August 25 th Carrie (my cousin) had her baby
Sep 20 went to Prescott
Oct 15th ish Anna told me about Davy molesting Carol about 2 yrs ago at their old house on Mesquite.
October 31rst
Eric and I went to Cali and went to Knott's Scary Farm. It was cool. The best part was the show they put on. It just sucked that we didn't get there sooner so we were in the front instead of the back. But it was so funny. Mucho gusto. The rest was just a bunch os mazes, we only did one ride. The tower drop thing I don't know the name because it was the first time I had ever been there. We actually went to Knott's the day after Halloween so it would be less crowded etc.
*I'm not sure when but sometime between Oct-Dec. we found out Davy has molested Carol Wicker's nephew. That's all I know about the subject.
Nov. 14th 03 Fri
Sick on a double! I threw up 7 times in 5 hours! It may of been because I took *ahem* alot of 500 mg pain releavers for my much needed rotted root canal tooth! I went to Prescott that night after feeling better.
Dec 7th 03 Sun
I woke up and felt crappy and threw up at 1 but I had to be at work at 1:30. I felt better so I just went ahead to work. But I felt like SHIT when I got there! Amber agreed to close for me and while she got ready I threw up at around 4 o'clock at work (second time now!!!!) then went straight home. I AM SICK OF BEING SICK!
Dec. 9th 03 Tue
I had to drive an hr away to Glendale to get it done, but I got my root canal ALL FIXED! Yay! I got VICODIN!! YAY!
Dec 12th 03 Fri
I drove up to Prescott Thu after a double. I dyed my hair today with a L'oreal coleur experte kit BIG MISTAKE! Looks shitty orangey! Great. I love this stuff.
Sat. we slept in past GRADUATION. I actually AHEM* had bowl problems so I didn't want to exactly run out the door and leave. Sun went to Denny's with Bill and stayed til 5 Am! Spent the next 3 hrs sleeping and left straight for work Monday morning!
Dec. 21rst 03 Sun.
Kieta, Eric and I went to the work Christmas party. Kieta made a chicken ring, I had made a gross looking but ok tasting 7 layer chip dip goop. I was just glad Eric went. Originally he was going to Cali and wasn't going to go but left a little ater (around 1) for Cali and I had to work after the party anyways so whatever.
After the party people at work kept asking, was that your boyfriend? lol people love gossip. Tammy said he's cute and so did Laurie. Lol. I told Laurie how Liana had called him 'Homely' the first time she had met him and she's like he's not homely at all. It was quite funny. Ken said he was quiet, just like all good Introverts ;) until you get to know them.
Dec 24th 03 Wed.
X-mas Eve. Kieta's mom, dad and brother....Brenda, Larry and John came out Sun night around 10 PM from SD CA. So it was just them and us along with Stacy for X-mas. Fields went to Texas to see Becky and Danika. Eric's in Ca. Good stuff. I worked all day Christmas Eve. and we were closed the next day otherwise I am fucking SURE I would of worked a double that day TOO!!!!
Dec 25th 03 Thu
Sick sick sick. Mon Mark and Rachel had the flu now we all have it. Larry had it first. I felt like shit at the end of the day. It just kept progressing. I was shittin all night and I finally threw up at around 2 or 3 Am. Texted Eric and he called then I went to bed. Called into work at 6 Am. No answer. 7 Am. no answer. 7:30 no answer. 8:00 no answer. 8:30 no answer. Getting a little sick of it huh? me TOO! 8:45 NO ANSWER. FINALLY AT NINE yes you hear me 9 AM! Jenny the mng answers and I tell her I have the flu and she's like oh no. I'm like I know is sux balls or something like that. Like she's the one shittin and pukin! FUCK OFF BITCH. I've been up ALL god damn morning wishing I was never born and feeling GUILTY for calling in sick as it is. SO SHOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dec 26th 03 Fri.
Sick Sick. Watched movies and slept.
Dec. 27th 03 Sat.
I woke up at 2 with a HUGE headache when I stood up and it kept poking, I took some releavers. Drifted some. I cleaned. Did the dishes, fixed the pantry (the tupperware stuff), cleaned the toilets, EWWW, did laundry. Fun stuff then went to work. Unless I miss counted, I made 101$ tonight. Cool beans! I felt ok it was shitty cuz I saw my scehdule so I was all pissed off. But other than that it was asi asi.
Sunday, December 28, 2003
Nov. 24. Eric was down for the week-end and I don't exactly remember anything about that except before I left for work on Sunday (a little late) I got my toaster oven from Kieta, and my triple pack The Crow movies and a Barbie from Eric. Oh wait I think Friday night was when we went out to dinner. We tried this place we had not been to called Carriso's or something like that. I didn't like it all. My noodle thingy had this gross gross cheesy nasty sauce. It was icky. I don't remember anything else.
Eric left not shortly after I left for work. I worked a double on Monday (my actual birthday) and it was funny because I hadn't told anybody...but a couple of weeks ago Tammy went around getting everyboy's birthdays and I told her mine so she remembered and brought me a cool card. The other expo Patrick called me and felt bad that I wasn't going to do anything for my birthday so he came over and we watched The Crow and the 3rd Crow which neither of us had seen. The 3rd one is pretty damn lame but omg I luV the first one. I want to break a VERY big BIG piece of Brandon Lee off and eat it. Yum* But only as the Crow, not as himself (ignore the fact that he's dead period ok...I'm not a necropheliac...no matter what anybody else has told you!) Then he stayed a talked til 7 AM and I drove him home. Heheh cuz I had the day off! hehe!
Eric left not shortly after I left for work. I worked a double on Monday (my actual birthday) and it was funny because I hadn't told anybody...but a couple of weeks ago Tammy went around getting everyboy's birthdays and I told her mine so she remembered and brought me a cool card. The other expo Patrick called me and felt bad that I wasn't going to do anything for my birthday so he came over and we watched The Crow and the 3rd Crow which neither of us had seen. The 3rd one is pretty damn lame but omg I luV the first one. I want to break a VERY big BIG piece of Brandon Lee off and eat it. Yum* But only as the Crow, not as himself (ignore the fact that he's dead period ok...I'm not a necropheliac...no matter what anybody else has told you!) Then he stayed a talked til 7 AM and I drove him home. Heheh cuz I had the day off! hehe!
Nov. 2nd 2003 Sunday morning
I went to Prescott for the week-end and after setting back into the house Kieta had to tell me something very important. A friend of our's (not a terribley good one) Yasi shot herself in the middle of the night (technically Sunday morning) and Matt found her. He's under investigation and everything. The police found a note of her's and will not release it until after the invesetigation is all over with etc etc. I am in the biggest shock ever. I didn't Yasi very well but from what I knew of her, I had her pictured as a happy person. She was only 23...her and Matt were supposed to be getting married at the end of the month! Apparently that been fighting and Matt left and came back and found her.
If somebody so pretty and who had so much then what's to say for the rest of us? I guess breast implants, nice cars, and money isn't everything afterall. Money can never replace the loneliness inside. Some small part of me feels guilty, like why didn't I see it? Tiffany, Cari, Melissa, Kieta, Jessica and I were at Yasi's house last Thu for god's sake! And this happened Sunday! It's overwhelming and I can not imagine what her family and best friends are going through. Sometimes I wish I had known her better, but I also know it would be that much harder. But if you go through life being afraid of getting hurt we wouldn't befriend anybody would we? Because we always carry the knowledge that someday everybody is going to die.
Nov. 6th 2003 Thursday afternoon - Funeral
Kieta drove us to the funeral this afternoon in Mesa. A bunch of people from other stores were covering our shifts so we would not have to work. Otherwise there would of been a lot of very pissed off people. Meeting her parents and her brother for the first time under such circumstances feels awful. I feel so bad for all of them. Especially Amber and Cari from work...they're really good friends. Even though Eric didn't know her I guess some part of me wished he had still been there. But it would of just been awkward for him so I can't say I blame him for not even attempting to go. Phil was there though standing behind at one point and he put his hand on my shoulder and it seriously felt like a weight had been lifted. There's no way to even thank somebody for just being there like that.
I hate crying with a passion, but more than I hate crying....I hate crying infront of people. Not too many people have seen me cry. I conceal it pretty well (it takes practice ;) I was okay up until actually walking into the very small room and seeing that little silver box there. It's like a book being slammed in your face. It's real. No matter how much you want to go on pretending it's some sick joke...it's real.
Hugging her parents and everything and seeing all the people there that miss her. It was all so hard. Thery're muslim so some of their customs were different. Nobody spoke of her, there were no pictures, and we watched them put her in the ground and a bulldozer put dirt on it. Then the family prayed and each threw a little piece of dirt in along iwth any flowers they had. The only other funeral I've been to I wasn't there for the whole thing and just as always Betty was late. We went to Tammy and Amanda's "dad's" funeral sometime ago.
I went to Prescott for the week-end and after setting back into the house Kieta had to tell me something very important. A friend of our's (not a terribley good one) Yasi shot herself in the middle of the night (technically Sunday morning) and Matt found her. He's under investigation and everything. The police found a note of her's and will not release it until after the invesetigation is all over with etc etc. I am in the biggest shock ever. I didn't Yasi very well but from what I knew of her, I had her pictured as a happy person. She was only 23...her and Matt were supposed to be getting married at the end of the month! Apparently that been fighting and Matt left and came back and found her.
If somebody so pretty and who had so much then what's to say for the rest of us? I guess breast implants, nice cars, and money isn't everything afterall. Money can never replace the loneliness inside. Some small part of me feels guilty, like why didn't I see it? Tiffany, Cari, Melissa, Kieta, Jessica and I were at Yasi's house last Thu for god's sake! And this happened Sunday! It's overwhelming and I can not imagine what her family and best friends are going through. Sometimes I wish I had known her better, but I also know it would be that much harder. But if you go through life being afraid of getting hurt we wouldn't befriend anybody would we? Because we always carry the knowledge that someday everybody is going to die.
Nov. 6th 2003 Thursday afternoon - Funeral
Kieta drove us to the funeral this afternoon in Mesa. A bunch of people from other stores were covering our shifts so we would not have to work. Otherwise there would of been a lot of very pissed off people. Meeting her parents and her brother for the first time under such circumstances feels awful. I feel so bad for all of them. Especially Amber and Cari from work...they're really good friends. Even though Eric didn't know her I guess some part of me wished he had still been there. But it would of just been awkward for him so I can't say I blame him for not even attempting to go. Phil was there though standing behind at one point and he put his hand on my shoulder and it seriously felt like a weight had been lifted. There's no way to even thank somebody for just being there like that.
I hate crying with a passion, but more than I hate crying....I hate crying infront of people. Not too many people have seen me cry. I conceal it pretty well (it takes practice ;) I was okay up until actually walking into the very small room and seeing that little silver box there. It's like a book being slammed in your face. It's real. No matter how much you want to go on pretending it's some sick joke...it's real.
Hugging her parents and everything and seeing all the people there that miss her. It was all so hard. Thery're muslim so some of their customs were different. Nobody spoke of her, there were no pictures, and we watched them put her in the ground and a bulldozer put dirt on it. Then the family prayed and each threw a little piece of dirt in along iwth any flowers they had. The only other funeral I've been to I wasn't there for the whole thing and just as always Betty was late. We went to Tammy and Amanda's "dad's" funeral sometime ago.
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