Helping out at the office.. *rolls eyes*

Yeah... The subject says it all.

I'm heping out at my aunt Jackie's office today. I know it's totally useless, but I'm going to do a little advertising here.

All Source Tax Inc.
Jacquelyn Kwok, E.A.
1101 E. Garvey Ave. #108
Monterey Park, Ca 91755
Tel: (626) 288-0016
Fax: (626) 288-0017

Yeah... so that's about it...

Anyway, I've been answering phones all day long. My cousin Sharon is here too, but all she's really been doing is playing games... Heh, not that it really matters. The second mother and I leave, she'll either come with us or stay with Aunt Jackie. If she chooses to stay, she will have no choice but to answer the phone...

Anyway, we've been here for a little over two hours and thirty minutes. Damn time moves slowly... But while we're pretty busy, it's Aunt Jackie doing all the work. All Sharon and I are doing are playing around, or in my case, answering phones. My mother isn't doing anything. She's just sitting there having fun and making comments. She only ever takes the phone when there is a customer who speaks a different language. Sharon alternates between playing on the internet, playing games, and reading Memoirs of a Geisha which I intended to read myself.

Heh...I've been doing a lot of typing, what with writing my fanfiction, checking e-mail, and now typing up this entry. My wrists are tired, so I'll leave off here...

The drama in my life in the past few days

A little while ago, my friend Mitsuki and I found out that two friends, Karen and Jess, were talking bad about us behind our backs. Karen even went to far as to rant about our alledged stupidity and lack of good friendship toward them on her Xanga. Karen got flamed by a lot of people, and Mitsuki and I took turns chewing her out, and personally, I think mine had the greatest psychological effect. After all, how would you feel if you found out that you were slandering someone who had been abused as a child, who is adopted, and even after six years, has yet to recover psychologically? Not that it really matters, but the crisis threw everything off kilter. My selfcontrol went out the window, my emotions were all over the place, and my already screwy sleeping habits became even more screwy.

Anyway, The crisis has been resolved. Jess and I sat down and had a heart to heart talk and resolved everything. Karen has apologized after several days of the silent treatment, and I have sent her a message that was short, blunt, and to the point. Whether or not she replies is up to her.

Anyway, we had our dance midterm yesterday, and Sanchi and I added to it at the last minute. Of course, we screwed up, but Ms. Heredia allowed us to start over. We went with the original routine, and executed it perfectly, with only mior mishaps. I think we did pretty well, but I wonder if we had any points docked for screwing up in the first place...

Yeah, at the same time, there was the time change. If my sleeping habits were screwed up to begin with, it became even more screwed up when the Friendship Crisis took place, and was even more screwed up when the time change took place. I just know that I'm going to be exhausted for a long time after this....