… 2 hours of sleep.
I must admit I did go to sleep a bit late last night. But, normally I will just fall right asleep and I get a good amount of rest. Not the case last night. I lie down and close my eyes but I do not drift off into dreamland. No, I am awake. I switch positions many times and yet I don’t fall into a slumber once! This continues until around 6AM this morning when I finally drift off only to wake up at 8AM to get ready for work at 9AM. Being a cashier can be pretty tiring on busy days but try being a cashier running on 2 hours of sleep. It is even more tiring. To top it off it was too hot for comfort today. Even in an air-conditioned store you could feel the heat radiating from the outside. At one point I saw a blond woman walk in only her skin wasn’t a fair skinned like she should be. She was red as a beet all over. From her head and probably to her toes she was red! It hurt just looking at her. Now I am going to finish this paragraph of a post to try and create something a bit more constructive or at least interesting.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
What Will Your Soul Mate Be Like?
My results in a quiz I took.
Your soul mate will be your best friend. You will have so much fun with them every day.
Your soul mate will always know how to cheer you up with their sense of humor.
Whenever things get tough, your soul mate will encourage you to excel.
In your life together, your soul mate will help you to become more involved in the world.
Your soul mate will love you because you are a funny and unique person who can always see the humor in things.
Since according to the quiz this is how my soul mate will be I think I should write an open letter to my future beloved.
To my dear sweet love,
I sit here listening to the sweet melodies of The Bravery. You may or may not have heard of this band. If not I am sure I will introduce them to you at some point. I want to write you this letter because I think this would be very amusing to show you one day.
I look forward to the many fun days we shall have together. I am sure you will have a brilliant smile and just that alone will make me smile. A day without a smile is a day wasted and I know I will have no wasted days when I am with you.
I look forward to you cheering me up with your sense of humor. I love to laugh and what could be better than laughing with someone whom you love so dearly?
I very much want you to encourage me to excel in the future. At times I long for your encouragement, even now.
To be more involved with the world with you would make all my days shine.
I have no idea if I have all ready met you and fallen for you but I am just too shy to say so or I am otherwise not able to admit my feelings towards you because it would be highly inappropriate. If either be the case I am glad I am with you now. The wait may have been excruciating but it was well worth it in the end.
You may or may not have an English accent or any accent of that matter. I love you just the same. But, if you do have an accent, add that to the list of the many reasons why I love you. If you do or do not wear glasses, my heart will still skip a beat when I see you. If you do wear spectacles, I am ever so glad to look into your eyes.
I do not know you yet but I am sure you will be everything that I hoped for and more. A loving, caring and beautiful man. You may not know this but when I am around you I don’t know what to say. Once you make me feel at ease the words seem to come. I long to walk in my beloved rain with you. I want to rest my head against you to hear your heart beat. I want to be safe in your arms.
To take a line from the well-known author, Jane Austin, I love you, most ardently. I will love you long after I take my final breath. I will love you forever and always. You mean everything to me and not matter how long I have to wait for you it will make my love grow that much stronger. I hope you are warm and safe wherever you are. May you never have to bear the weight of gloomy days. You deserve nothing but the best in this world. Goodnight my love. Thank you for reading this and I hope it brought that beautiful smile of yours out. Sleep sweet and take care. 143.
- Geneva
Your soul mate will be your best friend. You will have so much fun with them every day.
Your soul mate will always know how to cheer you up with their sense of humor.
Whenever things get tough, your soul mate will encourage you to excel.
In your life together, your soul mate will help you to become more involved in the world.
Your soul mate will love you because you are a funny and unique person who can always see the humor in things.
Since according to the quiz this is how my soul mate will be I think I should write an open letter to my future beloved.
To my dear sweet love,
I sit here listening to the sweet melodies of The Bravery. You may or may not have heard of this band. If not I am sure I will introduce them to you at some point. I want to write you this letter because I think this would be very amusing to show you one day.
I look forward to the many fun days we shall have together. I am sure you will have a brilliant smile and just that alone will make me smile. A day without a smile is a day wasted and I know I will have no wasted days when I am with you.
I look forward to you cheering me up with your sense of humor. I love to laugh and what could be better than laughing with someone whom you love so dearly?
I very much want you to encourage me to excel in the future. At times I long for your encouragement, even now.
To be more involved with the world with you would make all my days shine.
I have no idea if I have all ready met you and fallen for you but I am just too shy to say so or I am otherwise not able to admit my feelings towards you because it would be highly inappropriate. If either be the case I am glad I am with you now. The wait may have been excruciating but it was well worth it in the end.
You may or may not have an English accent or any accent of that matter. I love you just the same. But, if you do have an accent, add that to the list of the many reasons why I love you. If you do or do not wear glasses, my heart will still skip a beat when I see you. If you do wear spectacles, I am ever so glad to look into your eyes.
I do not know you yet but I am sure you will be everything that I hoped for and more. A loving, caring and beautiful man. You may not know this but when I am around you I don’t know what to say. Once you make me feel at ease the words seem to come. I long to walk in my beloved rain with you. I want to rest my head against you to hear your heart beat. I want to be safe in your arms.
To take a line from the well-known author, Jane Austin, I love you, most ardently. I will love you long after I take my final breath. I will love you forever and always. You mean everything to me and not matter how long I have to wait for you it will make my love grow that much stronger. I hope you are warm and safe wherever you are. May you never have to bear the weight of gloomy days. You deserve nothing but the best in this world. Goodnight my love. Thank you for reading this and I hope it brought that beautiful smile of yours out. Sleep sweet and take care. 143.
- Geneva
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
143
What this number has to do with Mr. Rogers and myself.
One morning as I was baby-sitting my young cousins and we were enjoying a lovely episode of Mr. Rogers Neighborhood. I was a little preoccupied with fixing the babies their snack so when I saw Lady Aberlin was talking with Daniel the Tiger and he was showing her this plaque with the number 143 on it. I had thought it was an address or something and then the episode ended and I had completely missed what 143 the number missed. Luckily for me I have Direct TV with DVR so off I went to rewind. Much to the disapproval from my cousin Noah. Once I get to the part where the number finally gets it’s explanation of its meaning.
The meaning is a very sweet one. It means ‘I Love You.’ Where did they get ‘I love you’ from that number? Well, the numbers represent the amount of numbers in each word.
1 – I = 1 Letter
4 – L-O-V-E = 4 Letters
3 – Y-O-U = 3 Letters
I thought that was the sweetest thing I have ever heard in a long time. A while after that I decided to google 143 and Mr. Rogers. I came to find out that the number had a special meaning to the man. He also kept his weight at 143 all the way up until his death. Now, I have taken that number for myself. I hope that one day I could actually tell someone ‘143.’ Also, since I am starting my little diet journey I hope to get my weight down to 143 lbs. 1.) Because it would be within the weight I am supposed to be at. 2.) Like Mr. Rogers I really like the meaning of that number. And lastly but certainly not the least it is because I think with that goal I can actually love myself a lot more than I actually do.
Ah, the power and meaning of a simple number.
One morning as I was baby-sitting my young cousins and we were enjoying a lovely episode of Mr. Rogers Neighborhood. I was a little preoccupied with fixing the babies their snack so when I saw Lady Aberlin was talking with Daniel the Tiger and he was showing her this plaque with the number 143 on it. I had thought it was an address or something and then the episode ended and I had completely missed what 143 the number missed. Luckily for me I have Direct TV with DVR so off I went to rewind. Much to the disapproval from my cousin Noah. Once I get to the part where the number finally gets it’s explanation of its meaning.
The meaning is a very sweet one. It means ‘I Love You.’ Where did they get ‘I love you’ from that number? Well, the numbers represent the amount of numbers in each word.
1 – I = 1 Letter
4 – L-O-V-E = 4 Letters
3 – Y-O-U = 3 Letters
I thought that was the sweetest thing I have ever heard in a long time. A while after that I decided to google 143 and Mr. Rogers. I came to find out that the number had a special meaning to the man. He also kept his weight at 143 all the way up until his death. Now, I have taken that number for myself. I hope that one day I could actually tell someone ‘143.’ Also, since I am starting my little diet journey I hope to get my weight down to 143 lbs. 1.) Because it would be within the weight I am supposed to be at. 2.) Like Mr. Rogers I really like the meaning of that number. And lastly but certainly not the least it is because I think with that goal I can actually love myself a lot more than I actually do.
Ah, the power and meaning of a simple number.
Monday, March 10, 2008
It's Time To Surrender
- Name 20 things you'll never ever say to anyone.
- Don't use names.
- Don't speak of this with anyone after you've written this.
01. I miss you deeply and I wish you were still here.
02. I miss the conversations that we used to have. I just miss being around you period.
03. After months of not having a thought about you in my mind you have some how ventured back into it. I hate that I miss you and I hate that I want to get to know you more. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if you did touch my hand.
04. I wish that this was some kind of alternate universe or a different period in time so that maybe I could see what would happen between us.
05. Apart of me will always care for you and will always be sad that things couldn't have worked out between us.
06. You and I used to be so close, what happened?
07. I miss you more than you know and I hope to see you again.
08. I truly and honestly love talking with you. You bring out my honesty more than anyone else.
09. You are so sweet and I wish we lived closer so we could visit more.
10. I love how you smile at me but at the same time I wished I didn't get so much pleasure from it.
11. You make me feel like I am loosing my sanity but I would still die for you.
12. This isn't a secret, I hate you and I tell you that daily.
13. I feel that there is something that is bothering you but you keep up this act that you are ok and I am afraid to bring it up to you.
14. I love you and I hate that we don't see each other that much anymore even though we live in the same household.
15. I can't wait to see you again because then things can get started where they left off.
16. I am glad to have met you. You are just the best person to know and to be around.
17. You make me smile daily and it is great.
18. You never cease to amuse me.
19. You are a little shit and I don't appreciate how you treat me or the others around you. Grow up!
20. We haven't spoken in a very long time but I just wanted to say I thought you were one of the most gorgeous boys in school and when you and I spoke it was a treasure.
- Don't use names.
- Don't speak of this with anyone after you've written this.
01. I miss you deeply and I wish you were still here.
02. I miss the conversations that we used to have. I just miss being around you period.
03. After months of not having a thought about you in my mind you have some how ventured back into it. I hate that I miss you and I hate that I want to get to know you more. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if you did touch my hand.
04. I wish that this was some kind of alternate universe or a different period in time so that maybe I could see what would happen between us.
05. Apart of me will always care for you and will always be sad that things couldn't have worked out between us.
06. You and I used to be so close, what happened?
07. I miss you more than you know and I hope to see you again.
08. I truly and honestly love talking with you. You bring out my honesty more than anyone else.
09. You are so sweet and I wish we lived closer so we could visit more.
10. I love how you smile at me but at the same time I wished I didn't get so much pleasure from it.
11. You make me feel like I am loosing my sanity but I would still die for you.
12. This isn't a secret, I hate you and I tell you that daily.
13. I feel that there is something that is bothering you but you keep up this act that you are ok and I am afraid to bring it up to you.
14. I love you and I hate that we don't see each other that much anymore even though we live in the same household.
15. I can't wait to see you again because then things can get started where they left off.
16. I am glad to have met you. You are just the best person to know and to be around.
17. You make me smile daily and it is great.
18. You never cease to amuse me.
19. You are a little shit and I don't appreciate how you treat me or the others around you. Grow up!
20. We haven't spoken in a very long time but I just wanted to say I thought you were one of the most gorgeous boys in school and when you and I spoke it was a treasure.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Rainy Monday
You left this feeling here inside me.
She fell in love again. She fell completely and utterly in love all over again. His voice lingered in her mind. His face was so beautiful that no words can do it justice. His blue eyes shimmered with every glimpse of light. The final words she heard him speak were, “Mrs. Darcy, Mrs. Darcy, Mrs. Darcy…” The credits came up on the screen and she sighs and wishes for her own Mr. Darcy.
When the sun came up the next day the smile on her face shined despite the clouds outside. Thoughts of Mr. Darcy brightened up her mood. She danced and sang at work and smiled more than usual. Then he walked by, the one person who makes the day even better. Her smile grows and now she is glowing. She is floating on air and she is enjoying every moment of it.
Outside in her backyard she stands with her head held high and her hands held out. She closes her eyes and takes in the cold air. Icy drops of water hit her skin and her smile grows wide. She laughs and twirls around. Each drop takes her hand and she dances with the rain. She splashes into the puddles and takes in each and every drop. She is happy. She is honestly and truly happy for the first time in a very long time.
Her backyard grows into something from her past. The concrete turns to grass and the grass turns into a pool. She was no longer a woman but a child. Sneaking outside in her childhood home and dancing in the rain. She wraps her arms around herself as she spins and returns back to her present home. She hops over to the door and turns to take one last look at the rain. Just as the day began, so it ends with a smile.
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Headline and headline are from the song Rainy Monday by the band Shiny Toy Guns
She fell in love again. She fell completely and utterly in love all over again. His voice lingered in her mind. His face was so beautiful that no words can do it justice. His blue eyes shimmered with every glimpse of light. The final words she heard him speak were, “Mrs. Darcy, Mrs. Darcy, Mrs. Darcy…” The credits came up on the screen and she sighs and wishes for her own Mr. Darcy.
When the sun came up the next day the smile on her face shined despite the clouds outside. Thoughts of Mr. Darcy brightened up her mood. She danced and sang at work and smiled more than usual. Then he walked by, the one person who makes the day even better. Her smile grows and now she is glowing. She is floating on air and she is enjoying every moment of it.
Outside in her backyard she stands with her head held high and her hands held out. She closes her eyes and takes in the cold air. Icy drops of water hit her skin and her smile grows wide. She laughs and twirls around. Each drop takes her hand and she dances with the rain. She splashes into the puddles and takes in each and every drop. She is happy. She is honestly and truly happy for the first time in a very long time.
Her backyard grows into something from her past. The concrete turns to grass and the grass turns into a pool. She was no longer a woman but a child. Sneaking outside in her childhood home and dancing in the rain. She wraps her arms around herself as she spins and returns back to her present home. She hops over to the door and turns to take one last look at the rain. Just as the day began, so it ends with a smile.
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Headline and headline are from the song Rainy Monday by the band Shiny Toy Guns
Friday, February 15, 2008
The Cherry Blossom
I have finally found my favorite flower.
I was online speaking with someone who I have been getting to know over the past few months. I have written about him once before here but I have never mentioned his name. So I won’t. I will however call him the Blue Rose.
So I was speaking with the Blue Rose and he was telling me how he wants to look up how to send a message with flowers. That moved on to him asking me what my favorite flower was. All I could tell him was ‘you know what? I have been asking myself that for years now.’ So, I think about it and I decide to say White Cherry Blossoms because I think they are really pretty and my friends Ky and Kate gave me a lotion and body spray set of White Cherry Blossoms and it is one of the prettiest scents I have ever had the pleasure of smelling.
As we continued to chat I decided to look up the meaning of the flower and based on it’s meaning I have found myself a favorite flower. What is the meaning you ask? It is simple:
‘The cherry blossom was considered an especially beautiful and important symbol for Japanese samurai because at the height of its beauty it would inevitably fall to the ground to die. Samurai also had to be willing to sacrifice themselves in their prime, and the cherry blossom was evidence that this is the natural way of things and could even be beautiful and pure. Life is as delicate and light as the falling petals, and there is a natural time for all beautiful things to end. The samurai strove to understand the nature of life and death by meditating on the blossom of the cherry tree. This peace was tempered by the inner strength, power, and fighting spirit represented by the circle of red. Through the study of attack and defense in Judo we learn to harmonize our spirit and body, learning to both fight hard and let go softly.’ - http://www.judoinfo.com/kdk.htm
I just put the whole thing because I couldn’t have said it better myself. Every time I try to explain the meaning I mess up. But that just explains it all right there. It has given me a whole new look on things. I’d like to think that it would inspire me to do a lot more with my life.
So there you have it. The cherry blossom, its beauty and grace is something that I would like to compare myself to. To soon see the beauty in myself and well as my grace. One should always have a favorite flower. You never know what it may mean or what it may have in store for you.
I was online speaking with someone who I have been getting to know over the past few months. I have written about him once before here but I have never mentioned his name. So I won’t. I will however call him the Blue Rose.
So I was speaking with the Blue Rose and he was telling me how he wants to look up how to send a message with flowers. That moved on to him asking me what my favorite flower was. All I could tell him was ‘you know what? I have been asking myself that for years now.’ So, I think about it and I decide to say White Cherry Blossoms because I think they are really pretty and my friends Ky and Kate gave me a lotion and body spray set of White Cherry Blossoms and it is one of the prettiest scents I have ever had the pleasure of smelling.
As we continued to chat I decided to look up the meaning of the flower and based on it’s meaning I have found myself a favorite flower. What is the meaning you ask? It is simple:
‘The cherry blossom was considered an especially beautiful and important symbol for Japanese samurai because at the height of its beauty it would inevitably fall to the ground to die. Samurai also had to be willing to sacrifice themselves in their prime, and the cherry blossom was evidence that this is the natural way of things and could even be beautiful and pure. Life is as delicate and light as the falling petals, and there is a natural time for all beautiful things to end. The samurai strove to understand the nature of life and death by meditating on the blossom of the cherry tree. This peace was tempered by the inner strength, power, and fighting spirit represented by the circle of red. Through the study of attack and defense in Judo we learn to harmonize our spirit and body, learning to both fight hard and let go softly.’ - http://www.judoinfo.com/kdk.htm
I just put the whole thing because I couldn’t have said it better myself. Every time I try to explain the meaning I mess up. But that just explains it all right there. It has given me a whole new look on things. I’d like to think that it would inspire me to do a lot more with my life.
So there you have it. The cherry blossom, its beauty and grace is something that I would like to compare myself to. To soon see the beauty in myself and well as my grace. One should always have a favorite flower. You never know what it may mean or what it may have in store for you.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Confessions Of A Cashier Pt. 2
The events of today inspired me to make a second edition.
Some of you may have read my first Confessions. If not, you can now. Please, read that first before reading this one.
Ok, for those of you who have read the first one, here is my addition to the confessions.
I arrive at work to see the grocery side entrance surrounded by fire trucks and an ambulance. This was very surprising to me and so I hoped that nothing was seriously wrong at work. I walk in the other entrance and I hear someone shout out “GENEVA!” I turn and look to see one of the CSM’s calling me over. I rush over to her and I see her attention is to this elderly man. The next words I hear are ‘This man is having a heart attack.’ All of a sudden I became as stiff as a board. “He is what??” was all I could think.
The next thing I know the man is speaking about his medication. Turns out he left it in his car. The CSM is talking to the man and calls me closer. He starts to describe where his medication would be in his car. ‘It’s in the center console. It is nitroglycerine.’ I see him take out his keys and the next thing I know the CSM is telling him that I am going to be the one to get his medication for him. “I am what?” could she be serious? Can I handle that responsibility? I take the keys and after hearing his description I rush out the door to find his car.
Once I get to his car I press the security lock to make sure the alarm would not go off on me. There is nothing more awkward then going through some strangers car looking for medication. I open the center console, move the papers and I find: a toy car, dimes, and some golf thingies. What? No medication? But the man said it was there. I look again. And again. And again once more. Nothing. No pill bottle, nothing. I move on to the glove compartment. Nope, just the normal paperwork that is to be expected in the glove compartment. I look in the back seat and find nothing. I see a bag on the passenger front seat. This has to be it! Nope, nothing. How can this man be so sure his medications are in there if they are not! I lock up his car and I rush back inside. I see the paramedics surrounding him and I tell the assistant managers that I could not find his medications and I gave them his car keys. The paramedics assured me that they had everything under control.
Once that little debacle was taken care of I rushed to the back to clock in. After all that I had not even clocked in yet! I was a minute late. Damn it! I rush to the front end to see lines, long horrendous lines. I wanted to turn around and hide or even just run away. Once I reach the front there are no CSMs at the CSM podium. So I go and look for one. Right away one finds me and sticks me on a register. All I have to say about today is that that line I worked with didn’t end until after I clocked out from work. Why on earth was it so busy today? I have no clue and I can’t describe just how bad it was. It was just bad. The most interesting stuff happened as I showed up. My arms hurt and my hands are scraped up from working with the register. Yes folks, your merchandise does in fact inflict injury to us cashiers. The number of bruises, nicks and cuts I got this weekend are innumerable. Overall, this weekend the customers were not so bad and I thank thee. I am off to ice my wounds from today’s battle. Nighty night!
- Cashier Geneva
p.s. The reason the fire trucks were there originally was because a little boy had a seizure in the store.
Some of you may have read my first Confessions. If not, you can now. Please, read that first before reading this one.
Ok, for those of you who have read the first one, here is my addition to the confessions.
I arrive at work to see the grocery side entrance surrounded by fire trucks and an ambulance. This was very surprising to me and so I hoped that nothing was seriously wrong at work. I walk in the other entrance and I hear someone shout out “GENEVA!” I turn and look to see one of the CSM’s calling me over. I rush over to her and I see her attention is to this elderly man. The next words I hear are ‘This man is having a heart attack.’ All of a sudden I became as stiff as a board. “He is what??” was all I could think.
The next thing I know the man is speaking about his medication. Turns out he left it in his car. The CSM is talking to the man and calls me closer. He starts to describe where his medication would be in his car. ‘It’s in the center console. It is nitroglycerine.’ I see him take out his keys and the next thing I know the CSM is telling him that I am going to be the one to get his medication for him. “I am what?” could she be serious? Can I handle that responsibility? I take the keys and after hearing his description I rush out the door to find his car.
Once I get to his car I press the security lock to make sure the alarm would not go off on me. There is nothing more awkward then going through some strangers car looking for medication. I open the center console, move the papers and I find: a toy car, dimes, and some golf thingies. What? No medication? But the man said it was there. I look again. And again. And again once more. Nothing. No pill bottle, nothing. I move on to the glove compartment. Nope, just the normal paperwork that is to be expected in the glove compartment. I look in the back seat and find nothing. I see a bag on the passenger front seat. This has to be it! Nope, nothing. How can this man be so sure his medications are in there if they are not! I lock up his car and I rush back inside. I see the paramedics surrounding him and I tell the assistant managers that I could not find his medications and I gave them his car keys. The paramedics assured me that they had everything under control.
Once that little debacle was taken care of I rushed to the back to clock in. After all that I had not even clocked in yet! I was a minute late. Damn it! I rush to the front end to see lines, long horrendous lines. I wanted to turn around and hide or even just run away. Once I reach the front there are no CSMs at the CSM podium. So I go and look for one. Right away one finds me and sticks me on a register. All I have to say about today is that that line I worked with didn’t end until after I clocked out from work. Why on earth was it so busy today? I have no clue and I can’t describe just how bad it was. It was just bad. The most interesting stuff happened as I showed up. My arms hurt and my hands are scraped up from working with the register. Yes folks, your merchandise does in fact inflict injury to us cashiers. The number of bruises, nicks and cuts I got this weekend are innumerable. Overall, this weekend the customers were not so bad and I thank thee. I am off to ice my wounds from today’s battle. Nighty night!
- Cashier Geneva
p.s. The reason the fire trucks were there originally was because a little boy had a seizure in the store.
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