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Boys > Girls When There’s a Spider

August 23rd, 2010

I’m usually hashing it out against boys – primarily asian boys.  Here’s my first positive entry on that topic.

My very last hamster passed away on the 18th of August.  He was the last of three brothers – Dash, Dot and Dex.  I miss them all dearly.

Whenever I lose one of my babies, I typically wait a few days before I can bring myself to clear out their former home.  This became a habit after I lost my very first hamster, Dori (not one of the brothers mentioned above).  I was balling my eyes out and my mom told me to just leave the cage alone first.  I then went over to my now-ex-boyfriend’s house for comfort.  So now I need to feel a widdle better before dumping the remains of the last place one of my babies lived.

So I was finally able to do it today.  Then I picked up my mini vacuum cleaner and gasped.  Recently, my coworker and I discussed how we react when we freak out.  She goes completely dead silent.  Some people scream.  I gasp.  There was one of those really thick super black hard spiders in the mini vacuum.  With a distinct D: expression on my face, I took the mini vacuum outside to the front yard.  I stood there frozen, staring with that same D: expression for a pretty good few minutes when I heard the garage door open and close.  Then I heard someone walking along the side of the house.  Please be my brother, please be my brother, please be my brother. My brother appeared and said, “Ello.”
Still with that same D: expression and with my arm still extended as far away from me as possible while holding the mini vacuum, I whimpered, “Can you help me?”
“With what?”
“There’s a spider in here and I need to get it out.”
The poor spider trapped inside appeared to move from one end to the other as my brother took the mini vacuum from me.  ”He’s freaking out,” he noted.  ”No… he’s de-EAaad.”
I whimpered, “So… he just …crawled in there… and…”
“He made some webs in there….”

=(

Just so you all know, I love all living things.  I hate to know that anything dies.

Anyway, the point of this blog entry was:  Today, I was incredibly grateful my brother was home.

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Girls > Boys

August 18th, 2010

On days when a female is easily annoyed, time spent with other girls can relieve that.  But time spent with boys can really annoy you further.

I was Ms. Crankypants while having dinner with a friend tonight.  It just felt like he was pestering me.  On normal days, it’s fine.  But I was already Ms. Crankypants and he just seemed to make it worse.

Then I went over to Lisey’s place and we giggled over attempting to play Mario Kart on her wii.  She also fed me cake and ice cream and brownies.

Now I’m chirpily chatting with Leslie.

Note to self: stay away from boys when PMSing.

UPDATE [1o minutes later]:

My dad just asked me if I needed these “books.”  I ask him which books.  He points over to this corner and says the “books” over there.  I walk over there and see nothing.  Then he says it’s a bag of magazines.  I say yes, because I had planned to donate them to my old boss, who regularly brings magazines to a senior’s home.  Then he tells me that he put the “books” in the blue recycling bin outside.  I repeat yes I do need them.  ”Yes?”  ”Yes.”  ”Yes?”  ”YES.”  Like I LIED to you the first three times I said it.  And why in the world would you ask me AFTER you take them outside??  And why in the world would you POINT to where they USED to be and wait for me to WALK OVER THERE to discover I STILL don’t know what in the world you’re talking about??

Again, note to self:  Stay away from all males when PMSing.

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Anal Retentive

July 16th, 2010

One of my pet peeves:

When people say something’s ironic when in actuality, it’s a coincidence.

It’s not the same thing.

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Faith

July 10th, 2010

There are times when God reveals Himself to you, when you know hard that He’s real, that He’s with you.

And then there are times when you just can’t manage to remember what that’s like.

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My First Entry Posted From My Crackberry

July 2nd, 2010

I’ve been snuggling up with a heating pad against my tummy these days. I rarely get tummy aches, but of course I only do things in extremes, so I’ve been hit by a 3-day ache.

Did anyone know that raw carrots contain mostly indigestible fiber, which aids in furthering along your digestion?  Apparently you absorb the nutrients better if you juice ‘em. So imagine combining a bunch of raw baby carrots with a couple muesli crispbreads (also heavy on fiber) + camembert cheese consumed on a stomach containing nothing but a smoothie from several hours earlier.  I don’t even like carrots.  I was just trying to stop eating all the cheese.

I thought I was doing better last night until I had some cantaloupe and honeydew and I spent the rest of my shift clutching my stomach.

I’ve been downing so much tea at work to soothe my tummy that my tongue is turning black. Sexy.

On another note, where I’m ACTUALLY expressing emotions on my blog… still dealing with the disappointment that all prettyboys are the same.

I wonder why God created the blessing of physically good looks for people. Rarely does good or godliness result from it. I also think a lot of people feel a need to compensate either for a lack of or an overload on the good looks department.

Unrelated to what I was talking about, but just something amusing that was discussed the other day:

Sam: “There are 3 types of hot chicks. There’s the hot smart chick – that’s the one you have to pay attention to. There’s the hot dumb chick. And there’s the hot crazy chick.”

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Me, me, me

June 22nd, 2010

Via text msgs:  [7:oopm]

Me:  Dot passed away yesterday, and Dex passed away last year..  Only Dash is left but he’s losing patches of fur, you can see blotches of his skin

Vivian:  What?  Already?  It seems like you just had them

Me:  Nope, 1 year for Dex and 2 years for Dot..  You should already know that Dex passed away last year, I told you back then

Vivian:  Yeah iknow
My mom asks you if you can take care of my two hams for 3 weeks cause we are leaving for china and she and I have asked other people too
I dnt know how much longer can timtim stay alive

Me:  Wow..  My grandpa was in the hospital, and then he died, then my hamster died, and not once did you ever ask me how I’m doing or if I’m okay..  But instead you ask me to do something for you and tell me about your own problems
I’m going to sleep now, have to wake up at 4:30am for work, laters

Vivian:  Ok
Ok

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Slow Mo

June 6th, 2010

Via msn: [3:45am]

Me:  ”did I mention, that at dinner, they were talking about ken’s younger brother being engaged..” [ken being my cousin] “..my dad asked if she’s a church girl but in chinese.. my brother was like, ‘did he just say PLASTIC GIRL??‘ cuz in chinese it sounded similar..”

Leslie:  ”i am already thinking about sleepin right now… so sleepy… hahaha”

Me:  ”and then ken showed us a picture on his iphone of his brother sitting next to the fiance at a restaurant.. and his mom crouching behind them.. so we passed the iphone around to my dad.. and he’s like, ‘is that…???‘ some sorta chinese celebrity.. and they were like, ‘WHAT??  nooo that’s ____ [ken's mom]‘.. i was like, omg he doesn’t recognize his sister in law, even i recognized her.. and he was like, ‘why is she so fat??‘.. i was like, omfg it’s a good thing ken’s dad is in the washroom”

Leslie:  ”wtf why would he say that?.. must have been AWKWARD”

Me:  ”and he said it MORE THAN ONCE”

Leslie:  ”o.O why?”

Me:  ”i’ve no idea… like he couldn’t comprehend that was really her because she looks fatter”

Leslie:  ”hahaha maybe his mind is in slow mo”

Me:  ”his mind is always in slow mo… i mean, soup was served before he called me to invite me to dinner.. and volunteer my brother to drive me before asking him.. i’m going to put this conversation on my blog now.”

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O-M-F-G

May 17th, 2010

Leslie and her boyfriend Albert recently moved into a new suite and painted all the walls.  So one night, my mom stands in my doorway looking at all the ugly tape marks on my walls resulting from my teenaged “creative” days.  ”You should repaint too,” she says.  I told her I’ve wanted to but didn’t want to go through the hassel of moving my furniture.

Soon after this discussion, I yanked open the difficult-to-open drawer to my dresser and, well, the below photo explains it better than words.

I was going to buy some glue from Rona but my mom offered me a spare dresser.  After taking up on her offer, I decided I would repaint after all since I’d be moving furniture around anyway.  She’s rather glad that I will be covering up the below anger holes and repainting with a nice peaceful green shade.

WELL, today, Leslie and Albert came over to help me move my stuff and so on. O…M…F…G.  COLONIES OF CARPET BEETLES AND MAD MOLD INFESTING MY BEDROOM.  I don’t know how many times we moved something and our mouths gaped open in terror.

Since my bedroom is currently stripped down and I’m honestly too disturbed to be near it right now anyway, I’m sleeping over at Leslie’s place.  I’m actually sitting in the corner of their bedroom, the only place I seem to be getting wireless internet connection.

As Albert’s been complaining about for the past couple hours – FIRST they drive me to buy paint and etc, help me move all the junk out of my room, help me vacuum the terrorizing nastyyyy buggers and etc, take me into their home for the night, feed me steak, get my laptop connected, get my laptop charged… NOW their privacy is invaded by my huddling in the corner of their bedroom.

Today, I am a leech.

Yeah okay, so this was only a step up from swapping dressers.

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Shoes and Such

April 21st, 2010

Via Facebook: [2:ooam]

Danielle army and navy shoe sale anyone? 8am? yea?

You and Anita like this.

Danielle haha.. u guys aren’t going at 8am, r u?

…

Selena I’m up for 8am, even though I just got home and have been awake for 23.5 hours now.
I like shoes.

Danielle lol are you busing there? i dont suggest driving… but i will be busing there so meet u at 7:30am lol? wake up call?

Selena Haha I will so totally need the wakeup call yes please.
Unless I don’t sleep….
I can watch 5 episodes of House lol

Danielle oh my gosh yur nuts.

The above was the line in front of me to the Army & Navy annual shoe sale.  I didn’t even see where the line behind me ended.  We didn’t have to wait long or anything, I was just surprised at the turnout.  Virgin Radio, Global TV, and CTV were there to broadcast the event.  Danielle and I tried to hide ourselves in our hoodies from their cameras.  I mean, who looks good to line up in the cold rain to fight for shoes?

I bought the rubber boots and flats on the right in the below picture.  I liked those boots so much, I bought them in size 8, their smallest available size. My regular shoe size ranges from 5 through 6.  I will need to find some thick thick socks and uber insoles.

I’ve decided I need to stop buying shoes for a while.  I purchased the above five pairs within the past 2 months.  They were all on sale of course, but I’m going to cut myself off.  I’m sure it’s got to do with something called the breakup.  Not the way of indulging instead of dealing with my emotions, as I did in my past.  No, I learned (thank goooodness – my emotionally unhealthiest summer ever). There’s just a little more room for spending when you’re not trying to save towards a wedding within the next couple years and moving to Texas.

It’s been nice to do things for myself more lately, even if it just means shoes and accessories – so far.

Kay, time to nap before my mommie calls me for dimsum.  It’s 11:24 Wednesday morning.  I’ve had 1.5 hours of sleep since Monday night.

Update:

Woke up at 6:30pm hungry and wondering wtf??

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Entry 2 …ish

March 14th, 2010

I still don’t know what to blog about.  So here are some random nothings (I would Tweet them, but I’d like to take advantage of Leslie‘s uncharacteristic kindness in creating this WordPress for me):

Yesterday, as I collected the abandoned bottles+plates+mugs+glasses at work, I saw a crushed bottle on the floor.  I almost headed towards it before my eyes diverted over to a bored-looking guidedog lying in front of it.  I wasn’t about to take its only source of entertainment away.

I’m disappointed I can’t buy chapati wraps to completely recreate the stuffed chapati at The Naam.

I’m so happy I bought a cheese grater yesterday.

The following keeps randomly popping into my head – for the last few YEARS:  “Last night a DJ saved my life.”

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