It tis very quiet here without everyone. More laters. =)

Today is their last day. I miss them already.
:*(

Break-ups are hard. And there are 3.

Yay to PETA! I got an e-mail this morning...



Victory: J. Crew Promises "No More Fur!"

Thanks to each and every one of you who signed the petition, handed out leaflets, called the CEO to tell him how horrified you were that the company was selling fur, and otherwise helped the cause. After just 11 short weeks, this pressure has paid off. On November 30, J.Crew confirmed that it will no longer sell fur—no fur garments, no fur trim, no fur anything. Joining the ranks of top fashion retailers H&M, Forever 21, and others that have adopted fur-free policies, J.Crew is sending a powerful message to the clothing industry that subjecting rabbits, coyotes, foxes, and other animals to horrible lives and torturous deaths will not be tolerated.In light of this exciting agreement, please dispose of any J.Crew campaign materials that you have, and please stop contacting the company.Thanks again for all that you did to play an important part in this step forward in the fight against cruelty to animals! Please forward this good news to a friend.

Sincerely,
Ian Blessing
People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals
IanB@peta.orgPETA.org

Helen just scared the "bageezus" out of me.

I got a call from her 15 minutes ago. She was watching Channel 7 News. A Greyhound bus was coming home from up north. The driver fell asleep and the bus tilted over, killing 2 people.

One of them was named Martha Alvarez. She was 23 years old. She was 7 months pregnant.
That was the exact profile of our co-worker, Martha Alvarez. She was 23 and 7 months pregnant with twins.

She asked me if the Monterey Park office was open this weekend, meaning, did she have to work on Saturday, so she couldn't have gone out of town? I said no. I started freakin' out, thinking it was our co-worker. I frantically searched online to see if she heard right.

Her name was actually Martha Calderez.

I have not updated for a while. (And btw, the post below is not written by me. Can you tell? =D)

Nothing much has been happening. Maybe that's the reason why I haven't been updating. It's just been school, work, JoJo. Damon called him my boyfriend. Haha. I don't mind. I will post some pictures up of him. He's so cute!

I love watching him run around at the park. It's like he is in the wild. =)

(DB and Alfie, no more eavesdropping! Hi JoJo.)

I have to pee, but my co-worker is in there. I guess that's about it. SoOooOoo...


HAPPY TURKEY DAY (tomorrow) !!!
=)

Midterms have been a pain in the (_Y_). Art History is a great class but damn the early 1500's, I can never remember it. And the names? Parmesan cheese? UCSR? I forgot what UCSR stands for all ready. Maybe University of Sara Rodriguez. ;) I'm so clever, I surprise myself. ;D

Math is useless. Honestly, truth tables? Am I ever going to use it? Like I'm going to whip out a sheet of paper and a pen to determine if indeed if I eat a banana, I will be rich. Hell, I'll eat a million bananas if that was true! Useless, useless, useless! I hate school. I quit. Right now.



Fashion Tip of the Day: Boys, squared-off dress shoes are so six years ago. Renew yourself with trimmed-down shoes that work well with pants or denim. In short, square = bad; pointed = good.

Happy Birthday, Kel Kel!

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Just thought I'd share this with you guys. Please watch the video and decide for yourself whether or not you want to sign the petition.

http://www.jcruel.com/catdogfur.asp

Loser (5:24:57 PM): you need to update your blog
starmienite (5:25:56 PM): yes sir
starmienite (5:26:00 PM): is it boring you? ;-)
Loser (5:26:09 PM): very much
Loser (5:26:14 PM): to the point where I'M blogging.



And then today...

Loser (10:38:03 AM): you seriously need to update your blog
Loser (10:38:10 AM): possibly with pics of your dog


I know my blog is boring, Loser. I will post up pictures from our Hearst Castle trip and pictures of Joey. =D

This weekend was pretty low key, but nonetheless, fun.


Friday....
Surprise for Sara day! I was in charge of distracting Sara from her house, while the guys brought the bike over to her house, but we decided later to do it at Jason's house. I took her to Target...and then got a call from Damon saying that they were ready. We went to Denny's for breakfast (mMMmmMm!). Jason tried sticking the box underneath her feet for her to discover, but the waitress ruined it. BOOOO. She found the box with the bike bell in it.

The Loser's lame joke..."I told you I'd give you a "ring" for your birthday." hahhahahahaha...what a loser. ;D Anyways, we went back to Jason's on the pretense that we were going to play Cranium amd surprised her with the bike. =D We're glad you liked it, Sar! We did end up playing Cranium. FUN game!

Sara and I....Annie. *high five* The guys won cause we let them get away with stuff. ;D


Saturday:
Took Joey for his shot and his bath. Yvonne brought Bobby (Joey's father) over, so they could play together. I don't think Bobby remembered Joey. Bobby scared him so much, there was a trail of peepee as Joey ran away from him. Poor thing. I'm taking Joey over to see his Mama this coming weekend. Wonder if she'll remember him. A couple of other co-workers came also and we had hot pot at my house. SO GOOD. Japanese beef. MMMmMmMmm. :P

After they left, DB came over to watch "Taking Lives" with me. I seriously did not fall asleep. I was just blinking for a long period of time. HEEEEEEEEE. Taking Lives was pretty good...I knew it was him, the killer!! Though when my parents came home, we did have to fast forward through my brother's fave part. Angelina Jolie's ( > )( > ). And that's the only reason why he came out of his room too.


Sunday:
Same ol, same ol. Church, lunch, Joey, cleaning, and homework. Sara, Damon, and Jason came over at night to play with Joey. I'm glad they did!! I was in desperate need of a break. I really need to take more pictures. Gotta find that camara.

Congratulations on your new Baby G, Damon!!

I don't know...I just thought this was a cool way of seeing things.

The beginning of anxiety is the end of faith, and the beginning of true faith is the end of anxiety.

- George Mueller

Loser (12:31:54 PM): liar
starmienite (12:31:57 PM): what?
Loser (12:31:58 PM): i said you have nice boobs
Loser (12:32:03 PM): just not much of a butt
Loser (12:32:04 PM): =X
starmienite (12:32:05 PM): yeaa..
starmienite (12:32:22 PM): you've said that my BOOBIES are small
Loser (12:32:31 PM): theyre not big
Loser (12:32:32 PM): but they're nice
Loser (12:32:34 PM): lol
starmienite (12:32:34 PM): hahaha
starmienite (12:32:39 PM): this is a very wrong wrong conversation
Loser (12:32:43 PM): hahahahhahahah
Loser (12:32:45 PM): what?
Loser (12:32:48 PM): it's a compliment
starmienite (12:34:09 PM): coming from my best friends boyfriend!

**Edit: I found another another website, so I combined the interpretations. This is fun! Still no boba though.
**

I had THE weirdest dream last night.

My parents were showing me and my brother the new house we were going to be moving in to. It was a HUGE mansion (kind of like the one in Adams family). It had a stairway, like the one at Montebello Library. In between the stairwell was this gigantic painting of my grandma. She was wearing a white dress and had a real nice body. Like huge ass boobs and no tummy. But her face was the one she has now. Her mouth in the painting was opened wide like the little boy in The Grudge. I turned to look at it and my grandma jumped on me. She told me not to look at the picture or my spirit will be sucked into the black hole in her mouth.

We headed upstairs into the attic. I put my boba down on the table and then this bat starts chasing me around the attic. It sees my boba and starts drinking it. I start swatting at it, telling it to "Get away from my BOBA!!"

I can't remember what happened after that.
I'm bored so I looked it up right now.

Dream Dictionary.
Dream Dictionary 2.


Mansion
To see a mansion in your dream, symbolizes your greatest potential and growth.
If you dream about living in or visiting a mansion, you may feel that your current
situation or relationship is in a rut.

Moving
If you dream of moving in or out of a house, important changes are about to take
place in your life

To dream that you are moving away, signifies your desire or need for change. It may also mean an end to a situation or relationship and your are moving on. Alternatively, it indicates your determination and issues regarding dependence/independence.

Grandparents
To see your grandparents in your dream symbolizes love, security, love, wisdom
and protection.

Painting
To see a painting in your dream, represents your need for self-expression. The painting is symbolic of your intuition and inner realizations.

Black Hole
If you dream about a black hole, it is a warning about getting pulled into undesirable
situations by people who have a bad influence on you. Rethink your relationships
and how much power you give others over yourself. This dream can also indicate
that something or someone in your life has just came out of nowhere.

Attic
To see an attic in your dream, represents hidden memories or repressed thoughts
that is being revealed. It also symbolize your mind, spirituality, and your connection
to the higher self.

Alternatively, it signifies difficulties in your life that will hinder you from attaining your goals and aspirations. However, in the end, after a long period of struggle, you will overcome them.

Bats
A dream of being chased by bats symbolizes that you need to let go of old habits,
because your current way of life no longer suits your new growth and outlook.



Yea...I couldn't find boba on the list. But I think it had to do with the remnants of our night, Sara.

You guys should check it out.

I haven't posted for a long time. Nothing espiecially interesting to say.

(____), this weekend was different.
MICHAEL BUBLE sang to me.
(and a few other people..i guess.)

I have videos from the concert, which I will try and post up if I can figure it out. Quoting Kirsten, "Michael just blew me away." His voice...

*SWOOON*

When he sang Home, my heart literally sank into my stomach. More swooning. I can't describe it. It was just very nice. =)


As for Sunday...
Church as usual. Then drove Jason's car home to him (itsa stick, that's why I am so excited. i lived.), while Sara drove my Camry. It was FUN. I was very surprised he let me drive it home. He twas worried. About his car, not about me, of course. Bastard! Haha. Nonetheless, it was fun. Sara looked so little in my Camry. Thanks for driving it for me, Love.

After we reached the guys' houses, we headed over to West Covina for some shopping. The guys have crossed over to AE jeans. Muhaha. Sara and I were good pals for each other. There were these CUTE ass shoes at I fogot where. But they were buy 1 get one 1/2 off! Sara and I will-powered it and resisted buying the beautiful shoes. *High Five*

In the parking lot, the guys surprised me with a "special" shirt they bought.


I love the boys. They are so good to me. *cough*
(Thanks for the BOOTY~ful shirt, D.J.)



And they made me change and wear it to dinner! Yea. I look hot in orange. We went to The Loft for dinner. Good food. It hit the spot.
Then back to my house for Joy Luck Club.

I'm tired. Time for sleep.
Outtie like a bellybutton.

Helen says she is fat. That is why I think I am fat too. Because I am bigger than she is. She says she is fat and has no boobies. Damn her.

And work is boring.



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DB's profile on AIM:

Friend: bring it on
Friend: bitch
Friend: i practice badminton at almansor park
Friend: HA

hahahahhah, when fobs turn into 'jocks' ;D

^ That comment cracks me up. Heehee.

I have THE bestest cousin EVER.
DB, I owe you mucho.

Thanks LoVe for the ride.

The SECURITY GUARD is a F*CKIN ASS(_O_).
(reminds me of Kelly...not that she's a butthole, but the picture reminds me of her.)

There is a nicer way of saying something. You don't have be a dick about it.
Why do I look so surprised? Cause the frickin' plate says "Staff" and I am staff. It does not say "CHURCH staff." If it said that, I wouldn't have parked there.
If he had just told me nicely that the plates designate parking spots for CHURCH staff, I would be more than happy to oblige. No problem. Being sarcastic and what you call a dick is what pissed me off.

You know how in the movies, they show like a person pushing someone over the bridge and then they snap back into reality. The person is still alive. Well, in the my head, I ran the security guard over with my car.

That was nice. Very nice.


Thought:
He's told me not to park there, where there was a sign that said "Staff". Kirsten parked further down where there is no sign at all. He told her she can't park there either. Kirsten moves her car and Helen ends up parking in the exact same spot. As of now, he hasn't said anything to her. Hmmm...

We are being punished by wearing our loose-fitting uniforms. Helen of Troy, in her form-fitting clothes, gets to park whereeeeeeever she wants. Yes, Honeydew, you are a slut. =D The security guard thinks you are hot. (I should tell Robbie this, so he can beat him up for me. Why yess...that is a good plan. >:) Stop reading this as I type. Hurry up and make brownies, so we can go to the bank.

Slut.

Things have been settled, which I am extremely happy of. It's like this huge rock has been lifted from my shoulders. =D

Something else to celebrate...my Uncle lent me his stick-shift car to drive around, since he's not using it. I drove all the way to work and back without stalling. Woot Woot. Yes. And that has been my life so far.

Maybe I can write about the weekend...
Charity's graduation part out in Claremont. We played badminton (THE coolest sport ever) and volleyball. I rode on the kids' swing. Did not break it. Woot Woot. Something else to add to the celebration list. Border's Montebello is just Walden's, but red. Ichiban was fun though.

Okay. Time to go out into the heat and pick up Shelby. Damn.
The L0S3R says it's pretty cool out in Irvine. Damn.


I'm outtie, like a bellybutton.

This is why I hate confrontations or discussions or whatever the hell you call it.
The aftermath more or likely sucks.

Pretending it never happened does NOT help the situation.
GAH.
I am too frustrated.

GAH.

himesama (11:10:14 AM): ho's before bro's!
himesama (11:10:19 AM): in your case
starmienite (11:10:19 AM): me!!!
himesama9 (11:10:20 AM): literally


Sara rocks rolls and rules.
b ^_^ b

Happy Birthday, America.

I hate fireworks that make loud BOOMS.
But my neighbors love it. And they have like a billion of them.

More about my weekend later.

The new rep from Quill Office Supplies keeps calling me "Harry".
"So I'll see you tomorrow at 3, Harry. You have a good one."

I hope he doesn't mean "hairy".

The new Disneyland is opening up in Hong Kong soon.
It's going to be wierd when Mickey and his friends speak Chinese.

Happy Birthday

to the LoSeR.

[EDIT: Our trip to the library.]

DB is the greatest.
I suck big lesbian balls.

Hollie "in training." [AKA: uncool nerd.]

"Nice ass there, Mr. Incredible ;D"


Waiting for Debby in the parking lot.


Hollie "in-training" Part II. Gah, poor Paige.

"Where the f*ck is my ham Jeh Jeh!?!?!?"


"Damn you ant! That's MY sandwich!"


Um, yeah.

"HAHHAHHA, Jeh Jeh's face is funny!!"

"What BITCH?!"


"What's the number for Hooters Jeh Jeh?"

Look! Hollie has a Paige coming out of her crotch!


:O


Throw yo hands in the ai-re! Throw 'em like you just don't ca-re!


"Here Jeh Jeh, I got you WEEEEEED!"


"I got you WEEED too but I started without you Jeh Jeh."


"Put down the camera and push meeee biiitttccccchhhh."


"Jeh Jeh, you're too ugly."


"Jeh Jeh, come here so I can kick your crotch!"

Good luck, Kelly & April on fiNaLs!!
We shall see you this weekend.

I'm sleepy. Gotta wake up early to take Gma to the doctors tomorrow morning.
More laters.

*yawn*
I'm outtie. Like a bellybutton.

And now, I am free to roam about the country.

I AM OFFICIALLY DONE WITH SCHOOOL!
(Until September, that is.)

I had my last final today. It feels real nice, but at the same time, it doesn't feel like I'm finished. All that studying and cramming...and now, HaLt. Nada. Nothing to do. Not that I'm complaining or anything.

=D

DB has moved back home and it's been great! I love having her home and having someone to hang out with, other than Shelby. We have had major Friends Fest all week.

"A chicken. Paper. A GHOST!"
Joey cracks me UP. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!~


After my last final today, I came home and picked DB up in my pimpin' red car. She went with me to my video stores. I have some major soap opera catchin' up to do. Afterwards, we hit up Tapioca Express and got some drinks and popcorn chicken. Vely vely yummy. :P We then took my pimpin' red car to my Aunty's house to see the kids. My pimpin' red car baaarely made it up that huge hill. It stayed in first gear, till it chugged it's way up to second gear. Poor baby. We thought we wouldn't make it. O_O

Next week, I am taking off from work to relax and wind~down from school.
Wednesday, we are taking the kids out for the morning. Hitting up Montebello Library for Preschool Story time and Arts & Crafts then for a picnic in the park. =D Should be fun.


This summer is going to be great.

Goals for the Summer
1.) Learn to play the guitar. (Well, at least know more than 5 chords. How lame is that? =D)
2.) Learn how to drive stick. (Or at least, attempt to drive stick.)
3.) Test drive a Highlander and/or G35. (Sara Damon Jason??)
4.) Learn to ride a motorcycle. (DB?)
5.) Quit worrying.


We shall see how those go. Let's see how many I actually accomplish.
My soap opera tapes are done rewinding. I go bye-bye.





Oh yeaa...
(Good luck, Derk on Monday. Kick some (____)

Damon, Sara, and Jason just called to wish me luck on finals this week.
I love my "only" friends. =D



I can't wait to meet Charlie next week, Sar. I hope he likes me.

To the Loser and DB:

You scored as latino. you a latina or a latino latino 33% asian 25% white 25% black 17% Are you a different race than you think you are? created with QuizFarm.com

And I have nothing else to say.
Y ^_^ Y

I'm waiting for the feeling in my fingers to come back again. I just e-mailed my CHDV professor with a question. So as I sit here and wait for a reply, I'm going to update.
So Memorial Day weekend was a blast. Sort of. Well, it had it's ups and downs.

Friday
I saw DB's apartment for the first time and last time. I helped DB move back home from Fullerton this Friday. Who knew she had so much crap? She filled up her car and my car with junk. That was fun. Sometimes, I like "long" drives home. I can listen to some music and relax. I'm glad that she's home. It's like having a roomie again. =D Welcome home, DB!

Saturday
I did homework for the most part. Left the house around 4ish to go to Kirsten's house. Was going to hitch a ride with them down to Bellflower for our co-worker, Yvonne's Memorial Weekend BBQ. Good food. Lots of hot dogs. MmMmmm. I love hot dogs! Night time rolled around and...

(See? I told you she was fast. 10 minutes. She is so cool.)

...Katherine brought out the booze. She claimed she spent a Benjamin on all the alcohol and that it was up to us, non-drivers, to finish it. Smirnoffs, Beer, Vodka, Gin, Wine. I declined cause I really did not want to drink, but 2 hours later...5 shots of Vodka in my system. (Yea, Kelly, I don't know how you did 7. Bow down to you and Apes.) Then Helen, drunk already, made me drink a glass of wine. Now let me tell you, this is worst than the boiled egg + microwave story. I discovered vodka + wine = disaster, at least for me. I threw up a total of 4 times (positive: I lost all those hot-dogs I ate that night. 0 fat gained that night. negative: By the 4th time, I was throwing up some nasty tasting stuff. I really think it was the Vodka I was throwing up.) The kids at the BBQ were laughing at us 4 drunkies. Yes, kids. AND HELEN AND I ARE GOING TO BE TEACHERs. I also passed out next to the toilet, till Helen came charging, declaring that she needed to go. So Katherine and Angela, kindly, dragged me out to the hallway, goal destination being the living room. Yea...didn't happen. They said I weighed a ton, so I was left in the hallway.

Yvonne took us in. Helen and I stayed at her house to sober up. The first time I meet Yvonne's boyfriend was in the hallway. He is telling me "I have plastic bags here. Please throw up on it." I look up at him and wave. (This is all according to what I could remember.) We sleep in her living room/hallway. The doorbell rings at 1:30 AM. Yvonne's boyfriend peeks out the window.

Y's BF: Sh*t! It's a f*ckin cop!
Helen rushes to the door. *muffled talking*
Y's BF (peering out the blinds): Oh SH*T!! He's still there.
Yvonne: Whaa??
Me (from the floor): It's Robbie, Helen's boyfriend.
Y's BF: Scared the hell out of me. I thought he was here for you two.

Robbie got a call about a robbery. (That kinda rhymes!) We waited for him to come back because Helen wanted to see him and I wanted to ride in his cop car, in the back, where all the bad boys sit. =D I was debating whether or not I wanted to meet him for the first time, smelling and looking like sh*t. It was a busy night, cause he got call after call, so we eventually left at 4 AM cause I was dead tired, and still a bit nauseous.

Monday
Woke up at 10 with a really bad hangover. Lunch with Aunty, Stuart, Paige, Evan, and Gma at Los Gueros. They liked it, though they thought it was kinda far. After that, had to go to the supermarket with mi madre for some fried-rice ingredients.

Was half an hour late cause of market and cause I needed to find some Pepto for my tummy, before going to Sar's house for a Memorial Day BBQ. Good foooood. Me likely the mushrooms. :P We sat and chatted under the tree in their backyard. We washed Sara's car. Played with her stilts. (well, in Jason's case, broke a stilt) Had some ice-cream floats. Took a walk to my house. Damon wanted to test drive my ghetto red car, for what reason, Sar and I don't know. He could not stop laughing at it's ghetto-ness. The beeping noise when you put it into reverse. The lack of power-steering and power-brakes. I think Sar and I are use to all that, having been in the Mercedes. We drove that clunker to Sara's house, where Damon called Jason out of Sara's house. (He didn't take the walk with us, that lazy ass.) Jason, then wanted a turn to drive it. Sara and I just shrugged at each other. Walked back to Sar's house. Sat on the steps and chatted. We left and snuck over to Jason's house and watched 3 Ninjas. It most definately was not as good as when I watched it as a little kid.

And that, my friend, was my Memorial day weekend.
Time for flashcards. =D (half an hour later. it is now 4:49)

Our greatest lessons come out of pain,

and the Bible says God keeps a record of our tears.

Whenever problems occur,

remember that God uses them

to fulfill all five purposes in your life;

Problems force you to focus on God,

draw you closer to others in fellowship,

build Christlike character,

provide you with a ministry,

and give you a testimony.
Every problem is purpose-driven.

- Rick Warren

The Purpose Driven Life

The link has the first seven chapters of the book. I honestly can say that this is the book that has changed me the most. Give it a chance.

DB (6:26:25 PM): hollie is cool.
DB (6:26:29 PM): i will not repeat that.

Just thought I'd write that down. =D

DB says I haven't updated for a while, so I guess I shall.

Things have finally winded down to a slow trot. Just a 10 page History paper and a Kinesiology group presentation for the next couple of weeks and then finals. *whew*

Summer is creeping up faster than I expected. I was originally going to take summer classes and be done with my B.A. by Fall 05. Because 3 co-workers of mine will be taking their long vacations over the summer, all that is left is just me and Helen to fill in. And so, everything is pushed back. I will be done by Winter 06. I guess it works out better that way. I will still have my health insurance under full-time student.

This past weekend was rather busy.

Friday::
After work, I stayed at home to keep my mama company. My dad and brother went up to Sacramento for a b-ball tournament.

Saturday::
Went out with Kirsten and Rachel. That was mucho fun! We took Rachel to Trader Joe's (was her first time) I needed to pick up some flaxseed (to eat, not to plant) and Kirsten bought some organic water something. We took maaaaaaaany samples. It was GOOD. Prime rib and lemonade. :P**

Afterwards, we headed over to Santa Anita mall. We watched Monsters-In-Law, which was way funnier than I thought it would be. J. Lo was pretty funny herself. Rachel needed to get some souvenirs for home. This will be her last trip to the US. I know I have been saying that for a while, but this time it's final. She got her passport...did the ceremony...and so, there's no reason to come back anymore. =(

She was very sweet. She helped me buy the entire Friends series for a really good price. (I love bootlegs!)She also threw in a few movies and a AF polo shirt. She says they have "DaVinci Code" in paperback in Thailand. Muhaha. I love Thailand too. I really want to read DaVinci Code. I want to see what the fuss is all about. Our church wrote a whole article about in "The Table" church newsletter. Right now, I'm reading "Empress Orchid". On sale at Borders. Score, baby, score.

I'm way off topic here. Oops? Then there was Sara's graduation party at Los Gueros and then D&Bs.

Sunday:
Church...Ministry Fair...then...trip down to LACMA. Haven't been there in a while. It's so pretty over there! Big too. I got my exercise for the day there.

Sara cooked dinner for Damon, Jason, and I. Stuffed shells. SO GOOD. and I don't like cheese. so there you go. Thx Sar!! :P

And that's it. I am losing steam. Maybe because it's 2:08 and I have to clock back in from lunch at 2:09. I guess that's it for now.

Anay-gae-say-yo, people! ^_^

Just an FYI, for everyone...
Heating up a peeled boiled egg in the microwave will only lead to an explosion.

We went to see Jason's play on Saturday called "Everyman". It was REALLY good. The singing was very American Idol, very Kelly Clarkson. It seemed rather short, but it was actually a 90 minute production, so that goes to say that time flies when you're having fun! :D

After the show, we all headed down to Downtown Disney for some grub. Sara, Caroline, and I shared a chocolate cake thingy (they loved it...kinda too sweet for my taste) and a apple cobbler thingy (vely vely good....MmMMmM...see? I'm not picky. =D) I want to take Paige and Evan there to see the "animals" and er, to see their reaction when the "storm" swings by. Muhaha.

I love my babies. It was Evan's 2nd birthday party this Sunday at "Under the Sea" Indoor Playground. Yea...and I kinda figured out that I kinda suck at Fooz ball. Though, I did score a couple goals and blocked a few balls. *beam* We should buy one for my birthday, so I can practice at home. DB says it's less than a hundred. MuhaHA.

So anyways...
Things have been busy around here. I don't know what else to say. Heehee. How boring.
(DB, no comment. Don't turn everything I say against me like the Loser.)

There are almost no empty boxes on my calender for the next 2 weeks. I am about to drop dead...and it's not because I'm gorgeous. haHA. Lame joke.

(the torquoise ones are the Fun Ones)
May 2: CHDV 430 Parent-Interview due...
May 3: KIN 420 Mid-Term
May 5: HIST Mid-term
May 7: Children's Day w/ Sar and Damon 11:00 - 3:30
May 8: 40 Days of Purpose event - taking pictures for "The Table" church newsletter
May 9: CHDV 430 Midterm
May 10: CHDV 443 Midterm
May 12: KIN 420 Individual Presentation
May 13: Sara's Graduation
May 14: Go to Museum for Museum paper.
Sara's Graduation Dinner 5:00 P.M.
May 15: Ministry Fair - taking pictures for "The Table" church newsletter
May 24: Museum Term Papers due
May 25: Baby-Sit Paige and Evan (DB: Can you come? 3:30 - 6:30)
May 26: KIN 420 Group Presentation

I'm poooped just looking at it. Help.
And it does not help that my co-worker, Amy passed on her germs to me. I felt like crap this morning. They like to turn off the air COMPLETELY. Not air-CONDITIONING, just Air in general. Yesterday, there was no air coming into the room. We would turn it on and they would turn it off and on and off and on and off. And we wonder why everyone is taking turns getting sick.

Yesterday, Loann came into the room for all of 5 minutes searching for referrals and had to leave. She took the entire pile of referrals out of our room to search through, because she couldn't breathe in the room. She was getting dizzy.
Maybe for the past week I have been sleeping at 1-2 in the morning (and y'all know that is VERY UNLIKE ME! :D) to study and my immune system is weak. So I woke up this morning feeling like crap.

Thank you Sar and Damon for getting the Michael Buble tickets. Sorry about that!

(My brother and Dad are laughing like Hooligans. So LOUD. They are watching Kung Fu Hustle.
^_^ Is it really that funny?)


DB: Go for it, Lame-ass. You can get on that list no problem...if you just tried a teensy wit more. I believe you can fly. I believe you can touch the sky. Aite, essay?

Helen just called me.

Dr. Ben Chong died on Saturday. =*********(
He was my FAVORITE doctor. Actually, he was everyone's favorite doctor. Even Pearl and she doesn't like any of the doctors, except for him. He was the only one that could change Pearl's foul moods with just a phone call. He was totally carefree and always happy and joking with you. You didn't feel like you are talking to a doctor. Hard to explain.

He reminds me of those cute little old grandpa's who say the funniest things ever without even knowing it. He was caring, just like a grandpa. I know he was ill for a while from brain cancer, but silly me...for some reason, I just assumed he was going to be okay because he was a neurologist. *sigh*

Like Helen said...it's just part of the life.
I agree. The Circle of Life. Like on the Lion King.

I love Gilmore Girls.
I wish sold their series in Hong Kong. It'd be much cheaper than getting it here. Hmmm...I should try Thailand. Rach says the boot-leg industry has more of a variety there than Hong Kong. They should have it over there.

Okays. That's it. Yet another paper to write.

I have never received so many calls (whether it be a phone call, a work call, or a house call) in one day. I feel so popular. Y (^_^)Y

At work, everyone was looking for me. Weeelllllllllll, maybe not particurly cause they wanted to talk to me, they just needed help. Heeeeeee. But they kept me busy for a while.
(Sorry I ran off on you, mid-conversation, Kel. You were gone by the time I got back. )

So then...
My mom, aunty, grandma, shelby.

A few random phone calls from just Amy about this. I love Korea.
Then more than an hour long of good quality girl-talk with Helen. Then a house-call from Sara, whom I did not see for a good 2 weeks! Then another hour of good quality girl-talk with Kirsten. Then phone call from Amy about homework. Another phone call from Wei-Han about our assignment on Gilgamesh. A house-call from Amy and her friend Candy.

And now...currently on phone with Wei-Han...about Mr. Gilgamesh. I hate you. I'd much rather look at Mr.Hot Stuff in this. More pictures to follow.


Today was good. Good conversations. Good Korean soap. So far so good.
Y^_^Y

Oh Damon, by the way, I really liked that article on your blog.

Congrutulations, Sar!!!

I'm very proud of you, missy. This weekend, seriously, I will take you to get some ice-cream, to CELEBRATE!! ^_^

I still have 2 mid-terms the week after next, but what the hell. I have been cooped up here in my room all weekend. It does not seem like the weekend even came by cause I didn't see sara, damon, or jason. It just feels like one long week rolled into one.

I really should go back to studying. Either my teacher is really good or I am kidding myself, cause I have another mid-term tomorrow. I don't have that "butterflies-in-my-stomach" feeling that normally pushes me to study. I feel "prepared", but not confident. Oh wells. Amy wants me to wake her up in a half-hour. She's tired from all that studying too.

Okays. Here's the plan. Shower, read study guide one more time, and hit the sack. Wake up an hour earlier than usual tomorrow morning and study some more.

I'm outtie, like a bellybutton.



(Oh yea...Ice-Cream? Full House? Joan? This weekend? Yes? No?)

And Damon, not another word.


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Seriously....

So I was on myspace.com and I have a new friends request.
From...

The Black Hollies


Yea-uh, girlfriend.

For Damon and his oldness...extra large font.

Yah...I should not have procrastinated as much as I did over the weekend. I didn't realize the crapload of stuff I had to do. I'm still on spring break mode. Damn. Okays. Fo reals. This weekend will consist of only hard-core studying and homeworkin' to make up for this past weekend. Too bad the weekend was good.

Everyone has at least one post in their entire blog that starts with...
(fill in the blanks)
"I really should be doing _________ right now, but instead, I'm blogging. Damn."

So my turn, yet once again. I really should be homeworkin' it right now, but instead, I'm blogging. Damn. More about my weekend when I actually have accomplished something.

ZzzZzzZzzZzzzz....

Oh, and btw, I envy those who are graduating and never have to go back to school. I also envy those who are finished. Damn you. ^_^

Kirsten just called me and told me to pick a color: red, blue, purple.
I tell her purple and ask what is it. (Y'alls thought I was going to pick blue, hmm? Well, I be spontaneous. Muhaha.)

This is what she tells me:
You use it everynight. It vibrates. Guess what it is.

(damn. Blogger just erased my entire entry.)

HaPpY BiRtHdAy, LoVe!
(^_^)

Sara & Damon says I need to update. They needs to update too, cause I've read those same posts a bazillion times already. TeeHEE.

Anywhoots, Mondays are my CHDV 430 class, from 4:20 - 8:10. It's one class per week system. For some reason, all the professors are having conferences out-of-town and are canceling classes at different times. I think everyone is getting it mixed, cause we didn't go to class on this past Monday thinking it was cancelled, but it wasn't. Oops. Turns out a few other people thought the same thing. NEXT monday is actually our day off. Then the Monday after that is our first mid-term. Great. We had a short lecture on the first day of the quarter and then the next time we meet, it's the mid-term. We are such boneheads. *Round of applause, pat on the back*

So yesterday, Ba~Boom and I hit up the newly built Hollywood Video on Beverly. Everything in there is 99 cents. New releases, old releases, Friends series, L-Word series (DB, one dollar only.) EVERYTHING. All for one dollah. One dollah a lot of money. You take your dollah and you go to da dollah store, you buy somefing else. (Russel Peters rules.) We raided that place. Between the 2 of us, we rented 10 dvds. Seriously, by the end of the weekend, our ojos are going to be O_O glowing with radiation from all that TV. We watched one yesterday, Le Divorce. It wasn't as good as we tought it would be. Sara thought it was kinda weird and I have to agree. I wanted to watch it cause I am reading the book and I have absolute no clue what is going on. I thought maybe watching the movie first would help, but no. The movie is just as weird as the book.

Okays. Time to get reading on that book I just finished photocopying.
Till then. I'm outtie.

Like a bellybutton.

Dr.Lam's wife had a baby yesterday morning!

Our office bought a basket of flowers and balloons for her and the baby, so us three were sent to the hospital to deliver the goodies. We saw the baby...it was the cutest thing EVER! I wasn't all wrinkled and ugly like normal babies. Everything was so little. I love the babies little hands and little feet.

:*)

I want a baaaaby now too. So did Helen.
BABBBY.

Oh yea, Evan called me JeJe yesterday for the very first time.
I'm so proud of him.
*beam*

Uncle Patrick, a church family friend, was diagnosed with cancer less than a year ago. He went through his first round of chemo a few months ago and the effects were excruciating. He pulled through and the cancer was gone. Until it came back. When it did, Uncle Patrick decided to do his second round of chemo in Hong Kong, where his family was. A church friend, who has been checking up on him in HK, has been e-mailing us about his current condition. The effects of the second round were even worse, but he's getting better each day.

At the end of the latest e-mail, it said...
It is easy to praise when things go right; but it is more precious to praise when things go wrong.

Rejoice in the Lord always; and again I say, Rejoice!
--- Phil 4:4 RSV


This is one of the best scriptures I have read so far. I realized that it is connected to what I was trying to express in a post a couple of months ago. I just thought I'd share that scripture. :D

More later.

FOB in Training (10:49:18 AM): so am i
FOB in Training (10:49:19 AM): loser

I win.

My most favorite picture ever! :D 

Just thought I'd post some pictures up that Stuart e-mailed me.
Halloween pictures!

(Derk, this was the costume if I went to the trick-or-can event. ;D)


2 army chicks with Murray and Jeff from "The Wiggles"


Me and DB!! =D

I had JURY DUTY today.

I am the luckiest girl. I was late getting to the courthouse cause it was a right on Alameda, not a left. I turned around and then there was a train. 5 minutes later, the train passes. I drive the other direction and then another train passes. But I get there in one piece.

My group is the first one called for a trial. Out of my group, I was one of the first ones to be a potential juror. Then after all the questioning, I was officially selected as a juror. I have to go back tomorrow and possibly, the day after that.

After we were excused for today, I realized it was pouring outside and then I realized I had left my umbrella in the car. I'm such a smartass. So I walked 3 blocks in the rain back to the Juror parking structure. During the walk, a bus decides to run over a puddle and splash water on my already-soaked jeans. I would have shook my fist at the bus and yelled, "Yea...PUSH 'EM WHEN THEY'RE DOWN, you stupid bus!" But instead, I laughed out loud after realizing that it was exactly how it happened in Bridget Jones! Except mine was a muuuuuch smaller puddle. Hahaha.


All the whining and complaining aside, I'm also kinda excited. The judge said the trial should run for a day and a half at the very latest. The last time I was selected for panel, the judge expected the trial to last for more than 15 days! (I got dismissed for that one. Lucky!) This time, I get to experience how the whole court system runs, while only having to serve for a couple of days. It never hurts to see new things. Y^_^Y Consider it free education. Heehee.

It also gave me time to finish the book I have been reading. Yet another chic-flicky book. But it's cute.

I guess that's it for now. I'm going to make myself some hot cocoa and watch my Chinese soap operas. ^_^

I'm outtie.
Enjoying my spring break so far...no


Expect the worst, hope for the best.

Those something-pausing ladies have deemed me as the "Air Conditioning Girl". ExCUSE me if I like air. And the other girls ask me to turn it on when they're hot because I'm closest to the machine. So it's not only me, biotches.


It's okay. My fiancee is really hot. It was a rather good dream, I'd say. Now that I think about it, I think my fiancee was the guy Helen and I saw at Home Depot named "Tommy" who we thought was flamin' hot like cheeto. He was even hotter because he's doesn't know he's a good-lookin' one.


Dude, man in an orange apron. Hubba hubba. *drOOOOOOOOOL*

Okay, so Jason has to work with a menopausing lady who turns up the A/C so that the office becomes the North Pole.

I have to work with two something-pausing ladies who refuses to breathe in air, making the vault (literally, our office use to be a vault) a freakin' volcano. I can't breathe, it's so hot in here. Their desk is right next to the window and close to the door. My desk is in the furthest corner away from the window and door.

I turned on the vent when I got here. 5 minutes later, I hear her turning down the vent slowly and then, till it's off completely. She thinks I don't know it's off. I have lungs. I know when it's off, dumbass.

I, seriously, am going to faint. Helen gets here at 10. 15 more minutes. She will turn it on. If she's late, I'm going to take the initiative and bring some air back into the vault.

Hey. It's over, baby. (In both senses.)

Though, it surely doesn't feel like it. I've been working really hard. The process was arduous and long, but the actual action of it took all of 40 minutes.

I finished my last final. I was expecting worst and was waiting for it to kick my ( _o__o_) (ass nipples for kelly!) real bad. But I made it out alive.

Y ^_^ Y I'M DONE!

CSULA was pretty ghetto. They forgot to pay Edison. While I was on page 8 of the final, electricity went bye-bye. Through the whole King Hall building. Through the ENTIRE school. People were stuck in elevators (poor things. during finals, no less!). I passed by the lecture halls. People in there were taking their tests with the light from their cell phones. Apparently, the emergency lights aren't very bright. Neither are the people. >_O

You know where else is getting to ghettoness? Where Sara and I live.
This morning (yes, today was a very exciting day)...I was waiting by the door for Wei-Han to come pick me up. I heard cars going fast and breaking. I heard men's voice talking rather loud. I heard commotion. I saw a flash of red light on the window. I looked outside and there were 5 police cars. No, they weren't here for me cause I'm too hot for humanity. ;D Okays, so they parked their cars so that they were all pointed at the blue house diagonal from mine. They blocked off both ends of Leonard. There was some sort of SWAT team, hiding behind the police car, with these long ass guns pointing at the house. The family of the blue house was outside and the mom was crying. = ( They stood there in their positions for about 10 minutes.

At my house, I quickly gathered my stuff and told my dad, "I'm going to wait for Wei-Han outside! Bye!!" Yes, I wanted to see what was going on. I've never seen a real-life SWAT team with real guns. But my dad pulled my backpack and dragged me back inside. (I feel like a kid again.) My mom started to get all panicky.

Mom: Daddy, tell the policeman that our son has to take the HIGH SCHOOL EXIT EXAM today! His car is in the way.
Me: Ma, I think that's the last thing on their mind right now.
Mom: Shush! Go!

My dad walks outside in his PJs.

Dad (inching forward): Excuse meee.
Policeman, hiding behind the policecar with a gun in his hand, ignores him.
Dad: Uh, CUUUSe meee. My son has to...
Policeman: Sir, I can't talk right now.
Dad: Oh, ok.


My parents are weird. I think that's where I get it from. Or maybe it's from DB.
So anyways, I got into Wei-Han's car and we had to drive around to get back on track. On the other side of the street, there was another policecar waiting. I figured it was in case the person tried to jump the fence to escape.


And that, my friends, was my morning. *whew*
Of all times, Sara and Damon aren't online. I was going to share my excitement with them. Yes, DB. My two friends. Sara's at work, I think, and Damon's probably at the chiropractor. His third love, aside from Sar and the Prelude. I guess blogger.com is all I have right now.

Now my next order of business. Clean my ROOM!! Dude, I've been waiting for this moment. I have a pile of clothes on my bed and another pile in the living room. I can throw away my study guides. Sell my books on Amazon. Maybe, if I have enough time, I can even dust and "swift" the floor's ass. Wei-Han, Amy, and I are going shopping to release all the tension later. Though, poor Amy has a final on Saturday. Now THAT'S why you never take Saturday classes, besides the fact that the class is on Saturday.

Oh, there's Amy. Okies, I'm outtie.

Spaace.

Reality check.

I can do it. Like Nike.
(Thanks Derek. You rock AND rule.)

It's really over, baby.

Bubble Boy!!!
(and it has been revived.)

Bad weekend. Bad Monday, already.

I didn't do too well on a Sociology paper that I tried really hard on. This professor likes papers to be straight to the point. Literally.

"The aim of this paper is..."
"My hypothesis is..."
"In conclusion..."

No such thing as a creative opening sentence for the introduction. Everything must be straight to the point. No such thing as making the paper flow with transition sentences, etc. I managed to do okay on my term paper with a English professor that was infamous for grading hard, yet I barely passed on my term paper for a Sociology class, where writing was not emphasized. Dude.

Oh welly. And life goes on. I'm hoping for a better week, where I can forget what happened this weekend and leave it be.

And it WILL be a better week. Glass is half full. Glass if half full. GLASS IS HALF FULL!!

Hakuna Matata! ^_^

Damn. I forgot to return my library books.
I now owe the Montebello Library $14.10.

Why do I have to be such a nerd and borrow so many books?

I'm waiting for my group meeting to start. 7 more minutes, so I thought I'd blog a little...

DB, thanks for getting me the discounts at AE. I love my sweatshirt. ^_^ Pick a place to eat at. My treat.

Yesterday, Sara and I got to see Damon, Jason, and Lynette as they were, 8 years ago. We saw Damon at 14 with Jason at 13 and Lynette at 9. They were at the zoo or something. It was HILARIOUS! Damon still had his walk goin' on at 14...sporting the polo shirt, shorts, and sandals with socks. Now Jason, the biggest surprise EVER, was wearing the coke-bottle classes, pre-braces look with a bright green striped top, CUSSING and yelling at his dad to turn off the frickin' camcorder. Lynette had these cute ass cheeks. She was wearing her mom's hot pink dress with red ruby slippers (like the one's Dorothy wore in Wizard of Oz) dancin' and groovin' to the song, "Under the Sea."

Sara and I could NOT stop laughing. More homevideos next weekend. Hahaa..more laughs. Another step towards a flatter stomach. We rock at multi-tasking.

Time for meeting. Back later.

Happy Birthday, Smeph!!!

^_^

Me: I look FAT in that picture.
DB: Your boobs are fat.
DB: Give me some.
ME: I have rolls.
DB: haha.
DB: start your own bakery. :]


^_^

(Thanks Sara for you know what. What would I do without you? ;D)

I am so sleepy.

Last night, we went out to the Yardhouse to celebrate Sara's new job. I was planning to have a couple martini's, just to "celebrate". I had a Gerogia Peach and a Mangolicious, along with a fourth of a cup of raspberry cider. I don't know what happened, but I felt SO sick afterwards. (Last time I was there with Helen, Kirsten, and Rachel, I had 4 martini's, plus a taste of everyone's. That night, I was even able to drive home safely!) I felt extremely dizzy, kinda like motion sickness. Sara was right there with me. She was knocked out on the table, on Damon, on the wall. She wasn't feeling all that hot either.

The restaurant started to clear up and we decided to leave as well. I made it to the parking structure with no help. It wasn't till the elevator ride down to the parking structure that I started to feel the motion sickness again. Halfway through the ride, I couldn't hold it in any longer, and puked into the bag that Damon gave to me before we left. Jason pulled over for a little while so the "motion sickness" could settle. We were back on the road and almost back to Sara's apt, when it just all came out. (Kelly, you would have been so proud. They said I didn't make any gagging noises while I puked. ^_^) The next thing I hear is Damon saying, "Oh dude, open the window."

Sorry guys! But I did feel MUCH better. Until the next elevator ride up to Sara's apt. I spent some time around their toilet. Now let me tell you, if you ever get wasted, you really should go to Sara's apt. Such good service! I had a glass of water and a warm towel waiting for me by the toilet. I give them a rating of 10/10! Absolutely PERFECTO!

So that was my night. We didn't get home till around 3:30. In bed by 4. Up at 9 for church. Which explains why I am so tired. Now I have to do homework. Soo...

CONGRATULATIONS SARA!
We are all so proud of you. ^_^

In honor of Valentine's Day ... a poem.

You Fit Into Me
- Margaret Atwood


you fit into me
like a hook into an eye

a fish hook
an open eye

You Don't Know Me
- Ray Charles


You give your hand to me
And then you say, "Hello."
And I can hardly speak,
My heart is beating so.
And anyone can tell
You think you know me well.
Well, you don't know me.

No you don't know the one
Who dreams of you at night;
And longs to kiss your lips
And longs to hold you tight
Oh I'm just a friend.
That's all I've ever been.
Cause you don't know me.

For I never knew the art of making love,
Though my heart aches with love for you.
Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by.
A chance that you might love me too.

You give your hand to me,
And then you say, "Goodbye."
I watched you walk away,
Beside the lucky guy
Oh, you'll never ever know
The one who loved you so.
Well, you don't know me


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Okays, good night. I'm sleepy.

Watching the dough becoming toast in the microwave! 

Mixing the dough... 

BaLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.... 

Rolling the dough.  

Sar and Paige at the top of the slide. 

He found the ball.  

Get it. 

Stealing lipstick from Sara's purse... 

Just some pictures of Me and Sara's outings with the babies!! 

Revelation.
It's over, baby.

So yesterday, we were driving home from Claim Jumpers. Sara and L0S3r in one car, me and Jason in another.

Jason and I got off the freeway in his Altima and stopped at the traffic light. I call Damon to see where they are. Here's the convo:

-calling Damon-
Jason: Oh sh*t. I think that's them.
Me: Hide!
Jason: How!!

L0S3r: Hello?
Me: Uh..Hello?
L0s3r: Where are you? Is that you guys in front of us?
Me: No. We're almost home, turning the bend right now.
Los3r: We just got off the freeway. Dude, there's this Altima at the traffic light that looks exactly like you guys.
Me: (sly as a fox) Oh really? We're almost home.
L0s3r: Okay then. We'll see you there.


And he believed us till we told him that the Altima he saw really was us.
Now who's the loser?
I'm so gooood. *beam*

e Happy Birthday, Alfie!!

GUNG HAY FAT CHOY! SUN LEEN FAI LOK! HAPPY NEW YEAR!
(oh lookey! Look what I learned to do! I can do different sizes, and different fonts, and different colors, and different alignments, and bullets. Where has this been hiding!)


I am so full. We just finished eating dinner at "Pa Pa Walk". Pretty good.
I told my mom...
"My pants are too tight."

She said...
"No, you're just too fat."

My mom is such a bitch. :D Haha. I swear, if I could ever be anorexic, she would SOOO regret ever saying that too me. But we all know I'd never make it being anorexic.

Whaaat?? Food is good. So sue me. Y ^_^ Y

If only Ms.Wellenstein could see this...
(thanks L0s3R for the linky :D)

(Blogger ate my last post.)
OH wells. New post!

Oh man, oh man, oh man. I can't procrastinate any longer. I've checked my e-mail a bunch of times. I've read everyone's blogs at least twice already. I've commented on the blogs. I even went over to Damon's blog to post something. o_O

And yes, DB. I only checked your blog TWICE today.

Ho hum ho hum. I have nothing to write, so I guess I'll write about how I have nothing to write. My stomach is sticking out right now. (Ha! No jean penises, L0s3R!) I think I took the wrong receipt from TGIFs on Saturday. It doesn't say "Customer Copy" at the bottom. Whoops. Gilmore Girls is going to start in about 5 minutes. Yea, something to do while I "study" for my Child Development mid-term tomorrow.

Note: Damon owes me EIGHT tittie~twisters/buttslaps.
Sar: I will need your help.

Oh no. Gilmore Girls is starting. Bye! Y ^_^ Y

Things have been so hectic, both physically and emotionally. I'm all burnt out.

Mid-terms are here (already!), registration for classes next quarter are almost here, summer plans, work (we just moved to a new office), and a bunch of other stuff I'd rather not depress y'alls with.

Since Wednesday, I have been wearing nothing but ugly ass clothes and looking like crap (more so than I normally do). Our office is moving to a newwer and bigger location. Who knew there was so much to do (and I was only there half of the time Helen and Kirsten were there cause of school!). We've been moving, boxing, cleaning, unpacking, cleaning, and just getting everything to get ready for business Monday morning. Oh, and more cleaning. o_O Everything was pretty much done and set yesterday (Saturday) for the front office. As for us, in the "back" office, we've still have a lot to do. Me and Helen's new desk won't be arriving till this coming Tuesday. So, Tuesday, I have to go in, so we can build those darn things (but it's a pretty desk). :D So busy!

There will be a lot of changes with the new office. We were always complaining about our little dinky room at the old office for the APO girls (us) that we named "Our Little Sardine Can". But it was a very cozy room. Everyone was, literally, within arm's reach. If I wanted to smack Helen, all I have to do is lean over a little, and I'm there. Helen and Kirsten are getting use to the idea of the new office, but I'm still hung up on our old one. I really am going to miss the way things were. Not just the way things were, as to physical closeness, but also the closeness in my relationship with them. That is something else I have to get use to.

On a lighter note, I was finally able to just relax and go out. I also was able to wear something other than ugly clothes: i.e. food-stained clothes (and you know I have a whole lotta those!), clothes thats been in the dryer one too many times, it's all faded...etc, etc, etc. My hair was ghetto from all that dusting and cleaning at the new office, but it's only Sara, Damon, and Jason. :D We had dinner at TGIFs (their Vanilla Bean cheesecake was so GOOOOOOOD!). We were kinda late and missed a chunk of the Wedding Date, but it was still a good movie. The Loser didn't like it, but it's expected. (Don't forget, he is THE Loser.) I was surprised Jason didn't like it. o_O He's been hanging around the Loser too much. It's rubbing off onto him. Sara and I were the W1nnArs! We LOVED the movie.

We got back fairly early, which was probably a good thing. I had to wake up early today to go to the Fishbowl to take pictures of the children's worship for the church newsletter, The Table. (run on sentence?) ;D


Things have been a helluva roller coaster. I'm just waiting till I learn to sit back and just enjoy the ride. Goal #1.

I fell in love with Phantom of the Opera when I first saw it. I was way younger then. Couldn't do anything about my new found love. Eventually, I lost it.

Until this past weekend, I saw the movie. My love is back. Only difference is, I can do something about it now!
I am so smitten over these...[click the eyes. the first eye has a music link. it so purty!]

^-^

Dear Sara,

I have found your birthday gift. It's perfect.
You're very welcome in advance.

Love,
Hoho

Snowboarding with the babies! ^_^


Evan & Shelby 


My babies! (and Shelby.)  



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Vegas pictures, finally. (I win.)
Click here, please. Gahm-sa-mi-dad.

Birthday and Christmas pictures...
^_^