Sunday, July 18th, 11pm: So today is what... Sunday? I had work Friday, that was fun.  I worked dining room... which is picking up peoples crap they left on the tables, wiping down the tables, windex-ing the coolers, pulling items to the front of the coolers, emptying the garbage, and making sure the bathroom is clean and has paper towels ect.  Its not fun at night because the line is to the door.. so when someone is done with their ice cream, i have to get the table ready really quick cuz there is always someone looking to sit down.

Ugh. I have to call Bryan. To be continued.

Tuesday, July 20th, 11am:

I know I said to be continued, but Bryan talked for a while and by then it was like 1am, so I just went to bed. Hm… my cable went out so for right now I’m writing this on a word document because I know I’ll be too lazy later to do it.  I woke up from the phone ringing a little while ago, more like sprang out of bed because it scared the crap out of me, but nonetheless, I awoke.  I’m now eating the crumbs for a box of Frosted Mini-Wheats and (of course) drinking tea. O yeah!  So anyways.

Friday- Well I told Jill a few days eariler that I was going to play Tennis with her on friday, but I woke up and went online Friday, and I was in a chatroom with a buncha saxes in a chatroom (yes, dorky) and I decided to get the sax t-shirts done that day.(I wrote about it already in past entrees) So I couldn't play tennis.  That was just FYI.  So anyways... (Hm.. where was I...) *clears throat*(reads section above) oh yes, so at one point during my shift some kid spilt chocolate milk all of the floor (where are the parents??) and i had to mop it up of course. Later that night another little kid (parents were sitting right there and didnt even say "sorry about that" or nothin, as they usualy do) spilt water all of the floor in the same spot, which i had to mop up (we have two mops, and after u use them they just hang there so i used the 2nd mop for the water) which isn't bad because if it was sticky from the chocolate milk, then the water can "clean" it in a way. (i don't know lol)  What is weird is how many people asked me questions that night.  Because I am walking around the area where people eat and stand in line, I usually get a few questions about the ice cream or whatever.  But friday night i got about 15.  I remember one in detail. *clears throat*  There was this black lady standing in line with 2 tubs of butter pecan ice cream, and i told her that if thats all she is buying she can go to the package items line and just pay there.  She said no, she was waiting with her friend, then continued to ask me if there was any pints of butter pecan.  When this lady turned to look at me, she had a perfectly normal voice, but her hair looked like it hadn't been combed for about 2 years, by the funky colors she was wearing i guessed she must shop at goodwill (there nothing wrong with that!), and the main thing was that her left earlobe looked like it was cut into pieces... it was like hangin' there (almost like she had a buncha earrings and someone ripped them out). nasty. anyways, later that night, while checking the bathrooms for stocks of toliet paper, paper towels, the mirror is clean.. i came across urine... EVERYWHERE.. in the mens bathroom. Oh was that fun. So I got the mop that i moped up the water with (still very wet, i realized later) and headed to the bathroom with a wet floor sign.  It smelled so bad! (well of course it would)  One of those little kids that weren't being watched by their parents probably went to the bathroom alone and couldn't control his piss.  You could tell it was an attempt to use the urinal.  Well that was nasty.  So I cleaned up dining room at the end of my shift, and it was all good and well in the end... at least I didn't smell like ice cream.  O yea, Marinas party was this day and I couldn't go cuz I had work(obvsouly). I told people instead of going to a party, I had to mop up urine. hehe So true.

Saturday I woke up at about … 530am because I just so happened to have band practice from 7am-1pm (I don’t know why he just didn’t make it like 3-9 or something more when I’m alive).  Around 10am or so it started pouring for about 5 minutes, obviously we all became soaked, but it was amusing.  We started doing drill, like 6 pages, but it was fun(thats when it started pouring, pretty cool)! So after practice I went online and desperately wanted to play tennis so I harassed Jill (to make up for not being able to Friday).  She finally got up and we played tennis at some park by her grandma’s house (don’t ask why we went all the way out there lol). That was enternaining because we could hit the ball, yes, but running to the other side of the court so hit it again.. I think not! Another thing, I got sun burnt from the end of band and tennis! What the dillio? So after that I went home because Jill & Peter were going to make dinner for Greg & Sara at Peter's house. How cute *makes throwing up noises*. You people sicken me!!  hehe  So I called Bryan and he was "in the neighborhood" retrieving something his friends GF stole from him haha. So we hung out, considered bashing thoses couples dinner crap, but didn't. Went to Barnes and Nobles, hung around.  Later that night once i kicked him out lol, I went to this kid Jason's (Cindy’s friend from TNT) grad party cuz he invited me and Cindy said I should go too. Well I got there and felt totally out of place, because I know these people, but I only know them because Cindy talks about them all the time. She got out of work early and came over, then I still felt totally ignored & plus I was really tired. So I left.

Sunday I woke up late because I was so tired from Saturday with MB and all.  Well, I basically did nothing all day (I think...) for no reason. Lol I had work at 6pm so it was pointless for me to call anyone. I was going to call Nathan because I promised I would and he’s a cool kid, but there wasn’t a lot of time.  I like sleep anyways, hehe.  So I went to work Sunday night 6-close, which is about 1030. I got to be a runner on drive(making orders for the people that come in the drive-thru), and this cool girl was the casheer so that was cool. And the guys that were working that night were singing old boy bands songs or like weird oldies, and even some christmas carols the last hour or so. It was really funny, even though the manager kept threatening to write these two up (she didn't heh) because there were so many orders on fountain (the main registers orders go to fountain) that were getting backed up cuz these guys were goofin off.  Oh yea, I got there a little early before my shift so I can write down the days I have to take off (marching band comps) and I also wrote that after a certain date I can work Wednesdays (I have clarinet choir) and I can work Mondays now. So it looks like I'm gonna be getin more hours (funny cuz I wanted to quit reciently).

Finally did Sax t-shirts. Yup.. my escapade today was buying 24 black t-shirts, getting the design for the 
front and the back done, & turning it into the dudes that can do it in a week (band camp is in a week and 
2 days). Total cost: $288.  yup. So I better be getting paid back you little jerks. hehe. Well I got dumb 
work soon, and I can't go to Marinas party, so I'll leave you with a thought of the day or something.
I thought this was funny.  It's from Brenna's blog from July 7th.


" However, I have stayed updated on the blogs of the rest of the group. Greg tells half of his stories with 
cague detail, Jill hasn't updated sinve her boo came home (or since I got home for that matter), Sara 
switched to Xanga (ppsshhh we all got idssed gurl), Heather just quotes songs all the time, Peter is amish 
and doesn't believe in the power of blogificationism, Marina has a Brit for a boy toy so what does she 
need a blog for? "He softly put his Brit hands over my American shoulders and then we spoke sweet 
nothings to eachother with wicked weird accents and I couldn't understand anything that he was saying 
because I don't know what a "bloody wanker" is and he didn't understand what I was saying because 
he just looked into my deep American eyes and started to realize that not all American girls are super 
models. (Like every Euro boy does)" Trust me, none of us need to be hearing that, and Bryan never talks 
about his damn day!  It's always, "And I felt a cool southern breeze on the tip of my face. But it wasn't my 
face, it was just the shadow of my Indian grandfather who's kindred spirt is now among the doves- the 
doves which are you and I.  And now, because of his spirit and his love for begetarians, you, my dove, 
can finally be with me."  or some sentimental crap like that.  Granted, I do the same, but it would be nice 
to hear- "Yeah, so I went out to Tinley today, saw a movie with the gang, ate popcorn, sucked face 
with my girlfriend, and went home a happy boy." It would be nice if a life was that easy... Too bad it's not. "

 What? I do not quote songs all the time!! :oP

(It's just my thing, yo)


Sister, I'm not much a poet, but a criminal
And you never had a chance
Love it, or leave it, you can't understand
A pretty face, but you do so carry on, and on, and on

I wouldn't front the scene if you payed me
I'm just the way that the doctor made me, on,
and on, and on, and on
Love is the red of the rose on your coffin door
What's life like, bleeding on the floor, the floor, the floor

You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to beleive

[Chorus:]
So give me all you poison And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts And make me ill
You're running after something That you'll never kill
If this is what you want Then fire at will

Preach all you want, but who's gonna save me?
I keep a gun on the book that you gave me, hallelujah, lock and load
Black is the kiss, the touch of the serpeant sun
Beneath the mark of the scar that makes you run,
and run, and run, and run

You'll never make me leave I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe

[Chorus]


You'll never make me leave I wear this on my sleeve
You wanna follow something Give me a better cause to lead
Just give me what I need Give me a reason to beleive


[Chorus x2]
So give me all your poison And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts And make me ill
You're running after something That you'll never kill
If this is what you want Then fire at will
My Chemical Romance - Thank You For The Venom


And I call you off the run
Singing songs that make you slit your wrist
It isn't that much fun, staring down a loaded gun
So I won't stop dying, won't stop lying
If you want i'll keep on crying
Did you get what you deserve?
Is this what you always want me for?
My Chemical Romance - Cemetery Drive