FallingLEAVes of Sunshine

Here's an update... He still gives me a free mocha whenever he's the one to ring me up. But it hasn't been as frequent. Before, it was like four out of five times. Now it's the other way around. No, not five out of four times. Just once a week. Before this week, I didn't really see him much. I dunno. Maybe it was because of the holiday hours and we were thrown off our usual timing schedule. We went back to regular schedule this week. On Monday, Tracy (that's my boss) and I stopped at GJ on the way back from the money drop. I saw him coming in and I mentioned this to her. After all, she's the one who thinks he may have ulterior motives. Hehe... for Christmas she gave me a GJ gift card. On the gift tag, she wrote, "good luck with your secret crush." Now was her chance to "check him out and see if he's okay for me." She didn't think he was him, but I assured her he was. After all, wouldn't I know what my guy looked like? Her dec...

On Friday, the 16th, I went to get my drink. I started my sentence ("regular") and he finished it ("blended white mocha). He bragged to his coworker that he was "psychic." It was very cute and very funny. So, today, he was there and started waving when he saw me. When I approached the counter, he asked, "the usual?" Hehe... little did he know that the previous days I hadn't been ordering my usual. Since I didn't want to retrain him, I said, yes. After all, it took me this long to get him trained to what my "usual" drink is. Now that he's properly trained, I don't want to confuse him! It was very cute. While he was making my drink, a line appeared that wasn't there before. He called out to his other workers: "Martha? Jimmy? Help!" Very cute.

I made a decision regarding Gabriel. After the talk we had (I gave him a ride home after work), I made this decision. No matter how confusing things can be, I drew a line that will not be crossed. Unless he comes to church and gets saved. Then all bets are off!

Okay, since the last post, things have continued to be confusing and get more confusing all the time. Nina found out through her classmate (who works at Gloria Jean) that BeBo's name might actually be Jose. BeBo has continued to give me free coffee everytime he rings me up. And if he's there, and someone else rang me up, he makes my drink instead of the person who rang me up. So, yesterday, we went to GJ to get coffee. I paid for Nina's and mine. BeBo rang us up. His boss was there, and I noticed the furtive glance he gave in her direction. Mind you, I did have my wallet in my hand and ready to pay. Yet, he still charged me only for Nina's drink. Someone else made Nina's drink, but he made mine. And he had a name tag hanging on his apron, which read "Johonny" I think. It was hard to see. Here's an update on Gabriel (the stock boy). He continues to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek. Also, he has called me "sweetie" once or twice. Plus, he li...

Hehe... I found out what his name is (or possibly is) through a coworker of his who is a classmate of one of my friends. What is his name? I'm keeping that to myself. So today, before I went to work, I went to Gloria Jean's to get my daily coffee fix. BeBo was at the cash register. I got up to the register and he says, "Regular blended white mocha?" I didn't hear him at first, so he had to repeat himself. Kinda like yesterday. I had to repeat myself to be heard over the noise. I said yes, and then he said, "It'll be ready to the left." I told Patricia I got another freebie and she said she ought to start sending me for her mochas. Tracy said, "someone must like you." I said, "well, it is the same guy." She said, "You might have a boyfriend by Christmas," and then asked me if I thought he was cute, if he worked in the morning, etc. And then she said, "I should check him out to see if he's okay for you." ...

That's what I decided to nickname the coffee boy! Actually, it's short for Beanie Boy. First two letters of each name, BeBo. So, if it sounds like I'm talking about a person BeBo not the community Bebo, then it's Beanie Boy. So, BeBo did it again. I got another mocha. He took my order and said it would be ready over there. Hehe. Two in one week. Wow! Two in a row! Patricia said, "See I'm not the only one. I'm proud of you." She was laughing when she said this, of course. We had a Hingham walk in today. He happened to come in the same time as the District Manager (Erika) and the Loss Prevention Manager (Linda). Linda held the door open for him, he came in, looked at something, went outside and sat on the bench for a long time. Linda told us, he's going to steal your shirts. Point-blank, blunt. So, Patricia stayed on the Petites side of the store and watched for him. He never came back. We also had a good day today. Our target was a little over 2000...

Poor Gabriel got sick the day before Thanksgiving. Once again, I am thoroughly confused. Though, I have to admit, I am enjoying the attentions of the oppposite gender. Plus, I got a free mocha today! Patricia has told me about the guys at Gloria Jean's giving her a free mocha, but I've never gotten one. I have yet to ask for the punch card. For every ten drinks, you get a free one. How many drinks have I bought? Definitely more than ten! I probably buy about three per week, on an average basis. So today, when I go to GJ, BeBo (Beanie Boy) was working. I saw him earlier when we went to do the money drop. I think he might've saw me too. Well, he said he'd be right with me cuz he was serving two ladies. When he was done, he took my order (which doesn't change much). He said, "I'll take care of you over there," which is where we pick up our drinks and where they run the credit card sales. So, he gets my drink (which is a blended drink!) and hands it to me....

After reading Matt's blogs about vices... that's what I thought I'd title my entry today. First of all, on Saturday, Nina and I went to Target to get her new cell phone, plus get some food. While we were there, we stumbled upon the Nintendo DS pack with Nintendogs for 149.99. I couldn't resist! My inner child was screaming "buy it buy it!" So I did. I've been wanting one for months now. And I was finally able to get it. It's teal blue! It's not dark blue like the one I wanted, but I'll settle for teal blue. I got a labrador retriever and named him Charlie. I tried to name him Linus (sorry Won) but the name didn't stick. So, I named him Charlie. And today... my friend Leah and I went to go see the new Harry Potter movie. She wanted to go to the midnight viewing, but my dad would shoot me if I did. Then again, lately I have been coming home late. So far so good. He hasn't come storming in yet. This by far must be one of the better HP movi...

So, I'm more confused than ever. I didn't spend a lot of time in the stock room today. So, Gabriel and I didn't get to say hi until much later than usual. Instead of being busy stocking the floor, I was busy steaming some shirts that were just hung up. When we did say hi, he gave me a soft peck on the cheek. Same as when we said bye. It's like our ritual or something. the other week he didn't consider me saying "hi" as saying "hi." We had to do our "ritual" i guess you could call it. The whole hug/semi-hug + peck on the cheek. But today, he squeezed my arm, my elbow, and my chin. What's up with that? Too bad no one actually reads this, cause I really want to know what's up with that? Come on fellas!

Yao = Eav = handsome, elegant Yin = silver, cash, money, wealth Hui = favor, benefit, confer kindness Yao Yin Hui = Linda Eav! Finally, after 21 years, the mystery of my Chinese name is solved! So, last year when my uncle said we could be related to Yao Ming, he wasn't pulling my leg. After all, we do share a last name. It's not a very popular last name either. My cousin said it's ranked like 98, where Feng and Chen are like the top two.

Okay, so this upcoming weekend has been preceeded by lots of drama. First of all, the person who I was going with (who shall remain nameless in this blog) bailed out, found a way to go, and then found out she was supposed to work on Sunday but said she'd go to the wedding anyway, and finally called at 9:30 tonight to say she couldn't go after all. My word! Thank God (really I do) that I had a back-up plan. Sigh. Too bad my dad won't let me drive up. I would if I could. I drove to Richmond for Justin's wedding and then to Sacramento so Diane could spend time with her nephews. So I have driven that distance before. I drove the entire way back and forth. I don't know what's more frustrating. On top of that, she said I could not understand what she was going through with her dad being a jerk. Ummm I have stories of my own that I could tell, but I absolutely will not. These are things I have always kept to myself and I probably always will. I know how hard it is to t...

Okay, so today we went bowling for my birthday. What a big drama that was to begin with. It turns out the reservations I made weren't made at all. The bowling alley we went to didn't even have any lanes for us. They sent us to another one, which happened to be their sister bowling alley. Because of the big mix up however, we did get our two lanes for free. So, we had a good time. Gabriel bowled a turkey (for those who don't know what a turkey is in bowlingese, it's when someone bowls three strikes in a row). One frame, everyone (almost) bowled a strike. FOUR STRIKES IN A ROW! That was crazy. And here's comes the BIG SIGH. SIGH. Gabriel and I got a lot of time to talk, since we drove from Hollywood to Downey and back (well, plus Eagle Rock to drop off Nina). And during that talk, we talked about certain things. Now I know some of you may have been worried about where things may go from that last conversation I had with him. Well, put your worries to REST. The conver...

When Did I Stop Being a Barbie & Become Mrs. Potato Head? Learning to Embrace the Woman You've Become By Mary Piece What the book says: She's so much more real and full of fun than Barbie ever could be.And she knows how to laugh like only those who have discovered the humor, heart, and wisdome of true womanhood can laugh. Give her room toromp with this hilarious collection of zany, true-life stories by Mary Pierce. If You love to kick off your shoes and laugh your socks off over the foibles and absurdities of life, this book is for you. Mrs. Potato Head's hormones are out of whack. Her memory is held together by sticky notes. But she's got a sense of humor that just won't quit, and she's learned to accpet and enjoy herself as she is - because God does. What I say: Awesome book. It's targeted towards older women, but us younger ones can relate too. Plus, it gives us some insight to what is ahead of us and how we can deal with it. When she talks about...

I start my first real job on Monday in the Glendale Galleria. I turned in my job application on Thursday, interviewed the next day, and then on Tuesday I filled out the paperwork. I got my work schedule, and I only work three days next week. I'm only a temp, so I work whenever they need me to work. And if things work out good, I have myself a permanent job. Well, as permanent as permanent can be. Right now, they just need a part-timer, so hopefully that'll be okay. Since I'm still living with my parents, part-time work is okay. But, what happens when I move out? I don't know if that'll be enough money. I may have to get a second job, or a new one period. I'm really nervous about starting work. I've worked before, but never a real job. I baby-sat, worked at school, and worked for my family. But I've never had to worry about doing a good job to keep my job. This time, if I mess up, it means I can lose my job. Of course, before, if I messed up, I could...

I got to see Newsboys again. How about that, eh? Thanks to seeing them perform at the Six Flags Hallelujah Jubilee, I became an instant Newsboys fan. Since April, I went to owning only one CD (which I didn't even buy) to owning all but two of their CDs. Actually, the first CD, I found it at the store and remembered Sherisse and Matt had it, so I wanted to get it. It was only a dollar, so my friend said he'd buy it for me, since I bought lunch. Well, the Newsboys concert was awesome. We were out at the Ventura County Fair. Right on the beach front. So, when the sun came down and the wind started blowing, it got really chilly. So, I clapped to keep my hands warm. It was fun. At one point, Peter Furler told even to get on their feet (you know, jumping up and down). Juan looked at our feet, and they were planted firmly on the ground. That was funny. Then, poor Shelley, got to hear me say Pete's words before he did. Not all of them, just some of them. Half of what he said was th...