Tuesday, June 21, 2005

What would your Anime life be like? by hearthlight
Name:
Gender:
Your looks:	Short silver hair.
Your best friend:	A talking magical animal.
Your powers:	Energy blasts.
Your beloved:	A sexy vampire.
Your occupation:	Student.
Your ending:	The manga was better.
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Hey....That's like what my life is right now...Crazy.

I go into work at three, so I have about 45 minutes left before I really have to start getting ready. I get to work all week, have Friday and Saturday off, thanks to Alma. She said that I had to work too much this week, so she let me have Friday off because I told her that there is a graduation party I was going to. It's the truth too.
Not much has happened though. Just work. That's not bad, at least I'm getting paid.
Not too long ago (30 Minutes) I sent an IM to Kenny. It's crazy how I always feel like a burden to him when we talk. Quick one word answers, non-enthusiastic conversations....It just sucks that such a good friend could put to "waste" over a simple little trip. I just wished that never happened.
On another note...
I'm still surrounded by lazy people at work. I'm sorry to complain, but this is my journal. You can skip this paragraph if you want. At closing time yesterday, I was teamed up with Jefferson, Thiele, Eddie, and Debra. We were all doing a great job cleaning up the restaurant and everything was going well. When Debra (my team leader) asked Jefferson to scrub and Squeegie the floor, he complained about his tiredness just like this morning. I told him that it didn't take much, just spill a bucket, that I would even fill it up and spill it for him, so that all he had to do was brush the floor withteh broom and squeegie the water to the drain. It only takes 10 minutes if you do it without question and do it right. I went to finish polishing up the front counters with that Eco-shine stuff, and returned to the back. Jefferson was gone, and only half of the back was done. There wasn't any soap and water spilled on one side of the back. I was pissed, but I had no choice to do it anyway. We all finished and Eddie and I got to walk back to ESO together. We had fun talking about our dogs and cats from our younger age, His beagle, Casey (my golden retriever). He was really hyper, so he was just running around me. He said that he usually sprints all the way to his car, after I gave him permission to do so, he decided not to so that he could stay and talk to me. I felt so special.

I miss Michael. I was supposed to call him last night when I got home, but I was pooped. I went to bed.
I'm off to call him now. Then get ready. I'm so happy I got this job early in the year. Now I know I will have enough money to go to Ushi-con and A-kon. Hopefully my mom will let me go. She said that she would probably come with me, but also hopefully she won't want to come to every little event that I go to....*thinks about the Yoai room*
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>.>
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O_o.....^.^

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Monday, June 20, 2005

....Long day, and a small world
I'm sorry I have not been able to update lately. I've been extremely busy with work and family matters, so I have not had much time. I would be getting home around 11 or 12 midnight almost every night. As I was busy these past few days, i will be also for the next few, until friday. Work has gotten me caught up with stress and being tired, and I need some rest once in a while. I'm sorry, once again for not updating, for those who actually read this journal.

Father's day was relaxing. My sister, and mother went to kinko's to print out a picture of my sister and i from my debut dance. It is a really cute picture, and i would post it on this journal. But I refuse to post any pictures of me without certain security. It took us about an hour to figure out the machine and print the darn thing. I had it right the second time, but they insisted on my strategies being unworthy. Oh well, it's their time wasted, not mine. I didn't have much to do anyway, as long as I was away from work.

I get two days off of work next week. Friday and Saturday I think. I'm alos getting closer to transferring to the vendors. I figure I might as well have fun at work right? Being a caricature artist is better than dealing with customers and their food. At first, they said I would need to take one year off of working for Six Flags, but I found out today, that it can be waivered. So mom and I took my resume and my skethpad over to teh employment office. They said to keep it until i get to see this lady named Eve (the way the guy pronounced it was like Eevee, from Pokemon). So yes, I'm one step closer.

After that, we ventured over to HEB to pick out some of dad's favorite foods for today. There, I saw my friend Melissa, the girl the sat behind me in Geometry class. I missed her, but she was going on break, so I was not able to talk to her much. I suppose I shall talk to her on AIM later.

A few days ago, I took my mother to go see a movie (Madagascar) in order to relieve some stress and to have a fun night out. We haven't gone to see a movie in a long while, so I thought it would be good for the both of us to visit the Cielo Vista. Dad and little sister went to see a different movie (Star Wars, Eps.3). I would have gone to see that one, being me, but I felt like laughing that night. Their movie wa sa lot longer than ours, so mom and I wound up sitting in the lobby area, watchig the big screen tv over the video games. I grew bored of seeing the same Fandango commercial three times and took a look around the crowd. Usually, when you just see a crowd, there is no one recognizable as someone you know, but out in the middle, right after the ticket taker, I recognized a familiar face. He wasn't from here, where I lived, but from the previous state where I resided. Luke Simpson, one of the baggers from the Air Force Academy Commissary, and his older brother, Josh. I froze. Mom noticed my tension and looked around. After much debate, I rose from my seat to greet them. Luke didnt' look too excited to see me after so long, and in an incredibly different place, but Josh was suprised and welcomed me with warm smiles. Luke and I have never been tense before, but I still kept an optomistic face. I knew that they moved here, but I was not sure exactly where they would be stationed. Mom actually works in the same base as they live and work at. I'm also able to visit Josh at the Chic-Fil-A right outside one of our malls.
Their movie was about to start, so I let them be on their way. Mother said she was suprised that I didn't give them our new number, and dared me to sneak into their theatre and give it to them. I can't resist a dare from Mom, so I grabbed a napkin, and a pen from her purse. After writing it with nervous hands, I made sure i had my ticket stub (Just in case I was stopped), and proceeded to find their theatre. For some reason, there was only one showing of S.W. in that wing of the Cinema building. That was strange because I think it was only the 3rd day it was out. I found the room that it was showing in and peeked inside. There was a small barrier in between the stairs to the higher seats, and the entry way. My head popped only a little bit above, just enough to find the two about 7 rows up. Filling my lungs with air and exhaling, I walked around and up the stairs.
To make a long story short (I'm tired and have to go to bed), I gave them the number and slept well last night. They haven't called, I'm not suprised. But oh well.
I'll update more as soon as possible, until then, goodnight and all that. I miss all my friends, I love you all.
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Tuesday, June 14, 2005

The HEB
Let me see

Michael's here, sitting next to me and playing with my arm hair...
Anyway, i went to the HEB to pick up an application. I discussed the issue of transferring to the vendors at Six Flags (seis banderas) Fiesta Texas. I wanted to try the Caricature thingy, which i think is better than serving food to rude guests that think the combos come with drinks....baka.
I asked ESO, but they said that i would have to take one year off of work of Six Flags in order to work at the vendors. So i applied to the HEB so that i won't have to miss out on a pay check for a whole damn year. Later on after that, i'll apply again to Six Flags.
While at the HEB, Sami, my sister and I were am using ourselves by reading the humorous birthday cards. Then i got home to unload the groceries, and my pants started to fall down. Needless to say, I forgot to wear a belt...
So my mom had to pick up my pants for me before i depants myself. Hahaha.
I'll see you all on the flip flop....
...My dizzle?
...no
Ja ne is better.
...Ja
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While i write this, there is a small porcelain doll sitting on my desk. ON the back, there is a small windup ring, when rotated and released, a little tune emits like a soothing lullaby. The mechanical fixation in the doll also allows her to sway from side to side, as if she's dancing in her seat.
The melody is soothing, yet somewhat...eerie, and at some point feels as if it can lead to something sinister. It's as if it's giving a warning, with everything good, comes something bad.
The only thing about this collectable wind up toy, is that she started all by herself, and on her last round of musical embrace, she toppled over onto her side, her soft glass face, only saved from a ruptorious finish by a book that held her weight from falling to the ground.
I stared at her lullness and after a few minutes of still, her legs looked as if they could and were moving. I imagined her, pushing herself back up again with a gentle hand, and opening her eyes to a scarlet, bloodshot iris, fire burning behind them. Her curling smile was now from ear to ear, unveiling jagged, fanglike teeth, wanting to impale my skin and spray blood onto her frilly pink dress as proof of her murder.
Flailing frantically, I tried to get away. Running as fast as i could to nowhere, anywhere but near that doll. With my running start, I took to the air, feeling accomplished of escaping her wrath. immoblie in the sky, I waited for any sign of the evil soul. Anything with a soul, you feel a presence, the tingling down my spine, and I turned. Falling, i looked to my abdomen, my hands uncovered a bloody spot, spinning in the air as i lost control, I was diminishing to the ground.
Closer and closer to the earth, I felt a numbing sensation overcome my body. I could feel nothing but the soft bed, as I crashed onto it with a thump.
Awake, I felt the last bounces of my harsh landing. My eyes opened to the stare of the little porcelain doll, sitting on my shelf across the room.
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Survival of the Fittest

....Survival of the fittest.

An art that usually animals only practice.
What if we, us, this human race, depended on survival of the fittest? I don't think we'd be over popluated in some places....duh. And maybe the ground might be a bit healthier....maybe some better crops from the years of our Biodegradable bodies being buried in teh ground. We'd eventually grow used to having our "loved ones" die so quickly, so easily, painlessly. The whole human race could become a bit stronger too. Only the strong survive.
It's like having "street-smarts in the barrio". The ones who don't get shot are the ones who avoid the other "gangs" (species), stay within your group, do what you need to do, and don't mess in others' territory. Do you know what I mean?
The lazy humans, all the work they need to do is going to catch up with them...
Yesterday, one of the team leaders at work was complaining about the work we needed to do. All we were doing was taking the cart out to the street, getting it full of bags of ice, bringing it back to the tent, and dropping it all into the bin on top of the sodas. It wasn't that hard, and it doesn't even make you pant to get the ice. She was slacking off. I don't know how she made team leader...but i made her work. "If you are going to do something, do it right the first time so you don't have to do it a second time." That's what my father always tells me, plus, she's getting paid to work. I don't know what her problem was, but she was also complaining about getting her shirt and pants wet. I told her to shut up and break the ice on the ground, it's so hot out here that your clothes will dry in 20 to 30 minutes...and nobody cares about how you look.
Then she looks over her shoulder at the two guys at the next ice bins about 50 feet away.
"They keep looking over here, i wonder why...look, their ice bin looks so much better than ours," she noted.
"Well, they are probably looking over here because you are complaining so loudly, and unreasonably. Second, if you think their ice bin "looks better", then why don't you go get more ice and make ours equal or of greater value to theirs? Hmm?"
"...."
"That's what I thought. Now the question from me to is: Are you getting paid?"
"Yeah"
"Are you a Team Leader?"
"uh huh"
"I don't see why. You have been complaining this whole time, and worrying about yourself and your looks. This is not a beauty pageant. This is work time, your are not being paid to whine."
"..."
"Let's get some more ice for those bins over there."

I have been working at that specific area for only an hour. We made 7 trips back and forth to the ice truck. Maybe she was just weak. She couldn't even open the ice truck's door.
...*shakes head*
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Monday, June 13, 2005

Today... was boring....too tired for insight right now...later
June 12, 2005

Tatsume called while i was at Madrina's house. The conversation is as follows, asterisk represents my thoughts:

Maki: Hello?
Tatsume: Hey Maki what's up
*didn't i tell you not to call my cell phone anymore?*
Maki: um...not much, i'm at my madrina's house. Did you need anything?
Tatsume: No not really, just called to talk. Actually, what are you doing next week? When are you off of work?
Maki hesitates, trying to think of an excuse, but she realizes she has waited too long to have a feign response.
Maki: Well, i'm off on Tuesday, i was going to hang out with some friends....why?
Tatsume: Which friends?
Maki:...My friends. Why?
Tatsume: You are going to hang out with your friends and you didn't invite me?
Maki:...well, it was going to be our day out...actually, i'm going out with my boyfriend
Tatsume: And you didn't invite me?!
Maki:....IT'S MY BOYFRIEND!! I'M GOING TO HANG OUT WITH MY BOYFRIEND, YOU KNOW THE TWO OF US TOGETHER!!!
Tatsume: I'm sure he wouldn't mind...You should have invited me.
*baka wara*
Maki:.....(Click)
Tatsume: (beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep)

BTW, Baka wara means block head in Japanese. There's a day's lesson...not really, but yeah.
I got off of work and went to pick up invitations for a wedding at my Madrina's house (madrina: Godmother, in spanish). That is when Tatsume called and i hung up on him, after that, mom and i used the two dollars in my wallet to buy two large Tea's from Bill Millers. That tea is the shiz nit. That's right, the shiz nit.
After that, we headed to my aunt's house. There, the little kids were plying around my legs. After a few minutes, they decided to sit on top of my feet, clinging as i walked around the living room a few times. Then i noticed that my baby cousin had little bugars around his nose, so i cleaned him up and spun him around a bit. Then i had to leave. I took Crystal's friend home before that, she's was hot...
Anyway, we took her home and talked about Ken-po, Ninjutsu, Ju-hitsu, Tae-kwon-do, and various Martial arts matters. My uncle Alex said he could probably hook me up with a deal. One of his friend's taught a class.

I guess that's it. I'll update tomorrow. See ya later. Ja ne!

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Friday, June 10, 2005

Disaster.

A total disaster

Everything was going great after my nap. I slept for about 45 minutes, but when i woke up, my pants were not out of the dryer yet, I had to wear some old pants that were a bit tight on me. I wore a belt a tad loose so it didn't show much. I'm just a bit self concious (sp?) about my looks now that my mom has taken me out of Yoga. Anyway, I got dressed and went on my way to pick up Tatsume from nightschool. I gave him a big hug and tried to hurry along because I knew mom was a bit impatient that night. The first thing that happened was when I opened the door of the car. Now, see, Mom and I are kind of old fashioned when it comes to boys. We're both used to either opening the door and being the first one in, or having the door being opened for us, then letting us in. Tatsume, just stood there. I hesitated for about half a second, and finally opened the door, was about to get in, when he got in front of me and hopped in to greet my mother "Hi mom" he said. I mean, yeah, I know I call you Tatsume-dono, but still. And even though you are a guest and stuff, we're giving you a ride, And you don't even have to courtesy to ask about my day. I arrive there, and you just start complaining. I haven't thought much of it until now. On the way, we start talking about Akon. He mentions Joe getting drunk. Joe is the one that i gave my ticket to.

...Mom is tired. I'll continue this in the morning. Goodnight
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Thursday, June 9, 2005

....none
I've just gotten back from the last day of Guard camp about an hour ago. My hand makes a new sound when I move my right thumb now.

Nicole....oh geez...Nicole. Why does she cry whenever she doesn't win an award? I suppose she was expecting to get the Best improvement award, when Beth got it, i could hear her gasping and crying...I mean yes, she is a friend, but still,... I don't know.

I've recently been visited by a member of MyOtaku, that is very interesting, and has many opinions in which I would like to discuss. I have much to say and ask him. I just wish i could get into contact with him somehow. I know he likes anime, I wouldn't be able to see him at one of the Conventions here however, he lives in Japan. I know that you know who you are in this update, maybe you could get AIM or a messanger of some sort...

About today. Heehee, I went to that TECA Guard camp, was a little bit energetic near the end. I wound up raving with those Sour Apple Straws. I saw this guy named Paul and he was watching me. haha it was funny, he commented to the girl next to him about my raving with candy. The edible kind of Candy. Later on did i find that there was sugar all over my black, bondage pants, and my hands.
At the performance, I brushed my arm pass my belt on the side, and was struck by the small metal peice that stuck out of my belt. It was sharp, and i didn't know that until it made a small scrape on my inner arm that bled for a good 10 minutes. It looks like a small tiny cut when healed. When it was opened, it bled two drops. A few minutes later, i cut myself twice more, this time on the inner elbow. those ones weren't bad, but they bled too. Man, people are going to think that I'm some sort of cutter that dyes the silver metal of a razor to a dark velvet red. The metal won't go back into the little hole, and i have to find some scissors. there might be some in my closet.
Well, I suppose that shall be it for now. I will probably update more later. My sister wants to get on the computer, and my time limit is up. I feel some drawing cravings coming on, i drew a rifle earlier (that is what i was spinning at the Colorguard camp). I'm heading to Diversions to play with Tatsume for a bit around 9:30. I'l update after that. Ja!
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*finds my otaku in the attic in an old trunk and blows the dust off*

Take the What Naruto Character are You? quiz brought to you by Danseibi.net.

Wow, girls want me and boys want to be me....

Well, it's about 11 21 at night, and I have only a few minutes before mom comes out here from hearing my typing.
Well I just got off grounding from my grades and teh eyeliner thing. I wore my eyeliner with a spike, and three dots like my wolf form has. Mom saw it after school because I forgot to take it off before I got into the car. The reason why she was made was because she had already told me that it was not ok by her for me to wear it. I didn't think it was doing any harm that day, and I didn't really listen to her in my inner self. But still, who is the one being "judged" at school, Me or her?
Anyway, I was not able to go to Akon because of that, I had saved up so much and worked so hard at getting grades up and stuff, i thought she was just acting out of anger at first impulse, and that she would change her mind, but she didn't. grr..Oh well, There's always Ushi-con. I'll have even more money then too, hopefully, a better costume and I'll be a little more prepared.
I also got a job at Six flags. I'm a cashier, I have to handle the money, and deal with the customers. I'm getting all bruised up on my shins from jumpin up on the counters and closing the shutters. Stupid me for landing on my shin everytime. I also get to close a lot. That means, getting there around noon, and not leaving til about 11 PM, getting home around 11 30, not falling asleep until about 12 30 or 1 am, then doing it all over again. It's not much to complain about. At least I get to work on my upper body while unpacking all the food and stacking it in the back freezer.

I've been going to Guard Camp, but Specker put me on Beginning Rifles, so now i'm learning how to spin...yeah, a rifle. A big, wooden rifle that hurts if you don't catch it right. Thank gooshness i bought gloves yesterday, and just today, i finally caught my first double. Yey!! *throws hands in the air* Mr. Sanchez *remembers the name Dirty Sanchez from Dogdeball* is weird..But i did get a ribbon today, for great effort and stuff. I actually like the song we're doing. I met two girls there from Medina Valley. Cici, and Nicole. They're cool, Cici's hot, really hyper, she acts a lot like me though, we have a lot in common. Too bad she's straight. *curses* Nicole is cool too. She pushes herself a lot. She said she wants to be the BEST rifle out there, but she just can't seem to pick up a lot of the stuf that we're doing. She's expecting too much out of herself in so little time, and she won't listen to us when we tell her to slow down. Man, does she push herself though. She just needs to stop worrying about what the others think, and do it for herself, and no more crying, it's not going to get you anywhere, and it wastes precious practice time.

I guess that's mostly what's been happening, sorry this post is so short, and didn't cover much of what you might have missed while I was on restriction. Mostly work is what happened. That's not interesting. I'll post more about everyday now though, since i have permission to now.

Well, all i have to say for now is that i'm sorry I wasn't able to go to Seth's birthday party, i'm sorry sis', i really wanted to be there. I do have a card and a present for you though, the next time we get together, i'll give it to you. Happy Late Birthday! Love ya! And I'm always here for you. You can call me whenever, and I really mean, WHENEVER.
Phlinx, thank you for being concerned about my otaku. Haha, i can't wait to meet you! Maybe at Ushi-con, ne? Sorry i missed the oppurtunity at Akon. I think we're going to be great friends.
I have no idea who else read my otaku, i know those people in my guestbook, i haven't memorized all of them. YOU NEED TO SEND ME MORE PM's ABOUT YOURSELVED PEOPLE...you say "let's be friends", or "add me to your friends list", yet i know nothing about you.
PEACE
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Wednesday, June 8, 2005

   Grawr!!
Hey guys. Sorry i have not been updating for a long time. And i apologize for this short post also. I just got online, and then random family members were asking me to do a bunch of chores around the house, plus i had to grease up my gloves for guard camp (i'm spinning rifles now).
My sister has just asked me to get online also, even though the total amount of time i was actually on was about 20 minutes. I deceded that I was not going to start a pointless fight and ruin the night, so i let her on after this update. I will write more later, maybe tomorrow after Camp. I really wish Seth could have been there.
Anyway, Ja ne for now. More to post about missing Akon, work and stuff.
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