I'll always remember you fondly, summer 2010. One thing I think I'll miss the most is all the people I get to meet and talk to while I'm working. There's something about being forced to put a smile on my face and greet people with genuine happiness that in turn brings me happiness, especially when I've been in a bad mood. I always leave happy. I have this silly thing I do. When a customer gets out of a car that looks like they are going to give me trouble or that look like they are having a bad day, I accept it as a challenge. A challenge to make sure they smile before they get back in their car.
They always are. It's fun.
Along with making customers happy, I enjoy the company of my "friends" (ok, customers) that come and visit me every day. I think I'll always remember Moreno when I look back on this summer job. He's mexican, about 50 years old maybe, and rides his bike past me to the bus stop in the morning and evening. On his bike he carries up to 90 lbs some days. LUDICROUS. I see him twice a day, every day, and he's ALWAYS friendly, always. There's something to be said about that, and I truly admire that. His life circumstances are not easy. He cleans the bathrooms at conoco for free, just so he can clean up there. He, as formerly mentioned, CARRIES 90 POUNDS on his bike everyday. Rain or shine, or humid awful heat. And yet, he is happy and kind to all. Our circumstances do not determine our happiness, at least, they don't have to. Thanks for the example man, I will always try and incorporate your countenance into my life.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
happy birthday old friend.
Hope it's a good one.
Sometimes I wonder if I've moved on completely, since I'm thinking of you today, on your birthday.
Anywho... congratulations. You made it, 19. I'm gonna catch up in 4 days.
I'll always wonder if those 4 days felt like a long time... and, I'll never forget that.
With love,
Jess.
Sometimes I wonder if I've moved on completely, since I'm thinking of you today, on your birthday.
Anywho... congratulations. You made it, 19. I'm gonna catch up in 4 days.
I'll always wonder if those 4 days felt like a long time... and, I'll never forget that.
With love,
Jess.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
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“I pray because I can’t help myself. I pray because I’m helpless. I pray because the need flows out of me all the time, waking and sleeping. It doesn’t change God, it changes me.” –Lewis
tutu too much.
WTF^^^^^ THAT WAS ME.
I tried on all my old tutu's for the photo shoot tomorrow.
Regret, is that what a feel?
NO.
NO NO NO. Just a tinge though.
Because, I wish I still had it, whatever it is. But not really, I just long to be free on a dance floor. To move and feel and breathe or not breathe. To express every emotion that writing and words and faces cannot. To feel everything in the rawest form. Joy. Longing. Sorrow. Peace... stillness. Beauty. Pure, pure beauty. Tomorrow I play make believe.
I am forever a dancer at heart.
I tried on all my old tutu's for the photo shoot tomorrow.
Regret, is that what a feel?
NO.
NO NO NO. Just a tinge though.
Because, I wish I still had it, whatever it is. But not really, I just long to be free on a dance floor. To move and feel and breathe or not breathe. To express every emotion that writing and words and faces cannot. To feel everything in the rawest form. Joy. Longing. Sorrow. Peace... stillness. Beauty. Pure, pure beauty. Tomorrow I play make believe.
I am forever a dancer at heart.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
quotes with no background infros
Some of my favorite quotes of yesterday:
(Preface: swearing is ok when it is quoted, and when it's funny...)
Old man number one to wifers: "damn you woman, DAMN YOU WOMAN"
CRAZY OLD RACIST MAN::::::
Old hickman number two... to me: "Damn mexicans just soak up all of our money, they just make babies and take all of our health care! My SON, so proud of him, works for the border patrol, noble boy, keepin' em out, I just HATE them so much, I have to work with them and I tell you what... We just need more men like my boy to secure the border, they just aren't doing a good enough job"
"Uh... excuse me sir, the U.S., Mexico border is only comparable to the North Korea/South Korea Border..."
"Anyways like I was saying, I hate mexicans. By the way my name it was Wade, nice to meet you"
"Uh... alright, enjoy your corn?"
40 year old creeper:
"When was your corn picked?"
Me, "Yesterday morning, approximately."
"Oh is that what they tell you to say?"
Me, "Indeed it is sir"
"Oh so you just believe everything your told"
Me, "Well, yes, at least when it comes to corn."
"Sounds like you're my kind of girl."
Me, "ERRRR, Ok well, enjoy your corn?"
In other news I sold corn to Meghan from American Idol. I had no idea who she was, I still don't, but cool story Hansel. So cool guys, IT'S GOING TO BE A HAPPY MONDAY TOMORROW!
(Preface: swearing is ok when it is quoted, and when it's funny...)
Old man number one to wifers: "damn you woman, DAMN YOU WOMAN"
CRAZY OLD RACIST MAN::::::
Old hickman number two... to me: "Damn mexicans just soak up all of our money, they just make babies and take all of our health care! My SON, so proud of him, works for the border patrol, noble boy, keepin' em out, I just HATE them so much, I have to work with them and I tell you what... We just need more men like my boy to secure the border, they just aren't doing a good enough job"
"Uh... excuse me sir, the U.S., Mexico border is only comparable to the North Korea/South Korea Border..."
"Anyways like I was saying, I hate mexicans. By the way my name it was Wade, nice to meet you"
"Uh... alright, enjoy your corn?"
40 year old creeper:
"When was your corn picked?"
Me, "Yesterday morning, approximately."
"Oh is that what they tell you to say?"
Me, "Indeed it is sir"
"Oh so you just believe everything your told"
Me, "Well, yes, at least when it comes to corn."
"Sounds like you're my kind of girl."
Me, "ERRRR, Ok well, enjoy your corn?"
In other news I sold corn to Meghan from American Idol. I had no idea who she was, I still don't, but cool story Hansel. So cool guys, IT'S GOING TO BE A HAPPY MONDAY TOMORROW!
Saturday, July 3, 2010
yes, still stands.
TONIGHT, and today... were better than Christmas. I love the 4th. I really, really do.
Oh, Jane, what did you do? OMGXZ. OK. Get ready.
Friend and new friendo and I went to the carnival, we rode this SUPER SILLY spinny tornado twister ride and laughed and laughed and laughed, which was like, pretty great ya know? So after this we went down this slidy slide, with 100 4 year olds. This in itself was well GREAT, but it gets better. We each took a turn giving it our best slide, I, as slider number one chose to ride the slide backwards: 3 points. New friendo rolled down all ridiculously like hot rod: 1000 points, and friend on the belly: 2 points.
The night was filled with so much laughter and wonderfulness. After the slidy slide we headed over to get some potato fry chip things: YES, BECAUSE APPARENTLY THERE IS AN FOOD INVENTION THAT IS WORSE FOR YOU THAN FUNNEL CAKE, who knew. Despite the disturbing grease festival, it was still a priveledge to partake of the world's newest and greatest fatty food. Covered in ketchup, lemon juice, garlic salt, season salt and WTF everything. As we sat and partook of the food a band serenaded us in the background. So great were they. We devoured our chip/tatertot/potato thingees and then ran up to the stage so that we could dance dance dance. Although there were only 45 year old couples and little kids it was still a ROCKIN party. Holy cow. We danced til the band closed, and then all of the sudden, guess what? WE SAW FIREWORKS IN THE REFLECTION OF A WINDOW.
YES
YES
YES.
OMGZ!
We ran and we ran and we rannnnnn until we finally saw the ones that weren't in the window but that were in the sky. Where was this place where we viewed them? It was 4 flights of stairs up on top of a parking garage, naturally. WONDERFUL. We all pointed out which ones were our favorites as we watched and personally, I like the the really loud ones, the waterfall looking ones, and the GIANTNORMOUS ones the best. This was great, yes, until it got better. After the fireworks we headed back down to Sammy's and got italian sodas and then headed back to the car. BUT. BUT, wait there is more. On University in Provo there is this little circle of cement between the Wells Fargo building and some other guy. Naturally, NATURALLY we found in necessary to gather round in a circle and just talk or do whatever teenagers do these days, like, you know... be silly. So we sat in the circle and LAUGHED. SO HARD. I haven't laughed that hard in so long. I would tell "you" about it, but no. You had to be there, it was that good, and that weirdie. Just know, you wish you were there. YOU DO. So an hour and a half later we headed back to the car and drove home while Girl Talk gave us a talking to.
PERFECTionNIGHT
Oh, Jane, what did you do? OMGXZ. OK. Get ready.
Friend and new friendo and I went to the carnival, we rode this SUPER SILLY spinny tornado twister ride and laughed and laughed and laughed, which was like, pretty great ya know? So after this we went down this slidy slide, with 100 4 year olds. This in itself was well GREAT, but it gets better. We each took a turn giving it our best slide, I, as slider number one chose to ride the slide backwards: 3 points. New friendo rolled down all ridiculously like hot rod: 1000 points, and friend on the belly: 2 points.
The night was filled with so much laughter and wonderfulness. After the slidy slide we headed over to get some potato fry chip things: YES, BECAUSE APPARENTLY THERE IS AN FOOD INVENTION THAT IS WORSE FOR YOU THAN FUNNEL CAKE, who knew. Despite the disturbing grease festival, it was still a priveledge to partake of the world's newest and greatest fatty food. Covered in ketchup, lemon juice, garlic salt, season salt and WTF everything. As we sat and partook of the food a band serenaded us in the background. So great were they. We devoured our chip/tatertot/potato thingees and then ran up to the stage so that we could dance dance dance. Although there were only 45 year old couples and little kids it was still a ROCKIN party. Holy cow. We danced til the band closed, and then all of the sudden, guess what? WE SAW FIREWORKS IN THE REFLECTION OF A WINDOW.
YES
YES
YES.
OMGZ!
We ran and we ran and we rannnnnn until we finally saw the ones that weren't in the window but that were in the sky. Where was this place where we viewed them? It was 4 flights of stairs up on top of a parking garage, naturally. WONDERFUL. We all pointed out which ones were our favorites as we watched and personally, I like the the really loud ones, the waterfall looking ones, and the GIANTNORMOUS ones the best. This was great, yes, until it got better. After the fireworks we headed back down to Sammy's and got italian sodas and then headed back to the car. BUT. BUT, wait there is more. On University in Provo there is this little circle of cement between the Wells Fargo building and some other guy. Naturally, NATURALLY we found in necessary to gather round in a circle and just talk or do whatever teenagers do these days, like, you know... be silly. So we sat in the circle and LAUGHED. SO HARD. I haven't laughed that hard in so long. I would tell "you" about it, but no. You had to be there, it was that good, and that weirdie. Just know, you wish you were there. YOU DO. So an hour and a half later we headed back to the car and drove home while Girl Talk gave us a talking to.
PERFECTionNIGHT
Monday, June 28, 2010
J19 oh baby
The boy I danced with on Friday! Hahahah. Ok... Just a lookalike, but a legitimite lookalike, really legitimate.
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