I should be showering right now but I just have to mention a few things before I do.

First, I’m so proud of my Jaylen. He actually started writing his alphabet today. I didn’t force him–I just saw him drawing in a notebook and he started scribbling pretend letters. I wrote his name and he got excited and started copying the letters. He was so thrilled he was writing like a big boy that he had me sitting on my bed with him, a notebook and box of markers for an hour while he practiced. I’m SO glad he feels inspired to write, finally. I’d been trying for so long to get him to learn his alphabet. He knows his shapes and colors but I could not get him to sing the alphabet song or practice writing his name. Hopefully we’ve made some progress :).

John and I went to visit Gramma at the nursing home after his orientation. She’d asked us to take her some Hershey’s Kisses so we took them to her (John bought them for her, aww). A while back, about two weeks ago, she’d asked us to find a man she knew since middle school online and let her know where he was, or if he was even alive. I never got a chance to (and now my stupid internet is messing up) and she asked us about him today. I noticed it was the first thing she talked about and I think it’s because Mom wasn’t there. Turns out, just as I started suspecting, that this man is our Grandfather. I am not kidding you, just this morning I was wondering about my Grandfather–who he was and where he was right now. I need to find him. She said it’s important that she tells Mom about him before she passes away–which I immediately told her to stop saying. I’m not mentioning anything to Mom though–I promised Gramma I would let her tell her.

I accompanied Mary to the Rosary that was held for my Padrino Arturo at the funeral home today. I sat with my head bowed while everyone prayed. I tried following along as best I could, but I don’t know the prayers in Spanish =\. The emotion didn’t hit me until I went up there to pay my respects to Arturo and then expressed my condolences to his family. I felt my lip quivering and thought, “Oh, no!”, and just started bawling. I just can’t believe this happened. It’s not fair.

We stopped at Walmart for a few things and I saw Lucy there. We talked for a bit and then we came home. Since then I’ve balanced my checkbook and that’s it. I feel so lazy and tired. I’m on the phone with Mario–as soon as I hang up with him I’m showing and running to bed.

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Today, the other class officially finished school. It was actually really sad; it hadn’t really hit me that we were never going to see these people again. Everyone sat around talking in their nice regular clothes, not our uniforms or professional attire, which was a nice change.

At 10:00, they had The Pinning, where Mrs. C-R and another instructor have a little ceremony, give a little speech, and give each student a pin.

Everyone decided to go to the Olive Garden to celebrate so we met there. While we were waiting for everyone to get there I made a decision: although I wasn’t the only one at fault, I appologized to Crystal for the argument we had back in December. We parted on good terms and I’m glad for that.

When everyone got there (and they finally opened) we were 3rd to get our 16 seats. Of course Kimberly & Romeo didn’t go and Joe didn’t go either. We had a great time–I sat next to Mayra and Lucy and across from Pepe, Brenda, and Mrs. C-R. We discussed the delicious food (I had the Tour of Italy, a soda, and of course 3 breadsticks and salad) and laughed at Pepe’s usually ridiculous (and sometime’s inappropriate) jokes. He’s funny though. I’m going to actually miss him. And Fernando and Miguel. And Brenda and Rolando. And hell, everyone else, too!

I was so stuffed from eating so much bread I left most of my food so I packed it up. We said our good-byes and goodlucks and all went our separate ways.

Mario needed a multi-meter for work so I picked one up from Radio Shack for him (and got the wrong one) and asked if he wanted my left overs. He happily took them and I’m glad–hopefully it’ll convince him that Olive Garden is wonderful and serves other food other than pasta and seafood.

Ricci didn’t talk to us at all yesterday or today, but so be it. It really got to me that last Thursday’s situation became this huge production, so in a way I’m glad to be withdrawn from all that drama. All the attention whores finished school today (well, except two of them) but we’re still better off.

Oh! We got our interview evaluations back from our final yesterday and I got a hundred! That totally made my day. Mr. Ibanez’s exact written words were, ‘Very confident. Would hire NOW!’ Now, if only I can do that well during a REAL interview!

I’m currently waiting for John in my car (updating from PDA) while he finishes with his orientation. He starts class tomorrow with me. It’s gonna be a distracting month!

I did pretty good on both my (mock) interviews today. First, it was the one where Lucy and I were paired up and we interviewed each other while Mrs. C-R observed. Mayra, Lucy and I finally went in for our Final interview around 11:00 and I got pretty good critiques from Mr. Cano, who was interviewing us. I worried all day for nothing. He said I was ready to go out there and he admired my confidence *beams*.

I met Mario at his work and we took off together to New Wave Chinese Buffet for lunch. That place reminds me of the House of China, which is my favorite Chinese buffet place ever, except that New Wave’s food isn’t as good. The decor and dishes themselves are extremely similar.

We ate and talked and I dropped him off at work. We made plans to meet somewhere around 6 or 7p.m., since Albert was letting him out early so we could celebrate our 7 year anniversary. I didn’t get too excited about it since Mario getting out “early” isn’t always a guarantee.

Mom, John, Jaylen and I all got in the car and picked Eenan up after school. We went straight to Gramma’s nursing home since we hadn’t gone last week. We sat and talked with her for a while then left.

I tried doing as many chores as I could (laundry…bleh!) so that I wouldn’t have much to do in case we went somewhere tonight. Well, 7:30 rolled around, then 8 so when Mario finally called I told him to forget it. I didn’t say it bitchily or anything, just let him know that it was late. I’m already falling asleep–I can imagine how sleepy I’d feel if I were driving. I tried not to be too sad about it; it sucks that we can’t see eachother all that much, not even to celebrate anniversaries because of his work, but it comes with the job’s territory. Even though I sort of expected not to do anything nice, I cried silently for a bit before composing myself and doing the rest of the crap I have to do every day. I don’t want to be a bitch to Mario when he gets here–I need to keep telling myself it’s not his fault.

It’ll be hard for me to remain calm if he doesn’t get here soon though…it’s already 10:14p.m.!

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