Monday, July 02, 2007
age of love
I can't believe i'm watching this show and i can't believe Mark Philippoussis is on it and that guy who used to be on All My Children is hosting it. The premise is to see if age matters when in comes to love - blah blah blah. They have women in their 40's, the cougars, and women in their 20's, the kittens, competing for his heart - blah blah blah. At first, I was sure there was no way he'd pick someone in their 40's (coming from me who's in my 20's) over someone in their 20's, but as i was watching, i found myself rooting for the 40 year olds. They're way more mature, fun and less catty - they actually all get along with each other, unlike the girls in their 20's. What a bad representation of women in their 20's - I think they were all chosen for their huge boobs, which they all have btw...
just breathe
It disappeared one day and I wasn't sad, I wasn't mad, but rather a little relieved. But it came back all of a sudden recently and for a second, it made it hard to breathe.
Sunday, July 01, 2007
a conversation with an eight year old girl
There was a cute little eight year girl over at our house today - the daughter of one of the construction workers who's working on our house. She had that look on her face that said "come play with me," but I was on my way out, so my mom decided to entertain her (sort of). She sat in the kitchen while my mom was cleaning out one of our cabinets full of plastic bags. I think my mom felt a little sorry for her because she had no one to talk with or play with and my mom didn't really think it was safe for her to be hanging around her dad while he was sawing and hammering away. When I came back home, they had already left and my mom told me about the eight year girl and the conversation she had with her. She has two other siblings, both younger - the youngest, a one year old brother, and they weren't with her today because they were out with their mom who was shopping for things to bring back to Mexico. They were going to leave for Mexico this afternoon. She wasn't with them because she didn't want to go to Mexico and wanted to hang out with her dad. She spoke about two older brothers whom she hadn't seen for years, and according to my mom, she made it sound like they were from a previous marriage because she had said she was the oldest child in her family. It was cute how my mom talked about her, but I could sense the slight sadness she felt for the little girl, ending with "How could her dad bring her to work with him, especially when he's doing construction? But I gave her that little toy that's been sitting there so she could take it home," and she chuckled. Two people, my mom - chinese and in her sixties, and a little hispanic eight year old girl, bonded and shared stories with each other this afternoon at my house...strange...but endearing.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
internetless
I didn't have access to the interent for a few days this week because there was a problem with the ISP and their server for our area. I was fine the first day without it, but then the second day rolled around and it still wasn't working. I was irritated especially when the third day rolled around and it still wasn't working! So I called and it was around 8:30PM and a guy named "Josh" answered the phone. Most of you who have dealt with travel websites and things like this know what I'm talking about when I say I know they weren't answering the call from the U.S. Anywho, he tried to help me fix my connection and told me to do all the things I've already tried. I was being nice because I hate being mean to people over the phone, even if they're telemarketers because I always put myself in their shoes and imagine what it would be like to get yelled at everyday over the phone. But my boss' comment about me being too nice kept running through my head. So I was frustrated when "Josh" told me that it would be fixed in the morning and that it should be up by the next day. I got kinda mad and told him that it hadn't been working for the past three days and that if it wasn't working by the next day that I would have to switch ISPs. He responded with "I hope not, mam," at which i then replied with "Well then get it fixed!" and then I hung up on him. I've never hung up on anyone before my boss made that comment about me being too nice. Since he's made that comment I've hung up on two people. =/ But alas, the interent is up and running again and I hope it stays that way because I don't want to hang up on anyone again...cuz I feel kinda bad...
Saturday, June 02, 2007
pleasantly surprised
I was driving home from work the other day and when i turned the corner onto the freeway ramp, there was a long line of cars waiting in line for the meter. I was surprised that all these people were actually waiting in line even with the carpool lane right next to them, which they could've used to bypass the meter (which I've seen people do before even though they didn't have two or more people in their car). Every car I saw that sped past me in the carpool lane actually had two or more people in the car. It was weird to see because I would've assumed that most LA drivers would abuse the carpool lane, but apparently, none of them do, well, none that I saw that day anyway. Right on LA drivers who waited patiently in line that day with me!
Thursday, May 17, 2007
are you smarter than a fifth grader? (or first grader perhaps)
A guy came in today and asked the guy at the counter to help him change a number in his text - the number was ten thousand ninety-nine. There was a point where three guys were at the counter trying to figure out if the number was written out correctly - yes, 10,099 - ten, zero, ninety-nine. I was compelled to just scream it out, but waited to see how long it would take them to figure it out - approximately 10 minutes maybe? wow, is all i can say...
Sunday, April 15, 2007
edison bar
If you're ever in downtown LA and need a cool place to hang out, you should go here:http://www.edisondowntown.com/
If you check out their map, it's pretty huge, and they have small dance shows with flapper girls like every hour. And there was no cover when we went which made it even more awesome!
what would you do?
My friend was looking for parking at the mall yesterday and saw a young asian couple arguing and yelling at each other, with the guy actually shoving the girl a few times. They were screaming at each other in Cantonese, which my friend can kind of understand. She made out a few sentences - one about how the woman wanted to be alone and was going inside the mall and another about how he was making a scene. The woman finally headed into the mall, her husband following not far behind her with her purse. Everyone was now inside the mall, along with my friend, and the couple was still yelling at each other. People have begun to stare and he was still shoving her. My friend, at this point, remembered this episode of Oprah she had seen (yes, you can call her an "O" fan) about "What would you do in this situation?" One of the scenarios was exactly like this one where the guy was screaming at his wife and shoving her. So my friend, who didn't want to be one of those people who did nothing about the situation, decided to do something about it. She went up to the girl while the guy was still yelling at her, and asked her if she was okay and if she needed her to call security. The woman said she was fine. Another older couple then approached and asked the woman the same thing and decided to call security. At this point, my friend was literally standing inbetween the man, who was still screaming at the woman, and the woman. The lady from the older couple then told the man who was screaming, that he should give the purse back to the woman. He then said, "She's my wife, what does it matter?" He ended up giving her purse back while security arrived and it turned out that security couldn't do anything because nothing was really going on. They all came to the agreement that the husband would go home and leave his wife there, whom my friend volunteered to take home. My friend actually did take her home and found out that the reason they were arguing was because the woman didn't get along with her husband's parents, who despise her because after they got married, their son moved out to live with her, his wife (what decade are we in again?)!
Anyways, the whole point behind this is what would you have done? Would you have just walked away and let it happen or would you have done something about it? Truthfully, I probably would have just walked away because 1.) I wouldn't want to get involved and 2.) the husband seemed like a violent person. But then after thinking that, #2 should make me want to do something even more to help and I'm in a public place so I would most likely be safe. But really, I still don't think I would step in, but I guess I have to be in that situation to really know. I never thought that my friend was the type of person who would step in and invite a stranger into her car (I guess Oprah works in mysterious ways, haha). She's usually very non-confrontational and can be shy at times, so it surprised me that she did that, but i totally give her props!
Anyways, the whole point behind this is what would you have done? Would you have just walked away and let it happen or would you have done something about it? Truthfully, I probably would have just walked away because 1.) I wouldn't want to get involved and 2.) the husband seemed like a violent person. But then after thinking that, #2 should make me want to do something even more to help and I'm in a public place so I would most likely be safe. But really, I still don't think I would step in, but I guess I have to be in that situation to really know. I never thought that my friend was the type of person who would step in and invite a stranger into her car (I guess Oprah works in mysterious ways, haha). She's usually very non-confrontational and can be shy at times, so it surprised me that she did that, but i totally give her props!
quotes of the day
"All these fixtures are like fixed."
Friend 1: "We should come here when we don't have any other place to go."
Friend 2: "Or if we feel like sucking blood, haha."
Friend 1: "We should come here when we don't have any other place to go."
Friend 2: "Or if we feel like sucking blood, haha."
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
old people are so cute!
There's this old man I work with - he's Hispanic, kind of short, wears glasses, and has a slight tummy. He can barely speak English, but he says cute funny things like "I like happy people." I had lunch with him one day, and his wife packed him his lunch but he didn't know what she had packed for him. When he unpacked his lunch, he slowly opened up a foil-wrapped package to reveal a sandwich to which he let out a happy "ooo!" He then opened up his tupperware to reveal some fruit, which he then a gave an "ahhh!" to. It was so endearing. This is the same man who pulled my co-worker aside and told her, "Hey, I have a secret. Don't tell anybody ok? It's Friday!" and then he laughs and says "Shhh" with a smile.
There is another old guy I work with - I describe him as a chubbier version of Mr. Miyagi. He's very sarcastic and when he was eating lunch one day at this diner, an older couple came up to him and asked him for his autograph, thinking he was actually Pat Morita (the guy who played Mr. Miyagi), so he said, "Ok" and signed their napkin...but he signed his own name, and when the couple saw it, they were surprised to see that they had made a mistake.
And then there's this little skinny old Russian man with his fur-collared coat and cute little hat, who passes by our store every once in awhile and waves to my other older co-worker. His wave is not just one of those one-handed waves; It's one of those two-handed waves, like how little kids sometimes do. My older co-worker then waves back and gives him one of those army salutes with the straight posture and everything. My co-worker once saw the two old men talking with each other and she asked my older co-worker what they were talking about, and he said "I don't know. He was talking to me in Russian and I didn't understand him, so I replied in Chinese."
Things like this bring a smile to my face but it reminds of how much I miss having old cute people around.
There is another old guy I work with - I describe him as a chubbier version of Mr. Miyagi. He's very sarcastic and when he was eating lunch one day at this diner, an older couple came up to him and asked him for his autograph, thinking he was actually Pat Morita (the guy who played Mr. Miyagi), so he said, "Ok" and signed their napkin...but he signed his own name, and when the couple saw it, they were surprised to see that they had made a mistake.
And then there's this little skinny old Russian man with his fur-collared coat and cute little hat, who passes by our store every once in awhile and waves to my other older co-worker. His wave is not just one of those one-handed waves; It's one of those two-handed waves, like how little kids sometimes do. My older co-worker then waves back and gives him one of those army salutes with the straight posture and everything. My co-worker once saw the two old men talking with each other and she asked my older co-worker what they were talking about, and he said "I don't know. He was talking to me in Russian and I didn't understand him, so I replied in Chinese."
Things like this bring a smile to my face but it reminds of how much I miss having old cute people around.
dianas
So I've discovered something...if you want your child to grow up to be a petite, loud girl with a big personality, name her Diana. It's strange - I know three Dianas and they all fit that description...and I love them all!
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
i miss...
So I recently started a new job and I love it! But although I hated (yes, hate is a very harsh word, but in this case, i think it's kind of warranted, especially if you knew what really went on there) the place I left, I miss a lot of things that surrounded it. I miss my old co-workers...a lot. I walked into that place not knowing anyone, but in a short period of time, I felt like I had known some of them for years. I miss the drive to and from work, which involved no freeways like it does now. On really nice sunny days, driving to work wasn't really a chore - it was actually kind of nice to see people on the streets and different types of buildings along the way, instead of just seeing a long stream of cars and a brick wall lining the side of the road. It was fun seeing the same crossing guard everyday - an old man who talked with all the moms and dads and kids who crossed the street. I used to smile at him every morning and he would acknowledge me with one of those "hello" nods, and then keep a look out for cars coming so I could make my turn. I miss seeing the three little asian brothers who rode their razors to school, trying new tricks along the way. I miss all those things...things that sometimes made my day or made me smile every morning...
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Monday, December 18, 2006
spirited away
My co-worker's father passed away recently and he told me about a story that happened to his mom the day before the funeral.
His mom suddenly awoke that Friday morning at the time her husband would usually wake up in the mornings and saw a black butterfly fluttering around in her room. The butterfly started flying and she decided to follow it out into the hallway and when it turned the corner into the living room, it disappeared. She then walked into the kitchen where her husband would usually make his morning toast and saw another butterfly, this time it was black with white spots. It fluttered around and eventually disappeared as well.
I told my mom about this story and apparently after my mom got home after my grandmother's funeral, my mom saw a bright orange butterfly at our kitchen window, fluttering and perching on the window over and over. My mom looked at it, smiled, and said goodbye, and it flew away. My mom said that sometimes the spirit comes back in the form of a butterfly to say one last goodbye. I guess life, and death, holds many wonders...
His mom suddenly awoke that Friday morning at the time her husband would usually wake up in the mornings and saw a black butterfly fluttering around in her room. The butterfly started flying and she decided to follow it out into the hallway and when it turned the corner into the living room, it disappeared. She then walked into the kitchen where her husband would usually make his morning toast and saw another butterfly, this time it was black with white spots. It fluttered around and eventually disappeared as well.
I told my mom about this story and apparently after my mom got home after my grandmother's funeral, my mom saw a bright orange butterfly at our kitchen window, fluttering and perching on the window over and over. My mom looked at it, smiled, and said goodbye, and it flew away. My mom said that sometimes the spirit comes back in the form of a butterfly to say one last goodbye. I guess life, and death, holds many wonders...
Monday, December 11, 2006
sometimes bigger IS better
I went to two restaurants this weekend - one that was really good and cheap, and the other which was pretty pricey for what you get.
The first restaurant is a small, hole in the wall, Mexican restaurant called El Tepeyac in East LA. And when I say small, I mean small. Our party of four had to wait outside because there was no room in there to stand, and the line at this place is usually around the block, but the food was sooo good! Their burritos were ginormous! At about five dollars a person (drinks included), one Manuel special burrito fed all four of us with leftovers to bring home (and they make even bigger burritos than that)! I would totally go there again! It received a 9.4 on Citysearch and was ranked number two for the best Mexican restaurant in LA in 2003. Here's the citysearch link just in case you're in the East LA area and in the mood for some really good Mexican food or a big honkin' burrito!
http://losangeles.citysearch.com/profile/59599
The second restaurant is a small, somewhat shi shi, tapas restaurant in Costa Mesa called Aire Global. We went for a friend's birthday. The ambiance and the presentation of the food was nice, which is what I think you mostly pay for bacause you definitely get really little for your money. And when I say little, I mean little. I've been to a few really nice, expensive restaurants before, and the food at those places were really good, but here, it was just okay. I've also been to a couple tapas restaurants before, but this one was again, just okay. I ordered the Albondigas, a Mexican meatball soup that I've always wanted to try, and when it arrived at the table, I was disappointed to see how little we got. The bowl was pretty big, but it was only filled less than a quarter of it's height with only three sad looking meatballs inside. And it wasn't really soup - it was more like sauce. The waitress asked how many bowls we wanted so we can all share, but we decided we didn't really need any other bowls, considering there wasn't really all that much to to go around for about 12 people. Other items served there include mini tacos, which were actually pretty good, and tater tots (that look like the kind out of the frozen aisle) for six dollars. Truthfully, this place is a good first date place, but if you both have large appetites, you might leave there still hungry, just like all of us did. I couldn't find any reviews on Citysearch, but here's their website which doesn't list prices on the dinner menu, which made me go hmmmm...
http://www.aireglobal.com/
The first restaurant is a small, hole in the wall, Mexican restaurant called El Tepeyac in East LA. And when I say small, I mean small. Our party of four had to wait outside because there was no room in there to stand, and the line at this place is usually around the block, but the food was sooo good! Their burritos were ginormous! At about five dollars a person (drinks included), one Manuel special burrito fed all four of us with leftovers to bring home (and they make even bigger burritos than that)! I would totally go there again! It received a 9.4 on Citysearch and was ranked number two for the best Mexican restaurant in LA in 2003. Here's the citysearch link just in case you're in the East LA area and in the mood for some really good Mexican food or a big honkin' burrito!
http://losangeles.citysearch.com/profile/59599
The second restaurant is a small, somewhat shi shi, tapas restaurant in Costa Mesa called Aire Global. We went for a friend's birthday. The ambiance and the presentation of the food was nice, which is what I think you mostly pay for bacause you definitely get really little for your money. And when I say little, I mean little. I've been to a few really nice, expensive restaurants before, and the food at those places were really good, but here, it was just okay. I've also been to a couple tapas restaurants before, but this one was again, just okay. I ordered the Albondigas, a Mexican meatball soup that I've always wanted to try, and when it arrived at the table, I was disappointed to see how little we got. The bowl was pretty big, but it was only filled less than a quarter of it's height with only three sad looking meatballs inside. And it wasn't really soup - it was more like sauce. The waitress asked how many bowls we wanted so we can all share, but we decided we didn't really need any other bowls, considering there wasn't really all that much to to go around for about 12 people. Other items served there include mini tacos, which were actually pretty good, and tater tots (that look like the kind out of the frozen aisle) for six dollars. Truthfully, this place is a good first date place, but if you both have large appetites, you might leave there still hungry, just like all of us did. I couldn't find any reviews on Citysearch, but here's their website which doesn't list prices on the dinner menu, which made me go hmmmm...
http://www.aireglobal.com/
isn't it ironic?
I went to a funeral and a birthday party on the same day this weekend...kind of weird and ironic, but if you think about it, they are both celebrations of life...a new way to look at it I guess
Saturday, September 30, 2006
the last kiss
So I always thought that I would be one of those people who would enjoy having my life planned out, as in knowing who you're going to marry, what you're going to do career-wise, and knowing who you are by the time you hit your mid-twenties. But after watching "The Last Kiss," I'm kind of glad my life isn't planned out...yet. I like having that sense of not knowing, not knowing who I'm going to meet, not knowing where I'm going to be working for the rest of my life before I retire, not knowing where I'm going to be living the next year. But in five years, I'm hoping all of that will be somewhat clear, that I would have at least met the person I want to share my last kiss with. But for now, I like the element of surprise, not knowing what's around the corner. It's kind of refreshing.
boring
So I was talking with a friend today about how we thought we were boring, but I think that there are two types of boring - one being the really boring type of person that makes people fall asleep they're so boring, and the other being the boring type who think they're boring because that's what their life seems like compared to everyone elses. I personally think we fall in the latter category, but really, how do we know we all don't fall in the first? No one will tell you if you're really boring.
But seriously, I feel like I don't fall in the first type of boring for the following reasons: I can carry on a conversation perfectly fine, I make my co-workers laugh, and some people think I'm a little weird, and weird people can't be boring or they wouldn't be weird. But I do feel as though I fall in the second kind of boring where the things I do most of the time are pretty boring when compared to other people. Like, most days throughout the week, Monday through Friday, I work and go home after that, and on some occassions, I would go out to dinner with friends or happy hour with co-workers, but that's about it. And when I get home, I read, knit, sew, or watch TV. Wow, I sound like a freakin' old lady (sorry if I offended anyone). It's pretty boring when compared to other people who tell you the next day that they're tired and hung over from a party or that they went on a date with someone or that they saw their kid do something cute. And when I first meet people, I always feel like I'm pretty boring compared to them, people who have travelled to so many places, people who have cool jobs, people who have experienced life so much more fully. So I'm stuck here thinking if other people think I'm boring, like the first type of boring, because I'm totally fine with being the second type of boring. Because I have a long way to go to experience life, to make my life my own, no matter how boring it may seem to me or other people. But I really don't want to go through life being the first type of boring, so if I do fall in that category, can someone please let me know?! seriously...thanks...
But seriously, I feel like I don't fall in the first type of boring for the following reasons: I can carry on a conversation perfectly fine, I make my co-workers laugh, and some people think I'm a little weird, and weird people can't be boring or they wouldn't be weird. But I do feel as though I fall in the second kind of boring where the things I do most of the time are pretty boring when compared to other people. Like, most days throughout the week, Monday through Friday, I work and go home after that, and on some occassions, I would go out to dinner with friends or happy hour with co-workers, but that's about it. And when I get home, I read, knit, sew, or watch TV. Wow, I sound like a freakin' old lady (sorry if I offended anyone). It's pretty boring when compared to other people who tell you the next day that they're tired and hung over from a party or that they went on a date with someone or that they saw their kid do something cute. And when I first meet people, I always feel like I'm pretty boring compared to them, people who have travelled to so many places, people who have cool jobs, people who have experienced life so much more fully. So I'm stuck here thinking if other people think I'm boring, like the first type of boring, because I'm totally fine with being the second type of boring. Because I have a long way to go to experience life, to make my life my own, no matter how boring it may seem to me or other people. But I really don't want to go through life being the first type of boring, so if I do fall in that category, can someone please let me know?! seriously...thanks...
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