6.29.2007

my challenge to you...

I’ve been doing Pilates for a couple of months now and I’ve just now realized why I like it. I’m not that keen on slow exercises. I generally like to do cardio exercises (like step aerobics, cardio latin dance, etc.). But I decided to do Pilates after my co-worker told me it helps with your abs.

I was very surprised that I keep going. But I think it’s because of the instructor. She always tells me how great I’m doing and how strong I am. Well, us. It makes me feel good, even though I don’t do those hard poses. Even if I just lay there, she’ll say, “great job.” It makes me feel good. I think people like to hear praises.

So I challenge you and I to praise at least one person a day. It can be something as simple as “I love your outfit,” or “I appreciate you.”

6.25.2007

cell phones...

Sometimes you hate them, but some people like me really can’t live without them. If I don’t have my cell phone, I feel like I’m without my contacts/glasses.

My cell phone died Tuesday. My one-year-old Motorola Razor randomly shut off one me. I took it to Verizon that afternoon. Apparently, it could have been the battery or water damage. But of course the first question was, “Do you have insurance?”

“No,” I said sulking and batting my eyes to male across the counter. That was when I noticed the rep. looking at my chest. The entire time he spoke to me, well really my chest. With that, a few smiles and eye glares later, I was out of there with a new phone and battery for $70 (I got the same rate, as if I had insurance).

Three days later, my cell phone died on me again. Apparently, it was a short circuit. This time I lost all of my contacts. I was mad. And I wanted to slap that b**** behind the counter who kept smiling at me the entire time.

I have had so many problems with this cell phone. My mom, who has the same kind, has had problems too. In fact, come to think of it my last cell phone wasn’t too great either. That got me thinking. The last cell phone I had that I had no problems with was the old Nokia phone. You remember the big (well big compared to what's out now) bulky ones that was fairly popular some years back? (It wasn’t a flip phone) That was the best phone I had.

Just as I was thinking about that and talking to my co-worker, she pulls out the same one. She said “I have had this phone for years. I only use it in emergencies, but it’s reliable.” Damn her, I should have kept that phone too. So I would have gotten a couple of giggles from friends, but at least I would have some reliability. They just don’t make them like they used to.

6.20.2007

no Angelina fan here...

Angelina Jolie’s movie “A Mighty Heart” is out. It looks pretty good. While talking about the movie one of my co-worker’s and I got on the subject of Angelina Jolie.

Previously, I’ve never really had a problem with Angelina. She was not one of my favorites. Now, if anyone asked me for my list of female celebrities I’d make out with, she’d be on it, but that’s another story. Main thing is I wasn’t crazy about her and will never be.

Anyways, my co-worker and I were talking about how interesting it is everyone has forgotten this woman stole somebody’s husband. It’s so weird because when I see pictures of Angelina, Brad Pitt and their children, I don’t think happy family. I think “Oh that’s the woman that stole Jennifer Aniston’s husband.” What gets me is no one really made a big deal about it when it all happened. It was just “Jennifer and Brad are getting a divorce.” Next day, “Brad and Angelina are together.”

I guess it makes me so mad because I’ve always thought if I were in that situation, I would be the Jennifer Aniston. I would be heartbroken and freaking pissed. I’ll give Angelina props for all of her charity work and adopting kids, but that still doesn’t replace the fact that she took somebody’s husband (Not to put no blame on Brad. It’s his fault too.). For that, I will never be a fan of her.

6.17.2007

officially exclusive...

I knew it was coming. I mean after all Sweetness and I have been dating for three months. We’re officially exclusive. He asked me Saturday. I don’t know whether to puke or jump in joy. Puke, because part of me still detests the thought of the cuddling, hand holding and “I love you”s. I think that portion of me will never go away. Jump in joy because he is a nice guy. I really do like him, but I like my singledom too.

So naturally, I had to test him. “Can I wear my bootylicious mini-skirt to the Beyonce concert with my matching body-bearing top (even though you won’t be there)?”

He said, “Yes.”

“Really?”

“I trust you,” he replied. That makes two of us. I mean I trust him, but about as much as I trust anybody after three months. Trust and I just don’t go well together anyway. He could very well take a knife stab it my heart, twist it around and leave. Okay, so maybe that was a bit too graphic. But that’s the way I see it.

Anyways, so we spent both evenings together this weekend and he didn’t get on my nerves. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. He’s so quiet. I don’t ever see him getting on my nerves. If anything, I probably get on his nerves. I suppose it was nice. Saturday night, after the movie, we went back to his place. We fell asleep on the couch together watching the Disney Channel. It was serene.

6.13.2007

not again...

I’ve been taking classes for six months straight and I can say I am burnt out. This is when I start getting all cranky and tired all of the time.

So I’ve gotten about half of my grades in for this last class I was in. I made all 95’s or 100’s. The only thing that is left is the group project grade.

If I end up making a B in this class because of this group project I am going to be so mad. It’ll be the second time it’s happened to me. I have to get all the A’s I can get now, because this accounting is kicking my ass. And what’s worse is that now that I’m starting to grasp it, I realize that I can get this stuff down. It’s just can I get it down in 6 weeks? I need an A.

Four down; four more classes to go for the year. If I can just get through accounting, even if it is with a B, I will be so grateful. They (those who have finished the program) say all the classes I have left are hard. So what do I have left? Marketing, global business, finance (another tough class) and some strategic management class that’s completely online.

6.11.2007

parents should be parents...

So I’ve been following this story about the 21-year-old SMU student who died of a drug overdose. Police officials found her body near Waco. Meghan Bosch’s parents have been pretty outspoken throughout this whole ordeal. Last Monday, her dad announced that school officials needs to better address substance abuse among students. In the past five months, three SMU students have died due to alcohol and/or drug abuse.

I think the dad is right. But at the same time on a collegiate level, there is only so much university officials can control. It’s not like its high school. The campus is spread out everywhere. Once your “child” hits 18 years old, your “child” isn’t really a child anymore. From the time we are in elementary school, we are taught to say “no” to drugs. Excuse me if I seem a bit insensitive, but Meghan Bosch chose to take those drugs herself. Maybe her family is in a bit of denial (which is understandable), but she was a 21-year-old woman. That’s an adult. If an adult wants to take drugs, an adult will find a way to get drugs.

Mr. Bosch said “drugs are woven into the Greek system and social fabric of the university.” While I believe the university has a responsibility to enforce the rules that are already set, which prohibits drug use, isn’t some of the responsibility on the student itself? When are parents going to stop blaming school officials for their “children’s” mistakes?

According to news reports, Mr. Bosch and his wife knew she was on drugs since February. I’m not saying it was the parents’ responsibility, because once a “child” is 21 years old, you really don’t have much control of his/her life. I’m just saying neither does a university.

6.08.2007

He makes me happy...

Ok, so I’m sold on Sweetness. His name (that I’ve given him on here) describes him to the T. I don’t want to get into detail, but he said something to me last night that just made me say I want to be with him. (Which is totally messing up my plan because I'm not so sure I want to be in a relationship right now.)

All of this is so surprising because between all of this dating, he’s kind of been the sleeper in this. My feelings for him have kind of caught me by surprise.

His personality is nothing like mine. The man is exactly the way he seems. He’s quiet and shy. He’s nice. He’s smart. He’s starting back college in September to get his degree in engineering. He’s a neat freak. Everything in his apartment is in place. He makes up his bed everyday. He has more books on his shelves than DVDs. I’ll just come out and say it – he is a nerd. He said some of his friends call him that and I see why. But the nerd isn’t all that bad.

We have a lot of things in common. He likes to travel. He has horrible allergies like I do. He even has the air purifier like me. He's from a middle class family. He has an older sister who's working on her Phd and two very successful parents. He even understand the need for a maid (he had one most of his life too). More importantly, he wants the same things I want or in this case don't want, which are kids and any kind of pet except a fish.

I’ve always been attracted to multi-talented men. He can put together anything in a second. He can ski, ice skate, play the saxophone, violin and do even more. I think I'm going to stick with Sweetness. He makes me happy.

6.05.2007

so little time, so little money

I’m in the midst of that time of year. No, not when I get my period. Or where I believe I have the biggest but alive. It’s the middle of sale season.

Some of my favorite stores and more are having its biggest sales of the year.The only problem is this is a five-week month. For those of you who don’t know, I only get paid once a month. Damn-it. In August, we’ll start to get paid like most people do. But until them I’m stuck with four weeks left until I get paid with a Nordstrom’s Half-Yearly sale to hit up, a Victoria’s Secret in-store sale to sneak into and several dozen sample sales to crash in on at work.

I have to go to the Nordstrom’s sale. It only happens twice a year and I have a huge list of things I’ve been eyeing to go on sale. The same goes for Victoria’s Secret. I have to buy now, because in the long run it will pay off later. I don’t buy anything until the next sale, six months down the line. Well except for those two or three trips I might hop in there for, but those don’t really count.

Then I have to go to the sample sales and participate in e-bid at work. After all, all the money goes to United Way. What kind of person would I be not to help the kids and other people in need?

Oh and let’s not forget about my special coupon I got from Coach – 25 percent off anything in the store. I’ve been blessed to have received these coupons for the past year, as a “preferred customer.” So if I don’t buy something, they might stop sending me the coupons. So what’s a girl to do? Too much shopping; so little time and money.

6.03.2007

He's so nice...

He’s sooo nice. I can’t turn against him. Besides you should have seen him giving his presentation. Hotness just got up there and went at it. He really thinks on his feet. The man is good. I didn’t even think he would do that good on his portion of the presentation considering I put it together. He quoted well-known people off the top of his head.

I tell you Hotness is really something. He already has another masters in anthropology. He’s just one of those likable people. He has even agreed to help me with my next class. He even sent an e-mail today saying how nice it was meeting me. He had a good time working with me. So what’s a girl to do? Despite the fact he did nothing on the group project, do I give him a good grade or a bad grade?

I don’t know what to do. Meanwhile, things have been heating up between Sweetness and I.

6.01.2007

He dropped the ball...

Hotness let us down. He got us the powerpoint over a day late and it’s not done. The couple and I stayed up late last night just to finish it all up. Grrr…I secretly knew it. He’s one of these hot guys who gets by on his charm.

He’s going down. We get to grade each other in the group. He’s getting a 0. I can’t believe he let us down. He did nothing - absolutely nothing. Then, tonight when I was e-mailing the group, he asks me if the paper is due next week. I told him no it’s tomorrow. He says: “Wow I thought it was due next week. I dropped the ball on that.” Ya think?

I knew Sweetness is the one.