today was my first day with the company, and i hate it, first i had to wake up fucking early in the morning and go throw the orientation process, than i had to meet 6 managers and see wich one is willing to work with me.....i am glad i met that guy today that i had my interviews with..........he is cool, i kinda hope he got the same placement as i did.........

oh and did i mention, that i was placed in clearence & custody fixed income department? and its in fucking NJ.....oh yeah, now i am working in fucking NJ..............

tomorrow is my first day with the team..................fuck them all, i already hate it........i hate NJ

p.s. after work i and my bf went out for drinking and he got me a Hard Rock Cafe beer cup.........and later i drank champaign with my family.............i hope i wont wake up tomorrow with a headache :(

1. Можно как следует изучить и запомнить наизусть номер впереди стоящей машины.
2. Если у вас с собой есть моток изоленты, можно намотать ее на руль. Очень красиво.
3. Можно стать чемпионом своего сотового телефона по Triple Pop, Snake-2, Balloon Shooter или другой интеллектуальной игре.
4. Можно наконец детально исследовать конструкцию авторучки. Попробуйте разобрать и собрать ее. А теперь на время.
5. Можно заняться вышиванием, а руль использовать в качестве пяльцев.
6. Можно не спеша собрать все женские волосы с переднего и заднего сидений, проверить, не осталось ли под ковриками чужой помады, следов обуви на потолке.
7. Можно сделать "Вж-ж-ж-ж-ж-ж!" и покрутить руль. Это развлечет и вас, и ваших соседей.
8. Пробка - это как раз то место, где можно и даже нужно заняться наконец содержимым собственного носа. Неторопливая обстоятельная прочистка носа и внимательное изучение содержимого наполнят вашу жизнь смыслом и сделают ваши пальцы ловкими и сильными.
9. Можно продать машину и купить автомобиль поближе к светофору.
10. Можно немного выпить. Все равно ехать еще не скоро.

Психологи советуют:
Если вас кто-то навязчиво раздражает, медленно досчитайте до десяти, успокойтесь и со всей дури дайте раздражителю в морду.
Это вас обязательно успокоит.

Русский мужик проходит паспортный контроль в Эстонии:
-Мушчинаа, у фас паспорт бес-да-тыы!
-Ну да, согласен, красивый у меня паспорт...)

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Самолёт летел, летел и вдруг перестал лететь. Начал падать. Пилоты вызывают к себе стюардессу:
- Слышь. Пойди пассажиров успокой. Скажи что-нибудь.
- А чё я им скажу?
- Да по хуй уже! Говори чё хочешь. Давай иди.
Она вышла в салон, взяла себя в руки, улыбнулась:
- Граждане пассажиры, все достали паспорта!
Все тупо вынули паспорта.
- Открыли вторую страницу!
Все открыли где фотография.
- Вырвали её!
Все её вырвали.
- Свернули в трубочку и засунули себе в задницу!
И голос такой с заднего ряда:
- Слышь, мать, а зачем?
Стюардесса:
- А ща как пизданёмся!!! А там внизу такая неразбериха начнётся!!!

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Всему, что я знаю, я обязан моей маме.
1. Мама учила меня УВАЖАТЬ ЧУЖОЙ ТРУД: "Если вы собрались поубивать друг друга, то идите на улицу - я только что полы вымыла!"
2. Мама учила меня ВЕРИТЬ В БОГА: "Молись, чтобы эта гадость отстиралась!"
3. Мама учила меня МЫСЛИТЬ ЛОГИЧНО: "Потому что я так сказала, вот почему!"
4. Мама учила меня ДУМАТЬ О ПОСЛЕДСТВИЯХ: "Вот вывалишься сейчас из окна - не возьму тебя с собой в магазин!"
5. Мама объяснила мне ПРИЧИННО-СЛЕДСТВЕННЫЕ СВЯЗИ: "Если ты сейчас же не перестанешь реветь - я тебя отшлепаю!"
6. Мама учила меня ПРЕОДОЛЕВАТЬ НЕВОЗМОЖНОЕ: "Закрой рот и ешь суп!

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Лично я вкладываю деньги в водку! Где еще можно получить 40%?

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Дятел задумался и выпал с обратной стороны дерева.

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-"mom grew up on a farm"

- "i bet the chickens slept with one eye open!"

i spend this friday night at my bfs place..........it was awesome, now he thinks that i am sex machine, cause my drive is highter than his.............and today he told me that he thinks of me as one of the dostoevski's girl.........pretty, naive, petite and delicate

i spend my afternoon with will, what an amazing guy he is.........

he had so much fun just talking and he is so "right" and smart, we even made a bet that for the next ten years , we well right each other a little report every year just to let each other know where we are in life..............

well, unfortunatelly for him, i spend my evening going to queens and having sex with my boyfriend, which i have to say wasnt that good.........he couldnt get it up the second time,lol....i hate to say it hurts a  little bit..........and now i know my sex drive is much stronger than his........cause "that was the most amount of sex i've ever had in 6 days"

About me:
 i like : to drive at night----- to study----- to download illegal mp3s----- to sleep until 2 p.m.----- to wear gold and diamonds----- to boss ppl around----- to stay at night watching TV (late shows - love Jay Leno and David Letterman)----- to dress up for no occasions----- to eat chocolate before something important----- to listen to trance, dance , disco ----- to paint my nails every other day----- to play chess and cards (always win)----- to drink socially----- to play with pets----- to travel outside u.s. or atleast different states (maine is my favorite one)----- to watch old french and italian movies (i love Louis De Funes - best actor EVER)----- to dress up sexy and pose infront of the mirror with windows open (after dark only ;-)----- to walk by myself or go to museum on my own----- to count and smell money----- to wear cologne , or smell (also i like the smell of benzine)----- to wear high heels shoes ( even hotter if they are red)----- to clean my room (yes i do)----- to sleep on a floor (love it)----- to shop ----- to write journals----- to draw on the walls----- to read books with pictures----- to think about sex (often)----- to kiss (i still need more practice for perfection)----- to put people down (oh what can i say, i can be beatchy)----- to go swimming at night----- to run upstairs and downstairs (hate elevators)----- to eat huge icecream cone in public (ppl cant stop stairing for some reason)----- to wear a shirt/sweater without a bra----- to put my feet on my working desk----- to pretend that i didn't hear what you just said---- to spill my milk on my cat----- to have a breakfast in bed----- to push buttons on a remote control----- to touch EVERYTHING in a hardware store----- to go to home depot and ask for assistance----- to read emails----- to do everything on my own----- to smell flowers----- to change my socks twice a day----- to wear make up----- to read wall street journal online----- to zip and unzip my pants (love the sound)----- to eat pork with garlic and black bread----- to collect cds----- to collect hot guys posters----- to kiss in a library----- to plant vegetables----- to sleep in a movie theaters----- to cry for no reason----- to learn georgaphy----- to watch other people dancing----- to drive cars , any kind of cars----- to get tickets for speeding (never paid)----- to know guys with yacht (plz send me a picture of it, ur picture is not necessary)---- to waste my time online----- will be continued

i can not fucking belive it!!!!!!

now my father wants me to leave my bf, and he doesnt even know him in person yet.........he said - "no albanians in my house, you are not marrying him, and dont you dare believe his sweet words, he might be sweet when there are only two of you,but.......his family and all ...."

ok, this is not even funny, my bf doesnt want to marry me but doesnt want to leave either, my father doesnt even want to hear even an idea of me marrying him (when i didnt even said anything about marriage to him AT ALL) .....

WTF???

i think its because my  bf came to see me last night at eleven at night and we spend like 3 hours in his car making out, thats why my father now thinks that it might be serious.......when in fact it is not...

YOU MIGHT BE A BROOKLYNITE IF:

1. Your most overused adjective is "fuckin"- "eh, fuckin guy."
2. Instead of crickets at night, you hear car horns, shouts, and police sirens.
3. You can curse in 10 languages, and you learned them all from various friends in public school.
4. You speak like a mafioso even if you're not Italian.
5. You can never find "real pizza" and "real bagels" anywhere outside of Brooklyn.
6. You like the Beastie Boys even if you hate rap.
7. You ever got mugged and was proud of it.
8. You can instinctively feel the shift from one neighborhood to another.
9. You know what a bodega is.
10. Your first beer was at the age of 10.
11. You know which blocks to avoid.
12. At least one person you know is in the Russian mob.
13. You have ever been stuck on the Belt Parkway for 4 hours because some guy by Rockaway Pkwy plowed his Econovan into the side and the whole fucking highway stopped up.
14. Your friend's parents teach you how to properly roll a joint.
15. You refer to Manhattan as "the city."
16. Anyone who wears a RedSox hat in your presence dies.
17. Your parents were too ghetto to take you to Six Flags so they put you on the Cyclone in Coney Island when you were a kid.
18. You hate tourists, yuppies, and white people even if you yourself are white.
19. The juiciest piece of gossip in HS was "who got jumped."
20. Whenver you go outside of Brooklyn, being from BK gets you street cred.
21. Whenever you go to another country, you get laid because you're from Brooklyn.
22. Homeless people and prostitutes are entirely invisible to you.
23. You have ever gotten drunk as shit, passed out on the Q or F train in Manhattan, and woken up in Coney.
24. Your relatives that moved out of Brooklyn come back, and so does the accent.
25. Shit's fucked up, yo.
26. You overpronounce the "o" in "douche-bag." DOOOOOOOOSH BAG!
27. Your friend's dog owns more bling than you do.
28. Your idea of a backyard is a Chia Pet.
29. You don't wanna know WHAT the fuck is going on upstate.
30. You are in your twenties and never bothered to get a driver's license.
31. You will beat the shit out of anyone who bashes your favorite sports team.
32. Brooklyn College is the most expensive lawn you've ever seen.
33. Kingsborough is referred to as "Harvard on the Bay."
34. You always know when cops are coming.
35. Each race/culture in your boro has a "territory."
36. Someone you know knew John Gotti.
37. Your friends all get the same tattoo, and don't consider themselves a gang.
38. Your first car was a piece of shit from the junkyard that got 2 miles to the gallon but looked like a battle tank.
39. You've been arrested, you smoke, drink, and fuck like nobody's business, but your grandma still thinks you're a "nice boy."

AND FINALLY

40. You can take the boy outta Brooklyn, but you can't take Brooklyn outta the boy!

"whoops, my insurance doesn't count PMS"

i just went out with joe and it was fun

he took me to the oldest pizzaria in mahnattan and than we went to the Magnolia cafe for its famous cup cakes......boys is he a sweet friend, he even gave me the pressent.........haha, he got me a memory save pillow........and a purple blanket to it......hahaha, this is the most ridiculous gift i've ever got from a male friend :))))

В общем случае, ключи снятся к переменам.Потеря ключей сулит малоприятные приключения.

i  just realized that i have been stressing out for nothing!

its actually great that he doesnt want to marry me, because i know i cant get married either for the next 5-6 years....and lots of things can happen in these years, i know that i cant afford to have a serious relationship now or in a nearest future, so its actually great that it all worked out that way, seriously

right now all that i should think of is money and more money, i need to earn as much as possible to buy my parents a house, go back to ukraine, fix everything there , start a business for my father and only than think about my personal life... so its not that bad after all...........:)))

i felt so stupid and used today, so he called and nothing, he just asked how i am

than will called and we talked for about an hour, it was the best conversation in my life, he lectured me about the life, he is so smart and mature, gosh i wish i could like him more......he deserves the best in life......i trully love him, is the best friend i have

i always tend to get male friends who are my best friends :) thank you will :))

yesterday was my birthday,

i am 22 now!! i feel so old and mature now, especially after what happend yesterday. I spend my bday with my boyfriend instead of with my best friend (who bought me flowers today). We went to the movies, than we went out for drinks and we talked. We started talking about marriage and he said he wont marry anyone outside his culture. And i am deffinatelly outside his culture. So i guess there will not be future for us. Oh well, i want planning on marrying any time soon, but i still would want to have this option. I guess not. Maybe its better that way. But it totally ruined my birthday. I guess welcome to the audult life, life that i wanted to be so in.  My first grow up experience, haha

Whatever, fuck him

p.s. he still wants to spend the valentines day together

i did so much today, first i saw my bf (who stood me up because he forgot to send me an sms that he reschedule the date, but than he showed up 30 min later cause he felt guilty).....and we went shopping for a bed for him......funny, i've never shopped for bed for a guy.....i better sleep in it soon :)

i bought the pregnancy test cause my period still didnt show up, and i am not pregnant....i guess its one of my regular shifts, my stupid body........

and than i went to the Dima Bilan concert with my girlfriend.....it was so fun!!! we were dancing a little, singing a little and talking alot......after the concert we went out and talked a whole a lot more........i love sharing secrets with her, she makes fun of me....overall it was great evening and a concert.....althought i kind of wish my bf was with me during the concert cause there were a lot of sad love songs.........i think i will say i love you to him soon.......hehe

i promissed will to go hang out with him today, but i didnt go......i dont wanna see him, i am tired of his desperate looks

viljon just called and i had the best talk ever........we talked about work and some bs and than he said that he had a dream with kind of me in it because we havent talked for 2 days and he was late for work.......apperently he had a dream where he was calling me and some other girl would pick up the phone and say that there is no such person under this number........so he thought that i left him.....omg, two days and my baby is dreaming about me already.........i am totally into him.....i think i love him :)))))

omg!!!!!!

every freaking show/movie on tv is about someone getting pregnant!!! i am freaking out........man, i want my period, where the hell are you???? i miss you dear!!!!!!!!!!i promise never to curse out loud at you, even when you are painfull as hell, i want that pain,,,,,,,i need that pain.......pain, pain, pain!!! whatever, just not being pregnant