Faceless Names and Nameless Faces

I only slept three and a half hours last night... well, technically this morning. I’ll give you one guess as to why... My Sister’s Keeper is such a good book. It made me cry, which is rarity. I didn’t even cry reading Deathly Hallows.

“Once upon a time in a land far, far away there lived a girl with hair that was blue and fluffy, the colour of the sky when it was sunny out. She’d never leave the house without wearing her pink jacket with yellow stars that were edged in sequins. The girl didn’t have a name and she didn’t need one. No one spoke to her and she never spoke back. She was a faceless name or a nameless face, searching for more beyond the stars.”

That is quite possibly the most random thing I’ve ever written. I was slightly delirious and it was around 1AM... I took my notebook and looked at random things around my room and just wrote. I really like it though, especially the “nameless face” part. I see plenty of nameless faces every day at work. There’s the lady in the motorized scooter who always gets a bacon and egg muffin and a senior’s white coffee. I take the tray out to her table for her and take the lid off her coffee. One day she gave me a bracelet that she’d made. I can’t wear it often but it’s blue and pretty. I could go on all day listing but that would be boring.

A customer came to my register today holding Eclipse and I told her how my favourite page was number 443 and that Breaking Dawn sucks. Her favourite is New Moon. What a loser. I also informed a lady, after seeing her Twilight bag that the movie is crap and when Edward first says “hello” he sounds Chinese. She just laughed and said she’d have to watch it again when she got home. I’m just a little ray of sunshine...

I’ve recently noticed (like, today) that NOBODY at my work can say ‘tartare’ properly. As in, tartare sauce. I think it’s another Melbourne thing. They say ‘tar tar’, and I’m like ‘its tar-tare!’ I also renamed Hot Cakes ‘Mint Cakes.’ People in Melbourne say ‘mint’ instead of ‘hot.’ I can’t bring myself to say it though.

My brain is like mush at the moment. I am finding it difficult to concentrate on anything. I don’t know how you insomniacs do it *cough* When I’m majorly sleep deprived I get really whiny and whinge about everything. My whole body just ached but I had to stand up straight and smile with cracked lips.

I honestly don’t have anything else interesting to say today. I don’t mind that I’m tired though. Fi and I had a conversation the other day and both agreed that you know a book is really good when you stay up half the night reading it and cannot put it down. For some reason I have the large print edition of My Sister’s Keeper which I suppose is good because the words are bigger and easier to read for my poor, weary eyes.

I think I’ll just cut this off here before I start rambling about something unimportant and uninteresting. I’m so glad tomorrow’s Friday. The weekend always arrives too slowly for my liking.

Word to your bookshelf,

Kassi

Days I’ve Worked Full Time: 43
Books I’ve Read in 2009: 41
Days Till I Leave for Azkatraz: 62
Days Till I Meet John Green: 14

LOL Moments of the Day:

Me: I really want to faint.
Brent: What?
Me: I really want to faint, just to know what it’s like. Have you ever fainted?
Brent: No.
Me: Sonia, if I faint will I get to go home early?
Sonia: On any other day, yes. But today, if you faint I’ll wake you up and say ‘Kassi, you’ve got a customer.’

Han: You’re a pie.
Sonia: Your mum’s a pie. You don’t see me complaining.

Stacy: Why is it [coffee machine] always flushing its spout?
Me: Because it can’t sing ‘I’m a Little Teapot.’

Me: We have an iceberg in the thing. That’s the iceberg that sunk the Titanic.
Sam: Okay...
Me: [thinking] Jack! Come back! Come back!

Stupid question of the day: Do you sell Happy Meals?

Word of the day: delirious

Quote: “The moon is captivating because it is always changing, but it’s always there.”