Ppl come ppl go

I have friend on FB, her status quote "is tellin herself ppl come ppl go".  I could not agree less with what she'd said.  Tonight, I just dropped someone outta my life.  I am seriously old enough to know what's good for me and what's bad for me.  There is no need to contemplate.  But I did it anyways for about a week or two.  I contemplated.  At last, I know we ain't gon work for the long run.  Painful yet this decision allows me to breathe free.....    

Like my friend said.  Ppl come ppl go.  

Update:  A few minutes after I posted this entry.  An old friend of mine called.  Seeing how I'm doing, to talk to me and stuff.  We ended up yapping for 1 hour 4 minutes and 35 seconds.  =)  Great talk girl.  Thank you so much!  For caring.  

My memories that you too can see...

Contrast.


You totally wouldn't notice you're next to the ocean just looking at this photo ;) That's why Hawaii is so unique.




So blue it makes me wanna cry. Yes I cry about pretty much eveything. And?



There you have it UCKS Coffee!

Revisiting memories

Am currently uploading some old photos onto FB. I know Rina would like to see more of those old pictures. =) Since now none of us are living there, these pictures might help the "homesick" syndrome a little... Hawaii is a gorgeous gorgeous place. If anyone who has a chance to visit, do not hesitate and never doubt. ok?

Side note, I was reading Su Ann's blog the other day. She is attending Columbia U. She lives in New York, New York. I asked my mother*, what would have happened to my life if I were to attend any school in NYC? My question went unanswered. Now, looking back at these pictures how could I ever? think about living in NYC? Silly me. I know I know, this is probably the gazillionth time I've blogged about how much I miss Hawaii, how effin beautiful Hawaii is... ya ya ya. But what's not to love? Yes, we don't have the best college football team. Yes, we DO NOT have pro football**. Still, what's not to love about Hawaii? My best (friends) years happened on that island. I met the most amazing people on that island (peeps in Chi you are just as amazing k). I had the most awesome drinking sessions on that island***. I met the hottest men on that island. And how can I forget, my graduation happened on that island. Heheheh... Bear with me, just freakin mesmerizin now k?

Distracted, I proceed with going through my graduation photos... Can you believe I actually finished school? For a person that hated school since she was 6? LOL.

Man, do you guys hate me for doing this all the time? Are you guys sick of me doing this? Do let me know if you're tired of me being that broken tape player. =)

I miss my girls like crazy.

*Mother hates and never answer hypothetical questions. But her daughter loves asking such questions...

**This brings me to the BEARS. What's up with last week's game? 3 points lost to effin Buccaneers during OT????? Pissed me off.

***Remember once before heading out to country club, Kimmy's friend Honey served me a Screw Driver consists of 12oz of vodka and a tiny splash of orang juice. Dang, after that night I have the worst hang over EVER in the history of my drinking life!!!! Actually that vodka craze was only the starters for the night, after that I have shots after shots of Crown Royal. So you really can imagine the state of my hang over. LOL. shit, I just realize Crown Royal is actually whisky... So that means, I DO LOVE whisky! Oh my world. Tips for ya, the best way to serve Crown Royal is to chill it in the freezer before consuming. Trust me on that, you will not feel the burn. ;)

WordTwist

It's one minute to 1230am Tuesday.  I'm eating Beryl's Chocolates.  On the label it says, Raisins, Hazelnuts, and Almonds coated with milk chocolate....  Let's NOT get started with the nutrition label k.  Before I decided to write an entry, I was totally engaged in Word Twist on FB.  My partner in crime is Carleton W.  He is so so so smart, always beat me in every single game we played.  Yea, I really sucked.  My vocab capacity is just as big as a 5 year old compare to Carleton.  I don't mind losing to a person as smart as he is...  ^^  

Maybe the chocolates I ate has something to do with vocab capacity...  Who knows.

My new book!  Such A Pretty Fat.  Hilarious and witty.  *I'm still eating them chocolate.*  You don't have to be fat to read this book, but you'll relate better if you FAT!  LMAO.

There ain't much had happened.  I was in a really good mood whole day today.  =)  Feels good ya know.  Let's keep this one short, I wanna get back to my Word Twist.  But before I go, I wanna shout out to my peeps in Chicago!

I MISS EACH AND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU:  Evvy, Maria, Daisy, Flor, Nancy, Millie, Sylvia, Justine, Kathy, Debra, Alicia, Jeanette, DaVina, Elyna, Kim, Sergio, Ashley, and last but not least mizz Dionne.  

p.s.  He said he loves me because I'm stubborn.  Do you cry or do you laugh?

p.p.s.  My friend is leavin next Tuesday.  =(  To the boonies in CO.  I'll miss him.

This should be a post on its own

I came up with a theory this afternoon.  I only told Hanafi about it.  And now I'm letting you in...

Why do people get married?  

We grew up having friends.  When we get older we might have a boyfriend or two...

But that boyfriend or two can never get in between the friendships we have...  At least I hope.

And as we age, our friends will leave us.  Move, die, travel, have babies, disappear or what not...

So what do we do?  When all of our trusted and most loved friends left us?

We get married!  We feel lonely, we feel lost, we feel the emptiness of not having good friends. 

So we get married!  Find new friends you say?

How many of you can honestly say, the best ones aren't the old ones?????  

And so we get married!  

Yea, I hate it when ppl leave me.  About to OR had left me...  I hate it, I do not accept it well.  That's me.  

*I've moved on to Homie, Lover, Friend also by R. Kelly.

Catching up but still pissy...

Hey.  It is the time of the week again, to be pissy and mad.  Oh yea, I was that just about two days ago right?  Uh huh, I didn't forget.  =)  I am at it again though.  

I am pissed off at first because I am not doing what I went to school for.  Then, I began to pissed off about I am pissed off because of the previous reasons.  A little later, I was pissed off about I'm always pissy about something.  Also, I was pissed off about why I am not doing anything about things that made me pissy.  Woooooooo!  What a mouth full!  Sometimes I would think, why can't I just be more grateful?  I do have a job.  I have income.  Gosh, such deja vu right now.  Didn't I just blogged about this shit?  

People said, if you're not gonna make any changes then stop complainin.  

Let me tell you what happened yesterday at work.  I have a few clients came in to do their monthly things...  To make it short, a lady asked for my birth date.  I gave.  She punched it into her cell phone, after a while she started tellin me things.  

Things.  Like, I appeared to be close to my parents, which I'm really not.  She repeated it like four times.  I nodded, more than once.     

Things.  Like, it is very hard for me to make any kind of decisions.  I nodded.  

Things.  Like, to be careful at work, coz there are tons of "xiao ren" meaning negative ppl doing things behind my back.  I tilted my head a little... 

Things.  Like, I'm lucky to have Yasha* as my name.  To sort of counteract the negativity my birth date generates.

I believed and agreed what she had said.  She even told me, she's went to I-Ching classes that study the elements of life.  You might think this is just superstitious.  But, I believe.  And that's all that matters...

*Though Yasha is only my nickname, she said, but that's what most ppl use.  You cannot change your birth year and date but you can change what you'll use for the rest of your life.  For example, cell phone numbers, nickname and such.  Like herself, she was harsh, so she changed her English name to become more approachable and like-able!  How cool is that?  

Listening to Trade In My Life, Step In The Name Of Love... and I Decided by R. Kelly.

Babe is......  

Like I said before it's gon be a long and difficult journey.  

You are a caring and loving man babe...  

You are very sensitive, you said you can feel it on your skin sometimes....

That I'm not like before.  That I am different.

I agree...  

I'm trying.  To see it in a different light, even if it's a dim one....

Compassion Deficiency

I've got serious compassion deficiency.  Do I really hate my life that much?  Got almost everything a person my age could have.  Uh huh.  

I woke up opened my eyes, first thing that came into mind.  ...I'm not doing what I went to school for 5.5 years for...  My best friends are doing great things!  One works in a hospital, one works for WIC.  They are doing great things in life.  Totally hating why now at 25 still be thinking about err what am I gonna be when I grow up... 

I was thinking about what's lacking in me while chatting with Effa this evening after dinner at Starbucks.  Ok yea, you're not suppose to drift away in thoughts while hanging out...  But I figured it out!  I lack compassion, hence my beginning statement, "compassion deficiency"!!!!!  The symptoms that come with it are hot & short temper, pissy all the time, rude to the ones you love, short to no eye contact, don't care if I'm going to hell for saying mean things, ceased providing world-class customer services and some unknown symptoms.  Any medication suggestions besides food and alcohol????  

Oooooh Someone just messaged me on FB, he said compassion is a weakness..... sometimes this is like spring shower much needed during hot summer days.  I'm impressed.  I'm feelin a little less pissy now.  LOL.  Thanks Genn.