i have come to accept the fact that i can't squat with my feet flat on the floor even if my life depended on it. i don't know if it's because my ankles don't bend far enough or if my hips are just too damn heavy. it seriously makes me wanna cry. every other filipino on this earth can do the "squat", but me? ohhhhhh no! how pathetic.

my taste in christmas music has been ridiculed by my coworkers - mainly my boss. i brought in my "getoblaster" (as he calls it) and xmas cds to get into the christmas spirit, but it's kinda hard when their idea of xmas music was that played in the 60's, which in turn has coined my collection as "the eminem xmas special". no, i don't have anything even close to eminem playing, but i guess my soulful holiday compilations were a little too soulful for them. whatever. tomorrow i may be cursed to listening to the manheim steamroller.

oh my gosh. my mom's such a dork. she made an appointment with me to drive her to the mall today to do some shopping and she completely forgot about it. meanwhile, i'm sitting here like a dumb-ass when i could have made other plans to go out tonight. poochie.