Saturday, May 23, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
lookie! old twinnie pic!
teehee. K, don't say anything. :D
so apparently when i was little, i looked sickly and i was always crying my tear glands dry. my family's theory is that my sister, who was a bit stronger than i was, always took stuff from me -- like food or milk -- so i was skinnier and more temperamental. *shrugs*
my family also called me "maldita" (loose translation: mean, snobby. it's actually a spanish word for wicked or the devil. eeks.) i think i'm still "maldita". my bro-in-law can attest to that. :D whoever thinks that i can't be mean... well, you've got a lot to learn about me. haha.
anywhos... i miss our old PI house. sometimes i google its address just to look at the neighborhood... it brings up so many memories -- both pleasant and unpleasant. i remember the gate that blocked my sister and i from joining the playing kids outside. the chico and kaymito trees whose fruits end up mostly on the ground. the house that was decorated with Christmas lights year-round... my sister and i used to turn them on and pretend that we were newscasters or singers. the orchids that my mom canNOT grow -- she swears they hate her. the old-school TV, stereo, electric fan. the sofas that we weren't allowed to sit on. the stuffed toys that hid behind their plastic bags. the little alley maybe seven or eight houses up the street that we used to cross to get to the store that sold ice candy. the RC church at the end of the street where we lit candles (i don't know if those were free) instead of paying attention to the sermon. so much come to mind but i'll stop there. :D
sighs.
i loved that segment of my life.
but i love my life now too.
wherever i end up in the future, i know i'll google my old SD addresses too... just to remember and appreciate where i've been. it's the SD era. :)
L
so apparently when i was little, i looked sickly and i was always crying my tear glands dry. my family's theory is that my sister, who was a bit stronger than i was, always took stuff from me -- like food or milk -- so i was skinnier and more temperamental. *shrugs*
my family also called me "maldita" (loose translation: mean, snobby. it's actually a spanish word for wicked or the devil. eeks.) i think i'm still "maldita". my bro-in-law can attest to that. :D whoever thinks that i can't be mean... well, you've got a lot to learn about me. haha.
anywhos... i miss our old PI house. sometimes i google its address just to look at the neighborhood... it brings up so many memories -- both pleasant and unpleasant. i remember the gate that blocked my sister and i from joining the playing kids outside. the chico and kaymito trees whose fruits end up mostly on the ground. the house that was decorated with Christmas lights year-round... my sister and i used to turn them on and pretend that we were newscasters or singers. the orchids that my mom canNOT grow -- she swears they hate her. the old-school TV, stereo, electric fan. the sofas that we weren't allowed to sit on. the stuffed toys that hid behind their plastic bags. the little alley maybe seven or eight houses up the street that we used to cross to get to the store that sold ice candy. the RC church at the end of the street where we lit candles (i don't know if those were free) instead of paying attention to the sermon. so much come to mind but i'll stop there. :D
sighs.
i loved that segment of my life.
but i love my life now too.
wherever i end up in the future, i know i'll google my old SD addresses too... just to remember and appreciate where i've been. it's the SD era. :)
L
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
i've got twenty mins...
... til my spin is done. freakin A. i should have friday off for this. :)
hmm... something random. the last time i blogged i had two oreos on my desk. today i have three. uneaten. oreos. they're probably stale now. dunno how long it's been sitting there. you'd think by this time i would've thrown them out but i actually like thinking that i have self-control... that i don't always devour cookies when they're right there under my nose. of course, i know it's not really self-control that's preventing me from eating them. more like there was no milk available when i purchased it so i could only get myself to eat the first three without choking then i probably thought to myself "i'll finish these later" but just never got to them again -- and now they're too stale to eat. :D
107-106. what the freakin crap happened?? pull it together Cavs. i want a free dinner at PF Changs. bwahaha.
oh no. i've caught sight of CCT's treats on his desk. biscottis, popcorn, and rolled wafers. i wonder if this counts as an emergency. he did say to call him if i need anything... hmm... i wonder if he counts his snacks before he leaves. will he notice? gah. ok... it IS definitely way too late and my brain and morals have shut down. i'm actually thinking of stealing a snack. maybe i SHOULD eat the oreos.
oh what a dilemma.
L
hmm... something random. the last time i blogged i had two oreos on my desk. today i have three. uneaten. oreos. they're probably stale now. dunno how long it's been sitting there. you'd think by this time i would've thrown them out but i actually like thinking that i have self-control... that i don't always devour cookies when they're right there under my nose. of course, i know it's not really self-control that's preventing me from eating them. more like there was no milk available when i purchased it so i could only get myself to eat the first three without choking then i probably thought to myself "i'll finish these later" but just never got to them again -- and now they're too stale to eat. :D
107-106. what the freakin crap happened?? pull it together Cavs. i want a free dinner at PF Changs. bwahaha.
oh no. i've caught sight of CCT's treats on his desk. biscottis, popcorn, and rolled wafers. i wonder if this counts as an emergency. he did say to call him if i need anything... hmm... i wonder if he counts his snacks before he leaves. will he notice? gah. ok... it IS definitely way too late and my brain and morals have shut down. i'm actually thinking of stealing a snack. maybe i SHOULD eat the oreos.
oh what a dilemma.
L
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
... because everyone else is doing it...
... i'm gonna blog too.
* i fall in love with the idea of a chuck bass every monday. fave quote of the night: "i did. 150 times."
** fifty years from now, i want to look back and say "i chose not to be comfortable."
*** i am NOT ready to run the 5k on saturday. sighs.
** i do not want to engage in a one-way conversation about anything, whether it be about politics or God. so unless you're willing to listen, please do not attempt to talk to me.
* i have two oreo cookies (thanks JV!) sitting on my desk and i have NOT eaten them. i think i have a serious problem.
that's all.
L
* i fall in love with the idea of a chuck bass every monday. fave quote of the night: "i did. 150 times."
** fifty years from now, i want to look back and say "i chose not to be comfortable."
*** i am NOT ready to run the 5k on saturday. sighs.
** i do not want to engage in a one-way conversation about anything, whether it be about politics or God. so unless you're willing to listen, please do not attempt to talk to me.
* i have two oreo cookies (thanks JV!) sitting on my desk and i have NOT eaten them. i think i have a serious problem.
that's all.
L
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