3 hours later...
Wednesday, June 18, 2008,
9:10 PM
Anri's a genius.
Compare to:
Viva la Vida.
Monday, June 16, 2008,
1:56 PM
"Boo! I'm Margaux!"
I've been so freakin' busy. I haven't had time to sleep. Last week, I had ONE DAY OFF..it felt like NOTHING because I haven't been able to rest for SHIT. Margaux was spayed last Monday. She's a little chicken. But she's doing good..she's actually sleeping under my desk @ work right now. She'll be staying with us until she's healed, so that'll probably be another couple days..then she can go back home to her BFF Bonnie. :) I'm so amazed by the fact that Margaux learns really quick. She's already learned to only pee on her weeweepad, and she goes to her crate when she's told to. But she keeps chewing on our shit, like earlier this morning, she ate half my breakfast that was out on top of the desk. UGH. Now I'm hungry, and I'll explain why...
Oh yeah, check out her gangster new collar ;)
So..I'm stuck on a diet. I can only eat what I'm supposed to eat (I have never eaten so many vegetables in my life). I haven't had fast food in exactly 6 days which is a RECORD. I'm actually proud of myself for taking this up. Woo, I'm excited to see what'll it'll feel like in..let's say..a year. lol. I felt so stupid because there I was, standing in the kitchen, having no clue how to cook vegetables. And I was there holding my blackberry asking Janelle and Mark on AIM how to steam my carrots and broccoli. LOL. It's not my fault my parents never fed me fruits and vegetables when I was little! I mean, I eat veggies, I just never cooked/prepared them on my own. I'm used to TV dinners and my mom's cooking. So it's a lot of adjusting for me..but I guess that's a good thing. I'm starting to feel healthier, and that's what matters. And I've been more active so that's a plus. Yay!
Oh yeah, Hakata Ramen last weekend was delicious; I mean it always is, but it was more delicious when it only cost us $3 (there were a gripload of people). Just wanted to include that.
Summer's almost here, and I'm sorta dreading it.
1) It gets really REALLY hot in our room
2) Work will be packed / loud / busy /lsah;gsdlkgh;alsdj;aieh
Yeah. Idk. I've been really stressed lately.
OH YEAH! Yesterday was Father's Day. I didn't get to spend time with my dad because he's in Flo-rida having a blast. I texted him because he wouldn't pick up his freakin' phone. He texted back saying, "Thx anak." Haha. My dad means THE WORLD to me! I seriously wish there was more I could do for him. He raised me. Picking out a card for my dad every year is extremely emotional (I tear up and stuff). The first thing I bought my dad was a glass frame (customized) with a poem. The poem reads:
"To My Daddy,
You may have thought I didn't see
Or that I haven't heard,
Life lessons that you taught to me
But I got every word.
Perhaps you thought I missed it all
And that we'd grow apart,
But Dad, I picked up everything
It's written in my heart.
Without you Dad, I wouldn't be
The person I am today,
You built a strong foundation
No one can take away.
I've grown up with your values,
And I'm very glad I did
So here's to you, dear father,
From your forever grateful kid.
Happy Father's Day!
I love you,
Charleene."
*tears..I love my Dad (:
And I also got him the Logitech Harmony 1000 universal remote control (touch-screen!) since my dad has like 10 remotes scattered around his table in front of the sofa. Isn't it cool?! We don't really need one of these, but my dad sure does. He has so many things to control, like the lights, and the dvd player, and cable box, and everything else in that house. I don't know what's at the house that DOESN'T use a remote. But yeah. This remote control costs $500 if you're buying it straight from Logitech.com =X But whatevers. I love my dad, and he deserves something nice. Even though we used to bump heads so damn often, I wouldn't want anyone else to replace him. And even though he's stubborn as hell, selfish at times, mean, moody, racist at times (lol), doesn't listen to anyone, close-minded, thinks that he's right and everyone else in the world is wrong--he's my dad. He's been there since day 1, no one else. It's always been Charleene and Daddy. Trust me, the one day I won't have my dad anymore will be the worst day of my life, hands down.
Nail factory on Wednesday..yay. All my nails fell off except the thumbs LOL. It's cuz I've had Margaux around for the past week, so I've been cleaning 50x more than I usually would, and I hate washing my hands so many times in a day because it effects my eczema and creates red patches. blah. Anywho, I can't wait to see how my nails turn out this time :D Check back for pictures!
K I'm outro. I have laundry to fold. Peaces!
PS: GF, Shehan or someone: If you're reading this, let's go to Disneyland SOON! I wanna go!
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"Boo! I'm Margaux!"
I've been so freakin' busy. I haven't had time to sleep. Last week, I had ONE DAY OFF..it felt like NOTHING because I haven't been able to rest for SHIT. Margaux was spayed last Monday. She's a little chicken. But she's doing good..she's actually sleeping under my desk @ work right now. She'll be staying with us until she's healed, so that'll probably be another couple days..then she can go back home to her BFF Bonnie. :) I'm so amazed by the fact that Margaux learns really quick. She's already learned to only pee on her weeweepad, and she goes to her crate when she's told to. But she keeps chewing on our shit, like earlier this morning, she ate half my breakfast that was out on top of the desk. UGH. Now I'm hungry, and I'll explain why...
