Tuesday, July 14, 2009

1st Entry: It was a good day today. For the first time of my life, I attempted to stay up past midnight. While talking to a bunch of professionals, who practically pull all-nighters daily, I felt like such a little kid because I was barely alive while talking to them. I passed out at 3:56 am. I thought that was a pretty big accomplishment for me... and so what if I'm a loser. Pft.

Next on the agenda was pmall chillage with my sm. It was a pretty fun adventure, especially the ride home. Don't you just hate people who think they know it all and starts to show off... when they actually have no idea what they're doing whatsoever? "Wok da wok." Honestly, I feel so bad for people like that... and worse for the random strangers they talk to on the bus=) Oh and I have to admit, I am shallow as hell. Standing at Finch station, waiting for a bus, and seeing a guy walk by with a patch of hair on his mole made me die laughing. I gotta start to change myself. Being mean is mean =(

So after my sm left me, I had to fly to work. Im telling you, busy day today >.<; I got to work, for once, early. I was 45 minutes earlyy!! Who gets to work that early... honestly. As if things weren't bad enough, I had to stay overtime to deal with students from my thursday schedule because I booked that day off for a party. For about 6 hours, I dealt with kids trying to mess up my hair, refusing to play, and I even got called a stupid retarded psychopathic idiot... by a 5th grader. I know. Oh there were worse situations. Being 45 minutes early, I sat at the front desk, doing "paper-work," but really, I was on facebook. So while I was doing my amazing job at pretending to be busy, a family came in to sign up for some keyboard lessons. I stood up to hand them their resgistration form, and fully got checked out by the daughter and her aunt. They even spoke in viet to each other saying how cute I was. 1) I think I look hideous and see no cuteness in me whatsoever, 2) I guess I am always mistaken to be chinese, so they didn't think I was viet, 3) basically, FML because I soon had to be in a room alone with them and give them their trial lesson. It was the most awkward lesson I was ever in, one of the reasons was because they thought my hands looked really manly when playing the piano. Horny women, scariest things of life, although that did make my day a bit more dramatic than it would've been.

Overall the day was amazing, except for things like work, causing me to miss out on J-Lo's party, and my daily lecture delivery from my daddy... gotta love those =)