What A Week
Mario switched days off with Albert since Friday was his birthday (Albert’s). When I got home from school Mario, Jaylen and I were going to go see Yadira and Matthew since Mario hadn’t had a chance to see him at all. After that, we were to meet Mary at home and go to El Sauz to visit Oralia and pay our respects.
Mayra didn’t go to school that day and Lucy was going to go to her brother’s house so she wasn’t coming this way after school. I had to get home as soon as possible so neither of us could give Ricci a ride. Jennifer offered to give her a ride so we thought everything was fine.
Lucy didn’t end up going to her brother’s so she went home and I of course came straight home. I ate at Whataburger with Mario and Jaylen then went to Yadira’s. She wasn’t there, so Mario talked to Grandpa and Vito for a bit and we came home. Later on that evening when Mary came home, we went to El Sauz. I had forgotten how far the ride over there was. As we got closer I felt chills down my spine. I kept thinking how just two days before he’d been somewhere at his ranch and was being killed and nobody knew about it. It was terrible when we got there and Oralia just cried in Mary’s arms. I felt so bad for her. She kept talking about how she wasn’t going to be able to run the ranches and the bills by herself. It’s so unfair that she had him taken away from her. It’s just not fair. It scares me to death to think that something like that could happen to Mario and I. It scares me so much I’ll just stop right there and stop thinking about it.
The next morning started out really strange. It was cold and rainy and Ricci called saying their car wouldn’t start so she wasn’t going to school. Traffic was crazy. I hate driving in the rain and that morning was just awful. Then, in the same spot in McAllen where traffic usually comes to a sudden stop from 65 MPH every morning, it came to a stop–only this time people were swerving a little because of the water. I prayed to God that nothing horrible would happen. Mayra called to tell me she was stuck in a traffic jam in La Joya so she’d be late. As soon as I (thankfully) get to school and in class Lucy calls that she’s stuck in the same jam. All of us are eventually there together and do our work. Our current class is…wow, I can’t remember the name, but it has to do with job placement and how to have an effective interview and all that jazz. So, we were working on our resume’s. Break time comes and we go to the lounge.
On the way back, we see Ricci sitting in the hallway in front of class with Jennifer and Kimberly. Lucy confronted Jennifer because of a dispute they were having the day before and Lucy let Jennifer know that Ricci told her something. Second break comes along and Ricci asks to talk to us in private. She confronts Lucy about telling Jennifer and then she slowly gets to the point where she’s asking why neither of us brought her home if we were both coming this way. I let her know about all the gas I’ve been wasting and how Mario got mad at me for wasting so much gas and that I needed to get home right away since we had things to do.
To make a long story short, she brought up how I “left” her at the store the day before Valentine’s Day and how she had to walk home and basically said that it was my fault. I retorted and said no, she hadn’t been going to school and I told her to call me to let me know that she was going, she didn’t so I went straight to school. We let her know we couldn’t always give her rides, and that I couldn’t give her rides after school anymore at all and she basically felt bad. She said, “Now I know what kind of friends you guys are”, and other things like that. I felt horrible for making her feel so bad, but that wasn’t my, or the girls’, intentions at all. I also felt a bit offended that she said that after all the things I’ve done for her. It turned into this huge drama, where Kimberly and Jennifer and two other girls who never even talk in class all felt like they needed to be heroes and went running to the bathroom to her aid. It was quite annoying. Jennifer ended up taking her home during the next break. I honestly couldn’t feel as much remorse as I would have since Jennifer and Kimberly kept butting in. I don’t know why they feel the neccesity to do that. I think they just wanted to leave early, to be honest *shrug*.
I would have felt pretty awkward if Ricci showed up in the morning, like she usually did when we went to school. But she didn’t. I felt even more awful that day. We spent the day at school revising our resume’s, filling out a psuedo application, and picking 15 questions that would be asked to us in an interview, then practice for a mock interview. I’ve yet to study them and our “test” is tomorrow. Our Final for this class follows, which is an interview done by someone, an instructor or someone else, from the school.
Since Mayra’s husband was waiting for her at the mall, I took her over there and we looked around for a bit before I left to meet Mario for lunch. We ate at Taqueria El Molcajete, which was delicious, and we talked and laughed the whole time we were there. I love him .
Spent the morning cleaning and doing various things I needed to do, like renew Mario’s license online, find a storage unit place and buy plastic storage boxes. I put all my Care Bears and Rainbow Brite () stuff in the 30 gallon boxes I bought. It was so sad to do, but I had to :(. I took the boxes to our new storage unit, with John’s help, then came home, picked Mom up and we dropped Mario’s wallet off at work. From there, we went to Target where I was to search for some khaki pants for our Final on Monday. No luck at Target. I figured I’d buy a whole new outfit but of course the only nice black pants I liked were a foot longer than I was. Blah.
On we went to Marshall’s where I had no luck at all either. Right next door was Ross, and it’s usually an unsightly mess but I thought ‘what the hell’ and went. I found only one pair of pants in size 4 and the legs had clearly been run over by a shopping cart, the crotch looked like it needed a quick sew and I was going to have to pick the hem up at least 3 inches, but THEY WERE IN MY SIZE! I tried them on and they fit like a dream from the waist, so I got them. $79.00 Ralph Lauren pants for $14.99–gotta love Ross. I also got a cute little peasanty empire-waist top that matched the pants but I’m going to wear that on Tuesday for the May 20th class’ good-bye lunch and I’m wearing my salmon/white/brown/tan stripped dress shirt with salmon tank under it instead. The top was only $7.99. I plan on going back and buying many, many cute blouses and tees I saw.
Made breakfast, cleaned, took a shower then went with Mary, Noelia, and Elda to a wedding expo at the Villa Real center. Not what anyone expected–there was hardly anything there for a “wedding”, but they did have two Italian restraunts who were giving out samples and a lady who did wonderful Calligraphy. We went to see a bridal shop that wasn’t open and then Mary and I ate at Olive Garden. Noelia didn’t feel well so she stayed in the car. We came home, I fixed my pants and then I just put stuff in boxes which we (John, Mario and I) later took to the storage unit. I’ve been running around like a chicken with it’s head cut off for the past few hours getting everything ready for tomorrow. I didn’t even get to study properly. And this entry’s probably filled with typo’s but it’s too darn late to check them right now.
on Monday, March 27th, email@example.com“>Diana said:
How come you’re putting your toy collection into boxes?
That sucks about your friend. I was in a similar situation with a good friend from uni too. I just hate that sort of misunderstandings and I’m not the kind to have arguments or fights with them, I avoid conflict so it was pretty awkward. It does seem unfair of your friend to be talking like that though. That tends to happen, people start taking things for granted and they only remember the times whe you *didn’t* do stuff for them. But whatever, hope you work things out. 🙂