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.

How was your Tuesday everybody? Mine really sucked. I fought with my boyfriend, and basically sat around miserable. Tomorrow, I plan to be more productive. I am going to search for a job in my town. I was actually avoiding that. Why? Because I don't really want to run into people I know and who I need to explain my current state to. Next term I am going to try to get into Queens College. I would rather go there than Hunter. I never liked Hunter. I should have applied to Queens begin with. If I don't get in there, maybe I will apply out of state. Not too far, but not to close. On the other hand, maybe I can dream and get a real job, then I can get an apartment and start truly supporting myself.

I basically decided to be an English major by the way. I don't know if i mentioned that in a previous blog or not. Maybe I'll be an english major, and I'll teach in a high school. I think I could do that. I'm used to beurocratic crap. Maybe I'll eventually write a book like I've always wanted to do. I wouldn't mind. A children's book, maybe young adult. Maybe a romantic book. I don't know. I just want to do something with my life so I can die in peace.

So, tell me people. When you are in a relationship do you start thinking in terms of "we" or is that just irrational in today's work of practicality? Do people have the right to ask their partner to change their dreams for the better of the "we," or not? Should there be a "me/I" after the "we" happens? Should people change their dreams to include their loves? Should they at least offer, so that the love/spouse has the oppurtunity to say, "No, you do what you need to do." Once people get married are they still just responsible for the "I", or are they then responsible for the "we?" My m&m's just spilled all over my bed damn. Should people who love each other, stay together, or grow apart, and come together again? When you are in love is it the best part of your life, or the most painful, or both? Does every good thing come with something bad? Well, somebody let me know your opinion of that stuff.

I'm going to attepmt to sleep now, I mean it is 1:45 AM. So, ttyl and tell me some answers somebody. Amybody can comment you know. You don't need to tell me your real name.

Well, just so you all know, my cuts are pretty much healed. I mean, not completely, but they don't really hurt anymore. I can bend my thumb again!!! Yahoo!!! Lol.

Let's see it's Monday night, 2:05 AM, so technically I guess it's Tuesday morning. My Monday was alright. The morning wasn't too eventful. I talked to my cousin on the phone, might see her one of these days, lol. After talking to her, I commenced in cleaning my desk. Trust me, it really needed it. Still does, I stopped in the middle. Anyway, I was interrupted from cleaning by my boyfriend. He had an interview this (yesterday) morning. He had to prepare a lesson on the conception of political parties in the U.S. I don't know about you, but to me that sounds like a hard lesson to prepare. I mean what high schooler is going to be interested in that? So, not only did he have to worry about the content of the lesson, but he also had to worry about making it interesting to a bunch of high schoolers. Poor baby.

Anyway, after he went through that, he came to my house. He was all stressed out. Ya know nerves, and just from general stress. So, I tried to calm him down, then we went to eat a little lunch. After that, we went back to my house. My poor boyfriend seemed to develop a little fever. I don't even know how that happened. He was sooo stressed. He drove me to work, went home, and fell asleep. I talked to him later, he seemed to be better, so that was good.

Meanwhile, I was at work. Nothing very exciting happened. One kid hurt his ankle doing something on bars (I don't know what because he wasn't in my group), and two other kids took it upon themselves to decorate the gym floor. I don't know where, but they found pens and drew on the floor. As soon as I knew they were doing this, I of course took the pens away. Besides, that nothing very exciting happened at work today. I have to go back Thursday, around 2:00pm. Also, I'm doing a birthday party on Sunday, yippee! It's only one party and it's in the gym, so no water. Good, cuz I can't do water this week, lol. Anyway, it's taken me a while to write this blog, because I keep getting distracted by the TV, so I'm gonna go to sleep.

Good night reader's, sleep well and have a good tomorrow.

So... Any comments on my new page design? : - P

Ok, so, let me start off by saying that I am an idiot. I was cleaning last Friday, perfectly rational thing to do, right? Not, with me in the picture. It started off innocently enough, a little laundry, a little dusting, and a little vacuuming. Ok, the last one is where I lost it. I was vaccuuming every crevice, every freak'n surface of my room. My aunt gave me a glass table a while ago (this isn't a sidetrack, bear with me). It was very nice. It was almost the width of a twin size bed and pretty much the same depth as one across. It was a little smaller, but pretty much those were the dimensions. Ok, so, I was vacuuming. The table was in my way. I wanted to pull out the extra bed from under my bed, but the that's where I kept the table. Ok, now I had three options. One: I could push the whole thing out of the way (as in slide it). Two: I could wait for my boyfriend to come and help me move the table. Three: I could pick the glass up off its legs and move it out of the way myself. Option number one was not really an option, there isn't really enough room to slide the table away. Besides, since the glass wasn't attached to the legs, I'm not sure it really would have slid properly. Ok, option number two. I don't like waiting for people. I am under the general impression that I am not a weakling and that I can do certain things by myself. I knew I could carry the glass myself, I've done it, but not from a lying down position. As for option number three... Well, that's what I did. It didn't work out so well. I was hefting the glass off the legs, was going ok. I got it up to a vertical position, but then it just kept going... I end up falling right into it. I cut my hand pretty deeply in three places, my left hand, have I mentioned that I'm a lefty? I cut my knee, my right hand (only a little bit), I got little tiny cuts on my chest and left arm. Oh yes, somehow, as the table fell, it hit my ankle, so it's bruised and swollen. This has nothing to do with the table, but a mosquito also bit up my ankle, so it's somewhat extra swollen, lol.

So after my table debacle I called my father, he wasn't home. I knew he wasn't, but I called anyway. Then I called my boyfriend. He put me on the phone with his father (he's a doctor, it makes sense, lol). It was bleeding pretty profusely. I just applied pressure and it pretty much stopped. It was oozing for a while, but I don't need stitches or anything. It could have been much worse, the way I fell I could have slit my wrists. I didn't though, so don't worry. My boyfriend got to my house eventually, helped me clean up the glass. We removed it, lol.

Today, I worked three birthday parties. One was a double extended birthday party. Two long in the pool!!! AHHH!!!! Lol. I don't want to go into it right now. All you need to know is that I am soooo tired... I'm going to go now. Tell me something people.

So this is my new haircut, for those of you still wondering what it looks like. It's not the greatest picture in the world, but you get the idea.

An update from last time... Well, I'm babysitting later. In fact I'm going to call the people soon to confirm. It's raining outside and kinda icky. I wish somebody would lend me their car to get to work later. It would sure make my life easier. I have to walk there otherwise, and I'm not even exactly sure where it is. I might just take a cab. I think I may do that.

I used to wish I knew how to drive, now I wish I had a car, lol. Life is funny like that, we're almost never satisfied with what we have. I guess that is one of the things that makes us human. We have the ability to think (therefore we are), we have the ability to learn from our mistakes, and we have the ability to never be happy with what we have. Lol. Life just has its randomly funny aspects I guess. Anyway people, I'll talk to you later. I gotta go do some stuff, maybe eat for the day... I should remember to do that more often, lol.

So, you may have noticed that I haven't written anything in a while. I have a very good reason. I have a very boring life. I haven't been doing very much of anything. I finished my resume with my helpfully aunt's help. Problem is that I don't know what to do about it. Now I have this resume, which looks pretty good. However, I don't even know where to begin, or what I want to do. I was thinking about trying to get into voice overs, but I'm really not sure how to go about it. I found a website in a "careers for dummies" book, or something like that, but the website looked so full of it. They promise to fulfill your dreams and start up a great career with a six figure salary. I am skeptical to say the least. I think later in the week, maybe tomorrow I am going to go to one or more of the fancy department stores in the city. I want to try out personal shopping. I like shopping and I like telling people what to do, lol. I was actually seriously thinking about going into editing. Maybe I can try to get a job as a secretary in a publishing company, work my way up. As long as I don't have to be like the guy in 1984, and edit history, I think I can do it. Maybe I will end up going back to college next term and perhaps I will major in English. I didn't especially like the college I was going to, I didn't really fit in. Everybody seemed to know what they were doing, they were driven. Since I had/have no idea what I want to do, I was not driven like they were. It made me feel like an outsider I guess. I didn't like the administration either, they were singularly unhelpful. I know most bureaucracies tend to be like that, why should they have to be? Seriously, what's the point of making people as annoyed as they can be at you? It doesn't help anybody. Whatever.

Anyway, I think I'm done ranting about my pitiful life for the moment. I'll tell you about last weekend instead. Ok, so Friday I took my boyfriend over to the Board of Ed. Gee, that was fun. Did you know that the B.O.E. smells? Well, if you didn't, now you do. Actually, the whole area kind of smelled. Now don't get me wrong, I like Brooklyn, I really do, it's pretty. I'm just saying that the area in which we were kind of smelled. End of story. After the B.O.E., we went to a bar across the street. My boyfriend was stressed from all the crap he had to do, so I bought him a beer. After this we slowly made it back to my good 'ol town. I got some of my stuff together and my boyfriend and I went back to his house for Shabbat dinner with his family. We had some sort of garlic and rice. It's a middle eastern dish I believe. Anyway, after dinner we were both exhausted. Going to Brooklyn and back is pretty tiring in itself, and the stress of the B.O.E. didn't help matters. So we fell asleep in the basement to an Original Series Star Trek marathon. I saw the beginning of each episode, then fell asleep for the rest. That's ok though, I have them memorized, what can I say, I am my father's daughter. Eventually, after sleeping on the couch for a while we both went upstairs to go to sleep. Me being me, I stayed up for a while before I fell asleep. I assume that my boyfriend fell asleep as soon as his head hit his pillow.

The next day, we didn't wake up until about 12:30PM. I guess we really were tired, eh? So, after waking up (finally), we went off to Coney Island (still the only amusement park I've ever been to by the way). We drove around for a good half hour if not more looking for somewhere to put the car. We gave up eventually and decided to put the car in a lot that advertised as being $10 a day. So we figured that wasn't so bad. We got to the lot just to find it full. Yippee!!! We were going to go home discouraged when we saw the aquarium parking lot. We went in and stayed. Stupid parking lot costs $22.00 to park! However, it includes one adult admission ticket, which is $14.00, so in essence parking is only $8.00. When it comes down to it, that isn't too bad. So we went to see all the fish, and sharks, and jelly fish. After eating some abominable food in the cafeteria, we went over to Astroland and went on some rides. We went on Saturn 6 (that green thing I told you about last time), and the Water Flume, and we also did some Go Karting. We were pretty tired after this so we went back to my boyfriend's house for dinner. We had steak, his mom is a good cook and his dad grills a mean steak, lol. After dinner I was helping my boyfriend write a cover letter. Well, he wrote it, and I edited it. That's when I discovered the whole editing thing. That took until about 10:00. We went to go see The Illusionist that night. It was ok, a little too predictable, but still good. It was about this magician that fell in love with his childhood friend. Except, they were from different classes in Austria. She was of the aristocracy, promised to marry a prince (or something like that), and he was the son of a poor woodmaker. Whatever, I won't tell you the rest, but it was pretty, as I said, predictable. There is another movie that is supposed to come out soon, I think called The Prestige. It is also about a magician. Maybe that one will be a bit more suspenseful. Anyway, we went back to his house, finished up his cover letter thing and he took me home.

On Sunday, I had to go to work. There was a Fall Festival. Basically, my friend and I watched a bunch of babies play with their parents and each other. Fun. Tiring. After work my boyfriend picked me up and we went to his house for dinner with his parents and one of his brothers. His mom made some fish, it was very good. After dinner, his parents and brother went to smoke outside while watching t.v. We went down to the basement and played with his Nascar computer game. Before dinner actually, I helped him write a note to some people my aunt wanted him to thank. Long story, don't ask, lol. I edited again. Anyway, after we played with the computer for a while we went to go eat some ice cream pops, then we watched Red Eye on t.v., that was a good movie. Later, after the movie, he took me home. That was the end of my weekend.

Meanwhile, during the course of my blog writing I got a call from my boss. I am working almost all week next week. My point is that I don't know if it's a good idea to go to other places looking for a job this week, if I can't go anywhere next week, can't start a new job if I'm still doing my old job. We'll see. I'll ask people for advice, lol. So, anyway, that's been my life as of late. Tell me about yours...

I had the strangest dream last night. It was about war, or the army anyway, both I guess. I don't know how it started. I remember I was on some sort of battlefield, except it had my living room furniture in it, and there was a sheet separating the battlefield and the medical tent. I don't know what happened exactly, but I found myself wading through some bloody water. I think I was with my parents, friends, I'm really not sure. My mother was on the other side, on some hill, yelling about something. At this point I think we were fighting the Nazi's. Anyway, so my father got hit. He was bleeding and got taken to the medics, behind the sheet. I went with him. They were treating my father and were talking to me at the same time. They asked me my name age, all those mundane things. So, I said Mira, and 21. That's when my father started yelling at me. "Why did you tell them your age!" Apparently, in dream world 21 is the age when you can be drafted in to the army. As he was yelling at me, soldiers were coming up trying to get me and bring me into the army. I started running, and running, and running. I was chased by these soldiers for a while. That's when it changed. I started being chased by Nazi soldiers. I found myself picking up my cousin at my grandparents old house. We were going to lunch or something, but I was still being chased my the Nazi's. So we went to some kosher deli (which by the way is such a dead giveaway). She hid me in the bathroom, but her mother and my mother were there. They saw us. They said they were very sorry, but they couldn't help hide me. My aunt and mother went back to fixing their lipstick as I hid in a stall. Somehow, I got out of that situation as things are prone to happen in dreams. Then I was in my grandparents old house, or in the backyard anyway. The Nazi's grabbed me and brought me inside, but I escaped. I ran back outside. I realized I could never out run them, so I hid in the shrubs connecting my grandparents house and their neighbor's house through some shrubs in the exceptionally long driveway. For some reason I was wearing bright orange shoes, and the shrubs were especially thin, so they found me and brought me back inside again. I think at this point I actually woke up. I fell back asleep and found myself in another bathroom with my cousin (I have a feeling I really had to pee, lol). So this toilet was one of those airplane toilets. I flushed it a few times for fun. Then I heard the Nazi's coming with their machine guns. I jumped into the whole in the wall in front of the toilet. I ended up in a secret sewer room. The soldiers shot up the room and everything except me had bullet holes in it. There was this man in there. Now, this is a little weird. I think it was Odo, from ST DS9. If you don't know what that means, good for you. All you need to know is that Odo is a shape shifter and in my dream anyway could dislodge things from his body. So Odo was shot up, he got the bullets out and wound up as a pile of goo. I kept running from the Nazi's. I wound up on the sidewalk over the Grand Central talking to my cousin. I think that's when my alarm clock rang again. I was not a happy person upon waking.


Was this dream detailed enough for ya?

OK, I Know I haven't posted anything in a while, don't shoot! Lol. So, I haven't been up to all that much lately. Just working a lot. But my summer job is officially over on Friday and after that I have to start seriously working on finding a full time for the year job. If anyone has any ideas, let me know...

Anyway, last Monday, some of my coworkers and I decided that we just HAD to get our nails done. So E_____ told us about this place in Woodhaven that does tips for relatively cheap, actually half the price it usually is. So we got all excited and started on our journey to Woodhaven. We walked all the way through two towns and into another. This isn't quite as bad as it seems, considering the towns around here are relatively small. Anyway, we walked through two towns to get a bus to take us deeper into the town. We were on the bus for all of five minutes, maybe less actually, when it was time to get off. All this traveling had taken us about an hour, maybe a tad more. We got off the bus only to find that this place that we were headed to was closed on Monday's. We were pissed off. I mean, it was hot and humid, we had just finished a long day at work, and we REALLY wanted our nails done for some reason, not to sure why, hmm.... Whatever. I should mention that what we wanted to get done (tips). So we were all sitting around trying to figure out what to do with ourselves. I suggested a place near me, but when I called them, it turned out that tips cost $45 there, WTFO! Please. So G____ thought of a place in Jamaica, but wasn't sure exactly how to get there. So we got back on the bus, into the subway, and found ourselves in Jamaica. G____ asked every person that we passed how to get to Crazy Nails. We never did find it. But we found another place just as cheap to get our nails done. Unfortunately, by the time we go there E_____ wasn't in the mood to get her nails done anymore, so she just watched G____ and me get ours done. On the way back to the subway, some guy on the street basically loomed over us and screamed once, then moved on. E_____ and I reacted quickly, did our little gasp of surprise and continued on our way. However, G____ who was thinking about the story she was telling us, had a very delayed reaction. The guy was already on another street when she put her hands up and screamed. E_____ and I started laughing hysterically, I mean we were almost rolling on the floor. Seriously, we had tears almost streaming down our faces. It was a very long day. But a lot of fun. The nails looked pretty good too. They lasted for a week, mine anyway. G____ still has hers. Mine ended up getting repainted (by me) three times. Today, I went to a place that's pretty cheap in my town, and got them removed and replaced. I might just try to keep them for more than a week. I mean technically I can keep them for six months, and just keep getting them filled, but who thinks I actually will? Seriously, I'm taking bets, who wants a piece of this action?

So basically, my days have been filled with work and nails. Now can you understand why I haven't written anything in a while?

My best friend went into the army today... Good luck Liat, I miss you.

I might be going to Six Flags, or Great Adventure (or are those the same places?) sometime soon. I'll let you know what happens. I've never been to a real amusement park, how pathetic is that, seriously? Oy. So this is my life. Comment.

Umm, yeah. I just got caught in another major thunderstorm. It was not quite as bad as the one I showed you pictures of last week, but it's just getting started. I was walking to the bus carrying groceries (I'm making dinner tonight), when it all started. I got drenched in about five seconds.

Other than that my week has been pretty uneventful. Well... there were a few things... Ok, so last night I was at my father's house, just hanging out with my cat. I was in the kitchen when I heard a big crash. I went running into the bedroom to find that my father's bed had broken. The wood beams supporting the bad had totally splintered and the bed (or half the bed anyway), was on the floor. That was fun. Poor bed. On Wednesday I went to go see You, Me, & Dupree with my boyfriend. It was ok. I mean it was funny, but somehow I left the theater thinking that it wasn't enough. I don't know exactly what I mean. I thought it was funny, a little too long for the type of thing that it was, but funny. I was just somehow disappointed in it, I'm not sure exactly why.

So that was basically my excitement for the week. Nothing really happened. I mostly just worked a lot.

So, how was your week ppl?