i wrote back to my friend.
i can be a complete bitch and scathing, but i wasn't. i'm proud of myself, i held back and calmly explained that yes though i do accept your apologies, i am disappointed at your lack of total time management and disrespect. ... no. not in those words, but the idea of it... i hope i didn't burn a bridge. i seem to be good at those too.
Monday, September 8, 2008
web 2.0 whore
i am.
i am sitting here in underwear and a sports top, suppose to go shower as i just came back from tennis... it's been 2 hrs since i came back! what have i been doing? nothing but net, baby, nothing but net...
facebook has ruined me. and my hygiene.
i am sitting here in underwear and a sports top, suppose to go shower as i just came back from tennis... it's been 2 hrs since i came back! what have i been doing? nothing but net, baby, nothing but net...
facebook has ruined me. and my hygiene.
bros before hos
apparently that is what my long time friend thought when she said she would go to my birthday dinner, yet never ended up going b/c she was in whistler with her bf for HIS birthday. gee that would've been nice to know, you wouldn't have made it or there would be a chance of you not coming, about a WEEK before the date NOT TWO HOURS before my actual dinner.
when i have to call your parents house, and you don't live at home anymore, to see if your still alive b/c you haven't returned my text, msgs, or phone call in a week, don't you feel some what irresponsible to friends?! or is it just me who thinks it's ridiculous to think my oldest friend would actually take the time to let me know she will come or leave whistler earlier.
is the sex that good with him that you can't tear yourself away and to be disrespectful to others?
note - i'm still debating whether or not i should be honest and say how i really feel or just sweep it under the carpet, as i usually do...
when i have to call your parents house, and you don't live at home anymore, to see if your still alive b/c you haven't returned my text, msgs, or phone call in a week, don't you feel some what irresponsible to friends?! or is it just me who thinks it's ridiculous to think my oldest friend would actually take the time to let me know she will come or leave whistler earlier.
is the sex that good with him that you can't tear yourself away and to be disrespectful to others?
note - i'm still debating whether or not i should be honest and say how i really feel or just sweep it under the carpet, as i usually do...
the big quarter of the century
no i didn't turn 25, i turned 24, but it might as well be the 'quarter of a century' old for me b/c really, am i going to live to 100? no. but i will live to 96! it's in the genes... good ol' grandma...
do i feel older? no. if anything i feel younger as time goes by. this seems to be the summer of experimentation of things i thought i would never do, but things others have done when they were in high school...
i feel like i'm going thru puberty. i hope my boobs get bigger and i get taller.
do i feel older? no. if anything i feel younger as time goes by. this seems to be the summer of experimentation of things i thought i would never do, but things others have done when they were in high school...
i feel like i'm going thru puberty. i hope my boobs get bigger and i get taller.
childhood memories and nostalgia
do you remember ice cream trucks? you know, those big boxy square vehicles that drives around your neighborhood, playing high pitch annoying, yet come hither, music that just screams, ice cream?
when's the last time you heard the sweet siren call of delicious, so bad for you, but who cares cause ur a kid, tune?
20 mins ago. i think i had a shock to the system when i heard the music and saw the truck. yet at the same time very sad b/c there were no kids around, so really it just looked like a sad white box playing out dated music that had no friends... :( sad face.
when's the last time you heard the sweet siren call of delicious, so bad for you, but who cares cause ur a kid, tune?
20 mins ago. i think i had a shock to the system when i heard the music and saw the truck. yet at the same time very sad b/c there were no kids around, so really it just looked like a sad white box playing out dated music that had no friends... :( sad face.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Monday, September 1, 2008
flying solo
It's monday on a finally beautiful day. I'm sitting in an empty theatre watching the sisterhood of the travelling pants 2. There are 7 females. I am the only non-pair.
What's better (or worse), watching a movie by myself or being the 3rd wheel of a couple?
EDIT: written on a monday at 4pm from mobile. NO PUBLISH BUTTON?!
What's better (or worse), watching a movie by myself or being the 3rd wheel of a couple?
EDIT: written on a monday at 4pm from mobile. NO PUBLISH BUTTON?!
Thursday, August 28, 2008
indian food buffet
already, the title of the blog post should scare you.
so i had my first taste of indian food EVER last night and it was buffet style!
let me paint you a picture. our table consisted of our plates of food (duh!) and 5 glasses of beverages. there were only 2 of us. 3 waters, 1 beer, 1 milk.
my FIRST time having indian food EVER. i don't do spicey.
which glass do you think got consumed first? um ya, milk. milk milk milk!! i think i only drank 1/10 of the pint of beer and probably half a jug of water before i realized i definitely had to order milk.
my stomach was yelling at me for betraying it's stomach lining with foreign spices.
i like to live on the edge. i will eat indian food again.
so i had my first taste of indian food EVER last night and it was buffet style!
let me paint you a picture. our table consisted of our plates of food (duh!) and 5 glasses of beverages. there were only 2 of us. 3 waters, 1 beer, 1 milk.
my FIRST time having indian food EVER. i don't do spicey.
which glass do you think got consumed first? um ya, milk. milk milk milk!! i think i only drank 1/10 of the pint of beer and probably half a jug of water before i realized i definitely had to order milk.
my stomach was yelling at me for betraying it's stomach lining with foreign spices.
i like to live on the edge. i will eat indian food again.
i heart bold
can i just say, i heart my blackberry bold?!
i've named it bold bob b/c quite frankly what is a better name than that?
... mhh maybe babaganoush retardo franklin james.... it's what i'm going to name my kid.
i've named it bold bob b/c quite frankly what is a better name than that?
... mhh maybe babaganoush retardo franklin james.... it's what i'm going to name my kid.
coming out of the woodwork
nothing like good bonding over an epic conert event, shared musical interests and a history of some 'fun' when reconnecting with someone after monthes of mutual silence.
today my day at work consisted of...
NOTE - please note the hello kitty holding the bear. i think that is quite an appropriate avatar...
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
counting down the days
i have left until i am unemployed.
courtesy of my dear friend, kg, thanks muffin!
courtesy of my dear friend, kg, thanks muffin!
Thursday, August 21, 2008
11am drinking
when 176 people are told AT THE SAME TIME they are all on 'work-leave' and have 12 weeks to get their shit together.
i'm just thankful for the 12 weeks, benefits and vacation that still apply in that time period.
so some 11am drinking was much needed. it was too epic. we were spread out at malones and at the cambie hostel... yes i ended up at the cambie hostel drinking beer and i believe a shot of fireball was involved! ya.. ya.. would NOT have drank that had it not already been for the copious amounts of beer i drank.
i'm just thankful for the 12 weeks, benefits and vacation that still apply in that time period.
so some 11am drinking was much needed. it was too epic. we were spread out at malones and at the cambie hostel... yes i ended up at the cambie hostel drinking beer and i believe a shot of fireball was involved! ya.. ya.. would NOT have drank that had it not already been for the copious amounts of beer i drank.
oriental
i dunno why, but just using the word oriental or in the sentance "ya'll oriental?"
we were at a pub when a man comes up to our table and just stands there smiling. 30 seconds. dead silence and eyes furiously glancing around with WTF in our eyes. was he a customer that we didn't recognize?!
then he opens his mouth. some incomprehensible southern accent is warbled out. alabama. this man is from alabama, completely drunk off his knocker, and is in vancouver for a yr as an engineer working on the rav line. how do we know this?! well b/c my friends decided to have a conversation with this stranger.
question of the night, "so what are ya'll anyway?"
i'm human, what about you?
phrase of the night, "you can't be north american, cause i know see you're eyes are not the same as mine!"
WOW.... just WOW...
FYI. i did NOT punch him in the balls.
we were at a pub when a man comes up to our table and just stands there smiling. 30 seconds. dead silence and eyes furiously glancing around with WTF in our eyes. was he a customer that we didn't recognize?!
then he opens his mouth. some incomprehensible southern accent is warbled out. alabama. this man is from alabama, completely drunk off his knocker, and is in vancouver for a yr as an engineer working on the rav line. how do we know this?! well b/c my friends decided to have a conversation with this stranger.
question of the night, "so what are ya'll anyway?"
i'm human, what about you?
phrase of the night, "you can't be north american, cause i know see you're eyes are not the same as mine!"
WOW.... just WOW...
FYI. i did NOT punch him in the balls.
not the brighest cookie in the jar
um hello, but in canada the legal drinking age is 18! i like how they debate if they should make the drinking age in the states 18 when at 18 you can carry a firearm... gee i wonder why there are so many f'd up ppl in the states!!
at least in london they've got it right. knives... knives are the way to go. more viscious. i hope i don't turn into a knife stat while i'm there!
at least in london they've got it right. knives... knives are the way to go. more viscious. i hope i don't turn into a knife stat while i'm there!
inconvenience
wtf, i had forgotten my password to my blog site, but i swear to gawd it was the password i've always been using... i think google's just trying to mess with my head. nonetheless, do not panic, i am here. though i did panic for about 30 seconds when i thought i could never blog again! god forbid.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
it's been awhile...
hi, sorry i haven't posted, it's been awhile, plus a lot of stuff i would post about just isn't quite rated b (for blog) enough as i'm smart enough to realize this could potentially be read by future employers, lovers, ex-lovers, enemies, and oh yes frienemies... hah yet, i'm okay to rant about what a total loser i am...
needless to say, i'm fine. sorting thru life. looking forward to my euro trip.
will update with some fun in due time.
needless to say, i'm fine. sorting thru life. looking forward to my euro trip.
will update with some fun in due time.
mad skillz
so i had lunch with my uber busy, super smart friend, shirls the other day.
shirls - "ya so i'm terrified, b/c i can't swim-"
me - "WHAT!?"
shirls - "i can't ride a bike either..."
my dear, did you not have a childhood?! kidding, kidding, i'm not knocking your parents parenting skills, just... what happens if you were thrown into water and then told to ride a bike afterwards?
some skills are just required in life...
shirls - "ya so i'm terrified, b/c i can't swim-"
me - "WHAT!?"
shirls - "i can't ride a bike either..."
my dear, did you not have a childhood?! kidding, kidding, i'm not knocking your parents parenting skills, just... what happens if you were thrown into water and then told to ride a bike afterwards?
some skills are just required in life...
Thursday, August 7, 2008
from the boss
"Ps – I’m all for laughter but lets make sure we don’t disturb others working…just a notch or two down is all. :) "
no more laughter. ever.
sad face. forever.
no more laughter. ever.
sad face. forever.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
smiles
so i tried smiling this morning rather than my usual deadpan morning face that i put on with my sunglasses... u know sometimes it's just less effort to crack that smile. Anyway, this morning I decided to put on a half-smile, at least so I didn’t look growly or pouty, when getting my starbucks, and lo and behold, cute guy, no edit, cute MAN, smiles BACK AT ME, in my head I’m like wtf, what you smiling at?!, but the guy keeps smiling at me
he: oh you must be on vacation to be smiling like that
me: no, no, not on vacation. Just really happy that’s warm and sunny outside
more smiles from the both of us J J
more chit chat
me internal: oh good god don’t look like a douche
he: you just made my day smiling like that!
oOOooo
incidentally, we reach the door together, he holds it open for me, WHO DOES THAT ANYMORE!? And we walk outside.
End of story.
Beginning of a great day.
Yes, all it takes are 2 mins of random smiling and chit chat to make myself feel better.
I think I’ll try this smiling bit more.
he: oh you must be on vacation to be smiling like that
me: no, no, not on vacation. Just really happy that’s warm and sunny outside
more smiles from the both of us J J
more chit chat
me internal: oh good god don’t look like a douche
he: you just made my day smiling like that!
oOOooo
incidentally, we reach the door together, he holds it open for me, WHO DOES THAT ANYMORE!? And we walk outside.
End of story.
Beginning of a great day.
Yes, all it takes are 2 mins of random smiling and chit chat to make myself feel better.
I think I’ll try this smiling bit more.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
BE.TRAY.AL
that's right ms chu. that's right.
it goes in the blogger.
2 MONTHES?! i get why... but... but... and but...
literally, every one of my single, or so i thought single, girls are being de-singlized (i dun care if that's not a word, it is now!) by these BOYS. BOYS ARE TROUBLE, TROUBLE LIKE COPS.
I still believe, shirls, i still believe. as proven by the fact they've taken over my ladies.
pout.
it goes in the blogger.
2 MONTHES?! i get why... but... but... and but...
literally, every one of my single, or so i thought single, girls are being de-singlized (i dun care if that's not a word, it is now!) by these BOYS. BOYS ARE TROUBLE, TROUBLE LIKE COPS.
I still believe, shirls, i still believe. as proven by the fact they've taken over my ladies.
pout.
random
is when the gf of a co-worker adds you on facebook when i've only spent about 30 mins total in her presence over a span of 4 visits to their apartment... um... stalker?
I. DON'T. EVEN. KNOW. YOU.
i've hung out with your bf though. is THAT what you're afraid of?!
needless to say i accepted her 'friend' request, but pretty much blocked everything else on my profile. what can i say, i'm just as curious now about her as she is of me?! plus what if she accuses me of facebook ignoring the next time i see her? awk.ward...
I. DON'T. EVEN. KNOW. YOU.
i've hung out with your bf though. is THAT what you're afraid of?!
needless to say i accepted her 'friend' request, but pretty much blocked everything else on my profile. what can i say, i'm just as curious now about her as she is of me?! plus what if she accuses me of facebook ignoring the next time i see her? awk.ward...
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