I was very brave today.
I dropped out of school and I told my roommate about it and about my other job that I have an interview for. I got my mail and my bank card. Which is awesome.
My roommate was really cool about it. She was very sympathetic about me not being able to go when I told her that I had to drop out she felt bad for me. I feel A LOT better. So now I am going to downtown to do some errands.
Friday, January 18, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Okay... what's plan D?
Okay...
So things have changed drastically in the past couple days.
Chapter One.
I went to school and I found that it WAS A LOT like my high school and that was disappointing to me. The teachers were very unorganized. Because when I went to my first class and found out that I was supposed to get a syllabus when I signed up for the class. But I didn't. So I came to class with NO supplies or materials. Luckily for me, I guess, I wasn't the only one who was uninformed. There obviously was some communication error with the registrar and the teachers or something.
I also found out that my school cost a lot of money. Money that I wouldn't be able to pay back until I was at least 90 years old. Plus the amount that it turned out to be was so much and that wasn't per year. It was per SEMESTER! So I was kind of in shock on how much the school really costed. What I realized though was that there wasn't ANY cost of attendance information on the website... AT ALL. When I was looking up the school I thought that was odd but I think I know why now. They wanted people to attend so bad that they didn't want to put a price up because it would frighten people away with how much it costed. They also changed their requirements for acceptance right before I sent my portfolio. Which was also odd to me and now I know why. I think the school is dying. So they need as much money as they could get to keep it running.
Personally... I don't want to pay a large sum of money to go back to my high school. That just seems silly to me. It's kind of too bad because I really like the curriculum. Especially for animation. I really like how it was structured. I also LOVE one on one teaching. Because that really helps me out with the extra focused attention. Oh well.
Another thing... the school is really small. Like REALLY REALLY small. If you put both campuses together (they split up the campuses since there wasn't enough room on the main campus) that would make about HALF of my high school. I'm serious. It's that small.
And so after all that shit I went through to get in and the financial aid troubles I am dropping out. After tomorrow I will no longer be a student of LCAD.
Chapter two
My apartment is small. It is a one bedroom which is okay I guess. I can live with that but what sucks about it is that there are a lot of problems with it. Like the smoke detector... it likes to beep every once in a while. We got the battery fixed in one of them but the other one beeped for a little while today. Which was confusing.
The stove likes to move around a little bit. Like if you open the oven door it will move forward. The balcony doesn't have a gutter so all the leaves from the trees gets blown on the balcony and just sits there.
The kitchen sink's water doesn't get very hot right away unless you crank it over and then it's too hot so it can't cool down. The dishwasher can't wash dishes... so it just steams them. There are occasionally ants; not in the kitchen thankfully. The worst part about this whole thing is that I signed the fucking lease. So I am stuck here for five months.
I also feel trapped because public transportation comes like every 30-40 minutes. Which sucks. So I haven't left the house much since I've been here. I have also been skipping class. I am going to be dropping out anyway so there isn't really much point in going. I haven't figured out how I am going to get enough money to be able to motor around. So I have been putting off looking for other work until tomorrow because I am conserving my cash. That way I'll be able to do all my errands in one fell swoop. Unfortunately the apartment is so far up the road that one can't really walk down it because there isn't a sidewalk since the road is so narrow.
The complex it's self is HUGE. It reminds me of my friend's apartment building with how large it is. There are TWO POOLS! A basketball court and a volleyball court, a common room and several laundry rooms. It's crazy. I think it's too big for them to handle and the people in the loan office are very... weird... with how they deal with things I suppose. They were just odd when I was there. Californians... *sigh*
I really like my roommate though. I believe I have stated this before but I really do enjoy her company. There are some things that I haven't told her... Like signing the lease... because she needs to sign it too otherwise I can't get the mail keys and common room keys. I don't know why that is so hard to mention that I signed it and I know that she'll be okay with going up there to put her name down on paper. Because she has done it before. I just feel bad. Because the shit storm is about to begin.
Chapter three
I am going to stay here in Laguna Beach for five months however. Since I have that fucking lease (and it ends in may) and that is the only noose around my neck at this point. I do have a job interview at a grocery store on Saturday which I am going to tell them that I am going to be working full time instead of part time. And if I start at 8.00 an hour that will help me pay the rent and the bills.
I haven't told my roommate that I am getting another job because she got me a job at the Laguna Culinary school as a dishwasher... But I can't do that job because it's a "don't call us, we'll call you" type of job. For the amount of rent that I need to be making that is not stable work. So at the moment I am trying to have all my bases covered. I want to tell her about the other job when I for sure have it. But I need to tell her about the lease thing either today or tomorrow so that I can get my bank card. I don't know how long it's sat there in that mail box and I don't know what else I have awaiting me in there.
Chapter Four
So after the five months are up I am going to be moving my shit elsewhere. I am looking at going to Santa Monica Community College just so until I can establish residency. Then from there I can go to a four year school like Fullerton or something. Then it wouldn't cost so much money.
But besides that my uncle is going to finish teaching me how to drive some weekend. So that I can get my license. My roommate told me where the easiest place to take the test is. I am definitely going to go there and ace the test.
So after much thinking the plan is:
Thank you.
So things have changed drastically in the past couple days.
Chapter One.
I went to school and I found that it WAS A LOT like my high school and that was disappointing to me. The teachers were very unorganized. Because when I went to my first class and found out that I was supposed to get a syllabus when I signed up for the class. But I didn't. So I came to class with NO supplies or materials. Luckily for me, I guess, I wasn't the only one who was uninformed. There obviously was some communication error with the registrar and the teachers or something.
I also found out that my school cost a lot of money. Money that I wouldn't be able to pay back until I was at least 90 years old. Plus the amount that it turned out to be was so much and that wasn't per year. It was per SEMESTER! So I was kind of in shock on how much the school really costed. What I realized though was that there wasn't ANY cost of attendance information on the website... AT ALL. When I was looking up the school I thought that was odd but I think I know why now. They wanted people to attend so bad that they didn't want to put a price up because it would frighten people away with how much it costed. They also changed their requirements for acceptance right before I sent my portfolio. Which was also odd to me and now I know why. I think the school is dying. So they need as much money as they could get to keep it running.
Personally... I don't want to pay a large sum of money to go back to my high school. That just seems silly to me. It's kind of too bad because I really like the curriculum. Especially for animation. I really like how it was structured. I also LOVE one on one teaching. Because that really helps me out with the extra focused attention. Oh well.
Another thing... the school is really small. Like REALLY REALLY small. If you put both campuses together (they split up the campuses since there wasn't enough room on the main campus) that would make about HALF of my high school. I'm serious. It's that small.
And so after all that shit I went through to get in and the financial aid troubles I am dropping out. After tomorrow I will no longer be a student of LCAD.
Chapter two
My apartment is small. It is a one bedroom which is okay I guess. I can live with that but what sucks about it is that there are a lot of problems with it. Like the smoke detector... it likes to beep every once in a while. We got the battery fixed in one of them but the other one beeped for a little while today. Which was confusing.
The stove likes to move around a little bit. Like if you open the oven door it will move forward. The balcony doesn't have a gutter so all the leaves from the trees gets blown on the balcony and just sits there.
The kitchen sink's water doesn't get very hot right away unless you crank it over and then it's too hot so it can't cool down. The dishwasher can't wash dishes... so it just steams them. There are occasionally ants; not in the kitchen thankfully. The worst part about this whole thing is that I signed the fucking lease. So I am stuck here for five months.
I also feel trapped because public transportation comes like every 30-40 minutes. Which sucks. So I haven't left the house much since I've been here. I have also been skipping class. I am going to be dropping out anyway so there isn't really much point in going. I haven't figured out how I am going to get enough money to be able to motor around. So I have been putting off looking for other work until tomorrow because I am conserving my cash. That way I'll be able to do all my errands in one fell swoop. Unfortunately the apartment is so far up the road that one can't really walk down it because there isn't a sidewalk since the road is so narrow.
The complex it's self is HUGE. It reminds me of my friend's apartment building with how large it is. There are TWO POOLS! A basketball court and a volleyball court, a common room and several laundry rooms. It's crazy. I think it's too big for them to handle and the people in the loan office are very... weird... with how they deal with things I suppose. They were just odd when I was there. Californians... *sigh*
I really like my roommate though. I believe I have stated this before but I really do enjoy her company. There are some things that I haven't told her... Like signing the lease... because she needs to sign it too otherwise I can't get the mail keys and common room keys. I don't know why that is so hard to mention that I signed it and I know that she'll be okay with going up there to put her name down on paper. Because she has done it before. I just feel bad. Because the shit storm is about to begin.
Chapter three
I am going to stay here in Laguna Beach for five months however. Since I have that fucking lease (and it ends in may) and that is the only noose around my neck at this point. I do have a job interview at a grocery store on Saturday which I am going to tell them that I am going to be working full time instead of part time. And if I start at 8.00 an hour that will help me pay the rent and the bills.
I haven't told my roommate that I am getting another job because she got me a job at the Laguna Culinary school as a dishwasher... But I can't do that job because it's a "don't call us, we'll call you" type of job. For the amount of rent that I need to be making that is not stable work. So at the moment I am trying to have all my bases covered. I want to tell her about the other job when I for sure have it. But I need to tell her about the lease thing either today or tomorrow so that I can get my bank card. I don't know how long it's sat there in that mail box and I don't know what else I have awaiting me in there.
Chapter Four
So after the five months are up I am going to be moving my shit elsewhere. I am looking at going to Santa Monica Community College just so until I can establish residency. Then from there I can go to a four year school like Fullerton or something. Then it wouldn't cost so much money.
But besides that my uncle is going to finish teaching me how to drive some weekend. So that I can get my license. My roommate told me where the easiest place to take the test is. I am definitely going to go there and ace the test.
So after much thinking the plan is:
- Drop out of LCAD
- Work ass off at the grocery store
- Finish learning how to drive
- Stay here in Laguna Beach for five months
- Enroll in a Santa Monica community college
- Move back up to LA
- Hopefully have a car... (maybe not)
- Work ass off part time somewhere
- Live in an apartment either in or out of Santa Monica
- Save money for the college that I want to transfer to
Thank you.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
I have been having mixed feelings about this whole moving thing. I guess I feel lonely and now trapped because I am now on the lease with someone I sort of know. I kind of feel like I am invading her home and her space since none of my things have a place. They are all sort of stacked in the living room. I know that we are going to rearrange everything soon but I just feel like... I am alone here. I left most of my family behind and I miss everything already. Which I never thought I would but I do. But I know if I went back I would just be a failure. I would have given up on my dream and sulked back to the rain and the cold. I don't want that to happen.
I guess I am having a hard time adjusting. Doing this whole thing makes me want to return to where I am familiar with the area; where I am safe. Being here in California I feel naked and cold despite the weather. Since I don't know where I am and I'm unfamiliar with the terrain and the territory. I am having trouble saying that this is my home now. Because it doesn't feel like it.
Despite all these negative feelings I know in my heart that after a few months of work and hopefully school I'll be able to make some friends and have a good time here. I mean I only have two more days. Then I can hopefully busy my self enough so that I can forget about being alone. I just miss everyone and I love them all.
I really like my roommate however. She is really nice. She happens to be a Libra to my surprise. So... it is going to be kind of like living with my sister only more low-key.
But she does have her own life and a boyfriend so she's kind of been in and out...
Back to the bad news... I might not be able to go to school because my financal aid got all fucked up I fixed it during the week to see if the numbers would go through but I get the feeling that the government won't catch it until it is way later and that would complicate things. But this whole thing started because I input the wrong amount in my mom's income and they didn't see that it was wrong so they thought that she would be able to give 6,300.00 but she can't because of the amount of income that she makes. So now there is that much money left to deal with and so far it's not getting paid.
I changed the numbers but I honestly think that they won't be able to catch it until later. Because it's the government.
My mom is willing to take out the loan but she needs to know if the numbers have changed which I don't think it has. So... I either try and pay the school back on a payment plan. Or... try and see if I can't borrow more money or... not go to school this term and go to school in the fall and just work the spring and summer. I would prefer not to do plan c... because it sucks. So I am going to work on trying to get more financial aid. Hopefully so that my mom doesn't have to pay that much back.
I guess I am having a hard time adjusting. Doing this whole thing makes me want to return to where I am familiar with the area; where I am safe. Being here in California I feel naked and cold despite the weather. Since I don't know where I am and I'm unfamiliar with the terrain and the territory. I am having trouble saying that this is my home now. Because it doesn't feel like it.
Despite all these negative feelings I know in my heart that after a few months of work and hopefully school I'll be able to make some friends and have a good time here. I mean I only have two more days. Then I can hopefully busy my self enough so that I can forget about being alone. I just miss everyone and I love them all.
I really like my roommate however. She is really nice. She happens to be a Libra to my surprise. So... it is going to be kind of like living with my sister only more low-key.
But she does have her own life and a boyfriend so she's kind of been in and out...
Back to the bad news... I might not be able to go to school because my financal aid got all fucked up I fixed it during the week to see if the numbers would go through but I get the feeling that the government won't catch it until it is way later and that would complicate things. But this whole thing started because I input the wrong amount in my mom's income and they didn't see that it was wrong so they thought that she would be able to give 6,300.00 but she can't because of the amount of income that she makes. So now there is that much money left to deal with and so far it's not getting paid.
I changed the numbers but I honestly think that they won't be able to catch it until later. Because it's the government.
My mom is willing to take out the loan but she needs to know if the numbers have changed which I don't think it has. So... I either try and pay the school back on a payment plan. Or... try and see if I can't borrow more money or... not go to school this term and go to school in the fall and just work the spring and summer. I would prefer not to do plan c... because it sucks. So I am going to work on trying to get more financial aid. Hopefully so that my mom doesn't have to pay that much back.
Monday, January 7, 2008
So.
I met with my rommie and she is really cool. She's got a gamecube an N-64 and a X-Box plus with my PS2 we are going to be set. I wonder if she has Halo...
Anyway. She has blue hair and she is into animation and she likes Vasquez and stuff so there really isn't much else to say besides I think we will get along.
Which is the important thing. and she has a kitty. His name is Rasta. He is really cute and a very mellow kitty. The other important thing that I am working on is finding work. Which after my orientation I have all fucking week to do it.
The thing about this situation is that I knew that it would turn out alright. The thing about my parents is that they have no patience. The apartment is really cool and spacious. I mean it is small... but the ceilings are big and it has a nice view of the trees. and the giant canyon. Holy shit. At least I won't have to worry about a tsunami because even if the water made it through the first half of the canyon the apartment building is on top of a freaking hill. I don't think I am in any danger. Not like I want to manifest a situation or anything.
Anyway. Just got the Paprika soundtrack... that movie is seriously a mind fuck man... I kind of want to see it again so that I can understand what is going on. But the soundtrack is hypnotic. I couldn't help but get sucked into the music every time and after I saw the fucking movie I heard the music replaying in my head. Until I listened to it again. O__O. What a weird anime. damn.
I am bored now. Your explanations bore me. I am going now.
I met with my rommie and she is really cool. She's got a gamecube an N-64 and a X-Box plus with my PS2 we are going to be set. I wonder if she has Halo...
Anyway. She has blue hair and she is into animation and she likes Vasquez and stuff so there really isn't much else to say besides I think we will get along.
Which is the important thing. and she has a kitty. His name is Rasta. He is really cute and a very mellow kitty. The other important thing that I am working on is finding work. Which after my orientation I have all fucking week to do it.
The thing about this situation is that I knew that it would turn out alright. The thing about my parents is that they have no patience. The apartment is really cool and spacious. I mean it is small... but the ceilings are big and it has a nice view of the trees. and the giant canyon. Holy shit. At least I won't have to worry about a tsunami because even if the water made it through the first half of the canyon the apartment building is on top of a freaking hill. I don't think I am in any danger. Not like I want to manifest a situation or anything.
Anyway. Just got the Paprika soundtrack... that movie is seriously a mind fuck man... I kind of want to see it again so that I can understand what is going on. But the soundtrack is hypnotic. I couldn't help but get sucked into the music every time and after I saw the fucking movie I heard the music replaying in my head. Until I listened to it again. O__O. What a weird anime. damn.
I am bored now. Your explanations bore me. I am going now.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Wow...
I have had one hell of a roller coaster ride let me tell ya.
I can't really say that LA hasn't been anything but an adventure. Although it is far from over. I still have to meet with my roommate and see the apartment. Honestly... I am worried about this whole thing. Since I don't have a lot of money I am trying to pay for rent which is going to be really expensive. I am also sharing a room which will make the difference on what I should be spending my money on. I have to keep in mind that it is almost 800 dollars a month. and it is due the first of the month. So I need to find work as soon as possible. I might have to commute. But we shall see. I can still say no. But a part from sharing a room... it sounds like I could get along with her.
oh fuck! I also don't know when I can move in... shit... I didn't think about that. I am gonna have to ask her mom or my roommate when I get the chance. Hopefully it can be as soon as tomorrow.
I fucking hope so.
This has been quite the adventure.
I have had one hell of a roller coaster ride let me tell ya.
I can't really say that LA hasn't been anything but an adventure. Although it is far from over. I still have to meet with my roommate and see the apartment. Honestly... I am worried about this whole thing. Since I don't have a lot of money I am trying to pay for rent which is going to be really expensive. I am also sharing a room which will make the difference on what I should be spending my money on. I have to keep in mind that it is almost 800 dollars a month. and it is due the first of the month. So I need to find work as soon as possible. I might have to commute. But we shall see. I can still say no. But a part from sharing a room... it sounds like I could get along with her.
oh fuck! I also don't know when I can move in... shit... I didn't think about that. I am gonna have to ask her mom or my roommate when I get the chance. Hopefully it can be as soon as tomorrow.
I fucking hope so.
This has been quite the adventure.
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
So. It's December.
Only three n' a half weeks until I leave. Which is awesome. Since I am getting sick of this crap that I have to deal with at home. In fact I wrote about it last night on my other journal...
"In the words of Spider Jerusalem
I HATE IT HERE!
I am sick of the festering passive aggressive bullshit. I am just done. I hate being manipulated by it, and guilt tripped by it! I am sick of it. FUCK!
Here’s the story:
I was making food for my sister and I; steak and shrimp. It was obviously missing something... So I thought "Hey! How about some rice?!" There was still rice in the rice cooker when I wandered to it. I didn't know how long my stepmother left it there... so I threw it out, since I was going to make new rice. Mind you this was 10 a clock at night so she probably made it when she got home and left it there... with the lid on it. But then I remembered that we had potatoes that we needed to use. So we had potatoes with our steaks. Not the best steaks that I’ve made but they were pretty decent.
Next fucking day... I'm trying to leave to go to work and my step mother wants to talk to me... I told her that I was in a hurry and I had to go. So I left for work. After work I call my sister and ask her if she has talked to my step mom at all… like about what she wanted to speak to me about. What my sister told me I would remember for a long time.
She said that my step mom came up to her and asked her if she threw out the rice. My sister of course said no but it didn't really do anything because my step mother started CRYING! Yep. FUCKING CRYING! I couldn't believe what I had heard. This was the STUPIDEST thing for someone to cry over. I mean if it was a fucking three course meal that she slaved hours over and someone threw it out I could see someone crying over that. But it was just OLD RICE.
Now don't get me wrong. I know that she doesn't like to waste food and I don't either... but if she fucking stored it properly in the first place it wouldn't be FUCKING WASTED! So I get home grab some of my sister's dinner that she made for us and... low and behold the fucking confrontation.
So I am about to leave the kitchen when she wants to talk to me. I knew this was coming. I knew that sooner or later I had to fucking do this. She asked me about the rice and I told her the truth. I said that I didn't know how long the rice sat there and I was going to make new rice then decided to have potatoes instead. She got all upset with me. I told her over and over that I didn't know how long the rice sat there and I was trying to be food safe and she told me all this bullshit about taking that rice that she made the night before to work with her... THAT RICE WOULD SIT OVER NIGHT AND PLUS THE AMOUNT OF HOURS UNTIL SHE TOOK IT TO WORK WITH HER. Now there was a possibility of not getting a food borne illness. But it sat there covered and cooled off slowly. I had no idea.
She said that she made the rice last night and she didn't know why I threw it away. I TRIED to explain it to her in simple words and in a nice tone as possible why I did it. OH MAN! I was shaking so much from the anger of it all. I was really trying to keep it together. She also fished an onion out of the trash. Mind you I was tried and hungry and I guess too lazy to put that onion in the fridge... yes I know, hate me… I lied about the onion because at that point I just didn’t want to fucking deal. but it was the fact that she fished it out of the trash and actually USED IT FOR DINNER THAT NIGHT!
My dad recently just got over the "Flu" which I knew was food poisoning but this incident just confirmed it. She doesn't practice basic food safety. I really do understand where she is coming from on the wasting food thing but... eating healthy to me is more important. Which brings me to another thing. She will leave things to ROT in the fridge. I will come down hoping for a nice apple sometimes. Instead I get green and grey fur attaching itself to the rest of the "once delicious" produce. You think that's nasty? I've got tons of those stories. Like defrosting chicken or fish in the sink and the cats jumping up and licking it and pawing at it. She also lets tomatoes ROT on the counters. yeah. nasty.
Anyway. So next time what she wants me to do is put the nasty rice that I find into the fridge for them to eat later if I so choose to use the rice cooker or clean it. Fine. Whatever. Apparently this was a personal blow to her and she was super offended. Now she is playing the passive aggressive game with me. Well I can tell you I am sick of playing it with my dad and I am sick of playing it with my dad's mom so I am pretty much at the end of my rope here. No more bullshit.
You know what she did that's kind of funny. She talked loudly about us in chinese to her friend on the internet about us. Which is hilarious since we can't understand what she is saying. So... I am not taking it personally. Neither is my sister.
It was just irritating talking to a brick wall. I mean I kept telling her my reasons and the facts and why I threw the FUCKING RICE AWAY! But she would not hear it. I have a food handler’s card so… I know what I am fucking talking about since I practice safe food handling (Apparently she does too. Which is a frightening thought when you think about it) So after this little incident I am NEVER eating another thing she makes. EVER.
FUCK. "
Yeah. I am sick of this crap. I am soooo glad I am leaving.
So I think I am being moved back to my other store on Monday. Which makes me happy and means that I will be able to say goodbye to all the customers that are there and want to see me before I am done working there. I have to say that this past few weeks at the other store really made me think about what I had and took for granted. Like having plumbing... because that is awesome. The bad thing is that I am going to have to deal with the bug-eyed girl when I come back. Meh. Whatever. It will be my last two weeks. If it all goes as planned...
There are other things but I have to go to work.
Jaa Mata!
Only three n' a half weeks until I leave. Which is awesome. Since I am getting sick of this crap that I have to deal with at home. In fact I wrote about it last night on my other journal...
"In the words of Spider Jerusalem
I HATE IT HERE!
I am sick of the festering passive aggressive bullshit. I am just done. I hate being manipulated by it, and guilt tripped by it! I am sick of it. FUCK!
Here’s the story:
I was making food for my sister and I; steak and shrimp. It was obviously missing something... So I thought "Hey! How about some rice?!" There was still rice in the rice cooker when I wandered to it. I didn't know how long my stepmother left it there... so I threw it out, since I was going to make new rice. Mind you this was 10 a clock at night so she probably made it when she got home and left it there... with the lid on it. But then I remembered that we had potatoes that we needed to use. So we had potatoes with our steaks. Not the best steaks that I’ve made but they were pretty decent.
Next fucking day... I'm trying to leave to go to work and my step mother wants to talk to me... I told her that I was in a hurry and I had to go. So I left for work. After work I call my sister and ask her if she has talked to my step mom at all… like about what she wanted to speak to me about. What my sister told me I would remember for a long time.
She said that my step mom came up to her and asked her if she threw out the rice. My sister of course said no but it didn't really do anything because my step mother started CRYING! Yep. FUCKING CRYING! I couldn't believe what I had heard. This was the STUPIDEST thing for someone to cry over. I mean if it was a fucking three course meal that she slaved hours over and someone threw it out I could see someone crying over that. But it was just OLD RICE.
Now don't get me wrong. I know that she doesn't like to waste food and I don't either... but if she fucking stored it properly in the first place it wouldn't be FUCKING WASTED! So I get home grab some of my sister's dinner that she made for us and... low and behold the fucking confrontation.
So I am about to leave the kitchen when she wants to talk to me. I knew this was coming. I knew that sooner or later I had to fucking do this. She asked me about the rice and I told her the truth. I said that I didn't know how long the rice sat there and I was going to make new rice then decided to have potatoes instead. She got all upset with me. I told her over and over that I didn't know how long the rice sat there and I was trying to be food safe and she told me all this bullshit about taking that rice that she made the night before to work with her... THAT RICE WOULD SIT OVER NIGHT AND PLUS THE AMOUNT OF HOURS UNTIL SHE TOOK IT TO WORK WITH HER. Now there was a possibility of not getting a food borne illness. But it sat there covered and cooled off slowly. I had no idea.
She said that she made the rice last night and she didn't know why I threw it away. I TRIED to explain it to her in simple words and in a nice tone as possible why I did it. OH MAN! I was shaking so much from the anger of it all. I was really trying to keep it together. She also fished an onion out of the trash. Mind you I was tried and hungry and I guess too lazy to put that onion in the fridge... yes I know, hate me… I lied about the onion because at that point I just didn’t want to fucking deal. but it was the fact that she fished it out of the trash and actually USED IT FOR DINNER THAT NIGHT!
My dad recently just got over the "Flu" which I knew was food poisoning but this incident just confirmed it. She doesn't practice basic food safety. I really do understand where she is coming from on the wasting food thing but... eating healthy to me is more important. Which brings me to another thing. She will leave things to ROT in the fridge. I will come down hoping for a nice apple sometimes. Instead I get green and grey fur attaching itself to the rest of the "once delicious" produce. You think that's nasty? I've got tons of those stories. Like defrosting chicken or fish in the sink and the cats jumping up and licking it and pawing at it. She also lets tomatoes ROT on the counters. yeah. nasty.
Anyway. So next time what she wants me to do is put the nasty rice that I find into the fridge for them to eat later if I so choose to use the rice cooker or clean it. Fine. Whatever. Apparently this was a personal blow to her and she was super offended. Now she is playing the passive aggressive game with me. Well I can tell you I am sick of playing it with my dad and I am sick of playing it with my dad's mom so I am pretty much at the end of my rope here. No more bullshit.
You know what she did that's kind of funny. She talked loudly about us in chinese to her friend on the internet about us. Which is hilarious since we can't understand what she is saying. So... I am not taking it personally. Neither is my sister.
It was just irritating talking to a brick wall. I mean I kept telling her my reasons and the facts and why I threw the FUCKING RICE AWAY! But she would not hear it. I have a food handler’s card so… I know what I am fucking talking about since I practice safe food handling (Apparently she does too. Which is a frightening thought when you think about it) So after this little incident I am NEVER eating another thing she makes. EVER.
FUCK. "
Yeah. I am sick of this crap. I am soooo glad I am leaving.
So I think I am being moved back to my other store on Monday. Which makes me happy and means that I will be able to say goodbye to all the customers that are there and want to see me before I am done working there. I have to say that this past few weeks at the other store really made me think about what I had and took for granted. Like having plumbing... because that is awesome. The bad thing is that I am going to have to deal with the bug-eyed girl when I come back. Meh. Whatever. It will be my last two weeks. If it all goes as planned...
There are other things but I have to go to work.
Jaa Mata!
Thursday, November 22, 2007
It is that holiday that we have to be thankful for.
Happy turkey day everybody.
I actually don't like this holiday because of it's history and the ignorance behind it but I do enjoy the principle of getting together with your families and feasting and being happy (At least with my family). I guess this holiday has some good morel values to it. But I guess it is a good thing to think about what we are thankful for and to remember our roots and not being selfish. Well... that is what I think about this holiday. On the plus side I get to have a four day weekend.
In other news... I've been working at the other store for the past two days. Because the bitch decided to quit and inconvenience everybody and I am apparently the only one that my boss can depend on to work there and I am the only afternoon person. But I am worried that I will have to work there for the rest of November until I my last day in December. Why? Because I fucking HATE it there! There is no plumbing and the customers are... snippy... and rude. I do like getting off early but I just don't like it there. I really don't want to be the fill in person there. But my boss seems to be looking for someone to fill in over there. He really shouldn't have any trouble because it is the holiday season and people are sure to be looking for work. I just know it.
And off the subject of work. I has a new compy. And not just any compy... the Mac book Pro that I need for school! YAY! It isn't fully spec.'ed (I am not sure what the proper abbreviation is for that) to what they want for animation... but... if I add more ram it should run okay with whatever program they give me. It has been kind of interesting to figure out how to run a Mac. But I am glad that I have a little time to play with it before I go to school. Plus my uncle has a Mac so he should be able to help me with any problems I might have or whatever.
Well... I think I am going to do something that relates to this holiday in some way.
Have a happy Turkey Day!
I actually don't like this holiday because of it's history and the ignorance behind it but I do enjoy the principle of getting together with your families and feasting and being happy (At least with my family). I guess this holiday has some good morel values to it. But I guess it is a good thing to think about what we are thankful for and to remember our roots and not being selfish. Well... that is what I think about this holiday. On the plus side I get to have a four day weekend.
In other news... I've been working at the other store for the past two days. Because the bitch decided to quit and inconvenience everybody and I am apparently the only one that my boss can depend on to work there and I am the only afternoon person. But I am worried that I will have to work there for the rest of November until I my last day in December. Why? Because I fucking HATE it there! There is no plumbing and the customers are... snippy... and rude. I do like getting off early but I just don't like it there. I really don't want to be the fill in person there. But my boss seems to be looking for someone to fill in over there. He really shouldn't have any trouble because it is the holiday season and people are sure to be looking for work. I just know it.
And off the subject of work. I has a new compy. And not just any compy... the Mac book Pro that I need for school! YAY! It isn't fully spec.'ed (I am not sure what the proper abbreviation is for that) to what they want for animation... but... if I add more ram it should run okay with whatever program they give me. It has been kind of interesting to figure out how to run a Mac. But I am glad that I have a little time to play with it before I go to school. Plus my uncle has a Mac so he should be able to help me with any problems I might have or whatever.
Well... I think I am going to do something that relates to this holiday in some way.
Have a happy Turkey Day!
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