Have I ever told you...

how awesome my little cousin is?

Yesturday I was sick as a dog starting at 5am. Funny I even tried to go to work even though I got sick again right before I got in my car to drive there. It took about an hour for me to grow some balls and ask my boss if I could go home. Anyways, I slept all day and when Kirstyn (my awesome little cousin) got outta work she brought me home a 2liter of ginger-ale. I could have kissed her! For 3 hours prior to that I had been putting off the urge to down 3 glasses of water. I was so thirsty!

I'm all better today... but I hate being sick :(

Aren't Mormons supposed to be nice??

This morning, upon the arrival of a very 'snooty' co-worker my fellow assistant Kelly was reminded of a story she needed to share with me...

Kel: So you know Jennifer right? (Jennifer is Kelly's Boyfriends Sister. She always has some kind of issue mostly caused by her sucky boyfriend and her being quite blind to how sucky he is, even though everyone in the world seems to be pretty aware of it. Oh and Jennifers not her real name.) Well she goes to the gym with this girl Abby (I don't think this is her real name but I can't be positive because the story was this morning and I can't remember). Abby is one of her close friends who came out to eat with us a few weeks ago for her birthday.

Me: okay

Kel: Well she's weird. She's dating this guy who's basically married or is married and she spends almost everynight crying over him. She's the size of a twig and had the nerve to tell Jennifer 'thank god you're not fat anymore'

Me: wow she doesn't sound like a very good friend (let me just say Jennifer doesn't look like she could ever be remotely fat, chubby maybe, but definately not fat in the 'wow it's a good thing your not fat anymore because I was really starting to get worried about how your knees were handling it or having to see you die from a heartattack in your 20's ' kind of way)

Kel: yeah she sucks but that's not the story. I guess last night when they were at the gym she told Jennifer that she doesn't want to be around us (us being kel, her boyfriend, his mom, their close group of friends) anymore because we look and dress like poor people. Apparently that's why she'll never drink around us, because she doesn't want to drink with 'poor' people.

Me: yeah that's pretty messed up (I mean I know kelly shops at platos-as do I-and who really cares it's not like your clothes have a tag that says 'hi I used to be owned by some high school/college student whose parents bought me for $28 and they were so desperate to buy booze or weed one night they were completely willing to sell me for $3 and now she bought me for $8...no it's just you getting more bang for your buck-needless to say kelly doesn't look like a poor bum, at least not to me)

Kel: I told Jen not to have her around cuz I'll hit her. I mean I woke up this morning and it was still bothering me and things don't bother me like that. Seriously, she's MORMAN aren't mormans supposed to be NICE?!?

Me: ummm...I guess...I mean....wait a minute....Didn't you say she was doing or well dating a married guy?

Kel: yeah, she probably is doing him.

Me: I'm sure. I mean married guys don't usually cheat for good conversation and I'm sure she's not crying because this guy she spends minimal time with is married and going home to his wife-which is to be expected. But really, I'm pretty sure Mormans are wicked against that, considering as far as I know they don't do the whole sex before marriage thing, and I'm pretty sure they don't drink either.

**My conclusion is this girl is obviously not very nice...nor is she very morman.**

Text message...

Received by co-worker JoeCool from Co-worker Nedler...

It's a small world afterall! Guess where I am :)

She has escaped the cold for Florida & Joe was jealous. I'd be much more jealous had she not been writing from the most annoying ride ever created by man.

**Have fun Nedler...and I hope your choices in activities get better...

...honestly you can only go up from here!**

You know I like to get away, go away, far away...

To a place that's warm & blue :)

I love, love, LOVE to travel...can't say it enough. Even if it's just packing up for a weekend road trip a few states over. I would live for it if it wasn't so darn expensive :(. Within the United States I've been to Maine, Vermont, New Hampshire, New York (upstate), Ny New York, New Jersey, I drove through a number to go to Virginia Beach, Philly & Atlanta for only a few hours each, and Florida 3 times. Island wise I've been to Bermuda and Puerto Rico. Other than that I've been to Quebec, Canada. I have so much more of the world to see!

Anyways during the last week of March I will be on the sunny beaches of Puerto Rico once again and I can't wait! Also...might have a possible trip to a beautiful place (or so I've been told) I've never been. No details yet, I don't want to jinx it. I'll let you know when plans have been made & my ticket has been bought. Don't hold your horses though...trip wouldn't be until somewhere within June-August so I won't know until much closer to that.

For me Vday started today...

Around 10 am this morning the flower delivery man walked into my job with a dozen roses & a few balloons. I immediately told Kelly they better not be for me. Not that I wouldn't enjoy receiving flowers but I knew they wouldn't be from anyone good. For about a millisecond we thought maybe they were for my aunt but since today isn't officially Valentines Day or her birthday that thought didn't last long. When the man said my name and I muttered 'that's me' Kel tried to cheer me up- 'well maybe they're not from dave, maybe they're from Foreign Friend' (by the way, my newly good friend will now be referred to as Foreign Friend, there's a specific reason I can't use his name-nothing illegal or anything- can't tell you why either because that would ruin it too-sorry I know secrets don't make friends) 'Um...I dunno Kel, I don't think F.F. knows what Valentines Day is or is even aware of it. I mean they don't care to celebrate their birthdays do you think they have Valentines Day in their Country?'

Now, to clarify FF and I are just friends but since I don't have a car because I crashed it and he's one of the only people who have offered to give me rides to and from school, we've been spending a lot of time together. Also, he may have a little crush on me...maybe. 

I'm not saying I would have been excited to get flowers from FF, it would have been sweet & much better than getting them from Dave. (Dave is the ex that did the unforgivable. We broke up last August & he hasn't given up yet, even though I basically ignore him) 

Oh, and they were from Dave by the way...they were pretty though and smelt nice.

Also when I came home these were on the counter...

They were from my DAD! It's so nice he thought of me, it really made my day :) 

Also the pot was adorable...

I will be using it to decorate for Vday every year! Thankyou Dad!

6 Cakes later...

So January 26th was my birthday and even though I didn't do anything huge it was GREAT! Sunday night we had a family party for me & Jeyda. She wanted Cheesecake so my grandmother whipped up a wonderful homemade one. My mom also brought us each a coldstone cake because coldstone is my favorite. She went out of her way to find out which kind to get me by calling my best . She got me Oreo and Jeyda Strawberry. After the party I brought some of each over to Margaux's to watch movies.

Monday, my actual birthday, we had party at work for everyone who had a birthday in January. We had an ice cream cake and homemade double chocolate cake. I also recieved a delivery from the ex that consisted of the best coldstone cake EVER...it's called cake batter confetti DEE-lish! He also got me a Boston Bruins jersey so now I need to go to a game so I can wear it. I'm pretty sure he got it hoping I'd go to a game with him...but sorry, not gonna happen. Love the present though :) lol. Anyways that night I hung out with a newly good friend. We tried to go see Underworld but for some reason when we got to the theatre the doors were locked...not cool! So we just watched movies & played video games at their place.

Tuesday, my friend who owns a restaurant thought it was my birthday and basically made me a feast. The food was amazing. I'd tell you what I had but it's all in another language and I'll probably massacre it so I'm just going to save myself the embarassment. I will say we had pickled Tomatos which was interesting, but still good.

Friday my friend Heather took me out for sushi and chinese food. I tried sushi for the first time and LOVED it! It's definately a favorite now which was surprising considering texture is a huge thing for me and well I just didn't think the whole 'raw' bit was going to go over well for me. But no, total opposite, and now I'm going for VDay with my cousin Kirstyn. She's the best...she snuck into my side of the bathroom while I wasn't there on my Bday and left me 'happy birthdays' on my mirrors.

So sweet :)

By one in OT

Yes Thurday we (the celtics) lost to them (the lakers) by one in overtime. It was probably the best game I've been to at the Garden. The score was close the entire time & each team played tough. Overall it was well worth the $130 price tag on an originally $28 ticket. I've wanted to see Kobe play for a while, even though I don't really like him. He's a good player, I can't deny that, doesn't mean I have to like him. Anyways over the years I've seen the Mavericks (1st pro game ever), Cavaliers (multiple times, playoffs included), Hawks (playoffs last year), Nets (multiple times, playoffs included), Jazz vs. Knicks (solely for madison square garden & Mehmet Okur), Bulls, I think I've seen the spurs, and now I can add Lakers to that list. Going to games is probably one of my favorite things to do. Oh what I would do for season tickets.

As you can see by the scoreboard the excitement in the Garden was well worth the money.

But, I went with two Lakers (specifically Kobe I believe) fans who loved winning in Boston. They got into it a bit with some of my fellow Celtic fans.

Bobby (the one with the pole going through his face) is my cousins uncle. If that makes any sense to you. It's not that difficult really, he's her dads brother. Anyways we're about the same age & have been friends for a few years now. His cousin Jimmy (orange sweatshirt) paid $260 for his $28 ticket because they didn't tell me he was serious about coming until the day of. He was a little upset until the game was over, then he agreed it was completely worth the money!

Taken

Saw this movie last night...

It was pretty awesome. Loved all the action. Never a dull moment & I was so into it I had to pee for probably the last half hour but wouldn't leave the theater because I didn't want to miss anything!

I also LOVED him.I think just about any girl who sees the movie would wish they had a dad like him. Not that the dads we have aren't great already but see it & you'll know what I mean. He's the coolest :)

Last week I found Etsy...

and bought these wonderful pitbull prints here

They will go on the wall in my new room (as soon as it's done) just as they are seen here except with some nice frames. I also got an idea for a Valentines Day card for my best off of etsy. I would post but just in case she happens to read this I don't want kill it's thunder :) For those of you who don't know etsy is a site kind of like Ebay, minus the bidding, and everything is homemade or antique. i LOVE it!

**Oh and speaking of Valentines Day...I'm more than excited...I'm going out for sushi with my cousin kirstyn- love how close we're getting since we started sharing a bathroom :)**

Too Blessed...

Sometimes I'm amazed at how much God really is on my side...I mean I've broken quite a few of his rules, I used to go through quite the production to skip church when I was a kid, not to mention during the begining of high school I used to use church as an excuse to get out of the house and do things I'm sure God isn't too into, and I haven't been in who knows how long. I will say my senior year I was making it a point to go almost every Sunday as expected but that died off when I moved out of town, didn't want to make the hour trip to church, and didn't bother finding a church in my new area. Even though I haven't been in a long time I would say my faith in him is stronger than ever and I believe in him the more I think about it.

I won't get into all the details why, but my whole life I've felt somewhat immortal. Not really immortal like a Edward Cullen, vampire, live forever, storybook immortal but a wow that really could have gone the other way kind of immortal. The most recent example being my car accident that I've been posting about. Now originally I thought it was no big deal, just fell asleep, woke up, couldn't control my car & hit the pole. More than a pain in the ass than a big deal. When we went back to check out the scene of the crime turns out it didn't quite happen like that. I thought i had swerved off in someones yard when I really went off the road a bit early. In actuality I just missed hitting a concrete post at full speed. When i say missed, I mean I missed it by like an inch. That could have been very ugly considering I don't really wear my seatbelt. I know shame on me. I also missed 2 or 3 trees before I woke up. Not only did I miss all that but I haven't got a bump, scratch, bruise, or ache. The whole thing is just like a bad dream. So basically I'm either very blessed or very good at driving in my sleep. Now keep in mind this is just one example/experience of out an endless number of them. I've got some real shockers but I'll save those for a rainy day :)

I would like to know what I did in a previous life part 2...

Just when you thought the story was over. When you thought it was simply filled in with a 'then I woke up, told my uncle, and got my car fixed.' you were wrong. You were very wrong. Because let me tell you...nothing is ever that simple for Frankie. No, her stories never end where expected because she is a trouble magnet.

The morning after my accident, after telling my family, after going to work, my uncle went and tried to get my car. Turns out it wasn't driveable...something to do with the tire. Anyways they wouldn't let him get it towed to where it was getting fixed because I needed some form from the police. I called the cops to see what I needed to do and found out I had recieved a citation. Now let's get this straight, the night before the cop hadn't asked me for my ID, just my name, and every other time I have gotten into an accident if I'm getting a ticket, I get it right then and there. My uncle had however, given me a lecture that morning on how you're not supposed to tell the cops you fell asleep because you'll get charged with driving to endanger, that I should have said a deer jumped out in front of me. Whatever, it was late, I was tired, I didn't know. Anyways out of curiousity I asked what I was cited for and when the cop said driving on a suspended license I was stunned. It wasn't anything like I had been expecting. I actually asked him if he was sure he was looking at the right accident. He was. Called the RMV to find out why, come to find out a speeding ticket that my ex told me he paid back in August either didn't go through or he didn't pay it. GREAT! Cost me $420 to get my license back. Actually since I'm poor from paying for school it cost my Aunt $420, who then was given funds from my Grandmother, who I now owe the money to.

I am blessed....to have a few people in my life who can afford to help me when I find myself in these messes. I'm even more blessed that they just step to the plate and don't make me bow down and ask for help. They know how hard it is for me. I'm very independent and want to do everything myself. They also know that I probably won't ask and will just work, and miss school so I can work, and never sleep till I can pay it myself.

I would like to know what I did in a previous life...

to deserve this. It's like I can't catch a break.

^^^That's how I originally started this post about a week ago after crashing my car on my way home from a friends. I hadn't slept for more than 2 or 3 hours for a few nights and being exhausted I fell asleep and hit a telephone pole. The accident occurred at approx. 1am but, me thinking the car was still driveable (cuz it should have been I didn't hit it that hard & there really wasn't that much damage) spent a good 1/2 hour- 45 mins trying to get it outta the neighbors yard & the whole 2 mins down the street to my house. Yes, I was on my street and almost home...and for those of you that know me yes this is the 4th accident I've been in not counting the hit & run many of you probably aren't aware of and it's the 2nd one including a telephone pole.

Back to that night...

After about 45 mins the cops showed up. No, I didn't call them, honestly, I was considering pretending it never happened walking home & saying fuck the car, what car? I was just pissed at that point. After the cop drilled me a bit cuz of course he thought I'd been drinking, it hit me that I now had no ride to school & would probably be facing another failing semester like the fall of 07' in which I obtained a couple AW's and a few F's. That was the last time I crashed my car, and since I hate asking for help & had trouble getting up early enough to take the bus school became non-existant. Yes I could have withdrawn...blah blah...I'm over it, your turn to follow...I'm paying for my mistakes I don't need the lecture. Anyways I started crying like a big fat baby and everytime he tried to console me with "at least you're okay that's all that matters" I informed him that "I wish I hadn't been okay because I go to school almost and hour away & have no way of getting there. Having no car means I'm stuck in town, I have a total of 1 friend left in town...and even if I had numerous friends out here look where I live. I live in the woods. Theres no busses here to take you to civilization & if there were do you think they would come anywhere near my house?!? Damnit...do you know how much this is going to cost me?!" The only difference between that and what I actually said were the amount of swears I've omitted.


Anyways he called a tow truck which apparently on my part was a big mistake considering I should have just called my uncle to pull me home with his truck. I'm gonna be honest though. Considering I just moved in with them a few months ago and he's always giving me a hard time (just jokinly of course) about the "hours I keep" I wasn't feeling too excited about calling him at 1:30 am for anything. I was givin the choice of having it towed to the house or to the tow place. I was eager to choose the tow place considering the noise from the tow truck would wake everyone anyways but my cars destination was confirmed when the cop said to get it towed to the house I needed $100 to pay now. It's amazing, I was expecting my family to think I was stupid for not getting it towed to the house but I definatley wasn't expecting them to be suprised I didn't have $100 in my pocket. Oh yes, Frankie who works 40 hrs a week for chump change, made her 1st payment of $400 to school and just bought the $200 Accounting pack for her online class should have a number of benjamins in her pocket and giving up one to tow her car shouldn't be a problem!

Needless to say that cop waited for the tow truck & another brought me home. I snuck in through my cousins room in the basement since he was still up playing Xbox with his friend. After pacing back & forth in his room cursing my luck and basically talking to myself I went upstairs to my room to try & sleep the few hours I had left until I had to go to work.