm all for being taken advantage of so we met up for brunch. I told him about Deanna getting engaged and we talked about the whole married thing. It seems like such a huge way to go, such a grownup thing to do. I'm scared to go to college, and terrified to live with a boy. How could anyone want to marry a boy, forever? We wandered around in the cold looking at people, trying to guess how old they were when they got married. Josh shocked me when he said he could see us getting married when we're old, like 25 or something. I could totally stay with him forever, but I can't really think past college. 25 seems so far away.
Josh had to go home because he had old relatives visiting and his mother wanted him to put in an appearance. I met up with my friend Beatriz and she wanted to go to Sephora and Old Navy. While we were at Sephora she talked a guy who worked there into giving her a free sample of hair stuff. I tried on sparkly eyeliner. Then Beatriz and I walked out. Half a block away she opened her palm in front of me and I looked at the eyeshadow she'd stolen. We walk into Old Navy and I went to look at all the bathing suits.
After that I went to find Beatriz - she was trying on a cute shirt, but not in the dressing room, just in front of a mirror on the floor. I told her it looked racktastic, because it really did. If I tried it on and saw my boobs look that good, I'd be tempted to buy the shirt. I always wind up with boring t-shirts. When they get too small they go to Dani, but if they didn't, I'd tart them up by cutting them into v-necks and stuff.
It started getting close to dinnertime and I had to leave. We walked out and went to the train. Beatriz was holding her jacket, and I asked wasn't she cold? She handed me her jacket, and I could feel it was bunched up funny. I put my hand up the sleeve and my heart sank as I felt the booby shirt. Embarrassed to say I was sad not because Beatriz stole it but because I was sad and jealous she had the cute shirt and I didn't.
Called Danielle and told her to get Alex and meet me in Brooklyn for fire family dinner. We got there just on time and it was really fun. They have a Wii and we played for a while. The husband guy told us he is trying out being vegetarian and hoped we didn't mind. Visions of like dry tofu floated into my head but it turned out being vegetarian just means you put spinach into your baked ziti and that's it. Hell, I'll do that next time I make ziti.
They sent us home with a lot of leftovers. I'm very excited. Not just the ziti but also garlic bread and homemade cookies. There's definitely enough for like two nights of dinners. Except for the stealing today was a really good day.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Buzzed but with gossip
This girl Deanna in my grade got engaged. ENGAGED. Like with a ring and everything. Of course maybe it's fake, I don't know. How can you agree to marry someone now? She pranced around the party tonight, flashing her ring at everyone. Borrowed every phone that got put down and took a picture with it (which was actually kind of funny).
There was something else. shit i forgot. oh! I turned in my first essay to the other english teacher. He gave me a B and a lot of constructive criticism. I can totallly work with this guy. Wish we'd set this up in the beginning of the year but whatevs.
Very tired. Sort of drunk. Sleep.
There was something else. shit i forgot. oh! I turned in my first essay to the other english teacher. He gave me a B and a lot of constructive criticism. I can totallly work with this guy. Wish we'd set this up in the beginning of the year but whatevs.
Very tired. Sort of drunk. Sleep.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Now I officially need my mommy
It turns out I can get myself into a college without her. I can even get myself into two colleges since Hunter told me today I can come there if I want. What I can't do by myself is figure out which one to go to. They cost the same amount I think, so it's not like just choosing the less expensive school. Haven't figured out a major yet, so I can't pick the better school for that major. Can't pick a school based on location, because they're both CUNY.
Hunter has way more girls than guys. Queens has way fewer undergrads than Hunter. I don't know what little details matter and which ones don't.
Will it matter which one I pick? Somebody should swoop down and tell me what to do. I have a headache, so am taking tylenol and going to sleep for three and a half hours.
Hunter has way more girls than guys. Queens has way fewer undergrads than Hunter. I don't know what little details matter and which ones don't.
Will it matter which one I pick? Somebody should swoop down and tell me what to do. I have a headache, so am taking tylenol and going to sleep for three and a half hours.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Strawberry smiles
Alex is definitely not going to that boy's bar mitzvah. Luckily he's not mad at her (and she's not mad at me) and she went to his house after school today. While I was at work I got a call from Alex saying she'd been invited to stay for dinner, asking if she could stay. It worked out perfectly timing-wise and Dani came with me to pick Alex up.
Danielle met me at work and we went to the boy's house from there. When we arrived the mother asked if we could stay for dessert. Free food? Hell yeah! She'd made this fancy layered strawberry thing with tons of whipped cream that was really good. I think there was like , maybe angel food cake in it? All of us loved it, so I have to figure out how to make this strawberry thing.
It turns out she is an orthodontist. Said all three of us have the same smile. Told her husband to drive us home. It's very embarrassing when a grownup is uncomfortable dropping us off where we live. I told Alex she has to go back and find out about the strawberry dessert.
Danielle met me at work and we went to the boy's house from there. When we arrived the mother asked if we could stay for dessert. Free food? Hell yeah! She'd made this fancy layered strawberry thing with tons of whipped cream that was really good. I think there was like , maybe angel food cake in it? All of us loved it, so I have to figure out how to make this strawberry thing.
It turns out she is an orthodontist. Said all three of us have the same smile. Told her husband to drive us home. It's very embarrassing when a grownup is uncomfortable dropping us off where we live. I told Alex she has to go back and find out about the strawberry dessert.
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