BOo to Boston Pizza! I want to be a robot! Vanity!

So, I had fun at Boston Pizza but I hate that every time I go there it's with a big crowd. I end up not getting to converse with the people on the other end of the table. It was nice hanging out with everyone outside of work, but I'm a small group kind of person. I have great one on one conversations. Camille and I had some fun conversations about sports and other things.

Jacey was nice to point out that I wasn't saying much. I just don't do well with big groups. It was funny when Jacey said I don't shut up at work. I do talk a lot at work. I love telling people about my most embarrassing moments. You've all heard them. :) Awhile back I asked Jacey if I talk too much and he said he has gotten good at tuning people out. I felt completely unignored. :) lol

I do talk too much I need to listen more. It seems though that I ask people what's new and they say not much so if I don't talk about how I once flashed a teacher we would stand there in silence. I really try to listen to people so that at a later time I can ask them how certain things went but I really suck at it. I'm such a dude sometimes and my mind wanders. I need to work on so many things. Why couldn't we all just be born as wonderful caring people who were automatically built to do everything right. I want to be a robot so bad! LOL

Sadly I have to buy a car I don't want. Since I have no credit, I can't get one on my own I need my sisters income toward it. She won't help me pay for a truck that uses so much gas. Guess I'm buying my mom a car now and mine will have to come someday in a the far future. :( I have wanted the Sport Trac for a really long time. Sarah's so cruel.

Dudes with long nails is so nasty and creepy. I know this one guy who needs to cut them but he plays some kind of guitar and likes using his nails rather than a pick. Yes, it's just the one hand with long nails. People sure are different. He's a cool guy so I suppose his nail length doesn't really matter.

Why have I become this person of appearance? I never use to care about my looks. I didn't wear make up until 2005. Yes, all through high school I didn't care that I didn't look fabulous. I didn't even notice my weight until I was in grade 11. Not that I was sumo size or anything, I just had a bit of flub. Now I can't leave the house without putting on at least eyeliner and mascara. I go to the gym now but just to keep fit. I hated running up the stairs and feeling tired. Oh and my hair. In school was it grade 6? I was made fun of because I had knots in my hair. I was forced to have long hair and my mom would make me sit there as she would yank my hair out trying to get the knots out. I hated it, so sometimes I would pull it into a pony tail and leave for school. Now I have to wash, blow dry and straighten my hair before I leave the house. Even on a bad hair day I don't look that bad. Vanity is a silly thing.

Well I'm going to research a car that I like that's good on gas gotta go and try buy it tomorrow. Later