Tax Day

I am proud to say that I had my taxes done over a month ago, and my return has since been deposited in my account to be spent immediately. I swear I don't know what I do with my money. A CD and book here, a pair of pants there, and suddenly my account balance dwindles. Thanks to the state of Montana, I just got my tax return from them too. Oh, and the lovely people at B&N deposited my pay last night.

I promised myself I wouldn't buy anymore books at work, but as usual, I found one that "I cannot live without". It was Unforgettable Places to See Before You Die - the photography is gorgeous. I was sitting in the store last night after finishing my shift, my eyes practically melting at the pictures as I flipped through the pages. When I was buying it, I was telling my coworker that my parents would scold me if they found out that I was spending my money on another book. (As if I haven't bought enough). Then I turn around to find my dad standing directly behind me. I don't know how long he was standing there for, but it doesn't matter since I was obviously buying a book. "Yeah, Brandy, this is my dad," I told my coworker. My dad didn't scold me, though I was expecting him to since I've been coming home lately with magazines, spending $15 - $20 each time. They have the pope on them! It's a good investment... Right?

Condemnations of the Day

On rich people:

Since when does an abundance of money entitle a person to think that they are better than everyone else? Go ahead and flaunt your stupid LV bags, your gaudy "bling", your fancy cars, and nice clothes. Just don't you dare treat me as if I am lower than you are. Today, my mom was trying to get into a right lane after accidentally going the wrong way in a construction zone. Some asshole in a sleek white car doesn't have the courtesy to let the poor woman in and zooms past her - the giant hummer behind closely following. What the fuck? That pissed me off to no end, and I went off. I swore that I do not want to be rich. I am sticking to my word. I don't want that green filth to rot my heart into an empty core. All I want out of life is to be happy, healthy, and able to fulfill my dreams. I may not have an expensive car or a beautiful sprawling home, but you know what? At least when I work hard enough to be able to go on that vacation to Fiji or buy a new car, I will enjoy it more than those who go through life with a silver spoon in their mouths. To that guy who almost gave my mom a heart attack, have fun in hell. You don’t deserve my pity.

On moms who drag their screaming brats to the store:

There I was blissfully browsing through the junior section of Kohl's when I hear this deafening wailing coming just a few feet away from me. I look up and see a poor kid sitting in a shopping car, crying and moaning his head off while his oblivious mother continues with her shopping. Why can't you just put the kid out of his misery and go home? Or at least calm them down so the rest of us will be able to shop in peace? I came across at least three other children in the store like that. It may be the fact that I don't have the tolerance or patience to have kids, but I was once one of those little brats myself and I absolutely hated shopping. My mom was one of those who spent four or five hours in one store. To the mother who was in the dressing room with her son begging for mercy - your husband was right. You were taking too damn long.

Bragging

I would just like to rub it in that I met Eric Bana yesterday at work. Too bad I can't remember some of it considering I was telling myself not to make myself look like an idiot. LOL.

4 Things

Name 4 books on your bookshelf:
- Italia
- Rome Then and Now
- Auschwitz
- The Motorcycle Diaries

Name 4 DVDs in your collection:
- Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
- The Motorcycle Diaries
- Die Another Day
- Resident Evil

Name 4 things on your walls:
- Italy calendar
- A collage of things that describe me
- Carnival mask from Venice
- Ceramic church angel

Name 4 things in your closet:
- Clothes
- Shoes
- Linens
- Storage containers

Name 4 songs in your music collection (playlist or other):
- "Ten" - Monika Brodka
- "Parle-Moi" - Nadiya
- "Cells" - The Servant
- "Give Me the Power" - Voodoo & Serano

Name 4 real life stores you shop at regularly:
- The Limited
- Express
- Victoria's Secret
- Hollister

Name 4 animals that you've come face-to-face with in real life:
- Cat
- Dog
- Snake
- Anything at the zoo

Name 4 things in your wallet/purse:
- Oakley sunglasses
- Lip Venom
- Cash
- Debit card

A brief update

Yesterday was quite an amusing day and no, I am not talking about the pope's death. That part was depressing and extremely sad. We not only lost a great man, but an unforgettable leader I am sure many of us will miss. John Paul II was one of the many reasons why I am proud to be Polish. I really wish he was still with us. The only thing we can do now is remember him and look forward to choosing a new pope. History is in the making.

Now, the reason why yesterday was amusing was because it was my oldest sister's wedding day. The photographer was forty-five minutes late - Dorota was getting so irritated because the wedding party was supposed to have a photo session an hour before the ceremony. Everything did come together and the entire day was absolutely beautiful. Both my brother-in-law and father were getting all choked up. At the reception, my brother and his best friend were just pounding down the beers (a result of an open bar). When everyone was out on the dance floor or just chilling out, my brother was nowhere to be found. Somebody later found him in a bathroom hurling his guts out. Oh, and you guys should have seen my dad dancing... to "Baby got back". Oh. My. God. My other sister and I thought we were going to die from hysterical laughter. We have never seen my dad dance like that.

Anyway, tonight we're on our way back to Vegas. I was expecting to spend at least another day here, but my dad has some stuff to take care of, tomorrow, of course. Bah.

More details to come later...

Grrr... I cannot type with acrylic nails.