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Monday November 1, 1999

1/XI/99 - chino con fiebre

The started out in a drull (what ever that is) with Amy home sick again, so work was slow. I did my return mail logging, then proceded to Epinions and stayed there all day. Sure I did some sidetrack surfing along the way, but Epinions was constantly in one window or another.

there's more where that came from...

After work I took Nichole out to Chili's (aka "The Crazy Pepper" why'd they have to change the name?) and stuffed myself silly while catching up a bit on her life. It's been a long time since we've gotten together and she really wanted to talk. She's gone through, and continues to got through, so much it amazes me her passion to get positive input in her life. She knows what I stand for, yet she comes to me anyways! She can be such a love, even amidst her negativity... she just wants to love and be loved. Isn't that what it comes down to for most of us? I got home to some cool stuff. At first I only saw bills (no, I'm not sick. I agree bills are nothing to get excited about!)... then I opened up an envelope from NFO. Enclosed was a $2 bill. I guess I earned it back sometime ago when someone I had refered signed up and completed a survey. Needless to say, that crisp bill went straight into my pretty money jar for future reference! When I finally got on-line and got my mail, I had received an e-mail from Elizabeth at abeyancesaying thanks for the credit in my survey entry and "Oh no... I think I found another journal I have to read!!" Woo Hoo! Finally some feedback, I'm not asking for a million readers or anything, it's just nice to know that somewhere, someone out there is watching and reading. 'Cause if not I might as well pick up my worn down notebook and continue the old-fashioned way. But I am not a quitter, I'm a fighter... and this agenda will go on! Speaking of stumbling across must read journals, I experienced some of that today myself. I got a notification from Stasi at covetmine and read her entry. She reinstated her link of the day, and pointed me to LoudGirl.com! I ate it up, I read back... way back and was only disappointed when I realized she doesn't have a notification system (I'm one of those lazy ones who relies in notifies rather than remembering to go through my bookmarks to see who has updated!) I'm going to have to put out a serious effort to checking her site out every now and then to catch up! In one of her entries she mentioned an e-mail she had received from an ex-classmate wanting to interview her as a "drop-out". Can you say 'Ouch!' That triggered much of the angst inside me towards the present public school system. It has unfortunately caused much of society to beleive that it is the one and only way to get anywhere and/or be anything in life. Yet in all honesty, that is farthest from the truth. In my opinion, those who excel inside of this system do so by conforming to robotic, manufactured brain, standards; cheating; or entertaining their way through it. I spent a couple years in a school based on the Sudbury Valley School (where student initiative is the only teacher), spent a year out of the country, and worked full time through it all. According to the school, I didn't have the appropriate credits from my freshman year, so I was going to have to take all the basic classes after having already passed the next level. I decidedly denied that bunch of garbage and eventually got my GED (shocking the administator of the test everytime I walked through his door with another completed test... there was way more time than I needed to take them!) I've yet to go to college, and I'm not sure I ever will. I don't find that appealing to me at this time. What I do have however is a great job, and that's thanks to my own personal determination, work experience, and simple knack for things (my bilingualness has something to do with it too, I'm sure!) Let me step down off my soapbox now, and get back to my surfing at work today, I decided that since I had the time, I'd submit my site at AddMe now that I've re-vamped and updated it so much in these past few months! AddMe submitted me to Matilda, scrub, and tons more. Maybe a few random readers will stumble in now! Last night, I went to the CMA for a concert. Eric's band Friends Of The People was playing and a local worship band from White Salmon opened for them. Before heading to the music, I stopped by my dad's house to get my mail and mostly just to say hi, and make an appearance (that way they can't say I never stop by). Oma was dressed up as a baby, while my dad and Carol were just a garble of oddities. Ana and Dardo were there with Nico and Alex (they were Batman and Robin, too cute!) Alex for some reason remembered me and said, "Amancay!" loud and clear. Oh I could just eat them up! I wasn't totally into the whole thing, it being Halloween and all... and taking into consideration my state of mind yesterday. I must be extremely readable to Oma, or else she's just real alert. She's the only one who had any incling that I wasn't up to par. She asked me, "�Ten�s fiebre?" "No, �porque?" "�Ten�s sue�o?" "Y.. si" "�Porque ten�s ojos de chino con fiebre!" 'Gee thanks grandma!' I think to myself, sarcastically. I guess she can't help it, how's she supposed to know what's going on if all I ever do is put on a happy face and say everything's going fine. But at the same time, all I could think of was escaping the moment. I quickly made my exit before my eyes could welt up again!

...enough already!

  scribbled by manky @ 0:00:01
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