Baby it's cold outside
Yeah it's been freezing in so Cal. Lucky me gets to experience the frostys in a bathing suit 10am tomorrow. I'll be smuggling more than just peanuts ;). If you hear that I'd died from a tragic influenza, you know I did it for an A in swimming. If you're gonna do something, might as well go all out.
Man.. It's coming on a year since I started this bullshit we call blog. Dang. I wont even go into what I felt than to what I feel now. In more ways than one I feel like a completely different person, but I'm still the same ol person. But that crap can wait till after finals... Or forever.
Tomorrow is the Business Program's Holiday Mixer. I had to get my mentor a gift. I went to things remembered and got him a silver pen with gold lining and a card holder to match. I got it engraved too! It has his name and "CSULB Mentor 2004-2005." I thought it was nice. I noticed a slight chip between the "L" and "B" in CSULB, but it's not too bad. What can I say? I'm lazy at heart, which means I don't want to trek back to Westminster to get it fixed.
I know I'm being stupid on that whole having a crush thing. I just find it easier if I know the guy already likes me. The first ounce of him not showing me the affection I normally get, I'm out the door. I'm you're regular cowardly lion. I did get his number the last time I saw him, if I ever get to see the wizard, I may just have to ask him out over the break. Ask out the guy, not the wizard, but in any case, I doubt that.
Mazzy Star - Wild horses is playing in the background. I think it's time for bed.
Dear Balls,
Hey how you doing? Itchy lately? Hopefully not. Here's what's been going on.
Childish Pleasures
Maybe its the kid inside me, but "balls" is such a freaking hilarious word. I went to Marco's so-called "poker" night and one of his friend's nickname is "balls." So I have decided to incorporate it indefinitely to my everyday vocabulary. Some of my friends tried to take it to the next level by calling me "cunt" and "qweef", but it doesn't work. Those words are straight up derogatory, "balls" is so multi-functional and its much more funny.
It reminds me of the the Chris Rock stand up
"My balls! My balls! Till the sweat drip down my balls!"
For those who haven't seen it or have no clue what I'm talking about, I strongly suggest you take a few hours out of your day to go to Hollywood video (b/c blockbuster is the devil) and rent the latest Chris rock video from the recent black ambition tour.
Oh, I ought to....
I don't know why I'm still up. I was tired as fuck an hour ago, but I had to finish my stupid women studies project. Fucking bitch in my group straight up lied to me on the phone yesterday telling me she would be done with her part of the project by last night and she would email it me. Did I receive anything? Nope. Does the cunt (see how much meaningful that word is?) call me to let me know she sucks fat donkey balls? Nope. She just leaves me hanging with a pile of work to do. So I finished it and I'm done, but she's still a dirty snatch. Thank you.
Just let it be
So I'm over that hugging thing. Hugs mean shit. I am just fine on my own.
Quotes:
"if you're not falling down,
you're not trying something new."
"live, love, learn, and leave a legacy"
-Stephen R Covey
"I'm better when I'm with you"
Chickita China Chinese Chicken
I had chinese food today and got 2 fortune cookies:
"you are extremely generous and always thinking of others" ... In bed
"you have a kind and generous heart" ... In bed
I need to stop being so generous... It isn't getting me anywhere
Current Songs
Interpol - "Evil"
Al Green - "let's stay together"
Green Day - "wake me up when September ends"
advice
Fuck school
Talk to you later balls,
Two words: Food Coma
I am thankful for LIFE and everything that comes with it, family, friends, dreams, and God.
Why do teachers assign school work and projects during the holiday weekends? Complete assholes. I have no motivation to do it, nor do i have any focus to concentrate on this bull crap. Why can't this all end at thanksgiving? It would make things so much easier.
sigh... These next few weeks are going to be 10x busier wtih school shit. To top it off i have A. M. A. (say the letters- this is not a word ;) stuff, mentor shit, and family shit.
In the mean time i have this picture to amuse me:
Keep it simple
There is something there. He gives me those childish smiles like he's genuinely happy to see me. He pulls me in for random hugs. We joke around about stupid things. It honestly feels good to be attracted to someone. My friend says she saw the sparks. That it looked like he wanted to be more than just friends. It's a nice thought. I just don't know if I could do it again. I mean, I don't know if I can be vulnerable right now. He has me curious. There isn't butterflies in my stomach, but I do get cautious when he's around. I don't know if I like him and if I do like him I don't know if I like him because he likes me. Whatever he makes me feel, I miss feeling this way. It's been a long time.
****
Green Day was awesome last night. I was doing staff pro and only 13 of us got in from our group of 25. I must have got hit on at least 10 times. This one guy came up to me and was like you're the prettiest girl here, what's your name? I didn't tell him, but I did ask him his name, and what was it? Joe. How many fucking Joes are there in this world? Obviously as soon as I heard that name, I shunned him away. Not going down that road. Anyways, isn't there a rule that you can't date anyone with the same name as previous boyfriends or people you dated? It's just weird... It was a lot of fun, I got to roam around the convention center for the last 6 or 7 songs of green day's set. I was having way to much fun for a staff pro representative. I can't complain.
i don't give you shit for being an asshole
I am sick again. Surprise surprise. It's not so much of the fever-headache-achey-cold, it's just the stuffed/running nose, sneezing, and coughing that's getting to me. I didn't even really have a fever either. The abundance of mucus a person can accrue while their sick is amazing. Where does it all come from? The world will never know.
Today I am meeting my mentor for lunch at King's Fish House-his treat. I'm gonna order the most expensive item on the menu. Hehehe. No, just kidding. I am actually not that really fond of Seafood, which is ironic because my parents owned a seafood restaurant for the first seven years of my life. They have other stuff at the restaurant we're going to, but I don't believe it appropriate to order a hamburger with a guy who's trying to guide me and help me in my business career. Nor will I order the one thing I do like, oysters. Ordering an aphrodisiac isn't the best route to go either. We'll find out my choice in due time.
I have had so much fun the last few weekends. First it was Vegas, which was actually more fun that I imagined. Club Rain was AWESOME - best music, people, and fire show ever. I highly recommend it. Walking around the strip with a foot and a half Eiffel tower that is half-way filled with a strawberry daqueri also comes with high marks. Club Ra in the Luxor was a savior and I had shitloads of fun there. Even the drive too and from Las Vegas can keep me smiling for hours. Fucking great.
On Broadway, a club in Downtown SD was also a great club. $20 bucks, but well worth it because you don't have any ghetto guys just coming up to you. Some penises, but it could be worse-like the dreaded boogie in Anaheim. That place still gives me the heebiejeebies. I also had a California burrito. Damn I love those things. Did some shopping and had some crappy hotel food, but all in all mucho fun. Also watched alife, Jude law can make a girl nut just by smiling. I rate him a A+++ the movie a C-.
I hung out with some of Iris' friends from HS. I knew the stories of how cooky they are, but hearing a story and witnessing it with your own eyes are two different things. Now I know why she laughs so hard when she's retelling stories. "hola, como estas?" niiiiiiiice.
Anyways, off to a lunch I don't have to pay for... Peace out Playas!
the details
what else happens when you go to vegas with six girls and six guys?
what happens in vegas stays in vegas!
Sin City
i'm in vegas baby!!!! Be back sunday! yyyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyy!!!
Dear Me Too,
I was reading the horoscopes today and well here it is:
Provided by Astrology.com
Daily Overview for November 07, 2004
Quickie:
This grumpy mood you're in can't last forever. So stop being so pessimistic, already.
Overview:
Thinking about moving in with someone, getting married or taking that giant step toward intimacy? Well, there's no time like the present to do just that. All the lights are green. Go for it.
Congrats on the Town House! I can't wait to see it! I love you lots! There's no doubt in my mind that You and Jericho are meant for each other!
em-Bare-Assed
in my swim class we had a diving lesson. For some reason, i couldn't dive off the board and ended up jumping in like a dumbass. When i finally made my dive into the pool and came out i noticed that my right boob felt a little naked. There's a reason for that, it was naked... half my boob fell out of my bathing suit. luckily it was at the end of class and no one saw, which means no one saw me put it back in. LOL!!!!!!!
Brushing my shoulders off
A few months ago, i applied to this corporate mentor program at school. Basically, this program assigns you to a person who is pretty high ranks in thier company and they become your mentor and you are thier mentee. I had to fill out some paper work, get a recommendation, and particpate in a group interview of about 100 people total. A week from the interview they would let us know if we were accepted into the program, but they posponed it for about a month. Last week, i got an email, i read it and basically it said you've been rejected dumbass and to pick up my rejection letter at the dean's office. Fuck, i didn't want a rejection letter.
A week goes by after i get this emial, and my friend- who also applied- asked if i wanted to pick up the loser notices. Since i didn't have class, i said why the hell not. I went to the dean's office, i get my letter that says "yassir"... the first thing that came to my mind is "yasser arrafat." The letter read:
dear yassir,
on behalf of the college and the program, i would like to congratulate you as a CORPORATe MENTEE for 2004-2005. You have been selected to represent the college and the program due to your enthusiasm, your proven dedication to your academic endeavor, your professionalism, and your involvements..."
No fucking way! i couldn't fucking believe it. It turns out that i totally read the email wrong. If i hadn't gone there because of my friend, i would have totally missed out on the business dinner where i meet my mentor next wednesday. And i would have basically missed an awesome experience. I was one of 42 people chosen out of a 100+ people who applied. My mentor is the special assitant to Long Beach's city manager.
If you feelin like a pimp, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
You is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
so what am i doing now? i'm brushing the dirt off my shoulders!
No sensitivity
Man... There's so much that's been going on, I just don't know where to start.
politics trumps all:
Another four years of bush and dick. Aint that just fucking great? ;) No, but seriously, I was expecting Kerry to win. I wanted Kerry to win. I am a college student, I am a minority, and I am not as financially stable as most people. It's disappointing to hear that only 1 out of 17, 18-29 year olds voted. Our generation has to live with the decisions this term makes for the rest of our lives, and we let the people who have lived their lives dictate what our future holds. It's disappointing. All I can do is pray that our country doesn't get much worse than it already is and that hopefully I can raise my future kids in a better world.
escuelaa:
well mid-terms are almost over. The last one is next Thursday in my stupid management information systems course. I swear that class is a load of rhino dung. It drives me nuts to go. Luckily, there's this really ultra sexy hot guy who sits in the row in front of me. Gosh if I could just have five minutes... hahahaha. Yeah, he's that cute. He also sports the scruffy facial hair look, tall, handsome. Saucey!
I finished all my other fucking midterms aced one, got a b on another, and barely passed with a c on the last one. At least I stayed away from d's and f's. Now I have to focus myself on some stupid projects.
price is right:
I went to the price is right last Thursday with AMA. It was a lot of jolly fun. Just hanging out with really cool people, and representing state. The UCLA astronomy club was there and I've never seen a group so freaking boring before. We would root for all the different groups of people who went, and they would get annoyed. Doomases! Learn how to have fun.
One of our group members got called up, I was slightly jealous, but who cares- I mean she didn't win anything. Ha, I'm such a bitch. You can see us on January 5th on whatever channel the price is right is shown in your city. The set is really smaller than it looks and yes bob barker is really that orange in person. I would disclose more of the experience, but don't want to ruin the show for you.
after the show, we headed to the farmer's market in LA. Had some overpriced Mexican food, which was more like Cuban. Hit the Grove. Walked the boys into victoria's secret, I swear they act like they've never been. Chris swore he was gonna see us try on some lingerie. Melrose was close by, so we went there. Shopped for nearly 3 hours. Got some cute Vegas pants and a swearter from urban. One word "shop-a-holic."
Later we parted, and four of us went to UCLA. We wanted to go to the USU, but president Joe didn't do a good job in directing the flock and we had to ask some poor freshman for directions. By the time we were able to get in the vacinity of the USU it was 1:30am, so we walked the mile back to the car. I did get to reminisce through old dorm memories. Really fun.
On the drive home, I got asked the dreaded relationship question. Why is it after you bond with a group of people that question always seems to pop up? I hate it. I practically avoided it, said enough to satisfy the curiosity and concealed enough for my own piece of mind. We all agreed that we avoid our own races when it comes to dating. Sorry, the spanish accent just doesn't do it for me, infact, it grosses me out. Bleh!
One question prior to that was "what's your weird quark that you like to do?" Joe said he had this weird obsession when he's pumping gas. He likes to fill his tank according to an exact dollar amount and if he gets like $8.01 of gas in his tank, than he has to go to $9.00. and the cycle continues. Obsessive? I think so.
This other guy, was like, "I like to star at people." We all kind of looked at each other and were like, OMG can you say stalker? Yeah, even after he tried to explain, we were still weirded out... You just can't explain staring. Hasn't your mother ever told you staring is rude?
Halloween:
I didn't do a daem thing this past Halloween weekend. Well I did, but nothing worth writing about. I was supposed to hit a party that night, but my brother in law didn't get home in time to go trick or treating with my nephew and so my sister asked me to go in his place. Lil Leo was Buzz light year and he got the hang of trick or treating really quickly. Running up to doors screaming "ahhh," for candy, than sticking his hand in the candy bowl. He didn't get away with it, but he did get some extra candy for it.
It's sad tho, I mean people aren't as in to the Halloween spirit-it was like a tenth of what my hallowing used to be. What's up with people not decorating their houses and kids not trick or treating? Or dressing up for that matter... They just want free candy. It sucks.
Future Plans:
Friday I'll probably do some shopping and than head over to the delta sigma chi club night in Hollywood. Spending Saturday with the family, watching the incredibles. Sunday I am going to do the alzhiemer's walk in Irvine with AMA. After, i'll most likely hit up the spectrum for some last minute shopping for Vegas!!!!!!!!!!! wooo-hooo. Vegas is one week away baby! hellya!
amor
okay so here's the DL. I thought I liked a few people, but it turns out I really don't. It was that whole attention thing. To add to the attention, was the fact a few people would say, so what's up between you and so and so, and that made me think I had feelings. So I took on the guy's perspective here: I "rationally" analyzed the situation and realized my so called crushes weren't crushes at all, but actually an illusion of feelings because i thought these certain people had feelings for me. I don't like anyone.
so yeah...This is everything in a nutshell.
