new year’s day….

my mom woke me up at like 10:30 and told me to get ready to go to my grandma’s house.
I just got up and went on the computer. and didn’t move from it. she left for my grandma’s and told me to come with Cortney when ever she leaves. Well, I didn’t go with her either. Still on the computer. and still on untill I had to get ready for work.

work from 4-11. Sunday nights are always awesome, but it was soo busy today.
Sunday, Give Away Day. So I had my $5 ColdStone Ice Cream gift certificates to give away, and a $5 Zippy’s gift certificate.
Noa gave one away to his ex.
I signed one, To: A Hottie   From: Tony Danza.  I didn’t wanna write Cameron, in fear that there could be some consequences. Anyways, I gave it to some hottie who was watching Narnia with her mom and brother. I was just like, “here, you can have this. It’s a $5 gift certificate for icecream”   she took it and is all telling me thanks. and it gave her a laugh when she read what I wrote on it. later she told me thank you for the icecream. and you know what, I think I might know her. I think that might have been Christyn, from my ICS class this past semester. oh well.
ahh, and I had to go in concession for a little while, but it was fun. I swear I was serveing the three girls from the “my future wife” picture strip. I asked her if she had a hoodie that says southern california on it. and she told me no. I think she was lieing to me, cause that has to be her.
I don’t really remember what else, except for some missed oppertunities to give stuff away.
on my break went for a little walk around the mall, while listening to my cd player spinning bleeding through. I can’t wait for The Truth to come out. Anyways, There was like nobody there at all. No security guards, and no maintenance/janitors or whatevers. I only saw one security guard, captain america wannabe #2, and one janitor, all night.
And I found some oreo’s in the car. so on my break I was asking people if they wanted any, no one took any. keep in mind that I was wearing my hoodie, so nobody could see that I was at work.
But by the end of the night I gave the bag of oreos away to some hot topic scenester kid.

Noa asked me if I wanted to work for him tomorrow, 10-5:30 podium. I told him ok. He looked like he could use the rest.

SOTD: The Annex Of Burning – Farewell Forever
H/M: good/good, but tired.

Chhheeee heeee.

So I started work at 9:40am and I was there till 11:00pm. It was great. haha.
From 9:45-5:30 I was schduled to be in concession. But from about 10:30-11:00 I got to stand at the podium.
I made a new name tag for Bruce, since I didn’t have one yesterday. Ed Gein. haha. Edward Gein, effin psycho. But, Noa didn’t have his nametag so I gave it to him, and he chose to put on BOB SAGET. Ah, good ol’ Bob Saget, him and Tony Danza would make thee most uberest superhero duo ever. and of course, Tony Danza would be the superhero and Bob Saget would be his sidekick. and Bill Nye “The Science Guy” would be the one making their gadgets and holding down the fort, their secret superhero lair.
anyways, I digress…

So spent most of my time in concession, making fun of Herbert, straight to his face, as always. Much fun. Ahhh, I’m gonna miss that guy after he leaves, which according to him would be by the end of this month.

And on my break I was hopeing I could score that pink N64, but stupid Chris bought it already. And then I signed out the GTA triple pack, cause there was no Sanandreas by its self. And so I guess I won’t be getting anymore shifts over there, unless they surprise me with one last one, next week. It was good while it lasted.

I also got two 15min on the clock breaks in addition to teh usual 35 minute break. The first one I just spent sitting down in the mall doing nothing but resting.

Then on the second one I took at like 8:15, for the sake of last year, I went across the street real quick to watch people pop fireworks. And then some shopping cart shenanigans, of which the novelty has worn off. It’s just that, no matter how big and steep of a hill you can go down on. It just doesn’t come anywhere close to that rush I’ll get going 150+ on my bike. Head, down. Chest, on the gas tank. Feet, pressing hard against the pegs. Hands, barely able to hold onto the bars.

Oh, and Old People SUCK. well, I already knew that, and I’m sure everyone else does. But I was just re-enforceing it. Some old lady tells me, “don’t say ‘damage’! stop being negative! this is your job, you can’t be doing that!”  What a Prick! Eff Her. Kablam In her face. I’ll let people know how much their damage/total is, how ever I want. And I wanna keep using damage, so STFU and go eat your popcorn.

So then from 5:30-8:00, I’m covering for ‘QwaiChan’ and then I just got Derek to let me cover his 8:00-11:00. Oh what fun it was.
Well, Noa left with the nametag I brought for Bruce, but Bruce had his own nametag today. So I stuck “J. DAHMER” on there.
And we all stuck on differant names too. I was, BAJAWALLA. Kevin was, MUHAMMAD. Dorian = LIU KANG. and Ivan would be PETER PARKER.
and thanks to that nametag, which bruce didn’t leave on for long… Bruce is now known as, “Uncle Jeff!”

I also had to start up some call names for when useing the radio. I even got to put it to use when there was a problem with the screen. “Come in Iron Bear, this is Rabid Bunny. Iron Bear, come in…..”   fun.

The best part of it all was this Cane that was in the lost and found. I was all acting like I needed it to walk and stuff. I’d go into the theatre durring the credits with people still in there, and act like I was about to fall down the stairs with it. haha.
and of course, when ever you have a cane, you must “do the willy wonka” and act like your gonna fall on your face and then turn it into a roll at the last second.

And then my horrible embarrassing singing and danceing at the end of the night, to teh H.P. credits, like no one’s watching and nobody was watching. Oh yes, such a luser.

I knew this would be like teh slowest saturday that we’d ever have. And there was hardly any work to be done, and much more just hanging out to do. It was fun.

So then at 11 I’m off and I gotta go to my aunty’s house. And what a Tea Party that was. I was glad that I got to work till 11, cause I’d go crazy if I was there since 8. Yeah, well, I got to pop a few fireworks, and see some pretty nice ones.
And it could have been the shoes, or he could have shrunk, or both, but I’m now clearly taller than my uncle charlie. But he only gave me 20 bucks. and at the end of the night we were treated once again to a drunken story of his, about how he took down 13 guys at once, in waikiki. But this time he gave a lot more drunk details than all the other times he’s told it. This time, the fight was out in the street and he waved down cars to stop traffic and aparently the channel 2 news got it on tape. ahh, that was a knee slapper.
Also it was nice that we actually got to continue popping till like 1am, cause usually they start cleaning up not to long after midnight.

We come home and as I’m about to walk into my room, I see the stupid dog walk out of my parents room. He jumped out of his cage, and came in through a window. Riped up a screen and knocked out the jealousies. And for once my dad wasn’t the stupid whoopness for that dog.

And now that it’s a new year, I decided to start it with a new theme for my xanga. Cause Avril Lavigne is teh next “in teh line of Awesome” behind Lizzie McGuire.
Just because I’m sporting teh Avril Lavigne now, doesn’t mean that I’m forgetting about Lizzie McGuire. nope. Lizzie McGuire is still teh awesomeness and still uber.

SOTD: With Arms Wide Open – Creed
& Hotel California – The Eagles
SOTY: On Wings Of Lead – Bleeding Through – what else would it have been….
STTA: “dis da illegal one” – Joseph – It was funny, cause after the first one shot in the air, the thing fell over, shot an airial down the street, where it hit a parked car and then went up into the air before poping. and after that one it turned faceing towards the garage where it shot one on the side next to the garbage can. My Uncle Kimo had to run, grab the thing and stand it back up straight. Good thing there was some time between the fireworks it shot off. It was funny.
H/M: Great/gonna party like its 1999. haha.