I’m loving the Dead Weather right now
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this is my favorite song by them.
September 14th 2009. It’s going to be GREAT. (Unless 15 yr olds that think Alex Turner is going to fall in love with them scream his name in my ear like at The Last Shadow Puppets.) Let’s hope for the best! Too bad Klaxons aren’t really supporting.
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I Facebook chatted with my coworker from my San Diego job today. It went a little something like this:
“I
am
so
bored”“So
am
I”“So are you working at the office or are you in LA?”
“I’m in LA not doing anything. My summer class got cancelled too so I’m uber-unproductive
“I’m working in a restaurant making tons of money”
“You suck”
“but I’m spending it all on alcohol”
“OK you don’t suck that bad”
Our little chat did not make me feel any better about how unproductive and depressing this summer has been. I wish I had his personality because trust me, that’s probably the reason he’s making beaucoup money. Then again he’s going to Ireland next semester so he needs it. But I want to go to Oxford next semester so I need it just as bad.
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Unfortunately, I did not get hired at Macy’s. Apparently they’re not hiring seasonal summer workers, but I should go back when I’m out for Christmas Break. The point of working this summer was to make enough money so the by the second week of January I was taking classes in Oxford for the semester. So frustrated. I don’t even feel like applying anywhere else because I’ll probably get the same answer. I might just start reading the California Driving Handbook (or whatever its called) again in hopes of learning something and getting my driver’s permit. I’m nineteen years old and I don’t even know how to drive. Ridiculous I know. There’s no point really since I don’t have/ can’t afford a car; maybe just to be the DD when my friends decide they want to get wasted. Maybe I should just get my permit, go to driving school, and use the rest of my savings to just buy a used car. I could try to go to England next summer or when I graduate from college or just not go at all. Whining over.
I’ve recently become addicted to cable TV shows involving cakes, mostly on the Food Network. I briefly considered dropping out of college in hopes of working in shops like these until I thought about it more and realized these people actually have artistic talent, which is why the cakes look so amazing! Most, if not all, of my dreams are crushed at the realization I am not artistically gifted. At least watching these shows makes me appreciate these pastry chefs. Oh yeah I want a cake from one of these places at some point in my life. This point is probably not in the near future because I imagine they cost lots and lots of money.
Summer’s looking up! It’s been terrible so far, but after a handful of “we don’t really think you’re good enough” emails I finally got one yesterday for an interview at Macy’s! It seriously made my daybecause 1) I’m bored and need to do something with my time and 2) It’s my first interview after filling out tons of on-line applications. Hopefully I get the job because I will need el dinero when school starts or if I want to go to England in the Spring. Wish me luck!
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I have previously discussed what an amazing person my mother is and I’m sick of people in Mexico and here saying how horrible she is and how amazing my aunt is. They need to switch the roles and stop talking about things they don’t know anything about. I’m glad we’re in LA though further away from the drama. I thank whatever higher being is out there that my mom moved out here when she was fourteen. I wouldn’t be able to bear living out there or her being like her townspeople.
I’m ready for happier times to come. Hopefully sooner, rather than later.
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My grandmother died last Wednesday. The doctor said there was nothing left to do so we took her back to her house in the village the night before she died. Just walking around her house and the village reminded me of all the times we spent together in those places. Being back home in L.A. helps to forget the pain a little, but she also came here when I was five so I remember things from them. Here things my grandmother taught me:
- Cats are the devil because they eat their children.
- Dogs smell nasty when you try to give them a bath.
- DO NOT leave your arroz con leche on when you go answer a telephone call … it will burn.
- How to speak Zapoteco because that’s all she spoke to my mom when she came to the states.
- My dad will never stop drinking because his mother has wished so many bad things for him.
- Family is family no matter how mad they make you, because one day you will end up needing them.
- You really do need all those people going to help out at funerals.
- If you take too long running an errand you WILL turn into a vulture.
- Don’t act too quickly on something you hear.
Things I remember:
- Trying to buy food with food stamps she found.
- Trying to make us tortilla chips and burning them, but still making us eat them
- Trying to walk to my mom’s job during the Martin Luther King Jr Day Parade.
- Consoling me when I was crying because I thought I wasn’t going to be able to afford going back to college.
- Going to the Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe and the Pyramids in Mexico City.
- Going to the Pyramids in Monte Alban.
- Trying to take out the lice out of my sister’s hair.
- Taking the lice out of my hair by using RAID when I was five.
- Her yelling at me about not being able to proper care of my sister.
- Watching Dora the Explorer with my sister, even though she always fell asleep.
- Preaching about how blenders and washing machines aren’t as good as doing things by hand.
More will be added as I remember.
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I probably shouldn’t be on the Internet or anything, but I have to vent somehow. At the beginning of last week my aunt realized my grandma sounded sick. My aunt that lives in a nearby village in Mexico went to see her after my mom and aunt called her to tell her to go and eventually took her to where she lives to take care of her. My grandma got worse and worse and my aunt wouldn’t take her to the capital to the doctor until my mom told her she was flying over there to take her herself. Today, she called me and told me the doctors say she has liver cancer. I felt like I was in a movie. I’ve been crying ever since and keep hoping it’s a nightmare and I’m going to wake up any minute… but I realize it’s not going to happen. I keep thinking of all the things I should have done. Should have. Could have. Would have. But I didn’t. She’s getting worse and worse and I only hope my sister and I make it there in time to see her. I barely talked to her like a week ago in our teasing way and now knowing that she’s not going to be there anymore hurts so much I can’t even explain it. It’s horrible and I can’t even do anything about it. I wish I could just be with her right now or that I could have done something when I went last year.
