hells kitchen, mild version....

Hola people!

So, yesterday was a bad day. I will tell you why in the best of the best detail possible. I had school at 7:30 AM (bad thing #1). When I got to school, it was raining, cloudy, thunder-y, poopie (BT#2). When I got to class, my teacher put me on DISH duty?!(BT#3). Okay, let me tell you something. I have been doing dishes in this freaking class for 2 weeks now. I am so sick of washing other peoples shit and getting all wet an disgusting....I was pissed for like 4 whole minutes. (BT#4) Whilst in class my teacher burnt some crutons, and she DID tell us to take pictures of everything make so we can make a portfolio at the end of the class, so naturally, I took a picture of the burnt crutons. She (teacher) is very old, and maybe bipolar, and looks like she might have a breakdown any minute.  Well this bitch thinks I am "texting" and she comes up to me and is like.....
Her: Gabrielle? (in a annoyed/stunned tone)
Me: huh?
Her: What are you doing?
Me: ?? (thinking: seriously? you're asking me what i'm doing? I am taking care of the goddam burnt crutons...)
Her: Are you texting??
Me: No?
Her: What're you doing?
Me: Taking a picture....
Her: Are you texting???????????
Me: (thinking: I just fuckin said no?!) No...
Her: What're you doing?!? Are you texting??
Me: No.... I'm taking a picture...
Her: Why?
Me: ??
Her: Why would you take a picture of burnt bread? So you can go around showing everyone I burnt bread?! Is that what you're trying to do?!?!
Me: No....I am documenting the burnt crutons...
Her: but why would you do that?!?
Me: because I document everything we do in this class!

....and then I took the goddam crutons and threw them in the goddam trash and walked away.

So, after that, I was all annoyed and just totally pissed off so I went to go help my friend put fish stock in a bag. (BT#5) Fish stock is like chicken broth except the chicken is replaced by fish. It's all oily and stinky. Well we are putting it in bags and I go to zip up the last bag and I guess we put too much in it, because the bag pops and the fish stock splatters ALL over me. So, I just look at my friend, and walk away. By this time its 12:10, I smell like an oily fish and we still have to eat and the class ends at 11:50. So I am all annoyed because my mom and sister came into town and it was suppose to be their last day here and I told them I would be home at noon. I still have to wait for everyone to eat, clean up, get on the metro for 30 minutes and drive home.

So we are all getting bitched at, (BT#6) because we arren't moving fast enough for everything and she keeps adding things for us to make and I am like...are you fucking serious right now? Because I am about to take you I swear. So finally we get everything done, cleaned up, I am walking out the door and she stops me and says:

Her: You worked hard today! Hang in there!

And I am all like.....you REALLY need to take care of this bipolar shit, cuz it's only week 3 and I have 7 more weeks of this shit.

(BT#8) So I am racing to the metro as fast as I can to catch the next train and I missed it! And the next one doesn't come for another 17 minutes.

So, I get home finally around 1:30.....and everyone is waiting on me to figure out what to do for the night and so we deicde on a movie, Couples Retreat (not good, don't go see it). Well, I was getting ready before we left and my mom goes into my closet and sees the pig pillow she got me for my birthday (BT#9). She is all like.....you know it's a pillow right? Why isn't it on your bed? And I am like....because I have 5 large pillows on my bed and if I put another one on their my bed might get fed up with me and kick me out. So she is all upset about that and starts crying (she does that a lot). So we are on our way to the movies and she is all mad at me and before we left it wasn't raining an my sister said it stopped for today so I was like...sweet! I'll wear my sweater boots (BT#10). My sweater boots are like socks...they dont have hard bottoms so if I were to step into something wet, it would soak right through and my feet would be wet. So I wore them, since the rain stopped. By the time we got to the movies though it was full on storming. Needless to say I had to walk in the rain to the theatre, my shoes, socks, and feet are freezing and soaking and I am super super pissed off that I have to sit through this movie with cold wet feet. So I go to the bathroom and of course they don't have hand dryers (?????????????) and so I am taking my socks and boots off and ringing them out in the sink while people are looking at me and I am all like...seriously? What the FUCK are you people looking at?

Well...the night went on and things stayed the same. Nothing got worse, nothing else happend, but by that time my day was shot and I wanted to cry. But I didn't, my mom finally got over it and the end.

It's PostSecret Sunday btw. http://www.postsecret.com/. I don't feel like posting one today.

Burnt Crutons!! (take that!)

I have an addiction....to cereal.

I know I haven't been writing as much as I usually do. I, for some reason, haven't felt much like talking. Not in general, but on my blog.

Some stuff: Today, my mom and sister are coming into town for my birthday (which is TOMORROW the 21st, doin't forget!!!!!!). Uncle Robert (not my real uncle, but we can pretend) is in town for a little bit staying at the apartment. Hes pretty neato. He cooks a lot of awesome food that reminds me of home and yesterday we went to the movies and saw some dumb ass movie with Matt Damon in it. IT SUCKED! I think it's called The Informant. It was 2 hours of awful stupidness. Plus it was confusing.

On something more exciting; I got the cutest USB drive EVVVVVVVVVVVVVER! tis looks like dis:

isn't it ADOOOOOOOOORABLE?! It is. And that little gold cirlce with the crown on it is where you pull on the flash drive.

In other news; my mom wanted to buy me a puppy for my birthday. I REALLLY wish I couldn accept this offer, but it wouldn't be fair to the poor poor puppy. I'm in school a lot and soon I need to get another job, I won't have time to train it or play with it and then what happens when I move out on my own? I can't bring a dog into an apartment. Most apartments don't accept dogs, so thats blahh and if I decide to move into student housing which is very likely going to happen soon then I know I can't bring it their. Plus what happens when I go home for holidays? Who is going to take care of it?.

I know all this stuff is in the future, but I really want a puppy, but most importantly it's just a bad time. I'll figure it out soon I guess.

Gosh I really have nothing interesting to say sadly. I'm kinda stuck at school for a while, waiting on my class that starts in like three hours. I have food, and a book with me. Hopefully that will keep me occupied until then. Which it probably wont.

OHHHH I need to get this out in the open!! I think I might have a really really really bad addiction to KIX, Like, the cereal. I have gone through like 2 huge boxes in a week. If you think about how many Kix actually come in a box, well thats like a billion freakin Kix. Cha.

POoostSeeeecrettt

Spicoli

Hello fellow blog followers.

Id like to first off say that I haven't talked to my husband in a few days and I am very sad about this :(.
2ndly. I QUIT! woooooooot! Yesterday was my last day and today I am more happy than anything. I feel less stress...like well no stress really. Well, I mean their is some, but still.

Um so this is exciting. I need a flash drive for english class and like, who doesn't own a flash drive?! I do. I own two in fact. The problem is though, one has important documents on it and I am afraid of losing said items so I choose to keep that put somewhere it wont get lost, stolen, or used and deleted. So I can't use that one.The 2nd one, well I lost it. So I can't use that obviously.

So I got online and was like, hey I know they have fun flash drives out their, why not get one?! Cuz I did go to Staples, but theirs were like weird and I got somewhat confused. So I went online and since I am in school for culinary arts, baking and pastry, I decided to get a cake shaped flash drive! It's cuuuuuuuuuuuute! I will indeed post pictures ASAP...when it comes in.

My birthday is soon. Don't forget it. The 21st. Thats a Wednesday. And by sheer conincidence, I dont have CLASSSSSSSSSSSS on that day! But honest to gawd, I am not very excited. I mean, nothing exciting happens when you turn 19 ya know? Like, talk to me again when I turn 21, and maybe their might be a ping of excitment or somethin.

Anyhooo. I gotta do some stuff before class starts. Hope everyone is enjoying this LOVELY month of chilly wonderfulness.

P.S. Thank you Kiley for suggesting Pumpkin Spice Lattes from Starbucks. They're my new addiction :) They make this month seem even more festive!

too chicken to quit :/

Yeah, I am too chicken to quit my job. I really need too. I am super stressed and school already seems crazy and it's only my first week of new classes. I am going kinda insane. I have to wake up at 5:45! Thats NUTZZZZZZZ! Wow . But today was fun, kinda. We practiced out cutitng techniques in one of my cooking classes today and that was a fun experience. Tomorrow we are making stock! Haha. I am going to bed soon though. It's only 6:30, but I am so tired and my limbs are so achy I don't think I can even finish this blog. 2 more weeks of work and I will have completed my internship though so thats exciting...then I can really quit. I found out my hours don't actually count on account of I need to go to an internship class at school and get my work to sign, but I am going to talk to my boss and see if he can do anything for me so I didn't just waste my time doing all this intern crap when I could actually be getting a paying job. No story today though.

Just a little reminder to please pray for the familys of the high school girls that lost their lives last night. It's horrible, but I know their in heaven and thats better than earth.

Have a good week everyone.

Pictures! (like I promised)

Here are some pictures of stuff.

The parking garage where my car got f*******************ked up. :(

This is a cookie I made for a VIP client who loves surfing. It's a cookie.

its Tuesday, a lovely day for relationships

Yes it IS!   I start my new schedual today.

Let me tell you about my day here. Okay, so this morning I got up and decided there wasn't anything for me to eat for breakfast and so I made a grocery list and headed out to the grocerey. Now, it was a successful trip and also I am new to the area still so I can successfully get to the grocery store fine, its just getting home thatts the problem. So I head home only to end up going the wrong way, getting lost, making me whip out my handy dandy GPS. Her name is Shelia and she has an Australian accent. So she got me home safe. Then I drive to the metro and I see a man in a business suit with one of those plastic slouchy back pack things on and he looks like he is on a mission. Justa walkin down the street and what not so I am all distracted about why on earth would a man in a nice business suit be doing walking to where he wants to go? Where is his Jaguar? So in the mean time thinking such things and also thinking I should roll down the window and ask him this question, I get stuck behind a big honkin truck going 10 MPH just trying to piss me off, I know it. So I get all annoyed and stuff and finally make it to the metro parking lot when what DO you know? The business man with the slouchy backpack was their too! Our relationship had to end their though, cuz I had to get on the metro.


So anyway, I thought that quite amazing. So I get on the metro and the only seat left was next to this guy with a green stripe shirt and baggy jeans. So I sit next to him and he smells AMAZING! But he looks all uncomfortable, because if you know metro seating, you know that it is TIGHT. So my butt and his butt where being friends and he kept going into his pocket to get his phone and would elbow me in the shoulder and he would apologized and every 5 minutes this would happen and I didn't mind cuz heck, he smelled lovely. So the metro stopped at my stop and I get off and SO DOES HE! And I was like, wow coincidence? And we get on the mile long escalator together, we go through the gate together, we cross the street (twice) together, we go into school together, we get on the elevator together. But sadly he got off at the 8th floor and I needed to get off at the 10th floor so our relationship ended there sadly.

Then! I go to get my schedual, but my school has these stupid stupid things called "holds" and so I had one. Which simply means you have some money due and they want it, now. So I go get that taken care of (20 minutes of my life...wasted...) and I was a walking half mile or so to Starbucks, because don't they have paninis? No! They did not! So I was like ughhh. So I next door and right before I could walk into Quiznos I was stopped by a hunky womans right activiest. So HOW COULD I NOT DONATE?! He was hunky! We talked a while, his name is George and did I mention he was HUNKY?! So we talked...like I said...for like 45 minutes and then sadly my body started to chew on my stomach (i was hungry) so I said goodbye to hunky George and he flashed me a lovely lovely smile and we parted.

I get into Quiznos and it was ew so I decided to not eat there and walked next door at Chop't. I got a sandwhich wrap deal and walked out. George was still their and we re-striked up a convo. Finally I really had to part and he gave me another smile and our relationship ended their. Wow...men.

NOW I am sitting in the hall, waiting on my friends to get here (which they called and are on their way so im not lying). Class starts soon. I'll be back later with pictures :)

-Gaby!!!

Tooooday is

POSTSECRET DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! (the greatest day OF ALL!)

More Sunday secrets: http://www.postsecret.com/

Chinese!

I think I am going to order some tonight! Amy and Jeff are at the renassance fair (*cough dorks cough*)




P.S. It's Jeffs birthday (happy birthday if you read this). I made him a Star Wars/Star Trek cake. It is a cupcake cake in the shape of a lightsaber. Oh yeahh... idk which star whatever moive thing it is, but whatever. Here be a picture for yeeee (pirate talk I be talkin') (cuz its fun).

I did my best OKAY? Besides, I am no dweeb. I know nothing about star wars/trek (is there a difference?)

OH WOWO Seriously people this is my new favorite song. It makes me smile lots :) Check it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aI4JLa0hbUw

It's called Fireflys by Owl City.

Welp, I am still reading To Kill a Mockingbird and weird thing is when I texted my bestfriend Busta (Buster), he didn't even comment on my language. See, when you read a book that has an accent you (like most books) get sucked into their world for the time being and when you're really into your book it gets intense. Well I just got done (if you have ever read this AMAZING book) with the courthouse scene when I get a text from that lovely man and I started talking like a hilbilly back. I said RECKON for goodness sakes and he didn't even comment on it. I think I will talk like that more often :) it makes me smile. See, I know the right way to talk, but I am strange. And strange people sometimes like to talk in accents. Sometimes when I am reading a book I will read alound in an accent....just cuz I can. Now I am sure all of you are probably like....wow you're a freak child. No, you know you do it too! Sometimes I like to speak ghetto(who dat?!) or in pirate (arrggg!). It's fun :)

Now I am sure everyone here is just DYING to know what I am doing right now. Well my sister just got home from the ren fair (*cough dork*) and she is DRUNKKKK off her ass. It's quite entertaning. So me and her and our friend Denise are playing Wii. They're laughing at everything. It's quite entertaining.

I want cake. And I am out of poptarts! Shit.

Tomcats

I'm watching that movie so I decided I should name my blog that....just incase you were wondering.

So today I recieved a lovely, lovely letter from my dearest friend Rachel. It made me almost sad enough to cry for multipal reasons. One being that I miss her terribly. So Miss Rachel Anne, this blog of nothingness is dedicated to you.

P.S. Jerry O'connel is very cute. :)

So remember me saying how much I was dreading work? It ended up being like really good. One of my best days there. I have no idea what happened, but I got off early and everyone was nice and it was just :). Alsoooooooooooo its COLD COLD COLD outside which makes me smile even more...so :) :) :)!

P.P.S I decided against the word of the day thing...I don't have patience enough to continue that crap.

So I did nothing today. Except well...cleaned my room which I could have done that all day if you want to get particular, but I did not. I also watched Hallmark movies all day. Which sounds kinda depressing, but some days they can be quite touching.

So, just like I promised in my dedication to Rachel, this blog is a load of nothingness.

P.P.P.S           I love poptarts! (if you decide to get me a birthday present, poptarts...strawberry with the icing...)