Day 40: Today play a practical joke

Day 40

Today I’m supposed to play a practical joke on someone.

I think, okay, I’ll do this after work.

So I go to work, and it’s all pretty normal. We’re not too busy, and what customers we have are all really bitchy today, but it’s not bad.

Then my manager asks me to work an extra 4 hours.

See, I’ve already finished 8 hours. But I think okay, I can manage 12 hours of work. It’s good money, it’s worth it.

Two hours before I go, the radio plays Smile. And I think of Mike and it makes me happy.

When I finally finish, I go out to my car and start crying in pain.

And now I’m soaking my feet because they’re swollen and ow.

My parents are waiting on me, that’s nice. Doesn’t really help my feet pain.

So I can’t really play the practical joke today. It’s not easy to do that when I can’t even stand.

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Huh.
A year ago, I was asked to stay late and do a 12 hour day.
The same thing happened yesterday.
pretty ironic, I'd say.

Day 39: Learn to speak Swedish

Day 39

Today I’m supposed to learn Swedish.

I read a few phrases from the book, but I can’t really use them while at work.

Instead, while I’m driving to McDonald’s, I listen to ABBA. One of the songs is in Swedish, and since I know the English words, I am learning some Swedish.

Work doesn’t suck, but my feet do hurt again. I will get used to this, right?

I come home and read the rest of the phrases in the book. They all look like the names of furniture from Ikea.

Oh wait. Ikea’s Swedish, isn’t it? Right.

I also happen to watch an old episode of Jimmy Neutron with a Swedish character. (also with a time machine in a phone booth. That makes me laugh.)

I ask my dad to get me some gel insoles for my shoes, so maybe tomorrow my feet won’t hurt so much.

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am I a dork for liking ABBA?
I was on a serious Mamma Mia kick when the musical came out, it led to me liking the band. it makes sense. kind of.
Except that I'm 20 and loving a band that was considered overblown pop music 40 years ago.

also wtf blogger why did you post this before I was done with it?

Day 38: Spend some time in a church today

Day 38

Today I need to spend some time in a church. I would do that, if I had some time.

At work, I make my first major mistake—I charge a customer twice, only make him pay once. McDonald’s is out some money, I’m guessing I’ll have to pay it.

But other than that, things are good. I get verified to work at the counter.

I get home, and I want to collapse, I’m so exhausted and my feet hurt so bad.

I just watch TV for hours. I literally cannot move to do anything else.

I never do make it into a church. I’m too tired to tell if I have bad luck today.

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This is the day the posts started getting really short.
hey, 8-hour shifts make me tired.

Day 37: Today, eat and run

Day 37

Today, I’m supposed to eat and run.

This is also the day I start my job at McDonald’s. This isn’t going to go well.

But I actually manage. Technically. Since it’s my first day, I get my lunch for free.

I’m working at the register. It’s not bad. It’s pretty easy, customers are friendly and don’t mind that I’m a little slower than the other cashiers.

The register is the only thing I do today—I know that I’ll learn assembling the food for the customer and how to make coffee, but that’s not for my first day.

The only sucky part is that I’m there 8 hours. And I learn I’m scheduled for 8 hours for the next 3 days too.

When I finish, my feet hurt so much.

I’ll get used to it, I know. But for now, ow.

I get home, and I’m greeted by Mike. That’s nice.

We go to see a movie. MacGruber. I thought it would be pretty good ‘cause I like the SNL sketch, but it really wasn’t. There were funny parts, but that didn’t make it a good movie.

I manage to sleep better tonight. That’s good.

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A year later, and the only other thing I can do is make the coffee.

well, sort of. I can do the entire front end, fill orders, make fries, make ice cream, but I haven't yet been trained on making food.

also, feet still hurt.

Day 36: Say nothing today

Day 36

Today, I’m supposed to say nothing.

Seriously, the universe sends me my boyfriend, then tells me not to talk to him. No.

I follow the letter of this task by letting the first word out of my mouth today be “nothing”.

Then I follow the spirit by saying as little as possible. But I will talk.

This could be interesting. No idle conversations between me and Mike, we are going to be forced to enjoy silence between us.

That silence will probably—hopefully—be filled with kisses.

The first person I have to talk to is my mom. Saving my words and speaking quietly, I tell her what I’m doing. Then I ask her to explain to Dad because he’s partially deaf and I don’t want to have to waste words by repeating what I’m saying.

I hang out with Mike all day, and I end up talking a lot more as the day goes on. Nothing bad ends up happening, though.

We drive around and go shopping. I decide that I’m going to start collecting those cute little Japanese eraser toys, then I don’t actually buy one because I’m broke.

I try to sleep early tonight because I’m getting up at 6 tomorrow morning for my job.

However, I can’t fall asleep. This sucks.

Eventually I do sleep.

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It's hard being silent.
I've been quiet before, participating in the day of silence in high school, or a small bout of laryngitis.
but this day, I couldn't.

Day 35: Today give little tasks to people around you

Day 35

Today I have to give little tasks to people around me.

I don’t know who’ll be here. Mike might be coming out here today, but that’s not set yet.

I go with my dad to pick up my mom from the airport, and we have lunch at Sonic. My parents have been telling me this is the greatest restaurant ever, but I don’t think much of it. Also the bathrooms are gross.

When we get home, I finally start today’s task. I pick one of the little tasks from the book and tell my mom to bow to me. She does.

Then, I tell my dad to organize my surprise birthday party. My birthday’s not for 9 months, so he’ll probably forget. That’s okay.

Now, I am waiting eagerly for Mike to show up. I cannot wait to see him.

Mike is here, and I am so happy to be with him.

I drive him around, trying to find something to do. We go to a local antique store that’s kind of cool. Mike buys an old Coca-Cola bottle—and the guy running the store lets him have it for free since it’s his first time at the store.

The guy there is really nice like that. I bought my prom jewelry there and he let me have it half off since it was for a prom.

I take Mike to Kimball Farms, a local and awesome ice cream place. He’s never been there and he apparently didn’t believe me on how awesome it is. But when he sees what all is there and tastes the ice cream, he begins to believe. I think.

Then, we just hang out at home for a while, before sleeping. In separate rooms. We both don’t like this, but hey, my parents are here.

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You know, I still have that prom jewelry, but I never went to my prom.
I don't really regret it. I wonder what it was like, but I'm fine.

Day 34: Today write to a dictator to stop torture

Day 34

Today I’m supposed to write a letter to a dictator to plead with them to stop torture.

I’m catching this on a loophole—I just have to write it. It doesn’t say to send it.

So I’m going to write it here now.

Dear Kim-Jong Il:

I picked you to write to ‘cause you’re the only one I’ve heard of before. I don’t keep up with current events at all.

Anyways, Kim-Jong, stop torturing people. Stop being a horrible dictator. It’s just wrong. I think I’m supposed to hate you to be a good American, so I do.

Sincerely,

Me.

Ta-da.

Today, I get a formspring, jumping on that internet bandwagon. Let’s see how that goes.

I also hang out with my awesome friend Ari for a while. We go to the mall, then some other stores nearby. It’s fun hanging out with her ‘cause I haven’t seen her in weeks and she is a good friend.

I later hang out with some of my other awesome friends, including Jessie who I don’t think I’ve seen in months. It’s good to see her again.

We head to a park where we hang out a lot, then head back to Lainie’s house for watching a movie. The Hangover, a very good movie.

But later, I get a text from Liz, another friend. There’s so much high school drama with my group of friends—they all used to be friends with each other but now they’re not. I know why they’re not, but because I really want to keep out of this I’m not going to say.

Anyways, I’m trying to remain friends with everyone, but it’s sometimes frustrating and difficult. I love my friends, but I don’t want to be involved in their fights.

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I don't even remember the friend drama now. I barely talk to most of them actually. I haven't seen them in so long.
I know a little more about current events now. I pay attention more.
Do I know anything about Kim-Jong Il? No. Oh well.