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I *love* messing with the application to companies I don't seriously consider working for. Most likely I'll be pushing levers at Starbucks in Ocean Gate, since smell of coffee++ and the manager knows me there. The Galleria would be hella cool to work at, just like that Manhattan Beach place with the European Ice Cream Corporation Blah Blah stuff. But na, fucking around is so hilarious Tell us about your schooling:
Mon-Fri: 8:00 to 15:00 regular school
day @ HMSA (bus to SBG ~15:40 +/- traffic) Tue/Thur: Multivar @ El Camino College
19:00 to 21:00 (extra credit session ~21:30) My weekends are generally spotless. I presently work at: On the side, I work for DemiDec, a
company that produces study materials for Academic Decathlon. My
responsibilities include writing, editing, and beta-testing
questions, usually in the math department. Oh! And because my boss
and I get along so well, I will also be reviewing applications for
the next season in a few months. See? I'm trustworthy! I would like to work for Melt
because: My favourite
thing at Melt is: I am happiest when I am: I would describe myself as: Five years from now I would like to
be: I am not afraid of hard work because
hard work: I love to perform for a crowd
because: Of course I can sell, a good example
was one time when: Smiling is good for me because it
makes: Hard work is in my blood, Why I
even: I should be in the movies because: If you hire me I can make Melt a
better place for customers because:
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melt gelato application:
I'm afraid that if I answered this question truthfully, I will be
disqualified from consideration due to excessive profanity and
unprofessional behavior. One thing is certain: my school life will
not, in any way, impede my work life. Homework takes me five minutes
(in my sleep), and I have so much free time I am able to type lengthy
responses like these. Despite my goofiness, I multitask like crazy;
it's probably the only reason why I make it through the day. Also, I
am a high school senior -- nearing graduation -- which means being a
member of academia is secondary to being a member of society.
Unemployment Avenue because I just
turned sixteen in January. However, I am able to obtain a work permit
from our school principal as soon as I specify where I will be
working. This means I'll need to hear back from you first!
I feel like a penguin behind so many
buckets of gelato. Also: what if there'll be an incredibly hot
coworker on my shift? Who happens to be my soulmate? Denying true
love is the worst thing any company could do to me!
drooling at color
before tasting it.
learning algebraic topology, failing to
comprehend algebraic topology, writing Bellatrix x Sirius or
Bellatrix x Voldemort fanfiction, singing "Baby Got Back"
as loudly as I can in the shower, fantasizing about cute, Eastern
European boys, extrapolating, helping blind grandmothers across the
street, and sometimes, engaging in pseudo-political banter.
pretty & outrageous.
physically dead, or absolutely alive.
should be afraid of me.
entertainment is half of my existence.
at this year's Asian Expo Convention, I
begun to sing karaoke and attracted ten passerbyers -- enough that
they considered a shiny new karaoke machine with its
sister-counterpart, a shiny new flat-screen TV!
the Wal-Mart rollback icon seem
ridiculous.
cause millions of biologists to scratch their heads,
because I carry hard-work-proteins that aren't compatible with normal
O- blood receivers.
I am trilingual and I improvise like my
hair is always on fire. I am also cuter than that Matt Damon kid.
...well, if you can find another girl
with the same amount of passion for eating éclairs... good
luck? =) See, I'd make customers come back for more -- not because I
magically caused all the gelatos to contain opium, but because of how
much I indulge in general. This is not just another "put the
fries in the pan and pray you don't get burnt" job, the product
is actually something I ♥ with all of my digestive system.lazy
i've been behind in a lot of stuff, 80 pages of multivar being a nice little prelude to all the crap i have to deal with for my other classes. regretfully, i am not done cleaning up my xanga yet (i spurt halfway and then kine off stopped). the banner/ad will show up in any other browser besides firefox (i think), so dl ff or wait until i figure out how to remove it. i have also been extremely unmotivated and sick and i keep rolling off my bed. i read harry potter n stuff so i don't have to do work. i spend my money on ruthless things like ice cream from an ice-cream truck-vending-machine thing, but the man always doles out generous amounts to any person, even teenagers, so i am happy to do business with him. i am addicted to ice cream. speaking of which, i may be going to seattle for spring break. lethe says he'll take me out for ice cream if i come! that's about the only lovely news i can think of at the moment. anyway, my real updates are still on my lj (where i bother to put commas in my speech), and this one is going to turn into a fic archive. more for my own use (file cabinet) than yours (exhibition). yeah okay, goodbye, i don't really want to see any of your faces right now.
ps: randy turned 32! i have to think of a good present, he gave me 400 stickers for mine. i was going to buy him a cake today, but i had to write a physics project instead. what should i give him? gimme ideas please, i'm gonna watch the volleyball tournament tomorrow, and i'll have to get it by then. otherwise it will be three days belated.clairaut's theorem
hokay
when i was at hollywood i saw something really scary. to my left on the row below me was a guy who looked exactly like aren-wilson wright. even the emo hair, a bit. he was clutching a book that dr. arnold would like reading or something, but i secretly pretended it was a math book. then, soon afterwards, when the walls were closing for the actual filming, a guy who looked exactly like jeff edge was pulling one side while some other dude helped with the complement. jeff prime still retained the beard and the glasses, but looked kind of bare without a bandanna. THEN, oh my fucking god, you won't believe this but the first contestant (a guy named 'larry') looked exactly like derek finley. the same inflection, accent, hair, freckles (kind of) etc. i was flipping out!! isn't that crazyshit or what?
when i went to class yesterday night the room was full of strange adult males, most of them kind of asian. there was, however, a very pretty girl (think japanese ellie-chan cute) who had really golden brown (highlighted) hair (that went through professional curling and layering), thick black (translucent) glasses, with redpink (lipgloss). she was wearing a deep (not necessarily dark) green fuzzy sweater with (complementing,) white scarf. her phone buzzed after mine buzzed (i missed a call from ashley... i really wanted to pick it up but i didn't think it was appropriate to discuss marijuana in the middle of vectors.... i really need to call her tonight), but it had a pink top. and her pencil was pink, minus the silver pocketgripper. all i saw was it roving up and down and up and down. she reminds me of me, if i hadn't jumped out of the shower and into a piece of gray clothing at the very last minute, pressing my nose on the steering wheel.
los angeles is an interesting world.hey billy!
windows vista sucks! stop ripping people off, stop thinking that patches = panacea (they are, for lazy programmers), & for fuck's sake, just start over, okay? start over. look, you can't keep plugging holes with clay... there comes a point where you have to stop ignoring how draining your software is >:
in other news, demie is content. (meaning, fashionable and busy)
fanfic updates will on a regular schedule. new chapter every monday. i might take up a simultaneous project in the potterverse if i feel audacious enough (but don't ask, that's like wondering how much i weigh and when i'll be finished with my thesis). oh and...
hometown buffet =(
happy burfdai madeline <3if you wanna play games with me
what gives me energy(?) her words are coming back. all i did was borrow borrow borrow, and i went away to submit quietly (pay my dues). i still don't understand why i haven't died yet. what do i love so much(?) who is holding me up, if there is a who(?) when do i succumb(?)
i hope i last long enough.
she is vibrant
so am i.
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