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On Friday I didn't really wanna work...I never really do even tho I didnt hafta work until 5. I laid down and attempted to sleep some more, and I did and it totally helped tho.. I was in a much better mood when I woke up. I love naps, but at the same time I dont.

Anyways...I worked up in the Skyroom. Nobody really likes to work up there b/c most of us are too short for the elevator door. So there was me and Kinlee not to far apart in height and then a girl Kayla that was actually tall enuff. But Kinlee has this way of since she's the boss everyone else gets to do the things she doesnt like to do. So she'd be the first one in the elevator so she wouldnt/couldnt do the door. So it left me there...so I'd jump and grap it until it pulled me back down to the ground. It's funny tho b/c the things she hates to do I kinda enjoy so its okay she gives me the stupid jobs. She likes to set up the place and decorate...I'd rather take it all down...so I let her decorate while I set up the chaffers and she kinda let me take over on taking down while she juss picked up her decorations (centerpieces). I think its dumb really, but whatever makes her feel betta. She also has this way of smiling at me when she thinks I'm dumb. To her I'm juss a lil' dumb girl that's slow at everything so you have to give her the simple tasks, I believe. It feels like it anyways. *shrugs* Should I be taking this abuse at work? I don't really care...is that bad? Kinlee has this way of calling people she doesn't like or thinks is stupid by their names, plain and simple. "Amealia is well...Amealia....And Jordan..well, he's so cute with his own lil' personality and uniqueness oh my gosh.." And Wednesday is just....Wednesday....

It's so obvious that Jordan likes Kinlee and Kinlee I think is kinda known for leading guys on but whadeva...he asked her out but she had to work and nobody would take her shift. He asked her out in front of everyone at the table that night they were working together. Like a dinner and a show or something. *shrugs*

But we only served 48 people so it wasn't bad they were of many different cultures! And languages, so they all had their different acsents. I mean we had the Japanese, the dutch or german people, the american, the kind of like indian people...I don't even know! But it was some type of Frontier Scientific party so they guys really turned out to be nerds...nice..but geeky. It was fun.

The only other thing that happened that night was they were trying to decide who should carve the turkey and they asked Kayla and I if we had ever done it and neither of us had so the whole kitchen like turns around and points at Kayla says like in unison, "I think Kayla should do it" and they sent me off on another errand while they explained to Kayla how to do it. I was thinking, almost screaming in my head "what does that mean?!" and so I asked them about it and Betty and Kinlee were both like "You're juss so little...your arm gets tired while carving..." blah blah. Inside my head I was like screaming, "BULLSHIz!" They choose Kayla over me b/c I'm dumb...not the stupid excuse of "your little". Little ppl can do some amazing things, I mean I've survived this job so far. Like heck your arm gets tired, esp for only 48 ppl! I asked her afterward if her arm got tired she's like, "pff whadeva, its like the easiest thing ever".

I don't wanna hear this "your too little" crap anymore. They said Shae could only carry two plates when she bused at 15 years old. I'm like I'm 17, a lil' stronger and getting stronger b/c I've been doing this job for a couple of months now! It juss made me slightly angry, and the stupid part was that I didn't even really wanna carve in the first place. Their excuses made me mad, can't they juss say, "Well we think your stupid and slow...and we dont want you to screw this up like you do everything else."??? Is that so hard? The looks you give and every other behavior towards says that, why can't you verbally say it?!?! Anyways.....

Then I went to the boys house around 10:15 and he was getting ready for bed...so ya know...I hadda help him get ready for bed and put him there... so I said goodnight and left after 11 *gasp* Bad Wednesday. I made it look like work lasted that long, poor Mutti. Then I went to bed around 12 midnight but couldnt sleep until like 12:30...I woke up around 11.

It was so annoying! I woke up and came upstairs and of course everyone has to make their "she's up before noon" comment which is so lame and quite boring now that you hear it ever since you turn 13....But then Vatti had the bus schedule and was deciding when to go, "I could go on the 12:40 bus....I guess and be there in time..." and I said I could take him to work on my way up to shopping but it's like he didn't hear me AT ALL and went on "I could go on the 1:40...oh wait, I can't go on the 1:40 that'd be to late, so I guess I HAVe to go on the 12:40..." and he trails off while walking away to put the schedule down. I know he heard and acknowledged what I said...but that was it... I asked if he juss blew me off or what and everyone on his defensive side, well Minnie anyway, defended him. *rolls her eyes* That man drives me nuts.

Then later on Minnie comes by and says, "Your face looks so much better! ARe you using that face stuff? I brought you more, I -hope- it helps." Gee thanks Min. If I didn't feel like crap before then I do now. Ya know, you need help feeling that way when your a teenager..I haven't used her stuff to be honest...and I dont really plan on using the 'more' stuff she brought to help fix my face. But it's a nice thought knowing everytime she comes she'll comment or insult my beauty or lack of. But I noticed Minnie and Breeann Law are the only ones that noticed I cut my hair that I didn't really hafta point it out to. I think Wesa did too tho....not that it's a big deal tho juss a thought.

So I ate two waffles and the boy came over, surprise, he was supposed to be at work. I took Vatti to work and the boy and I went shopping. I went for Scotts Bday and he went for a 4 yr old boy to get extra credit in his class. It was kinda annoying when it came to the whole shoe part. I picked out flashy, easy velcro shoes. But he had to go thru all of his options and use his memory of what he liked when he was 4 years old. Before all this he was complaining he didnt know much about 4 yr olds and what they like when we were in the toy section. Now all the sudden, he knows all about lil' boys and what they like for toys, shoes and clothes.

I don't really believe he can remember what shoes were his favorite when he was four but okay, and I certainly think times have changed since he was four. Flashy lights are appealing to kids and don't really annoy too many ppl. But it wasn't those two things that bugged me the most...it was the fact that I knew he was going to get the flashy shoes but I had to wait like 10 to 15 minutes for him to figger out for himself. Thats they way it always is with him, you have to have -patience- for him to figger it out for himself. Even if it's feelings..and you bluntly tell him "I feel this way b/c of this reason" and then a few minutes/days/months later he says to himself, "maybe she really does feel this way b/c of this reason" then he tells me what he's realized and I breath a sigh of relief that I'd held in for minutes/days/months/years. *rolls her eyes* I shall have patience tho to go on!

I got Scott a random sort of toys about 6 of them and wrapped them individually in a box and gave it to him...he had a party...consisting of him..his cousin Braxton and cousin Sheri and two strange kids from his class I think...He was definately overwhelmed and didn't know how to react to it all. *shrugs* I stayed for the present opening part. It was cute. He likes to talk about life more than experience so I'll juss ask him about it later b/c I had to go to work. The boy took me back to work....and by then I'm sorry but I was glad I was going away for the rest of the night. I didn't wanna deal with the boys and their different thinking patterns...I juss let them do what they said even it was kinda ridculious (like taking two cars into logan thas unneccesary).

We worked in the Sunsent Louge place for 280 while the Ballroom did like 600 or so ppl which ment the kitchen had to cook enough food for like 1,000 ppl and produce even tables, clothes, cups, silverware, chaffers etc for 1000 ppl. I was so excited to be working with Tomas instead of Kinlee or Michael, they both think I'm dumb. Everyone in catering was there unless they asked it off which was like 5 people or so. It was hecktic...and since Ballroom was first and had more ppl our party got stuck with nothing pritti much. It was juss one of those nights where nobody leaves until everyones done.

I did something stupid I guess after Tomas told me to go help with the center pieces. We were using the glass fishbowls and she told me to go around filling up the bowls with water, dip them in a bucket and put it on the table. I grabbed the edge of the bowl and put it in and when I was pulling it out it like crumbled in my hand b/c of the weight of the water. So I sat there and held a handful of glass while the rest of it dropped into my other hand and I gave it to this Amber girl? I watched it cut open my thumb and inside of my palm.. she took stuff from me and asked if I was okay..it stung for awhile and out of reaction I juss said no which was dumb...but okay. So I juss cupped my hands together and walked up to Tomas and waited for him to stop talking to others, by then I literally was holding a handful of blood.

He took me to the kitchen (great place for blood) and had the cheif take care of me kinda...I put it under water and pressed on my wounds looking for more glass but their wasnt...grabbed paper towels and put it on my hand. They stressed this whole 'hold it above your heart thing and give it lots of pressure' now I know the pressure thing stops the bleeding but whats the deal with this holding above your heart? can't you juss keep it up or put lots of pressure..I guess I was confused at the whole 'heart' issue..like I'd die if it wasn't exactly above my heart all the time. They told me to go to the office and sit and try to make it stop bleeding. I went and got a sprite and played around in the office, I got bored and thristy...My thumb would NOT stop bleeding and I finally got my palm to stop for awhile..but it started again when I tried to sterilize it...grr..so I put as much pressure as I could to stop it long enuff to put a bandaid on...then I asked for medic tape to secure the bandaids on b/c its hard to keep bandaids on certain parts of your fingers. Then I put on a glove and went back to work. He asked me if I was afraid of glass...I said no knowing that so many girls in that place would say no after such happening to them. I put out glasses on the tables after that. It kinda stung for awhile tho. But I did everything else the rest of the night.

It was dumb, after that it was like down hill from there on getting things done. I got the wrong drink in the wrong krafts so I had to fix that mistake and redo it, then I squirted water all over Shae's head and hair! I felt so bad! It was like depression then...but somehow I got over it and I didn't dwell on any of the stupid/bad things I did after that. I tried to remain positive b/c Tomas wasn't one of those "your stupid get out of the way" ppl like the other supervisors are. I did everything else normally tho.

-Everyone- like literally almost everyone from both parties ended up dropping/breaking something by the end of the night. It was like natural by the time we finished and we didn't make a big deal out of it. I think when someone else who wasn't there finds out about it like Betty, they'll make a big deal out of it. *shrugs* We had two glass bowls break, a glass, some soups bowls and yeah.....I juss started all the breaking, clumsiness. Shae dropped a spoon full of potatoes on the floor at the busing station and then dropped a fork in the garbage...that was juss funny. We found one of our glasses in the girls bathroom that had been filled with beer and smelt like cigarettes. Then the ballroom ppl walked off with our Pintas (flowers for centerpeices) It was juss kind of a bad night. We cleaned up the ballroom first and then Sunburst...then we went into the kitchen to help -find- the dishroom and put silverware away. Those poor dish ppl had to do the -whole- kitchen....literally. Every dish was like dirty...

Tomas was funny in his comments, he liked playing the dictator...and yelled commands, "Get this out of my face, I dont want to see it again!" and we were about to plate up and he said "Does anyone want soup?" (which is disgusting) and we all made faces so he said, "Screw the soup bring everything else out and plate up! Now!" It was funny...blah blah...then Michaels over there..."DONt break anymore fishbowl!! Or anything else! I mean it!!" and this one girl pipes up "Will we get fired?" and he stops and thinks about it for awhile..."No." We were all perplexed, "Why not?" and he says, "Firing any of you would make you happy at this moment in time." hehe It was a great...bad... night. We got done around 11:15 and I wanted to go to like Wally World juss for the heck of it and break a 20 so I could pay tithing...but I got this feeling I shouldn't...it was weird...it was mainly b/c I knew my Mutti was waiting up for me and worried. I figgered the Lord would forgive me if I couldn't pay my tithing (A.S.A.P.)the next day. I came home to a huge dog that like attacked me...jumped on me and pinned me to the wall until I finally got Max off me. I found Mutti wide awake to castrofize over what happened to me...she's so worried aboot the girls at night but not the boys...sheesh..:P We talked until 12 and I went to bed. I wasn't really that tired...juss sore from work and my handicap arm...

Then I woke up refreshed at 10:30ish and got a GOOD breakfast/lunch....I didn't have junk food...or cake or anything that littered the counters...I was pround until I went to church and ate some smarties and a jollyrancher...so much for healthy. I came home and had cake. I made lasgnauna with my gimp hand. Weee...We are going to set up our Christmas tree today and Minnie is coming back over! wee!

But today after Church the emergency flip out boy was there and saw my hand. He asked what I did to it in one of those tones as if you were taking someone to the hospital right -then-. I was thinking of a smart way to tell him so he wouldnt assume so many things at one time...It started out as "I cut myself.." then I changed it b/c it sounded intential and with a knife...so I said, 'I cut myself with a glass bowl." so I kinda explained it to him...and he gave me one of those looks as if he juss saw a puppy get hit by a car in the road...and I told him it wasn't that bad...I juss wanted it all sealed up so I could keep working...and then the mood changed once again to an "OH MY GOSH" look, "You kept working after that?!?!" OY vay. I kept thinking, why wouldn't I? Then I realize if something like this happened to him he'd be home in like 10 minutes flat..or else the hospital which ever one crossed his mind first.

Now it's time to eat! I love lasagna! And spaghettiii....and then to put up the tree! Screw homework! weee!

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