Last week...

Of school. I am so excited, yet extremely stressed out this week. I have so much to do I don't even know where to begin. Good thing I only have two finals on Monday. My other three were take home exams. Super easy. I cannot wait until this week is over. I am ready for a long break. Then I'll be complaining like two weeks later that I have too much damn time on my hands. Ahhh I just need a nap !

My Grandmother...

is an interesting person. I am actually at her store now typing this blog up. My grandmother actually owns a spiritual supply store. It's called a botanica in spanish. She is a tarot card reader and has been since before I was born. So she pretty much has many clients. I don't believe in what she does, but hey it helps us live comfortably. I actually think its pretty creepy. She has tons of saints in her store and some of the saints are painted black! She also sells these baths for every spiritual cleansing you could imagine. Some women come in and ask her they need a candle or a bath so they could keep their men in line. They have serious issues. Some people come in shaking all over the place claiming they have the holy spirit. Holy spirit my ass! I cant believe I'm even here now.

What my weekend will consist of.

This is not the most interesting post, but for the sake of getting enough posts in I am going to write about my weekend. It will be boring because I am always working! I never get a damn break. Tomorrow I will be going with my mother shopping for her dress. My brother is getting married May 14th to a woman I barely know. Great this should be fun. I am then going out to dinner with my father, his girlfriend, and my boyfriend. They will finally meet for the first time. Boy am I nervous! It should be fine since we'll be at an Italian restaurant called Illcantuccio and its BYOB! I'll just slip my dad a few glasses of Pinot Grigio and he should be fine! Saturday and Sunday are boring because I work from 4pm to 12am. Not fun! I should really start looking for a new job.

Jersey Shore

I think this has got to be the worst show ever! I can't believe they would even air this piece of shit. I could make a show and hopefully it would be a hit. I think it's all fake. There is no way in hell that people really act like that. I mean like how much drama could you possibly have!? Now i Hera they are airing their next season in Italy and the Italians are not happy about that. I don't blame them. Not all Italians act this way!

My weekend...

was so hectic! I worked Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. I was swamped at work. There were these cheerleaders staying at the hotel the entire weekend. I'd say they were in middle school. Friday night there was a pizza party for the parents and their daughters. There were probably about 50 parents and they all wanted to come a crowed the bar at the same time. I was the only bartender and boy was a stressed! They were pretty patient thought being that I was alone. I then had this bitch lady sit at the bar and she wanted to eat. The Bitch complained about everything! She complained that there wasnt enough parmesean cheese on her caesar salad. She then kept asking for shit she didnt need. She then wanted to order a veggie burger and then complained because it didnt come with sweet potato fries. Bitch you never specified what fries you wanted. She then wanted me to take it back and put her damn burger on a separate plate. She took a bite and said it was not cooked. I wanted to KILL her. She asked for her bill then said she didn't feel like she had to pay for it. Im like what the fuck do you want from me lady. She shouldn't have to pay for the burger because she didn't eat it, but she should of had to pay for her salad and wine. The Bitch didn't complain about her wine tasting funny or anything. My dumb ass manager comped her entire bill. That is one person I would love to see outside of work ;)

Something for me.

Eyes as bold as the whisper of a four letter word peer into my core and take me for what I am.

I am so undeserving of such a beautiful stranger, yet welcome the opportunity.

I see life in your gaze, live and die between each and every blink.

Such a sweet death you give me, I surrender to your impunity.

Where is gravity, is it that I have found myself crashing into you?

Can skin be so soft, so as to ensure my safety?

I caress your pedals in search of thorns, but draw no blood.

I reflect on the pain, you are not the same; I’ve torn much flesh lately.

Here I am, but still no affirmation as to who you are.

The complexities of your presence often crowd my brain.

Am I still plummeting to earth or have I reached my destination?

I am so impatient; I contemplate if you feel the same.

 

So alone

You know sometimes you can't always count on family to be there. Personally I think they are all pieces of shit! I really would like to move away from all of them except for my mother and little sister. They are the only true family members that I have. Everyone else can choke on a BIG one. Pardon my French. I'd like to move away to a warm place and never speak to any of them again. I am completely fed up with everything and I am super close to exploading. You can't count on my family for anything! I don't know how the hell I was ever born into this nutty family. Now I shall stop complaining and go bitch slap them all :)