cntr0l //.:

Okay so guess what? Work is basically amazing. I absolutely LOVE it! The whole staff is so nice and fun & my manager is the best thing since sliced bread. Ugh, I'm so happy. But I don't want to jinx anything so that's all I'll say. :)

Anyways, my birthday was pretty nice. I went into the city with Stephanie and my parents. We had lunch at Vesuvios again in SoHo. Delishhh! Afterwards we walked around SoHo a bit; spyed into Cipriani's to see if any celebrities were in there (Beyonce & Jay-Z are usually in there on their days off). :shrugs: Couldn't hurt to look. Shit, one day they may just be walking by and I may walk into her by accident and she can trip me and sprain my ankle and..yeah, I'm off topic. We walked around SoHo & stopped by this art gallery to get some information on this picture my dad is dying to find & buy. It's of Tina Turner and Janis Joplin on stage together during the encore to a Rolling Stones concert at Madison Square Garden, that my dad was actually at back in his day. He saw it last year in the place and they wanted $2700 for it and he passed; now he's kicking himself wishing he bought it. lol. Later on we went to Central Park and walked around, went to SummerStage and watched some people perform I don't know who they were, but I knew the Brazilian Girls, they were there. Pretty hot.

So that's been my underage life from where I left off. Exciting, right? I know. Hopefully, and I do pray for this, my new job will be worthwhile and fun. My cousin Gina works in Aldo and she loves it, makes a good deal of money, and well..I know her so..if there are any problems I can pick up the phone. But I really want this one to work. I feel like I'm wasting my life and I feel like there's always something I'm missing out on. I don't know, maybe I just have way too much time on my hands and end up thinking about crap.

I also discovered that I may have some sort of Pre-Menstrual Depression or something. I don't know, but seriously the past like, 5 months a week or so before the dreadful, I am so depressed. Internally that is, though. I cannot even count how many times I cry or how much I start feeling pity for myself; I don't even know why either! It's all basically without reason. It is such a irritant too. I'll feel fine but then, I won't have the desire to go out with my friends because I just want to sit somewhere and cry or take a nap. It is so annoying. Sometimes, I really despise being a female!

On a GREAT note, my birthday is coming up; July 22nd. I'll be 19. Yay. I don't know what I'm doing yet though. When I find out I'll post it. Something fun though! My dad is supposedly getting me the tickets to see Beyonce & Robin Thicke at Madison Square Garden on August 4th...so we'll see. He promised. I promised him I'd buy his ticket to come see Amy Winehouse with me in Central Park so...we have a deal. Even though the Amy tickets are $45 each- compared to the $125 a piece Beyonce tickets. Whatever, yo! Haha.