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It's already the end of March and I am getting married in about a month. I haven't done much else but get the backyard in order. The grass is growing in finally and I hope it cover at least most of the yard by the time the wedding rolls around. Ive been busting my ass trying to fix that yard and since no one really reads this blog anymore, I have a lot of freedom in saying stuff.
First off, I must say that I dont even care for a wedding! It was all his idea. If it were up to me, I would just get the paperwork done in City Hall. I am not excited about whatever is left of my family showing up, although it's nice that I finally made up with my sister. It sucked not having anyone but now I feel better. Anyway, whats annoying is that it was all his idea, but I get stuck doing all the labor. Not that I am totally complaining, but its kinda shitty this way.
I enlisted my mother the task of making the dresses and she measured me and then right before she sends it she says "I made it smaller, I hope you lost weight." Why the hell would I lose weight and why does she keep pestering me about me being "husky" when I am not. Yes I am muscular but so what? It's a moot point because it didnt prevent me from finding anyone. So who cares? She claims that I was never this way and that I only started getting big working at Fedex. Oh yeah sure like she knows me anyway. First of all, I was skinny as hell in high school because I had an eating disorder, not because I was always that way and suddenly grew mannish muscles. Ive always been heavy (and when I say heavy I mean muscular thus weighing more not fat), that is just the way I am. Secondly, she never noticed my muscles until a month ago when she measured me for the dress and actually felt my back and arms. If you were to look at me only, you cant tell I'm 5'2" and 140 lbs. Well, too bad for her the dress fits fine.
Work is a whole other issue. I dont even think about it anymore. Lucky us, none were laid off. Although I wouldnt mind if some jerks were fired, har har. Because of the "economic conditions" of the universe, I have been thinking of new career paths. Yeah Im sure someone who knows me reading this may snicker at this statement. "Oh yeah there she goes again with her big ideas pffft." Well fine that is a fair response given my lackluster career moves. I would like to say in my defense that the only way I could get anywhere in life was to get out of my house and move far away. Lucky me I met someone really awesome so half the battle has been won. Now that I am here in Arizona, I have to take advantage of my residency and go to school. For what is the issue. I still plan to try for the MBA, but I may add some kind of twist to that. I like to aim high and all that you know.
What annoys me is that "the wedding" is taking so much of my time right at the moment I want to try and do something new. Whats even worse is that I fear that since it wont be super glamorous, or glamorous at all, that those who come will be dissapointed or make fun of my efforts. Well I hope that's not the case. I will have you all know that I alone am paying for my own wedding. Can you believe that? My family is so messed up that I have to pay for my own wedding. Good lord. Well I hope no one makes fun of my buttercream roses. I am not the best at everything.
So I have this stack of books just sitting on the floor next to me because for some reason I think reading these books will help make up for my shitty education courtesy of City CHOC-ollege. You know I was thinking about that school yesterday or something and man what a crap-hole. If I would have felt satisfied never having to go to school, I'd not be thinking about that stupid school. I kinda feel bad for City College because it tries so hard to be a real school, talking about all the Nobel Prize winning alumni but in reality it is very crappy. NOT as crappy as LIU-Brooklyn, but its in that arena. I wonder if they ever fixed the science building or if its still not up to code with all the asbestos and walls crumbling. I once got stuck in an elevator at City. That was a hoot! Sometimes, I envy all the people who have normal families and support their kids in putting all their efforts in getting into good schools so they dont have to deal with what I went through. I still like KCC and I still send them alumni dues!
You know what else annoys me is Facebook. I dont know why anyone adds me other than the like, six people that actually know me. I guess its my fault, I checked Im on there to network. Maybe two people actually contact me through there on a regular basis. Everyone else is just there. One person contacts me, asks me questions, and when I ask some back she says that facebook is turning into twenty-questions. Uhm, you asked first you turd. And its cliche, not tooshay.
hm, I seem a bit snippy. I guess it also doesnt help that I am the "Lead-On Sales Coordinator" for the Phoenix Ramp and my job is to develop sales leads and enter them in and follow up. Well the ding-dong sales reps at Fedex sure are stupid. I think that they had it good for so long they dont know what to do to keep the existing customers. Im not even going to get into it here, but do know they piss me off.
Well, enough rambling, Im off to bed at an early 3:36am.
:: Jane Dee 12:19:00 AM [+] ::