so this was our gmail conversation:
me: dude..i'm gonna kill u
i accidentally stabbed myself with the blade knife cause u didn't put the protector thing on it
6:17 PM it fucking hurts
V****: :O
me: i'm totally not having a good day
V****: What knife?
Sorry baby :(
me: the knife u used to cut the caulk thing with
i grabbed it thinking it was a pen and fucking stabbed myself
6:18 PM V****: Oh crap, sorry baby, did you cut yourself deep?
me: not happy right now
it hurts like a fucking bitch and all this blood came out
soaked up a whole napkin
not happy
V***: Omg
me: i think i was about to pass out just having the fucking blood come out
6:19 PM V****: Holy shit baby, should we call a doctor?
me: no
i don't have insurance
V****: You should disinfect the cut too
me: it's okay...no
i'm not putting alcohol on it ...it's gonna fucking hurt like a bitch
6:20 PM i finally managed to bandage it
i'm not opening the bandage...i don't wanna see the damage
6:23 PM V***: Shits baby, really sorry
me: i just wished u had put the protector thing back on after using it
V***: Hmmmmm, you really need to disinfect the cut though, seriously
me: no
it hurts
it's seriously making me cry
6:24 PM i can't inflict additional pain on myself
V***: Fuck, we should see a doctor
me: no
fine...i'll fucking put the alcohol on it
dammit
it's gonna hurt
i just fucking know it
and then i'm gonna pass out when i see the blood coming out again
V****: Yeah, it'll hurt, but its way better than an infection
6:25 PM Was it a deep cut?
6:27 PM me: dammit...that hurt like a bitch
it was pretty deep cause it's a damn blade
6:31 PM V***: Like how deep? If its not a superficial cut we should see a doctor
me: i'm still alive
it's cool
i'm okay now
barely alive...but alive
V***: No, its not okay, I'm freaking out right now
I wanna go home
me: dude..it's your fault
i hate u
u tried to kill me
i almost died
no...honestly, i'm okay now
6:32 PM it stopped bleeding
V***: That's good
me: i was just freaking out initally cause the blood was nuts
6:33 PM but i think i managed to put pressure on it and it stopped
yeah..if it didn't stop, that'd be a bad sing
sign
right now...it's just hurting
6:34 PM okay..i don't hate u
i know it was an accident
6:35 PM V***: A really bad accident
me: yes...u owe my your life
hahaha
V***: K
6:36 PM me: ttyl...
xoxo
so was it really a totally nasty cut? yes...it really was...and was i prolly being uber super dramatic? the answer to that would also be an unequivocal yes...but if i wasn't dramatic, how else would i get my fiance to owe me his life?
one might say i'm manipulative and conniving so that i can get my own way and my response would be...yes, yes, that's true too...
honestly, i was glad when the bleeding stopped...note to self...make sure a blade isn't a pen before i attempt to click on it...i swear...i'm sooo dumb sometimes...
i am totally not having a good day today...for one thing, i'm having women issues which also sucks...it made me miss out on cinco de mayo which is like my fave holiday next to halloween where i get to dress up like a skank and everyone knows it...cinco de mayo is also one of those skanky holidays where u dress up as a skank and as long as you're wearing red, green, and white, it's okay...and u get to drink margaritas and blame looking skanky on being drunk...
so last nite, i had to go to my art class which has been uber amazing...i've been making crap art...i have yet to finish a piece cause i'll make something and realize, it's crap...last nite, as i was waiting for my class to start, these little kids [between the ages of 5 to 8] came out of their class with their artwork and their art looked like crap too...but what's really sad is that their crappy artwork looks sooo much better than the stuff i've been doing and at least they're actually painting their own artwork vs. i'm in this collage class where i just take pictures of stuff and glue it together and it still looks like totally crappy...and i guess the kids have an excuse for their crappy artwork...they're fucking KIDS...while i'm like 30...u know, adult age...i swear...i sometimes really hate myself...i'm worthless...i can't even do well in an art class although last week, one of my classmates told me my artwork was inspiring...i began laughing...if inspiring means painting hot pink on a canvas and calling it art, then yes, i'm inspiring....
so i was like pmsing all last week and this week...i swear, i really feel badly for my fiance...i honestly don't know how he deals with my sorry ass...honestly, i would have dumped myself like a long ass time ago...i really don't deserve him...he's like this amazing person with a heart of gold and i'm a total monster...it's like the movie, "The Love Story" when Oliver looks at Jenny and says to her, "How can u see me and still love me?" well, if i was Jenny in the movie, my answer would have been, "cause you're totally hot and uber rich. what more can a girl want?"
honestly, i know better than to ask my fiance that question cause the answer he would most likely give me is,"you're right...you're totally crazy...i'm outta here." so maybe it's best i don't bring up that question...haha....
so this weekend will be spent catering a charity event in downtown LA...i plan on making :
so i'm just in charge of making three appetizers so those were the three i came up with...yes, it'll be a busy weekend....
my last weekend was somewhat entertaining...i went to a golfing range and hit like some golf balls...that was fun and by fun, it totally sucked...i mean, seriously, how hard is it to hit a ball with a stick? i swear, if i had the proper training, i can be the next tiger woods...i kid...golfing sux and since i have hardcore ADD [which i obviously diagnosed myself with since i don't have insurance so i have yet to have a professional diagnose me], hitting a billion balls one after another is utterly painful...on top of that, my fiance instructed me on wearing the glove thing on the wrong hand...so the entire time, i had this golf glove on my right hand vs. my left hand and i looked like a total idiot which caused me to go nuts cause i was embarrassed i wasn't fitting in with everyone else at the golfing range...let's just put it this way...golfing is not my forte...
the next day, my fiance shot some pics for my gf's dental practice...she wanted to use me as a model for one of her pics...i was supposed to pretend to be a patient which of course ended up being a bad idea...although my gf is an amazing dentist, i hate going to the dentist so as soon as she began working that dental tool near my teeth, i began hyperventilating and crying...after five minutes, she let me go which was fine with me considering that i wasn't camera ready...for one thing, i didn't even fucking brush my hair, number 2, i was wearing my coke bottles, number 3, i had beef jerky pieces of meat throughout my teeth cause i was chewing on beef jerky on the way to her office, and lastly, i looked like a crack whore....
hopefully, next week will be a better week for me...xoxoxo....
so was it really a totally nasty cut? yes...it really was...and was i prolly being uber super dramatic? the answer to that would also be an unequivocal yes...but if i wasn't dramatic, how else would i get my fiance to owe me his life?
one might say i'm manipulative and conniving so that i can get my own way and my response would be...yes, yes, that's true too...
honestly, i was glad when the bleeding stopped...note to self...make sure a blade isn't a pen before i attempt to click on it...i swear...i'm sooo dumb sometimes...
i am totally not having a good day today...for one thing, i'm having women issues which also sucks...it made me miss out on cinco de mayo which is like my fave holiday next to halloween where i get to dress up like a skank and everyone knows it...cinco de mayo is also one of those skanky holidays where u dress up as a skank and as long as you're wearing red, green, and white, it's okay...and u get to drink margaritas and blame looking skanky on being drunk...
so last nite, i had to go to my art class which has been uber amazing...i've been making crap art...i have yet to finish a piece cause i'll make something and realize, it's crap...last nite, as i was waiting for my class to start, these little kids [between the ages of 5 to 8] came out of their class with their artwork and their art looked like crap too...but what's really sad is that their crappy artwork looks sooo much better than the stuff i've been doing and at least they're actually painting their own artwork vs. i'm in this collage class where i just take pictures of stuff and glue it together and it still looks like totally crappy...and i guess the kids have an excuse for their crappy artwork...they're fucking KIDS...while i'm like 30...u know, adult age...i swear...i sometimes really hate myself...i'm worthless...i can't even do well in an art class although last week, one of my classmates told me my artwork was inspiring...i began laughing...if inspiring means painting hot pink on a canvas and calling it art, then yes, i'm inspiring....
so i was like pmsing all last week and this week...i swear, i really feel badly for my fiance...i honestly don't know how he deals with my sorry ass...honestly, i would have dumped myself like a long ass time ago...i really don't deserve him...he's like this amazing person with a heart of gold and i'm a total monster...it's like the movie, "The Love Story" when Oliver looks at Jenny and says to her, "How can u see me and still love me?" well, if i was Jenny in the movie, my answer would have been, "cause you're totally hot and uber rich. what more can a girl want?"
honestly, i know better than to ask my fiance that question cause the answer he would most likely give me is,"you're right...you're totally crazy...i'm outta here." so maybe it's best i don't bring up that question...haha....
so this weekend will be spent catering a charity event in downtown LA...i plan on making :
Hors d’oeuvres
TUNA TARTARE ON A HONEY GLAZED WONTON TOPPED WITH AN
BRIE, PEAR, AND CRANBERRY QUESADILLA
BACON WRAPPED DATES STUFFED WITH ALMONDS DRIZZLED WITH A BALSAMIC REDUCTION
so i'm just in charge of making three appetizers so those were the three i came up with...yes, it'll be a busy weekend....
my last weekend was somewhat entertaining...i went to a golfing range and hit like some golf balls...that was fun and by fun, it totally sucked...i mean, seriously, how hard is it to hit a ball with a stick? i swear, if i had the proper training, i can be the next tiger woods...i kid...golfing sux and since i have hardcore ADD [which i obviously diagnosed myself with since i don't have insurance so i have yet to have a professional diagnose me], hitting a billion balls one after another is utterly painful...on top of that, my fiance instructed me on wearing the glove thing on the wrong hand...so the entire time, i had this golf glove on my right hand vs. my left hand and i looked like a total idiot which caused me to go nuts cause i was embarrassed i wasn't fitting in with everyone else at the golfing range...let's just put it this way...golfing is not my forte...
the next day, my fiance shot some pics for my gf's dental practice...she wanted to use me as a model for one of her pics...i was supposed to pretend to be a patient which of course ended up being a bad idea...although my gf is an amazing dentist, i hate going to the dentist so as soon as she began working that dental tool near my teeth, i began hyperventilating and crying...after five minutes, she let me go which was fine with me considering that i wasn't camera ready...for one thing, i didn't even fucking brush my hair, number 2, i was wearing my coke bottles, number 3, i had beef jerky pieces of meat throughout my teeth cause i was chewing on beef jerky on the way to her office, and lastly, i looked like a crack whore....
hopefully, next week will be a better week for me...xoxoxo....
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