FallingLEAVes of Sunshine

Where do I begin??? Saturday, we went to a symphony. Sherisse got tickets through her music teacher. During the first part (there were three parts), it was a Beethoven piece. Towards the end of the piece, I accidentally tapped the chair of the guy in front of me with my foot. He whips his head around, and very nastily says "Can you stop doing that?" He looked furious enough to punch me! That's how mad he was. As soon as he whipped around, I started saying "I'm sorry". Sherisse dropped her bobby pins on him earlier. I think she might've tapped his chair as well. Either way, I guess I was the straw that broke the camel's back. I wouldn't have thought anything of it except for the nasty way he said it. Today ... I was folding some sweaters and a customer asked me, "what's the style?" I told her, "it's just a V-neck sweater." She gets mad at me and says angrily, "JUST A V-NECK? I CANNOT OPEN IT? I CANNOT OPEN IT??...

Okay, so now I'm 24. Nina and I went to school then met up with Angelina for lunch at Islands. Angelina had gone to Marshall's earlier, so Nina and I went because she said there was a bunch of Dodgers stuff on sale. I got two t-shirts for Joanne. I also found a Red Sox book for Sherisse and a framed photo of Nomar for Angelina. Why am I saying this on my blog? Pretty certain they don't read it ... at least I don't think they do. So if they know what I got them, then I guess they do read this. Nina wanted to find the Boston book, so we went to another Marshall's that was close so she could find one. Instead, she found a Dodgers' warm up jacket (authentic Majestic one too!!!) for 20. Wow. I went home and took some pictures of the stray kitties in my backyard. I heard a strange popping noise when I was walking back to my car. Not sure what it was. Well guess what? I was trying to take some pictures tonight and my FLASH wouldn't work!!! Was that the popping nois...

Okay, so it's been a long time since I've written anything in here (especially anything NOT related to the Dodgers). Now that the season is over, I've gotten quite a bit of time to reflect. Especially so since my 24th birthday is right around the corner. And to be honest ... my birthday wish has been the same thing for the longest time now. It's the same as my New Year's resolution/wish/whatever. I'm not asking for much, really. It's not like I keep wishing for a husband, because I'm not. All I'm asking for is to go out on my first date before I'm 25. All I want to is have my first kiss before I'm 25. All I want is to know how it feels to hold a guy's hand, to be hugged in a "more than friend or acquaintance" way, to be asked out by a guy who I'll actually say yes to (not some random stranger or someone who's twice my age or not someone who I just plain didn't like or not someone who was asking but only as a joke and...

Now if you thought the results of Game One was bad ... don't even look for a summary of Game two. It was awful. They played like the Cubs. In fact ... they may have played WORSE! It took four pitchers to get out of the third inning! Need I say more??? Let's hope we can sweep them at home and steal one more from them to get to the world Series. They need to stop playing like the Cubs and play like we know they can play!!!

On the street, of course. By a complete total stranger. Of course. After work, I had to go to Nina's. But I stopped by a used book store. I was looking for a specific book. When I found it, I took it to the counter to pay for it. As I was paying for it, this older Hispanic guy came up to the counter too. He asked, "So you found something interesting?" He looked at the book and said, "oh, gossip." Since he was totally wrong and didn't know what he was talking about, I didn't bother answering him. I paid and left. He followed. He then asked "Hey girl how are you doing? Can I buy you a drink?" I said a quick no and kept walking. Why do I always get the random strangers??