some people are SO rude

Some people are literally SO RUDE! At work today a lady from a place I won't mention online called and asked to purchase an item we are selling here. She gave me her name and company and asked if this was the right place to do so. I said "yes it is" and began to search through my files to find paper to write her information down on, and she literally FLIPPED out on me and was like "is this a bad time? You know what, never mind. Sorry to have bugged you, go to hell", and hung up. UGH! The nerve of some people. Literally, I said nothing bad... what a bitch.

So today I picked up my computer from the Apple store. The guy there was so nice. He gave me all new internal parts (including a new hard-drive and the other things that are inside... I don't know) all for free. HOW GREAT?! Why you ask?! Because I am awesome... and I waited in the store patiently for about 2 hours while the other customers were bitching about time. Whatever, pays to be patient sometimes. Plus I didn't really have anywhere else I needed to be at that time.

I feel really itchy today? Is it something I ate? I don't like it. I wanna crawl back into bed right now and sleep. Oh! That reminds me. Last night was an insane thunder storm in Powell. I seriously woke up at one point and thought there had been an earthquake. Then I got on facebook this morning and saw that nearly everyone and their brother had commented on it. Good then, it's not just me!

Last night at Vaquero's I made $60 in TIP from ONE GUY. He came in, picked up the tab from some customers at the bar, and bought a shot of Patron for every worker in the restaurant. WHAT THE?! His lady he was with also told me I made one hell of a margarita, so that made me feel pretty good I guess. :)

Yeah, that's what I've got today.

I WANT:

the new Marc Jacobs fall collection in its entirety, please. Ughhh. I seriously have an obsession with Marc Jacobs. He just is so sheek, clean, and a little bit punk rebel on the side. I also love the daisy perfume of his, and wear it pretty much every day. It's clean and fresh, and doesn't make you smell like a small prostitute anytime someone gets a big whiff.

Anyway, I need to go shopping before Mexico. I need some nice cool outfits that are clean and classy but cool enough that I won't die in the heat. I am so excited to go back! Ah! I can't even wait!! Perhaps I'll get something from the Marc by Marc Jacobs line to take with? Ha.

I am also shopping around for a cool pair of motorcycle boots. I really want them because just by wearing them I can take whatever I happen to be wearing and make it a little more punk than it is already. I need to get out of this JCrew goodie goodie look I have going on in my closet right now. It's boring! I need more hippie. I need more rebel. I need to stop listening to so much Courtney Love is what I really need to do.

I wish I didn't have to work literally every second. I am going to work tonight for Sylvie and the on Sunday for her as well which means no relaxing nights for a few weeks. Is it bad that I just want to sit on the couch, watch some television and pass out? Ugh. In my dreams, huh? Hence why I can't wait to start back to school. Although the work load won't lighten up, I will get to see all my friends again. Working all the time kinda prohibits me from seeing my Powell-ites -- not like they're in town anyway. Meh.

Geras has a cell phone again. It sure did take him long enough. I can't explain how annoying it's been to not see him and to not be able to talk to him when I want to. Now I get to call him when I'm off work and he always makes the time to talk to me. That's the nicest part about him, I think. No matter what he's doing, he always gives me ten minutes if not a lot more.

I have really been missing my days in Mexico a lot lately. I think about my friends that I have there and that I made there and get kinda depressed. Also, the stress is a lot lower and the fun amounts are a lot higher. There's always something new to do and somewhere new to explore. I wanna travel the whole country for like two years and just GO places. I want to see the big cities and the small towns, both north and south. I want to know the difference between northern and southern cooking techniques not because I have tried the food, but because I have made it with the natives and seen the process. I also want to enjoy life while I'm young, because who knows, it might not last all that long.

But then there's also Europe! And Asia! And Africa! And Central/South America! And Canada (yes, I've still yet to go to Canada). I just wanna travel travel travel travel!!!

But to do so I need to be a billionaire... oh well.

soooooooo

I think I made a mistake last night. Knowing that I have to work for the next 12 days at night I stupidly decided to go hang out for German's birthday until 2:30 am before work the next day. Oh the life of a college student. All I have to say is that I am about to CRASH this week and I am not excited for that. I think the only thing that is keeping me awake is that I know I will be making money (hopefully a lot) that I can use in Mexico and save for later this year when I need it. I also need to make up a schedule for when I can work during the year at Vaquero's (see this blog really does help jog my memory).

I have my music on and that's pretty much the only thing keeping me awake right now. I am becoming more and more obsessed with Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zero's but I will always have my Enrique love to listen to when I need a little latin pop.

I literally am dozing off writing this blog post. This is going to be a rough week. Maybe I can sneak in a nap before work tonight? Probably not...

So I got into an argument with someone last night over Miley Cyrus. They said she had no talent, and while I don't think she's any sort of MESSIAH to the vocal music world, she is catchy and fun. And that's what Pop music is all about. Therefore, she's a Pop superstar, and deservingly so. The person, who I won't name, last night said she is worse than Britney/Christina and the likes... and that she doesn't deserve to be in the public eye. I sense a little bit of jealous, but ignoring that fact I will progress in my statements. Mileybird (as PerezHilton says) CAN'T BE TAMED. She's 17. She's horny. She's pretty. But most of all, she's dating a HOTTIE and is in the public eye literally every time she walks out of her house. Let her be! When I was 17 I am sure I did way worse things that people would have loved to scrutinize, the only difference --- no paparazzi to capture my fond moments. And, yes, I do think beneath the booty shorts and push-up bra's there is somewhat of a talent... or at least ambition... that translates to the superstardom she enjoys currently. Viva la Miley!

Mexico!!! Please come sooner!!!

so now

I am going back to Mexico the 12th through the 21st of August! Yay!! I am excited to see everyone there, although there's probably going to be a lot of people I'll miss just by lack of planning my time (as usual) and mere apathy. However, Jack just so happens to be going back the same week I am!!! Now only if we could get Jourie to come down, but the lucky biatch was there all last semester sooooooo... idk. Anyway, I am going to see my family FOR SURE and hang out with Geras as a def.... and I have to see Caro -- hopefully she's not in D.F. and will come to GTO to hang out with meeee :) AH! I am super super super SUPER excited!! I just bought my ticket and bought it in a way so that I can maximize my time there. My flight leaves CBUS at 6:20am and then I come back at 3:50pm the day before I need to be at OWU. woohoooo!!!

Ok, anyway. This Friday is one of my co-workers (Juan) birthday and we are going to a dance club in Columbus to celebrate. I bought this tight red dress that I have been wanting to wear for god knows HOW long, and I plan to wear it there. We'll see. It's all salads and watermelon from here on out... aka one day. Great planning Sarah. Well at least maybe I can lay out after work and get semi-tan. That might help the situation. Probably not...

I've become obsessed with watches lately. Like, I notice them WAY more than I ever did before. I think it's because my mom just bought the one that Sandra Bullock wears in the blindside (well, one like it. She didn't buy the $20,000 Chanel one she was ACTUALLY wearing). Therefore, with Moms new purchase I gained her old watch which I have drooled over for God knows how long. I keep going into stores and noticing their watch collection. Is it obsession? Yes. Should I buy another watch? No. Will I? No. I need to refrain. I'm going to be in Leon, GTO and we allllllllll know I can't resist a good pair of shoes. Lets be honest.

Working this summer has been enjoyable. I have learned a lot from both jobs, mainly more about the Hispanic population in Columbus. I also really like the fact that I can use my Spanish all the time. I feel myself getting better and better each day (with a few minor grammatical things to fix). I definitely don't have any problem arguing my point quickly or having a conversation, it's just sometimes I wish I knew the ACTUAL word off the top of my head instead of trying to describe my way around it. Oh well, whatever.

So I have recently taken a new liking to my twitter account. Maybe it's the fact that I stare at a computer screen FOREVER or maybe it's the fact that I am not texting as much. Maybe the end result is a combination of the two. Nevertheless, I am twittering like nobody's business (well, like one or two a day... but for me thats a lot!).

I can't believe this whole Lindsay Lohan thing going on right now. Did she REALLY think it was ok to write "fuck you" on her nails for the court room. IDIOT! And now she thinks she can get out of her jail sentance, which is ridiculous. Girl, you had more chances than the average joe would have, and you deserve everything you're about to get. Trust me, I'm a hugeeeee fan, but I know when wrong is wrong!

And Enrique Iglesias has a new CD with beautiful promotional pictures and interviews and magazine covers and pictures of his beautiful face and beautiful body and wonderful voice and... oh I got sidetracked. Well, on that note, peace!