I got other burned copies of CDs from Ashanti, Missy E., Lil Kim, J. Lo, Sean Paul, and 50 Cent. Missy's and Lil Kim's CDs are BOMB. So are Sean Paul's and 50 Cent's. I'm not sure about Ashanti's. I think I gotta let that grow on me, too. Same with J. Lo's, although it's better than her last one - which SUCKED. I'm just glad that I didn't pay for any of these things. AHAHAHAH!
Traffic this morning was TRIFE. I was pissed off. It cut an hour from my work day. You know I ain't tryin' to stay here until 6:30PM. Oh hellz nah!
SO, my cousin visited with us from Bahrain this weekend. Her lucky ass was sent to Houston for a "meeting." Lucky beeyatch. All expense paid and yada-yada. Now someone please give me a company like THAT to work for, cause this freak-ass company that I call "my employer" just flat-out SUX. But anyway. I'm not even gonna complain about that right now. After work on Friday, Marz came over and we took my cuz to Pentagon City. We SO wanted to go to G-town, but the flash-flood bullshit was blowin' us. I had already f@cked-up numerous boots/shoes because of the freakin' rain. I so should've invested in that protectant shit that they try to sell you at ALDO or something. Actually, I've bought that crap like 10 times before, but I always end up misplacing the bottle. I even got a bottle from Kenneth Cole, but that - too - is like lost. Whatever. So yeah, anyway. We went to Pentagon City. My mind was set on buying some new kix. I'm so bored from the shoes I got in January...the New Balances. So I wanted to get something a bit more summery - like some Pumas or something like that. I tried on the Pumas and that narrow-ass shoe made my foot look like a white boy's foot. I'm sorry. No offense to mah white brothas, but sheeeeyt... I got a big, fat FOOT. Them Puma-jonx made it look TRIFE. Then again, it could've been the jeans that I was wearing, but still. I ended up trying ANOTHER pair of New Balances, and I was sold. I got the sueded-ones in a dark gray. *EH* Doesn't help that my old shoes were totally gray New Balances, so just f@ck me, OK?! But these are different, and cool. They looked good with my jeans, and I'm sure they'll look good with shorts and stuff. ANYWAY. After that, I was on a shoe-mission. Not even a shoe-mission, but a shop-mission. I wanted to buy this and that and everything in-between. I was SO prepared to get these Prada sunglasses, but when I walked past the store, I completely forgot. Then I was totally going to snag these summer sandal-like shoes from Kenneth Cole (totally on sale), but I went out of the store without even second-guessing it. Then we did the usual rounds: Abercrombie, FCUK, Benetton, J. Crew, Banana, GAP... *EH* BO-f@cking-RING. Where's the damn Club Monaco when you need it? I even contemplated on going into Nordstrom just to buy something Ferragamo. But even that didn't work out. I think I was annoyed and hungry and pissed that I wasn't buying like my mutha-f@ckin' ass usually does. Then again, it was Pentagon. Had it been Tysons I or II or G-town, it would've been OVER. SO. We ended up at Macy's, and my cousin was looking for some stuff. Marz found some jeans on sale, and then I made those two try on some serious sunglasses. I kept on encouraging them to try to the Gucci, D&G, Diesel, and other designer glasses, but they were SO against it. Their theory?! They lose them sheeeyts all the time, so they don't wanna make the investment. HELLO?! If you always buy yourself $5.00-shades, then YEAH by all means go ahead and lose that shit! But if you're gonna drop some loot on a pair of eye-coverings, then you bet yo' ass that you ain't gonna lose that ish! O-K?! I like have my 3 D&Gs in my room - all in place. I actually hate two of them, so I'm willing to sell 'em, if anyone is interested. But that's besides the point. SO I made these bitches try on J.Lo's glasses, and it was F@CKING hilarious. And I was making them do these poses and act like they were Mary J. singin' somethin' on a video and what not. I'm such an ass. Well, needless to say, they ain't buy shit. So that blew me. But they did buy watches, which worked out just fine. All in all, they spent more than I did. Above the clothes, they got accessories and make-up. WOMEN.
After that we had dinner at Champps. We totally made fun of my cousin's salad cause it was some BIG ass shit. Then we went to Harris Teeter. Why the hell do we like to bring visitors to the area Harris Teeter? It's a f@cking grocery store! But it's a fun one. It's almost equivalent to FUN SAFEWAY. But FUN SAFEWAY still ranks higher on the list. Anyway. So we all took our blood pressure readings, and tell me WHY mine was high as F@CK. It was SO damn high that I got a headache after the reading came up. It was something like 153 over 98 or something. Hello?! HEART ATTACK!!@! Anyway. My cousin bought some ish to bring back to Bahrain. We did the self-check out so I totally didn't scan some stuff and she came outta that place with some free stuff. SO WRONG. After that, we drove her ass around DC, and I found a new Sisley! Shoot! Conn Ave. just opened a new Benetton/Sisley. SHOOT. You know I'ma be up in dat sheeeyt forreal. We ended the night in Old Town. We went to Faces, and it was EMPTY. No, I lied. There was one couple walking around, and we figured they wanted to do it like in the shadows so we stayed away from that end of the park. Instead, we stayed near the face pieces, and near the canal. I made my cousins pose all trife as I took their pictures. AHAHAH. Classic.
Next day, I had a doc's appointment. The blood pressure was aight. But el doctor totally gave me a prescription for diuretics. So I'm taking that right now. After that, I came home and ate a bowl of Cheerios. I just lowered my cholesterol! LOL. Then me and my cuz went to Marz's house, and then we went to FORSAKEN WALDORF. I really hate it there, but we went cause I wasn't feelin' crossin' the Wilson just yet. It was too early in the day. We went to Wal-Mart and my cousin stocked-up on DVDs to send to her sis back in Manila. Why them CDs are CHEAP?! I bought DRUMLINE, 40 DAYS & 40 NIGHTS, and THE WEDDING PLANNER. AHAHH! Don't ask me why I got that last one, but it was only $7.88. I figured, "why not?!" Then we went to Target, and I picked-up a gift for my nephew. Then we went to the mall. We went to Old Navy and lost my cousin in the dressing room. After we found her, we went to other stores. They went to Forever 21, and I went to Foot Locker to return my shoes. YUP, the New Balances. OK, here's the drama with that ish. When I got home the night before, I found a grease spot on my shoe. I was DISGUSTED, cause I know that ish ain't come from ME. It must've been some Popeye's-eatin' bitch who works at Foot Locker @ Pentagon. So I wanted to exchange it, but I was scared. So instead, we went to Finish Line, and I bought the shoe again. LOL. I bought the same damn shoe; made sure it was my size and that there were no trife ass spots on 'em (cause we passed the food court there, and sho' nuff there's NOW a Popeye's at St. Charles Town Center... *gag*). The girl was so nice, tho, and she totally encouraged me to buy the protectant, and that I did. LOL. So yeah, I got the shoe. The good version. I paid .5% more in taxes, but who the f@ck cares at this point. So then I returned the trife pair at Foot Locker no questions asked. What an adventure. After that, we went to Hong Kong buffet and had FOOD. *BLEH* We ate like fat-asses. Then we went home, and went to our other cousin's house for a FAMILY PARTY which was pretty much ANOTHER buffet. That was SO not cool. I mean it was, but it wasn't. You know?! Fatness.
After that, we went to Adams Morgan. We ended up at Madam's Organ, which is still pretty trife; just like I remembered it. I had a rum & coke, and the coke was flat. BLOWER. Then we went to Crush and were dancin' a little. Then these white girls came-up and one of them was flayin' her hair in my face. I was about ready to clock that bitch, but then some bouncer guy came up and one of her friends started freakin' on him. Then they got all WILD. See how some white bitches be actin' when they got black jonx in their face? They get all CISED. So I pushed that bitch then walked away. AHAHA. We had more drinks at the bar, and ended up watching some movie on the tele. AHAHAHA. After that, we went HOME. Oh yeah, some dumb white guy tried to pick-up my cousin. He goes, "Are you Filipina? My ex-girlfriend was a Filipina girl named Mila..." OK, Sherlock, that has got to be one of the WORST kind of lines to pull on a broad you tryin' to hook, OK?! It's like telling someone that you've had a 7-Eleven hot dog from 7-Eleven or something lame like that. I mean WHAT THE HELL? Do you want my cousin to do cartwheels now that you've shared your presumptuous linkage to Filipinaness cause you had an ex-Filipina girlfriend named Mila? Well, more power to Mila for droppin' yo' ass. LOSER!! *"L"-on-my-forehead*
Sunday we went to Mass as the Shrine, then went touring my cousin with the parentals. THAT was an experience. Anything with mom and dad can be an experience. I bordered between heart attack and nervous breakdown. At one point my mom was annoying me to the point that I almost screamed out i-know-what-you-did-last-summer-style: WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?! So we were walking to the Capitol, and my mom starts calling me at the top of her voice. I pretended not to hear her, and I ran in front of everyone and started saying to myself: "OUT OF SIGHT, OUT OF MIND. I'M OK. I'M OK. I'M FINE. HAPPY THOUGHTS. HAPPY THOUGHTS." THEN when dad scooped us up at the base of the Capitol, he stops the car right in front of this Filipino tourist family, and I was MORTIFIED. Hello?! There's nothing worse than seeing another Filipino family of tourists cause all you do is STARE. Thing is? I AIN'T NO DAMN TOURIST! Ewwww, DAD! After that, we went to Philipps and at like fat-kids. I felt like I was back in my eggot days, eating greens, red beans and rice, fried fish, fried shrimp, crab cakes, blah-blah-blah. I was totally in my element, minus the food factor. I felt like a freakin' volcano about to explode afterwards. Then we stopped by my uncle's house, and he fed us AGAIN. EH... OH - and we played with Marz's nephews. She has twin-nephews, and they are the most adorable... very fun little babies.
My cousin is leaving for Bahrain today, so I'ma go see her ass during my lunch break. I'm glad she got the chance to visit. We got to talk about the relatives back in the Motha' Land, and we just reminisced about the times we had back in the Rice Lands. How time flies.
I don't wanna be inside. I wanna be outside. I'm starting to get another headache. I'm telling you. I have these chronic symptoms, but my doctors' tests are all inconclusive. I hate that shit. OH bring on the weekend already. CRAP, did anyone tape Sex and the City?!?!? (why did i name this post "bojangles?!")
DEATH So it's not exactly something to dwell upon at the on-set of the weekend. But it's something that was on my mind since last night. I went to a viewing for the passing of one of our close family friends' grandmother. As always, those things are so unbelievably sad. Losing a loved one is one of the WORST things to experience in life. I should know. I've been through many situations, many funerals, many losses. Even though I've faced this thing head-on several times, it still gets to me. The emotion; the feeling that you need to accept your loss. It's a hard thing to fathom. And sometimes, I think that we just can't figure out how to deal with things. The younger you are, the harder it is to deal. But that's just one of life's lessons, you know? It really is. When I was sitting back, and taking in the scenery of the room, there were so many thoughts going on in my head. First of all, knowing that this very lovely person had touched the lives of SO many, even my own, was pretty overwhelming. Knowing that she had lived a fruitful life, bringing into this world many children, grandchildren, and even great grandchildren. Ate Ruby, one of the eldest grandchildren, spoke about how "dedicated" Mommy (we called her "Mommy...") was to her whole family. To be able to be honored in such a way, by one of your grandchildren...to me that was just a beautiful thing. It goes to show that the things we do in life definitely DO leave an imprint in our hearts, our minds. People, esp. those who are older than us, are truly the windows to our past. I don't even know what I'm saying anymore. But the point I want to make is that we have a LOT of things to do in life...and some of these things we don't even think of as being so "important." Sometimes we get so consumed with our own lives. We get consumed with reaching our goals, of buying that house or car, or having these "cool" things... often times, we get lost in that mess. We don't realize that the most important thing in life is to leave a lasting impression on those you love: your family, your friends. To be able to know that you've done just that, in any way possible, is truly a blessing. It actually makes death more of an everlasting accomplishment... You get to leave this world with so much love that you won't even need to think twice about it in the next life. Farewell, Mommy Arca. We love you.
DOG PISS Alright. So I'm moving from a serious subject to a more trivial one. Hey, can't help but think about what I think about, ya heard?! So last night we have a black-out (or brown-out, depending on how you see the situation). So we were eating a very late dinner in the dark. When I went upstairs to prepare for bed, I saw the silhouette of our dog at the top of the stairs. For some dumb reason or another, I already knew that the betch pissed on my rug. SHE ALWAYS does it. She did it last week, and she did it last night. The betch probably got scurred when the lights went out. BUT WHY DID SHE HAVE TO GO IN MY ROOM, ON MY RUG?! My dad and I came to this conclusion: she's used to pissin' on a floor covering that's downstairs by the door. She probably mistook the area rug on my floor for a "floor covering." That betch. I totally spanked her, and reprimanded her. Her ass got scurred, as she should HAVE. I'm so annoyed with her and her pookie-pissin'. It's NOT cool, Bubba. Bubba, you're NOT cool.
LEMONADE There was this thing in the news this morning about a little girl in Naples, FL. First of all, Naples is some forsaken little ol' town in "retirement land" FLORIDA. It's on the western end of the state, near the Gulf of Mexico. I can only imagine how life is in that part of the country, or part of the State. ANYWAY. Little girl... she decided to put-up a lemonade stand with her lil' friends and sell it to people passing by. Sweet little thing for kids to get engaged in, right?! Apparently, some dumb-ass neighbor didn't think so. Some betch-ass meanie called the cops on the poor girl because she didn't have a "license" to sell. True as that may be, but c'mon now...she's a little kid. What little kid DID NOT sell lemonade on the street without any qualms? OK, so I've never done it. I admit, it's totally a white-kid thing to do. (not that i'm trying to get racial here...) But whether or not that's a "white-kid" thing to do is not the issue here. The issue is about the HATER-of-a-neighbor that totally ratted the little girl out. I hope that the person who ratted her out is all alone, with no friends, and no hope for ever making any relations worth having till the end of his/her days. That's mean, I know. But I think it's meaner for the person to have ratted out this poor lil girl!! And the cops who went ahead to stop the girl's business?! EVEN MORE TRIFE.
PAY CHECK - SMAY CHECK I'm utterly annoyed at my work situation right now. They're starting to get on my LAST dying nerves. My check was slightly smaller today than usual. Actually it was about $60+ smaller. You know what? Cause my non-salaried ass didn't call-out a 30-min break during one day last week I worked a 5-hr shift. Now tell me what kind of shit is that? In my past jobs, you didn't need to take a break if you worked a 5-hr or less shift. But I think this company that I work for needs you to do it for any shift of 5-hrs or more. WTF? That's damn picky and petty of them to have to dock me 30 mins. for that dumb shit. Don't even get me started because it's been past my 6-month "trial" period, and they still haven't gotten our vacation/sick hours in the works. My other co-worker noted the same shit. And when I asked them, they said that shit kicked-in after a YEAR of service. Fuck that, you wanna read MY handbook?! MFs handed me a handbook that said 6 MONTHS, not 1 YEAR. Don't let me get stank, either. Cause I CAN get stank. I so need to find a new job. I'm not gonna get stressed over it though. I do NOT need stress.
ANYway. Blah-blah-blah and ya-ya-ya and eh-eh-eh... you know? So much ish going on in my head. But right now, I'm just lookin' forward to the end of MY work day. Break it down, ya'll...
OK, so it's not like I'm saying that cause I don't like Seattle. I mean, I don't, but I don't hate it at the same time. I just LOVE Washington, DC - and Seattle is just NOT Washington, DC. And usually our weather is at least on the sunnier side of the street, if you know what i mean. These days, it seems like our lives are marred by overcast skies and clouds more than anything else. Terrorism attacks? Danger? Heatwaves? Who the hell needs all that when we are already innundated with DAMN rain!! Sheesh...
Driving to work this morning was a bitch. It was horrendous. Once a drop of water comes from the sky, the people of the world don't know what to do with themselves. Sure, it's all about driving carefully and watching this and that so as to avoid accidents. BUT let's get real here. There's no need for the parking lots on the highway, people. It's called "get on the road, and ride..." Just ride through the course of the road so that we can all get to our destinations ON TIME! As you can tell, I am pretty livid. And the doctors wonder why I suffer from a higher-than-normal blood pressure... BOO! I think I just need to chill-out. That and start a campaign against DUMB driving.
So, I had some bubble tea again last night. I think I got fat from it. I'm serious. Jackfruit. Yum. I love bubble tea, although my sago were kinda over-done. I really-really hate that. But oh well. After bubble tea, we drove to Old Town and walked... we walked, walked, walked, and walked. Hey, it beats not doing anything at all. I haven't been to the gym in ages. I haven't been to the gym since my symptoms shifted and changed. It's almost as if the pain/headaches are moving from area to area just to piss me off. Cause the pain isn't at all immense for me to cry and run to the ER every 5 minutes, but at the same time I just want them to stop. I'm beginning to think that the dizziness/headaches stems from my eyesight. I think staring at this computer screen all day is totally taking its toll on me. As for the left arm/shoulder/chest pain, it's gone down significantly, but it still worries me. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. You'd figure that once I change my lifestyle, things would get better for me healthwise. But it hasn't. I guess that's what happens when you mix in a total lack of sleep, excessive alcohol use, and extreme cigarette smoking all together for like weeks on end. Living the life of a rock star was fun, but look what it's done to me. It's reduced me to a freak-ass who thinks that every symptom of abnormality that goes on in his body is some cause for alarm. So instead of living in fun, I'm living in fear and stress and complete inhibitions. HELLO?! I want the OLD Wen back! I want the fun one! I want the crazy one! I want the excessively live-able one who goes out of his way to experience life at every chance!! I want MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
OK. So I just had a nervous breakdown-ish moment. Don't you fret. I'll be back sooner than you think. I just hate seeing doctor after doctor, stacking up the hospital costs for visits, tests, and blah-blah-blah. I complain cause I have a $400-deductible to pay, PLUS the 20% that my insurance won't cover after they take care of the 80%. I mean 80% IS better than NOTHING so I gotta just deal... AHHHH... Will someone find me a cure? Will someone get me a fully diagnostic exam that'll somehow find out what the heck is wrong with me?!
In the end, it'll probably be just stress, stress, and more stress. Like I said, I need that detox weekend...
I didn't go to work yesterday. Let's just say that I got fed-up with the dumb stuff my body is going through, so I went to the ER. Finally a doctor had some sense to run some tests. He ordered an EKG test to monitor my heart/arterial activity, and a CT scan on my brain to monitor that. He did all the checks, and he figures that I'm healthy. He says that my symptoms don't seem to be anything cardiac or blah-blah - nothing wrong with my major organs. The EKG was normal, as was the brain CT. So he thinks that my body is just going through one of those unexplainable things that people can go through anytime for any time period. SO. That's what I'm working on right now. I'm sick and tired of being freaked out by these headaches, or pain in my arm/chest, or tingly feelings, or the freakin' dizziness. I'm SICK. I've seen my doctor twice, I've seen two ER docs, and I've even seen a neurologist. Let's just say thank GOD for insurance, even though I know I'll still have to pay SOMEthing. I'm thinking that travelling this summer is out of the question for me. Oh the f*ck well. I'm not sweatin' it. Maybe this is God's way of telling me to not go off on my travel spree this summer. So I guess that means no week-long vacay in the works just yet. Oh well, maybe next year... or this Winter/Fall. OH F*CKING WELL!!!
So I didn't go to work yesterday. What did I do? I went on-line, obviously... watched soaps... That is some sh*t going on in General Hospital. I forget names, but Lucky's ex-girl's husband is some psycho-a$$!! Lemme find out he's holding Carly prisoner, and he be druggin' his wife and stuff! Then on One Life To Live, I'm so grossed out with dorky, ugly Joey Buchanan. WTF? They cast a dorky-lookin' a$$ to do that role, and lemme find out he was freakin' "falling in love" with Slash - the run-away girl who just happens to be Tina Robert's daughter. And Tina is Vicki's half-sister, and Joey is Vicki's daughter, and this makes Joey and "Slash" cousins. Slash = Sarah Roberts. OK, so Sarah is like eons younger than Joey. GROSS. And Joey is a pastor. I'm disgusted. Then on All My Children, there's that madness with Greenlee being Jack Montgomery's daughter. MY OH MY. And then the shing-shing boy and that chic, and then Bianca and her love problems. Man, they be portrayin' that shing-shing mom as pretty stereotypical. I'm disgusted. They waited until now to work in an "Asian American" storyline into soaps? And it's one that hits hard at one of the major issues that young Asian Americans face with their Asian-born-&-raised parents. BOO!
Then I baked a cake, and I baked some chicken, and I cleaned my room, vacuumed the damn house, and then I washed some old sheets/blankets. I had cabin fever, and I felt pretty rested, so when Marz came over we went to Old Navy in Rivertowne. I don't know what I wanted to "find" there, but I totally ended-up buying new pajamas. OK?! I bought freakin' pajama pants that were on sale for $4.99, and I got a matching t-shirt to sleep-in for $7.99. You GOTTA love ON's sale prices. Same with BR and GAP's. Originally I wanted to see if they had any cool a$$ lunch bags/boxes. I wanna start bringing lunch to work, and I remember seeing some cool ones at ON at one point. But I didn't find any. Instead, I found a shower-radio. Those little cheap battery-operated ones. But it's cool, cause it works! I love music in the shower. When I visit Lesley in LA, I totally turn on the little ON shower-radio that's in her bathroom. It inspired me to look for one for my bathroom, and luckily they had one. God totally had it in store for me to go find that shower-radio yesterday. AHAH! Then we went to Safeway. Have you ever had that feeling of wanting to BUY groceries? Well, I had that feeling yesterday. I bought cereal, milk, yogurt, and fish/corn. AHAHAH. WEN FOOD! When we got back, we watched NOT ANOTHER TEEN MOVIE. Funny. Sheer laughter. After that we ate, then Marz went home and I got ready for bed. *EH* There was something I wanted to make mention of, but I totally forgot what it was. And it was pretty funny, too! *argh* I hate that. Anyway...
Yeah, I'm being too lazy to update some of the other parts of this thing. I just haven't found anyone, or anything, to reach SPOTLIGHT status for June?! Still searching...