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Thursday, November 18th, 2004

Time:8:34 pm.
Mood: bitchy.
Ok, ok.

So, I might want to update, no?

Ok. So, I worked on my platter obsessively all week. Saturday, we stayed in the kitchen all day until 1 AM and made our way, crunched in the back seat of a van, to the Hotel/Motel Restaurant Show in New York City at the Jacob Javits center. We got there at approximately 4:10 and started building our platters. We finished our platters at 5:30, and we had to be finished with them by 8:30. That left us with tons of time to do absolutely nothing. We had to wait until 12 when we could get into the hotel, when they told us our rooms would be ready. We arrived at the hotel finally, after sitting in the Jacob Javits center on the benches in the lobby, sleeping, just to be told that our rooms were not ready. We Sat in the lobby of the Wellington hotel on Broadway and fell aslwwp, and proceeded to be yelled at by security. I don't understand what the crime was, but we apparently couldn't sleep in the lobby when it was their fault that our rooms weren't ready.

We finally got into our rooms and slept for a few hours, then we all went out to dinner at a Chinese restaurant close to the hotel. It was really quite good. A bunch of us then tried to get into a bar, me being the only one not able to get a drink. We went to Jekyll and Hyde's to get drinks, but I couldn't get anything, although I was not the only underaged person there. So we ended up going back to the rooms.

We woke up at 5 AM to go on a tour of the Fulton Fish Market the next morning. It was so awesome. I don't like fish, I'll be the first to admit, but it was one of the coolest things I've ever seen in my life. It was just boxes upon boxes of fish, lots of people running around, there were people cutting and gutting fish, and I don't think I was ever hackled by so many men so much in my life. That part was frightening. But everything else about it was so cool.

We then showered and got dressed to go back to the Jacob Javits Center to see the ribons that we got. I didn't think I was going to get any. We got there, then went downstairs to where our platters were. From where I could see, I didn't see any ribon at all. As the disappointment set in, I walked closer and saw a freaking blue ribon. I made the biggeset scene ever. I was sobbing. I couldn't beleive it. I was the only student to win a gold metal. The only other people to win gold's were entered as professionals. The reason why I'm so proud is because the 2 other guys who competed with me in my class copied their partner's platter exactly from the last competition. I made my platter entirely myself. I had help making it, but they were all my ideas and eveything. The other guys got silvers...and I got a gold. Which really fucking rocked. My teacher said that seeing my reaction was better that seeing the god metal that he won. It was the best feeling of my entire life.

After celebrating slightly, we looked around at everyone else's platters and monstrosities. There was some nasty shit that people made. But our table looked the best.

We then proceeded to walk around the show. The show was huge. Not as big as last year, but still huge. It was fun. We then went to this place called Chelsea Market. It was awesome. It's where Emril Live is taped. I have to take everyone there. I got a knife there...it's so sexy.

We all then had to go to an alumni reception at some hotel down the road. Thank God for open bars. I havd 3 glasses of wine. I was drunk by the time I got out of the thing. We then went to the room and I proceeded to drink more. And it was good times for all.

We left the next day...noting really exciting happened.

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Saturday, November 6th, 2004

Time:12:20 pm.
Mood: blah.

This week was hectic.

I made the hot food team, which I have mixed feelings about. It's kinda like I'm excited, and it's a huge deal, but It might be too big of a deal, you know? It might be just too much for me because I still have no idea what I'm doing when it comes to that. I want to be on it, but I don't. It's hard to explain.

Last night was pretty fun until drama took over. I went to Signatures, the student run restaurant on campus. It was alright. Not spectacular. But ok. After that, we went to the basketball game. It was fun, we were sitting right at the floor. Delhi won. w00t. Then we went to Brads, I had my 4 Smirnoffs, and I was happy. Until drama happened and the night was done. Fuck drama.

Hopefuly tonight will be fun. I'm going to the gym, then we're going to Oni, and hopefully getting bzz'd again. Cause that would be fun YAY!

Ok, that's enough out of me.
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Tuesday, November 2nd, 2004

Time:12:31 pm.
Mood: content.
CAFFEINE.Collapse )
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Saturday, October 30th, 2004

Time:5:58 pm.
Mood: uncomfortable.

Got my pirate costume pretty much done. YAY


I can't wait for candy tomorrow yay for the candy and the hoo and the ha and the whoa.

Carving the pumpkin-licious tonight. Pictures will be up of that excitinf event soon.


I'm going to drink my Dunkaccino now.

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Tuesday, October 26th, 2004

Time:12:46 pm.
Mood: accomplished.
WHAT NOW?!Collapse )

Yes, that's right, kiddo's. I WON A BRONZE IN MY FIRST COMPETITION!

I know I definitely could have done better, but I got a freaking medal, and that's all that counts for me.

We'll run through last week:

Monday-Wednesday: Get back in the room at around 10 at night, go right to bed.

Thursday: Got back around 8. Billi saw I was working too hard and decided to get me a bit tipsy. And succeded. I didn't get back til around 2ish, but had an awesome time.

Friday: Got back at around 10, we went back down to the house we partied at the night before, but I didn't drink considering I had to be up at 5:20 AM to compete. At that point, I was shitting my pants.

Saturday: (I think) Both Saturday and Sunday faded into eachother. I woke up at 5:20 after going to bed at around 4:30 because I was so nervous. We set up and competed at 7. Mommy and Daddy came! I had to stay and watch Art Institute compete, which was not anything to write home about. I think we did so much better. They were very sloppy and out of sync with eachother. They didn't look like a team at all. We all did pretty good, expect for my cold food partner, WHO I CAN'T STAND. And I'll explain why after I'm done here. Anyway, After that the helpers of the people that were making their buffet platters, meaning me, got to go back to their rooms and sleep until 8. So I got back and we glazed our peices until 6:30 AM. During the night, we all started laughing at random things, such as pig trotters and pizza rolls. We broke out the pizza rolls at about 3:30 AM. There was 6 whole sheet trays full of them, and they were gone about an hour after they came out. When morning finally came, we put out the platters which I worked my ass off doing, and my partner, as usual, did nothing, and most everyone went downstairs in the lobby and fell asleep in the chairs. I couldn't cause there weren't enough chairs, so I slept in the kitchen at the table. A huge compeition was going on that necrozombiesexx was competing in going on in the kitchens all day. It was so hard to stay awake, and we couldn't go back to our rooms and sleep. Once everyone finished and necrozombiesexx kicked ass, it was time for the awards. I was definitely shitting myself. Ends up I got a bronze, and necrozombiesexx won a silver. I WAS SO HAPPY!

After that, most of us went to the Chinese Buffet.

I promptly passed out at 9 when we returned and didn't awaken until 12 the next morning.

Was so good.

I'm coming home this weekend!

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Wednesday, October 20th, 2004

Time:11:27 pm.
Mood: exhausted.

So...I no longer have a life.

I'm in a kitchen for 12 hours at a time. Every day.

I'll be a nice person and not say anything about the person I'm supposed to be helping in my competition class, who is the reason why I am spending endless hours of my day being tired and the like.

I'm extremely nervous about skills on Saturday. I really want to win a medal.

I mean really.

I'm not good. I know I'm not. But I'm trying. Really, really hard. And I really want to win.

And I'd like it if I got on the Hot Food Team.

Is that to much for a hoe to ask?

I didn't think so...

I don't know, I have no more knowledge of days. I hardly know what day it is now. I just spend my entire life in a kitchen. I'm thinking...I've got to skip my nutrition class tomorrow and sleep in until 12. I think that's a splendid idea, even though I might have already skipped 3 classes...hrm...

I really don't think this hair dye is working for me...


Anyway...so very tired...
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Saturday, October 16th, 2004

Time:10:20 pm.
Mood: bouncy.

I'm in Salem right now. I'm having tons of fun. Walked around the town today. I saw many, many interesting things/people. Most just gave that polite New England charm. (not) I bought some nice things. And caught a dog. Well...some lady with a broken arm let go of the leash her fucking cute dog was on and I caught it. CAUSE I'M GOOD. I should have just taken the leash and ran. HAHAHAHA the end.

We went to dinner...and it was delicious. Wholebellyclamsomg.

Melissa was complaining about being kidnapped again.

We bought Melissa extra long eye-lashes to add to her Ann Margret costume. It was certantly Ann Margret time today.

But I need to let her use the comp. OMG.
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Sunday, October 10th, 2004

Time:9:37 pm.
Mood: blah.
Oh...I don't know...

Had a good weekend so far.

Made Chex Mix yesterday. And it is quite orgasmic indeed.

Tonight we rented a porno which apparently was titled 'The Bump In The Night Is In His Pants'. The trip to Super Video was a great one. Melissa, Arti and I went into the adult room and started making much trouble. We had one guy laughing, but I beleive that the other 2 latino men who were browsing through the many titles were a bit uneasy. I was excited that we had small black courtesy bags so that we could bring the dvd's out wihtout being embarissed. Which was lovely...and we did not take advantage of them. The 2 college guys at the counter got a kick out of us, also, as we could see.

We also had Krispy Kreme. Which was amazing, of course. Quite an interesting video. Something about a brothel and 2 couples going into a haunted house, which was very new looking, and something having to do with ghosts. All instances had much sex involved. ...and a foot fetish? That was a new experience to say the least. I never knew someone could fit someone's whole foot in their mouth.

Anyway. That was an interesting experience.

Nothing really else to report on this end. I got new boots. And that's it.

Going to the movies with Nick, Dom and Chris tomorrow. Shark Tale. YAY.

Ok, I'm tired.
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Tuesday, October 5th, 2004

Time:10:38 am.
Mood: anxious.
So. I'm in the computer lab in my Nutrition class right now. And it really sucks. I thankfuly only have one more class today. but unfortunately it lasts for 4 hours until 7. So that's no fun.

This weekend was awesome. So cool. Went to the club. Danced like a maniac. Considering I was tipsy and dancing with a gay man. That was fun. Next morning I went with Billi to her brother's motocross race. I <3 her family.

I can't wait until tomorrow is over. I will be done with pretty much all of my classes. Then I get a 5 day weekend. SO HAPPY. I get to leave at 9 Friday morning. And I don't have to come back until Tuesday night. Then I go to classes for 3 days then I come home again and we're going to Salem on Friday. Which I am psyched about. YES!

Ok class over. I'll update more later.
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Tuesday, September 28th, 2004

Time:7:29 pm.
Mood: busy.
x = yes
o = no
~ = Maybe, depends.
+ = already have

Would you ever...

() go out with me?
() give me your number?
() have sex with me?
() let me kiss you?
() watch a movie with me...even a really sappy one?
() let me take you out to dinner?
() drive me somewhere/anywhere?
() take a shower with me?
() be my gf/bf?
() have a fling with me?
() listen to me if I called you crying even if you were out with all of your friends?
() buy me a drink if i didnt have money?
() take me home for the night?
() let me sleep in your bed?
() sing car karaeoke with me?
() sit in the doctors office with me because I didn't want to go alone?
() re-post this for me to answer your questions?
() let me give you a piggyback ride?
() come pick me up at 3 am because my car ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere?

Ok. So I'm procrastinating really bad about working on a huge Competition assignment that's due tomorrow. Partially because I have no idea what to do because he thinks we know way more than we do. Which is ok. But I wish he'd explain things a little bit better.

Nothing really going on on this side. I haven't updated in a long time because my life isn't really exciting at all. My life is consumed by this whole Culinary thing. I don't mind that, but it's so tiring. I didn't even know that I was in the 5th week of classes already. Midterms are coming up. I have a big project due in Garde Manger next month. I have to compete in a veg cut competition at Delhi next month and I can't torne to save my life, let alone be clean in a kitchen. I need to finish my internship. All this nice stuff that just builds up and makes me have no life. Not to mention the fact that I am competiting in the city in November. I, luckily, have the room to myself right now, which is quite delightful.

This weekend should be fun. I can't wait until tomorrow's over. Mainly because I'm in the same kitchen from 10-6. But I also have a class starting at 8 tomorrow morning. And I have an hour break between my 8:00 and 10:00, which I will be spending in the kitchen tourne-ing. (Which is an about 1 1/2 inch seven sided football shaped potato)

I think I should attempt to do my work now.
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Wednesday, September 15th, 2004

Time:9:43 am.
Mood: tired.
Ok. So remind me again why I chose to have 8:00 classes every day? It was probably not the best decision I've ever made. I have class in 15 minutes...then I'm not going to be back until 6. I wish I was getting paid for this. It's not horrible, but just way too long. And I have to take apart fish today, so don't expect me to go into the seafood department of the market for another 3 months. I have to do that for a competition, too. Ugh. I can take apart a whole pig but I can't touch a little fish. Gross.

Anyway. I have class in a few minutes. I guess I'll be back around 6. Shoot me now.
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Tuesday, September 7th, 2004

Time:2:03 pm.
Mood: bitchy.
So. It ended up that I didn't go take apart that 250 pound pig yesterday. I was close to death in my bed. With the worst cramps I've ever had. I actually went to class and my teacher told me to leave. Which I was upset and crying about, besides the fact that I thought my ovaries were trying to escape my body via ways they weren't supposed to. I was severly upset and disappointed at 6 when my cramps finally subsided, when class was supposed to get out.

And I think someone just blew up the building. Or so it sounded.


I have a class 3-7 tonight...Culinary 2 lab. I hope we're doing potatoes again. Cause I suck at them. And I need to practice at them. Cause I don't know how to hold a knife without making a crooked cut. Cause I suck. I'm probably going to WalMart afterwards.

Anyone have any suggestions for my hair? Not so much about the colour, just possibly a cut if I'm feeing daring some day. Which probably won't happen, but I'd like the ideas just incase.

I'm coming home on Thursday. Cause I was a retard and forgot the things I went home gor on the weekend. Oh well.

I cleaned my room nicely and I'm very excited. But I'm not so much excited about going to class in 50 minutes. Bah.
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Monday, September 6th, 2004

Time:9:21 am.
Mood: anxious.

But so far I have managed twice to wake up at 7:11 and shower and what not and successfully gotten to class on time. Which is an accomplishment. I have my competition class at 10:00 in which, I didn't understand the homework for, along with most of the other kids in my class. Which is sort of a releif, but not an excuse. I at least attempted. Oh, well. A for effort.

You know what makes me upset? When people just don't get the hint. There is a kid I was friends with last semester...let's just call him...Tim. And he thinks that after he and his fucking asshole of a roommate put me through last year, that he's still my friend and everything's alright. When I blatently ignore him and give him short answers constantly, I guess that doesn't give him the hint that I don't want to be his friend anymore. The subtle insults to his lack there of personality wasn't a clue, either, apparently. Kids these days.


Not much else to report on this end, except that I don't want to go to my classes. But I kinda do want to take apart that 250 pound pig today in meat cutting. w00t. I just don't want to have to sit through Competition class. Maybe, I doubt, he'll let us out somewhat early so I can go to the book store and get food and what not. Hrm.

Cleavage Squad rocks.
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Saturday, September 4th, 2004

Time:11:47 am.
Mood: worried.
Yay. I'm home.


I went to bed at 12 and woke up at 11:30. And how nice do I feel.

But my poor kitty can't poo. Which makes me very sad. He's trying, too. :(

Say a little prayer for him. Cause you wouldn't have to get an enema, would you? He doesn't want one, either.
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Wednesday, September 1st, 2004

Time:3:46 pm.
Mood: pissed off.
If you can't appreciate Culinary Arts and what entails then please refrain from reading my journal.
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Time:1:12 pm.
Mood: bitchy.
Back in Delhole.

I'm kinda happy to be back. I get to see my friends again. So far everything's ok. Exceot for Nikkie's boyfriend calling at 5 AM today. I purposely fell asleep at 11:30ish so I could get up for my long day refreshed. And he calls her at 5 on the dot. Absolutely rediculaus. She might not have classes from 8-5:45 today, but I do. Thankfuly I got this hour break.

My classes are...interesting. I have Grade Manger, Nutrition, Competition and Meat Cutting.

Yes. That is 4 classes. They take up 25 hours of my week in their entirety, not counting the countless overtime hours that I absolutely need to have in the kitchen, being in my competition class. I'm competing with 2 other of my classmates in New York in November. And that week I will literally not be getting any sleep. And I swear I will win a medal. I will be in the kitchen every day if I have to.

I have to go to meat cutting soon. But I'll be done after that. Which is a good thing. I'm kinda excited for Friday, they're getting a pig to demo in class. We're also getting 5 250 pound pigs, 3 of which I have to fabricate and completely take apart in my classes. My Garde Manger lab will be working on one and my meat cutting class will be working on 2 others. Bad thing about that is that they wanted to name the pigs. With I had no problem with. Until someone suggested Babe. And that just didn't float my boat.

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Tuesday, August 24th, 2004

Time:9:06 pm.
Mood: amused.

I almost care.

But I did get Super Street Fighter II tonight! AND I SAW NINA! w00tie w00t!!
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Monday, August 23rd, 2004

Time:11:18 pm.
Mood: angry.
Maybe someday I'll move to a place where the men aren't stupid and are good to me.


Nevermind. No point in going anywhere...no place like that, anyway.


I really don't get it. Do/did I really deserve this? I mean...everything? I dunno anymore.

I'm kinda hopeless at this point. I'm just at a loss.

But I go back to school Sunday. Which is a plus.
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Sunday, August 22nd, 2004

Time:11:18 pm.
Mood: annoyed.
Men suck. I just don't understand it. Maybe it's just me.

I don't know. I'm just tired and sick of waiting.
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Tuesday, August 17th, 2004

Time:11:59 pm.
Mood: annoyed.

I've come to the conclusion that people are just [lan stupid and immature. Not all. But some. If you're going to talk, then don't lie. Lying is just about the worst thing you can do. I just thought I'd point that out n slight detail at the moment. More on this while it develops.

Any suggestions on a name for my car?
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