hi. so even though i've done the forty hour work week work every summer since 2004, this is the first summer where i'm literally working the whole eight hours... through my breaks... with a computer in my face... but seriously no time to look at pink is the new blog and/or the menu for the cafes to decide what i'll be having for lunch. my first summer, i'd literally sit for an hour straight, doing nothing, bc there was no work to be done. but yeah... all over now. and i actually did overtime last saturday. i haven't worked a saturday since jvc. it was just a couple of hours, but i did get to wear flip flops =) . my dream is to have a job where i can wear flip flops. ha... i'm dreaming of a legal job, working 60 weeks, in my havaianas. awesome.

anyways. by the time i get home im super lazy... dont want to cook... it's hard right now to use the computer too cause i've been staring at one for eight hours. i still prefer my ibook to my work laptop any day. it's been some work getting used to the right click concept once again. what's this i hear about a black apple laptop? it's hella cute. hot damn.

tomorrow i will be helping to bake eighty something cupcakes. saturday, i will help put blue cream cheese frosting on it (not bleu cheese frosting. blue cream cheese)

is it time for disneyland yet??

even tho i still get butt hurt about things... i have to say i'd prefer people be honest to me rather than just not say anything at all.. yeah the truth hurts, but there's a good way to say it... a tactful way. you odn't have to be blunt or cruel, and yeah, it may not be the nicest thing, but you don't have to overly sugarcoat things... just be straight up. i'm not about to read the tone of your voice... even if you're not interested in what i have to say, i'd rather have a response that'll signal me that you're not interested than no response at all. i just feel more respected when im spoken to... you know? and then i learn from it. i get the whole if you dont have anything nice to say, dont say anything at all... but if you're too afraid to tell me no, then who will?? and what does that teach me? i'd rather be butt hurt but feel respected rather than to be just nodded to silently. whatever.

sorry. maybe it's my hunger pangs talking.

i don't need to be surrounded by people. i just need to be surrounded by people who care about me. and i dont need attention 24/7. i just need to know that you still care. and you'll try to be there if you could. and you'll be sorry if you can't.

summer's always kinda cruel to me cause i'm away from all of the friends & the bf, and i have to work so much and i don't have any privacy cause i sleep on my sister's couch... but i always feel like i learn something new about myself during the time... plus, light rail in santa clara county has nothing on sf muni... & there's no bart here.

belle gets all the free goodies @ google. i have a google pen, a google small notebook, a google t shirt (that has the logo on the front, & then on the back it says "i'm feeling lucky")... and vitamin water and milano cookies and trident gum and a DR GRIP pen and... ORANGINA. and mocha fraps. for free ninety nine. i can't wait to visit to eat lunch there. oh, bon appetit, look at what you could be.

harrow. i work in a job that actually requires the use of white out every now and then. i actually use white out. for real. like, not for fun. and for fun, i don't mean for painty fumes inhaling, but for like... artsy fun sort of. nm. tangent there. anyways.

at the job right now. i guess you could call this my lunch break. to quote lauren from the hills "a real lunch break??". that was hilarious.

shopped like i finally got a paycheck yesterday. my hair's shorter now too. i'm thinking of putting all of my next paycheck to my credit card cause i feel a little guilty. BUT i have shoes that are practically like house slippers except they're not cause they're all trendy cause i bought them in the bad bad section of nordy's that my sister urged me into. she & my mother... bad influences for buying really cute but expensive stuff. admission: i do like nice things. which makes me very sad about wanting to go into public interest law cause it cannot pay for my nice things inclinations. why can't i help people wearing name brands?

kicked michael's a** at the horse racies @ d&b. i did it sober, too.

i heart the movie cars. i'm sure i annoyed the bf a little by whispering about all of the nascar related incidents throughout the movie. boogedy boogedy boogedy, lets go racin. (speakin of which, congrats to my 26 car on not crashing & being in the top 20.)

kenny chesney tomorrow! =D I should listen to the road & the radio nonstop from now till then to amp up. i'm listening to yahoo launch radio, and I'm stuck listening to mimi cause I've already used my 5 skips for this listening hour.

havaianas (sp? i keep messing it up...) are effin great. i want to own like nine pairs or something.

good luck to the lsat takers today.

I know this shake it off song will be in my head so annoyingly for the rest of the day... urgh. later.

harrow. i work in a job that actually requires the use of white out every now and then. i actually use white out. for real. like, not for fun. and for fun, i don't mean for painty fumes inhaling, but for like... artsy fun sort of. nm. tangent there. anyways.

at the job right now. i guess you could call this my lunch break. to quote lauren from the hills "a real lunch break??". that was hilarious.

shopped like i finally got a paycheck yesterday. my hair's shorter now too. i'm thinking of putting all of my next paycheck to my credit card cause i feel a little guilty. BUT i have shoes that are practically like house slippers except they're not cause they're all trendy cause i bought them in the bad bad section of nordy's that my sister urged me into. she & my mother... bad influences for buying really cute but expensive stuff. admission: i do like nice things. which makes me very sad about wanting to go into public interest law cause it cannot pay for my nice things inclinations. why can't i help people wearing name brands?

kicked michael's a** at the horse racies @ d&b. i did it sober, too.

i heart the movie cars. i'm sure i annoyed the bf a little by whispering about all of the nascar related incidents throughout the movie. boogedy boogedy boogedy, lets go racin. (speakin of which, congrats to my 26 car on not crashing & being in the top 20.)

kenny chesney tomorrow! =D I should listen to the road & the radio nonstop from now till then to amp up. i'm listening to yahoo launch radio, and I'm stuck listening to mimi cause I've already used my 5 skips for this listening hour.

havaianas (sp? i keep messing it up...) are effin great. i want to own like nine pairs or something.

good luck to the lsat takers today.

I know this shake it off song will be in my head so annoyingly for the rest of the day... urgh. later.