Stalkers, Ungodly Hours, "Something Special", and Frustrations

Wow, I almost feel like a celebrity with 4 legitimate "followers". I don't like that you're called followers. Like on Twitter. It just sounds too stalkerish. I suppose I could also view it in a different light, as if I have "fans" or something less creepy, and more of a positive thing.

Today I woke up at 1pm. It was a beautiful thing. I believe that is the time that the world should start its day, none of this 6am nonsense. I had plenty of time to do some laundry, make some lunch, pick up my sister from school and get ready before work at 4.

The other day me and my coworker noticed that each of us who work at Fashion Q can be identified by unique little mannerisms that we each posses. Apparently mine is cheerfully saying "hi!", sighing happily, and giggling. Upon realizing this truism in my workplace, I also adopted the idea to other areas of my life, and the friends that I associated in each of those areas. I discovered that everyone I know can be identified by a different habit, phrase or gesture that makes them unique. And that made me smile. Knowing that everyone has that "something special" about them is a self-esteem builder, not to mention a great topic of conversation.

I've been getting frustrated a bit lately. I am not a fan of getting frustrated. I am a naturally patient person most of the time, but there are those certain things that just push me over the edge. For example:

When someone borrows something of mine without telling me, and I don't find out that they took it until I am frantically searching for it, minutes before I need to use it. (i.e., my sister wearing my clothes to school, and me waking up at the godly hour of 1 in the afternoon to get ready for work, and the jacket I was going to wear--my favorite one--is missing from its usual place in my closet.)

• When someone fails to be considerate, especially when it is expected of them. (i.e., customers failing to turn clothes inside out after trying them on, or even just putting them back on a hanger and bringing them out of the fitting room.)


• When I take a cranky pill. (aka, an aspirin from my friend Jason's medicine cabinet.)


• When someone cancels on you at the last minute. Or the minute after that.


• When while driving, someone cuts you off, only to drive slower than they were going before.


• When you have a fantastic dream, but have to wake up early the next day, so your dream is sadly interrupted by the annoying sound of your alarm clock, even if it is the sound of your favorite song playing. Even your favorite song can't make that dream come true.


• When you run out of money, and have to ask your parents to borrow some. Even though I still live with them, it's still a degrading feeling.

Those are all the frustrations that I can think of right now... I'm in a relatively good mood right now, so all those things that put me in a bad mood aren't really coming to mind. I suppose that's a good thing.

Well the tv is off now, and its almost 1am. I need to get up at an ungodly hour tomorrow (which would be before noon), so I should actually go take that shower now, and go to bed. The "happiest place on earth" awaits me tomorrow, as well as Fashion Q, Victoria Gardens, and the Claremont movie theater. I will most likely post tomorrow about my fun-filled day of rain and outdoor locations. Until then...!