Literally. I've been so busy with work that I haven't had a chance to update my blog. I've been exhausted. I just got off work like less than 2 hours ago, and it'll be 10 more hours and I'll be back at work again.

First off, I just wanted to express how PROUD I am of Mark for making it into the A.S. Respiratory Therapy program @ Concorde College (which starts in November). I'm surprised at how many people don't know what Concorde is lol. I guess a lot of people over here know what it is because it's closer (but there's one in N. Hollywood that bestie went to? Idk. I guess people don't hear about it?)..it's either the nurses-to-be go to Concorde College or American Career College when they don't wanna attempt the community college rollercoaster. ANYWAYS! I'm really glad he got in. At first, his away message said, "FUCK, I KNEW IT" and I was thinking to myself, "Aww man..he didn't pass the entrance exam.." and then when he got home, he told me he starts in November. I wanted to kick his ass. But it made me happy; it even made me tear up. It's what he's been wanting, and he's gonna go REAL FAR in his career/life. He's already planned his future, and it makes me happy that he's starting NOW when we both expected that he'd wait a while for this. So good for my Markie :D

Anyways, I've been dying to cop those Meet & Greet Paramore tickets, and it just wouldn't happen. I got really bummed over it (stupid Henderson), but I mean there's always next time. Plus, I'm seeing them anyways in Costa Mesa *woo woo* and that's just exciting enough (plus the OC Fair!) Seeing Hayley sing is such inspiration. Seriously. But yeah, I really can't wait for those deep fried Oreos.

Home is so comfy, but can get boring after not going out for a while. I've been learning songs on the piano. Like Paramore's "Crushcrushcrush" and "Love Song" by Sarah Bareilles (really easy one). But yeah. That's all I've been doing lately.

There's just so many things I wanna do soon. This upcoming Saturday is so crazy! It's the Filipino Independence day celebration at Veteran's. It's also $3 hakata ramen at Shin Sen Gumi. And it's also the Kanye West show (which we still haven't decided whether we wanted to go or not). But DAYUM. What a weekend. I really want that ramen soup. Like, right now.

Here are some places I'm wanting to go to before/during this summer:
1) L.A. Zoo
2) San Diego Zoo
3) Disneyland!
4) Sea World
5) Desert Hills Outlets
6) Camarillo Outlets
7) Melrose Ave.

BAHHHHHH. I wanna go see animals and go shopping, pretty much.

My parents are going to Florida this month! LUCKYYY. I told them I wanna go because I wanna go to DisneyWorld. Jerks! I have work :(

I think I have an idea of what kinda nails I wanna get next time I visit Anri at Nail Factory. I was planning on getting dog paw prints and bones, but I think I'm gonna get that the next next time. I'm so excited, I can't wait! It's like shopping for new clothes, except for my nails =P

Before I end my blog, I wanted to post a bunch of nail designs that I randomly selected from different Japanese nail magazines that I have, and a couple of the last ones are from some website. The quality of the pics may suck because I took pictures of them using my camera (duh) so sorry! But I just wanted to share these (I KNOW, it's a lot) because I thought they look pretty/cool/funky (in my opinion) I know only a handful of people who would actually bother to look at them, but hey, I don't care, it's cool to look at..so ENJOY!! (If they're not working, my photobucket guest password is "caleefornication")





Well, 'til next time. I'm waiting for my boo to get home, and I'm kinda hoooongry. PEACE!

Damn, I am EXHAUSTED. BUT! I feel like typing.

Yesterday afternoon:

1) Margaux had a bath
2) Margaux slept in our room for a couple of hours.
3) Margaux was laying on our bed
4) Happy walks in, and PEES on my fucking down blanket (on top of our bed). Stupid stupid dominant little rude dog!

Sometimes, just sometimes. He's lucky I like him at times, AND he's also lucky he's not personally MY dog because I would've thrown his territorial little ass across the room. I told Mark,

"PLEASE..just PLEASE UNDERSTAND. I just wanted to spend some quality time with my dog, and you let your dumbass dog (who happens to get attention 24/7) come inside the room KNOWING he was gonna pee on the bed just because Margaux's on top of it."

And this isn't the only time Happy's done this. He fucking peed on Bonnie's bed 100x when she used to stay with us. Sometimes that dog drives me SO INSANE I wanna rip my hair out. He makes me works 10x more than I should. Whatever. I'm over it. I still have to clean the damn blanket.

Anyways, we had to take Margaux to Petsmart because my dad asked me to run some errands for the other doggies. Margaux took a big ol' dump, and these two girls were staring in SHOCK as if they've never seen a freakin' dog take a SHIT before. They were like, "EW OMG DID YOU SEE THAT / CAN YOU SMELL THAT?" In my head I kept thinking, Please save your drama...as if you've never seen a piece of poop in your life...why are you shopping at Petsmart for your dog if you act like you can't even stand the site of poop? I guess I was just showing a really bitchy side of me because that little event happens to be a normal part of my every day life--at home AND at work.

After Petsmart, we had dinner at Shin Sen Gumi's Hakata Ramen. Mark Santos hit Mark up asking if we were down to go, and OF COURSE we accepted. I felt bad for leaving Margaux in the car for like 20 minutes, but she fell asleep anyway (even though I really really really HATE IT when people leave their dogs in their car for long periods of time, but I rushed out so I could be with her and give her water) That place is SO BOMB, I can't emphasize that enough; we've become regulars! I feel like I don't want to share this secret, but they have a special weekend (6/7 and 6/8) where the first 500 people who come in after 11am get a full bowl of ramen for only $3. THREE FREAKING BUCKS. That's less than the cost of HALF a bowl on regular days. We are SO there.

Today wasn't interesting, really. Palmdale's boring. The mall is boring. There's no Forever 21 or Urban or even a shoe store that appeals to me whatsoever, so being there is a drag. All we did was spend time with my lola (who kept calling Mark "guapo"--so funny) and lolo, and I let the dogs run around. I took some pictures (I'll post those later because I'm getting lazy). They're such dorks. I love my pups.

I can't believe the OC Fair is already coming up soon. I swear that was the day before Ninja (our white chinchilla) was born, and even Bonnie was born shortly after that. Trippin' me out! I love the petting zoo. Those animals are hilarious, ramming into me and crap (I have videos from last year). But I am soooooo damn excited because Jack's Mannequin and Paramore are playing at the amphitheater this year! FUCKK. Jack's and Paramore? Totally bringing me back to 2005. I am now convinced that the year of 2005 was my best BUT worst year that I have ever had (so far), but I have no regrets. So many good yet bad memories, and now this show is playing back the music we used to bump, bringing it all back. GOOD STUFF. :D So excited. And if you have never tried deep fried oreos, YOU SHOULD. Mmmm. Time flies. It's already been a year since the OC fair last year! Jeeeeeeeez. But if no one has any plans that day (July 30, 2008), spend time with Mark and I at the OC Fair before we hit the show at 7pm :D (btw: I found out all this info through my e-mails ALLLL BY myself just in case anyone has that 'I heard about it first / I knew about it first / I-know-EVERYTHING- first-because-I'm-a-dumb-bitch-and-I-act-like-I-own-everything' attitude)

Sigh; I received a call earlier from my general manager and she asked if I could cover a shift tomorrow...sigh sigh sigh. I'm supposed to have tomorrow off, but I feel bad because the guy who needs it always covers other people's shifts, so I'm down to make some of that extra money. So it's alllllll good.

I'm outro. I'm burnt out, tired, hot, whatever. And I'm waiting for my lover to get home. G'night & PEACE!

PS: HI CHOLO! ILY<3 M.O.B., mo'fuckas.

..by the Academy Is.. brings back 2005 memories. I love this song.
This song also reminds me of when I first visited Mark's myspace in February 2006.
I was like, "Oh, I guess he's cool afterall."

Anyways, I'm at work. Being receptionist is fun. I don't do crap but greet super excited dogs, and fill in all their info, and that's pretty much it. :D Technically my "break" is the whole time I'm at the desk doing nothing because I can't just leave if I wanted food. I was contemplating on some Quiznos delivery, but their website's pissing me off, getting me all confused. Then I thought, hmm Thai food delivery..but their freakin' menu on their website isn't working. So I called Jean (to the rescue!) and she's bringing me my favorite Carl's meal by 10:30am. YES! And NO, I didn't just bug her to bring me food. She wants to borrow my camera this weekend, and I happen to have it with me here at work. So it works both ways.

I'm off for the next two days, but unfortunately I'm stuck driving to Palmdale. I wish I had an excuse to just drop Margaux off and leave (even though I wanna spend time with the doggies), but my great-aunt/lola (whatever it is), is visiting from the Philippines, and my dad asked me to drive her around to the mall or whatever. WHAT THE HELL IS THERE TO SHOW AROUND IN PALMDALE? Please, someone fill me in, 'cuz from what I know there's NOTHING. I would rather chill in the valley and blaze my ass off. That's way chiller. And knowing a typical filipino, she's gonna asking me a bunch from the following:

"Where are you studying now?"
"WHAT are you studying?"
"How come you don't want to study nursing?"
"Is your boyfriend filipino?"
"How come you gained weight?"
"Have you talked to your mom?"
"How come you don't want to stay here with your Daddy?"

UGH. I already know it. I see it coming.

ANYWAYS...

If you haven't seen the Namesake, you should definitely watch it. My sister made me watch it a short while back, but I ended up really really liking it and I bought the DVD the other day. It's about this guy from India who decided to study abroad in New York, and after 2 years he goes back to India to meet his soon-to-be wife (arranged marriage). They both get married and end up moving back to New York. Their first son (Kal Penn--Yes, KUMAR! He's also a stoner in this movie too, how ironic) was named "Gogol", you know, after the writer. And basically the whole movie depicts their life coming to America, bringing their son/daughter into the world, and their experiences. GOOD stuff. I cried at the end. Touching.

And I love Juno! That movie is so weird in so many ways, but I bought that DVD too and watched it again. I bought like 10 DVDs in the past week. Movie nights! (:

I'm planning to take pictures of some of the dogs here at work. They're so cute. I can't wait 'til I get some damn batteries for Mark's camera since Jean's gonna have mine for a little bit.

And before I stop, I just wanted to briefly write about how I think that some people are so goddamn spoiled that they take advantage of it by acting like complete airheads. What do you have to complain about when you have everything? So shut up. You're a joke.

Peace!

WOW! I didn't even know I would ever come back to blogging. I forgot my Xanga password. I think I still have my same old layout from 2004 or 2005 on there though, HA! (http://www.xanga.com/lil_calee)

I still have the MeDaShortKid s/n (which was my first xanga account created in 2003) but I completely deleted everything that I can't even edit that thing (see: http://www.xanga.com/MeDaShortKid).

I also forgot my LiveJournal password (http://w0rdzleftunsaid.livejournal.com/) even though I'm positive I logged onto there like a couple months go. Oh, here's a classic line:

"Oh, and to the shit head that told my best friend to die, fuck your ass, I swear I can't get over the fact that you had the nerve to tell my own best friend to die. I hope to see you in hell, shitface. Today is shit, I have an appointment with a doctor because supposedly I'm psychotic. It's okay. At least I get to vent about how I think of half you assholes."

Damn was I emo or what? Anywho, idk. My high school passwords are completely long gone from my memory. But looking back on those posts--priceless.

Back to subject:
YAY! I get to type again. It's because I get really bored; I don't even know who's gonna end up reading this shit (like anyone cares, yup, I KNOW), but it's okay; this gives me something to do while Mark plays NBA 2k8 on his XBOX. If I can't vent to anyone, might as well type it right?!

I don't have much to say right now. I have work at 12:30 until 7pm. I must say, I really really really enjoy my job so far. My last job was fun yet too complicated. I believe we weren't getting the pay we deserved over there either. And although most of us know that a career with animals (such as a vet assistant, non-registered vet tech, etc.) doesn't get you such an amazing income, it doesn't mind animal lovers such as myself. Just being able to enjoy my job, being with the dogs, making new friends, seeing happy owners--seriously keeps me happy. I love it. I love working! Who thought I'd ever say that? I get to be with doggies AND i get money?! oh man, two of my favorite things all at once. DOPE!

Well my hair is all wavy and ugly, I gotta fix it. Blast on that Bare Minerals, and I'm outro. I'll write once something interesting in my life happens! 'til then...

PEACE!

Hello, my name is Calee. I may have the same interests as many others, but I'm really different. I don't judge by looks or status. I get along with everybody, but I prefer to just associate with those who are open-minded and can really understand who I am and where I came from. I have a good life living with my boyfriend Mark. He's the best boyfriend ever; he's intelligent, focused, and he takes the best care of me. One thing that everyone knows about me is that I LOVE DOGS. I don't party much or get drunk whatsoever, but that doesn't stop me from having fun. I love food (who doesn't?), and I love sight-seeing, shopping, watching movies, singing, going to amusement parks, or watching shows. These blogs should give you a hint of what life's like: BUSY! Work, school, dogs, Mark, and all that good junk.