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| Today i went to target. I found nothing i was looking for so I decided to pick up food and then go home. I'm walking out to my car and I see this small shiny thing on top of my car. As I get closer I recognize the thing; it is a cellular phone-not mine. I look beside my car thinking well the person who parked beside me might have placed there phone on it. The one car parked beside me was already there before I had gotten there so I knew it wasnt theirs. So I tried calling "mom" on their cell phone and an operator type voice comes on the phone and says "Welcome to Sprint PCS Roaming. your call will cost $2.99 roaming and 1.99 for each additional minute. Please enter the number you would like to call."
So I do that.
Then the prompter came on again and said "Please enter your credit card or calling card number or press 1 to make a collect call."
Then I think what the hell and take too long to decide what to do and the phone hangs up on me. So then I call back and go through that again and press 1 to make a collect call.
The prompter says "This call will not be added to your bill. Wait momentarilly while we check to see if this number can accept this call. We're sorry your number cannot be completed as dialed."
I try it again-same thing
Then I figure its only 3 bucks and I don't plan on talking to this person for any additional minutes so I take out my credit card and i punch in the number.
The prompter says "We do not recognize this credit card number. Please enter it again."
I do.-"We're sorry. Your number cannot be completed as dialed."
So I look under settings and this person's phone has a sprint customer care number. I call that thinking perhaps they can help me.
I get this guy on the line, I believe his name was Jim, and tell him that someone left their cell phone and I'm trying to get a hold of them but the call isn't going through. Jim says, "I think this phone is deactivated. Hold on a minute and let me check."
So im momentarily put on hold *lalalalala*-(hold music) and then Jim gets back on the line and says, "Yea this phone has been deactivated."
I'm thinking-so...i just want to give the person back their phone i could care less if it works or not- and i say "Well how should I give them back their phone?"
and Jim says, "Drop it off at a sprint carrier or a radioshack" and I say thank you and yada yada yada.
However I'm thinking, if I do that this person is never going to get their phone back. Unfortunately I did not have my cell phone with me but since i was going into the mall anyways i figured i would stop by work and use my work phone to call "mom."
I go to work and call, and an operator comes on and says "This number has call intervention. It is a system that blocks calls of people whose numbers do not appear on the caller id."
So then im all ohhh *82 private call
I call and they aren't even home, so i leave my name and number and tell them i have their phone.
Needless to say i went through all that and i still have their phone. | | |
| Today is filled with rather mixed emotions.
I woke up around 8 so that I could get ready early and clean off my car in time to be to work for 11. That was taken care of no problem. On my way out, I stopped off at te mailbox because I hadn't picked up the mail in a a few days, which was apparnet because there was a lot of mail. There was this one particularly large envelope addressed to me from Syracuse University. This is the one letter I had been so anxious to receive for weeks. My anticipation grew as i thought of all the wonderful words it could say. I slowly tore the top of the envelope open and reached inside and felt around for the letter. As I pulled it out, I read my name, and then then the most wonderful words that I couldn't even imagine. "Cogratulations on your admission to The College of Arts and Sciences, Spanish Program, at Syracuse University for the fall semester, 2005. Your admission is evidence of the Admissions committee's confidence in your academic potential, as well as recognition of your personal qualities. We look forward to your contribution to the intellectual vitality and diversity that characterize Syracuse University."...Oh the excitement!!!!!!!!!!!And of course it happened to be snowinig out and the roads weren't plowed when I read this spectacular letter so i had to contain my excitement until I got to work. Oh how difficult that was.
So I got to work and i exploded with excitement which soon ended once I had to actually do work. By the time my shift was over i was tired but i still feel the need to go out and celebrate. And of course who would i rather celebrate with over anyone (no offense to anyone) is my boyfriend Samuel, so I had that to look forward to.
I got home and showed my mom everything they sent me and she said "congratualtions." So I went to talking to her about other things and then out of no where she starts yelling at me. I'm fucking sick of it. Yesterday she started yelling at me before I went to school because she wanted me to go out and get her milk and I told her she was perfectly capable of doing it herself because by the time i would get home it would be snowing and as it was I had so much other crap to do after school like drive over to Main Street in Worcester to drop off a stupid scholarship application because they wouldnt accept it by mail. But she didn't care. She yelled at me saying she got milk last and blah blah blah when i've been doing it every other day upon request. I am just so fucking sick of her laziness. All she does is order me around and yell at me for no reason. Especially today of all days that she had to start yelling at me. She just can't see me happy. It is the last straw. i have to leave, and when I go off to college is simply not soon enough. I need to get out of here and now.
So i was thinking I'd be able to get out for a bit with Samuel because we'd be celebrating hopefully at Olive Garden. But no...He has to hang out with Ryan because he is so much more fucking important than me....Whatever...
So I suppose I'll just stay home, maybe sulk, and watch The Motorcycle Diaries. | | |
| Today was rather...uneventful
The only remote excitement I had was learning of the postponment of my physics test...woohoo
Monti totally got upset at mi clase de español hoy mismo. Ella dijo, "No te deciría sobre mis niños. Pero no me hables sobre tus problemas. Piensé que nosotros estuvimos una pagina diferente." She told me later that Maria complained to her about how she talks about her children and tells us stories and yada yada yada...
So moving on...
I don't mean to upset anyone by what I am about to say or bother people with my problems, but I need to do some serous venting or else I am going to explode.
As very few people know, I do not have the greatest relationship with my mother. Just to make a couple things clear, I cannot stand those who are perfectly able yet are perfectly lazy and those who complain about things they can alter, for example people who are of age who did not vote and complain about the president and etc... Well my mother happens to be the epitome of that I cannot stand. I mean don't get me wrong I love her, but i don't like her very much, and it seems to me that almost everyday she gives me another reason to like her less. My mother is constantly complaining about the bills and our lack of money yet she does not have a job nor has she attempted to get one in years, and i highly doubt she'll ever try. I've told her on several occassions that she needs to get a job in order to earn money. She concedes my point; however, according to her, she will never be able to get a job because my being born caused her to drop out of college although she has had jobs since she had dropped out. It is solely my fault that she will never have a job and it has nothing to do with the fact that she was put on an eight year waiting list for a nursing program 17 years ago and was too impatient to wait or the fact that she has been smoking pot for the majority of her life and refuses to get off her ass, stop watching TV, and do something, anything remotely productive.
One day, i finally broke down and decided to do the dishes that had been sitting in the sink for two weeks (I usually don't do them becasue if I do then my mom would really be doing nothing). There was a plate with roast beef stuck to it and it just made me wonder, "When did we have roast beef?" Then it occurred to me...two weeks prior...it had been two weeks since my mother had fed me...I can understand a couple days of not cooking your one and only child dinner...but two weeks?!? Especially when she has all of that time on her hands...I know we have food because I do the grocery shopping so there is absolutely no reason for this. I have made things so unbelievably easy for her. The only things she has to do is (1) her own laundry, (2) the dishes, and (3) cook dinner, and she continues to fail to do 2 out of these 3 things. I ntold her that she can't forget her responsibilities and she simply said "Why can't I? I want to." She seriously doesn't care about me if she wants to forget her responsibilities of being my mother. I am sick of having to take care of her when she is the parent and I am the child. After her car accident over the summer, my aunty Laura(not really my aunt, my mom's best friend) and myself took away my mother's several pills, and my mom told the both of us that she hated us. My Aunty Laura asked her what would have happened <to me> if she had died and she just said that I would have to "put up with Sharon's shit." She didn't even care.
The worst part of it all is that she thinks we have the perfect relationship even though we rarely speak to each other...
Well that is all of my rantings and ravings for today.
-Eileen | | |
| Hello everyone!
I awoke this morning concerned that my mommie may have forgotten about me. It was 7:30 and she had not yet woke me up for school. So then I thought "well perhaps we have a delay," then I returned to my deep slumber. My mom came into my room at 10:00 to wake me up so I could move my automobile so she could go out and that is when I learned of the school cancellation. So once again I had no school...
My accomplishments of today included...
1) finished laundry
2) went to the accountant's office
3) finished taxes and financial aid
...I know how eventful
Tom, I hate you too
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| Hello!!!
Today I was sitting en mi clase de español when the one and only Carol Bryngelson came over the intercom in a very grave voice. I was expecting to hear about another terrorist attack; however, her depressing voice came over the loudspeaker to announce quite exciting news. The Red Sox Nation was coming to our school that afternoon while they were on their way with the traveling cup. According to our principal, the Red Sox Nation would not only be accompanied by the World Series trophy but also by a "mystery Red Sox player". Ohhh how excited I was!!!...but only to be disappointed an hour and half later to find out there was no Red Sox player, just a trphy that I already had a picture of Mark Bellhorn holding from teh rolling rally. Ohhh the disappointment...at least I got to touch it...
The following excitement of the day was hearing that I am as cute as button... hehehe
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