Double Shocker

Wow! I can't believe it. Both Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson died today. It was sad to hear Farrah lost her battle with cancer this morning, but to hear Michael Jackson died later in the afternoon. That was quite a shocker! I'm actually really sad to hear such a great performer dying so young. Everyone at worked actually stopped cuz everyone was shocked. We were all visiting each other's cube to just talk about Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett. I bet Farrah is up in heaven saying, "Damn it MJ, why do you gotta outdo my death?" Just kidding! They are in a better place and at least Farrah can now rest in peace. I read she was struggling with cancer for 2 years. At least she's not suffering anymore. I remember when I was younger I'd constantly ask my dad if he could play his Michael Jackson record. Yes, my dad played vinyl records in the 90s. I wanted him to play "Billie Jean" so I can pretend I'm doing the moon walk. I wonder if my dad still has that vinyl. Rest in peace to both of them.

A Fat Girl Inside

I swear I feel like I'm a fat girl inside. Food is my weakness and it will always be. I'm always thinking about food and lately I've been in a baking mood which is not good for my workout schedule. I've also been snacking a lot lately, which is a good thing. I'm eating little meals every couple of hours. My coworker gets a kick out of it. I'm always telling him around 9am that I'm hungry. But they are also shocked as to how much I can eat. When I eat, I can go to town if I wanted to. Hopefully it doesn't catch up to me when I get older. One good thing is that I can push myself to workout so I guess it's a good balance. I eat crap and then work it off later. One day I'll get that flat stomach when I have self discipline to what I put in my mouth.

You Didn't Go to Mine, So Why Do I Have to Go to Yours?

I've created a monster 3 years ago. 3 years ago, my friend from junior high broke up with her boyfriend of like 5 years. I felt bad for Bobby because he was so depressed. So 3 years ago, I was all about clubbing all the time. Every weekend, I was dancing and drinking the night away. I brought Bobby with me a few times since he never went clubbing before. He fell in love with both clubbing and me, and only one of us returned their love. Can you guess it wasn't me? And from then on, he's been clubbing EVERYDAY. I have no idea how he does it. I'm told he still has his pharmacy tech job. How does he have the energy and money to still be clubbing this much? And since then, he's been all about partying. His birthday is no exception. Every year, he's been celebrating his birthday for a whole week. Who does that?! Who has the time to do that? Anyways, he keeps advertising it on facebook, myspace, and through texts. It's so annoying. He wants us to come and celebrate his birthday all week, but Jill and I realized on Friday that he never comes to our birthdays. How fair is that?? So on Friday, we were all trying to decide what to do after dinner, and none of us wanted to go clubbing with him. He just doesn't make it appealing anymore. With all the constant updates and reminders, it just sounds more like a chore then a celebration. Oh well. Happy birthday anyways Bobby.

Public Nail Cutter

My biggest pet peeve has to be cutting nails in public. Especially in closed quarters such as the office! The only time nails should be cut is at a salon when you're getting your nails done. I walked into the office this morning and right when I sat in my cube, I hear someone cutting their nails. I have a feeling who it was since it was coming from in front of me on the other side of my cube wall. I doubt that his nails would come flying to my side of the wall, but just hearing those nails being clipped just gives me the hebegeebees. It's just the thought that a nail that's not mine can go into my own personal space. It's just a personal hygiene that should be kept personal in your own home.

I'm Just Not That Into Him

I can go a long time without talking to him. Even thinking about him. I guess I'm just not that into him anymore. And in the beginning when I realized this, I felt bad. Mainly because I thought he was really into me. But I think we've come to a mutual understanding without having the awkward "I like you but not like like you" talk. He doesn't call me anymore. He texts me on the weekends when he's already out. I'm relieved. I think ever since he got sent to jail for DUI, my attraction for him diminished. I wasn't trying to be judgmental because a lot of my friends and I have driven when we shouldn't have. I'm not proud of myself that I can admit to driving while under the influence. I thank God that nothing happened. Ever since PJ passed away last year, I'm more aware as how capable I am of driving after a night of drinking. There were a couple of times where I wasn't able to hold my liqueur but I have great friends to drive me home. It was the fact that this was his second time running in with the law and both times he firmly believed he wasn't in the wrong. When he point blank said the cops should have just let him with a warning turned me off. It showed that he doesn't take responsibilities for his actions and can't admit when he's wrong. So I shall be moving on with the next guy. Who's next in line? Just kidding! I think I'll enjoy singlehood. I like just hanging out with whoever I want and not having to be half there with the company. Everytime I'm dating someone, I'm always busy texting them while I'm hanging out with friends. So for now, my friends can have my full attention.

What's His Deal?

My dad has always had a temper. Ever since I could remember he rarely came with my mom, sister, and me to family events when it comes to my mom's side. He always used work as an excuse since he does work at night when we usually stuff. But when it's his day off he will say he doesn't have a life and would rather just stay home. It seems like he's just getting worse as the years go by. I have no idea what's his deal. It's like he's depressed or something. It worries me sometimes because he'll just push my mom farther and I'll just get more irritated with him. Hopefully he'll wake up and realize that by isolating himself from these events, he'll just isolate himself from us. But I doubt he'll change. As people grow older, the harder it is for them to change.