border
Dali

AskJewels

« August 25, 2002 - August 31, 2002 | Main | September 08, 2002 - September 14, 2002 »

September 07, 2002

I really need to learn spanish!

I've started writing stuff the bus boys/cooks are saying to me. So I can ask people later...funny thing is I'm not sure what they tell me it means is true or not? So today the new busboy called me "careenyo?" which I THINK means honey or dear?! Ok, it's querido & it means dear. I was also called esteban buenas or something...anyone know what that means?!

Posted by Jewels at 11:55 PM | Comments (0)

September 06, 2002

My little buddy

Dustin is my bud. He actually talked to Miranda (my 4 year old) on IM how sweet it that? Here's the conversation:

Me: miranda wants to say hi
Dustin: hi miranda
Mandy: hi
Dustin: :)
Mandy: erf
Dustin: hehe
Mandy: gbh
Dustin: :O dsa
Mandy: erd
Dustin: pew
Mandy: iju
Mandy: dfgb
Dustin: *gasp* nrq?
Mandy: qwa
Dustin: ooooh
Mandy: bvf
Dustin: you have a good poin
Dustin: t
Mandy: ghyt
Dustin: indeed.. indeed.
Mandy: redg
Dustin: you're a very smart person
Dustin: you'll grow up to be a doctor person
Mandy: erft
Mandy: trfgv
Dustin: hehe
Mandy: lop
Dustin: :D
Mandy: bye
Dustin: bye

Posted by Jewels at 10:02 PM | Comments (0)

September 05, 2002

Writing Analysis

ok, so I have to admit it....last night I spent way over an hour on writing analysis sites... so I'll give ya the scoop. This one is the best. It really does take quite a while. But man, they have really thorough results. You're supposed to have a rather large sample, & since I store everything on my comp so I don't lose it, I just wrote a few paragraphs off their site. :)

Anyhow...the results were really long. So I am debating over whether to post it or not. Long to the point where no one would really want to read that much...so I'll take a few things...

"This released writing indicates a generally easy-going and less conformist attitude than the average. The subject will prefer the unusual to the familiar, and will be more likely to express her emotions and feelings than a writer with restrained script."...

"The handwriting shows great expansiveness, and this use of space is linked with a substantially extrovert personality.
The subject has a physical and mental need for space around her and hates to be confined."...

"Expansiveness is the keynote of her handwriting, and is also the cornerstone for her relationships. She thrives in company and usually hates being left alone. Gregarious and lively, she will normally prefer to spend the evening at a pub or noisy party than sitting alone watching television or reading a book. She constantly samples different groups, conversations and interactions, never remaining with any one for any length of time. She prefers excitement and risk and is often prepared to take more chances than the average person. She likes to laugh, take life lightly and could like playing practical jokes on people. Because she is impulsive, she does things without much thought, probably blurting out the first remark that comes into her head, buying goods on impulse and making major decisions about her life at the whim of the moment. She is quite easily bored, and often yearns for change and variety. She is likely to express her feelings more readily than others, often betraying her moods and inner feelings without really wanting to. She is not too bothered by disorder and lack of control, and too much order may even bore her."...

"The subject is fairly confident and dominant in relationships and can quite easily strike up a conversation with strangers. She may seem to behave more according to her own needs rather than those of others."...

"The handwriting is very simplified, and this indicates that the subject is highly intelligent (scoring 4 out of a possible 5 in the IQ categories). She has the intellectual capacity that would enable her to be successful in a career such as accountant, lawyer, doctor or university lecturer."...

There was more, a lot more talking about how I tent to be when I'm angry, & that I'm under stress...blah blah blah, but I think we all know that by now.

Posted by Jewels at 11:31 PM | Comments (0)

Aaahh...yet another day off

Not working is good. Although I think every member of my household grates on me after about 2 days. Especially the "downstairs people". Geeze. I should call them the hangout upstairs people. They just walk in... talking loud, reading over my shoulder, using the phone, bla-bla-blabbing. It never ends. Funny thing is...every time they leave Bob says "that's YOUR fault". I suppose because I am civil & a sociable person. How can you live in a house...share a door with people that you don't speak to? Especially when my 9 year old cousin is involved? :whyme

Anyhow...I went to TJMaxx...& got a new purse, & some really good smellin' perfume... yupyup

Posted by Jewels at 11:12 PM | Comments (0)

September 04, 2002

Hmmm...

I think...I have an idea. Wow! Ok, so I suppose maybe I could go try & find my webcam...but it's usb, & I think my usb ports are non-functional. So maybe Scott should be my guinea pig. Take a webcam shot & add a script where people can name that picture. He's gonna love me for this. So, since he's away & his message says he's in the embalming room.... lets just do it. Until we figure out where my cam is, & stuff lets pick on Scotty. Ready. Leave a comment & name that picture. You know...like what he's thinking.... ha. Ooh! Scott's Birthday is tomorrow!!! So don't forget to tell him Happy Birthday too!

Posted by Jewels at 11:28 AM | Comments (3)

He called me Weird!

Can you believe it? My little Matty said...

as I read some of your posts
I realize that you are pretty weird
but that is what makes you you hey?
like that one about the small breasts and the big brain, what is that about?
but hey that is why we love you Julie

:wow

Posted by Jewels at 11:17 AM | Comments (1)

September 03, 2002

OK?

So I just called the Christian school here. It's over $5000 per year for the boys to both go. OMG! What the heck is THAT all about? I mean, religious schools pay their teachers way less, so where's it all going? Man this really sucks. I was hoping to send Bray there next year instead of the middle school here which is really bad. What am I going to do now...? Take him to tae kwan do lessons?! Geeze.

Posted by Jewels at 01:29 PM | Comments (1)

Ha!

You know, if I were a hacker/cracker type chickity or something I think it would be funny to hack into a friends website & post a note that said like... This website hacked by someone with very small breast & a very large brain. *snorts*:petrified

Posted by Jewels at 01:13 PM | Comments (1)

Klez 2

oh, btw...here's the cleaner. :whyme

Posted by Jewels at 01:08 PM | Comments (1)

Klez!

Note to anyone that has Windoze & No Antivirus software that has my name in their address book...please leave me a message so I can come over & hit you with my really big STUPID stick! If I get the bleepity bleepin Klez virus one more time today I think my head is going to explode!!:irked !@#$%^&!!!!

Posted by Jewels at 01:07 PM | Comments (0)

Man.

I really wish I had a digital camera. I'm tearing down wallpaer in the kitchen. Then (not today) I'm going to sponge paint. I think red. I'm not sure. Red & yellow? Just yellow... I don't know. I have the whole apple motif going in there, but the cabinets are yellow. The fridge is yellow... the floor is brown & white. Hmmm...what to do? Any ideas?

Posted by Jewels at 12:27 PM | Comments (0)

September 02, 2002

The SADDEST thing...

happened yesterday morning. The waitress that trained me has a daughter that just had a baby a few weeks ago. Well, she (the daughter) started waitressing there too, to help make ends meet. So yesterday there they are...working their butts off, & the daughter gets a call. Her baby died! She was freaking out....it was SO sad! I can't even imagine. I felt sick, like I was going to puke, then I started to cry...I mean, I can't even imagine the pain. What she must be going through. They are starting a collection at work from the other waitresses, but since we are all piss-ass broke I don't thnk it's going to be enough. :confused I really wish they would put up a collection basket for the customers too. You know? She's got 3 other kids...this was her 4th. Anyhow, the police are investigating & I'm not quite sure how/what happened, but I heard that the baby was sleeping on his stomach, so... I guess the poor angel suffocated. I tell you, it just breaks my heart.

Posted by Jewels at 11:32 PM | Comments (0)

Nothing new

Worked 8-8 yesterday. My boss was the biggest ass! I SWEAR - I am not kidding. I told Bob today I want to just beat the sh*t out of him. I bet that's legal. He also fired one of my favorite co-workers after she told him to f-off, yet he had called her a f-ing Bi*** about 10 times in a row. Jerk, jerk, jerk. I swear to you that man is going to ROT when he dies.

Posted by Jewels at 11:13 PM | Comments (0)

border
Welcome to my life...
Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you

Do you ever want to run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels alright
You don't know what it's like to be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked
When you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life

Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more
Before your life is over?

Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With the big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels alright
You don't know what it's like to be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked
When you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life

No one ever lied straight to your face
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy
But I'm not gonna be ok
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
You never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like
What it's like

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked
When you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked
When you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life

Welcome to my life

Welcome to my life