New Year Resolution: January

I managed to squeeze in two books this month. My schedule was pretty quiet. Work hours are being cut due to the slow period. I've never been good at giving plot descriptions. I always manage to give something important away--so I will avoid that.


The Dark Tower II: The Drawing Of Three by Stephen King. Let me start by saying I am not a big Stephen King fan. I find his novels are extremely difficult to get lost in. Normally, I find I have to read more than half before I get really, really into it. And it's just a struggle for me to get that far when all I want to do is just give up. However, The Dark Tower is considered his masterpiece, and it does not fall short. This series consists of my favourite books ever. Nothing has ever compared. I read it once a year, and so far this is my seventh year with this series. I thought it'd be the perfect way to kick off my resolution.

The second book I read this month was Push by Sapphire. It's the book the movie, Precious, is based off of. It was really difficult for me to get really into the story. It's written in Precious Jones point of view, so it consists of terrible grammer and a lot of slang, and I just have a hard time reading that kind of style. I trekked through it though, because the plot is so tragic. I wanted to know how her life would turn out. I wanted to see if she'd overcome it all. It's also a very short book, so it's a pretty quick read. I was expecting a lot more from it and I can't see myself reading it again.



Now something completely unrelated... a small rant. I'm nineteen and I'm only 4'10". I also have a high pitched childish voice and I have a babyface. I've had cops ask to see my I.D while I was serving them. They noticed I brought alcohol to one of my tables and wanted me to prove I was legally allowed to. I've had co-workers label me as around fourteen years old. So, I recently was giving the opprotunity(sp?) to supervise a shift. I discovered I am not taken very seriously at all. And not just in the supervising position [which I turned down after that one shift. The money is better as a server and I didn't enjoy having to be in everyones business], but even when I was just a hostess. Numerous times, younger customers would ignore me when I told them they couldn't move certain tables without permission, or if I told them they couldn't just walk in and sit wherever they fancy. Mostly they're response has been about the same. It's always along the lines of "you can't tell me what to do, I'm older than you. I've earned my right to do as I please." (Although better worded), and it always starts with "Listen kid." I've had friends tell me to just wear some make up to make myself look older, but I don't feel comfortable all painted up. A little powder and I'm out the door. And let's not get started on buying clothes. Pants are out of the question. I don't have the money to constantly hem pants [nor do I have the skills. I've tried numerous times only for terrible results] and they just make me look shorter anyway. But... I think a part of me likes that I look younger. I like seeing people a little taken back when they find out just how old I am. I like how I was the smallest of all my friends. I like the fact that I'm shorter than my boyfriend [who's only 5'2"]. I even enjoyed some of the jokes thrown my way, with love of course.

I think I need to be more thankful for the fact that I look younger than I am, and not just focus on the negative side of it. I mean, sure, it's a pain now....but when I'm forty---I'm going to look damn good.