Slapped in the face Vol. 3, *Special Edition*

So I come home from work today and see there's a little girl in the living room watching TV. I go up to her and say, "Hi there. I'm Elizabeth. What's your name?" She informed me that her name is Bella and that she was here with her aunt who was downstairs helping my dad out with work. Her aunt is a very good family friend of ours and she had brought Bella by before but I think it was during tax season or for some reason, I wasn't home!

Anyways, talked to Bella for a few more mins and then went downstairs to talk to my dad & Bella's aunt. After a few mins though, I felt bad she was up there by herself so I asked her if she wanted to watch "So You Think You Can Dance" since I didn't get to watch it the night before. She was SUPER excited since it was her favorite show! (BTW- My mom actually got me into this show cuz I really had no desire to watch it yet I'm SO glad I do! The Bittersweet thing about the show is that this was what Wade Robson originally wanted to do for his show back in the day on MTV.... Oh well. He does help out with this show though....) Also, this year, a very good friend of mine from dance class/"The Wade Robson Project" is on the show! His name is Stephen "Twitch" Boss and for as good as a dancer he is, he's the epitome of what all people should be! He's as nice, sweet, caring and personable as they come and I'm SO happy for him right now! Once I saw he was on the show, I told my mom that he's winning, no if's, ands, or buts about it! To check out some of his dancing skills, either You Tube him or even watch the movie "Hairspray". He first comes in when they're having a party at MotorMouth Maybelline's place and then at the end when he's looking at Amber (Brittany Snow's character) and teaching her how to dance.... You won't regret it!

Alright, I have to learn how to control these tangents! I feel they're getting worse as the years go by! Anyways, Bella was kinda nervous around the dogs so I told her we could go watch it up stairs and the dogs wouldn't bother us there. So we go up to my room but we got to talking and then she wanted to do each other's hair. She just told me to put my hair in a side bun and then she wanted me to do the same for her. While we're talking, I notice how mature and well spoken she is. I mean, when I asked her who Britney Spears was, she not only told me who but what she did to Justin Timberlake by cheating on him! I sat there and soaked in the "ET" moment I was having with this child!

I knew she was young yet I didn't know how young. So while I was doing her hair, I asked Bella how old she was. She informed me she was 6. She then asked how old I was. I said, "26" and right then and there, I stopped and took a step back. It had just hit me that if I had followed the same path that all my friends did when we were 18, 19, & 20, she would be my kid! Well, not her but instead of me playing with her hair it would be more of an everyday obligation of doing her hair.... Get what I mean??? Either way, it kinda tripped me out and she even knew something was wrong! She was like,"What's the matter?" and I flat out told her that she could be my kid! She even said, "Wowww". It was really cute.....

After hanging out with her, it made me realize that I do want kids. Well, maybe "kid" and lots of dogs but I would like at least one and to DEFINITELY wait a few more years....

Slapped in the face, Vol. 2

**WARNING- The following post contains VERY graphic language and is not for the faint of heart or prudes. If the "F" and even "C" (oh yeah, I'm going there....) words are bothersome to you, then you may not want to continue on. Just wanted to give a fair warning that way people aren't like, "Damn, what the hell is her problem!?" Well, you're about to find out....**

You know, I made the category "Slapped in the Face" for the times that I have been really screwed and basically taken advantage of in the past. I didn't think that I would have a present example but I do and let me tell you, I'm infuriated! Actually, more disappointed, hurt and crushed but still infuriated. Let me tell you a lil story.....

Long time ago, I had (yes, had) a friend who I had known since 7th grade. Since then, I knew she used me for my acquired math skills but that was after she would make fun behind and even sometimes, in front of me. When she realized how good I was in Math, she then became my friend and I stupidly went along with it. Through out the years, she would continue ever so often but after awhile, more of an actual friendship happened and the "making fun of me" would only happen once in a while but she still would. Cut to after high school (which we didn't even go to the same school), we still talked and hung out. She started getting into these horrible relationships and she also started doing "shit" (aka- speed, meth, whatever you want to call it!) I, being the "pendeja" (<-- basically "stupid sap" in Spanish) that I am, I was there for her. I was always there when she needed someone to pick her up when she would be kicked out of her parents or even with whatever boyfriend kicked her out and even stupider, would take her to get her "shit". I never "shit" with her cuz I felt like I had enough health problems as it was and I didn't need to mess myself up anymore! Anyways, She then was introduced, by HO of all people, to "Him", the one who changed her life in more ways than one.

Everything really went downhill when "She" met "Him". "Him" would hit her, treat her like shit and "She" would just eat it up. There was one time he actually hit her in front of me and I was just furious and I started yelling at him. He then asked me if I wanted the same thing and started coming after me. Well, like I've mentioned before, don't fuck with me or the ones who are close to me cuz I'll go off! When he came towards me, I put my arms up and grabbed his, put them behind his back, pushed him to the ground and said, "Like I fucking said! You come after me, her or any other woman like that again and I will kill you!!!" and then proceeded to push him to the ground and kick him while I was at it, too. From that day on, he knew not to fuck with me yet when they felt they needed to leave here and move out of state to the middle of nowhere, there was nothing I could do to try and protect her. He one time literally almost killed her, having a knife to her neck and not letting her breath, but she then was able to move her legs and kicked him in the balls. I believe that's the only reason why "She's" alive today! Yet for some reason, after every fight, they would end up with each other once again.

"She" was, how do I say this politely, "loose, easy, had lots of sex with everyone known to man"?!? Yet she had NEVER gotten pregnant. She hated using condoms, wasn't on birth control, and would have it morning, noon and night, rain or shine, period or no period! It seemed like there was NEVER a time where she wasn't doing it! We even had the discussion that we thought that she was infertile and couldn't have a baby! Well, what do you know??? She actually gets pregnant by "Him". I didn't believe it until she showed me the slip from Planned Parenthood. She took that as a sign that "She" & "Him" were meant to be. As "She" would say, "I mean, why him? I could have gotten pregnant by anyone else but I got pregnant by him. It's a sign...." Yeah, a sign "She" was a moron!

During her pregnancy, she was out of state so I wasn't around to really see how she was doing. We would talk on occasion but there was nothing I could do from here. About a week away from her due date, I got a call from not only her but from her folks. Turns out that "Him" got pissed about SOMETHING (who knows what but it was always something really stupid!) and he pushed her around, thankfully she landed on the bed. "She" was able to run (waddle) out of the place yet while "She" drove away, he threw rocks at the car windows and broke the back driver's window and the passenger window. Her & her folks called me to go and pick her up. They were paying for my plane ticket and then they gave me gas money to drive her and ALL the baby stuff back here. I did it with basically a 16-18 hr. notice. When I left the next day to drive our to her dad's place, I just told my folks I was going to San Diego for the weekend to visit PH (that's where she was living at the time) and that I would be back in a few days. <--(*note- I didn't end up telling my folks I did that for about a year.....)

So there I was, up to the middle of nowhere to pick up my pregnant friend that was about a week away from her due date in a little 2-door car with broken windows, 16 hr. drive and for about 10 of the hrs. with NO reception on my cell phone! At one point, we were in Oregon, going over this lil bridge and we randomly saw a stork. Like a legit, what you see in the movie "Dumbo" and "Father of the Bride 2", stork! I said to her, "Oh wow, look! A stork!". "She" was pretty surprised to and then it hit me. I turned my head, eyes as wide as possible and said to her, "Don't you DARE have this baby right now!!! We're in the middle of nowhere, have NO supplies and no cell reception!!! Don't even THINK about having this baby right now!!!" She didn't (thank god) but still........ It was scary.

Once I got her home, I basically took care of her til the baby came out. Took her to all her dr. appts., got to see the baby in the ultrasound, even got to hear the baby's heartbeat and have hiccups! Seemed like at least once a day I took her out to eat somewhere! I mean, I took my job seriously in taking care of her. All I asked was that I would be able to be there when the baby was born. Well, she went WAY over her due date and ended up having the baby about 2 weeks after the due date. Coincidentally, I was leaving to go to Meixco City with "HO" the day before they induced her. I was just heartbroken. I wanted to be there SOOOO bad when that baby came out and now I had to jump on a plane and miss it. When I went to wish her luck and to tell her to leave me messages on my phone once the baby came out, I was crying. I even for some reason apologized cuz I couldn't be there yet it didn't matter since........ "She" had "Him" come from out of state to be there for the baby's birth!!! So even if I was there when she went into labor, I couldn't be in there cuz HE WAS THERE!!!! I couldn't believe she did that! "Him" wasn't even suppose to come near her, let alone leave the state he was in! It was the only thing I hated about the birthing video <--(Oh yeah! There was video and it was FANTASTIC! It was all over the shoulder, so you couldn't see THAT and her reactions were the BEST!!! I took everyone I knew to watch it cuz it was great!). Right when I got back from Mexico City, I went home, dropped off my stuff and me & my hair, which still in place from the night before (they're hardcore when it comes to doing hair over there! And it only cost $10!!! They probably used every dangerous chemical and poo in my hair but it looked good....), went over to see the baby.

I knew the minute I saw him that he was the most amazing child born. He was perfect in every way. I remember when I first got to hold him and feed him, while watching the greatest birthing video alive, I said to him,"Always remember that I love you and I will ALWAYS be here for you, no matter what". From then on, I considered him as if he was part of me.

I would go over everyday. "She" and I got close again and I was there every moment I could to help her with the baby. In truth though, it really wasn't tough. I truly feel he has me spoiled for whenever I end up having kids cuz I only hope they're as good as he was! Really, it was crazy how much of a good baby he was! Everyone knows I'm a BIG advocate of not taking kids out of the house until they're a double digit age but with the baby, it didn't matter! We would run down everything we had to do for the day and I would end it saying, "Well, let's take the baby." We would go shopping for hours and whatnot and he would just kick it in the stroller, smiling and getting all the attention he could want! So many people would make the comment that he was so well behaved and I would flat out say, "Oh, we know!". Well, that was one of the things "She" hated that I would do, that I would say "we". "She" said when I said that we sounded like we were a lesbian couple! I didn't mean that but I could see why she would get pissed so I had to change what I would say.

Once the baby was born, "She" kinda got back into drugs ("shit, speed, meth"...whatever!). "She" always said one of the main reasons why she did it was to lose weight.... yeah..... I'm really trying not to be a bitch and I am going to preface this by saying that I don't talk shit, I only tell the truth-- Honestly, for as much as she did,"She" was the only person I had EVER met that never lost a significant amount of weight while doing drugs! It was crazy! Well, since she started again and I was stupid, I would tell her that I would watch the baby while she went out. I even gave her my cell phone just in case she needed me or I needed her in regards to the baby. One night though, I honestly thought she was dead. I called her god knows how many times. She said she was going to be about an hour or so and when it was almost the 4 hr. mark, I really started to freak out. I was ready to call hospitals yet LBS was with me and she just flat out said to call her mom. So I did. Finally, at about 3:30-ish in the morning, she came back and the first thing out of her mouth was, "YOU CALLED MY MOM!?!?". Not a "I'm so sorry." or "I couldn't hear the phone." or "I was teleported to another world with no reception".... Nope, just pissed cuz i ratted her out. That's when she started holding the baby against me and not let me see him. She knew that it would kill me if I wasn't around him and that's what she did. There would be maybe one or two times where we would make up and start talking again but something would happen and we wouldn't speak.

I think the big thing to happen would be that she actually started getting serious with "HO", who , if I failed to mentioned, was "Him's" BEST FRIEND and the one who introduced "She" & "Him"! Yes, best friend and former square dancing partner at Outdoor Ed, "HO". Well, there's a reason why I call "HO", well "HO"! Long story short (cuz this whole post isn't long enough as it is!), "HO" got with one of my friends from dance class and because I'm stupid and naive, when "She" asked me if there was something going on between "HO" and my friend, I just told her. Why? I don't know. I just did and as it is, it took "HO" and I a few years to get over the WHOLE situation. But, at first, she thanked me for letting her know and then made it seem like it was MY fault "HO" and my friend did it! ANYWAYS... The whole point- I was the bad guy, again!

Cut to now- "She" and "HO" actually got married (I wasn't invited), they have their own kid (aka- Satan's spawn), and they're kinda miserable but that's just the sense I get from them. The baby (not SS, the "in my eyes" perfect one) just turned 6...... In all the years he's been alive, I've been to 1 birthday party, which was his first. I had gotten used to the fact that I never got to see him or attend anything he did in school or in sports yet I saw something today that just made me lose it.

A while ago, "HO" had given me the blog to one of the baby's grandma's blogs cuz she would update every so often with stories and pics of the kids. It was my only way of having any connection with the baby. So since I knew yesterday (the 14th) was his birthday, just on a hunch, I checked out the blog to see if MAYBE she posted some pics of his birthday. Well, she did. He looked so sweet and happy. I was looking at all the pics when one caught my attention-- "She" invited people to her son's birthday that she used to do drugs with but now you know, they're mothers and their lives are different and whatnot & all the good shit. I was devastated. Granted the pic that I saw was of one of my good friends that I still talk to every so often, it just made me so sad that I, who was not only there for "She" but her baby, the baby who changed not only my life but everyone's around him! I don't know why but I just lost it. I mean, I was almost inconsolable and it made everyone around me feel bad. They tried cheering me up but it took driving and realizing that my life will be MUCH better than hers in the long run to make me feel somewhat better...... It literally felt as if she came over and slapped me across the face when I saw that pic.....

**UPDATE** 10:45pm- So.... It turns out that when I informed LBS about the party/pic I saw and LBS knew how much it hurt me, she actually called "She" and left a voice message! We got to Vegas at approx. 6-ish and then just kicked it for awhile. When we were eating, she got a callback from "She"! I just sat there in a quiet shock while LBS talked to her.

According to LBS, the reasons that "She" gave why she doesn't want me around or really in her life is that I'm too opinionated..... Ummm, duh! I know I am and yes, I sometimes don't know when to shut up YET what "She" doesn't like is how I voice my opinion on "Him", you know, the guy who basically killed her and was the sperm donor to the baby??? Yeah.... What good could I say about him?! He's NEVER been in the baby's life, "HO" has done SUCH an amazing job on the baby that the baby actually thinks "HO" is his real dad, and for crying out loud, "Him" treated "She" like shit! The ONLY good thing that EVER came out of the whole thing was that amazing baby came out basically perfect! You know, it's something I've noticed about people who really shouldn't have kids but when they do, they're mindblowingly perfect and amazing??? Anyways, "She" made it seem like I was talking shit about her husband and not the person who just provided the sperm & almost killed her! I have NEVER heard her defend or be grateful for her ACTUAL husband the way I heard her defend that asshole who's in jail til the baby is about, oh, 18-20, at the EARLIEST!!!! When LBS informed me of this, I took responsibility for about 10-25% of my actions towards being opinionated and not knowing when to shut up YET I and even LBS pointed out that why the HELL is she defending this stupid ignorant asshole so much??? Well, I did point out to LBS that I will go to my GRAVE saying that if she had a chance, she would go back to "Him". She is the epitome of a battered wife and either way, she's going to ruin that lil boy's life. "She" has full custody of the boy AND "HO" is actually on the verge of trying to adopt him yet "She" saves all the letters "Him" writes and "She" wants to tell the boy about his REAL father probably within the next few years.... Smart, huh??? Tell a 10-12 year old that the man who you thought was your father isn't and some scum of the earth who's basically rotting in jail is??? Brilliant.

So, in closing this BEYOND long post (Thank you to the 3 of you who probably took the time to read this WHOLE thing!), I end with an open letter to her:

To you-

I would like to thank you. It only took about 14 years yet I truly see what/who/how you are as a person. I now see and understand that because of the insecurities you suffered ever since you were a child with a mix of being the most spoiled brat who got whatever she wanted and never appreciated anything that came to her is apparent to the way you are today. You think everything is suppose to be simple? You think everything should go your way? Well, think again. Actually I don't think I have to say that since you're now living in what YOU made for yourself!

I wish a few things for you:

1- To realize how lucky you are to have the man that you call your husband. Don't take him for granted yet I think it's too late to say that since it seems like you really never did appreciate anything he ever did. He stopped his life to help you & the baby and yeah, he fucked up but guess what??? YOU decided to stay. YOU could have left. YOU could have proven to EVERYONE how you matured once you had the baby and made a good life for the both of you without depending on anyone to support you financially. If the day ever comes that you can see "Him" and you actually do, you will be the stupidest cunt ALIVE!!!!!

and 2- Really realize that you gave birth to a truly amazing son. You may think he's a good kid but I don't think you actually realize how you hit the jackpot with him! I would die to have a child like him! I only DREAM of literally having a child JUST LIKE HIM! You will never know how many times I thought it was not fair you had him, that he is yours cuz in truth, you don't deserve to have a child like him! YOU DON'T DESERVE HIM IF YOU CAN'T UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M SAYING!!!!!!

We had our moments in life but I am officially done. I want NOTHING to do with you and it kills me to say that since I have a feeling I'm not going to be able to talk to a friend who was once one of my best friends (HO) and especially since I won't be around for the baby. As weird as you may think it is, I truly felt I had a connection with him. From dreams to things in common, there was just something about him & I. Now that lil boy has no recollection of who I am and that is the one thing that I'll always hate that you did to me. I would have seriously rather you shoot me than take the boy out of my life.

So, in the future, when you're not sure about lil things like unemployment, IRAs and lil shit like that, why don't you see if you have any brain cells left and try to figure it out yourself! Most likely you won't and you'll just get screwed like always. It shouldn't be too bad since it's something you should be used....

So long.

Is this really happening???

I mean, really? I am really getting old or have high school graduations become the BIGGEST waste of time to attend for the simple fact that, well, it's a waste of an hour. Do I sound like a cold hearted bitch who should remember that I once graduated from high school? Well, 1- I've mentioned my graduation before (reader's digest version but you get the picture) and 2- see if you won't agree me with after my latest experience:


So we went to AB's and our other cousin's graduation Thursday night (they went to the same school so at least we go to kill 2 birds with 1 stone!). I was actually really excited to go, being that I was just in awe that AB was graduating. Not that I didn't think he would! It was more of the fact that I remember his mom showing us her belly when she was pregnant with him and especially, when we had the baby shower for my aunt, the house we were at had a Nintendo and I passed the whole game of Super Mario Bros. (the OG) without losing a life!!! That's hardcore for an 8 year old! I've told AB that story so many times that he now makes fun of me....


Anyways, back to the graduation! It was at 8 at night (BIG + in my book), they had the choir sing like 2 or so songs that were very nice and pretty (a + plus again) and then the ended the whole graduation with fireworks. At first I was like, "Chees-zay!" but right when I was going to say, "Why are we watching these lame ass....", the fireworks got pretty good! Like there were 1/4 of the size of Disneyland's night show! That's impressive in my book.....


And you know what??? THOSE WERE THE ONLY HIGHLIGHTS!!!!!!! Everything else, SUCKED! We couldn't even heard ANYONE'S names, let alone see them, the sound system was absolute shit, there was WAY too much noise, ala "let's bring horns, pots, PA systems, and whatever else we can use to annoy others around us". I even yelled at someone cuz she didn't bring anything to make noise so she made her own by shrieking as if she was in a horror movie about to be chopped into very fine pieces and ready to be thrown in a wood chipper! She was sitting behind us, RIGHT behind my father and he was already irritated about being there and then this stupid hunk of meat did that. I turned around and said, "REALLY!? Did you REALLY have to do THAT!!!?!?" and her response was that her brother just graduated. I then said, "I don't care if your whole family is up there, that was rude and stupid! Who do you think you are??? You just screamed into my father's ear, let alone who knows who's names others missed because of that! You idiot!" All my family was telling me to shut up, especially LBS cuz she thought I was going to get "shanked"!

I always thought that my graduation was SUPER lame cuz we couldn't cheer or clap when someone's name was called. Now I kinda see why.... BTW- I'm still going on record that my graduation still sucked, just not as bad as this one! From having to wear all white (full & half slip under the gown!), walking in as if we were going to get married (seriously, 175 walking in like that tooks about 30-40 mins, no lie!), not being able to wear sunglasses at 8 in the morning and looking/facing right into the sun, to the infamous speech of "anyone who cheers will be escorted out" and then repeating, "we will call security on you if you continue to cheer" (cheering being a "yay" or clapping, not bullhorns or pots & pans!), mine SUCKED!!! It was not an enjoyable day, let alone not even an emotional day! I was a fucking mess for my 8th grade graduation and all I wanted was to leave my high school graduation and go back to bed!!!


So while I sat in torture, I thought about the 3 best high school graduations I had ever gone to:

Starting at #3- Vista High School, C/O 1999 (San Diego County)

It was not only PH's high school graduation but also my "Will's"..... Yeah there were the bullhorns and what not but you could still hear EVERYONE'S name. I also sat with a great bunch of people that I had become friends with. Afterwards, I was looking for PH but ended up with all of "Will's" friends and some family. I had a blast taking tons of pictures and actually celebrating my friend's accomplishments. It was a really great time.



#2- El Modena High School, C/O 2000 (Orange County)


So this was actually a very bittersweet graduation for me. This was actually suppose to be my graduation. See, I went to public school from K-6 then my folks had me go to a catholic school for 7th & 8th. I said, "Fine but I'm still going to Elmo." They said I could yet when it came time to apply and take tests for the private schools, my folks urged me to take them, you know, "just to see how I would do and see if I could pass the test". Well, since I did, they basically said that I needed to go! I fought. I fought HARD!!! I had ALWAYS imagined, since I was in kindergarten, that I was going to be president of the school, play softball for Elmo (I even met the coach!), do drama and just have a good time with all my friends! Nope. Didn't work out that way. I will say that my mom did try really hard to get my dad to let me go yet he had always wanted his girls to go to an all girl's school to get this "best education around" (BTW- El Modena- One of the BEST public high schools in SoCalifornia, let alone maybe the STATE!). Now, if the high school I went to were to burn down, my father would be the first to piss on the ashes!


Anyways, back to the graduation-- One of my very good and dear friends from Prospect (the elementary school I went to) invited me since you needed a ticket. As I sat there in the bleachers, I was so happy and proud of all my friends that I saw but I just couldn't help think that I should have been walking with them. It was truly an enjoyable time. Everyone was so happy and excited and truly worked their asses off! I saw some of my friends who didn't have the best up bringing, their first language being Spanish and would have a difficult time with school work actually graduate and when they saw me, they gave me hugs and asked how I was. One guy in particular had the up bringing of living in a REALLY bad neighborhood with the worst gangs in Orange County (some of his really good friends and family members were part of them!) and there he was graduating. I went up to him and gave him the biggest hug and told him how proud I was of him since I didn't see any of his other friends graduate with him.... All and all, it was basically a perfect graduation, with just the lil exception that I should have been with them graduating....



And #1, by FAR:


Trabuco Hills High School, C/O 2007:

Wow. That's all I should just say but of course I can't! This was a MINDBLOWING graduation! See, this was a graduation for my friend yet I was closer to her brother, who at the time, was my best friend (Since September, we went on our separate ways due to the fact he thinks with his dick than with his head/heart.... AKA- chose the stupid bitch he was going out with over me to hang out with, who, since god knows when, they broke up! Anyways....)


So at first, I was kinda worried since I had never met their folks. I knew that the parents were on the verge of getting a divorce and I didn't know how they would be since I was basically sitting by myself with them for awhile, waiting for my best friend to arrive! Well, the mom and I got along RIGHT from the start! She's a great lady! Even though it was a late afternoon/early evening graduation, we had very good seats that were NOT facing the sun, while we waited for the actual graduation to start, they had some of the students tape record messages of thanks to their parents and shared memories of school, the whole "everyone walking in" process was REALLY fast, PERFECT sound system (some feedback yet really, compared to all the ones I had attended, this was like a rock concert sound system!), not only heard everyone's names but heard the speeches and the inspirational stories of some of the students-

Examples- one was a student from Bosnia, who at first, didn't know the English language very well and was now going to Stanford on a Scholarship, 2 students had cancer and won the battle and were there graduating, and there were about 20-ish students with full on athletic scholarships to some big time colleges! Seriously, impressive!

Oh and these kids were SO creative and had spunk while giving their speeches, just amazing! If EVERY graduation was like that, they would probably be more tolerable! I think the best thing high schools should do to stop from every "Joeblow" person from attending would be having a set amount of tickets! Except for the Vista graduation, the other 2 graduations and mine had tickets. So if any of you work for a high school and have the same problems at your graduations as them being HORRENDOUS, try the ticket thing....

I'll end this with what I did at LBS's graduation. I was still very pissed about my graduation so when I had to attend hers at the same high school I went to, when they called her name, I was basically right there with all the teachers taking pictures of her getting her diploma. Right when they called her name, I yelled her nickname as loud as I could to the point everyone turned around and looked at me! Yeah sure, call me a hypocrite for yelling at LBS's graduation yet I got mad at the girl behind us but ya know what??? I felt I had EVERY right to do that and I was giving the infamous "Fuck You!" to the damn school I went to and damn it, it felt great! All LBS did was turned and waved....

It was pretty woot.... =)

Whoa...

Talk about a shitty day in the media world....

1- The R. Kelly Verdict..... What.The.FUCK?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?!?!? Seriously, it's SUCH a good thing I am not into running for any kind of office where I could possibly one day become president cuz if that were the case, I would probably be assassinated for my new rules/laws/views of this country, which is called, "The greatest country in the WORLD"! MORE LIKE "WE'RE THE LAUGHING STOCK OF WORLD"!!!! How could a jury let him go??? I mean, the man was being charged with 14 counts of CHILD PORNOGRAPHY and didn't even get a slap on the hand??? Even after the verdict, some of them mentioned that they knew it was him in the video but because there was NO OTHER EVIDENCE (BTW- how much MORE do you need when you have THAT!?) they couldn't say that he was guilty because the girl in the video (who, by the way, was Kelly's GOD DAUGHTER!) didn't want to deal with the drama and testify. Just mind blowing.... Thinking that was going to be the worst thing I was going to hear today.....

2- Tim Russert passes away unexpectedly. Now I will say that I didn't watch his show all the time and at first, the name wasn't clicking with me but the moment I saw his picture on the news, I just started to tear up. This man was 58. This man actually brought good into this world. This man was a good man. 58 years old. It also hit me hard because my dad is 58 and he doesn't take care of himself as well as he should and it just scared me. I mean, I love both my parents so much and unconditionally yet I feel I have so much to learn from my father on what to do in regards of my career and what & how to take care of myself and my family financially. I would be inconsolable and wouldn't know what to do with myself if I lost him just in the next few years, let alone out of the blue! I try to remind him that I and we ALL need him here and that he HAS to take better of care of himself....

So after seeing everything that has happened, it made me think of life. How is it that a man, who's as guilty as anyone could be, get away without a slap on the hand yet a man, who brought integrity into not only the world of politics but just to life itself, passes on at the age 58???

Now, let me preface this and say that I am NOT a very religious person yet when things like this happen, in my opinion, there's only 2 ways of thinking:

1- that what we live in now is Hell and when we do pass on, we truly are rewarded by going to Heaven and if someone passes too early then it means that they have suffered enough in this ''Hell" and are being rewarded earlier than most for being such an outstanding human being
or
2- there is no God.

But hey, I'm just sayin'...

Hoping for a better day,

me. ={

About me.

My "Blogmother" (Not Very Anon Mom) tagged me for this meme.... Here it goes:

The rules of the game get posted at the beginning of the post.
Each player answers the questions about themselves in their post.
At the end of the post, the player then tags 5-6 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged and asking them to read your blog.
Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve posted your answer.



The Questions:



What was I doing ten years ago?
Well, I was 16 and just finishing sophomore year in High School. That summer, a friend of mine from school and I went down to San Diego to hang out with PH, her boyfriend at the time and boyfriend's friend. Boyfriend's friend was SUCH an amazing guy (BTW- he later turned into my "Will" as I was his "Grace"..... but it ended.). On the way down there, we got into a pretty big accident (some cars were totaled or severely damaged yet no one was hurt!). It was so big that they had to close part of the freeway and all that good shit! Since we had to play the waiting game for tow trucks and police men, we took pictures. One thing I'll never forget was while we were in Downtown San Diego, we saw a homeless man asking for food. Everyone was passing him by and ignoring him. As I thought about it and feeling bad for him, "Will" said, "Hey, let's go buy him something to eat." I had never done that before and it was such an awesome feeling to hand him a carnitas burrito and chips with about 2 or 3 things of water. That day we also went to the Museum of Death (re-opening soon!!!) and found out the owner was stuck in the horrendous traffic from the accident we were in (which wasn't our fault!) and gave us a discount!


What are five things on my to do list for today?
Well, woke up, did my morning routine of getting ready for work and checking to see if Delilah pooed anywhere (she's usually pretty good about using her potty pads yet she likes to also poo in certain parts of the house), went to Starbucks for my breakfast sandwich (they're discontinuing them in Sept.!!!! I'm heartbroken...), going to all my "sites" that I usually go to and I have a graduation to attend tonight (seriously, I can't believe AB is graduating.... I'm so old.)


Snacks I enjoy?
Hmmm...... Target cheese (cheddar), Sobe Lean Cranberry/Grapefruit, Goldfish crackers mixed with peanuts & pretzels, Pirate's Booty, a lot of the 100 calorie pack things.... There's more but I think I'll just stop here......


Things I would do if I were a billionaire?
Huh! Well, first things first- Get my place in Balboa (Peninsula or Island), travel like no other, get every kind of bulldog ever made (American, English, French.... Hell, if there's a Mexican one, I'll get that too!), and really, just enjoy life.

Three of my bad habits?
Hmmm.... See, I know for a fact that one of my bad habits is TOTALLY wrong/bad/will kill you but I consider it like my "therapy"/calms me down/and well, I kinda like it. Won't put it on here just for the fact some people out there don't know I do this (No, it's not illegal!). The other ones- I'm sometimes too blunt & don't think of what comes out of my mouth and I cuss, A LOT!

Five places I have lived?
Umm... I've only lived in 2 houses- and they were a mile away from each other! I've lived in Orange County, CA (in the city of Orange) all my life!


Five jobs I have had?
JUST 5!?!? Oh, god.... how am I going to pick these-- 5 worst or 5 best? I guess I'll just do the last 5.....

1- Tax Secretary/Tax Preparer at a CPA firm (where I am currently)

2- Receptionist at GE in Irvine at the Park Plaza Buildings

3- Admin. Assistant/Personal Shopper at Tiffany & Co. (yes, Tiffany's)

4- An Assistant to the VP of a up & coming technology company (one of the coolest bosses EVER!)

5- As an audience coordinator/check-in person for the Wade Robson's Project on MTV (SO MUCH FUN! Worth the 2 hr. drive in LA traffic)



How did you name your blog?
It's simple. I always say "woot". I actually started saying it before long before it became as popular (circa 2000) and I even thought about sending it to Webster's but I thought it would be too silly.... Oh, was I wrong since it was WORD OF THE YEAR LAST YEAR!!! But I spell it with "o's" instead of zeros.... It looks ridiculous with zeros....


Tagging some people here that I believe could use a little distraction:
As it is, I get ridicule from some people I know for having a blog and I also only know a few people who actually blog so how about whoever feels like doing this, just let me know.....

Lil' recap of the weekend....

Friday- Went out with my "aunt" (really, my dad's cousin but in my family, we consider anyone who is older than us either aunt or uncle! Just is...) to grab a bite to eat & see SATC. It was suppose to be all the women in our family (aka- 3 others! My CAM was out of town and she would have been the 4th) but they bailed out. It was nice though cuz her & I had really never hung out just us 2! We had great dinner conversation about family, friends, life and whatnot & well, I haven't really told anyone this but she had me do something that was pretty shocking yet amazing.....

See, most of you don't know how I am possibly one of the pickiest eaters ALIVE! Fruits/Vegetables=uh, NO!, Fish=get real!, anything semi-weird and exotic=in HELL! So we went to eat at a place called the "Market Broiler", where they specialize in fish. She flat out said to me that I had no choice but to try her salmon. Since I didn't want to throw a tantrum like a five who won't eat what's on their plate, I said, "Ok....".... Well, what do you know??? It wasn't that bad. Actually, it would probably be the ideal thing for me to eat cuz it wouldn't take that much to make me full! THEN she had me try a carrot........For the record, I know this all probably sounds ridiculous but seriously, this is some big shit!!! Took a bite and it actually reminded me of a kinda hard potato...... So yeah. That was something........

Anyways, saw SATC. It was my 2nd time since I went opening night. I must say it was actually better the 2nd time around.... My "aunt" LOVED it and I will most likely see it 2 more times, once with my CAM and another with my mom and her semi-prude cousin (who, I must say, has gotten better over the years yet it was still awkward seeing "40 year old virgin" with her AND my mom!) Went home to the lil bitch (aka-Delilah.... I love her & she's adorable but god, she's a bitch!) and went to sleep....

Saturday- Laid in bed ALMOST all day and caught up with stuff on my DVR, which I truly needed to do! Pretty bad since I basically did catch up but oh well! I really just wanted to do that! It was nice....... Then I noticed that Delilah, for some reason, likes to lay on her potty pads and well, she smelled so I asked PH if she would help me give her a bath. Since it was Delilah's first bath, there were pictures taken and she actually really liked it! She liked it so much that when I went into the bathroom to wash my face, she followed me in, stood on her tippy toes and was looking into the bath tub, as if she wanted to go back in....... It was SUPER cute!

Later that night, PH and I went to go see "The Fall"....... Now, if some of you have NOT seen the preview/trailer for the movie, go here. If you are interested in seeing the movie, stop reading here and jump to the paragraph after the stars JUST IN CASE you don't want the experience to be possibly ruined......





**We first saw the preview when we went to see "Forgetting Sarah Marshall" and I was in awe. I couldn't WAIT for it to come out! I waited basically 2 months since seeing the preview to see this movie so I was dying in anticipation! My review-- Visually stunning. If this was a silent film, it would be the most AMAZING thing ever captured on film! It was beautiful! The thing that semi but not really brought it down was the story. Yeah, there was a point and it was made and you got something out of it yet they could have done more with the script. I was originally going to give it an A-/B+ yet PH reminded me of the movie "Pan's Labyrinth" and then I changed my grade from a B+/ solid B....... I still say people should go see it just for how gorgeous the film is! And while you're at it, watch "Pan's Labyrinth" too that way you can see what I'm talking about! You can thank me later..... =)**





Sunday- Hung out with the "units". Went to pick up my cousin who just came back from Outdoor Ed and he & I got to talk about how much we REALLY didn't like our experiences when we went! He did say his experience was better than mine but I think any one's would have been better than when I went:

-Our teacher told us what to pack, how to dress, how the weather was going to be.... all that good stuff! We took like 2 pairs of jeans, tons of shirts and tank tops and like 1 jacket since, according to my teacher, it was going to be like 70-80 degrees....... Yeah...... Too bad, even in the end of April, it was hardcore snowing!!!! We had easily had 2 feet of snow on the ground and still had to go on all the hikes and trails! 3 people brought gloves so the rest of us had stuff from the lost and found (I had one green glove & a brown mitt)!


-My counselor was TOTALLY crazy (most likely bordering on bipolar!) since in public she would be bouncing off the walls and then when we were in our cabin, she would yell, jump & scream at us, just for the hell of it!


-We had to do a square dance on the last night there and I wanted to dance with the guy I had a crush on. Well, since my 6th grade teacher was "semi"-racist, he basically partnered the Mexicans together, the white kids together, the black kids and so on..... So I got to dance with (coincidentally) with a "nerdy, big glasses and bowl hair cut" HO........ It was truly embarrassing and I couldn't wait to go home!

-Everyone cried on the way home from Outdoor Ed because they were going to miss it. I, on the other hand, was literally singing, "We're going home, we're going home"


-Oh and on the way home, my teacher informed me that my mom almost came up with the principal for the last night "festivities"! My mom knew my principal from back in the day and he invited her and she was ready to come but she then had something come up and didn't.... Let me tell you, if she did come up, I would have made the biggest scene for her to take me home THAT night!!! I do remember jumping into my mom's arms when I got home cuz I was SOOOO happy to be back!



Anyways, back to Sunday-- Just went out to dinner with LBS and then went to CAM to hang out for a lil. Then went home, did laundry and watched Delilah go crazy chasing after a toy laser my mom bought at Pet Smart. It was quite hilarious..... =) It also tires her out, which is a VERY good thing!



Alright, hopefully tomorrow, I'll be able to post something a lil more exciting...... Thanks for reading!



me! =)

Here ya go!

This is Delilah:

This is her first meeting with the filthy animal:

This is her hiding in the couch:

She got herself in that position:

This is her being lazy, well, like me:


All these pics were taken the first week or so of us having her. We got her at approx. 6 weeks so she was SUPER small! Believe me, I'll post some new ones later this week and you will DEFINITELY see how big she is now! Just remember though, she looks super sweet and innocent but she is a terror but I can't deny how damn hilarious she is!

me =)

Would you be my neighbor???

Seriously, our kids (or future kids) are fucked! Unless this were to come out on DVD or hopefully PBS will be smart enough to NEVER take this off the air, how will they ever understand how fantastic Mister Roger's Neighborhood was??? I mean, seriously??? Look at all the crap that's on TV these days for kids..... In my opinion, there's really no great role model for kids to look up to, a lot of cartoons are REALLY cracked out & inappropriate (I will NEVER get over how "Ed,Edd, and Eddie" is suppose to be for kids!) and no one to really teach them hard work and discipline. Yeah, there's the parents that are there to teach them that but have you noticed that a lot of parents aren't? Please don't take this the wrong way cuz I do know some AMAZING people out there that are kick ass parents but I can't help but notice that for every great parent, there's about 3 not so great parents. They may be too busy with work or maybe just had kids cuz they thought they needed to b/c it was time to settle down and start a family when they know damn right they weren't ready.


Whatever the case is, I feel that there should be better influences out there for the future of America. If things keep going the way it is, our kids will elect Miley Cyrus as the first woman president of the United States & for everytime she does something wrong/bad, the excuse will be "Well, my best friend Leslie says, 'Oh, she's just being Miley!' "


So please, for all the parents (especially younger parents that are my age or even younger), inform your kids on the great man that was Mister Rogers. If you need help, here's an article I saw on Bean's Blog about the greatest that was..... RIP Mister Rogers..... I only hope someone can one day teach and influence a generation of children the way you did but I know no one can ever replace you....





me =)

Hey there....

Long time, no talk! Yeah, I know.... My fault. But, dude. I've been SO out of it lately. For some reason, I was getting annoyed with the thought of writing down my thoughts and just posting anything on here! I felt as if this was some kind of torture or homework assignment I had to do and I didn't want it to feel that way! I actually enjoy the idea of writing down what's going on and being able to look back at it one day....... I guess I got overwhelmed when I wouldn't finish a post or I was too tired to write in it. So it would just keep piling up and I would look at it and say, "Fuck that shit!" and go check one of my many sites.........


Well, since we last spoke, I became the mother to a 2 lb. 8 oz. maltipoo puppy. Her name is Delilah and yes, I named her after the song "Hey there Delilah". Ever since that song came out, I thought it was SO beautiful and sweet. I still think it is but it got WAY over played!


Some of you who know me are probably thinking, "You have a maltipoo???". Well, I'm on the same boat as you! I never thought I would have anything in the "poo" family since I am a HUGE fan of dogs that are 75 lbs. and above, let alone my undying love for anything in the bulldog family! All I have to say is "beggars can't be choosers"!


See, if you remember, back on the April 12th post, we went to a client's house that just had puppies. They said that they were going to give me a puppy but I honestly didn't hold my breath that we were actually going to get it. I just felt that it would fall through or my mom would change her mind, SOMETHING! I don't know..... So when we went to pick her up, it was kinda surreal that I was going to have my own dog for the first time in 6 years....


I must say that I was worried and everyone else thought that we were going to get a lil prissy dog that would succumb to the ways of the filthy animal in our house but no...... We were wrong! She is a feisty lil bitch!!!! My future as a hand model is down the shitter due to her nawing and biting on my hands, she tries to bite the bottom of my pants ALL THE TIME, she'll bark if she doesn't get her way, but most of all, she has the filthy animal scared shitless! He's has SUCH anxiety around her that I feel we have to put him on some kind of meds but she's HILARIOUS!!! She thinks she's 350 lbs. when she's barely 3.5 lbs.!!! When I get home, I'll definitely post pics of her. Since we got her, she has gotten SOOOO big so quick! Wait til you see her....


Work is still the same but instead of shredding I'm now scanning! We're moving into a different office in about a month or so and instead of taking some REALLY old files, we're (ok, I'm!) scanning them that way it would be less shit to move. Home is, other than the new addition, basically the same as well. Last Saturday was my cousin AB's 18th birthday and as a gift, I told him I would pay & take him for his 1st tattoo. I told him I would get the same thing, too. Well, his was starting to get out of hand so I told him I was only paying for the part of his tattoo that was the same as mine and he would pay for the rest! So last weekend, I got what will most likely be my last tattoo. To think, I never wanted one and now I have 6! All hidden, of course! I'll try to get a pic of mine up here but I'll put a pic of AB's......



I'm going to have a procedure done sometime this month. It's nothing big or scary. Just something that has been there for too long and I'm sick of it and want it taken care of! It was suppose to be done last month but the place I was going to have it done at wanted to take advantage of us and basically pretended as if I didn't have insurance (which I not only have but it's also good insurance!) so we (my father & I) fought to have it done in a regular hospital and not at a "private location". Their excuse for having it done there and not a regular hospital is that they wanted to perform the procedure in a "nice, clean place".... Yeah, so do I, just don't sexual assault and take advantage of me! And yeah, I know hospitals have their moments of not being as clean as possible but they swear doing it at a hospital is the equivalent of doing it in a barn!


LBS, "the units" and I are going to Vegas. Since LBS has a convention to attend for her work and I get free rooms, I was her first pick to go with her! <--- (BTW-You're welcome.) The units are just coming for the hell of it! Me, I have one main plan and that is to gamble! It's been WAY to long since I've been in a casino and the itch needs to be scratched! I also haven't been to Vegas since my birthday, which was over 6 months ago and it's just time to go! The drive is about 3-4 hrs. yet I enjoy it! We'll be gone from the 15th-18th and then that Friday the 20th, I'm going camping at the beach for the first time since '94 when I got 2nd degree burns on my face. Talk about good times! My face was literally melting off and blistering..... It was great.* (*please note sarcasm! I highly doubt anyone would have found looking like Freddy Kruger for the whole summer before going into the 7th grade fun!) All I have to say is that my boss is woot for letting me take all this time off! I also assume he's thrilled that he doesn't have to pay me for all the time I'm taking off as well so that saves him! But the big thing is that in exactly 3 months, I will be on my way to NEW YORK!!! I still can't believe I'm going! And seriously, thank GOD I bought my ticket when I did! If not, I would be looking into a 500-600 dollar ticket right now and that would suck BEYOND belief! As of right now, I'm going to see "RENT" and possibly another play or so..... Then still waiting to hear if one of my dear best friends is going that way her & I can troll around and get to experience fashion week! And I think I will be possibly meeting someone I have admired for a while for at least a cup of coffee! Hopefully I can talk him into taking a pic of me.... =)



So yeah, that kinda updates what's been going on with me.... Starting now, I'm going to start posting news articles, pics, maybe music and whatever else interests me and to also try and start conversation within the blog as well......


Anyways, thanks for your time and thanks for checking up!



ttyl,

me! =)