My Second Home

I am fortunate enough to have 2 homes. One on Staten Island, and a vacation home in Upstate, New York. This house is on a dirt road, 15 minutes away from the nearest town. Can you say boring? Yes, that it is. Extremley boring! When i was younger i used to love to go up there. My family and I would go up there almost every weekend. In the summer, we would go to water parks, swim in the lake that is on our road with friends, and even go to festivals at the ski mountain. In the winter, we would go skiing, play in the snow. Now that I am older, i hate to go up there. There is not much for me to do. I do not like to ski any more and swimming in a lake isnt as fun to me. Usually i go up to my house maybe twice a year. My parents still go, but my sister and i stay home. I still think it is a beautiful how, and i am very fortunate to have it. I think i will appreciate it more when i am able to bring my friends up for a weekend without my parents being there.

Getting My Wisdom Teeth Out

This friday, I got all four of my wisdom teeth taken out. When i woke up from the sugery, I couldn't feel anything. My mouth was numb and puffy and there was no pain. I remember saying to myself, wow this isn't so bad. About an hour or two later, I was home lying on the couch and all of a sudden, the horrible pain came. The pain was unbearable. My doctor has prescibed me vicadins, but they were at the pharmacy, and i wouldnt have them for another half hour. So that half hour, was the longest and worst half hour ever. Tears were comming from my eyes it hurt so bad, and i couldnt sit still. Finally, when i get the medication, it was such a great relief. That night i had a horrible sleep. When the medication wore off, i would wake up and stay awake until i could take it again. The next morning i woke up, and my face was even more puffy. I could barley talk, barely open my mouth it felt as if my jaw was locked. All i did, was lie on the couch all day, sleep, pretty much do absolutley nothing. Again, sleeping was horrible, i barley slept. I would get up in the middle of the night, feeling so weak like i needed to eat something. Eating was another horrible thing. Eating all mush pretty much. Chicken broth, pudding, mashed potatoes. Thats pretty much it. And I had to slurp everything down. It is not fun. By sunday night, i had finally began to feel a little bit better. I was able to talk a little bit easier, and it was easier for me to drink. Today, which is Monday, my face is still a little bit swollen, and i still have some pain, but i am eating and drinking a little bit easier, and talking alot easier. The only thing is that it hurts to smile or laugh, and that i one thing that i do alot. I hope that by tomorrow and the next day that i am so much better and that i can finally eat real food again.

How I love times square

Times Square is my favorite place in New York City. I could walk through it 1,000 times and still not be sick of it. I especially love it during the Christmas season. I love going into M&M world. This store is 3 stories high, and they have every color M&M possible throughout the store. Also, during the Christmas season, they have charmin bathrooms, which was started last year. Yes i know what you are thinking, they are only bathrooms, but they are the cleanest and nicest bathrooms in NYC. After each use, a worker goes in an cleans the bathroom. During the weekend, the line is outrageous to get in. But it is well worth the wait. On thursday, i was in times square. For my discover NY class i had to go into NYC to take pictures of Times Square for a project that I am doing. When i was in NY that day, i also ate at a restaurant called the Stardust Diner. The waitors and waitresses are people who are waiting to get onto broadway. Throughout the night, they sing different songs. All of them are very good singers and I enjoyed listening to them all perform. Times Square is so beautiful, and i cannot wait to go back again.

My weekend at mount st.mary's college

As you all know, I didn't go away to college, and not many of my friends went away either. My friend Amanda went away to college about 90 minutes away from here. She goes to Mount St. Mary College is Newbourgh, New York. Last weekend Me and my friend Alyssa who also goes to St. Johns, went up to Amanda's college for the whole weekend. It was a beautiful campus, and the dorms were amazing. Living home while going to college, you dont really get the whole college effect. Especially the living on your own. Dorming for a whole weekend, was so much fun, I didnt want to leave. I thought that living on your own would be somewhat difficult, but in reality it is better! The only problem was that we didnt have a car because neither me nor alyssa were allowed to drive up. So all weekend we had to relay in taxis. The first night we were there we called for a taxi. They said they would be there in 15-20 minutes. A half hour passes by, no taxi. So we call. They said they were on their way. An hour passes by, still no taxi. So we call again. Again, they said they are on their way. After waiting another 15 minutes we gave up. No taxi wound up showing up that night. Thank god we were on campus instead of being off campus and being stranded in town. That would have been terrible. All in all though, being at my friends college was so much fun, and i can't wait to do it again.

I quit my job!

Today was the happiest day for me in 2 months. I was finally able to quit my terrible job. Thursday, i went to children's party places to see if anyone was hireing. The second place i went to, they hired me right on the spot. It was great. The next day, i worked for them and it was incredibly easy. Now since i had a new job, i was able to go to work today and tell them that I had gotten a new job, and i was quitting. Luckily, i had taken off the next two weeks, so today was my last day. I was soo happy walking out of there and knowing I will be able to enjoy my saturday nights and not have to worry about waking up soo early the next day.

A Puppy

Ok soo...last week i had to go into Arcadia Pet Store to buy something. This pet store also has puppies. So im looking at the puppies and i see a Yorkie. He is two months old. I took him out and held him and fell in love with him. He is soo adorable. After that, i went home and begged my parents for the dog. They said no, because we already have 2 dogs. This upset me because I want the puppy sooo bad, and he is soo cute. I would take care of it and everything. Almost everyday after that i go and see the puppy for a few minutes. I know, i know you must think im crazy but if i cant take him home, its the only thing i can do. Ive been trying and trying to get my parents to agree, but it seems to just not be working. I took a picture of him as you can see. He is just too cute.

How I Hate My Job

Currently, I am working at Silver Lake Golf Course, in what is called the Grill Room. I only work here one day a week, but it is the worst day of the week. This job requires me to be there by 6 in the morning. So this means that I have to be awake by 5. As a teenager, it is very hard for me to do. I feel as if my Saturday nights are ruined because i dont like to be out late because of the time that i have to be awake. If i am up too late the night before work, I feel sick in the morning. At Silver Lake it is very hectic and the pay is not very good. I have come to hate golfers. Most of these men are incredibly impatient and extremley nasty. Sometimes when there is quite a few people waiting to be helped it can become very hectic. This is when the men become extremley nasty. For example, i could be ringing up a customer, and another man with come to where the cash register is and start telling me his order. Not with a "can i have either". It an "i want, or ill have" This bugs me because they see how busy i am. I like the people that i work with though, they are all very nice. But the golfers and the hours are terrible, so i am currently going to look for a new job because i cannot stand working there anymore. Before this job, i used to work at Staten Island Paintball. As a teenager, its the job of your dreams. At the age of 17, i was classified as Assitant Manager, making $10 an hour off the books. This place was more than a job. It was one of my favorite places to be. Everyone that worked there had an amazing bond. It was like one giant family. We all enjoyed what we did, and even on my days off, i was still there. Starting the job not knowing anything about the sport, i soon came to love it, started playing it, and even got my own paintball gun. I quit after new owners took over the place because i would no longer be assistant manager and only be paid minimum wage. None of the other workers were going to work there any more either, so i didnt think it would be worth working there. I miss that job sooo much, I wish i never quit and i hope that soon i can quit Silver Lake.