Priceless conversations between my mom and me. I swear almost every conversation happens like this.
Me: Mom I don’t really feel good today. I’m really nauseous.
Mom (who’s a nurse by the way): Take some Tums you’ll be fine.
Me: I already took them and I still feel really sick.
Mom: Well then you took too many of them. You know taking too many Tums can make you very sick. You shouldn’t be taking them as much as you do.
Me: I only took 3.
Mom: Then you didn’t take enough. Go and take 3 more.
Me: But you just said I shouldn’t take too many.
Mom: Oh you’ll be fine. Just suck it up already.
And another one:
(Completely out of nowhere)
Mom: You know why you don’t have a boyfriend?? It’s because you’re so loud. Guys don’t like girls like that. They want a delicate lady.
Me: Mom, when I go out I don’t walk around screaming and acting like an obnoxious ass. I am usually very quiet when I go out.
Mom: Well you should speak up and start talking more. Be more social. Guys don’t like girls who are wallflowers.
Me: But you just said that I’m too loud and need to act more like a “lady”.
Mom: You are too loud
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Why so sad?
As you may know my birthday is coming up. I’m not all that excited about it and I really couldn’t figure out why I just didn’t care. I thought to myself, maybe its because its not a big birthday, or your getting older and things like this shouldn’t matter anymore. But I’m a firm believer in always making a big deal out of your birthday. If you have to work or go to school you take the day off, and you never just spend one day on your birthday, you make it into a whole birthday weekend. Getting older and growing up couldn’t be the reason. Then I thought maybe it’s because this year I actually don’t have any big plans or a birthday weekend planned out. Maybe that’s why I’m not excited. But that didn’t really seem right either. I also haven’t been sleeping lately and my anxiety has been getting more intense these past few days so I really forced myself to take a breath and figure out why I am freaking out. The more I thought about it the more I came to realize why I’m not excited about my birthday.
I’m turning 24 and I am nowhere near having the life I thought I would have by now. I’m officially having a “quarter life crisis”. When I first heard the term I thought it was complete crap and wasn’t really real. Now here I am stuck in my own crisis. I guess technically you should be 25 when this happens, hence the whole quarter life phrase, but mine is happening a whole year earlier. This is why.
When I was in high school and even in the beginning of college I thought by the time I was in my mid-twenties I would have an amazing life. I would have a fabulous job that paid a ton of money. I would be living in the city in a trendy loft, going out all time, and constantly meeting new and interesting people. Basically being a character that I so often watch on TV. However, here I am days from turning 24 and nowhere near that life. In contrast I have a job that I hate that pays me terrible money, most of which is taken away from me by the taxman and health care. I am still living a home and making a very long commute to the city everyday. I rarely go out cause I get home late and by the time the weekend comes I’m so exhausted the last thing I want to do is go out and party. In case you didn’t realize not going out equals not being able to meet new people. My social network is slowing dwindling down to nothing. I hate that more than anything. I love going out and meeting new people. I love going out just so I can people watch and make snide remarks about people. While that may make me sound really mean, I swear I do it all in good fun. Plus I can take sarcasm and jokes made toward me and I always laugh at what an ass I am sometimes.
Anyway my point is; I am freaking out cause I am so far behind this invisible plan that I apparently always thought I would follow and accomplish. I never thought I would consider my fantasy of the good life to be an actual road map that I was going to follow. Cause it is after all just a fantasy. I don’t think anyone really lives an amazing life like the ones you see on TV. I know I’m not the only one who is exhausted from working long hours, hates that they don’t make enough money and wished they got out of the house more often. It is comforting to know that I’m not alone, but deep down I still feel like a failure and a loser. Which is why I want my birthday to pass me by. So it can stop reminding me about how little I’ve really accomplished.
I’m turning 24 and I am nowhere near having the life I thought I would have by now. I’m officially having a “quarter life crisis”. When I first heard the term I thought it was complete crap and wasn’t really real. Now here I am stuck in my own crisis. I guess technically you should be 25 when this happens, hence the whole quarter life phrase, but mine is happening a whole year earlier. This is why.
When I was in high school and even in the beginning of college I thought by the time I was in my mid-twenties I would have an amazing life. I would have a fabulous job that paid a ton of money. I would be living in the city in a trendy loft, going out all time, and constantly meeting new and interesting people. Basically being a character that I so often watch on TV. However, here I am days from turning 24 and nowhere near that life. In contrast I have a job that I hate that pays me terrible money, most of which is taken away from me by the taxman and health care. I am still living a home and making a very long commute to the city everyday. I rarely go out cause I get home late and by the time the weekend comes I’m so exhausted the last thing I want to do is go out and party. In case you didn’t realize not going out equals not being able to meet new people. My social network is slowing dwindling down to nothing. I hate that more than anything. I love going out and meeting new people. I love going out just so I can people watch and make snide remarks about people. While that may make me sound really mean, I swear I do it all in good fun. Plus I can take sarcasm and jokes made toward me and I always laugh at what an ass I am sometimes.
Anyway my point is; I am freaking out cause I am so far behind this invisible plan that I apparently always thought I would follow and accomplish. I never thought I would consider my fantasy of the good life to be an actual road map that I was going to follow. Cause it is after all just a fantasy. I don’t think anyone really lives an amazing life like the ones you see on TV. I know I’m not the only one who is exhausted from working long hours, hates that they don’t make enough money and wished they got out of the house more often. It is comforting to know that I’m not alone, but deep down I still feel like a failure and a loser. Which is why I want my birthday to pass me by. So it can stop reminding me about how little I’ve really accomplished.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
BORED at work
It’s a little after 10:30 in the morning and I am so unbelievably bored I don’t know what to do with myself. Seriously, I haven’t been at work for 2 hours yet and I’m dieing. I already checked my daily dose of websites like 10 times already. I don’t know what to do with myself. I’m 2 seconds from taking out my book and blatantly reading in front of my boss. Even though I do not like my job that doesn’t mean I want to sit at the office all day staring at a computer doing nothing. I rather be overwhelmed and insanely busy than just sitting here. At least when your busy the day goes by faster. So any tips on how to make my day go by faster. Or a better question, how do you look for a job while you are at your current one???
On a side note, for my birthday coming up on Saturday I decided to make it a day of pampering. I am going to go get my haircut, get a manicure and pedicure, and I might even go for a facial. I love doing these things. Especially getting my hair done. Even if it’s just a trim I love going to the salon. The smell of the salon, getting your hair cut and blow-dried and then having your hair look amazing as you leave. Every time I get my hair done I feel so glamorous and even a little bit sexy. Afterward we are going to come back home and my mom is going to make her homemade pizza. Which is AMAZING. Seriously she makes the best pizza. Only thing I’ve ever had that was better was my aunt’s. No restaurant can match these women. Even though I don’t have any huge plans for my birthday, I’m pretty happy with what I will be doing. I always feel like there is too much pressure to make your birthday the best day. Plus when I go up to visit my best friend in Boston we are going to have a faux birthday celebration.
On a side note, for my birthday coming up on Saturday I decided to make it a day of pampering. I am going to go get my haircut, get a manicure and pedicure, and I might even go for a facial. I love doing these things. Especially getting my hair done. Even if it’s just a trim I love going to the salon. The smell of the salon, getting your hair cut and blow-dried and then having your hair look amazing as you leave. Every time I get my hair done I feel so glamorous and even a little bit sexy. Afterward we are going to come back home and my mom is going to make her homemade pizza. Which is AMAZING. Seriously she makes the best pizza. Only thing I’ve ever had that was better was my aunt’s. No restaurant can match these women. Even though I don’t have any huge plans for my birthday, I’m pretty happy with what I will be doing. I always feel like there is too much pressure to make your birthday the best day. Plus when I go up to visit my best friend in Boston we are going to have a faux birthday celebration.
Monday, June 23, 2008
I hate the DMV
On Saturday I was planning on going to the beach because it was so nice out. Then I realized that I had to get my car inspected because my sticker was going to expire at the end of the month. I figure I would get up early go get my car inspected and then make my way to the beach early enough to beat traffic and all the Bennys. And yes I say Benny because in the summertime they really piss me off thinking the own the beach and that they are the coolest people to ever grace the Jersey shore. But I digress.
I make my way to the DMV and I go through to the part where you get your car inspected. I get my little ticket I need and I follow all the signs saying to KEEP RIGHT. Seriously every 5 feet there is a sign saying to “Keep to the right.” I listen and I go all away around the bend, all the while staying to the right, and I make my way to the front of the line. I am the first car on the line, so I assume I will be out of there in no time. THEN the car inspector guy comes up to me, and I am expecting that he is going to tell me where to pull up my car. Instead he tells me “EXCUSE ME but you are on the WRONG line. You going to need to pull out of here and go all away around to the back of the EXTREMELY long line.”
The line that is on the LEFT SIDE! Please tell me why is it that you have 400 signs saying to keep to the right, when in actuality you wanted me to keep to the left! I was extremely embarrassed and I had to pull all the way around again. I almost just left and was going to go another day, but then I realized this was the only time I could really go and I was already here. 45 minutes later I finally got my car inspected and could go on my merry way. It was almost noon by then and the last thing I wanted to do was go to the beach and sit in traffic. But I already had my swimsuit on. I decided to go and if there was traffic I would just turn around. Thankfully, there was no traffic on my way and I made it to my lovely beach to enjoy the sun and sand for a few hours. It turned out to be a pretty good day.
* On a side note while I was waiting I saw a bunch of cars do the same thing I did, making me a little less embarrassed about the whole thing.
I make my way to the DMV and I go through to the part where you get your car inspected. I get my little ticket I need and I follow all the signs saying to KEEP RIGHT. Seriously every 5 feet there is a sign saying to “Keep to the right.” I listen and I go all away around the bend, all the while staying to the right, and I make my way to the front of the line. I am the first car on the line, so I assume I will be out of there in no time. THEN the car inspector guy comes up to me, and I am expecting that he is going to tell me where to pull up my car. Instead he tells me “EXCUSE ME but you are on the WRONG line. You going to need to pull out of here and go all away around to the back of the EXTREMELY long line.”
The line that is on the LEFT SIDE! Please tell me why is it that you have 400 signs saying to keep to the right, when in actuality you wanted me to keep to the left! I was extremely embarrassed and I had to pull all the way around again. I almost just left and was going to go another day, but then I realized this was the only time I could really go and I was already here. 45 minutes later I finally got my car inspected and could go on my merry way. It was almost noon by then and the last thing I wanted to do was go to the beach and sit in traffic. But I already had my swimsuit on. I decided to go and if there was traffic I would just turn around. Thankfully, there was no traffic on my way and I made it to my lovely beach to enjoy the sun and sand for a few hours. It turned out to be a pretty good day.
* On a side note while I was waiting I saw a bunch of cars do the same thing I did, making me a little less embarrassed about the whole thing.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Happy Talk
My job consists of me being on the phone a lot. I would say about 60 percent of my day is done on the phone dealing with people from all walks of life. I am either on the phone dealing with a problem, confirming orders and other things. Anyway today my boss asked me to do a strange request. He asked me to call up this Korean Newspaper and ask if it’s possible to use certain characteristics for survey purposes. Which I replied to why would you think that a KOREAN Newspaper would not be able to use certain KOREAN symbols??? So my boss told me to stop asking questions and to just call and ask.
One I still wasn’t sure what exactly he wanted me to ask them cause this was seriously a dumb question and Two, the woman I needed to call can not really speak English. But like the good worker that I am I tried to accomplish this task.
Me: Hello X this is Rose from Blah Blah Blah
X: Hello
Me: I was wondering if you could tell me if there is a difference in characters for Good and Very Good?
X: …
Me: Like for a survey are there different symbols for the words Good and Very Good?
X: I don’t know what you mean
Me: Do you know what a survey is?
X: Yes
Me: Okay so on a survey you know that they ask for your opinion about something and you have to rate it?
X: Yes
Me: So I want to know are there different symbols for the words Good and Very Good
X: I don’t know what you want to know.
Me: uhhhh
X: So you want to know that if I can put 2 different ads and one will say Good and the other Very Good?
Me: No this is all for just ONE ad. It’s going to be a SURVEY (I am starting to raise my voice)
X: I don’t know what you mean
Me: Are there 2 different translations for the words Good and Very Good. They cannot be the same symbol on this ad.
X: I don’t know what you mean. Can you e-mail the ad so I can take a look.
Me: No I haven’t received it yet.
X: Well when you get it, send to me and I will see.
Me: Umm okay. Thanks bye.
My boss soon after asks me if they will do it and I have no answer to give him. Then I get in trouble for not being able to explain it to her well enough.
So I say, "I still don’t understand why you think the Korean language wouldn’t have a different meaning for good and very good. EVERY language can do this."
To which he says, “Yeah I’m going to need it in writing from them”.
I actually have to try calling again and making her understand this. Sigh…
One I still wasn’t sure what exactly he wanted me to ask them cause this was seriously a dumb question and Two, the woman I needed to call can not really speak English. But like the good worker that I am I tried to accomplish this task.
Me: Hello X this is Rose from Blah Blah Blah
X: Hello
Me: I was wondering if you could tell me if there is a difference in characters for Good and Very Good?
X: …
Me: Like for a survey are there different symbols for the words Good and Very Good?
X: I don’t know what you mean
Me: Do you know what a survey is?
X: Yes
Me: Okay so on a survey you know that they ask for your opinion about something and you have to rate it?
X: Yes
Me: So I want to know are there different symbols for the words Good and Very Good
X: I don’t know what you want to know.
Me: uhhhh
X: So you want to know that if I can put 2 different ads and one will say Good and the other Very Good?
Me: No this is all for just ONE ad. It’s going to be a SURVEY (I am starting to raise my voice)
X: I don’t know what you mean
Me: Are there 2 different translations for the words Good and Very Good. They cannot be the same symbol on this ad.
X: I don’t know what you mean. Can you e-mail the ad so I can take a look.
Me: No I haven’t received it yet.
X: Well when you get it, send to me and I will see.
Me: Umm okay. Thanks bye.
My boss soon after asks me if they will do it and I have no answer to give him. Then I get in trouble for not being able to explain it to her well enough.
So I say, "I still don’t understand why you think the Korean language wouldn’t have a different meaning for good and very good. EVERY language can do this."
To which he says, “Yeah I’m going to need it in writing from them”.
I actually have to try calling again and making her understand this. Sigh…
Monday, June 16, 2008
Celebrating the good times
This weekend turned out to be a very nice weekend for me. Initially I didn’t really have any plans but I ended up being all over the place. Friday a few family friends came over who I haven’t seen in a while, so it was so nice to catch up with them. It was a little random though them coming over. You see the reason why they came over was that one of them had a big tick on her hip and she wanted my mom to take a look and get it out (she’s a nurse by the way). Seriously New Jersey is full of ticks its disgusting. After my mom got the tick out and she calmed down and stopped worrying that she had limes disease now we got to catch up and they ended up staying for dinner. Basically what could have been a bad situation ended up being a nice time. Though we are still making sure she doesn’t start to get a ring on her body.
On Saturday I went to the beach in the morning and it was so nice out. Really humid but it was nice at the beach with a breeze. I bought a season pass at this one place near me for only 50 bucks for the whole summer. And it’s per carload so I can take as many people as I want with me. It’s a pretty good deal considering how ridiculous it is that you have to pay to use a beach. In the long run though going to the beach as often as I want for the whole summer is worth 50 bucks. Plus the place I go to pretty much guarantees me not seeing people I went to high school with. Which to me is priceless. Still living in the same town where you went to high school makes you constantly bump into people you didn’t like in high school. Even though you didn’t talk to them then, for some reason they insist on pretending that your long lost best friends who have to catch up for an hour. It’s annoying and gets tiresome after a while. Another reason why I need to move out of my house. I also saw the Chronicle of Narnia this weekend and I defiantly recommend seeing it. I loved it! Not sure though if I liked it better then the first.
On Sunday I ended up going last minute to 2 different BBQs. The first BBQ I went to it was pouring outside so we were inside the whole time. I’m not really sure you can even call it a BBQ anymore if you’re not outside. Oh well. It was still a really good time. It was with a family that I’ve known my entire like. They are more like my family than friends. It was good seeing them, cause nowadays with everyone moving on with their lives it’s hard to get together on a regular basis. Same goes for the second BBQ I went to. It was with more family friends that I hadn’t seen is a while. This time though the weather cleared up and it was beautiful out. Allowing the party to happen outside like it should be. It went from raining outside to being sunny and hot with people going swimming in the pool. The second party was a lot more crazy than the first, possibly cause of the weather change, and the bar was flowing freely. By the time I got home on Sunday I could barely keep my eyes open. I was so glad though that I was going nonstop, it makes the weekend seem much more meaningful. I decided since I hate my job so much, to make the week go by faster I need to keep on planning for different activities so I have something to look forward to.
P.S. On a more somber note, my brother left today. It was weird talking to him last night and saying goodbye. I will miss him terribly.
On Saturday I went to the beach in the morning and it was so nice out. Really humid but it was nice at the beach with a breeze. I bought a season pass at this one place near me for only 50 bucks for the whole summer. And it’s per carload so I can take as many people as I want with me. It’s a pretty good deal considering how ridiculous it is that you have to pay to use a beach. In the long run though going to the beach as often as I want for the whole summer is worth 50 bucks. Plus the place I go to pretty much guarantees me not seeing people I went to high school with. Which to me is priceless. Still living in the same town where you went to high school makes you constantly bump into people you didn’t like in high school. Even though you didn’t talk to them then, for some reason they insist on pretending that your long lost best friends who have to catch up for an hour. It’s annoying and gets tiresome after a while. Another reason why I need to move out of my house. I also saw the Chronicle of Narnia this weekend and I defiantly recommend seeing it. I loved it! Not sure though if I liked it better then the first.
On Sunday I ended up going last minute to 2 different BBQs. The first BBQ I went to it was pouring outside so we were inside the whole time. I’m not really sure you can even call it a BBQ anymore if you’re not outside. Oh well. It was still a really good time. It was with a family that I’ve known my entire like. They are more like my family than friends. It was good seeing them, cause nowadays with everyone moving on with their lives it’s hard to get together on a regular basis. Same goes for the second BBQ I went to. It was with more family friends that I hadn’t seen is a while. This time though the weather cleared up and it was beautiful out. Allowing the party to happen outside like it should be. It went from raining outside to being sunny and hot with people going swimming in the pool. The second party was a lot more crazy than the first, possibly cause of the weather change, and the bar was flowing freely. By the time I got home on Sunday I could barely keep my eyes open. I was so glad though that I was going nonstop, it makes the weekend seem much more meaningful. I decided since I hate my job so much, to make the week go by faster I need to keep on planning for different activities so I have something to look forward to.
P.S. On a more somber note, my brother left today. It was weird talking to him last night and saying goodbye. I will miss him terribly.
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