Job Hunting...

Ooh, how exciting.
I went job hunting back in October with no luck. I only applied to six places:

1. Main Street Cafe
2. Courtyard Cafe
3. The Wok
4. Walgreen's
5. Raley's
6. GameStop

There are some places I can't work because I'm not 18, which sucks. I was going to apply at Blockbuster but couldn't because, well, I'm not 18. Apparently it has something to do with the R-rated movies they have.
Understandable in a way, because as an employee, I would be entitled to watch any movie in that store.
To me it's not really a big deal because I've been watching R-rated movies for years...but it's just a law thing.
Now I'm going to apply to:

1. Stockman's (the restaurant portion)
2. Subway
3. Port of Subs
4. Round Table Pizza
5. Pizza Hut
6. Safeway
7. Walmart
8. JD Slingers (the new steakhouse they replaced Heidi's with...they never should have done that)

And that's all I could really come up with.
But yesterday after school I did go and look around...unfortunately there are not many places to work on the right side of Auction road....
The only places I would be able to work on that side are:

1. Stockman's
2. Taco Bell
3. Sonic
4. ...Um...wait....that might be it.

Yeah...but on the other side...that's where all the potential action lies.
Please wish me luck, I really will need it.
After all, I'm not sure what Dad will do if I'm unable to find one.
He was telling me about one of his friends, Tiana (sp.?), who dropped out of the Navy and has been out of work for months.
She has work experience and is unable to find a job.
I have NO work experience and...am also unable to find a job...or was.
I still have a chance.

Gosh...I wish I knew how this happened to us, this recession thing.
I heard on the news quite a while back (over a year) that there were some people who "saw it coming"...they KNEW that this was going to happen at some point.
I mean, I don't keep up with world happenings or anything.
Usually when something happens, I'm one of the last to know about it.
That's because I just don't care....and why should I? I cannot help what happens in any way, and 99.9% of the time it doesn't affect me in any way.
So knowing about it is just...information gained.
Just today, someone I frequently talk to but have never met (don't worry, it's not like one of those Stranger Danger deals), was telling me about Plastic Beach, which is the new Gorillaz album coming out March 8th.
I didn't know about it at all.
Personally, I thought Gorillaz was through coming out with albums after D-Sides.
I didn't even hear about G-Sides, which came out BEFORE D-Sides did.
I only even heard about D-Sides because I saw it at Walmart and eventually bought it.
But yeah, I'm super excited about their new album. I'm a huge fan of Gorillaz.
But you wouldn't know it if I didn't tell you because I didn't even think to keep up with their upcoming albums. Lol.
I'm worried about how I'm going to get a hold of it though.
Or at least...be one of the FIRST to get a hold of it.
I found that there are A LOT of Gorillaz fans here in Fallon. I don't know who they are, but they are there.
I figured this out the hard way when I went to buy the D-Sides album. It was there the day I went to Walmart but couldn't buy it.
The VERY next day, when I actually had money, it was gone.
Someone had bought the last one in stock.
This happened to me TWICE!
It was so gay...but, eventually, I went to Walmart online and bought it. I got it in the mail.

Yeah...but that was an extreme tangent. Guess I'll go now.

Oh...I'm So Bored

Brandon wanted the day to himself today, which is understandable.
I just don't really know what to do now...Dad and Kandi (his new girlfriend's name) are watching Jackie Brown before she goes back to Fernley, so she'll only be here for a couple more hours.
They asked if I wanted to watch the movie with them, and I did, but I went on the computer to check my Gaia and then I just decided I might make a blog entry...mostly for my boyfriend because I know he likes to read it, but since I have more readers than just him now, it's not like I can just talk to him freely as though this were an email.
I wouldn't do that, anyway.
I suppose my plans for today (should Kristina forget to text me and ask if I want to hang out) will be:

Play computer game
Read book
Play GameBoy Advance

And that's it.
I'm a little sad with the new semester...I have a 1A-B now, which means I won't get to sleep in an hour longer anymore...
And no doubt there are going to be several freshmen in that class.
I don't have a problem with freshmen, but in the kitchen, they never seem to take anything seriously.
Cooking class is NOT the place to fool around...(It's actually Bake-Shop, but that's where the other cooking classes are, too).

...Hmm...
OOH!
For all my readers with a sense of humor out there, click on this (if you can, if not, just copy and paste it into your URL bar):

http://nedroid.com/2009/05/party-cat-full-series/

and let the laughter begin.
Anyway, I'm going to play my game now.

Ha ha ha, That Nag...

My boyfriend fussed at me and said I need to write in my blog more.
Even though I mentioned earlier that I would definitely NOT be able to make this an everyday thing.
I guess I have something that's worthy of mention now, though.
This week was the week of final exams for all my classes.
The only one I'm worried about is my Professional Cooking 2 final.
I had to have my team members help me, and they were both in Pro 1...
Time was not on our side yesterday...
I managed to maintain 100% for the entire semester, but bombing this final could definitlely be a blighting factor on my overall grade.
I'm going to look on the bright side, though, because Mrs. Van Patten knows how much this class means to me, and given all my hard work plus the extra credit I did working in the restaurant more than I needed to...I'll probably still come out on top.
Everything else was fine.
But today at lunch...it seemed everyone had their second semester schedules BUT ME...I swear.
I was sitting next to black Johnny and white Johnny (they're back together AGAIN...It's not going to last) and white Johnny showed black Johnny his schedule, and then it just seemed that everyone else around me had their schedules out! It was trippy.
So now I'm worrying that one of my teachers neglected to give me one even though I didn't see anyone else get one. Not from my class, anyway.
Wait a minute...don't I have my old one in my backpack?
*goes and checks*
No, I don't.
Darn...I know what classes I have, I just don't know in what order.
I'm sure I'll figure it out before...wait...does second semester start Monday?
If so, then I could have a 1A-B class that I would end up late for if I treated it like any other day!
Why didn't I get a schedule from one of my teachers?!
Perhaps if I call a friend...

Speaking of friends, Dad seems to have made a new lady-friend.
He was telling me about her before he went off to work.
He even showed me her picture. She's pretty. And Daddy said she was good for him.
She's his age (46) and she has two kids but they're both grown up and (I'm assuming) out of the house.
He found her on Match.com, and told me that her husband died...last year? Yeah, last year, and that she would have been married to him for the rest of her life had he not died...she'd been married to him for 28 years. (She got married at 18.) That's sad to hear, but I'm glad that she's choosing not to live the rest of her life in lonliness by refusing to remarry.
I know that remarriage (after becoming either a widow or a widower) can be a touchy subject for a lot of people.
I know that when you lose your life partner...your soul mate, even...you lose the light of your life, and it would be hard to even think about getting remarried...but you would be so lonely without someone else to fill that gaping hole that is left in place of your deceased spouse.
It's not fun...some people even die shortly after their spouses because of the heartbreak.
When I marry Brandon, I don't want to think of either of us dying, but I certainly won't tell him that he couldn't remarry if I died first. Sometimes you just...need someone.
You don't need to compare them to what you used to have, either. They would be just as good a companion, and you should give them the same amount of love you had for your previous husband or wife.
I mean, I can also understand why someone would be against it...you might have a sense of betrayal or guilt to your dead spouse...that if you remarried you would somehow be going against them in some way, or making them seem unimportant or replaced.
But you know, they're dead. I believe that their soul lives on in the afterlife, and whether they were in Heaven or Hell, I know that they would always love you, always miss you, and never forget you. I don't think they would be offended by your decision at all.
Plus, if you knew in your heart that you weren't trying to replace them, it wouldn't be a bad thing.
And think about it: if you died and were watching over your spouse from the heavens, and you saw how lonely and distraught they were, wouldn't you want someone to...rescue them? Seeing as you wouldn't be able to, and all...
I would...but I guess it's just up to you. I'm not trying to change anyone's mind or anything, just sharing my opinion.
But anyway, Dad is going to meet her on Saturday. I always like it when he meets new women to see if they'll make a suitable girlfriend...I just wish he'd find one who's exactly what he's looking for.
Wish him luck, won't you?

Try As I May...

...There is simply no way I can blog every day...
...Well, that's kind of a lie, but true for the most part.
Not everyday do I have something even worth getting on the computer to type up.
I suppose it doesn't matter...I mean, I could come here and just type about my day, but if nothing spectacular happened, who would want to read it?
Well, over the weekend I went on my first double date with my friend Kristina and her boyfriend.
We went to the skating rink and my boyfriend looked as though he was having more trouble skating than I was (which is not to say I'm a bad skater. I just wobbled a bit. And I fell a couple times. But both times it was Kristina's fault).
He says next time he's going to bring roller blades.
Anyway there were a few junior high kids in there as well as some little kids...they all skated so well.
There was a 4 year old on roller blades just dashing around the floor and the rink like she was born to skate...and there were a couple junior high boys who skated (on roller blades) like professionals.
One of the boys was DANCING while he skated...I was so jealous.
I want to be able to skate like them, but truthfully, I'm not willing enough to put the time, effort, and money into learning to do what they do.
Not because I'm just that lazy, but because it's not a TRULY useful skill.
I mean sure, if you got even better than you already were, and some guy took notice of you and entered you into some professional skating thing, it would be useful...but it's not so much a skill as it is a talent...people can make money off talents, but what about having a skill that could benefit you in something different?
Even if I made millions of dollars by being a professional skater, I'm smart enough that I would realize my life was missing several things.
It's never good to only be able to do one thing exceptionally well...or rather I should say it would be BETTER to know how to do several things equally well than just one thing exceptionally well.
I heard that in a quote, I think, or from a book, but I can't remember exactly how it goes or who it's by...
AnYwAy!
I had a really fun time.
It was cool, too, because as soon as we pulled up and I got out of the car, I found a gold dollar coin!
It's dirty, though, so I'm going to clean it.
Then I'm going to save it...yeah...it'll be worth more in the future.

Sometimes I think about the things I'll be leaving behind when I die.
Not to be morbid or anything, but sometimes I daydream that if I were to die today, what would Daddy do with my stuff?
Would he sell as much of it as he could?
Would he put it in boxes and stow it away?
Perhaps that's a question I should ask him.
It's not weird. I can talk to my dad about ANYTHING, including sex and politics.
My dad's just the type of guy who doesn't make things awkward when he's having a conversation with his daughters. It's...well it's something in him that I find to be a continuous blessing.
But anyway...sometimes I wonder about dying in the future as an adult in my 20s or 30s.
If it were just me and my husband, and we both got in an accident and died, and we didn't have a will, how would they decide what gets done with the stuff?
Would whoever decides these things take it for themselves?
Give it to family members without a will?
Sometimes I picture a thief coming in and taking some of it...if we were dead, COULD someone just come into our house and claim what they wanted without penalty?
It's not stealing if we're dead, is it? I mean, I'm not talking about grave-robbing, but if all this stuff were sitting in our house and it was before the insurance people or whoever came in and dealt with it, could people take it?
I can't say I would mind if they did. I'd be dead. I couldn't use it anymore.
But if I had a choice, it would go to my family.
Sometimes I get the feeling I should prepare a will just to have one.
How old do you need to be to prepare a will?
Do you keep your will around the house or give it to some company that deals with these things?
Do funeral homes hold on to people's wills for them?
Whenever you see a movie and you have a part where a character reads someone's will, it's not usually a member of their family, so who reads it?
So many questions...
Well it's not like my readers are going to answer these questions, so I'm going to do something else.

Damn Dog...

(I'm now going to type this is light blue, since I've had a complaint that my writing is hard to see. WOULDN'T HAVE HAD THIS PROBLEM HAD THE SETUP NOT BEEN CHANGED!)
But anyway...
Dad went on a 3-day work trip to San Diego...I left my door open because the cat was in my room and I can't just leave him in there or he might go to the bathroom.
Well...Today was trash day and I didn't take out my trash...
Asta got into it....
She also got under my bed and ate the majority of what was left of a bag of Dum Dum Pops...She must have eaten over 50 of them, I'm sure of it.
And she ate the marshmallow pop I got for Christmas from my bf's mom!
I don't like raw marshmallow, but I at least wanted to TRY the stupid thing! Just to see if I liked it!
I beat Asta again...more than I did with her last mistake...
She's not supposed to eat people food anymore, but she doesn't know that.
She DOES know that she's not supposed to go through trash, though.
And now I remember why I close my door EVERY DAY whenever I'm gone. I don't care if Dad is there or not.
I put her outside too...I didn't realize that the gate was open.
But luckily, Great Grandma came to drop off another box of food and I saw her hanging around the car.
I wondered how she got there, and then I realized.
So now she's back in and I'm worried that with all the candy, paper, and plastic she ate, she's going to have digestive problems.

But school was otherwise fine. I was happy to see all my friends again.
I didn't get my class work for English done, lol. Sometimes sitting with my table-mates can be very distracting.
Especially with Cheyenne...She talks SO much. I mean, her stories are all very interesting, but that only makes them harder NOT to listen to.
So I only got half my work done.
Fortunately, Ms. Nuttall is one of those nice lady-teachers who gives her students more time to finish whatever work they didn't complete. It's awesome.
It's hard to type, though. My fingers are very cold. I'm gonna read, maybe take a nap.

I'm Not One For New Year's Resolutions...

Aww....where's my purple font color?!
Well anyway...I was a little upset last night because my bf kept getting texts from his friends wishing him a happy new year and I only got ONE from my ex-stepmother.
I thought about texting her back and asking her why she didn't wish me a Merry Christmas, but I don't really care...
And then Brandon gets one from MY BEST FRIEND, and I don't even get one from MY BEST FRIEND! How fucked up is that!
But it's okay. I'm not gonna freak out about it.
But anyway, what are your New Year's Resolutions, should you be the kind of person who makes them?
If I were the type of person to make resolutions, this would be my list:

1. Call best friend more often
2. Eat less sugary stuff
3. Text/call family in VA more often
4. Worry less about the future
5. Do what little homework I get the first day it's assigned/ procrastinate less

...And that's it. I don't need to lose weight because I'm not fat. I don't need to quit smoking because I don't smoke. I don't need to cut back on red meat or whatever the most popular resolution trends are these days because they really just don't apply to me.
But with the list, the first one would be because she actually asked me to call her more.
The second one is because I eat so much candy and so many sweet foods, it's a little ridiculous.
The third one is because I really don't keep in touch with them as often as I should. It's exasperating in a way because they don't make much of an effort to keep in touch with me either.
The fourth one is because I really do worry too much...I could make myself sick if I'm not careful.
And the fifth one is just an all around good thing to do.
Yep...but, I'm just not a resolutions kinda gal.
Hey, um...if there's anything you'd like me to write about, don't be afraid to make a request.
I'm kind of trying to keep this blog interesting for all the people I hope will read it someday.
This website is a little strange...I wish it was set up in a different way so that you could access other people blog's according to their content.
...Maybe they do and I just haven't realized.... O___O ...that would be embarrassing, huh?
But yeah...I was looking at some of the Blogs of Note...I found this one by Bad Ass Geek which I subscribed to...I wish there were a simpler way to do that, though...(long story).
I looked at some other ones, too...they were all pretty cool, but...I kinda want to find some blogs of people who are closer to my age...
Maybe teenagers just aren't into blogging at their age...Lol...you would think otherwise.
I don't know, I'm still a noob.
Perhaps I'll figure it out more as I go along.