Closing

I don't want to go to work. Don't want to stay here. I want to go to the beach! Yeah! That sounds awsome! Goin out to the beach and relaxing with a good book and my camara. I'm supposed to be starting my vacation tomorrow. Damn me and being so flippen nice! I wish I didn't volenteer to work the extra day. Ah well. Hopefully my medicine will work out to where I stop being so sick so I can actualy enjoy my week off.

Boats of Coffee

I need to get tired! If I work late in the day, than have to go to work early the next day...It's always me watching the insomniac theater at 2am. It's ok, because it's giving me an excuse to get coffee! Oh how I love my coffee! Which I believe I will be getting a massive tub of tomorrow If I don't get into bed soon. Ah well, What else is there to do tomorrow but work and eat. It's all over rated. Is that sad that I've started to think like that? There's no real point anymore. All I worry about is not screwing myself over for the time later in life when things might actually be worth working for. I'm to easily frazzled. I need to work on that.

Don't let me get this bored again!

Because I do things like turn this...



Into This...

Marathon of Change

What is it that drives people to want to be beautiful? What's wrong with being superficial? What's wrong with not being superficial? I wanted so much to be that sought after thing, all the while, never realizing, that's what everybody wants. There are the chasers and the chased all the while the entire point is to not end up alone at the end of the game. Is there such as a thing not playing?

True

Im sitting here eating some of the best pie ever! Black Tie, from Olive garden. It's a wonderful break from my stressing over money and my cell. I need to clean my room and we can add my car to that list too. However, still hopefull over my days off. Tomorrow I will be babysitting for a friend and that's always fun because it's a nice few hours to relax, watch movies, and play with my laptop. I need to get my shit clean around here, there is such a mess around me right now. Maybe Before and After pictures are in order...I wish my cell phone was working! I really really wish it was. I need to call, I placed a claim on my insurence on it, but they still havent contacted me. Whatever, maybe i'll just buy a new one.

Deleter

I start to write, than I delete, I write, than delete, more could be read into this, but it's impossible for me to grip that meaning with letting it all go before that. I have endless opportunities to be who I want to be, but I seem to choose the same one day after day. I need a vacation! I need an adventure out of the normal. I want to lay out in the sun, drink margarita's, shop in ritzy stores, and go dancing in the heat of the night. I have a plan...If I loose some weight, I will treat myself. I will treat myself to a fruitful vacation. Hawaii! I will loose the weight by not eating out and the money I will save from not eating out, I will use to go to Hawaii. I need to do something! I need to make my life better. No more awful, awkward days at work where all I want to do is either die or get robbed because that at least might make the day better...I have this odd budding sense to become somewhat fruitful in my makings.

Why am I so Negative?

I need to learn how not to spend all of my money! I'm once again poor. I hate it.

Get over it!

It's about being too young to be happy. Everywhere I turn, people are ready to pull my life out from under me. Age hasn't meant that much to me but it should, because it means a lot to other people. I was lucky to grow up with my older sister. I was never to young to understand and even if I was, she would never say that to me. Experiences are a gift of time and lessons are how we make good use of this time. Don't talk to me like I'm an idiot only because I've lived half a life, laugh at me because I have lived the life I had, and never took advise by listening to those whom have learned before me. Re-learn your true issues and get back to me! Ok?

My way of saving $3.50

Im tired of magazines. They are great if your looking for a perfect haircut, or maybe when you where 13 and you needed some prom tips on makeup but now, all I see when I look at them is people with nothing better to do with there time. It's always a very nice looking person on the cover, perfect hair, perfect teeth, nice cloths, nice hair, airbrushed over most of the time...Than there are the headlines, " You can be perfect if you...." or " Your almost perfect but..." Than always there's that retarded " Loose 20 pounds by eating cake cake and cake!!!" so your not good not good, and than BAM! We can make you good! Buy me!" Whatever!

Your momma!

Things where just easier as children. You where never afraid to yell, there was only one bully, and everybody hated him, so you where safe if you decided to take arms against him. If and when you did do this, " talk to the hand" is a threatening offense, and if you where ever really scared, all you would have to do is threaten " I'm going to tell!" as all the eyes of the little kids eyes spark! " OH MY GOD!"

I want to live again

In his last words...

I have offended God and mankind because my work did not reach the quality it should have.
~~ Leonardo da Vinci, artist, d. 1519

Im leaving the spelling how it originally was!

I'm just reminiscing from an old blog what I have done over the past couple years


June 6, 2002
What is included on this fat list? One major obvious thing is to get
a job. I went to target and filled out an extremely long electronic application.im not a real big fan of big stores or target for that fact. But the mother has been really getting on me about my employment status. I do want some extra cash for fun. What Im really worried about is Getting cash for my extra time and not having any extra time to use it

June 11,2002...
The happiness is growing in me. Heehee....I got the job at Target!!! eeek! incredibly happy right now. Income is nice and just the factIthat i lived through the interview was gThet. the guy that interview me was young and hella funny. It made me muchcomfortablertable. THANK U GUY! He started off by asking me just to talk ovquestionsstionsIthat answeredwsered on my application and then asked medifferentffrent ones. "Tell me when a time you had to cyour youre secdule to nmake room for youre past job" Heehee, One of my more memorable days working at the theatre happend to be the day i was called in on a day i had requsted off to have me stand in the middle of the lobby for 6 hours telling or warning guests that the floor was slippery. I told him that and he found it very funny and pointed out that i WAS getting paid to do it. (somthing that i had laughed about before) He tells me that I needed to get a pee test done and then they would call me in on monday for orentation. I am guessing that means if i pass the test i got the job. He told me that my secdule was workable and i would be put as a cahsier. After i told him that i preferred working with the guest because i really enjoy helping people he wrote somthing on my paper and smiled hevely and muttered "good, great, i like that" So i dont know when i start but assuming that i pass my piss test...which i will, i will probley get going by monday.

June 20, 2002
I need to go now, this is me
realizing that its 11:35 and tomorrow is the first day of work at 10:00 in the morning.
Night.

December 1, 2003
People do some odd things to their receipts! Their are two kinds of shoppers. Those who never keep their receipts, they have no clue where they go, and in their mind, we never gave them it. And than there are the keepers. The people who will keep EVERY single kind of receipt they ever get. This includes, but is not limited to: Gas receipts, store, ATM receipts, ect, ect...blah, blah blah! There was this guest who came into the store today; she was returning a pair of shoes and some underwear. She couldn't find her receipt. She pulled out a stack of crumpled, folded and jammed slips about (no lie) 4 inches high. I almost shat myself. She muttered that I was " Fucking rediculis!" because I wouldn't return her items without a receipt. So to get back at me, she went through the stack, as slow as possible. She would look at every second one and proclaims " I have a good feeling about this one!" Than learn it wasn't it and move on. This went on for about 10 minutes. I was watching the clock out of pure boredom! Come on people, just keep your receipts! And if you decide that you don't like the Target return policy, yell at the corporation, not me! I don't run the store! For god sake, what kind of power do you think I have!


January 3, 2004
So what's new...hmm, let's see, I started a new diet. What else...Oh, I went to the doctors, turns out what my mom is calling carpul tunnel, is actually tendonitce. Something she says is because of My cashering. Wouldn't be to sad to see that part of my job go! Even though I don't cashier at all now. It's more like " Collette, come pretend your a supervisor" And it's not that I don't want to do it, but, I would LOVE a raise! I would LOVE it, ha, especially since I just bought a car! Ha, forgot that part! I bought a car last night! Pretty nice in general, I'm really happy with it. Now I can drive all over the place and stock whomever I need, or who ever Rosa may need for that matter!

Augest 8, 2004
Haha, I haven't posted in a real long time. It feels like I've been at work for the entire week. I might as well start to camp there seeing as I never get to stay home as often as I used to. I'm setteling well into my new position (Clareical, aka,a desk job). I get to go out of the store for official training next week and am very excited about that. All in all...Nothing new as of yet.

October 5, 2004
Today was supposed to be the first day I was to be in the New Napa Store training for my new position ( Guest Service Team Leader, aka superviser). As I believe I had said before the Napa Store is new...Not like only been open for a few weeks...But as in...Opens tomorrow. So I drove my ass all the way down there only to be told to come back tomorrow. Napa from here is what makes out to be 1.5hr drive. That just pissed me off. How can the executives of such a large store not have their shit together? Oh yeah...Easy, It's Target. I forgot.
Haha, I just realized...One day the store will stumble upon this and fire my ass because I am what they would call a liar, and what I would call truthfully. We shall see.