i'm a creep

so today was D-Day, and boy did God pass me some more grace alright (refer back to previous post).

last night, someone from the scheduling dept called to change my morning shift from AP's (client's initials) to RL's. I'M DOWN!
so it went from 7 hours with AP to 3.5 hrs at RL's + 4 hrs at AP's.
change of scenery and gainery of $6.25. hollaaaa

today's session with RL was quite... interesting (and i use this word when no other word describes it better.)
usually, a session with him includes community outings -- to the market, k-mart, pan pacific park playground, or barnes & nobles at the grove. RL's mother chose to go to b&n and so i decided to implement this new idea our team came up with: pretend to go home, but meet the family at the location and observe from afar, so we see how our client behaves in our absence (because that's when there's most trouble).
long story short, i felt like a major pedo stalker creep. not only was RL there, but his 8-year-old sister also came along. she loves me and sticks besides me every chance she gets. therefore i had to hide from 2 kids. so there i was in the kids section of barnes & nobles, creeping from one book stand to another all while pretending to read a book, dodging sudden glances towards my direction, and playing hanging with friends on my iphone. there were like 349084 other kids and parents there and i'm sure i looked super duper shady to them because i'd literally flip through the pages of whatever book i'm holding while peeking behind a shelf. imagine it right now. i'm a creep.
i don't wanna do this no mo. someone's gonna report me one day, just watch.

i just came back from tom n toms cafe about 2 hours ago. i worked on my NYU grad app essay while thomas lee was studying for his LSATs. i thought of a good intro and slaved away at it for about 2 hours until i got a call from my DAD, whom i did not talk to for about a month. after the how are you's and my advertising to him about the iphone app "tango" (because remember, he has an iphone too), i went into how i had been working on the NYU essay for a few hours before he called.
long story short (again), he begged me for about 15 minutes NOT to even apply, saying NY is just too dangerous and crazy for me.

me: dad, you said the same thing when i told you i was coming to korea!
dad: i know i know, and you proved to me how much you grew and matured and that you can take care of yourself..... but NY is different!!! it's a lot more dangerous and.... i just know you can't handle it. doesn't your mom think the same??
me: yes, to a lesser degree
dad: that's because i love you VERYYYYY very much and your mom just loves you very much.

LOL
in the end, i agreed to not apply -- half because i want to obey my parents (and i have a particular weakness for my dad...), and half because i've been kinda sorta getting cold feet about NY in general. i did want to try applying anyway, just to see if i'd get in, but i don't want to waste $75. plus, my anatomy grade STILL isn't up. that means i'm on a time crunch times infinity for transcripts.
maybe it just wasn't meant to be.

so yay i wasted 3 hours at an annoying korean cafe! (but then again, i don't know. we'll see.)

short story to top off the night:
thomas and i left tom n toms and were walking back to our cars (his was way closer than mine) and out of nowhere, after i bid goodbye and continued on my little trek, this group of young, drunk fob guys started saying stuff from across the street and walking over. one guy came up to me while i was getting in the car and kept asking, "do you have time to talk? can you talk to me?"(in korean)
"NO. why." (or to be more accurate... "아니요. 왜요.") i retorted in a 'tudey voice.
... and then all of a sudden, thomas on his white horse (aka white mercedes) appeared and shoo-ed him away! and then he waited for me to drive ahead of him.
HAHAHA duh-raaaamaaa

ok the end.