I
thought they had stolen it but thank heavens above (sigh) it had been towed
because it was too close to a driveway and the owner of the building decided to
be a TURD and call the cops on me.Archives > August- October 2003
So something awful happened to me two days ago, while I was about to leave for work in the afternoon. I look left and right outside my house and ... the car was nowhere to be found.
I
thought they had stolen it but thank heavens above (sigh) it had been towed
because it was too close to a driveway and the owner of the building decided to
be a TURD and call the cops on me.
But the worst thing about it all is that I thought my car had been stolen!! Shit, now I know how it feels to go through that!
My love goes out to all the people that had that happen to them.
If you would have driven through my street that afternoon you would have seen a desperate girl walking back and forth about 100 times crying like a baby and cursing like a crack head. Because if there's one thing I can't stand is shit like this - thefts, muggings... robberies.
I had to go to the police downtown to pay friggin' 96 Euros (or dollars, pretty much the same amount) and then go off with Mari to this deserted place in West Bumblefuck Milan to get my car. And when I saw it I hugged it and kissed its dusty roof... and I actually told her "I never thought I'd see you again!!" And then Mari and I got in the car and started it and the steering wheel was so cold and then it warmed up and I was so happy that despite all this mess it hadn't been chopped up into little pieces and sold to the highest bidder.
Please don't steal.
Fuckin' believe it or not but my ass is reporting back to college for a second degree in Languages and Foreign Literatures. |
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Yup, I thought that the only good thing I got out of my SHIT job at Tamoil is that I have to take my friggin' time cuz after all I am only 22 years old and I have my whole life ahead of me to sacrifice myself to the hungry wolves all over.
And I also found a part-time job as an English teacher for this private school, so I'm gonna be able to earn dough despite the exams and such.
I can't even think of what made me want to return to school but I figure it shouldn't take me real long to get this second degree considering the fact that most of my electives at Rutgers U. were lit classes. So screw my old job with their slavery imposing rules, I have to work to live, not the opposite...
So last night I went out with Mari and old time pal
Sinem from way back in junior high. Believe,
I hadn't seen her in 10 friggin' years!
Needless
to say the gurl has changed a lot (well, of course!) I mean her face is always
the same but she's just so... hip now!
The three of us went off to this pizza place that has the MOST DELICIOUS pizza eva! We were so fuckin' loud I think everyone hated us. The amazing thing is that all three of us were in the same class and each of us held many little memories, like puzzle pieces that we brought together yesterday to form a bigger, clearer picture of what our childhoods used to be like.
We laughed like crazy while reminiscing our first crushes (and my first kiss under the big pine tree... like "ok Federica, I'm gonna count to 10 and then I'll kiss you" and my first "peck" finally arrived lol) and at the fact that I never liked to share my homework with anyone.
We
then remembered how on one crazy ass day while we were on this field trip and
the boys were swinging their boxer shorts outside the window, Mari violently
ripped off her bra and started waving it around like the US flag on a Fourth of
July. And, of course, she got in mad trouble for doing that!
Afterwards we went to this bar where we shot a gagillion pictures (you can see the way fewer ones that we all approved of here) and Sara caught up with us. Unfortunately she was in a hurry to go some place else so we didn't get to put her puzzle pieces on the table but, well, we are hoping next time.
It's good to reminisce sometimes, to a time when things used to be so, so much easier to us now even if they seemed like life or death situations to little us...
Oohhh,
Yeah, Oooh Huh
I woke up this morning with a smile on my face
and
nobody's
gonna bring me down today
Been feeling like nothing's been going my way lately
So I decided right here and now that my outlooks gonna change
That's
why I'm gonna
Say goodbye to all the
tears I've cried
For every time somebody hurt my pride
Feeling like
they won't let me live life
& Take the time to look at what is mine
I see
every lesson so clearly
I thank God for what I got from above
I
believe they can take anything from me
But they can't succeed in taking my inner peace
They can say all they wanna say about me
But I'm
gonna carry on
I'ma keep on singin' my song
I never
wanna dwell on the pain again
There's no use in reliving how I hurt back then
Remembering so well the hell I felt when I was running out of faith
Every step I vowed to take was towards a better day
Cos I'm
about to
Say farewell to every single lie
and all the fears I've held too long inside
Everytime I felt I couldn't tryAll the
negativity I had inside
For
too long I've been struggling
I couldn't go on
But now I've found I'm feeling strong and moving on
I believe they can take anything from me
But they can't succeed in taking my inner peace
They can say all they wanna say about me
But I'm
gonna carry on
I'm gonna keep on singing my song
Whoa,
everytime I tried to bewhat they wanted from me
It never came naturally
So I ended up in
misery, wasn't able to see
All the good around me
Wasted so
much energy on what they thought of me
Simply just remembering to breathe
I'm
humanly unable to please
Everyone at the same time, so now
I find
My peace of mind living one day at a time
I'm
human and I answer to one God
It comes down to one love
Until I get to heaven above
I've
made the decision
Never to give in
Til the I day I die no matter what
I'm gonna carry on I'ma keep on
singing my song.....
(They can't take anything from me)
I
believe that they can do what they wanna.
Say what they wanna say
(They can say what they wanna)
But I'm
gonna keep on
(Keep on )
I believe it
That they can take from me
But they can't take my inner peace
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Say
what you wanna say, but I'm gonna sing my song
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
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Yup who cares, so I am saying openly that I am back on the job market, sending my resume' all over the place and waiting "patiently" for an outlet.
I cannot wait to leave my job, I just suffered too much and for too little lately and now it's time to move on to something that gives me more satisfaction, more room to breathe, and that deserves my sweat and tears.
As a matter of fact I'm not gonna run anymore, I am just tired. I sprinted when I was in junior high and busted my knees so badly that they still hurt... never thought of that though, running is not good, in the end it leads me to my own self destruction.
I want to walk, I want to breathe, I want to live a normal life. No more working overtime evenings and weekends and gain nothing in the process, no more imbeciles teaching me how to live and encouraging me to treat others like scum.
I just don't deserve the stress, the payback is just not worth the hassle. So screw the career for now, I can have a career later, for now I want a life, I want an opportunity to learn at my own pace because it's not fair ending up working for someone who knows you are new but still expects you to perform exactly as she wishes. So yeah, I am looking for another job, a place where I can give 1000000% and feel good about myself. Tired of busting my ass for no reason...
Ok,
so lately I have been suffering watching my leg hair grow (don't get turned off
you know you love me) because obviously if your hair isn't long enough you can't
wax it.
Now I have always been a Gillette typa girl, everytime but this once when I used Nads. That shit hurt but mostly I stopped because it was way too messy.
Well, tonight I broke out the disposable strips. I figured, hey, the wax is already on them all I gotta do is place them on the leg and rip! Dammit was I wrong! I just can't friggin' describe to men what yankin' leg hair off feels like. And to you many brave women out there who dare this treatment all the time amen to ya!
And what's worse, I would yank away and it would hurt and only a couple hair would come off... dammit, then it got all messy and it took me a half hour to scrub that waxy stinky shit off!
Hell! aren't disposable strips supposed to be comfortable? I figured fuck it, there are some women who can stand this type of pain and others who just can't handle it... guess I am one of them.
Much love to Mari, my perpetual and faithful Pastarito mate and great confidante of everything that cannot be easily confessed. Had a great time last night!
Here are a couple new pictures, don't mind my odd ass smile... I am weird.
So yey! I am back home, heavens, I wish I could have stayed in the US forever but nope, here I am again! and what's worse is that it's so friggin' hot in this country that I have had a fan pointed at my face for about 2 days now.
I had a great time in the US, got to reunite with boo, did a lot of shopping, ate a lot of junk food... must not eat anymore!
Not until I start the gym again.
I
bought an ipod! I love my ipod... he is my new boyfriend, I need nothing else.
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Talking about them men, they are way too hard to figure out...
Friends, acquaintances, chat friends, whatever, they are just fuckin' monsters, like Dr. Jeckyll and Mr. Hyde. First they are the nicest and sweetest then... mwaaaa they finally show their ugly selves. Well, don't hate me nice guys out there!
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Here's a list of major no-no's:
1) Don't talk about how hot other girls are!
2) Don't take your girl for granted
3) Don't be a gentleman when eventually you are an asshole... we will figure it out so there's no need to fake
4) Don't show off what your really don't have
5) Don't underestimate
If girls out there have more, e-mail me!
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