is krispy kremes speeled with k's? or did i just make that up and therye really spelled crispy creme?

i finally got some days off. not working until thursday. talked to sabrina about the people at jp.. and how everything has changed.. im glad i was there when i was, and left when i did. although witnessing the firing of the "stupid girl" would have been nice. god works in mysterious ways. and lately ive realized that he does in fact do things for a reason.. for instance, even though all this working has killed me, my bank account is pretty again.. and all of us at work are closer because we;ve struggled through the long hours, long lineups, crazy cleanups, and bitchy, yelling customers together. and finding out that people think im 19 and having old women call me "pleasant" are also other bonuses. and i've probably got 80% of the people's names down.
got my first taste of krispy kreme doughnuts.. i am no longer a krispy kreme virgin.. and they are soo good... not as good as i think everyone is making it seem to be.. but the ARE GOOD!!! sinfully good.. and i think one doughnut has the same amount of fat of 3 tim hortons ones or soemthing like that.. one of the managers said if we heated them up in the microwave for 8 seconds it would taste even better. we tried..it was about the same.. that was a total let down.
tomorrow is new years eve.. lis are we doing anything for your birthday?

it didnt even feel like christmas came this year. if someone told me that christmas was still two weeks away, i wouldve believed them. There's just soemthing about this year that was not "jolly". its not that i DIDNT have fun, it just wasnt christmas to me. Its probably because i usually go to montreal every year, and THATS where christmas is. my house, you walk in and theres no tree.. no presents.. no nothing. im not really complaining cause i did get lotsa cash.. but i wuld have rather opened sweaters and jeans and stuff...instead of just being given the money. jason, karen, melissa and christina called on the night of christmas eve and after hearing all of the excitement in the background, i could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I wanted to be there so much.. like a part of me was missing, even though that sounds so cliche. It disturbs me how we are soo not a family. its like we are 4 individuals cohabitating in one house who help eachother out at times. i havent had a full family dinner at home since about 2nd grade. we;re all in and out of the house as we please. i dont see my mom and dad for days sometimes and even when i do its only for like 2 hours. sometimes we dont even know where everyone is. it was even awkward for me to give my dad his present this year and vice versa, because its never really been done before.
ive heard before that children grow up and get into screwed up relationships and families because they come from screwed up families. my parents not talking to eachother cant be setting a very good example. what if i never learn to love, to compromise, to communicate? i can already feel myself developing a fear of commitment. do i want to procreate and spread the garbage around? maybe i;ll find a boy from a good solid household who will teach me his ways.... or maybe it will end in divorce.. and scar our children for life..

this working business is getting really gross.. ive worked basically over a week straight.. not a single day off until christmas.. and then friday off. ahhh! you cen tell everyone in our store is run down... we USED to smile, we USED to be happy, we USED to wanna talk and help customers. but its still fun, no matter how crappy it gets.. i think a whole bunch of people like quit or soemthing.. cause we used to have SOOO many people.. now it seems like im seeing the same 50 people.. weird.
had a nice dinner with james.. it was good to just sit in the mall and eat.. no one is better at making fun of other people with. an hour for break is a wonderful thing.

i'm feeling all isolated and neglected by everyone from school.. but its not even their fault.. its mine..it feels like i havent seen anyone outside of work for a bajillion years
eww.. i feel all needy and gross. but what can ya do?

hey jeanette? or anyone else who takes law.. can you tell me what we have to do for unti 4 so i can start on it? post it on blog or e mail: ang112@hotmail.com since my comments dont seem to be working,

people visited me at work today! i felt special... too bad it was crazy midnight maddness and i couldnt really stop to talk. People at scarborough town are cows.. big, fat, honking, mooing cows. Geez do you think i give a damn that you have to pay for gift boxes? You can yell at me all you want, it's not gonna make me give them to you for free.. as if i care whether you buy them or not. I mean you already saved enough money by buying those 5 dollar shirts... which were original price 20 dollars.. you would think that $1.75 for 3 boxes wouldn't be a problem....
Then there are those people who yell at you because they assume that just because they talked to the manager about something at the other end of the store, that i am automatically supposed to know what they said..and am magically supposed to know that the manager said it was okay. geez, it only takes 1 minute for me to check. But yeah, i guess i would rather be taking abuse from people at cash than running around the store helping people.. yuck. so someone wanna go oxing day shoppig with me? i dont go in until 2 o clock and have money to blow.. maybe i;ll go by myself.. more efficient and give me some "me" time.

looking through semi pictures are fun..memories like the corners of my mind.. wait, is that how the song goes?

i havent been on here for a while. its been so crazy. finally started to realize that christmas vaction is basically here and we are supposed to be on like unit 8s or something.. its weird that im not even worried.. last year i would have been in full-blown panic mode. interestinghow much difference a year makes huh? why does nothing seem to cause me to fret anymore? well at least school-wise. must remeber to get sheet signed to drop galang's course.. or else im screwed because it will count as a fail or something. i got 33.5 hours this week alone.. andthats not counting my breaks which i dont get paid for.. but 23 paid hours from last week and 33 for this one equals one big, fat, juicy paycheck.. too bad i'll have to wait to get it.. dammit.. i need it now!
well i must go now and finish this stupid law isp... well not really finish.. do is more like it.. am i shocking you guys yet?? yes this is ang, the crazy homework/deadline geek.. doing her law isp all in one weekend.. its weird but for some reason its kinda easy... but we'll see wheni get my mark.
christmas shopping is done hurray!

good refering to the release of emotion.. not the you know..

i dont know what to say... it still seems so unreal.. what do i do in a situation like that?
its the first time in a long while that i exhibited so much emotion in public.. it was weird.. but felt good at the same time

oh yay! its working

blogger wont let me publish

saw joyce at her work today while out with petrina before work. she looked all grown up doing her stuff.. hehehe
really glad she enjoyed her discount.. have fun with your sweaters! did you get the bunny one? we're not suppposed to call it that cause it may offend some customers.. we;re suppsed to call it "angora"

im sooo excited for semi!! too excited unfortunatly.. i cant concentrate on my crappy isp.. stupid virtual library wont give periodicals.. and only the name..
do you think if i try to convinve myself that i like my essay, i eventually WANT to do it?
jaxs may be coming semi!! whoohoo!!! yay jaxs!!
im soo tired