Hi everybody!!!

This is where you respond: Hi Mira!!!

I'll just pretend I heard that. Anyway, how are you all? I'm but ok. Still fighting my cold thing, or whatever it is I have. Tomorrow is going to kill me, I have to be at work at 9:30, which means I have to wake up at 7:30. Yippee!!! On Saturday, I may or may not be doing a Halloween party from 12:00- 4:00. On Sunday, I'm working a birthday party from 9:45- 12:00. Busy weekend. Next Sunday is going to be fun. I'm working from 9:45- 6:00, four birthday parties with a half hour break somewhere in between. Doesn't that sound like a great day? I'm working every Sunday for the next month basically.

Can somebody explain to me why people allow their children to have swimming birthday parties in the middle of the winter? Seriously I don't get it. I mean it's an indoor pool, but still, who wants to walk around in a bathing suit when it's cold out, it's just icky to me, ya know? Also, why allow children who don't know how to swim to have a swimming birthday part? That is the one I really don't get.

I don't have much else to say. I just wanted to write something in my blog. I'm working on a new story by the way, so expect to see it sometime soon. It's about the three little pigs. If you didn't know, their names are John, Dave, and Zach. That's your preview, lol. These names and characters are not supposed to be any real people, so back off!!!

Goodbye everybody!!!

This is where you respond: Goodbye Mira!!!

Let me start out by saying... I'm sick. I'm not fall over vomiting sick, but I'm not feeling well. I haven't been feeling especially well for a while. For all of you wondering, I should be getting my period by Friday, so watch out, I'm PMSing, lol.

This weekend was not especially eventful. Friday night my boyfriend came over for dinner. I made him lemon salmon. It was actually very good. I squeezed a lemon, and cut up some dill and garlic. I took the dill and garlic and sauteed it for a bit. The I took the fish, and poured the lemon juice over it. After that I put some oil on top of the fish and followed that up with the dill and garlic. Then I turned the fish over and soaked it in the lemon juice and oil that had fallen off the top of the fish. I let it marinate in the fridge for a bit until the grill was really hot, then.... I grilled it. I know you people didn't ask for a recipe, but here it is anyway.

So, my boyfriend came over for dinner. He was exhausted so after dinner we didn't really do anything. My mom and stepdad sent me out to buy them some chai lattes from Starbucks. It's amazing how they only let me drive when they want something, it's the only time I get their cars. Ucch. Anyway, after Rich and I got the tea we just came back to my house. We were going to go bowling, but he was too tired. I think I was too, I mean I could have done it, but I woulda been tired. He slept over and on Saturday we took ourselves over to Brooklyn to see his brother's art exhibit. It was very good. After the exhibit we went over to the Long Island Railroad mall thing. Let's just call it a mall. We walked in and out of stores for a while, then went to a bar. I looked at my beer, Rich drank his beer, lol. Then we had just a dandy time trying to buy french fries at McDonald's. I have never seen a more disorganized place. It was crowded in there, there weren't enough people working and it was vaguely dirty. All we ordered was a medium french fries. We waited for about ten minutes with our ticket stub that said we were number 460. We watched 465, 463, and 462 leave. We pushed our way to the front of the mob, showed out ticket stub, only to find out that the cashier had forgotten about our order. I mean they have this number system for a reason. I guess he didn't notice that he was skipping numbers and not going in order. Maybe he can't count... hmm.... Anyway, after that fun we went back into the subway system and back to my area. We went to Santa Fe steak house. We then walked back to my house and that's it.

Today, I went to work. I was sooo tired. The party went fine. They tipped well, lol. They had good cake too. After work I stayed around for two hours just talking to people. I was too tired to go home, too tired to wait for the bus. I regained some energy and went home. Then I just sort of sat around the house. I ate dinner and now I'm going this. I'm exhausted and I don't want to be here. I need a vacation from my life. Who wants to come? So how was your weekend people?

For those of you complaining about the lack of posts, I'm sooo sorry. It's not like I have a life or anything. LOL I'm kidding really. I've been a bit busy, but I'll post something real tomorrow. Talk to you all then.

Well, it's Wednesday and I'm in a lazy mood. I was yesterday also. Actually I think I'm fighting a cold, so whatever. Let me talk about the last few days in order. Tuesday was pretty boring. I looked some things up online that I needed to do and later walked myself in the pouring rain to my father's house. In the evening my boyfriend came to pick me up and we went to see a movie, "The Departed." It was pretty good. It's one of those movies so chock full 'o details that to truly know exactly what is going on you need to see it a few times, or at least twice. The cast was great, Matt Damon, Leonardo DiCaprio, Jack Nicholson, Martin Sheen, and Mark Whalberg. This cast of tough guys put on a great show and I recommend it for those of you who like smart action/drama movies. The whole time you are trying to figure out who exactly is the bad guy, and you are left wondering if there are any true good or bad guys.

Monday was uneventful, I went to work. Taught some gymnastics to some kids. My friend A____ is back to helping out in the class. The other girl L___ was only there because A____ was taking a SAT class on Mondays. A____ is better at the this particular job because she is first of all a better teacher, but also she has been doing this for a while and knows what to do. Anyway, after work I walked over to Blockbuster to return "School of Rock." After that I took the bus over to my dad's house and ate some food.

Now for the weekend. Excuse me, but I'm going to change the order of days. Instead of going backwards, I'm going to go in order, starting with Friday and ending with Sunday. So, on Friday my boyfriend came to pick me up and we went to eat at his house with his parents and one of his brothers. His mom made a very good chicken Parmesan. Anyway, after dinner we went to a local pool hall and played pool for a bit. We went back to his house and watched the end of "Hot Shots" with his brother. His bro went to sleep and we watched a really odd teenage movie about a senior in high school who inherits a porn empire. Umm, it was a weird movie. Wayne Newton was in it. Anyway, after that weird ass movie we went to sleep. Saturday, we decided that we wanted to have a picnic. So my boyfriend drove to Oyster bay because he said that he had somewhere to take me. I never found out exactly what that place was... We ended up driving back from where we had just came from to go to Whole Foods. We got some Salmon, some salad, some cookies, crackers, cressents (I can't spell in French), some water, and some chips. We got this stuff and went back to his area and ate it outdoors in a pretty park. It was very cold and very windy. So we ended up bringing the stuff back into the car and eating it there, lol. Then we drove around for a while and saw some mansions. The type of houses that have pools in their backyards! Lol. Anyway, after that we drove back to Oyster Bay. My boyfriend wanted to take me to President Roosevelt's house, he used to work there, as a tour guide. It was closing, but I saw the house. Nice house. Then we went to Macy's on the way back to my boyfriend's house. I got some pillows. My boyfriend wasn't feeling too well at this point so we went back to his house and watched "To Have and Have Not." I have been trying to get my boyfriend to see that movie for a really long time. After the movie we ordered some Chinese food. Later we watched that teenage movie I told you we watched on Friday night. I think we just watched TV on Friday night. Anyway, I ended up staying at his house Saturday night also, he was too tired to drive me home. He planned to drive me home on Sunday morning, but that didn't quite work out. We went to Staples for his father and also to Barnes & Noble. B&N was actually my idea, lol. I got a book and Rich got a few too. I ended up staying at his house for dinner. His mom/dad made steak and it was very good. Finally, Rich had to bring me home. We both had work on Monday. We didn't want to leave each other, but we had to.

So that was my weekend, and also the past couple of days. Comments anyone?

Today, I went to work. For some reason I was tired all day. I think it was just the weather. I mean it's been chilly in the evening too warm in the mornings. I hate it, I have no idea what to wear anymore. Do I dress warm for the evening, or light for the mornings? My throat and back hurts. Isn't it wonderful?

So, today I had a nursery class and two gymnastics classes. They all really wore out my voice. I don't really have much of it left anymore. I was soooo tired while I was teaching. Even one of the people I work with told me I didn't look good today. I know that's not exactly a compliment, but it was true. I think I'm even too tired to continue to write this blog entry. It's not like I have a lot to say anyway.

I haven't forgotten about that story I mentioned in an earlier entry by the way. I'll write all about the wolves in fairy tales and the three little piggies, but not tonight. In fact, don't expect me to write anything until Sunday, the earliest. After work tomorrow I'm going to go do something to my nails. Don't ask me to explain, all you need to know is that something needs to be done with them. After that I'm going to go home and wait for my boyfriend. We're having dinner with his parents at his house. After we plan to go play some pool, maybe get a little drunk. Lol, just kidding on the last one... Or am I? Lol. We plan to have the picnic we didn't get to have last Monday, on Saturday. Well, probably, it depends on the weather. What we do after... It's still a mystery to me...

I'll let you know how it all goes, lol. Comment if you're reading!! That's an order!! Oh Yeah!! LOL

If there was something potentially wrong with someone you love, would you want to know about it, or would you rather live in peaceful oblivion?

I would rather know about it. I mean maybe I'd be happier for a little bit longer, but eventually I would realize there was something wrong. Then I'd have to deal with the pain of being lied to and the pain of knowing someone I love is ill. By the way, this is completely hypothetical, nobody I know is sick... Or I don't think anyone is...

My point is that honesty is not always necessary. I think that little white lies are ok. Somebody walks up to you and asks you a silly meaningless question, you are aloud to lie to them to protect there feelings. If everybody was honest about everything, there would be a lot of sad people walking around all the time. People who say they believe in brutal honesty are full of crap. Either they just want attention, they are idiots, or they are just mean spirited. Life is full of lies, and as humans, we have to deal with it. As long as we know when it is ok to lie and when it is not, then we are ok.

The problem is once people become comfortable with lying, they often forget their morals. They lie all the time, and for no particular reason. Our society is built by a bunch of greedy liars. People are morons and don't know what is good for them.

I'm just rambling. I'm tired. I went out and collected applications today. I filled most of them out. I'll finish tomorrow. I'm going to hand them in also. Maybe I'll go to the mall an collect more applications, or I'll do it on Friday. My next step is to look for jobs in the city, after I try the mall anyway. The problem is, people are hiring now, because of the holiday season, but after the holidays are over, I might be out of a job again. Hopefully, I'll do well enough so that I'll be kept on. We'll see.

I'm actually going to go to sleep now, or stop trying to think anyway because I appear to be exhausted. This blog has been doubly hard to write because I have been practicing my touch typing, lol. I'll ttya'll tomorrow people. Comment please.

Ok, so my boyfriend did get sick, so we didn't do our picnic thing. We'll do it some other time, not a big deal. Oh well. Instead of a picnic I spent the day arguing with my mother. That was fun, always is. She drains me. I try to avoid her when we're both home together. I didn't eat anything at all, or drink anything until my dad came to pick me up. I didn't want to go upstairs and "talk" to her again, so I just stayed in the basement.

Tomorrow, I'm going to get myself to Austin St. And get a bunch of job applications. We'll see what happens. I might just fill them out in Starbucks and go bring them in. On Wednesday, I'll either get some applications from the mall, or go to the city and get some. Thursday and Friday I'm working, unless I automatically get a job earlier in the week. I'll look more in the City next week as well. I'm going to call a career counselor tomorrow I guess.

I also need to start trying to apply to schools. I'm going to apply to Queens College and to Queensborough Community College. I used to go to QCC actually. The problem with QCC, is that it takes like three hours to get there and back from my house. Oy. If I do manage to get a job, the first thing I'm going to save for is a car. That way I'll be able to get to any school I apply to and I'll also be able to go visit my boyfriend.

My day sucked. How was yours?

Well, it's 2:55 AM, so I'm not going to write very much. My boyfriend slept over last night. We were up late, talking I guess. It seemed to get late very fast. Well, we ate late, as you know if you read my last blog entry. Anyway, we went to sleep late, not too late, but late. We didn't wake up this morning until almost 1:00 PM. We didn't leave the house until 3:30 PM ish. We ate a late lunch then wadered around a bit.

We got back to my house around 7:00 PM, watched a little tv (poor yankees), and we ended up going out to dinner around 9:30 PM. We got back and watched a movie. House of Rock. I had never seen it before, it was funny, but not something I would want to watch many times. Jack Black tends to give me a headache. He's just so annoying.

Anyway, after the movie, my boyfriend went home. He's only been gone for about at hour, but I already miss him. I'll be seeing him agian soon though. We're planning on having a picnic on Monday. I hope he doesn't get sick.... Oy. I'm going to sleep now. I hope everyone's alright out there.

Tell me something people... I'm here, I'm listening, I'm reading... Talk to me.

Ok, I'm not going to write about the three little pigs right now. It's 8:35 and I'm waiting for my mother to finish cooking her fish so that we can eat dinner. My boyfriend is upstairs watching the baseball game, Yankees against... some other team. I'm in my room watching Grey's Anatomy. I missed it yesterday, I didn't even know it was on, my boyfriend told me, then put the baseball game back on.

So, I made meatloaf and potatoes. How American can I get, huh? Lol. My mom is making salmon and rice. I wonder if she put the fish on the grill yet. I sure hope she did, I'm hungry. My food is ready, so I want to eat. I never really made a meatloaf before, so I just hope it doesn't taste too bad. I can't smell it because my mom put on the heat, it's the first time it's been on this season, so it stinks. I'm not a heating expert, so I can't tell you why. Maybe it's burning up some dust or something. I really can't tell you. I don't especially care very muxh either. Oh well. I'm hungry.

OOO, we're sorta ready. Gotta go, ctach ya later...

Have you ever wondered what was going on with the three little pigs and the wolf? Was it the same wolf that was in little red riding hood? These are all thigs that deserve answers, but not at 2:08 in the morning. I will delve further into thesevery important matters tomorrow, or later, as the case may be.

I'm teaching a class of all boys tomorrow, 3-4 year olds, wish me luck...

Nighty night people!!!

Humpty dumpty sat on a wall, humpty dumpty had a great fall, all the kings horses and the kings men couldn't put humpty back together again.

Anyone ever think about that little nursery rhyme? Why was humpty dumpty sitting on the wall to begin with? Was he high? Was he depressed? Had Mrs. Dumpty just dumped him (no pun intended)? Was he some sort of high up official in the kingdom? He must have been, I mean why else would the king have sent ALL his horses and ALL his men? Was he already cracked to begin with? By cracked I could mean so many things...

So, I hereby give you the true story of Humpty Dumpty.

Once upon a time, there was a large egg/man thing walking up a twisted path. He was swinging a bottle of rum by his very thin arms (arms contrasting with his overly rotund body). He wasn't a pirate (ya know because of the rum, ayy matey's). He was the court scribe, on his way home from a very long, very late, palace party. Over the last month or so he had been depressed because Mrs. Dumpty, otherwise known as Felicia Dumpty, was pregnant. Now, it is not very commonly known, but I will tell you that court scribes are not in the upper echelon of society, meaning they don't make any money.

Felicia and Mr. Dumpty (whose name was Harry) had no money saved up because basically they were incapable of saving money. Felicia and Harry had just bought a house. Not a big house, but something they owned and could live in. It was better than being in debt to the king all the time. Before they had their house, Felicia and Harry Dumpty lived in a one room apartment overlooking the palace. They were happy, but the king was over charging them, and they knew it. So, in short they bought a tiny house. Halfway through unpacking their worldly possessions, Felicia sat Harry down on a box (he wobbled a bit, since he did have a similar shape to a weeble) and said, "Harry, I'm pregnant, we're going to have a little omelet in a year." I can't tell you why, but egg people have an extremely long gestation period. I also can't tell you why little egg people come out as omelets.

Anyway, after Felicia had told Harry about their little omelet in the oven, he started having a drinking problem. He couldn't figure out how he was going to pay for the little omelet. In a few years it was going to be sunny side up, then soft boiled, then hard boiled, then it was just going to keep growing until it was reached his size. He didn't know if he was ready for the responsibility. He also didn't think Felicia was going to want to get a job, which would really help with the money.

So, he was at this palace party. It had been going on for a long time and he was quite drunk. The king had basically told him to go home and dry out. So, he snuck a bottle of rum out and took it with him. He was walking up this long twisted road swinging his bottle of alcohol and basically swimming in misery. He came upon this wall and decided to sit down for a while before he went home. He didn't want to seem too drunk to his wife. So he was sitting up there singing a song ( de camptown races sing this song, doo da, doo da...), when he began to feel a bit wobbly. I know I likened Harry to a weeble before, but the fun with weebles is that they wobble but they don't fall down. Harry however, was an egg. He did fall down, and he cracked. He was already miserable, so he just lay there in the dusk. He didn't call out for anyone, he didn't think of trying to get home, he just lay there and watched the sun slowly coming up.

Now, I'm sure you have all heard the saying, that an egg will cook on cement. Well, that is in fact what happens. Harry was frying on the cement. His innards were cooking. Some kid was walking by and he smelled something, something good. He thought it smelled like eggs. Hmm... He walked over to the wall to investigate. He found Harry lying there and immediately called the palace. All the kings horses and all the kings men came down from the palace and tried to put Harry together again, but, as you know, they couldn't. The king himself called Felicia, and she came down. She said, "Harry, what are you doing!? We are having an omelet, you are not allowed to fall apart now." Harry sat up and said, "Why Felicia? At least if I fry here on the sidewalk then you'll get the insurance policy. You and the omelet will be able to live in comfort." Felicia thought about it for a while. Then she said, "You're right Harry, we might have more money if you fried here, but the omelet wouldn't have his father."

And with that, Harry stopped feeling sorry for himself, pulled himself together, grabbed pieces of his shell, lying around, and got up. He and Felicia went home together, had their omelet, and lived together, not always happily, but together.

So that is the true story of Humpty Dumpty. All the kings horses and all the kings men couldn't put humpty together again, but, his loving wife, Felicia was able to do it. They lived a long mostly happy life together, until their expiration date expired. All you have to remember about Harry is that even when the most powerful man in the world couldn't save him, the love of his wife, his life partner, was able to pull him back together.

And that is what you never knew about Humpty dumpty.

I'm sitting here eating a double chocolate chip cookie, wondering about the comments I received from my last entry. Why exactly would my boyfriend mind if I wanted to be an English major. He is very supportive in whatever I want to do. I mean he might have a problem if I wanted to sell my body for money, or food, but I somehow sense that is not going to be a problem. I try to support him, he tries to support me, it's what we do. We strive for harmony even if we don't succeed. Yeah, we aren't fighting this week, lol. In fact, today is our nine month anniversary. This is the longest, best relationship I have ever had. So, don't cheapen it by saying things like I need to give up my life and follow my boyfriend around, because, I gotta say, that's what it sounded like my commenter was saying.

Anyway, my week has been shorter than usual. I worked on Sunday, and Monday felt like Sunday. It was Yom Kippur on Monday, so I didn't really move much. I sat around fasting. I was also kind of sick, still am, I couldn't stay awake. Very aggravating to just feel drained for no reason. My boyfriend with his talk of impending illness is who I blame for this. Lol, I'm just kidding, really. Mwahh baby. Happy Anniversary!

Tomorrow, if I can stay awake I plan to get myself dressed upish and go look for a job. If I can't stay awake, I plan to sleep a lot, lol. I would really like to find a job that might lead to a career, or something sort of related to English. However, I don't think that is going to happen. So, my goal is to find something I don't hate, for the purpose of making money. There is actually a bank on my block looking for a part time teller, so I may apply for that. I also have aspirations of actually going to the gym that I am affiliated with. Hmm... We'll see.

Right now I am going to succumb to my illness and lie down. So, yes, again I am begging for comments, but be nice people.