I Enjoy Being A Girl — Page 198

The pool guys are FINALLY here!

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2010, absolutely!

Weez, I've seen various episodes of Oz but haven't watched it in full. My mom LOVED it and kept encouraging me to watch, but I don't have HBO when I'm in Ohio. I have so much spare time now though that I also think I'll rent it from Blockbuster. And now I have HBO again, thank god (I would die without True Blood).

I'm watching a special on the Buttafuocos. This story never fails to amuse me, which I think reflects my taste (or lack of) pretty well...

When I had a job I spent money on stupid crap like a drunken sailor.

So this guy that's working on the pool is smoking a ciggie around Henry. Which is sort of annoying. But I won't say anything because I'm too non-confrontational.

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HAHAHA! I do want the guy to do a good job vacuuming the pool though.

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No I bought things like I WAS a drunken sailor. But buying a drunken sailor would work as well.

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Well - they're drunk so I guess they'd be pretty easy.....er...cheap.

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TOFU!!!

That's terrible! I'm sooooooooooo glad they are both ok, but that's terrible about the car.

Whoa.

Driving is always a scary proposition. I never thought that until I had a kid in the car with me.

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Tofu, that is so scary. I was in a car accident like that last year... very scary.

I am officially done with this semester! Woot woot! I am so wiped out though... and I have to work 9:30 - 6 tomorrow.... eek! Ah well, I have Wednesday, Friday, and Sunday off and it shouldn't be too busy tomorrow, so I'll be cleaning if my managers are there... and if not I will be gossiping with the other girls
Oh, did I tell y'all that I get to wear any of the jewelry during my shift?? Pretty spiffy, right?

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Okay, I have to post a big, angry rant.

I'm a high school theatre critic, and I've been working really hard all year. This is my first year, but I did a pretty good job for a first-year critic. I realized that I was ahead of all of the other first-year critics in terms of numbers of reviews published and would probably win an award.

Well, the nominations for the high school equivalent of the Tony Awards came out today, and I was excited to see them... but they nominated me for RETURNING critic by mistake, and three of the nominees are much better than I am and have had more published. Now I have no chance of winning-- I had thirteen published, and one of them has had twenty-three published. I sent an email telling them that I'm a first-year critic, but I doubt they'll kick some poor first-year-critic off the roster of nominees just for me.

But I've been working so hard because I really wanted that award-- and I'm usually the least competitive person ever, but this is the one thing that has really mattered to me all year long-- and I just don't think it's fair to have me judged against critics with one or even two more years of experience than I've had. There is a reason why first-year critics are judged separately. I'm really upset, but I can't complain publicly because it would seem ungrateful for my nomination.

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Stock, I want a drunken sailor now.

Schmerg, That sucks! I really hope it all works out!

Tofu I'm glad your gmom is okay. North Carolina drivers is just one more reason why you should move back to Philly. (Hint hint)

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Schmerg, you'll win it next year! But that does suck.

So I have a story.

The last school I taught at I was also the varsity cheer coach. The summer before I went to that school (Schmerg's school!), one of the cheerleaders (I didn't know her yet) was broadsided by a drunk driver and almost died. She spent the entire school year (which should have been her senior year) in the hospital and rehab.

The next year, she came back to school as a senior. She walked with metal crutches and her speech was very slurred. She obviously couldn't cheer, which I know broke her heart. She took my fashion marketing class, and came to all of the football games and sat with me and cheered on her friends on the squad. A dear, sweet girl. By the end of the year, she was walking with a cane, but her speech was still slurred.

Well this morning I wake up to a facebook friend request from her.

She's graduated from college and gotten married. But the part that has me in tears is looking at her wedding photos. She's walking - unassisted - up the aisle. Dancing with her father and new husband. I don't think anyone ever thought they'd see that day. I'm so flipping happy for her I can't stand it.

*sigh* It's made my day.

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I know. It's so happy!

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