Pages of my life

"Writing is easy.
All you do is stare at a blank sheet of paper
until drops of blood form on your forehead."

- Gene Fowler

I really do agree on that one especially the essay that you have to write is for school work. I wonder why is it so hard for me to write whether it is in English or in my native tongue, I still can't organize my thoughts clearly. I always get the lowest passing grade. And now I'm in college, LOL I still can't write a decent essay. orz. I'm thinking of ditching my  English class tomorrow if ever I can't finish this essay on time. It will be the first time in my whole life doing that. I never did that when I was in my younger years even in high school. I'm sort of labeled as a behaved girl even though I know I am not at all. I just like sleeping more.

 I guess I have to learn to love writing just like the way I did to Math. Tough love haha.

I was feeling so down yesterday because of what happened at work. I know it's only money and shouldn't be that down because of that...But this time I lost $35. I have to pay that amount so I wouldn't have to write a report for it.Looking at the brighter side, it was payday yesterday.

After work, I headed for my job interview near Beverly Center. It was a 30 minute bus ride and thankfully there's no traffic. I almost got lost for missing one bus stop LOL but then I was able to get there in time. At the job interview, I had to wait around 10-15 minutes so I decided to look around a little. What I like most is the pastry area~  =>obviously like desserts Too bad that area is so small though. I think the store manager (? I'm just assuming LOL) had a hard time looking for me since I blended well with the customers plus LOL my height. The interview went smoothly and told me that to call them right away as soon as I get my new schedule for this coming week. They want me to try out first for a few days; I'm glad they know it will be tough for me.My schedule is so tight because I'm studying too. After class, I work until 9:30 pm. Anyway, overall I think it is a nice place.

After the interview session, I decided to buy a slice of cake for Kuya (my father at my workplace) since his birthday is this Sunday. I called him to ask which one he likes: strawberry or chocolate. Bu before I could ask, he questioned me first and our conversation goes like this

Kuya: Where are you? I was looking for you.
Me: Eh?!? You didn't saw me earlier at work?
Kuya: I did. *finally realizes something* Oh, So you work only until 3pm then
Me: Err..Yes ^^;;
Kuya: Well it's because you usually say "Bye" to me when you're going home that's why. Why didn't you do it today?
Me: Er...I will tell you later.
Kuya: So where are you now? Home?
Me: Somewhere out there.

After that, I finally get to ask him about the cake. He simply answered chocolate so I picked Black and White cake.

About around 5:30 pm, I finally arrived at my workplace but I didn't show myself to everyone since I was at the back entrance. I saw Kuya sitting alone there. I gave him the cake. He said he will eat it later. He mentioned that he got tired because there were too many people at the store earlier no wonder he's just sitting there   After that we talk about some random things in life. And suddenly he joked around, Where's my gift?!?  I simply pointed to the cake. He
opened it and said, "You could have at least put a Happy Birthday and a candle there." I was like LOL! And he added, "That's the gift?!?! Worth $2." I answered back, "Hell no! That's worth MORE than that. I bought it from a specialty store  and I traveled 30 minutes for that. Now aren't you glad that I didn't bought those common cakes from the next door bakery and at Vons." But then he won  by saying, "Don't count your transportation!" And after that he starts to say random things he likes. And I was like I will draw it for you haha.

Oh well talking to him made a big difference. I was feeling a lot better and he wnet back inside to work. And while I walking I wen to the next door cake shop and asked for a candle. I went back there and gave him the candle. I told him to take a picture and eat the cake >D. I was so mean.