A what did what??!!

It's been a long time since I posted but today really needs a post. It's freezing up here at school. All day I've been layered up against the cold. I had a tank top, a long sleeved turtle neck, a hoodie, my jacket, hat and scarf when I went out. I had just gotten back to my room a little after 6pm. I took off my layers because it was pretty damn hot in my room. I was just lounging in my tank top and sweat pants when I got a text from my friend Cory. It said :

"Car crashed into Starbucks."

I wasn't sure if I believed him until Kyle called asking me if I knew what happened. I didn't and being curious that I am I started to rush over. I forgot my layers. I just threw on my hoodie over my tank top and my jacket. I forgot my scarf, my hat, and my camera, which I had never wished to have more than I did today. I ran over to Starbucks and could not believe it. A car was in the middle of the store. Glass was everywhere, an ambulance and EMTs and the police, and firefighters were inside.Students were crowded around outside. Because I used to work there for so long my first thought was that I hope my friends are alright. I still have friends that work there and I'm close with Oscar the cashier and the managers Sandra and Jaime. Since I didn't have my camera I tried to take a few pictures with my phone. It came out pretty shitty.

I met up with Cory and Kyle and stayed out until about 930ish trying to do some reporting for The Brick, our online newspaper, about what happened and who saw it. It was a crazy day and I was freezing. My feet were numb and still hurt. We still don't have a clear story of what exactly happened yet. The driver is missing and there are a few people in the hospital with injuries. There's already an article on newspaper website.

http://www.lohud.com/article/20091210/NEWS02/91210011/-1/newsfront/Car-crashes-into-Purchase-Starbucks--injures-3

Photos were taken by my friend Sean Tomizawa and can be found on here.

On a side note -- This has been a crazy week.

Evil Evil Evil

Dentists are absolutely evil. I hate them. I'm not fond of most doctors, truthfully. I had to go to the dentist by bus today, because my mom and dad had a different doctor appointment. I usually don't mind at all about having to take public transportation, but it was really really hot. We've been having a heat wave the past few days. It's awful. I feel like I'm going to melt and I take so many showers because I can't stand sweating. Our house is so old and the wiring is so old that we can't have air conditioning, so we only have fans.

Anyway, I went to the dentist and surprisingly he was on time. Every time I've had an appointment with him he's been an hour behind. He had to fill a cavity. He said it was really big and that if it starts to hurt with the filling I'll have to get a root canal. I do NOT want that. He numbed my mouth and that shitty liar said that the novocain shot would just be a slight pinch. Total lie. That shit hurt so bad. My mouth was numb, on my left side, all the way up to my ear. I felt so awful after. Lesson of the day - dentists are pure evil.

On a side note -- I need to stop biting at my lips.

It started out nice...

My weekend started out nice and ended terribly. Let's recap.

Friday:
Kriztille slept over. It was really awesome. We say Public Enemies during the day. Great movie and Johnny is so hot in it. We walked around Forest Hills for a bit and I ended up buying a shirt at this cute little store. We came home. My mom made meatloaf for Kriztille because she loves it and later on I made daddy nachos. They're awesome. We stayed up watching random episodes of Bleach, The Great Debate, and a Swiddish movie called Let the Right One In. It's really good, and there's a book of it, so I want to read it. Gizmo loved Kriztille and kept coming over to be petted. She even slept on the bed with us.

Saturday:
We woke up early to go to Forest Hill's. I had an appointment with Sal to get my hair done and Kriz managed to get hers done as well. Her hair looks super cute. I was getting a cut and color, so he had to put the color in and let it set for 40 minutes. I fell asleep during that time, but a text from Jon woke me up. I really love my hair. It's so much shorter compared to what it was before. After Sal's we went to the mall. Kriztille was looking for a cute, dressy top and I had planned not to buy anything. That didn't happen. I ended up buying this cute, white and blue halter top at Papaya. I impressed myself with not buying anything else in other stores. Jaleesa had her hair appointment too and had been planning on meeting up with us. However her appointment took forever. Kriztille decided to go home and I went back to my house. On my walk home I stopped at Key Food to get a veggie platter for the picnic Sunday. They didn't have any. So instead I bought a cookie sheet and baked cookies. After dinner Jaleesa stopped by for an hour and a half. It was really good seeing her. I miss her a lot. After she left I started baking the cookies.

Today:
Jaleesa went back to Maryland this morning so she couldn't come to the picnic. I waited a half hour for the E train and then it turns out to be a local train, so I was late meeting up for the picnic. It was fun. There was a lot of food and everyone seemed to like my cookies. I was really tired though and I started getting a headache. Around 4 my mom calls asking what time I'll be home. I said I didn't know, but that it wasn't going to be super later because I have work in the morning. I said that I would definitely be home before 10. She made a fuss on the phone about that and we just ended the conversation. Everyone was getting ready to head over to the swing set and then later to Strawberry Fields (which I've always wanted to go). I got another text from my mom asking about when I was coming home.

So because of that and my headache I decided I should leave. I was really annoyed at my mom at this point. I was with a whole bunch of people, she knew where I was, and yet she was still being like that. However, Brenda, who never let's my mom know where she's at, is allowed to come home late or just not come home. Friday night she slept at some guys house and of course my mom doesn't say anything. So I was upset about that because it seems unfair. I got hot on my walk home so I took my sweater off and put it in my bag. I walk in and right away she asks where my sweater is. Common sense would tell her it's in the bag, but no I had to show her it was in the bag. I must have made some kind of face because she asked me if I was mad. I said no, but that I was annoyed. She asked me if I was annoyed at her and I said a little bit. She asked why and I told her. I had said I would be home before 10, but that wasn't good enough so I left early when I didn't want to.

We got into a small arguement because she said she just doesn't like me in the city late, but I was with people and it wasn't late. I eventually just went to my room because I didn't want to fight with her. I started putting my stuff away and chaged my cloths when I got that choking feeling, like when it's hard for you to swallow. Then I just started crying. I don't even really understand why. Normally it takes a lot for me to cry so getting into an arguement isn't something I cry about. I really don't get it. It didn't last long, but it made my headache worse. I hate that I have work tomorrow. I want a new job.

No side note today.

Lets try this

Ok, lets try this. I'm going to put my last three days in one post. Hopefully it wont be too long.

Sunday:
I didn't do much. Nothing that's really noteworthy. However there was an incident at the laundromat. My mom and I went to do laundry. After we had started the washers we took a seat by the video games cause that was all that was open. I didn't have a book with me so I started playing solitaire on my phone. I really love that game. This guy, maybe mid to late 30s sits down next to me. Here's what happened next.

Him: That poker?
Me: Nope, it's solitaire.
Him: You that bored that you playing solitaire on your phone.
Me: Yeah kinda, but I like solitaire.
Him: You seen Transformers?
Me: Nope
Him: Do you want to?
Me: Not really.
Him: You here with your moms?
Me: Yup
Him: What you doing after?
Me: Going home
Him: Do you have to? Don't you got any free time to yourself?
Me: I do, but I don't want to spend it with you.

Just a note for you guys. Don't try to hit on girls at a laundromat. Anyway the guy was super creepy.

Monday:
Mostly another long shitty day at work. I was on my feet most of the time and a rep brought lunch, which was nasty so I barely ate. I get into work and Susan calls me into her office. She tells me that I don't have to work on Wednesdays anymore. She didn't tell me why, but assured me that it had nothing to do with my work. Ok fine. I was annoyed, but there's really not much I can say to that. So I've decided to look for a second job. I applied to a post about Teacher Assistants at Sylvan Learning Center. I hope I get it. It'll give me good practice for when I become a teacher. After I left work I stopped at the little news store on my block for a drink. While I was in there I noticed a really fat cat just laying on the magazine stacks. It was pretty cute. I get home to find out that my mom got into a car accident while she was out. The front end of the car is totalled and we might not be able to fix the car. Thankfully my mom is ok. She's just bruised pretty badly on her chest and shoulder.

Today:
I get into work today and go into the filing room to put my bag down and start pulling charts for tomorrow's appointments. However, there was a young guy in the room already. Now I know why I no longer have Wednesdays. It infuriates me. His name is Gene, he works part times and his mother is a friend of Susan's. Can you guess why he got hired? He works Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays (which I was never offered when I was interviewed.) Maybe if he did some work instead of complaining I wouldn't mind him being there, but he didn't do shit. Barely did any work today and complained about being bored. He also got to leave around 340. I didn't get to leave until 530, a half hour later than normal, because I got stuck assisting with epis again. It just pisses me off.

On a side note -- I really hope my body isn't becoming used to getting up early. Everyday that I didn't have work last week (Thurs, Fri, Sat, and Sun) I woke up first at 8ish and then again around 10am. I miss sleep. I haven't had a day where I could sleep however long I wanted. I really hope I can sleep in tomorrow without my stupid body waking up.