I haven't been able to completely my FAFSA yet because my parents haven't completed their taxes. I know I should estimate, but at the moment I'm completely clueless. Today, my parents told me that I needed to cover the shop while they go to do the taxes. I got to the shop around 10:30, and my "aunt" was there to keep me company. There are times I dislike working with her just because she takes all the work. I usually just end up sitting in the back and feeling bad that I'm making her do the work, cleaning and cashier-ing. I usually handle the large orders. No surprise, there wasn't any large orders today. One customer was being complicated as HELL. First, he wants "apple thing." (He pointed to the apple turnovers.) I bagged two like he asked, he then tells me I got his order wrong and he pointed to the eclairs. I bagged that and he said I got it wrong AGAIN. He tells me he wants a chocolate donut. I bag a regular chocolate donut and confirm it with him. He says yes. When I start to ring it up, he tells me he wanted a crumb raise and three more chocolate raise. I get it for him and he proceeds to pull out the donuts and put them on the counter with his hands. Really now? Sure, he left a two dollar tip, but it was just one of my biggest annoyances to simply point to a donut and say, "I want this one" before I get the chance to look at it, then get mad when I ask them to repeat their order. I'm overreacting, but he began criticizing how I did my job. I would do my job PERFECTLY if you were CLEARER on your order.
I rushed my mom to get me to badminton practice before it ended. I was worried we weren't going to get ranked, but same rank as last year. It's all good. (: I was disappointed in how I played though because I felt rushed because I had to get from Berkeley, home, dressed, then to practice in less than 20 minutes. I kind of want a new racquet, but I still love mine a lot. I need a new grip because mines just... bleh. I dislike my birdies because they're extremely heavy. (Birdies, heavy? Really?) Yes, they are. They have foam heads instead of cork heads that I usually play with during matches. It felt nice to finally play a (kinda real?) match though, sweaty and all. (: I'm excited for the upcoming season!
I lovelovelove meat and mushrooms with prahoak and rice. I was starving once I got home and this just satisfied EVERYTHING. It was amazing. I noticed that I'm really biased to thin, wooden chopsticks instead of the thick, plastic ones that totally dominant my kitchen utensil drawer. I'm trying to make my blogs longer. Is it working? I think so. My camera, which I haven't put in use much, is now being put into use for pathetic reasons. I take random pictures throughout the day (both yesterday and today) just to put onto here. It's okay though. I like my blogs to seem colorful. My food picture was purposely. I cooked up the meat and mushrooms myself and added prahoak. It looked friggen beautiful! I couldn't help myself. (:
I have a bad habit of eating my meat slightly pink, bacteria and all. I know it's going to damage me one day, but it's so yummy. It's like sashimi! I've been on an ultimate food crave nowadays. I wanted to head out to the taqueria today because I've had the biggest craving for tacos/burritos/enchiladas for awhile, but my grandma made me eat pho before I headed to work. I wasn't able to snag any even if I was hungry because I was on a panic of getting to practice on time. I had a number of these sour strips. My nail polish, China Glaze's Pink Voltage (My favorite pink polish) already chipped although I just did them yesterday. My left hand looked like the picture, but my right hand... well... it's removal time for this color. My nail polish organization just made me want to swatch all the colors. :3
I haven't been able to completely my FAFSA yet because my parents haven't completed their taxes. I know I should estimate, but at the moment I'm completely clueless. Today, my parents told me that I needed to cover the shop while they go to do the taxes. I got to the shop around 10:30, and my "aunt" was there to keep me company. There are times I dislike working with her just because she takes all the work. I usually just end up sitting in the back and feeling bad that I'm making her do the work, cleaning and cashier-ing. I usually handle the large orders. No surprise, there wasn't any large orders today. One customer was being complicated as HELL. First, he wants "apple thing." (He pointed to the apple turnovers.) I bagged two like he asked, he then tells me I got his order wrong and he pointed to the eclairs. I bagged that and he said I got it wrong AGAIN. He tells me he wants a chocolate donut. I bag a regular chocolate donut and confirm it with him. He says yes. When I start to ring it up, he tells me he wanted a crumb raise and three more chocolate raise. I get it for him and he proceeds to pull out the donuts and put them on the counter with his hands. Really now? Sure, he left a two dollar tip, but it was just one of my biggest annoyances to simply point to a donut and say, "I want this one" before I get the chance to look at it, then get mad when I ask them to repeat their order. I'm overreacting, but he began criticizing how I did my job. I would do my job PERFECTLY if you were CLEARER on your order.
I rushed my mom to get me to badminton practice before it ended. I was worried we weren't going to get ranked, but same rank as last year. It's all good. (: I was disappointed in how I played though because I felt rushed because I had to get from Berkeley, home, dressed, then to practice in less than 20 minutes. I kind of want a new racquet, but I still love mine a lot. I need a new grip because mines just... bleh. I dislike my birdies because they're extremely heavy. (Birdies, heavy? Really?) Yes, they are. They have foam heads instead of cork heads that I usually play with during matches. It felt nice to finally play a (kinda real?) match though, sweaty and all. (: I'm excited for the upcoming season!
I lovelovelove meat and mushrooms with prahoak and rice. I was starving once I got home and this just satisfied EVERYTHING. It was amazing. I noticed that I'm really biased to thin, wooden chopsticks instead of the thick, plastic ones that totally dominant my kitchen utensil drawer. I'm trying to make my blogs longer. Is it working? I think so. My camera, which I haven't put in use much, is now being put into use for pathetic reasons. I take random pictures throughout the day (both yesterday and today) just to put onto here. It's okay though. I like my blogs to seem colorful. My food picture was purposely. I cooked up the meat and mushrooms myself and added prahoak. It looked friggen beautiful! I couldn't help myself. (: 
I have a bad habit of eating my meat slightly pink, bacteria and all. I know it's going to damage me one day, but it's so yummy. It's like sashimi! I've been on an ultimate food crave nowadays. I wanted to head out to the taqueria today because I've had the biggest craving for tacos/burritos/enchiladas for awhile, but my grandma made me eat pho before I headed to work. I wasn't able to snag any even if I was hungry because I was on a panic of getting to practice on time. I had a number of these sour strips. My nail polish, China Glaze's Pink Voltage (My favorite pink polish) already chipped although I just did them yesterday. My left hand looked like the picture, but my right hand... well... it's removal time for this color. My nail polish organization just made me want to swatch all the colors. :3
I think my mom wants to make me and my nails "pretty."
ReplyDeleteDinner Dance and Senior Ball are the only chances she has.
Sorrrrry.
you should swatch all your nail colors. to see that there is no difference between that blue and that blue *siigh*
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