my brother: i'm gonna go work out so i can watch my dick get smaller.
my mom: okay! have fun!
my dad: what's for dinner?

did i just miss something here? sounds like my family's on crack. anyhoo, i think i messed up the skin on the tips of my fingers on my left hand. my cousin was teaching me to play a song on the guitar the other day and my fingers are still throbbing since my calluses went away. and then yesterday i was holding the other end of the curling iron with the same fingers not realizing i was touching the heated part. i can't even feel anything anymore.

windy conditions always trip me out. as i walked out the building for lunch today i felt my hair suddenly rise vertically as if someone just grabbed the ends and yanked me up in the air. plus i had the occasion whips in the eye and random tree crap poking at my contacts. nevertheless i had a wonderful lunch with my lunch buddy as we hung out at the park on raymond. i just love old town pasadena. everything is walking distance.

the last minute bbq my brother decided to throw this past saturday was pretty fun. not to mention i didn't have a single sip of alcohol! i forgot how much fun i could have without it. my cousins and their friends came over and set up all the band equipment (again) and played their favorite cover songs all night.

sunday i had class and "the little drummer boy" called me up from work and asked me to meet up with him for lunch. so i did... along with my homies monique and chris. and then he kissed me! eeeeeeeeee!!! not chris, the drummer boy sean. it was an innocent kiss on the cheek but he gave me butterflies. =) next time i see him i'm gonna rape him. kidding.

my parents went to vegas for the weekend for my mom's birthday. being the wonderful children that we are, we procrastinated in getting her a bday present which forced us to split our resources 3 ways. my sister bought the flowers, i bought the bracelet, and my brother bought the card. everything was perfect til my mom opened up the card which first of all had a huge gorilla on the front. second, the card was puffy b/c my brother had taped a durex condom on the inside along with one viagra pill. but wait! it wasn't really viagra. my brother had crossed out the word "tylenol" on it, replaced it with "viagra", and colored it with a blue highlighter. then he mentions something like "thanks for putting up with all our bullshit... yada, yada, yada... here's two things you can use both in one night. have fun." i've never seen my mom laugh so hard. she loved it.

since we have the house to ourselves this weekend, my brother invited his friends over last night, hooked up all their band equipment, almost blew out the sound system, and set up the "alcoholic's only" table in front of the garage. the cups and empty chivas regal bottle are still sitting out there this morning. not to mention the salsa verde session in the bathroom. despite all that, i awoke at 5:30 am and haven't been able to sleep since then. why? ask my new best friend midol.

ugh. i hate strapless bras. how the hell is a piece of elastic cloth wrapped around your upper torso supposed to hold your jugs? well, in my case, there's no weight on my chest to create a gravitational pull downward, but it's still a bummer to wear that over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder. i mean, i could go without one and display my pair of raisins, but i don't think that would be appropriate for the work environment. and what the hell is up with this earthquake weather? it's so dry that i can make snow off the dry skin on my belly.

i did it. i asked him out. i don't know what the hell came over me. it was pretty spontaneous too. i just picked up my phone, called him, and without hesitation requested "i was wondering if i could take you out to dinner sometime". why did i do that? of course he said yes, but shit, i wasn't supposed to call him. ugh. personally i think men should always show more initiative but i'm a woman of the new millenium and if i wanna hang out with someone i'll do it. if i wanna take someone out on a date i'll do it. i'm not gonna waste my time waiting for a phone call and wondering about my "what if's...". (actually, he was gonna call me last night but he got home too late, but that's besides the point.) plus i figure i won't be seeing him anymore since we don't have class together next term. no harm, nothing lost. i'm just trippin.

oh dang... that monique just cracks me up. study, woman! i'd help you write one of your papers, but you never asked. oh well! see you on wednesday, ass-crack.

"TAY YU TAY YU TOH YU TAY YU TAY... TAY YU TAY YU TOH YU TAY YU TAY"... am i the only one who knows that line in the new missy elliot song? sing it, damn it! by the way, i heard leejay is in that video. someone tape it for me.

i was walking to my car when i was approached by a man asking... "excuse me. do you speak vietnamese?" the first thing that popped in my head was, "shit." it turns out this man was asking me if i had any money b/c he ran out of gas and his 3 children were still sleeping in the car. i look where he was pointing and 1) i see no parked car, 2) i assume there were no children, and 3) he was soon followed by a woman whom i recognized from before. he told me she was his wife. dude. the same lady asked me for money before (twice!) when i was down the corner at chevron. the reason why i recognized her was because she approached me TWICE with the same scenario. they must have been doing this for a while b/c the last time i saw her was last summer. so i told them next time they decide to con people for money they should try different areas and at least try to remember who they've gone up to so they don't look dumb.

i can't believe it took me over 2 hours to change this stupid layout. that's what i get for being an html dumb-dumb.

hey, hemorrhoid-homie. thought you were gonna call me today. tawagan mo nga ako. (<--you like that, huh?)

funny thing happened today. i was watching my friend tackle his little niece on the rug and in the process of it her gum fell out of her mouth. he had her pinned down and all you can hear from her was this tiny voice screaming "my chicle! my chicle!" as she stretched for the blue gum chillin on the floor. she's so cute... i wanna bite her.

last night my friends and old coworkers from banana went to the speed zone by the 60 fwy. i haven't had that much fun since vegas, i think. not to mention i beat jesse by one point at miniature golf. 2 hole-in-one's baby! and we took over the basketball shoot out game and got prizes for everyone who went. with over 900 tickets we were able to get a football-shaped gumball machine, shot glasses that light up when you hit the bottom, and other random junk.

so... my parents will be going to the the philippines for a couple of weeks in january. THE HOUSE IS MINE! WUAHAHA..HAHAH..AHAHAH! anyway, my brother and sister are never home. i'm thinking of throwing a bbq/party for my bday. i dunno. we'll see.

TOP 10 WORDS / CATCH-PHRASES I'VE PICKED UP FROM FRIENDS:
10. "not to mention..." (ry's fault)
9. "that's beautiful" (stephan the staff sergeant stopa)
8. "poochie!" (kathie)
7. "boos tiaze" (compliments of my egyptian classmate monique)
6. "that ain't chowdah!" (my brother and cousins, of course. dorks.)
5. "hella" (damn you, ry!)
4. "are you on crack?!" (bootysnack queef-buyen)
3. "hell-to-the-no!" (now who the hell did i hear that one from?)
2. "iskut." (i luv arabic.)
1. "i'm prettier." (i don't think so, jesse. it's not possible for you to be prettier than me. you're a man, remember?)

i think i'm getting a little too "post & publish" happy.

dang... that norah jones is the bomb.

i am never gonna wear a dress to school again. i usually don't have enough time to go home to change clothes before heading to school, so i end up going in work clothes. not to mention i've been told by my coworkers that i always wear pants, so today i decided to spice it up and be a girl for a change. i don't think that was such a good idea tonight. first of all, my homie monique didn't come to class today which left me as the ONLY girl in school. the attention and the compliments were nice but dude, i felt like a raw piece of meat in a land of chupacabras.

but good news!!! that drummer in my class has been flirting back with me! hee hee! if anyone wants to know more about him, give me a call! i'm all giddy now.

i need to pee.

why is it that whenever a woman brings up what's bothering her it comes out as "drama" or "an argument". why can't i just express myself and how i'm feeling in words??? i believe that if i have a problem with something/someone i should talk about it openly with them. i guess it doesn't help when they themselves don't want to hear it.

i don't think i've ever been so upset in such a long time. i'm talking about anger and rage building up inside of me. i was literally driving 100 mph on a wet freeway last night with the radio blasting. every movement of the person sitting next to me was pissing me off. i seriously wanted to hurt him.

emotional pain i can handle. it's anger that i still can't seem to learn how to control. i HATE getting mad. i HATE anger. i HATE rage. it brings out the evil devil in me that takes control of my reason. how do i deal with it? silence at first. not to let the guilt build up in the other person, but to control myself from saying something i don't mean. to control unnecessary yelling. to control myself from looking like a crazy-psycho-bitch. i could have totally made a scene. i could have made it 100x worse. but he doesn't realize that.

every one is allowed to be angry, right? why is it the moment that anger is released from my body, i turn out to be insensitive and not understanding. fuck that. i am the most understanding person i know. conceited that may sound, but fuck it. it's the truth. it's anger that puts me over the edge. now i know why people tell me they're afraid of ever pissing me off. funny. i rarely get mad too.

when will this feeling go away? i was feeling better before i went to bed but every time i think about it, all these negative feelings surface and eat me up inside. inch by inch it creeps into my good side and tries to take over. i just want to be alone...

i bought more underwear. the lady at victoria's secret already knows me because i've been there 3 days in a row now. how pathetic.

anyhoo, jenny's been complaining that i don't write in my weblog so here. i'm actually at my friend's house right now trying to figure out how we're gonna upgrade my computer. looks like we'll be spending $300 for a new motherboard, processor, and more ram. we've had that computer for about 3 years (i think) and we haven't done anything to it since. so basically it's a slow piece of crap.

enough nerd talk. i saw the ring last night and oh my gosh. i don't think i've ever been so terrified from a movie. i couldn't even keep my eyes open. yeah, weak is me. or shall we say chicken shit. the whole theater couldn't sit still. "... s e v e n d a y s ......" we're all gonna die!!!