life could be worse

"There’s a boy next to me and he never will be anything but a boy at the bar. And I think..."

Mon, 16 Feb 2009 07:26:35 -0500

“

There’s a boy next to me and he never will be anything but a boy at the bar.
And I think he’s the tops, he’s where everything stops.
How I love to love him from afar.

When he walks right pass me then I finally see on this bar stool I can’t stay.
So I’m taking my frown to a far distant town
On an island in the blue bay.
Far away far away, I want to go far away.
To a new life on a new shore line.
Where the water is blue and the people are new.
To another island, in another life.

I want to go far away.
Away away, I want to go far away, away, away
I want to go far away, far away.

Where the water is blue and the people are new.
To another life, to another life.
To another shore line
In another life.

”

- ingrid michaelson

Heather: you're going to Ghana.

Thu, 25 Sep 2008 21:20:49 -0400

Heather: you're going to Ghana.
Me: I know!

pap smears

Mon, 22 Sep 2008 15:25:00 -0400

Before I could even sit on the front porch, she pulled up. I have never had a female cab driver. She popped the lollipop out of her mouth and asked, “are you the one that called for a cab?”

Yep!

“Why did you say you lived at 170 04?”

Well, because I live at …, I begin, as I point to the numbers above the door.

At 170-40.

I got my own address wrong. And this is how the past couple of weeks have been. I forgot how to turn on my oven. I tried for an hour until my mom came home. I have been losing almost everything I own. Including my mind.

“That’s ok sweetheart, hop in.”

I am so sorry. I need to go to, hold on, its 83-21…

“OBGYN?”

Yes! Wow, how did you know that?

“I bring pregnant women there all the time.”

Thank God! I’m so glad you know where it is.

“Why?”

Whenever I go, I can never seem to find it.

“That’s because you’ve never had a woman driver.”

That’s the truth. I was only going to get my last Gardisil shot, but I was still nervous. Nervous enough to take a $22 cab instead of the train, which was just blocks from my doctor. I hate doctors. Especially the gyno. Just being there brought back feeling of dread, knowing that a flashlight and and assortment of tools would soon be up my crotch. It’s just a shot Maria, just a quick shot and we’re outta here. This was my last doctors appointment, I was anxious to get it over with. Turns out, I was supposed to get this last injection months ago.

I know she told me to come back in September for the last one.

“Nope. You were supposed to come in July.”

Well, I remember it was September, because I thought I would be out of the country by then. She said to come as close to before I had to leave as possible.

“Well, come in anyway, and you can fight with her when you get here.”

No thank you, I’m not going to fight with the woman who gives me pap tests.

I was the only one there, and was still shoved in a cold room with nothing but stirrups and a bright orange examining table for half an hour.

“Hi Maria.” Finally. “You are just here for the last injection?” Yep. “OK.” She flips open my file, and glances up at me. “You are due for a pap smear.”

I froze. “Are you sure?” I knew very well I was due, but was sure I could avoid the subject. “Oh, I’m sure. I can’t let you leave the country without one. I couldn’t live with myself. Just to be safe Maria.”

Well, I don’t have time to come in for another appointment.

“That’s alright, I can do it right now. Take off your clothes.”

Oh. Ok. Fabulous. At least I got my cab fares worth.

doesnt get better than this

Mon, 22 Sep 2008 13:15:29 -0400

doesnt get better than this

kristaaa:klocksien:

Sun, 14 Sep 2008 16:58:22 -0400

kristaaa:klocksien:

"Welcome to the 21st Century"

Wed, 10 Sep 2008 17:25:26 -0400

“Welcome to the 21st Century”

- mom. (re: new glasses)

"I was in Jamaica earlier. Wow, what a hole! Just kidding, I could see raising a family there."

Thu, 04 Sep 2008 19:11:36 -0400

“I was in Jamaica earlier. Wow, what a hole! Just kidding, I could see raising a family there.”

- Jordan. Isn’t he charming?

rhumsodomylash:kevinjonas:(via stayinplace)

Thu, 04 Sep 2008 18:58:12 -0400

rhumsodomylash:kevinjonas:(via stayinplace)

"wellp, guess I’m comin home."

Thu, 04 Sep 2008 18:56:51 -0400

“wellp, guess I’m comin home.”

- Krystin, when she was told that I’ll be having a bon voyage party while she’s @ school. te amo con todo mi corazon.

nothing better than the newbie offering to buy me a rasberry snapple. mmmmm. nothing worse than...

Wed, 27 Aug 2008 14:17:00 -0400

nothing better than the newbie offering to buy me a rasberry snapple. mmmmm.

nothing worse than waiting 20 minutes and she gets me a snapple apple. common newbie.

oh shnap. In one month I’m gonna go to Ghana. Crazae!

Wed, 27 Aug 2008 13:41:54 -0400

oh shnap. In one month I’m gonna go to Ghana. Crazae!

andrewpaulbond:(via zealiod) GREAT picture

Wed, 27 Aug 2008 13:29:00 -0400

andrewpaulbond:(via zealiod)

GREAT picture

"I had a Valium for breakfast"

Wed, 27 Aug 2008 09:29:11 -0400

“I had a Valium for breakfast”

- mom

scout:into:stewardesses: unicornology: ffffound: this...

Tue, 26 Aug 2008 16:31:00 -0400

scout:into:stewardesses: unicornology: ffffound: this chicken

always

photoholic:gummy can play piano. (via *northern star°)

Tue, 26 Aug 2008 16:24:24 -0400

photoholic:gummy can play piano. (via *northern star°)

me too. (via postsecret)

Tue, 26 Aug 2008 16:05:00 -0400

me too. (via postsecret)

SURVIVING YOUR TWENTIES

Tue, 26 Aug 2008 15:49:35 -0400

shimmerandshine:

“They call it the “quarter-life crisis.” It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn’t know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now. You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren’t exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you don’t recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren’t really cold, catty, mean, or insincere, but that they are just as confused as you. You look at your job… and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because you suddenly realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn’t. One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past for dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward. You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can’t meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. You go through the same emotions and questions over and over because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans, money, the future, and making a life for yourself… and while winning the race would be great, right now you’d just like to be a contender. What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out. And really, this is an acknowledment that you are not alone in this….. “

One more day of work. This is what a summer of human resources has taught me.

Tue, 26 Aug 2008 15:31:00 -0400

It doesn’t matter if your mom is the one paying you. If you’re working under the HR director, you’re not getting away with anything.
Sometimes it’s what you work the hardest on that is the least appreciated. Specifically, “Maria, I don’t feel confident that you really accomplished the major project you were working on this summer (Deatrice).” To which I cried. Literally. And then told my mom that I’m the most under appreciated and underpaid person in the world. (meanwhile, every memo I have written she thinks is gold.)
Days go by quicker with a jumbo bag of peanut M&M’s.
Getting to know the cooks has really worked in my favor. Especially when there is a plate of breakfast waiting in my office for me.
Favorite part of the day: the walk from the R train to the school at 8 in the morning. The weather is always perfect that early.
No one cares that a union has come in and may destroy my mothers business. So just stop talking about it.
I am damn good at HR
I will NEVER do it again

I almost just had a seizure when I refreshed my dashboard.

Tue, 26 Aug 2008 15:00:45 -0400

blueeyedgreek:

Thanks but no thanks, Tumblr. What color is that, resin wash (for denim)?

ha, so did I.

154. Ask your mother to dance.

Tue, 26 Aug 2008 10:37:00 -0400

(via rulesformyunbornson)