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Lookin' Like A Shrew, Feelin' Like A Crab
Apr. 1st, 2003 10:00 pmI'm glad I had yesterday off, because it made the end of today seem that much better. WHEE, tomorrow, a B-schedule! I love sleeping in. Okay, Weekend Recap, and Daily Summary, just because, for once, I can sit up straight enough to type (and I'm not busy doing something else).
Phoo, Joe and I couldn't go to the pound, 'cause it was closed on Mondays. Oh well-- maybe some other time. We drove to Stoneridge Mall after that-- and YAY, they had a Fresh Choice! I thought that chain went bankrupt! I used to love going downtown with my friends and going to Macy*s Men's, where they had a Fresh Choice right across from the sportswear area. =P But they closed it for some ridiculous reason, and I don't know of any other (easily-accessible) place in SF where there's a Fresh Choice. It's almost like Sizzler, but without the shrimp and steak ;_; I remember I'd always liked Fresh Choice, but I guess the one in SF had more... food! I know the whole idea is that it's supposed to be healthy, fresh, buffet food, but... @_@; I ended up having a cornbread, baked potato (mm, sour cream!), and a salad. Not much at all, really. The cornbread was delicious and all, but there seriously was no "normal" food to eat. I wasn't in the mood for soup and such (which they had plenty of), and besides that, all they had was a strange, square pizza parked under a heating lamp. -.- Blech. In any case, I left *feeling* full, so we moved on to go mall-trolling.
WAUGH! I brought only $30 or so with me (I cashed my check at CA Bank before I left) and I thought it would be more than enough for lunch and a movie or whatnot. I should insert here that Joe SPOILS ME ROTTEN. -.- Before we went anywhere, he plops a bag in my lap-- containing the next two Princess Diaries books (one of them is HARDBACK! HARDBACK!!!), a Cardcaptor Sakura card (The Sweet! WAI!) and a Hello Kitty card for Aries: The Ram. It was all very adorable and thoughtful, but I feel so guilty, since it's not my birthday yet and he's already been doing so much for me. -.-; I guilt easily.
Anyway, I remember dragging Joe around to weird stores which I'm sure he felt less than comfortable in (which is why you're supposed to go shopping with members of your same sex, unless it's for something SPECIAL for someone). Like Claire's. The Claire's in Alameda are friggin' HUGE! Okay, not THAT large, but I mean, they have walking space between the displays. That's more than the 2 downtown Claire's have. They had most of the standard stuff, but since it's almost prom season, they had more jewelry, headbands, necklaces and earrings. I was tempted to get my ears pierced yet again, but they have that idiotic rule that you have to be 18 to do it without parental consent. Oy vey! I'm going to be 18 in less than 20 days! ;_; Why is it that I need everything NOW!? *ahem* Besides that, there was the purses (I sorely need a dark denim purse. I'm not like Jhalannia, I don't have everything on the planet to coordinate with my hat) and such.
As a result, I've come up with the following list:
WHEN YOU CAN'T THINK OF WHAT TO GET ME (for some odd reason, considering I have abotu 3 wish lists) GIFT CERTIFICATES TO THE FOLLOWING STORES WILL MAKE ME ADORE YOU:
* Virgin Megastore/Borders, Books & Music
* Claire's
* Macy*s
=D I was pretty good about not "stuffing" while at the mall too-- we went into stores like Sephora (*whine* They're a total rip off, I know, but I *love* their makeup!) and Waldenbooks (got my mom a book for Mother's Day-- so far in advance, but it was only $3, and if I don't remember now, I never will) and I managed not to splurge on all the things I saw that I wanted. Manga, books, everything! And now I'm paranoid about being able to speak (if I am so asked, and I suppose on some level I really want to be, just so I feel like part of the family again) for the Passover Seder. I was even tempted to buy Hebrew books and everything (but they were awful expensive, and 2 weeks is hardly enough time to brush up on a language I know barely anything about). So that's that.
After the mall, we headed to where Barnes & Noble (where Joe works) and the little complex over there. The AMC was over there too, but it was a while before the 7:40 showing of Chicago started, so we had time. He showed me around BnN, and it's friggin' HUGE! I felt like I'd been there before, for some reason-- truthfully, I wouldn't be surprised if I had. I've been to Emeryville before, and I think we went to the BnN there. They had a bunch of magazines... ~_~ unfortunately, not the latest edition of Seventeen that I wanted (saw at Waldenbooks, resisted the temptation to buy). But they had this British girl's magazine called Sugar that looked pretty interesting-- I was giggling at the fact that they used Brit-talk right on the cover!
We went to the movie a while later (I was hungry, but the popcorn and White Cherry Icee -which, by the way, tasted suspiciously like lemons-- held me off). No wonder Chicago got Best Picture!~ WOW, it was GOOD! The next Moulin Rouge! I want the soundtrack already... ~_~ watching it makes me want to perform in musicals again, which is sort of ironic, since I always have one reason or another not to try out for the ones at school. And it's not just Cjicago making me want to either; being in choir, wanting to go to SFSU, where so many performing arts festivals are held... not to mention I'd love to not only be occupied (read: stressed) with something challenging but fun. I could also use the confidence, outgoing attitude, and excuse to get my friends to come see me onstage.
Damn, movies are always so distracting though. From now on, I don't think I'll see any movies with just one other person, it gets too awkward. And at least with friends, they don't mind if you whisper and ask questions every now and then. But of course, Joe's embarassed to see movies with me, or he wouldn't have a) wanted to sit ALL THE WAY IN THE BACK, or b) wouldn't have told me in advance not to say anything loudly or talk during the movie. -.- As if there were that many people in there on a Monday night anyway. Feh.
Oh, and let me say something here. There are several things you can say/do to a girl that will, in her mind, lower you to the level of pond scum. One of those spoken things is "Eww, gross." To her face. Of course, if she's showing you something, hoping for that reaction, that's all well and good, but when it's unintended, it's better to just be a gentleman-- be polite and maybe gently point out what you find so disgusting instead of announcing it to the world and making yourself look like an elementary schoolboy. I say this because, YES, it happened, and my feelings were very hurt (SHOCK! some people don't believe I actually *have* feelings! How nice of them!). To be blunt, I have this problem where sometimes my mouth produces just a little too much saliva than is necessary, and sometimes when speaking, it comes out. Sitting in your comfy computer chair at home/school/library/wherever, feel free to shudder, twitch, or say "Eew, gross," because at LEAST you're not doing it to someone's face! That is just wrong. All's forgiven now anyway, but I had to say it or be forever haunted.
We went to California Pizza Kitchen after Chicago, and the guy that served us came off as a total n00b. But he cared-- always asking us how we were doing and such (even though both of us had food in our mouths at the moment). -.- But I didn't appreciate being corrected when I said "bread things." Big deal, "bread and butter" isn't that far off from it anyway. But it was all delicious-- I got what I usually do at CPK (Traditional Cheese, yummers!) despite both Joe and my Mom (who'd called during the movie, so I had to call her back) wanting me to try something new for once. It's weird, I'm all for trying new things-- except in terms of food. Having stomachaches is no picnic, so I usually stick with what I know I like.
Blah, Mike also called during Chicago. He always calls me when I can't answer the phone. I wanted to call him back today too, but my back was killing me, and I was paranoid that I'd overdone my March minutes. But today is April, isn't it? GAUGH! And now it's 12am there, and even though he isn't asleep, he might be partying or something... >_> I'm just too much of a nillie to call him myself. I could always wait to this Friday anyway, so maybe he could talk to Amber and them. She'll be back from Bodega Bay... right? o.o Or is she already? @_@; I'm not sure.
The night ended with a resolution that was much needed-- clearing the air about some things in the past and such. It made me feel much better, and honestly, a lot less curious about "why"s of the past. That's a good thing, not being curious about stuff anymore, because then you don't regret asking or not asking something, and just staying awake all night. There's still so much in my mind though... I'm glad I'm journaling.
I finished the 3rd volume of the "Princess Diaries" (the one Joe got me yesterday) today. I was so absorbed in it that I was reading it early this morning, on the bus (I ditched 1st period to finish my POW; even though I didn't come up with my own problem like I was supposed to, I did all the problems and hopefully got them all right and everything...) and in Journalism (since my back was hurting, I didn't work on the comp today). I was done with it by the end of class in Journalism, and I can't wait to move onto the next volume (which I have! no angsty waiting! YAY!). -.- But people in Journalism were looking at me funny because I was reacting so strangely to a book (it's like that with fanfiction, too... >_>). Giggling and stuff, I mean. @_@; But I love Mia (the main character)! Aside from her being the princess and sole heiress to a small European principality, we actually have a lot in common. It's pretty scary. I think the differing line might come in where I *like* the idea of guys fighting over me, while for her, she'd rather just have the one guy she wants, and the guts to tell the one she likes, but doesn't love, off. Then again, we kind of have THAT in common too... >_>
Of all the things that happened today, I have to say English sucked the most. I was absent Friday (from school) because of pulling my back or whatever in the pool-- and it still isn't much better, 6 pills and many naps later. Even back rubs don't help, I'm so stiff. I don't want to go jumping off Conclusion Cliff or anything, but this is lasting too long for just a normal strained muscle or whatever. It really hurts, too, and aspirin isn't doing anything. So it was worse being in English, because of that ONE missed day, there's tons of work. Not just some questions and stuff I've been putting off doing (Thompson never remembers to collect anything I ever DO do!). But now there's the following crap load of work to make up:
* Pride and Prejudice Chapters 1-3 (read, answer questions on worksheets)
* Essay on Chaucer's use of irony in The Canterbury Tales (will she even accept this from me now? It's so overdue!)
* Memorize and recite to the class a selected Shakespearean Sonnet (I found #64. I hope I can memorize it in a day)
* Shakespearean Sonnet essay
* Get ready to write your OWN sonnet!
* Read Macbeth Act 1, look up vocabulary
*sigh* GAAAH! This is too much! For once, I have the money to pay someone to do my work for me, just no one to do such a thing. -.- FEH.
Oh joy, and there's only 6 days left till WAFF vs. TAFF day, and I only have a half-baked idea of what to do for Part 4 of Twisted Fate, when I said I was going to try to get 3 parts out! I have to get writing, Bonnie-edits or no! But I also have to work on the Spooferlicious fic with Siggy (most of the first part is done, so I suppose we can just send that part out and plan the rest later) and the Golden Apple Grecian fic with Bonnie (which I'm really looking forward, but I want to get everything done just right and not turn it into one of *my* weird fics). WAUGH.
Too much to do and not enough hours in the day! DAMNIT!
Phoo, Joe and I couldn't go to the pound, 'cause it was closed on Mondays. Oh well-- maybe some other time. We drove to Stoneridge Mall after that-- and YAY, they had a Fresh Choice! I thought that chain went bankrupt! I used to love going downtown with my friends and going to Macy*s Men's, where they had a Fresh Choice right across from the sportswear area. =P But they closed it for some ridiculous reason, and I don't know of any other (easily-accessible) place in SF where there's a Fresh Choice. It's almost like Sizzler, but without the shrimp and steak ;_; I remember I'd always liked Fresh Choice, but I guess the one in SF had more... food! I know the whole idea is that it's supposed to be healthy, fresh, buffet food, but... @_@; I ended up having a cornbread, baked potato (mm, sour cream!), and a salad. Not much at all, really. The cornbread was delicious and all, but there seriously was no "normal" food to eat. I wasn't in the mood for soup and such (which they had plenty of), and besides that, all they had was a strange, square pizza parked under a heating lamp. -.- Blech. In any case, I left *feeling* full, so we moved on to go mall-trolling.
WAUGH! I brought only $30 or so with me (I cashed my check at CA Bank before I left) and I thought it would be more than enough for lunch and a movie or whatnot. I should insert here that Joe SPOILS ME ROTTEN. -.- Before we went anywhere, he plops a bag in my lap-- containing the next two Princess Diaries books (one of them is HARDBACK! HARDBACK!!!), a Cardcaptor Sakura card (The Sweet! WAI!) and a Hello Kitty card for Aries: The Ram. It was all very adorable and thoughtful, but I feel so guilty, since it's not my birthday yet and he's already been doing so much for me. -.-; I guilt easily.
Anyway, I remember dragging Joe around to weird stores which I'm sure he felt less than comfortable in (which is why you're supposed to go shopping with members of your same sex, unless it's for something SPECIAL for someone). Like Claire's. The Claire's in Alameda are friggin' HUGE! Okay, not THAT large, but I mean, they have walking space between the displays. That's more than the 2 downtown Claire's have. They had most of the standard stuff, but since it's almost prom season, they had more jewelry, headbands, necklaces and earrings. I was tempted to get my ears pierced yet again, but they have that idiotic rule that you have to be 18 to do it without parental consent. Oy vey! I'm going to be 18 in less than 20 days! ;_; Why is it that I need everything NOW!? *ahem* Besides that, there was the purses (I sorely need a dark denim purse. I'm not like Jhalannia, I don't have everything on the planet to coordinate with my hat) and such.
As a result, I've come up with the following list:
WHEN YOU CAN'T THINK OF WHAT TO GET ME (for some odd reason, considering I have abotu 3 wish lists) GIFT CERTIFICATES TO THE FOLLOWING STORES WILL MAKE ME ADORE YOU:
* Virgin Megastore/Borders, Books & Music
* Claire's
* Macy*s
=D I was pretty good about not "stuffing" while at the mall too-- we went into stores like Sephora (*whine* They're a total rip off, I know, but I *love* their makeup!) and Waldenbooks (got my mom a book for Mother's Day-- so far in advance, but it was only $3, and if I don't remember now, I never will) and I managed not to splurge on all the things I saw that I wanted. Manga, books, everything! And now I'm paranoid about being able to speak (if I am so asked, and I suppose on some level I really want to be, just so I feel like part of the family again) for the Passover Seder. I was even tempted to buy Hebrew books and everything (but they were awful expensive, and 2 weeks is hardly enough time to brush up on a language I know barely anything about). So that's that.
After the mall, we headed to where Barnes & Noble (where Joe works) and the little complex over there. The AMC was over there too, but it was a while before the 7:40 showing of Chicago started, so we had time. He showed me around BnN, and it's friggin' HUGE! I felt like I'd been there before, for some reason-- truthfully, I wouldn't be surprised if I had. I've been to Emeryville before, and I think we went to the BnN there. They had a bunch of magazines... ~_~ unfortunately, not the latest edition of Seventeen that I wanted (saw at Waldenbooks, resisted the temptation to buy). But they had this British girl's magazine called Sugar that looked pretty interesting-- I was giggling at the fact that they used Brit-talk right on the cover!
We went to the movie a while later (I was hungry, but the popcorn and White Cherry Icee -which, by the way, tasted suspiciously like lemons-- held me off). No wonder Chicago got Best Picture!~ WOW, it was GOOD! The next Moulin Rouge! I want the soundtrack already... ~_~ watching it makes me want to perform in musicals again, which is sort of ironic, since I always have one reason or another not to try out for the ones at school. And it's not just Cjicago making me want to either; being in choir, wanting to go to SFSU, where so many performing arts festivals are held... not to mention I'd love to not only be occupied (read: stressed) with something challenging but fun. I could also use the confidence, outgoing attitude, and excuse to get my friends to come see me onstage.
Damn, movies are always so distracting though. From now on, I don't think I'll see any movies with just one other person, it gets too awkward. And at least with friends, they don't mind if you whisper and ask questions every now and then. But of course, Joe's embarassed to see movies with me, or he wouldn't have a) wanted to sit ALL THE WAY IN THE BACK, or b) wouldn't have told me in advance not to say anything loudly or talk during the movie. -.- As if there were that many people in there on a Monday night anyway. Feh.
Oh, and let me say something here. There are several things you can say/do to a girl that will, in her mind, lower you to the level of pond scum. One of those spoken things is "Eww, gross." To her face. Of course, if she's showing you something, hoping for that reaction, that's all well and good, but when it's unintended, it's better to just be a gentleman-- be polite and maybe gently point out what you find so disgusting instead of announcing it to the world and making yourself look like an elementary schoolboy. I say this because, YES, it happened, and my feelings were very hurt (SHOCK! some people don't believe I actually *have* feelings! How nice of them!). To be blunt, I have this problem where sometimes my mouth produces just a little too much saliva than is necessary, and sometimes when speaking, it comes out. Sitting in your comfy computer chair at home/school/library/wherever, feel free to shudder, twitch, or say "Eew, gross," because at LEAST you're not doing it to someone's face! That is just wrong. All's forgiven now anyway, but I had to say it or be forever haunted.
We went to California Pizza Kitchen after Chicago, and the guy that served us came off as a total n00b. But he cared-- always asking us how we were doing and such (even though both of us had food in our mouths at the moment). -.- But I didn't appreciate being corrected when I said "bread things." Big deal, "bread and butter" isn't that far off from it anyway. But it was all delicious-- I got what I usually do at CPK (Traditional Cheese, yummers!) despite both Joe and my Mom (who'd called during the movie, so I had to call her back) wanting me to try something new for once. It's weird, I'm all for trying new things-- except in terms of food. Having stomachaches is no picnic, so I usually stick with what I know I like.
Blah, Mike also called during Chicago. He always calls me when I can't answer the phone. I wanted to call him back today too, but my back was killing me, and I was paranoid that I'd overdone my March minutes. But today is April, isn't it? GAUGH! And now it's 12am there, and even though he isn't asleep, he might be partying or something... >_> I'm just too much of a nillie to call him myself. I could always wait to this Friday anyway, so maybe he could talk to Amber and them. She'll be back from Bodega Bay... right? o.o Or is she already? @_@; I'm not sure.
The night ended with a resolution that was much needed-- clearing the air about some things in the past and such. It made me feel much better, and honestly, a lot less curious about "why"s of the past. That's a good thing, not being curious about stuff anymore, because then you don't regret asking or not asking something, and just staying awake all night. There's still so much in my mind though... I'm glad I'm journaling.
I finished the 3rd volume of the "Princess Diaries" (the one Joe got me yesterday) today. I was so absorbed in it that I was reading it early this morning, on the bus (I ditched 1st period to finish my POW; even though I didn't come up with my own problem like I was supposed to, I did all the problems and hopefully got them all right and everything...) and in Journalism (since my back was hurting, I didn't work on the comp today). I was done with it by the end of class in Journalism, and I can't wait to move onto the next volume (which I have! no angsty waiting! YAY!). -.- But people in Journalism were looking at me funny because I was reacting so strangely to a book (it's like that with fanfiction, too... >_>). Giggling and stuff, I mean. @_@; But I love Mia (the main character)! Aside from her being the princess and sole heiress to a small European principality, we actually have a lot in common. It's pretty scary. I think the differing line might come in where I *like* the idea of guys fighting over me, while for her, she'd rather just have the one guy she wants, and the guts to tell the one she likes, but doesn't love, off. Then again, we kind of have THAT in common too... >_>
Of all the things that happened today, I have to say English sucked the most. I was absent Friday (from school) because of pulling my back or whatever in the pool-- and it still isn't much better, 6 pills and many naps later. Even back rubs don't help, I'm so stiff. I don't want to go jumping off Conclusion Cliff or anything, but this is lasting too long for just a normal strained muscle or whatever. It really hurts, too, and aspirin isn't doing anything. So it was worse being in English, because of that ONE missed day, there's tons of work. Not just some questions and stuff I've been putting off doing (Thompson never remembers to collect anything I ever DO do!). But now there's the following crap load of work to make up:
* Pride and Prejudice Chapters 1-3 (read, answer questions on worksheets)
* Essay on Chaucer's use of irony in The Canterbury Tales (will she even accept this from me now? It's so overdue!)
* Memorize and recite to the class a selected Shakespearean Sonnet (I found #64. I hope I can memorize it in a day)
* Shakespearean Sonnet essay
* Get ready to write your OWN sonnet!
* Read Macbeth Act 1, look up vocabulary
*sigh* GAAAH! This is too much! For once, I have the money to pay someone to do my work for me, just no one to do such a thing. -.- FEH.
Oh joy, and there's only 6 days left till WAFF vs. TAFF day, and I only have a half-baked idea of what to do for Part 4 of Twisted Fate, when I said I was going to try to get 3 parts out! I have to get writing, Bonnie-edits or no! But I also have to work on the Spooferlicious fic with Siggy (most of the first part is done, so I suppose we can just send that part out and plan the rest later) and the Golden Apple Grecian fic with Bonnie (which I'm really looking forward, but I want to get everything done just right and not turn it into one of *my* weird fics). WAUGH.
Too much to do and not enough hours in the day! DAMNIT!
