Not April Fools

So I was going to play an April Fools joke on everyone yesterday and make it a fun day. Instead, April Fools wanted to play the joke on me. Instead of it being funny though, I ended up crying. Last night, Eric and I were just irritating the hell out if each other. It all started with me bringing up a good friend of mine. Awhile back I confessed to him that she hated him the first time she saw him at the party we first met because he looked like a bad boy. She was just being protective of me like a good friend and wanted the best for me. He was taken back by the prejudgment that he instantly said he hated her for that. Well last night was the last straw. We got into an argument of judging people and how he hates it when people prejudge you based on what you look like. Honestly, everyone does it. It's the people who act on their judgment and don't give anyone a chance who are pricks. After some disagreements, I didn't want to talk anymore. I was getting frustrated that he wasn't open minded that I gracefully surrendered my feelings towards prejudgment and said I'll just go to bed. We hung up and a second later he texts me asking if I was mad. Of course I was mad. He insulted my friend based on a prejudgment she made a few months ago in which she had confessed was wrong and has taken a liking to him without meeting him. After a few texts, he has agreed to be open minded and to meet her one day. It just seems that this distance between us is taking a toll on our relationship. He needs to come home soon or else the past two months of hard work will be worthless. I'm willing to fight for it but it's a two way street. I can't fight for two people.

Pressure Cruise

The more you pressure me into going, the more I'll say no. My family decided to go on a cruise to Mexico for the summer and it's such a good price too. I'd go in a heart beat if Jill would come with me but her work wouldn't let her take the time off so I'm not going. Now everyone keeps asking me to just go even though she couldn't come. The truth is, I'd never go with them by myself. I have a love/hate relationship with some of my family members. Don't get me wrong, I love them to death, but some of them I just can't stand. Ever since I can remember, some of my cousins think they can walk all over the younger cousins and belittle them just because they are older. And having to be with them for a whole weekend on a ship does not sound like a fun vacation. I'd rather save up my vacation time so I can go somewhere else with people I enjoy.

Abstinence

I was at the Nellis Air Force base with my family doing some grocery shopping. We entered through the food court and I all of a sudden got hungry. My aunt told me to buy something but I told her I can't eat fast food till Easter. And she said, "oh yea you're practicing abstinence." When she said that I thought she meant I'm practicing sexual abstinence. So I said, "oh no I'm not doing that, I gave up fast food."

Am I Selfish?

So I get the worst news a girl gets from her boyfriend today at 5pm. How can someone go from being extremely happy and excited to extremely sad within hours? Eric texted me saying he might be going to LA for a job and will be leaving on Sunday. Talk about bad timing since tomorrow is our one month anniversary and his birthday is next Thursday. He's been talking to people all day since the news so I have no idea what's going on. He says he's waiting for his boss at ufc to give him word that it's ok to go to LA and work. I know he'll be going to LA because he thinks it's a done deal but deep down I want her to tell him no. Am I being selfish that I want my boyfriend to be poor till his next job in May and stay here with me? I'm already crying and moping around preparing myself for two months of loneliness. But the good news is that our friend who introduced us will be in LA with him so at least he can watch over Eric. It's not that I don't trust him. I trust him completely, but just in case you know? Long distance is tough and I do hope everything works out for the best. I'll miss him so much. I hope 2 months passes by as quickly as the two months I've known him has. For now, you can find me in my room crying or maybe at a bar drinking. Either way I'll be counting down the days I see my boyfriend again.

My Wild Turkey Experience

So it was my friend Shawn's birthday on Saturday and I'd like to know what happened. I thought I was done getting drunk but since my lovely boyfriend was my designated driver and he gave me permission to get drunk, I took full advantage as I also did with him when we got to his place. Shawn's favorite drink is wild turkey even though it's the nastiest drink ever made. Well I guess it's not the nastiest, but it's pretty nasty without a chaser and I'm hardcore like that. I bought him a round to prove to him I can take it. Ever since we've met, he's been trying to get me to drink wild turkey and I kept refusing. Finally I gave in and took a shot with him without a chaser. Then I took 3 more shots of other alcohols and I was finished. I asked Eric to take me to his place so I can crash because I'm wasted. Next thing I know is I'm passed out on his bed and I'm trying to take advantage of my exhausted boyfriend. He was waiting hand and foot on me trying to get me water and making sure I won't oversleep while I'm trying to get him sleep with me. Apparently I'm really horny when I'm drunk and now he keeps teasing me about it. It was a pretty wild night and I'd like to remember more of it.

The V Word

Why does every guy run for their life when they hear a girl is a virgin? It's funny how we criticize grown women who are still virgins and are waiting for the one. Then we lie to ourselves on our wedding day and wear white when we all know that the bride is not a virgin. I had this huge crush on this guy last year and when he finally got the courage to kiss me, it was my birthday. He ended up taking me home because we all know the birthday celebrant has to get plastered on their birthday. Well one thing led to another and we ended up hooking up in his car and when it was time to do the deed, I sobered up and realized I was about to have sex with a guy I barely even know. I told him I didn't want to have sex because I'm a virgin and that was the last I heard of him. Now every time I see him at a party, he looks like he wants to say something to me but all I do is ignore him. He doesn't deserve my attention after the way he treated me.

Seems like history is repeating itself once again for me. Things are starting to heat up between me and Eric. We've been fooling around the past two weeks and I think I'm finally ready to have sex but I don't know how to drop the V bomb on him. From my past experiences, guys get freaked out and run for the door when they hear the word 'virgin'. I finally had the courage to tell Eric that I am indeed a virgin through text because the topic of number of partners came up while I was at work. I had to tell him zero. And I asked if he's turned off by it. His response? "Honestly, a little." Beat me down at my most vulnerable state. Then he says, "Well at least I know now not to put down nice sheets." Wow, what an insensitive thing to say. Even though I really wanted to have sex with him over the weekend, I told him let's wait a month before we have sex. He agreed and I told him that I want him to be more comfortable with the fact that I haven't had sex with anyone. After our conversation he went and took a nap and I called him after work. It's not the same anymore. At first I wish I didn't tell him that I was a virgin but at least now I know how he is. If he dumps me because it's too much to handle then he's not the person I thought he was. I told him in all fairness, I've fooled around with 3 guys. Well 4 including him. But at least I know I'm clean. When he had his whole herpes scare a few weeks ago, I stuck by him but he can't even stick by me for being a virgin and clean? How cruel is that. If he does dump me. Let's hope that he's different from the guys I've dated and accept the fact that I am a virgin. I am still the same person you liked yesterday.

Why Didn't He Call?

I was reading an article on MSN on reasons why even though you had a great date a few nights before, your date still hasn't called. It talked about that just because the guy hasn't called yet doesn't mean he's not that into you. He might have gotten tied up with something so don't worry too much about it. It's easier said then done. Women will always wonder why hasn't he called yet and if we're not good enough. It's in our nature.

When I first met Eric, he used to call me every other day until our second date. He didn't call me for almost 5 days and I got worried that he wasn't into me anymore. I panicked and started asking my guy friends advice based on our second date. That night, he texted me saying he was sorry for not calling lately because he's been working crazy hours and have been tired lately. So I was just overreacting but girls need closure. If a guy is not into me, I'd rather him tell me then leave me hanging. I hate all those 'what ifs' and if I'm told you're not into me, I can just move on faster.

The Unfamiliar

On Saturday my friend Rei celebrated his birthday at Lucille's and the default club for locals, the Lobby Club formally known as Whiskey. Everyone kept asking me if my boyfriend was coming and unfortunately I had to say no because he was working on Saturday. My friends were saying that it was weird asking about my boyfriend because they're not used to me having a boyfriend. I am the same way. I'm not used to saying I have a boyfriend. But Eric and I definitely became more comfortable as a couple and we instantly started acting like a couple.

On Friday, his friend was in town so he hung out with her while I was out with my girlfriends. He called me before meeting with his friend telling me where they were going. I texted him around midnight saying I was already home and he called me at 4 in the morning on his way home from his night. When I found out Rei wanted to go to the club after dinner, I asked Eric if he had a problem I was going to a club. His response? "No. Have fun. Just don't drink too much and no dudes ok?" My response? "I'm cutting back on my drinking already and I only dance with my girlfriends." He responded, "Well then, have fun!" I also texted him when I got home from the club. Funny how fast we were able to transition into being a couple.

Bar Food, Vibrators, and Thongs

Last night was the most random night I've had in a long time. I haven't had a girl's night in awhile so a few of my girl friends met up at a bar to have some happy hour cocktails and food. Everyone was gushing over the fact that I have a boyfriend now. You know how it is when you're in a new relationship. All my friends are really excited that I finally met someone after a couple of years of playing the field. Yea, Vegas men suck. It's hard to find a decent man in this city. Anyways, after everyone asking me questions about my relationship with Eric, my friend Mallory dropped some bad news on us. She broke up with her boyfriend of three years last week. She said he needs to grow up and get his life on track before they can be together. It's understandable. He doesn't have a car, he doesn't have that great of a credit, and he's always relying on her. So after dinner she and i were talking and she said she needs to find a rebound guy to have sex with since she's so used to getting laid everyday. But then she said she didn't want any emotional attachment to a guy so she said she wants to shop around to get a vibrator or a dildo. I've never been to a sex shop before so I was quite amazed as to all the varieties of dildos and vibrators they had. We were there for a good 30 minutes until she just bought one that looked nice and wasn't gigantic. After our little escapades at the sex shop we went to the Forums to do some shopping at Victoria's Secret and left with a bag full of panties. At the end of the night I told Mallory that her idea of me has changed now. Every time I see Mallory she says I have a drink but after last night, every time she sees me, she'll think of the night we bought a vibrator and some sexy panties. Talk about a sexy night but neither one of us got lucky. Well maybe one of us and it wasn't me.

How Gay Are You?

According to the Gay Meter, I'm 33% gay where "I'm a straight-laced girlie girl with just a hint of my butch side sometimes popping out." I told Eric to take it and let me know his results. It might change our relationship. Just kidding.

Myspace Status

Why is it that Myspace has become so mainstream that everything that happens has to revolve around Myspace? So my relationship status changed from being single to being in a relationship on Thursday when Eric asked me to go steady with him. I will forever tease him about that. Who says 'steady' nowadays? But that's what attracted me to him anyways. He's so different from a lot of guys out there. Anyways, I'm getting off track. Ever since he and I became a couple, a lot of my friends keep mentioning I must change my status on Myspace from being 'single' to being 'in a relationship'. I keep telling them that I'll change it eventually but I'd rather tell the important people in my life before changing my status. I don't want people resorting to the internet for updates on my life. I'd rather be the one to tell them about the most exciting news that's going on in my life right now then having them read it through the web. Besides no one has met him yet. For all they know, I probably just made him up right? Don't worry, he's very much real.

Late Night Texts Again.

So wondering how Eric asked me to be his girlfriend? Right after our date last week, we made plans to just watch movies at his house next Friday night (yesterday). He likes to make plans for our next date right when the current date is ending. Anyways, so he texts me on Thursday during work while I was watching Lost.

E: Want to go out go out?
M: What do you got in mind? [I'm thinking he wants to do something besides staying at home and watching movies]
E: No go out
M: What? Im confused lol. U asked me if i want to go out go out as in not stayin in ur house? lol can you clarify im having a blonde moment. lol
E: No date
M: Do i want to go out on a date? lol ask me da question again lol [I'm seriously confused]
E: You want to go steady lol
M: Steady as in....lol [At this point, I know where he's going but I want to mess with him and actually ask me to be his girlfriend]
E: Yea we have been talking for like two months if not thats cool
M: R u tryin to ask me to b ur gf? lol
E: I know i always feel weird saying it initially.
M: I was giving u a hard time lol i know wat steady meant lol i just wanted u to say gf lol but you didnt
E: Why u messin with me lol
M: Its fun and cuz ur cute. lol

He told me Friday morning that he knew what I was trying to get him to say that's why he didn't say 'girlfriend' but I made him say it last night when we were watching Princess Bride. He bought Princess Bride so I can watch it since I've never seen it before. Most guys would just rent it but he said it's a romantic movie and wants to own it so we can watch it more then once. And of course I said yes. :)

Story of My Life

Seems like history likes to repeat itself when it comes to my love life. Right when I finally feel happy, God pushes me off a cliff only to fall back to reality. I feel like I'm never meant to be happy. I really thought for the first time I finally found someone, then I wake up and find myself in the same relationship I was in last year. Don't get me wrong, Eric is an awesome guy. He's an awesome guy dealt with the wrong cards. Today he just told me that there was an outbreak at work and can change our relationship. He told me he found a rash on his arm when he work up today and that a few days ago someone got fired for lying about their health. This guy didn't let anyone know he had herpes and had an outbreak while on the job. One of his coworkers tested positive for it and now he has a feeling he has it too. Thanks a lot God. I was really excited when Eric asked me to be his girlfriend yesterday only to be kicked down today with this news. I pray that it's only a rash and we're overreacting. He was really worried when he was telling me and asked if I would break up with him if it was true he has herpes. I told him don't worry about it. Let's think positive thoughts and hope for the best. Please pray that it's just a rash or something not serious of the sort. I really dig this guy and I really think he will get along with everyone who is dear to my heart.

No Alcohol Please

So today is my first day I can drink now. I finally finished my month long bet with Moises where I can't drink at all and guess what? I didn't even feel like it. My friend Angela thought something was wrong with me when I refused to take shots with her. I took one shot of the lychee sake and even though it was really good, I didn't feel like drinking. So maybe there's hope for me in my new year's resolution of cutting back on the alcohol.

Just Another Day

So today is Valentine's day eh? I didn't even know Valentine's day was coming up that fast until my friend told me yesterday. I told her we'll go to the gym on Thursday and we'll have to work hard since we haven't been in awhile. And her response. "On Valentine's day?? Where's the love?" Ok, we'll take a break this week. Valentine's day is just another day for me. I'm usually single on this 'special' day so I don't really care for it. The past two years, my Valentine was a guy I was currently dating though. I guess since I'm usually single on Valentine's day, I don't really care for it even if I'm seeing someone. I guess I'm just not your typical girl who gets excited on this holiday. Maybe one day a guy will come along and change that. But for now, Happy Valentine's Day I guess.

History Repeaing Itself

It feels like I should be used to it by now. The phone rings and it's a relative looking for my mom delivering some bad news. It was exactly one year ago I was preparing to spend almost a week in California for my grandmother's funeral. I remember crying in my boss' office asking if I could go home early for the rest of the day. About a year and a month ago, we got that dreadful phone call that my grandmother had an accident and our phone was constantly ringing with news from relatives. It was about a year ago where I told Andrew I wouldn't be here for Valentine's Day because I'll be in California burying my grandmother. Today, I feel like I'm experiencing deja vu. Our phone constantly ringing. This time it's my grandma's brother. I was told during work by my aunt who was looking for my mom that he had collapsed and is now in critical condition. I instantly thought of the worst when I heard 'critical condition'. I am trying to be hopeful because I am not ready for another funeral. I'm not ready to go back to California dressed in black. I don't want to sound selfish but I don't want to have to tell Eric that I will not be here to celebrate our first Valentine's together. I feel like February is not my family's best month. It seems like Valentine's day isn't a holiday I should be celebrating. I want to be hopeful but 'critical condition' is just so...critical. And I overheard my aunt talking to my mom that he has a breathing tube to breathe for him and the doctors took 30 minutes trying to revive him. It doesn't look too good for my family. My family all felt that 2007 was the worst year of our lives. We lost the matriarch of the family, five years after we lost the patriarch. A lot of my family members are in the real estate business so a lot of them lost their jobs because of the housing market is in a slump. It seems like 2008 is mirroring 2007. This year is supposed to be a great year. It started off great. And I hope it'll stay like that, even just a little while.

Oh My Aching Ear

Earlier this afternoon I had this shooting pain in my ear. It was as if someone was poking the inside of my ear with a needle. Great. I think I have an ear infection. My aunt was at my house a few hours ago and I asked her what the symptoms were for an ear infection.

Ringing ears or clogged hearing. Check.
Headaches. Check.
Ear pains. Check.
Fever. Nope.

I'm hoping I don't have an ear infection. I'm going to California on Saturday and I don't think the high altitudes will agree with an ear infection. Pray for me.

Late Night Texts

E: Who is gonna be your valentine?
M: Hmm. I'm not sure who my valentine will be. No one yet. :(
E: Will you be mine or you got some other guy in mind?
M: Well there is this other guy lol jk ill b ur valentine ;)
E: You sure i dont want to twist your arm
M: lol im sure :) ur way cuter then the other guy anyways lol
E: lol your not so bad yourself

I'm glad we finally got text on our cell phone plan. It's the only time I get to talk to Eric now that he works graveyard. And talking to him more got him to ask me to be his valentine. I hope this year will be better then last year. Andrew was definitely a disappointment.

This Is Not a Facial, it's More Like a Chestial

I went to a spa last night to get a facial and instead the woman was more focused on my chest and neck area. I think she cleansed the skin on my neck and chest more then my face. Then when it came down to my face, she was doing some extractions that hurt like a mother. She was trying to get some of the white heads near my eyes which left me with some red marks like I had just tried popping a zit. Thanks a lot lady, and I have a date tonight. When she finally focused on my face she slathered on some clay mask on my face. A few minutes later, she was washing my face and was putting on some moisturizer. Then she continued to massage my face but with a tapping motion like she was slapping me with her fingers. If I wanted my face to get hit, I'd get in a fight. And then she started massaging my scalp which left me with extremely tangled hair. I left the spa looking like I had sex hair and I wasn't satisfied. Thank goodness that facial was free. I would not pay that much money for that kind of treatment. The last time I was there, I had the most amazing time. The girl was really sensitive to my skin's needs and knew what it needed. Next time, I'll be asking for Amber when I make my next appointment.

Have a Good Day Baby.

I really like being called baby by women who work at gas stations. I go to the same gas stations every week since I've started working at my current job. I alternate which gas station I visit depending on which is 5 cents cheaper. And each gas station leaves me feeling special and welcomed. I notice that the women who work in gas stations will call everyone baby.
"Hi baby, how can I help you?"
"Can I just have 20 bucks on number 2?"
"Alright. Have a great night baby."

Being called 'baby' by a stranger doesn't have to be creepy sometimes. Only when it's coming from a woman at a gas station. Oh yea, and I love it when my waitress calls me 'sweetie' or 'hunny' but they have to only be older women. I think it's cute when women call strangers using pet names. But of course, if a man calls me that then I'd be creeped out.

6 Years.

It's been six years since my grandpa has passed away and I still think about him from time to time. He was my first experience with death and I took it pretty hard. My family is pretty superstitious and believe that when someone passes, they will visit their loved ones for 40 days. A few days after he passed away, I believe he did visit me. I was in my room studying for an exam with the tv turned on in the background. That's how I study. While I was reading my notes, my tv kept turning off. Every time it turned off, I'd turn it back on. There was nothing on top of the remote to make the tv turn off. I ran out of my room to tell my sister. My sister said it was Papang's (what we call my grandpa) way of saying to focus on studying and to turn of the tv. I quickly turned off my tv and just focused on my notes.

Well, two days ago, I believe he visited me again. I was so exhausted from staying up late talking to Eric that I went to bed around 9:30pm on Thursday. I figured Eric wasn't going to call me since his time changed happened on Thursday and he'd be working graveyard now. Around 12:30am, I get a text message. I turned over and reached for my phone to read the text message. It was Eric greeting me good night. After I finished reading the text message, I looked up near my desk and I saw this figure. It looked like a tall man looking at me. I freaked out and turned my back to the dark figure and I closed my eyes. In my head I kept reciting the line, 'there's no one there, there's no one there.' The next day, I realized it might have been my grandpa looking out for me since it was close to his death anniversary. Or maybe he was approving of Eric. :)

In the Stars

So I added this horoscope application on Facebook awhile back and recently I've never been so amused with my horoscopes. It seems like the stars know that I'm dating someone who has some potential. For the first time, I feel optimistic about this guy. I'm trying to avoid admitting to myself that I'm falling for Eric because I'm scared of getting hurt but everyone seems to notice I am falling for him. Anyways, yesterday my horoscope told me

"You are a classic flirt today and you may have to turn the temperature down a notch or two because you'll be hot hot hot! Your energy is well into overload. You'll be sassy, spontaneous and highly attractive and there will be no better time than today for some extra-curricular recreation."

I'm sassy eh? And I'm looking for some extra curricular recreations. I wonder what those extra curricular recreations are.

And then today I logged onto Facebook to see what is in store for me today.

"Romantic energies are highly erratic and interesting today, but there is a monkey-wrench in the mixture. Keyword is "children". If you are a parent and have an amorous moment this evening, lock the door. If you are not a parent and don't want to become one, play safely!"

At least Facebook doesn't mind that everyone doesn't practice abstinence anymore and encourages safe sex. Too bad Eric is working tonight. Can I reuse a horoscope for a different day?

Bad Timing for Us

So at my friend's hotel party on the first Friday of the year, I met this guy. We instantly clicked. My friend thought we were dating at least two weeks when she saw us together. I felt that this guy was probably going to be the first guy to be different from the rest. He is really cute, funny, sweet, and he gives me his undivided attention. But I guess the dating gods like to play tricks on me. Even though I may be jumping the gun and I'm probably just overreacting but I think this weekend will probably be the last time I see Eric. Last night, Eric told me that his work shift is going to change sooner. His shift is 6pm-6am six days a week where my work shift is 8am-5pm. This will be his shift till the UFC season is over in the end of March. How cruel is that. I'm so used to talking to him for a few hours almost every night since we've met. I just wish we met after the season is over or maybe a month earlier. This weekend will be our second official date but it feels like we've been together for at least a month. But you'll never know. It'll be like a long distance relationship. If we really do like each other that much, we'll make it work. Just pray that it does work out. I'm really happy for the first time. Well except now cuz now I'm worried something will ruin my happiness after I waited so long.

Your Ami

I was watching America's Funniest Home Videos and I saw the cutest video ever. This little girl that's around 4 or 5 years old was on a beach and her dad was asking her where she was.
Dad: Sweetie, tell everyone where we are.
Girl: We're in your...ami.
Dad: No, the word is 'Miami'.
Girl: Yeah, we're in your...am..ami.
Dad: Nooo. Ok. We're in your ami.
Girl: Oh ok. We're in Mine ami.

I could just eat her up. It was the cutest thing ever. It makes me want to go to your ami for some sun.

GHETTO

So last night my friend Angela threw a suite party at Mandalay Bay. Oh man, this suite was like a condo. It was huge! The alcohol flowing. The music bumping. Seeing everyone you haven't seen in awhile. It was a great party until security came knocking at the door. Apparently there was about 27 complaints that we were too loud. After everyone left, Angela saw that some people stole things from the mini bar. Talk about ghetto with a capital G. There was so much alcohol in the bar and people stole the mini alcohol. So not only did Angela pay for the alcohol, room, and food, but she now has to pay for the overpriced alcohol someone stole. It's so hard to trust people these days.

My Plan For 2008

It's only been two days into the new year and my plan for this year is to survive. I want to be able to see 2009. Two days into this new year, I've had about four really close car accidents. But with my quick reflexes I was able to avoid them. There are so many stupid drivers out there, including me. So far I was able to avoid the following car accidents.

- January 1st, 3am. Driving home with a friend of mine talking about where to make a quick food run before getting home. As I am approaching the intersection with a green light ahead, I see at the corner of my eyes a car whose light is clearly red will not slow down. He was surely going at least 45mph and was probably too drunk to notice the red light.
- January 1st, 3:15am. Still driving home while talking to my friend about the car who just drove through a red light and looking for Jack in the Crack [Box]. Distracted I drive through a red light. So maybe the previous driver wasn't really drunk and was doing a food run as well.
- January 2nd, 5:30pm. Driving home from work, I switch lanes to the far left while a car in the outer right turning lane decides to switch to the same lane. I'm swerving between both lanes trying to gain control of my car since I was going about 40 mph.
- January 2nd, 6:30pm. Driving on the freeway to Henderson to a casino for diner. On the far left lane when the car next to me decides he doesn't want to exit and goes straight trying to get into my lane causing me to quickly break to avoid him.

I sure hope that 2008 isn't my year for a car accident. I've never been in a car accident and I sure don't want it to be anytime soon. Pray that I survive 2008 guys!

And Who's House is This?

My dad's friend from the Philippines stayed at my house last year because her sons wanted to find a better job in America then they can get in the Philippines. At first I didn't mind because I'm sure they would do the same thing for us if we visit the Philippines. But just because you stay in our house for a month doesn't mean it's actually your house. A few weeks ago, they came back and stayed in my house again. The last time they were here, her sons weren't successful at finding a job and ran out of time. Their temporary visa expired and they were sent back to the Philippines. So the woman, one of her sons, and a friend from California came to stay at my house for a couple of days. The moment Vickie stepped in my house, she pretty much felt at home. She was going through our cabinets and made herself coffee. She was making herself food and left a lot of mess for us to clean up. One day, my cousin came over real quick to drop something off and she offered him hopia that my mom made and always gave away every Christmas. The way she offered it appeared as if she was the one who made them. After three days, I think my mom got so irritated that my dad took them to our other house to stay at.

I think the icing on the cake was when Vickie's friend Evelyn thought she could do the same thing and act as if she lived in our house. We just met the woman a few weeks ago when Vickie came back to Las Vegas. A couple of days ago, Evelyn and Vickie came over and were talking downstairs with my mom while my mom was making dinner. When all of a sudden Evelyn gets up and goes upstairs without asking my mom. My mom didn't even know she was going upstairs until Vickie asked where she was going. Evelyn's response. 'I'm going upstairs to use the internet. I want to check my tickets online.' My mom was shocked to hear this woman whom we barely even know is going upstairs without asking permission. My mom wanted to slap her. But my mother is a classy woman and would never do such a thing but I can't say the same thing for myself. When I heard she didn't even ask my mom if she could come upstairs made me furious. Who does that? These people need to learn some respect for other people's homes.

Same Resolution As Always

So it's that time of year when everyone prepares to make their typical New Year's resolution. You know, the 'I'll get fit', the 'I'll stop smoking', etc types of resolutions. Well my resolution is pretty much the same thing. I believe 2008 will be a great year. I definitely learned a lot about myself in 2007. I've been through a roller coaster of emotions and I think I've grown up a bit this year. So my New Year's resolution for 2008 is:

- Get fit & healthy. I always say I'm going on a diet, but this year, I'm not calling it a diet. I will be getting healthy.
- Fix skin. I haven't had clear skin since puberty and I'm tired of it. Lots of people still have acne after their teen years but my skin seems to be more severe then others. I'm tired of touching up my pictures but the positive part is I'm getting better at photoshop. I'm going to a dermatologist or maybe a medspa to get it cleared. I just hope it works.
- Find love. I want to prove that there are decent guys out there in Las Vegas. I don't want some random hook up. I don't want to date around. I want just one guy out there to prove to me he's not like any other guy in Las Vegas. I think I'll try and give most guys a chance this year instead of being so picky.
- Travel. I want to at least travel out of the country once this coming year. Even if it's Mexico. I learned that a vacation really does wonders.
- Love my job. I want to be able to love my job even if it's not my current job. If an opportunity knocks at my door, I will consider it instead of saying yes then backing out. I did that a lot this year and I'm sure I missed out on a lot of great opportunities.
- Less drinking. Okay, maybe this one will be harder especially when a lot of my friends strongly disagree on this topic. I think instead I'll say, I'll drink less then I usually do when I do drink. Instead of drinking 5 shots, I'll drink 3 shots. This will help my liver too.
- Private life. I've been known to never being able to keep things a secret either if it's my personal life or other lives. If there's drama in my life, I tell everyone. So here's to keeping my mouth shut in 2008. I don't need to tell everyone about my personal life. Only the selected few.

I'll let you know next New Year if I succeeded in any of these resolutions. I'll see you next year!

Not Our Typical Christmas

So this year was the first Christmas without my grandparents and is officially the first year we broke our Christmas tradition. Ever since I could remember, my whole family on my mom's side would spend Christmas together under one roof. And it takes a big roof to house us too. My mom had nine brothers and sisters and each sibling has at least two children. So you do the math. Christmas was never quiet. Even though we all weren't together this year, it was still a loud Christmas. While 90% of my family members were in California celebrating Christmas, the few that were left behind in Las Vegas came over to my house. And if you know my family, the holiday was spent gambling, eating, and singing. It would have included alcohol but the majority of the people at my house were under aged. Instead my cousin brought over a bingo game and we gambled instead. I even walked away with five bucks. Everyone had a singing contest to see who could get the highest point on the magic mic. You are not Filipino if you don't have a magic mic. But the best part was watching my godson Angelo open up his presents. I bought him this K'nex building set and he was so excited that he opened it up right away. The cutest part was that while he was building away with his hands, his foot was holding the manual open. My godson is only six years old and he was able to build all sorts of stuff.

Not So Subtle

My friends and I concluded our party hopping night at Griffins which is a local bar in downtown. Everyone was in the back of the bar sitting and socializing with the birthday girl and her graduate boyfriend. My friends and I wanted to hang out by the bar for easy access to the alcohol. As you can tell my friends and I love our alcohol. We have to be near it at all times. But anyways, seven girls near the bar can sure attract some attention. This drunk guy came stumbling towards our group and started talking to us.

Kathrina: Hey what's your name?
Drunk guy: My name is Robert. Yours?
Kathrina: [points at me] Her name is Monica. [grabs our friend Angela] Ok, we have to go.
Me: Ohhh my gaaawwd.
Drunk guy: Why did she do that? Does she think I'm cute?
Me: She wants me to get some action.

At the end of the night, Angela ended up hanging out with Robert more then me and I ended up hanging out with Robert's friend Nick. And none of us got any action which is okay with me because I'm not like that. I wait till the second meeting for some action. I'm just kidding!

He Looks Gay With His White Buttons Anyways.

So my sister and I were baking gingerbread men when we couldn't figure out how to store them. Their frostings haven't dried yet so we decided to just lay them in a tupperware. We had one more man left and couldn't find a place where to put him. We called this lone man Afro man because he was the only one we made with an afro. We don't discriminate here man. There was only one place to put Afro man. On top of another man. And my sister yelled out, 'No not Afro man! He's not gay! Here take him. He looks gay with his white buttons anyways.' Oh my God. I thought I was going to die laughing. I was on the floor laughing. Ladies and gentlemen....here is the lovely couple hiding in the corner.

Flip Cup

Drinking games suck! They are so fun but in the end, you will lose. Last night a friend of Kathrina's was throwing a house party and she said that it will be a little reunion for us. So we decided to go to the party. A lot of the people there were at a Halloween party we went to back in October. I didn't remember a lot of their names so I ended up just calling them by what their costumes were. After reintroducing ourselves, the fun began when someone mentioned flip cup. Flip cup is the best game ever! But you get wasted so fast. Everyone was using beer for the game and since I hate beer, one of the guys I met before made me a Pepsi and vodka concoction. About 4 games in, I ran out of alcohol so he gave me orange juice and vodka. By game 7, everyone was buzzed and I was feeling good. And of course my team won. But don't you just hate when alcohol just creeps up on you and you suddenly get really drunk really fast? Well that's what happened to me and Kathrina had to help me in the bathroom while I threw up. Not once, but multiple times. And I think by the fourth time, I asked her if we could leave. Since she was the driver, we ended up at her house and I passed out on her bed for two hours. And now I have this lingering headache that's a reminder of last night's festivities. This is the price I pay for having people make me my drinks without me watching them. I don't know how much alcohol was in those drinks but it must have been a lot because just last week I was playing king's cup and I had a lot of vodka without any consequences. Whoever invented drinking games, I hate you! Okay, I'm just kidding. Maybe.

I met this guy last night who was able to finish the rubik's cube in mere minutes! I was really amazed or maybe I was just really drunk that it looked cool at the time.

What Do You Really Want To Do?

Is there really anyone out there who really loves their job? I mean, really LOVE their job. My friend Apple and I had a conversation about careers and school and why we're in situations where we're not happy. She's currently going to school majoring in Biology but doesn't really want to go into the medical field. I finished college with a degree in computer science and don't see myself working in this industry for the rest of my life. So then I told her my dream was to go back to school, preferably culinary school. My dream is to be a pastry chef and make all these creations you can only imagine. The foodnetwork is constantly playing in my room while I mentally take notes on the various techniques the chefs show us. I told my parents my dream of being a pastry chef and they just ignored it and convinced me to just finish school with a degree. Apple understood why I finished school with a degree I didn't want to have. Growing up in a traditional Filipino family, school is very important and you need to finish with a practical degree. That's why she's finishing school in Biology with her dream on the back burner. I wonder how many people give up their dreams for the practical route. One day I'll definitely go back. I'm thinking fall semester I'll take a class or two. It'll also be nice to meet new people. Working in an office isn't meant for me. I need interaction with people, not email. One day. I hope.

Estimated Completion Date

What is your definition of estimated completed date? Do you think January 2008 is a good estimated completion date? Apparently it's not. The jackass coworker gave me a lecture in front of everyone with his high almighty voice that it's too open ended. But that's what estimated completed date is. It's suppose to be open ended to allow flexibility. Whatever. Someone has a stick up their ass. I'm pretty much ready to just throw in the towel and call it a good run. On my way home last night, I was preparing a 2 weeks notice speech for my boss. I'm tired of him. I've put up with his crap for a year and a half now and I'm not getting paid enough to deal with his attitude. I've tried to stay out of his way. Tried being nice. But after his little fit today, I was ready to go off at him. He has more mood swings then a girl on pms. I need to update my resume asap.

I Wasn't an English Major

If you've been reading my blog, you can tell English wasn't my best subject. You know that saying. You're either an English or a Math person but not both. Well I'm a math person. I understand numbers. I enjoy formulas. That's why I became a Computer Science major. More math, less English. I was always docked for not fully commenting my programs even though they worked perfect. Since I was the newest employee at the time, my boss decided I should be in charge of documentation. I know! My worst nightmare! I have to make sure that all our documents are up to date with the latest procedures. Since the addition of the newest members, I've delegated some of the documents to them but not all.

Today, I asked my coworker if he could review something before I assign it to a manager because I know my wording wasn't that effective as to what I was trying to say. And his response was to just take responsibility and accept the consequences if it's incorrect. Talk about team player. And then he had to bring up the subject of my documentations. I thought my documents were well organized and very professional. I made them less wordy because no matter how professional you are, no one wants to read a 50 page document when it can be done in 20 pages. Is it my choice in words? Just because I don't have a big vocabulary doesn't mean that my documents should be called less then acceptable. I'm sorry that I wasn't as well educated as you. Oh wait, you didn't even graduate with a degree! This jackass coworker always seems to find something wrong with the way I do around here. It's because of him, I know I will not be here forever. I would love to find a job where everyone is willing to help. My other coworker is the busiest person in our department and he is always willing to help out. I've always been told our department works as a team by my jackass coworker, but leaving me high and dry to fend for myself doesn't show teamwork. If you're going to play like that, then game on!

I'm Trapped!

At work, in order to leave, you have to push the exit button and push the door open. So on my way out, I pushed the exit button and pushed the door. It didn't open. I figured I didn't push the button all the way so I pushed the button again. Nope. I'm still stuck inside. Craaaaap. So I tried the button again and this time I pushed the freaking button harder and the door even harder. Nooope. I'm shaking the door and in my head I'm yelling, "let me out of here! I don't want to be stuck in hell!" Good thing someone was killing their lungs outside. They scanned their card on the scanner and the door unlocked. Thank God Almighty! I'm free! You can lock me out of the office but please don't lock me in the office.

Google Is Hiring

Every time I open my gmail account to check my email, there's always an announcement that Google is hiring. Right now, I'm pretty content with my job. It's not really exciting, but is there really a job where you look forward to going to work? I like my coworkers and the job isn't too difficult. But of course I'm searching for that one job where I look forward to Mondays. Where I can say I want to hang out with coworkers outside of work. No offense to my coworkers, but they are out of my age range. It's really hard to find something in common with them. I want to be able give a more interesting answer then 'eh' when someone asks me 'how's work?'

So I went to their website to check out the type of job that's available. 30 minutes later, I want to work at Google. I've heard so much about how Google is currently the best company to work for. How Google really takes care of their employees, but is it really true? Do you get all these benefits because you work long hours? I wonder how many hours they work in a week. And the food! Everyone knows I love food. But Google takes it to a whole new level. They offer free gourmet food. FREE!! Oh man. If I worked there, I would never have to learn how to cook. I'm just kidding. But seriously, when I hear free food, I get excited.

So am I going to send in my resume and apply for a job? Probably not. I'm at a point in my life where I'm not ready to drop everything I'm familiar with and leave. I want to be able to afford a good life if I leave Las Vegas. So for now, I'm stuck at my job. Maybe in a year after I've saved up all my money, I'll apply at Google. For now, I'll just have to daydream about the free gourmet food. Maybe one day I'll end up at Google.

I Might Really Be Addicted

Okay, so I think I really am addicted to Vick's vapor rub. Since I've been sick the past few days, I've been bringing Vick's to work. I'd take a good whiff of that bottle to rejuvenate my nasal passages. Aaahhhhh! That's what it feels like when I inhale that stuff. Well I'm completely devastated that I left the bottle on my desk at work. I was even tempted to buy another bottle but I glanced at my fuel gauge and it's either that menthol scent or work. And believe me, it was a tough choice. I almost did go to the store but I decided that I still have nyquil at home. Once shot of that and I'll be knocked out for the rest of the night.

It's That Time Again

Sore throat, runny nose, coughing, and the fever. You know. The symptoms of the winter cold. Or just an excuse for me to get addicted to cough drops and Vick's vapor rub. I love inhaling Vick's vapor rub when I feel congested. It sucks that I can actually pinpoint the exact time I got sick. It was yesterday. Such a nice day. I was feeling great then all of a sudden at 12:30 pm my throat felt scratchy. Then I felt a sudden chill. Oh crap, I'm getting sick. I had Tylenol in my purse so I quickly took a dose but the chills did not go away. I drank some hot chocolate. Still feeling cold. That's when I knew it was going to be a long day. On my way home I picked up some Nyquil to help me sleep. I did not know that I needed to be 18 to buy medication! I guess it makes sense since the bottle indicated that Nyquil had 10% alcohol. I actually do take my Nyquil like alcohol, chase it with some juice. Ah, the start of the winter season.

You Know...

Your family is full of alcoholics when at Thanksgiving you test each other on the ingredients in various cocktails. Yeah we tested each other just to see if we could stump each other. We always look forward to get togethers so we can just sit back and have a few drinks. My family loves playing drinking games. One Thanksgiving, we were in the backyard playing BS and if you got caught telling a lie, you gotta take a shot of hennessey or jack. After a couple of lies you'll be goooone! Ok, maybe my family likes to drink a little too much, but it seems like that's what our generation is known for...drinking. At least we'll all be in AA together one day.

Chocolate in Candy Form Please

My nephew's birthday was on Thanksgiving and they had chocolate cake. Everyone was eating the cake and admitting how much they love chocolate cake. My cousin handed me a piece of chocolate cake and I politely refused the slice because I had to admit it. I don't like chocolate cake. Everyone was shocked as if I committed a sin. Don't get me wrong, I love chocolate. Chocolates are my weakness. But I'll only break my diet at the sight of chocolates when it comes in candy form. Please don't hate me when I confess that I don't like brownies, chocolate cake, and even chocolate ice cream. What's funny is that I will not have a chocolate shake if it has chocolate ice cream but I'll have a chocolate shake if it has vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup. And I can taste the difference. I know it sounds weird but that's how I like my chocolate.

Thanksgiving Rules

Thanksgiving to me means to be surrounded with family and lots of great food. It's rare to have my whole family together nowadays because we're all busy now but Thanksgiving is one of the holidays where my whole family is under one roof. Over the years, we've established some unwritten rules that we live by in my family during Thanksgiving.

1. Survival of the fastest. It's tradition that everyone brings at least one dish and once that dish is set on the table, you better get a portion of it as fast as you can. You blink and it might be gone.

2. Once you find a seat (which is rare), you better not stand up. Your seat will be occupied once you stand up. So I'm thankful for my cousin's boyfriend for standing up so I can steal his chair since my cousin stole my chair.

3. We start the Thanksgiving at noon and eat all day until the food is all gone.

4. Even as adults, the saying 'finders keepers, losers weepers' still goes. If you pack food to take home later, you better hide the food. It doesn't matter if it has your name on it. If someone finds it and likes it, they will eat it.

These rules may sound crazy to you but that's what I love about my family. We take food serious and we love to eat.

What I'm Not Thankful For

I know I should be thankful for everything but what I am not thankful for is the fact that I have to work late on Wednesday while everyone in the company gets to leave early. Granted my coworker stayed behind as well, but I just found out that I could have left early if the damn managers took some responsibility and fixed this OS 6 days ago when the fix was available. Instead, they waited until the last minute as usual to release it to me and of course there were issues. Issues that could have been prevented if they took someone's advice and fixed it. Their excuse to not fixing it earlier was because they weren't sure if this fix will break something else. Well at least they would have had 6 extra days to find another fix if the OS broke instead of making me stay behind the day before a holiday. It sucks how I have to suffer for someone's irresponsibility. I definitely need a vacation after this. I'm leaving early on Monday just to make up for my time tonight. I hate being salaried.

Life Doesn't Slow Down For Anyone

Wow! I can't believe Thanksgiving is coming up in a matter of a few days. Life sure doesn't slow down for anyone. You blink and you can be left behind. I can still remember the beginning of this year like it was yesterday. Next thing I know, it'll be New Years and I'll be ringing 2008 the same way I rang it every New Years eve. I remember when I was young, I couldn't wait till I was an adult. Now that I am an adult, all I want in life is to slow down. I'm really tempted to quit my job and travel around the world for a year. Am I having a quarter life crisis? If only I was brave enough to just pick up and leave. I think just the idea of quitting my job requires more bravery then picking up and leaving. My goal in 2008 is to at least travel somewhere, anywhere. I hear Europe is calling me for the summer. We shall see...

This is Just a Taste

So Town Square just opened up near the airport on Wednesday and I was really excited to check it out. They've been working on the project for some time now and it's near my work so I see the construction workers building stuff all the time. Wednesday morning, my friend leaves me a comment on myspace asking me if I want to check it out. I wasn't prepared to go shopping but I suggested we go during my lunch break. The best part of being salaried is that no one watches your every move. It's so relaxed. So it's 11:45am and Kathrina picks me up and we head off to Town Square. We were pretty much just walking aimlessly and taking random pictures. This has got to be the best lunch break I've had in a long time. Random shopping trips are the best especially when the weather is nice and you have great company. The moment we walked into H&M, I fell in love with the store. I couldn't buy anything since I had to go back to work, but as Kathrina said, "this is just a taste of H&M. We will definitely go back and do some damage." I did go back later that night and did some damage to my credit card in H&M. I guess so much damage that my credit card company called me the next day to make sure it was me who actually charged the clothes to the credit card. Glad to know that my credit card company monitors all the charges.

We Won How Much?

When my friends and I first turned 21, we would always go to this ghetto bar for their cheap drinks. Even thought it was ghetto and creepy guys always hit on us, we kept on coming back. What better way to celebrate a reunion then to drink up at Ellis Island Casino. After lots of shots, we all headed to Tangerine for some drunk dancing. My friends Aprille, Julia, and I were tired so we decided to wait for the rest of our group in the casino so we can rest our feet by sitting at a Wheel of Fortune slot machine. We were minding our own business by gossiping and taking pictures with one another when some random guy came up to us and asked what we were doing. We thought he was trying to hit on us, so we said we were doing nothing and continued on with our conversations. He then said, "do something useful, here's $8. Go gamble." So Aprille told me to put in 5 bucks while she was pushing the buttons. Being drunk, we didn't know what we were doing. Aprille decides to see how much 'max bet' was by pushing it. We realized that it's 4 bucks down the drain. Or so we thought. We watch the screen light up 'bonus, bonus, bonus' and in the center of all the machines was a gigantic wheel that started spinning.

Aprille: Holy crap we are spinning the wheel!
all: Wow! x400! What's x400 come out to with 5 cents?
Me: 20 bucks?
all: Yay we won 20 bucks!

The screen showed otherwise. It showed that we won 100 dollars!

all: Holy shit! We f*ckin' won 100 bucks! Quick cash out!

As we're taking pictures of our $100 ticket, the guy who gave us the money walked over and asked us if we won anything. Aprille being the sly one takes the ticket and hides it while I being the quick thinking one said, 'Oh, we're just putting in the 3 bucks right now.' I'm sure he heard us say we won since the three of us were loud, drunk, and 100 dollars richer. As we showed him we lost the 3 bucks, we left him to find a cashier to cash the ticket.

How Much Did I Spend?!

So a few days ago my friend Angela asked me how much I spend on a monthly basis every month. My response. 'I have no idea and I don't want to know!' I seriously didn't want to know because I know I spend a lot more then I want to. I try to keep a budget but everyone knows budgets are made to be broken. I like to call it my flexible budget. Anyways, for the month of October, she spent over a grand, which was shocking because we didn't even see each other at all. So our conversation got me curious as to how much I spent almost 800 bucks on food and entertainment. Just to let you know, I still live at home with my parents so I don't even pay rent. 800 bucks isn't that much. It's when I saw the month of June. June was pretty much an evil month. I spent almost six grand! I paid off my car around that month but it was only three grand. Not sure where the other two grand went! It freaked me out. I need to start keeping track of my money. This just makes me more stressed then I really am. Great. Thanks Angela!

In other news, I can't wait till Thanksgiving. It will be nice to see the family together for the first time since my grandmother passed away. It'll be different this year but at least we're still a close-knit family.

Reply ASAP Please.

Not sure why I'm feeling like this but for some reason I've been feeling anxious lately. Or maybe a little bit stressed. Or is it annoyed? I'm not sure, it might be a mixture of all those age-increasing moods. When a developer sends an email request to release their product and it sits in our inbox for more then 10 minutes, something inside of me wants to yell out at the newbies to wake up and reply to the damn email. I'm not sure if they just stare at the email for a few minutes but it bugs the crap out of me! I'm so used to replying within a minute that when it sits longer then that I'm fighting the urge to reply to the email myself. Come to think of it, I might be having one of those monthly moods because who really feels this way with emails? It might be a deeper issue maybe I'll save that later with an appropriate title so my one reader can just skip over that post. For now, I'll leave it at this. When you see an email and you're not busy, reply to it! Please! Save me from insanity and maybe having high blood pressure.

Almost Hitting a Kid

Am I old or are kids these days have a different perspective of what's fun? Earlier tonight, I was driving in the parking lot of a casino looking for a parking spot when two teenagers purposely ran right in front of my car for amusement. I was freaking out because I almost hit them, but they were joking with one another that they almost got hit by a car. Their other friends caught up with them and they were yelling out loud about how this wasn't the first time they almost got hit by a car. It seems that kids nowadays think they're untouchable and won't get hurt. Or maybe they think that since they are on the receiving end of the accident, they'll get compensated for their injuries and be set for life. Whatever, maybe one day they'll learn their lesson that life is too short to be putting their lives in danger.

Tweek Ow Tweet

It's so cute when little kids can't pronounce their r's especially when they're saying 'trick or treat' with a huge smile.

What Happened to Watching Our Backs?

Since I started working for my current employer, the senior engineer would constantly remind me that we work as a team and we watch each other's back. If we see someone is backed up, we help pick up some requests to take the load off their backs. We help each other when someone doesn't understand. So when the senior engineer discovered a mistake the new girl did, he said he'll cover it up from our manager and help fix the problem. He called the operating system's manager and confessed to him what the problem was and told him it was our fault. While he was releasing the new operating system to cover up the mistake, our manager needed his help so he asked me to finish the release. It was no problem for me since operating systems are easy now. I was able to release the OS to our testers by 4pm and that's when it went downhill from there.

I sent the OS without saying why a file was changed. I didn't think we needed to send out an email to everyone that states it was our fault a file was changed if it wasn't discovered by our testers in the first place. Our senior engineer made a big deal out of it and said that since I had more experience then the new people, I should step it up by realizing I needed to make a note of the change. And then he goes on saying that he went out of his way to prevent our manager from finding out this mistake and I should have appreciated his nobility. Then next time he will not help us out and we will be on our own. Talk about being selfish. The only thing he did was not rat out the new girl for her mistake. I could have done that! He barely spent any time on the OS. I was the one who spent 6 hours releasing the f-in' OS. He's always been a jackass, but I thought with new people in our department, he would mellow out. Guess not.

I've Been Sober For...

Not sure what made me think I could kick the drinking habit but it sure didn't work last night. Last night I had my first drink in over a month. And you know what? If felt good. Oooh so good. I missed drinking and last night I made up for my month long thirst. My friend Kathrina and I went to two Halloween parties where peer pressure made me break my sobriety. It was the mention of Jager that made me break it. And also the power of convincing my new friend Cheryl the DD to take a shot with me. No worries, she only had one shot and a beer. She was good to drive. Me on the other hand had about 4 shots back to back and I was nowhere near good to drive. Good thing Kathrina was my DD. After leaving the first party, we had to stop at a gas station because I had to go to the bathroom. Going into the next party, I was greeted by many hugs since I disappeared for a month. Don't worry guys, I won't disappear that long again. Even though Halloween had a slow start, it was a great holiday as usual. I love Halloween.

Just a Spoon Full of Cinnamon

It's impossible but funny to watch.

If you can do it, you rock.

Brace Face at My Age

I hate going to the dentist because they always give you bad news. I floss everyday and brush my teeth at least twice a day. What more can a girl do? Apparently, that's not enough. On my last visit to the chair, my dentist recommended I get braces. Braces?! I'm 23 already. By the time I get them off, I'll be....old enough to be past the brace face age. I've always said that I wanted braces to fix my imperfect teeth, but I didn't realize all the imperfections until my dentist pointed them out. Apparently I have an overbite that requires jaw surgery to correct my bite. My dentist only wants what's best for me, but is it really necessary to get JAW SURGERY?? It's surgery! If I get this surgery done, I won't be able to eat for a few days and after that, I'll be able to eat soft foods for weeks. This is a dieter's dream! But the pain. I have such a low threshold for pain. Alcohol might have to compete with viccadin for my attention. I'm going to call an orthodontist just to get a consultation. And if surgery is necessary, I'll have some thinking to do.

We're Meant to Be Friends

Everyone seems to know everyone, especially in Las Vegas. It's pretty much 6 degrees of [insert your name here]. I thought that my work life would be different since we're all different ages. Nope. Doesn't work that way. Yesterday, I was sent to a different department to fix their network. I was sitting at this woman's computer fixing her network when I minimized all her windows to reveal her desktop picture. What was on that desktop you ask? It was a picture of her children. What was my connection? I went to high school with her daughter! I haven't seen her daughter since we graduated high school, so it was exciting to see that we can reconnect again without having to wait for our 10 year high school reunion. I've been working with this woman for over a year and we just found out I went to school with her daughter. Amazing how life brings people together.

Bite of Las Vegas

Bite of Las Vegas is a charity event full of food and music to help a worthy cause....Hunger. People brought canned foods and the money raised will benefit the homeless shelters in Vegas as well. For 8 bucks I was able to see Colbie Caillat, Vanessa Carlton, and Fuel perform. My friends and I wanted to see Lifehouse, but apparently 50 mph wind is a bit too dangerous to get on the stage. It was disappointing since we were there mainly for Lifehouse but walking back to our car was on our minds more then missing Lifehouse. Some people would think that being in a wind storm in 60 degree weather was not worth it to see these artists but it was well worth it. The best part of Bite of Las Vegas was when Vanessa Calrton was performing 'White Houses' and in the middle of her performance she blurted out,'Oh crap, I forgot the fucking words to the song'. I swear she was drinking that day because she also forgot an intro to another song. It made her performance more entertaining and her mistakes just meant she wasn't lip syncing unlike other artists...ahem Britney. Overall, I can't wait till next year!

She Hates Me Because...part 2

So I forgot to update you on this whole situation because it's pretty much high school drama 5 years too late. I'm not sure why drama seems to be following me nowadays, but I want it to stay in high school! So the reason why Linda hates me is because she thinks I'm a freeloader which I know is untrue because I'm very generous with my money. There was one incident where she assumed that I said that our friend Bobby will buy me all my drinks. In my defense, I was minding my own business with a friend at a casino waiting for them to finish at the bar when he handed me and a friend a drink and walked away. My friend asked me how much the drink was and I said I don't know but Bobby said it was for us. Does that one little incident make me a freeloader? I don't think so! I returned the favor to Bobby by pitching in and buying him a digital camera for his birthday. A freeloader doesn't do that man.

But the cowardly thing my friend Jill told me was that the last time I saw Linda, she was trying to convince her friend to fight me. Come on! Do the dirty work yourself bitch! Anyways, so that's the whole drama and I don't even care about it. I know she won't do anything because she's too chicken sh*t to. She wanted someone else to do it.

It's a Sign...Literally

Last night was the first Halloween party of 2007. It's never too early to have a Halloween party. Come on! Halloween should be celebrated the whole month! When can girls dress up in slutty clothes and get away with it? We need to let loose for a whole month to make up for the 11 other months we're inhibited. An hour before meeting up with my friend Kathrina, she called me with some surprising news. Our friend Carla was joining us which was a big surprise since I haven't seen her in months. When we arrived at Kathrina's house, we were trying to figure out when was the last time we were all together. We thought it was Carla's birthday in November 2006! But we realized we were together for our friend Rei's birthday back in March. It's still a long time ago. After stopping by two other parties, we were finally on our way to the party in Anthem, which is a housing community known for their gorgeous homes, when we passed a street called 'Reunion'. We all got excited because it was literally a reunion for us and we just passed a street sign 'Reunion'. We probably sound like dorks but that's how we are. We like to celebrate the smallest things. We even tried to take a picture with the sign but it was too far and high for us. We were fine by it because to us it was just seeing the sign during this little reunion that counted.

Dads and Periods

Girls like to openly discuss how periods are a punishment from God and complain about why do we have to suffer every month. My friend Tiff and I were discussing periods and this reminded me of a conversation I had a few years back with my dad about the same subject.

Rewind back to 2003. I'm at a hotel getting ready for my cousin's wedding while my family is at my aunt's house. As a bride's maid, I get to get my hair did and my make up done by a make up artist. Before it was my turn, I went to the bathroom but came back in the room horrified because I've been punished by God. I asked if anyone had something for my monthly punishment but to my disappointment, no one had anything. I called my mom but my dad picked up the phone.

Me: Hey dad, can I talk to mom?
Dad: Why?
Me: Because, I just need to talk to her.
Dad: Why? You can't talk to your dad? You use to tell me everything.
Me: I just need to tell her something.
Dad: Well you can tell me.
Me: I just got my period. Can you bring me a pad?
Dad: Here's your mother.

There are just some things a dad doesn't want to hear and one of it is 'can you bring me a pad?' Now whenever I ask for my mom, he never asks why. He just hands her the phone.

The Fork in the Road

I've been traveling in the real world for over a year now and I've come across a fork in the middle of my journey and I don't know what to do. Like all forks in the road, the opportunities for the different paths are all unique. Should I leave this comfortable position I've established or journey out to the unknown with the possibility of great opportunities being thrown at me? I'm not one to make big decisions towards the unknown. That's how I got stuck here in Vegas. After college I ran into a similar fork and I chose the safe route with minimal opportunities. Maybe it's time be brave enough to take that leap. Who knows, maybe I'll even fly.

It's Called Being Cultured

We need some culture in this fast pace city we call home every once in awhile. I always look forward to Shakespeare in the Park when it comes to Las Vegas. But my friends think otherwise. They think plays are pretty boring. It's good to have a wide range of hobbies instead of the usual hobbies that plagues the 20 something crowd. They were playing ‘Twelfth Night’ and when I was watching the play I realized that the movie She’s the Man is a modernized remake of the play. And let me say that for it being October, it was really cold last night. I thought I was going to be comfortable with just a sweater, a beanie, and a blanket. We even brought hot chocolate to try and keep ourselves warm. Nope, we were freezing our butts off and once the play was finished, we were glad we found a close parking spot. Once in the car, we blasted the heat. It was a good experience and next year, I'll know that even if it's October, we should bring more blankets then we need. Just in case.

She Hates Me Because...

There's this girl whom I met last year through a few of my friends and she instantly hated me. Was it my personality? Was it because my friend Bobby had a crush on me and she secretly had a crush on him? I thought it was the latter because she hated Bobby's ex-girlfriend of 7 years too. But it was neither. I just found out from my friend Jill that Linda hates me because she thinks I'm a freeloader. Shocking isn't it? I'm not mad at her assumption of me because I know I'm not a freeloader and when people make assumptions, you know the saying right? They make an ass out of themselves. Ok, that's not the saying but it works for this situation. She has only hung out with me like at most 5 times. So I'm not sure how she got the assumption I'm a freeloader. Granted, when people offer me to buy me drinks, of course I'll accept it. Who in their right mind turns down a free drink? I offer to buy rounds of drinks for my close friends. I give them presents on their birthdays. So how does she think I'm a freeloader? Not sure how she got the idea I was a freeloader but Jill promised me the whole story later. I hate when people give me cliff hanger stories. I'm so impatient that I make up the ending myself. For now I'll have to wait.

Flakers

Is it even worth trying to stay friends with flakers? I have a friend that is known as a flaker in our little circle of friends. We all know never to invite her because we already know she'll never show up. I love the girl to death, but I'm getting tired of trying to get her to hang out with us. I'm not saying she's an awful friend or anything. Overlooking the fact that she never puts the effort to see her friends, she is a sweetheart. But how can you be a friend when you don't see them? Her main excuse is that she's tired. Tired from what? Yes she works and goes to school but that's what college is all about. Balancing your life in the real world. All my friends work and go to school and still have time for people once in awhile. You know when was the last time I saw her? July 7, 2007. Guess it was my lucky day huh? Sometimes I feel like this friendship is a lost cause and in the next year I'll probably stop trying and we'll never see each other again. She already deleted her myspace. Once her facebook is gone, I'm sure our friendship will be as well. Friendships are like relationships. It can't just be one sided. Eventually that person will stop trying and the friendship will eventually fade away. It's sad but that's life. People will come and go in your life, it's the one's who fight to stay in your life that matters. Hopefully she will fight to stay in my life even if it's just a little while.

Playing Telephone

It's amazing how a story can be misconstrued when so many people are telling the same story to other people. This is my life story of the game called telephone. Remember playing that when you were a kid and how the beginning story is never the same in the end? Well, yesterday my friend Jill told me the some news she heard from our friend Abbie. Remember on my birthday when my friends plotted a birthday present for me? Well, the next day I realized that he and I didn't have anything in common and I was just lusting over his physical features. Yes he's cute, but he's boring as hell. Anyways, back to the subject. Telephone. Yes. Jill told me that Mr. cute but boring told people that I was calling him after my birthday asking for closure and that I was extremely sad that he never called me back. My response? WTF?! CLOSURE?! Why would I need closure? And I've never called him even when I was attracted to him. I was pretty pissed off because I found out he also told people we slept together when we didn't. What are we? In high school? And then he tells people that I'm sad that he didn't call me and I need closure?? With me pissed off, Jill was getting fired up and was ready to beat the crap out of his lying ass. Trying to find out the whole story, Jill called Abbie again to find out more details. Apparently, Abbie heard from our friend Thuy who heard my side of the story of what happened the night of my birthday. What I told Thuy was, yes Chris and I semi-hooked up. Sorry kids, no sex was involved. I'm not one to sleep around but of course other things happened. Just use your imagination. And I told Thuy that I'm disappointed in how ungentleman-like he was acting for not even calling me to make sure I didn't wake up with a hangover or anything. Last year I met my now good friend Shawn the night of my birthday through a friend. The next day of my 22nd birthday, he made sure I was okay by calling me and I didn't know him at the time! But anyways, I'm not sure how she interpreted that story to I kept calling him after my birthday and wanted closure but that's what I get for putting my business out there. Abbie apologized to me for bringing up some drama and told me that Chris never said that. But I did find out that he's avoiding me. I'm sure it's because I didn't sleep with him. What a cowardly creep. Thank goodness for boring guys.

Autumn

Autumn is what I look forward to every year in Las Vegas. You can't beat the 80 degree weather with a light breeze. I love wearing sweaters and the 80 degree weather will be enough to get me to wear a light sweater. The only thing Las Vegas lacks is the changing of leaves that signifies Autumn. I've always wanted to experience a true Autumn season by walking through an accumulation of red, yellow, orange, and brown leaves. I will one day go to New York and run through Central Park with the deep autumn colored leaves crunching at my feet.

People say smell is the best sense to vividly trigger a memory. The smell of pumpkin spices and apple pie stimulates my memory of past holidays with my family which leaves me excited for the upcoming holidays. Thanksgiving and Christmas are the holidays where my family is big on traditions. This may sound corny but my family loves to have a color-themed holiday. A couple of years ago girls had to wear pink, and the guys had to wear brown. I can't remember what our theme was last year, but I'm looking forward to what it will be this year. Although, this year will be different now that both my grandparents are gone. We were worried that when my grandmother passed away earlier this year that this family will rarely see each other. But we've proven that traditions will still live on even if the matriarch is no longer with us. We just have two angels watching over us now. Making sure we keep the traditions we grew up with through the years.

Sugar Daddies

Every woman says they want one, but it's mostly in a joking matter. I always playfully ask for a sugar daddy. But of course I don't need one because I don't really want to be financially dependent on someone. To me, nothing lasts forever. If I am financially dependent on a man and that relationship ends, I'll be screwed.

After work today, I went to an electronic store waiting for time to pass before my friend went on her lunch break. We met at the cafe and stood in line so she could pay for her lunch. We were talking when we were interrupted by a man who was paying for his food in front of us. He looked our way and apologized to the cashier by saying he was being distracted by a beautiful girl. At first I didn't think he was talking about us. So I tried to confirm it wasn't us by looking behind us only to find that no one was there. He finished paying for his food then came up to me.

"Hi I'm Robert. What are you studying?"

Turning red from embarrassment, I was able to answer him with "I'm finished with school."

"Oh, what do you do?"

Trying to get my hand back from the hand shake, I said, "I'm an engineer."

"I studied engineering as an undergrad then I did business because no company can afford me. I love to travel and I'm looking for my princess to spoil."

My facial expression screamed 'help me!' as he continued to speak. He handed me his card and asked me to call him so he can spoil me. He walked away and my friend asked me if we've spoken before meeting in the cafe. I told her I've never seen him in my life. It was so random! My friend said he reminds her of a recruiter for the porn industry. I reassured her that I'm not going to call him because he totally creeped me out for being that forward. When I said I wanted a sugar daddy, I didn't mean a creepy cocky sugar daddy who looks like he could be a child molester.

I guess the lesson here is always be prepared for what you ask for because you might just get it even if it's not exactly what you expected it to be.

Oh, My Aching Back

Aching back and not being able to bend over to pick up something are symptoms of what older people experience right? Unfortunately for me, at 23, I'm experiencing these symptoms. A little worried, I had my chiropractor cousin take a look at my back and see if he can align my back so I didn't have to live with the pain. He tells me to stand with my back to him so he can examine my posture. Apparently my left shoulder is higher then my right and my right hip is higher then my left. What a great combination I have. He told me that by touching certain problem points will turn the muscle on and off. He explained how he turned some of my muscles on and off but there was one point where he couldn't turn it back on. All I kept saying was, "turn it back on! I don't want it to be off!" I never thought I would ever say turn on my muscle. Such an awkward sentence. He said that my back is unusual where sometimes the muscles will be turned on and other times it'll be off. He was able to find the exact spot where I was having the majority of my pain and he even found a problem spot I didn't realize I had pain until he touched it. He told me what he did will temporarily fix me until he is able to work with me more. At least I'm able to bend over without any pain. Yes, I realize I just wrote that sentence and you probably have dirty thoughts right now. If not, then I'm the only one with dirty thoughts at the moment.

I'm Tired!

September is such a popular month for birthdays! Every week since the beginning of the month there have been at least two people I know who has a birthday to celebrate. And guess what, I'm exhausted! It's been fun, but I'm ready to hibernate for awhile. I know, I know, my twenties are suppose to be the most exciting time of my life where I push my body to its limits and go out and party all the time and waking up the next day in pain from the choices I made from the night before signifies that I had an awesome night. I guess this is why a lot of people don't finish college until they are in their mid 20s since their education takes a back seat to the indulgence of alcohol. I guess I’ve reached my body’s limit and I’ve been feeling exhausted lately. All last week, I was excited to go home to do nothing but watch tv and sleep at 9:30. I guess everyone goes through a homebody phase and just wants to do nothing but hangout at home and watch movies on the couch snuggled up under a warm blanket. My friends say it’s the changing weather, but I know my body. It’s exhausted and I need a break. So for now, after this weekend*, I’m taking a break. If I do go out I'll want to be home by midnight. Something I haven't done in years, but I think it's needed. And it will also help me cut back on my alcohol consumption. I'm trying to decrease my tolerance so I don't need to have 5 drinks just to get a buzz. Shocking how a tiny Asian chick can drink so much huh? Alright nightlife, see you later until my body rejuvenates itself!

* I say after this weekend because I already agreed to have a girl’s night out with my girlfriends. I couldn't say no to free tickets to Beacher’s Madhouse. And plus, I have to end my partying month on a high note, it’s only fair for my body.

Kids Say the Darndest Things

Me: Hi sweetie, what's your name?
Kid: Carla. What's your name?
Me: I'm Monica.
Kid: Where's your hunnie?
Me: Whaaat? I don't have a hunnie.

It's so cute hearing a 5 year old girl ask me where my hunnie is. You don't realize how much kids can pick up just by hearing you talk to your friends in front of them until they use it against you.

You Got Caked!

My sister and I celebrated our birthdays together on Saturday. It was a nice afternoon with lots of food, family, and close friends. What I didn't expect was getting caked. My friends used my own weakness against me, taking pictures. I love getting my picture taken and so my friend JenJen said that she wanted to take a picture of the two birthday girls. She had the camera ready but she paused for a second. Then the countdown began. Oooooone. Twwoooooo. Threeeeee. Then Bam! My sister and I both got cake in our faces and it was all captured on camera. My mom was already use to our friends caking each other that all she did was get the dust pan and cleaned up the cake on the floor like it was nothing. I have to admit, it was a good plan. All the years I've known them, they finally got me. Good job! Just watch out on your birthdays because you know how the saying goes. "Paybacks a bitch!"

Are You Interested?

Sinn: You remember my friend Moses?
Me: Vaguely. Why?
Sinn: He has the hots for you. You interested?
Me: No
Sinn: He's really nice.
Me: No
Sinn: He's really sweet and can treat you really nice, but he kinda has extra baggage.
Me: Hell no

I will never ask my friend to set me up if he thinks I want a guy with extra baggage. I'm not that desperate!

Immature Boys

Ok so maybe not all boys suck, but I think just the boys I seem to attract that suck. As you can tell I didn’t use ‘men’ because it seems that only immature boys do this. If we didn't have sex, don't tell everyone we did! I was not that drunk that I don't remember us having sex. It was actually me sobering up that stopped us from continuing to what would have lead to sex. This isn’t high school where you have to lie about what happened. Eventually everyone will know the truth and now everyone thinks you’re a jackass. Thanks for showing me your true colors and that I can do better then you no matter how hot you are.

Birthday Weekend

Last night a couple of my friends and I decided to celebrate my birthday once more. We went to melting pot and ate some chocolate fondue. It was good but too sweet for me. I drank about 3 glasses of water to cut down the sweetness. Then we went to a nearby bar and we literally went around the building looking for the entrance. We parked right near the entrance but for some reason we missed the gigantic door. I guess we were too busy talking that we weren't paying attention. Or maybe we were distracted by the lamest pick up line. This guy was driving by and yelled 'ay bay bay' at us. We pretty much just walked away and laughed while he kept trying to get our attention. Seriously, are we still in high school? Think before opening your mouth.

Then we were off to a house party for my friend Bailey's 22nd birthday. At first I didn't want to go to the party because I don't know that many people there and I was with my friend Angela and she doesn't know anyone there. I didn't want her to feel awkward with a bunch of strangers. When I walked in, a lot of people looked familiar. I've met a lot of them at least once but I just didn't know their names which was funny because they knew my name. But last night, lots of juicy gossip was being spread around about Andrew, the last guy I dated. That punk ass is a little bitch. He's so whooped that it's amusing to us. He's such a gold digger that he doesn't realize that he's sacrificing his manhood for money. But I guess that works both ways. When women are gold diggers, they do whatever it takes to keep the man happy in order to get whatever she wants. Where are all the decent people in the world nowadays?

Third Times a Charm

Happy Birthday to me! Yesterday I celebrated my 21st birthday for the 3rd time. I can't believe I'm 23 already. And guess what! This time I didn't throw up and I remember everything. 3rd times a charm! I told everyone I wanted to remember this birthday so they helped me get that nice buzz and kept me hydrated. They knew when I had hit my limit and made sure I didn't drink anymore until I started sobering up and then gave me another drink. The only thing I don't remember is how much I drank. My friend Angela said when she saw me, I had about 5 drinks and I know I had a few more before I saw her. My friends are so awesome. And their birthday present for me? They had this guy I was crushing on make out with me. Thanks guys. Planning things behind my back. Buuuuut I'm not complaining.

Promotions Are For Losers

Today was my yearly review at work. Last year I didn't do so well only because I was new to the company and they didn't have much to base the review on. So a year has passed and my boss had a lot to say about me. He believes that even though I'm still a junior engineer, he considers me the leader of our department of 4 people. He says that my personality is really laid back but also professional when I need to be. I'm always calm and I can explain issues thoroughly so everyone can understand how to fix them.

So how did my review go? My average was a 4.05/5 which was pretty good compared to last year, but not good enough for a promotion. My boss said that since there's only 3 of us, he can only promote one person and it's not my year. He assured me that next year will be my year and that he'll fight for a big promotion. Riiiight. I'll believe that when I see my paycheck. He was calculating some random numbers on his calculator and according to his calculations, next year I'll be making 12k more. That doesn't sound right does it? I think he miscalculated from the pressure of doing simple math in front of me. But I better get a raise next year or else I'm quiting! It makes sense though right? You can't be at a company for 3 years and not get promoted. Especially when your boss says you're doing an excellent job. He constantly praises me yet no promotion. So if next year is not my year, I'm sure I can find different job where I can climb the ladder within a year. And if I make 12k more, that would be awesome.

Anonymity

I've decided to remove my picture for now just in case my work finds my blog. I don't want to make my blog private, for that one reader I have out there. But I don't want my work to see that I've been writing during work hours. Hey, I've read that most Americans pretty much slack at work and surf the net during work hours. They were able to find my myspace when I first started work so that's now private. There's no privacy anymore!

A Bad Side of Town

You know you're in the ghetto when you're in the parking lot saying bye to your friends when a helicopter above you is circling the building right next to you with a spotlight focused on God only knows what. My friends and I were leaving a bar and we were just hanging out in the parking lot. You know how it is. Saying goodbye takes a good 30 minutes when you’re with good friends. And those goodbyes also include taking pictures. In the middle of our picture taking session, we hear a helicopter come and we think it’s just passing by. Nope, it stayed near us and started circling Crystal Palace, an indoor skating rink. We hurry up and take our pictures together and said our goodbyes because if there was any type of criminal activity going on, we don’t want to get caught in the middle. The only upside of a criminal activity is we can have our 5 minutes of fame and get on the local news. Other then that, the thought of any crime at night in the middle of the ghetto is not too appealing. When half of my friends leave, the other half and I tried to decide what to do for the rest of the night. Come on, it’s 1:30am and it’s too early to head home. As we’re discussing where to go, a cop in a SUV pulls into the parking lot. To me, a helicopter and a cop in a SUV pretty much means that everyone should leave right away and that’s what we did.

My First Country Bar

My friend Monica celebrated her birthday a few days early last night at Dylan’s, a country bar. Yea we have the same name, and our birthdays are pretty close together. But anyways, when she told me we were going there, I automatically said, ‘I’ve never been to a country bar.’ In her evil voice she said, ‘Nice. We’re going to make you line dance!’ It might be the Asian in me, or I might just be deprived from the country scene, but I asked, ‘What’s line dancing?’ But then I realized that I might know what line dancing was. I confirmed with her that the electric slide is indeed line dancing and that is the only one I know (which they didn’t play!)

We’re sitting at the bar listening to country music and watching people line dance when Monica kept looking at her watch. I asked if she’s checking what time it is so she can leave soon. And she said she’s waiting for midnight because they play hip hop. HIP HOP?! Yea don’t get too excited. They played two hip hop songs which were a few years old. Apparently, if they play hip hop, the DJ gets charged 100 bucks each song he plays. So we head to the dance floor dancing when after the second song, they go back to country with a ‘simple’ line dance. Monica’s friend Judith was teaching me and after awhile I got the hang of it. Off the dance floor Monica felt accomplished to have the Asian girl who’s never stepped in a country bar line dance. Then this one song came on where they tell you what to do. I think it’s like a new version of the electric slide. That was my favorite because I just had to listen to the song. Seeing people try not to pull a muscle while trying to stay on that mechanical bull was quite amusing. Overall, it was a nice experience but I don’t think I’ll be visiting anytime soon. At least I can say I’ve been to a country bar and I've line danced.

The Other Side of Me

It’s funny how everyone will only show certain sides of their personalities to certain people. Last night I was at E-bar with some friends when we were talking about what I do for a living.

Esther: What do you actually do for a living?
Me: I’m a software release engineer, also known as being in cubicle hell.
Esther: I can’t picture you as an engineer. The Monica I know is a drinker and a partier.
Me: I do other things besides drinking and partying, you know!
Esther: I know, but to me, engineering and Monica do not mix.

I guess it’s because a lot of my friends are still in college that it’s hard to believe that I actually have a grown up job. Well, a job that I can probably call a career but I don’t. A career just sounds too grown up for me and I’m everything but that, a grown up. I’m not ready to leave behind my childhood just yet.