San Diego Adventures

Going to San Diego was quite a journey. Hitching a ride with my dad to Cerritos for Jason's baptismal only to leave 4 hours later with Marvin whom I've only met the weekend before at Tao through Aprille. Marvin takes me to San Diego where he tries to scare me with a story of the haunted freeway. It's off the Sorrento Valley exit on the 805 South freeway. The story is that a long time ago, there was an accident on that exit involving a school bus where there were either a few fatalaties if not all. And they say that the exit is now haunted by the children who passed away that fateful day. The exit is on a downward slope and at the end of the exit is a stop light. They say if you stop your car at the light and put it on neutral, your car will be pulled up the slope all the way to the top. As we exit the freeway, Marvin stops his car and puts it on neutral and low and behold, we go up the ramp! I'm so glad that it was daytime because that would hella freak me out even more at night.
Finally getting to Lyn's house, the girls take a nap to get ready to go clubbing later that night. The night was short lived because of some drama among their friends so we end up at Russ' house to party some more. I guess we were so exhuasted and drunk. We get to his house and laid down on the living room floor to watch some tv and the next thing we know is that it's 7 in the morning and we have blankets on us.
Aprille and I left Sunday with barely any gas left in her tank. We couldn't find a Cheveron so she said she could make it from San Diego to Ontario with very little gas. She promised me we'll get gas there. She exited in Corona looking for a gas station because we were on EMPTY. We circle around a shopping center looking for a gas station and no luck. Luckily for us, we miss our freeway entrance and we found a gas station just in time. Beggers can't be choosers when we're on empty. We had to get gas at Shell. A lot more happened in my one day stay in San Diego but these were just the highlights.

Let Me Go

It's so hard to grow up with traditional Filipino parents because they will always believe their grown children are still children and still treat them like they are children. It's so hard for them to accept the fact that their children don't need to depend on them anymore. This year has been the first time I've gone out of town with friends without them and they kept calling me to see if I was okay. They don't realize that I can take care of myself. I'm financially independent and am capable of making my own decisions. It's really annoying when they are constantly calling and reminding me not to travel at night. Yes the sun goes down. No I cannot control it. And if I have to travel at night, I am capable of driving. They need to let me go before they push me away and they'll rarely see me.

Open Book

I've always been able to tell people everything about me, both good and bad. I've come to realize that maybe being an open book is not a good thing. It can backfire and work against me. At work, I've been honest about my life and what I do in my spare time. With friends, I've told a selected few everything about my life including personal secrets about the guys I've been with. I'm not one to keep minor secrets about people . I'll usually tell someone who's not in the circle and will never run into the person the secret is about.

My current secret. I slept with my best guy friend and we told each other we'd never tell anyone about us. We'd pretend we're having a secret love affair. The day after, Aprille asked me if I had sex and I automatically said yes. The only reason why I told her was because she has never met him and probably will never meet him. Ever since the cruise, I felt like we can talk about anything especially about sex. Then I asked if she had sex and she sadly said no since Rod was out of town. But she did tell me they did when I left his house two weekends ago. I said thanks for waiting for me to leave because I really don't want to hear them having sex, only because Aprille says she's pretty loud. LOL.

Never Say Never

I've done something that I've told myself I'd never do and I'm not ashamed of it either. Fatigue played a huge part of our early retire not feelings of uncomfortableness. The only thing that crossed my mind was what took so long and when will it happen again. And I know nothing will become of it because it's been over for quite awhile now. It's just happening for the present benefits and I'm okay with it this time around. Don't judge me for being a hypocrite. Thanks.

Adventures With Monica & Aprille

A night is never boring when Aprille and I are together. For one, neither one of us can say no to the other. Last night was no exception. We began our night pregaming in the parking lot of the Venetian and then concluding the pregaming inside the Venetian with Eddie and Aprille's friend Marvin. After a few shots of Coffee Patron and Hennessy, we continued our night at Tao. I haven't gone clubbing since January so I was pretty excited. We headed straight to the bar of course and ordered some vodka redbulls then ran around Tao looking for Lisa. A few vodka redbulls later, we were having a good time trying to loose our cockblockers Marvin and Eddie. Aprille had the hiccups so we left Tao where she refused to stop by the bathroom to let me pee. We got to her car and she opened the two doors on her side and told me to pee in the parking lot. I've never done that before in Vegas, only in California. We both got in her car and she tried to convince me we can both just drive home. I told her that we're staying in her car until we sober up because we're definitely both trashed. She parked her car next to my car and we passed out. Everything after this is a little blurry.

I was told that Mikey and I were communicating at this point and he found us because we kept honking our horn for like 20 minutes. We knocked out in Aprille's car with the engine running when they reached us and they got into Aprille's car. They woke us up and she's convinced she can drive again so she pulls out of the parking space and she tried to make a left turn towards the elevators where we yell to turn right so she made a sharp right turn and parks her car where we passed out again. The next thing I remember is they woke us up and I convinced them to take my car to my house where we both pass out on my bed. Two hours later, the tables are turned and Aprille is the one trying to wake me up to get me to take her home.

Last weekend, I was waking her up at Rod's house to take me home after a night of partying. We both try to find a few things around my room including her keys. Apparently she was able to put her key on the key chain and there was money all over my room. Not sure why her money was everywhere. All I know was, last night was an awesome time and we're both going to California this weekend and I can't wait. Stay tune for the next adventures with Monica and Aprille! And of course, we never drink and drive that is why we were sleeping in the car. I know when I can drive and I'm really good at reading people to know if they can't drive either. I'm thankful Mikey was there to insist on finding us to make sure we were okay. I just hate how I'm never sleeping on the weekends now. But I realized that my bed was pretty busy this weekend. ;)

Camera Miracle

It's a miracle! I fixed my camera using every guy's method. Forcing the lens to close by hitting it against my hand. Once the lens were closed, I pushed the power button not sure if I want it to turn on or not. If it turns on, then I'll have no excuse to buy another camera. If it doesn't turn on, then I'll mourn the loss of a great camera. What happened? It turns on. Don't get too excited. It's not the same camera as it was two weeks ago. It turns on with the lens a little zoomed in and I can't zoom out any farther than that. It turns on to a blurry lens until you zoom in and out to adjust the focus. I've decided I'm still going to buy a new camera. Use this old camera whenever I go out to events that involves alcohol and use the new one for other things. So no more mourning my camera. It has resurrected from the dead!

24 is Expensive

• New camera: $300
• Two new tires: $160
• Birthday trip: $500
• Being able to say I had a good time: priceless

I've only been 24 over a week and I've already experienced some bad luck and an overload in my budget. Aprille, Julia, and I all have the same problem. Parents financially taking advantage of us because we have a career. The 2 years I've been working, I've never really spent anything on myself. Yes, I buy myself clothes and such, but all my big expenses goes to my parents. I think the most I spent on myself at one time was $200. So we definitely indulged on the cruise. Unfortunately, while on the cruise, I broke my camera. I'm not angry at Julia for dropping it since I know it was an accident. And plus I wanted a new camera anyways. Bad luck number 1.

Then on Saturday, we had a one week reunion from our vacation and went to Blue Martini. We bought quite a few drinks and drank like we were in Mexcio. Julia kept telling everyone it was my birthday so everywhere I went people greeted me like we were in Mexico again. At the end of the night Aprille, Rod, and Phil were walking me to my car when we noticed I had a flat tire. Great! Bad luck number 2. So I spent the night at Rod's house only to wake up at 6am freaking out because I didn't want it to look like I spent the night at a guy's house with my whole family on my dad's side spending the night at my house. I didn't know what to do so I called Aprille's phone hoping she'd pick up. There was no way in hell was I going in their room. I do not want to walk in the middle of anything. I finally get a hold of her 30 minutes later and we slowly get going. Walking through the front door at 8am to my grandparents in the living room was pretty humiliating. I immediately say I got a flat tire and spent the night at Aprille's house and she just dropped me off. I said that my car was the only lucky one since it was the only thing that got nailed that night. We were all too drunk to get lucky. I found out on Monday that someone had slashed my tire instead of the nail flatening it. I immediately thought Linda did it but I have no proof. Yes she was there at Blue and yes she does hate me, but can she be that cruel? If it was her, then I hope Karma tortuously bitch slaps her.

People say bad things happen in threes just like death so I'm waiting for my 3rd bad luck. I'm just hoping it's not as expensive as the other two. From the pattern the cost of my bad luck is decreasing but the impact on me increases. Let's just hope that I'm done with the bad luck. I can't afford it. Maybe the universe is telling me to take another vacation. I really do deserve another one.

(H)O-LA!

Mexico was an awesome vacation and birthday in one. Even though it was only the three of us, I wouldn't change anything. Aprille and Julia are the greatest vacation buddies I could ever ask for. We all bonded with each other and realized how similar we all are. We were together the whole time from beginning to end. We shared our deepest secrets and made new secrets with each other. You would think there were more people in our room since we were so loud but it was just the three of us. All we talked about were the show Friends, food, alcohol, sex/penis looking objects, and pizza. There were so many phallic looking objects on that ship. It's like a porn convention. We were pretty popular for our vulgar behavior and being the ones from Vegas. And we were drinking the whole time since none of us had to drive anywhere. We just had to be able to get to the right room, unless someone said "pizza" then the other two would go upstairs and get some pizza while the other would get some "pizza". We all agreed that Mexico was OUR Las Vegas and promised to not divulge everything that happened on the trip. Let's just say that we took over 300 pictures and only about 100 can be posted online. Everyone keeps asking about the trip and all I can do is say, "I had a good time" with a big smile on my face. We made up a new dance and our theme song for the trip was Pretty Ricky's song On the Hotline. Driving home with an hour of sleep was crazy. And sleeping 13 hours to catch up on the lack of sleep felt great. We're already ready for the next trip, Cabo San Lucas. Til next time, Adios!

Overhearing Conversations

Me: Eye Candy lounge is alright. The only time I've been there, I was sober.

Aprille: You? Sober? Why?? Did you make another bet?

Me: Oh no. I couldn't drink cuz I was on medication.

Aprille: Medication?! That just sounds so wrong. If someone overheard our conversation, they'll wonder if you're crazy.

Me: Oh yeaaaa. Maybe I should say, I was taking my psychotic medication and see who starts walking faster cuz they were listening on our conversation.

Aprille: LOL. If they only knew.....