First Day of the New Semester
Today was the worst first day of school...EVER.
First of all, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed to begin with. I'm not sure why, but I just woke up in a bad mood. Well, maybe I do know. Anyway, I hate driving in the rain. It doesn't feel safe. Anyway, I started the day taking Gen to school. It's pretty routine, but why were there stupid ass drivers the ENTIRE way? People were suddenly stopping, tailgating, turning without signaling, parking in the MIDDLE of the road...well there are dumbasses everymorning, but it was WAAAAY more that usual.
I couldn't find my necklace so that REALLY pissed me off this morning. I had breakfast and I left the house 20 minutes earlier than I usually would to get to school. It was raining and it being the first week would make things much harder. For starters, my stupid transpod wouldn't cooperate with me so I just left it alone... I ended up driving in silence. I was in NO mood for mindless morning radio babble. I get to Northridge at about 9:15 or so...no thanks to the student traffic. To make matters worse, I didn't have a campus parking pass. I can't afford one just yet. It wouldn't have mattered anyway. Every fucking lot was full. The traffic cops scattered throughout campus "kindly" notified me and sent me on a detour. At about 10:00am, I end up parking in a residential area. I had to walk about 10 minutes JUST to get to campus. Keep in mind my class started at 9:30. I finally find my room to find that the door was still open. I creep into the class hoping to make the least amount of noise...AND I KNOCKED OVER THE TRASH CAN. Nice. So among the snickering and stares, I managed to find a seat. Not only was I embarassed that I was over 30 minutes late, but now I'm the dumbass who ran into a trash can. Great.
The rest of the day was just sort of mundane and a few things made the day a little better. I discovered the Topanga Mall with April too...so that was nice. heh.
I get home and just SLEEP it off.
I really hope that the rest of the school week doesn't SUCK.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Monday, January 29, 2007
I don't ask for much, but I guess sometimes I look too hard.
I wanted to kickoff the new semester with a little fun. I haven't seen my boyfriend all weekend. Naturally it was all with good reason. He had some family in town.
Chriselle and I tore up the town for a while. It was good to see her and just fart around for no good reason. I was glad to have a Saturday like that. Unfortunately, Sunday wasn't so exciting. A miscommunication really killed my buzz. I really felt left out. No one called me back. Boyfriend wasn't timely enough to inform me of his whereabouts. I just felt like no one cared enough to call me back. After calming down, I understand the situation better, but I'm still not feeling super happy about missing out.
So now, my first day of school is in about 10 hours and I feel cheated. I wanted to blow it out...go clubbing, get drunk...just go nuts...
Alas, I'm still feenin for excitement (and cash).
Whatever. I think I'll matters into my own hands if I have to.
I wanted to kickoff the new semester with a little fun. I haven't seen my boyfriend all weekend. Naturally it was all with good reason. He had some family in town.
Chriselle and I tore up the town for a while. It was good to see her and just fart around for no good reason. I was glad to have a Saturday like that. Unfortunately, Sunday wasn't so exciting. A miscommunication really killed my buzz. I really felt left out. No one called me back. Boyfriend wasn't timely enough to inform me of his whereabouts. I just felt like no one cared enough to call me back. After calming down, I understand the situation better, but I'm still not feeling super happy about missing out.
So now, my first day of school is in about 10 hours and I feel cheated. I wanted to blow it out...go clubbing, get drunk...just go nuts...
Alas, I'm still feenin for excitement (and cash).
Whatever. I think I'll matters into my own hands if I have to.
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Friday, January 26, 2007
I felt a myriad of emotions these past couple of days. I was asked to be a pallbearer for Lolo Ben last Wednesday. As we walked out of St. Augustine's after mass, just seeing the faces of everyone in the pews was so overwhelming. I would always see those faces full of life. I had a hard time seeing everyone so sad...even my parents. Hearing Lola and my aunties cry as I carried the casket was overwhelming. Seeing my cousins weeping was a sight I hope to never get used to. I was honored to carry him to his final resting place.
I learned a lot about Lolo Ben. I learned that he was a trailblazer. I learned that if it weren't for Filipinos like him, I wouldn't have the opportunities I have today. He was a tough man with a heart of gold. You know, he's the link between my family and my family up north.
Thanks Lolo Ben.
I learned a lot about Lolo Ben. I learned that he was a trailblazer. I learned that if it weren't for Filipinos like him, I wouldn't have the opportunities I have today. He was a tough man with a heart of gold. You know, he's the link between my family and my family up north.
Thanks Lolo Ben.
Friday, January 19, 2007
Whatttawannabe
I recently caught an epiode of DANCELIFE on MTV and it made me feel kind of weird. First of all, it all takes place at the Millenium Dance Complex in North Hollywood. I used to go there years ago. In fact, the first time I went was on October 8, 2002 (Yeah it's here on my blogger somwhere...). I really miss difficult dancing. I miss feeling empowered by catching and executing a fast routine. Granted, I could never be a pro, it sure was fun...and a GREAT workout.
Part of me wants to go back...but another part of me thinks that I'm probably wanting to bite off more than I can chew.
I'm old.
I'm fat.
I'm broke.
I'm so outta their league.
I just wanna perform.
I recently caught an epiode of DANCELIFE on MTV and it made me feel kind of weird. First of all, it all takes place at the Millenium Dance Complex in North Hollywood. I used to go there years ago. In fact, the first time I went was on October 8, 2002 (Yeah it's here on my blogger somwhere...). I really miss difficult dancing. I miss feeling empowered by catching and executing a fast routine. Granted, I could never be a pro, it sure was fun...and a GREAT workout.
Part of me wants to go back...but another part of me thinks that I'm probably wanting to bite off more than I can chew.
I'm old.
I'm fat.
I'm broke.
I'm so outta their league.
I just wanna perform.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
FutureSex/LoveHimSoMuch
Tonight, Arnell and I decided to just try to get some tickets to the SOLD OUT to Justin Timberlake's FutureSex/LoveShow 2007 World Tour. I wasn't expecting to get in...especially after we saw the long line at the box office. I figured it would be an adventure to stay and Arnell was pretty adamant about being able to get tickets. After a couple of ignorant, homophobic bitches, and about an hour later, we get to the front of the line. Arnell asks the attendant what the best available seats are. It turns out we were 16th row and that DEFINATELY beats the kind of seats I've had before. I couldn't believe we got in.


These were taken with my Sidekick because we got caught with a camera...twice. heh. It was worth a shot. WHO CARES?! We were still early enough to catch Pink's opening. We even got some goodies after the show. He got me the tour jacket while he got a really cute backpack. ha.
I had a super great time. I was totally happy. Thanks beb. Happy Early Valentine's. haha.
So much for spontenaiety right?
Tonight, Arnell and I decided to just try to get some tickets to the SOLD OUT to Justin Timberlake's FutureSex/LoveShow 2007 World Tour. I wasn't expecting to get in...especially after we saw the long line at the box office. I figured it would be an adventure to stay and Arnell was pretty adamant about being able to get tickets. After a couple of ignorant, homophobic bitches, and about an hour later, we get to the front of the line. Arnell asks the attendant what the best available seats are. It turns out we were 16th row and that DEFINATELY beats the kind of seats I've had before. I couldn't believe we got in.
These were taken with my Sidekick because we got caught with a camera...twice. heh. It was worth a shot. WHO CARES?! We were still early enough to catch Pink's opening. We even got some goodies after the show. He got me the tour jacket while he got a really cute backpack. ha.
I had a super great time. I was totally happy. Thanks beb. Happy Early Valentine's. haha.
So much for spontenaiety right?
Monday, January 15, 2007
Celebrate Life
Rest in peace Lolo Ben. You were certainly the true example of being young at heart. I really wish I came to visit before God called.
My cousins have been asking me to visit for so long. I'm happy to see them and I'm sad about the circumstances that brought us together.
Well, he was always happy to see all of us together... He's smiling on us. I know he is.
Rest in peace Lolo Ben. You were certainly the true example of being young at heart. I really wish I came to visit before God called.
My cousins have been asking me to visit for so long. I'm happy to see them and I'm sad about the circumstances that brought us together.
Well, he was always happy to see all of us together... He's smiling on us. I know he is.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Monday, January 01, 2007
Happy(?) New Year
Okay, so now don't think that I'm a total ingrate for being with my family (well most of them) at midnight...but well...this whole night was pretty anticlimactic.
No. I don't feel very happy. As soon as we finished our toasts, kisses and greetings...a huge vibe of negativity came over me. I felt a little empty and, frankly, pretty damn sad. I'm feeling alone.
Maybe it's the fact that my man is out of town. That's a given.
Maybe it's because I've been cleaning and realizing what kind of a pathetic slob I've become.
Maybe it's the fact that my wallet has $1 left and I won't be getting paid until Friday. I'm scrounging every dollar and living on gift cards.
Maybe it's the fact that it seems like everyone else has something fun to do to ring in 2007.
I'm not liking how 2007 has started. Now, I need to shut up and just finish cleaning.
whoopie.
Okay, so now don't think that I'm a total ingrate for being with my family (well most of them) at midnight...but well...this whole night was pretty anticlimactic.
No. I don't feel very happy. As soon as we finished our toasts, kisses and greetings...a huge vibe of negativity came over me. I felt a little empty and, frankly, pretty damn sad. I'm feeling alone.
Maybe it's the fact that my man is out of town. That's a given.
Maybe it's because I've been cleaning and realizing what kind of a pathetic slob I've become.
Maybe it's the fact that my wallet has $1 left and I won't be getting paid until Friday. I'm scrounging every dollar and living on gift cards.
Maybe it's the fact that it seems like everyone else has something fun to do to ring in 2007.
I'm not liking how 2007 has started. Now, I need to shut up and just finish cleaning.
whoopie.
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