Where am I going in life? What am I doing Here?

While driving to Starbucks this morning I saw Wheat Ridge Brush Truck, and then one the way to school Denver Fire dept. Then in art my friends shadow was drawing afire truck.
Speaking of art we started a new tri Monday. I now have Honors World History, Geometry, Visual Arts, Honors Biology, and unfortunately Honors English which has undergone a “Watson Reform.” Ms Lewis hates Watson. I heard he talking to Robertshaw this morning saying “this is my school and this guy just walks in here like…” you can probably guess. I strongly dislike him with a passion. He was saying that “we have to stay on track and the same subject or else Val will yell at us again.” Whatever. I only yelled at him once when I asked a question about our final (cause that’s a huge chunk of our grade) and he started talking about something totally different and I wrote the wrong info on my final so I had to redo it. Oh and I had a heated discussion with him yesterday cause he called me stupid, self centered, and very hard to get along with at times. I’m sorry I’m short tempered but if we studied something last trimester why should we study it again this tri. That man is so, just, ugh! Gross. Oh and he touched me today! I had to run to the bathroom and wash my hand. You think I’m over exaggerating but I’m not he’s so gross. He’s got a gobbler like Sister Catherine but his is worse, it’s like his whole neck, just a slimy wobble burble of flubber surrounding his spinal cord (if he even has one of those, he’s a walking blob of yuck). I don’t like my classes as much as I thought I would but oh well. Biology’s great I sit in the back of the class, seven seats back so I can look at everyone. I’m not sure I’ll like art as much as I thought. A lot is expected and I’m not an artist. Geometry is awesome though, the teacher is great, the class is small and Mr. Doyle loves Disney so we hear a lot of music from the movies, in class. Quizzes are extra credit and they’re on whatever is on his tie. Like the seven dwarves of Simba’s mom’s name (I don’t know that one).

Dam That's A Lot of Money

So on the way to school this morning I was listening to KYGO and heard a spoof of Toby Keith’s “Who’s Your Daddy”. It was Who’s your turkey. It was pretty funny. Then the breaking story... Dun Dun Dun… Three bags of cash containing $70,000 dollars each had been stolen from a casino in New Orleans. Police recovered two of the three, but the beavers found the other. When police found the money it had been woven into the beaver dam. It was pretty darn amazing the whole story was really worth listening to. One of the dj’s was wondering how a beaver can pull to lever to win the jackpot with the size of their paws. It’s easy, they stand on top of each other under a trench coat and then one jumps onto the lever and dam you have money for a house. (Don’t worry I do know how to spell). Wow what a story.

It's True Caferteria Food is Awful

The house has calmed down a little and now my mom’s after me for eating too much and that I am putting on too much weight. Well lunch at school doesn’t really happen. Everything is too expensive and if I buy something it is normally gross. I bought pasta yesterday and the noodles were so watered down that they were stringy and fell apart. Oh and I didn’t want salad (which is 50 cents) but they put it on and then the lunch lady wouldn’t let them take it off so she charged me for it. I’m not going to eat it and I could have used the extra fifty cents to buy milk, but no. so I had a very disgusting meal which I didn’t even eat so I wasted $3.50. Then the water machine ate my five dollar bill, I just wanted change but it wouldn’t give it to me so I had to buy water. No milk, no food, and my mom wonders why I come home and need food. We don’t have anything around the house cause we’re trying to conserve our money since we loose our pension at the New Year. Sure I am a little pudgy, I don’t like but there’s only so much I can do. Not eating a healthy diet it a cause but no one every buys anything besides French toast, hamburger and like one other thing.

And You Thought Parking in Cherry Creek was Bad!

Finding a parking space at school is so hard. The seniors take up all the parking lot so everyone else parks on the street, and we can’t park on Fifth avenue anymore cause Lowery development decided we can’t park there and now they will ticket us. Since my parents have decided not to wake me up until about seven, when I should be up sooner I have a higher chance of getting caught in traffic and being late. That happened yesterday. I do set my alarm clock it just doesn't work. So if I get to school late there is no parking on the street so I end up parking in a no parking zone but at the end of the day there are at least two cars behind me. It would be a lot better if everyone didn’t leave half a car space between them and the car in front of them, then there would be a little more room. Oh well as Jamroz says “Life’s a bitch, and we’re all fu*%@#”.

We're Off Like a Herd of Turtles- Cathy

I haven’t written I feel as slow as a turtle. I feel like I haven’t written in a century I have so much to say. I think I will begin with last Saturday. Josh, Megan, Alex, and Katy went snowboarding. That night Katy went to a play where I guess she met up with Josh. I went to see Ladder 49 with my mom, brother and two friends. When we got there, there were only nine seats left. My mom bought three tickets because I had a coupon for buy two for six dollars. Then right after her I asked for two tickets and the guy goes we only have one left. Do the math nine minus three is six. So I bought the last ticket and gave it to my friend. I left and went home but on the way home I was involved in a minor Volvo vs. Volvo collision. I had stopped, the Volvo behind me stopped. Then the lady behind me kissed my bumper. She didn’t realize she had taken her foot off the brake. She gave me her name and number and since there was no damage done we each went our separate ways. When I told my dad and he laughed and said I had a knack for getting hit from behind. While everyone was out of the house, I alone with no one to talk to or do anything with I started I puzzle. Working Sunday was good everything went smoothly. I got to cut the rice crispys. Katherine is a really nice person too, very artistic. Not everyone organizes the tea in rainbow colors. Monday night I was supposed to be a runner but some one called in sick so Dan put me on cash. That means I have to get all nervous again about being a runner and now “THE BOSS” is back which makes it a little more intimidating. The crazy buttered noodles guy came. Dan is a really nice manager; he always wants you to be happy and lets you know if you are doing something right or what you should do if you don’t have anything to do besides silverware. Also never put you hand in a bucket of water with Sirachi when you have a cut. That hurts. Soy sauce stings too along with salt. Another great Noodles worker is Paul! He doesn’t work there anymore but he’s a really cool and funny guy. Ok so I think it was Monday night. I had a dream that Katy, Katherine, Megan Alex, Josh, me and some other people went to Santa Barbra. While there the pope tried to shoot me, I ducked and the bullet hit Katherine in the middle of the head and instantly killed her. Then he got mad and shot Megan in the stomach. Then everyone was mad at me because I shouldn’t have ducked and so it was my fault Katherine was dead. That was a really weird dream. I think I need someone to interpret it for me.
Tuesday morning my friend came to school and made me try some of her new cleansing tea. The story. She didn’t realize that the lid of her tea to go cup was dirty so she washed it off. Forgetting that she didn’t wash of the soap she put the cap in and started drinking. Once she realized it tasted like soap it was to late she was already in the car. She thought the soap would go away if she drank it real fast, but that didn’t work so she was walking around school with soap in her tea. I couldn’t tell. I knew there was a soap taste but I didn’t know what the tea tasted like so I didn’t know how much of a soap taste there was (this was little Meghan). So now I write filling up on candy when I should be finishing my take home finals. And I can barely eat anything because if I eat something my throat feels really small and I can’t swallow then my stomach starts to hurt real bad and I feel like I’m going to up chuck. It might be allergy related but that would mean… that Heaven forbid I’m allergic to pie crust and pasta!!! Maybe I need to get my tonsils removed. The past two days before I go to work I feel like that but then when I get to work I forget about it.
Finals are today and tomorrow then Friday a three day weekend. Our religion teacher was nice enough to give us the answers to the final so there really is no need to study. I don’t have to take the computer apps final, Thank Goodness. Also what I thought was devastating (but who can I blame but myself) actually isn’t. See there’s this guy in my Comp. Apps. class that I like but he doesn’t talk and I don’t really talk to him cause I’m shy (but not as shy as him) on the last day of class we talked to most we had all tri. 20 some odd words. I thought that would be the only class I had with him, but turns out we have biology together. Hopefully we’ll talk more seeing how it’s a more “get up and do a lab with someone” class. Oh well we’ll soon find out. I even asked him to Homecoming and he said the same as when I asked him to Backwards last year. Hey it’s my loss right.
Don’t think I have anything else to say so I guess I’ll finish my English final but who knows. Oooh to make it better it’s a take-home final but we have to be there all of the class to “Celebrate”. Celebrate what? Why should we have to? I hate that class. I found a new game online too, it’s under msn and it’s called feeding frenzy. Kassie and I played it after we finished our lyceum final. Which oh by the way, if you fail it, it lowers you GPA but if you pass I won’t raise it. I think the administration is going to have a lot of complaints. I mean who really takes a pass fail class that you don’t receive a credit for seriously. Oh well as Robert says “Different day, different question. Another day, another answer.”

The Best People You’ll Ever Meet Work at Noodles.

As many of you already know, I have recently started working at Noodles &Co. I love it. The people working there are awesome. There’s Dan, a manager who is kind and accepting. He always tries to make everything easier for me. Then there’s James the most open and friendly person I have ever worked with, with both a sense a humor and a serious side. He is really a great guy to work with. Osiel who speaks Spanish, unfortunatlyI Speak French (as a second language), making harder to communicate. He knows my name and says it in Spanish I think it's cool, because no one has done that since sixth grade. I haven’t met everyone yet but hey it’s only my second day.
The shyest person besides me I would have to say is Tessa. She was the first person to train me and talk to me. In other words she showed me the ropes. Although she is very shy and a little mysterious she’s a really great gal.
Now that that is out of the way we can get down to business. First there’s Katy. True she doesn’t work at Noodles (anymore) but she is still the greatest person in the world. As a sister what more can I ask for. She’s always there to give an encouraging word and listens to any troubles you might have, although you can never really tell what kind of mood she’s in. One minute she’ll be a happy little clam the next thing you know someone dropped a grain of sand in her happy little clam world and POW! It’s like totally reversed. But being her sister I guess I should be used to it. Moving on we have Megan a.k.a. Meggers who yes at times might be a little blond, but hey aren’t we all. She just so happens to be a manager at Noodles. As Katy’s best friend she has made her way into our family and isn’t (as far as I know) concerned about being seen in public with her best friends little sister. (Not that any one would think we’re related). She is an outstanding person, welcoming, intelligent, and most of all ticklish. Total personality reversal we come across Alex. Alex yet another manager, is the funniest person I’ve ever met in my life. Seriously. He is funny but when he needs to be, serious. Seeing him on the worst day of my life is always a good thing cause then I have a chance to cheer up, exercise my wrists, and cool my face down. It’s really funny, because everyone laughs at me (if they aren’t already laughing at him) because I laugh at him. Everyone seems to be amused by the way I laugh, but I’d have to say Josh’s it pretty hilarical too. Speaking of Josh he is a very nice guy. Every time I see him he is smiling, no matter what, even if he might have torn his rotator cuff. He is such a nice guy and his smile is always encouraging. Josh also has some weird stories, but not as weird as the faces and sounds Alex makes.
The best people you will every meet. I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have friends like them. It’s not everyday you meet a group of people like that and then take your time to go to IHOP at three in the morning to order, The Eggs Bennie, The Ruty Tuty Fresh and Fruity…. Passport breakfast, Western Skillet no meat extra eggs scramble, and French Toast with extra powdered sugar.

Different day, different question. Another day, another answer. – Roberto Lopez

Omg, load of my mind back and nerves. Today was my first day working at Noodles & Co. I was really nervous. After all it was my first job and my first day. I was very scared and nervous at the beginning but after getting into what actually goes on I relaxed. I spent most of the time following Tesea my trainer around. I learned how to cash, clean and refill condiments, check for dishes, walk in and out of the refrigerator, bus tables, and the best thing of all wrap silverware. Alex said that when most people work cash they freak out and don’t want to do it at all their first time. I was able to do cash with little to no assistance although it was greatly appreciated when necessary. Megan introduced me to the busy life of the store, and many of the workers. Following that Alex and then Josh came in. It’s always good to see a smiling face (which Josh has) when you’re nervous. I think I get the hang of all the little touches on the screen though I still don’t know where everything is and what everything means. I guess I’ll learn that Saturday while everyone else is out on the slopes!!! I met Osiel one of my sister’s friends. I don’t speak Spanish making it hard to communicate. I once again have taken on the name Valeria meaning Valerie in Spanish. Josh and Tesea both told me of how slippery the floor is, I know I some how managed to stay upright while sliding from the cash register to the beverage station. Nearing the end of my shift a couple who had to point out they had just been playing monopoly came in. I just so happened to be laughing at the time (we all know what that means, wave to the world). The guy said I have a cute laugh, but it was a giggle because my hands weren’t waving. Then the woman organized the whole front area with the menu’s and rice crispy treats. Then she noticed that all the crispy weren’t the same size and “do you charge the same for everyone, maybe you should weigh them.” The last thing I need is to have to learn to weigh rice crispy treats. Josh gave me helpful hint: If you like white pants don’t wear them here. I was also surprised at how many people use credit cards to pay. In the midst of this at a quiet time, Ladder 2 drove by. I think Andy was in it because I saw someone standing in the engine looking into Noodles. I guess I’ll be seeing a lot more of Wheat Ridge Fire now. FYI we did have a fire drill today perfectly timed to take up part of English. God does hear our prayers.

I’m still nervous about my job but I think once I’ve worked for a while and know what actually must be done I’ll be more relaxed. It’ll be great and having my sister home for the weekend will be cool too. Everything will be fine until Monday because finals began Wednesday. Live everyday like it’s the last day of your life.

"Life is too important to be take seriously.-Oscar Wilde

Thank God elections are over. I never thought I would here the end of it. Everyone talking at school and all the political adds on the radio it’s driving me crazy. Last night I went to star bucks to catch up on my reading. It was nice and quiet for awhile and then politics came back. I was sitting in a nice brown “comfy” chair at the Starbucks at 8th and Colorado when Kerry supporters arrived. The nice sounds of a coffee shop the grinding of beans and the low murmur of people either talking on their cell phones or working on their calculus homework was shatter by honking. I guess there are a few liberals in Colorado. At least enough to distract me from my reading which wasn’t exactly easy to read to begin with. I gave up at about 6 and went home. Really this election is really stressful even if you can’t vote. I came home only to find my dad and brother glued t the computer trying to get updates but I wasn’t interested, the last I knew Bush had 159 and Kerry 112 electoral college votes.
I start my job tomorrow so I didn’t think it would be a bad idea to do the weeks homework to give my self time for a shower between work and sleep in the days to come.
I stumble through another day awaiting the end. But the end doesn’t please me. In computer apps my last class of the day we are supposed to create a flip book (but blogging is much more fun) in a power point presentation. The only problem is the teacher is not here today and I don’t have the best of luck grouping and ungrouping clip art pictures. The young man sitting next to me is not much of a help either. He’s a really nice person he’s just really shy and doesn’t talk. My “buddy” isn’t here today either so I’m really in a tight spot. Maybe it’s a good thing the teacher isn’t here. It gives me a chance to Blog and I know I won’t be able to tonight when I get home due to the fact that my brother has first priority over the internet.
Now that the election is somewhat over we can relax. My friend loves the Beatles and Bush. When one of our teachers said Kerry had whatever whatevered she was so happy. My friend Mandi and I said you would think all the Beatles were alive and they were coming back for one last concert. But the news has changed and now Kerry wants all votes to be counted. Je suis mui confused(FENCH SPANISH ENGLISH). I am really confused.
Half hour left and I still haven’t touched my presentation. You think that the little office assistant paper clip man could help me but no, it’s only a question search answer helper. I guess I have nothing to do or worry about at the moment so it gives me every right to Blog.

Halloween, Snow, Bored to Tears, What more?

It's amazing what happens when your bored. I actually spent time with my brother, driving him around to pick up loose odds and ends for his Halloween costume. Although I didn't really matter cause I was doing the same thing. I spent most of Halloween trick-or-treating with him too. No thanks to my friend who decided to be a butt and change her mind without telling. That's the second year in a row she's done that. Oh it gets better, I called her and she said that since we hadn't talk in a week (although we had cause I took her to lunch on Friday) she didn't think I wanted to go. Ok weird. To top that off I had a costume crisis. We won't get into that. I finally met up with a friend and we took his little brother and his friends around. In the midst of all this it had begun to rain. Rain turned to snow, and then the wind picked up but we trick-or-treated on. My friend, the one who backed out on me, met up with us but disappeared just as fast cause it was too cold. BS go to Minnesota for the winter and then tell me your cold (it was cold though, everyone just complained too much). Then my friends and I went over to the fire station. Andy said they had already put the candy away but hey that was ok with me, I had 209 pieces waiting for me at home. We talked for awhile and everywhere I walked glitter followed cause when glitter glue gets wet the glitter falls off, and ooh I still have glitter all over. We talked about school and then snowboarding. He wants to get me to snowboard but I'm not sure I can. Some how word had slipped out that I was working at noodles, and he, the last person I wanted to know knew. He thought it was funny cause he thought I took his place but who knows (only the managers). It gets good now. Lieutenant came down and he started the truck. It was so cool to be standing there watching the lights and the magical ways they danced through the snow. Once again I had a tour of the truck making it my third, I think. It was awesome. He's a really cool person cause he'll listen to you unlike his brother who goes "that's great now here's the truth..." Or "good for you guess what I did..... Oh man it was awesome..." Like I care. Ok sometimes I do but it just gets old. Everyone thinks I have the world's biggest crush on Andy. I like him true but not that much. He's just a funny and cool guy to talk to. So much for the good part. I get home to find out I was grounded. Why? Cause my parents didn't set a curfew and at the station there is no cell phone service. Darn sucks for me. So now I'm bored to tears and should be doing my homework but hey that can wait. I'm grounded from all social activities but I can live with that cause Blogging is inside my room and they don't know that. Plus they can't take away my computer cause "I have an Essay" right, right, ok. You'd think if your isolated into your room they would turn up the heat but noooooo! Thirty degrees is warm enough plus "we must save energy". Damn, I wrote a lot, oh well. I start my job on Thursday but I'm so nervous cause I've never had a job before. It'll take time and I'll definitely have to talk to my sister a bit. Homework awaits and I need real food cause I've been filling up on Kudos all day. No Halloween candy though. IHOP sounds good but it's cold and too far to walk no thanks to the fact that all car keys have been taken from me and I almost have to sign out for them. It's a dictatorship not a democracy!