Still me;

Izzy wrote on a piece of paper she thought my shoes were ugly.
I smiled and wrote down "That's your opinion,darling."
She put it for two reasons; a.) I wasn't particularly fond of her toe-shoes. b.) she doesn't like uggs.

My favorite part of it was that she put that down as well "You have shoes like mine."
In terms of appearance, people didn't favor nor like that.
I put down. "Then we are two of a kind my dear."

We hate each others shoes but we're still friends, that's what I love about her.

I'm sitting here with much to think about and my mind buzzing with homework deadlines terrible Christina Aguilera lyrics and boy-texting.
I was trained like a lapdog at other previous jobs to smile whenever someone walks in a room, smile when things are array, smile when things make you nervous and especially thank the person every chance you get.

Good customer service was beaten into me like a tenderized piece of meat.
I am slowly letting myself relax into my chair and not perking up whenever someone comes in. I can let them know I am comfortable being there without hounding them down.

I like that..
I can thank izzy for pushing me to do so but I can also thank the school for making it a little easier on me to get an awesome job that doesn't make me feel like I'm an idiot.

I can stretch out, eat and do my homework and take care of people in the quickest way I know how.

Good things about whats going on;
I'm going to be in the Gay Pride Parade with a bunch of fellow belly dancers
( + I will get back into it I SWEAR.)
I have this awesome job at school 20 hrs.
I got a hair cut and a nose ring in case you missed it.
My father is amazing and helped me get an external hard drive for school. (1tb)
Mother's day is coming up and all the mothers/grandmothers in my life are getting a card.
I had my ipod classic fixed a couple of months ago and might I say that i love having it?

life is good.
I'm not pregnant.
I am healthy, broke and wise.

Now to kick this MAL homeworks ASS.