Friday, January 30, 2009
it's not a question of need, it's more like I WANT IT!!!
anyway, i'm listening to the cure right now...i swear, they never get old...listening to "just like heaven"...anyway, so i'm trying to clean...my wardrobe consists of a white t-shirt and granny panties...i like to look like a hot mess while cleaning at home...i figured, the less clothes i have on, the less dust can get on it...i finally figured how to dump the stuff from the vacuum cleaner thing a majig...i've been using the vacuum cleaner for a month and had no idea how to get rid of the stuff in there...i seriously had to call my bf yesterday and was like, "hey...how do i get rid of that shit that's in the vacuum cleaner...is there like a button or something?" he's like, "yeah, it's in the back and u take out the filter...blah blah blah." and i'm like, "oh...okay...i'm sure i'll figure it out...i am somewhat college educated...i'm sure i can figure it out." and lo and behold, i did!!! quite proud of myself...
so now duffy is playing...the song is called "serious" i think...it's sooo damn good..."can we ever be serious? seriously in love?"
okay, back to my day...so i marinated some chicken for this lemongrass chicken stew i'm gonna make for the first time in the crockpot...hopefully it comes out good or even if it doesn't, i know my bf is just gonna pretend it's good so i don't have like a shit fit...
oh yeah, back to the title of my blog...i swear, i have a serious case of ADD today...so yesterday, i tell my bf i want a leica camera and he needs to order it for me, like STAT...he's like, "why can't u just get the nikon cause it's cheaper." and i'm like, "cause leica is the creme de la creme of cameras." and he's like, "do u really need a leica? isn't it the same function?" and i'm like, "probably but it's like the difference between getting a porshe carrera 9-1-1 and a poor man's porshe...yes both cars get u to point A to point B but one just looks better." anyway, so he's like, "if i get u this camera, are u actually gonna use it?" i mean, i swear, why does he asks me such silly questions? so i'm like, "i swear, i'll use the camera every day...i sooo want it...like if i get the camera, i'll start hitting photography classes." and he's like, "if i get the camera, will u shoot pics with me on the weekends?" and i'm like, "why would i want to shoot with u? i wanna shoot with a professional photographer...u can join us." he's like, "dammit." and i'm like, "just joshing u...u can join us."
anyway, long story short, i ended up feeling guilty for wanting something obnoxiously expensive since he's already taking me to hawaii for my bday so i've decided to get my bf the camera for our 6 month anniversary present instead of him getting it for me...i figured it's a win win situation...okay, i'm not gonna get him a leica cause i can't afford it but probably some cheaper digital SLR camera cause i want a camera...and by saying it's for him, he'll think i'm the best gf ever and i'm happy cause he's getting something that i'm totally gonna use...i know, i'm a fucking genius...
i mean, the thing i find funny about my bf is that before he gets me anything, he always asks me, "is this something u need?" and i'm always like, "of course i don't need it...it's that i WANT it!!!"
anyway, i better stop blogging and get back to being somewhat productive...can't wait for the bf to get back tonite...we'll be busy eating lemongrass chicken, him staring at me cause i'm such a disaster, and probably watching howie do it...i know, don't be all jealous cause it's like the most romantic nite like ever...haha...xoox...
Thursday, January 29, 2009
25 Random Things About Me
Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.
(To do this, go to “notes” under tabs on your profile page, paste these instructions in the body of the note, type your 25 random things, tag 25 people (in the right hand corner of the app) then click publish.)
so here goes:
1. i'd like to publish a book.
2. i hate people who are constantly nice.
3. currently obsessed with adele's "tired."
4. not looking forward to turning 30...i feel like i won't get away with being a spaz as much.
5. i've never had my heart broken...okay, i lied...it happened once when i was 17 and he didn't officially break up with me...he just never called me back [does that mean we're still together?] haha...actually, that guy and i never even dated...damn it...that doesn't even count...i pined over him for like 3 months and then was over it.
6. i love babies...especially cute ones.
7. i'd like to have a baby...and just ONE.
8. i fear looking like crap after having a baby.
9. i regret my first marriage.
10. i wish i had the guts to go to art school vs. ucla.
11. i'm incredibly materialistic and shallow.
12. i hate douchebags.
13. i hate number 13 and black cats.
14. i'm a douchebag sometimes.
15. my favorite color is pink.
16. i'm in love with my best friend.
17. i love photography, hole-in-the-wall restaurants, cooking and baking, and my louis vuitton bag.
18. i love napoleon dynamite because i can relate to napoleon.
19. i love indie music.
20. i sometimes wonder if i made the right decision in NOT going to grad school...
21. ever since my divorce, i've lived my life my way which means doing whatever the hell i want, even if it means eating doritos and having an iced tea for dinner...yes, i'm crazy like that.
22. i love gossip girl.
23. i don't want to be insanely rich or famous...i think it would turn me into a bigger diva than i already pretend i am.
23. i've never smoked pot or done drugs cause i know i have an addictive personality.
24. i wish i was taller.
25. i can't live without my daily fix of iced tea, clean underwear, and my glasses.
xoxo...
Thursday, January 22, 2009
planning my make believe wedding
anyway, i enter this bridal dress store and it's filled with the ugliest dresses i have ever seen...the dresses are like white and puffy which makes me want to throw up...the sales lady finally helps me find one that is somewhat bearable...it's strapless, lacey, and NOT PUFFY...i do not want to look like an asian princess on my wedding day [which i hope will come one day]...
so the sales lady and i had a conversation and it went something like this:
sales lady: so when is your wedding date?
Lo: uh...we haven't set a date yet.
sales lady: is it going to be this year?
Lo: no.
sales lady: next year?
Lo: i told u, i don't know.
sales lady: when did he propose?
Lo: i don't even want to talk about it.
i mean, i should have just lied and threw out a date vs. looking like some crazy sad girl who is looking at wedding dresses although she's not getting married [yet]...
Lo: can u just tell me how much this dress is?
sales lady: i can give it to u for $500...
Lo: $500??? but it's a size 8 and i'm a size 0.
sales lady: i can throw in free alterations for you. i mean, if u want me to order u a new one, it's gonna cost $150 more.
Lo: what? $650? it's not in my budget...oh wells.
sales lady: u wanna try it on?
since i figured i was already there, i figured why not...
Lo: sure.
so we go into the room and she wants to put the dress on for me and i'm like, "whoa lady...i gotta dress myself. i'm uncomfortable with people seeing me naked." the reason why i didn't want her to see me in my undies was cause i was wearing this thick ass maxi pad and that's not cool or cute to look at...yes, i'm a total disaster and a crazy mess...
anyway, i try on the dress and it doesn't look bad...i mean, 5 bills for a wedding dress is quite cheap but since i didn't crazy love it, i put it back...
the lady tries to show me more dresses but i am not paying $1000 for a dress...i mean, u wear the dress for a couple hours and then u never wear it again so i really can't justify paying that kind of money for it...besides, i think most wedding dresses are pretty ugly..so now i think i'm gonna be forced to just design my own wedding dress and have my mom sew it for me...
after that fiasco, i went home and made jello cause i was seriously craving jello...it's funny cause i rarely have food cravings but i've been craving jello, carl's jr. and doritos...i must be pregnant with jesus' baby...like seriously...
and then i grabbed sushi with a gf for dinner...i told her what my make believe wedding budget is and she gave me some locations i should look into...so now i'm gonna force my bf to check out wedding locations this weekend...i'm sure he'll be thrilled...like as thrilled as he'll be when he gets to watch "Bride Wars" starring Kate Hudson and Ann Hathaway with me this weekend...i swear, my bf is one really lucky guy!!! haha...xoxo...
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
the most romantic plans ever for my 6th month anniversary with my boo
so anyway, he calls me after having dinner with his co-workers and boss and i'm like, "u know next month is our 6th month anniversary. can we get a steak dinner?" and he's like, "of course, anywhere you'd like." and i'm like, "i wanna go where guys go for steak dinners. and i wanna pay this time." and he's like, "you're not paying. i'll let u pay once u make more money than me. u wanna go to morton's?" and i'm like, "wtf? r we rich bitch? did we somehow just win the lottery??? i want CARL'S JR. put that steak sandwich in my belly." my bf starts laughing and is like, "r u serious?" and i'm like, "of course i'm serious...i love that stuff and u've been promising to take me there." i mean, the nerve of my bf...give a girl what she fucking wants...if she wants a steak dinner, give it to her!!!
btw...i was perusing his maxim magazine and in the magazine, there's this page where it tells guys what to get their gfs for valentine's day...basically, it tells the guy to spend $200 on chocolate fondue for his girl or like $200 for a pair of panties...i told my bf that if he were to spend that kind of money for my valentine's day present, i'd seriously go ballistic...like seriously, $200 for fancy chocolate fondue? just melt down a goddamn Hershey's bar in the microwave and i won't know the fucking difference...and $200 for panties? that money could like feed me for a year...like seriously...or $200 could buy me like 40 fancy steak dinners at Carl's Jr. i swear, we're in a fucking recession...trust me, i'm the girl who cherishes my la perla bra and panty set but during these economic times, it just feels sooo wrong...
okay...over it...time to finish reading his maxim magazine and go to bed...yes, the exciting life that i lead...xoxo...
i hate u...yeah...u heard me...
okay...now really back to me...
i've been listening to adele all day...the entire album is seriously good...
i went to work today despite having bad cramps...it seriously sucks being of the female species...
at work, this patient brought in her cute little 7 week year old baby...baby was sooo damn cute...she even let me carry the baby which was quite exciting...i love babies...like i like them sometimes more than i like chloe handbags...but only sometimes...
OMG...my sister and my bf is taking me to hawaii for my 30th birthday!!! how awesome is that? okay...the good news is that i get to hit hawaii for my birthday...the bad news is that now i have to seriously go on a diet...there is NO WAY i'm gonna look fat in a bikini...i seriously need to lose like 5 lbs. and if i do my job right, i should lose 10 lbs. so i can be like nicole richie skinny...that is gonna be soooo hot....sooo hot...
i also decided to call my ex ex bf today to tell him to stop calling me...and of course, i decide to do this while i'm at work...so i'm in my office and i call the douchebag or shall i say, Dr. Douchebag...here's how the call went:
Lo: hi...this is Lo. i need u to stop calling me.
Dr. Douchebag: i'm at work right now.
Lo: r u seeing a patient?
Dr. Douchebag: yeah.
[Lo...i'm like, why the fuck is he picking up his phone?]
Lo: well...i need u to seriously stop calling me.
[at this moment, my boss walks into my office to hand me some work so i'm like all quiet for a moment cause i don't want her to see me making a personal call while i'm supposed to be working.]
Dr. Douchebag: can i call u right back?
Lo: [in a panic cause my boss is standing in front of me] uh...yeah.
i hang up the phone....and then i'm like, wtf? i was supposed to say, "NO!!! No u can't call me back...you're NEVER supposed to call me like ever." so then since i didn't want him calling me back...i call him back which heads right into voicemail which is perfect cause i didn't want to talk to him...this was the message i left:
Lo: [to voicemail] yeah...it's me again...seeriously, please don't call me to say hi. don't call me to check up on me. i'm fine...seriously fine and happy. have a great life. bye.
He of course calls me back 5 minutes later. this is the continuation of our conversation:
Dr. Douchebag: why don't u want me calling u?
Lo: didn't u get my message?
Dr. Douchebag: yeah, i got the message. u said, don't call.
Lo: EXACTLY!!!
Dr. Douchebag: why don't u want me to call u? why can't i talk to u once in a while? what's the harm?
Lo: i seriously just want u out of my life. i don't want to be friends. i'm over it. besides, if i don't want my current bf talking to his past girlfriends or girls that like him, i'm choosing to do the same. i'm actually respecting the person i'm with and i wish you'd respect my wishes. so this is it.
Dr. Douchebag: uh...okay.
[and then i hung up the phone]
so that was that...i swear, we broke up like over a year ago and it's been like the longest break up of all fucking break-ups...i guess that's the best part of my last relationship...my most recent ex, after our big FINAL break-up, we never spoke to each other...it seriously makes things easier...i'm quickly learning that u can never be friends with your exes...or why would u even choose to? i used to be able to be friends with my exes but now i realize, i prefer to keep my past in my past and seriously move on...besides, i would never want to do anything that would jeopardize my current relationship...it's like i'm actually ready to be in a relationship or something...to actually think about someone other than myself...
and OMG...last nite's episode of gossip girl was like sooo seriously HOT...and of course, i'm just referring to the hawtness that is chuck bass...the scene where he kick's his uncle's ass in the bathroom was beyond amazing...i love that boy...seriously love him...like love him more than he could ever know...like that kind of crazy love....haha...
tonite will be spent chilling out and reading my bf's maxim magazine...xoxo...
Monday, January 19, 2009
the saddest story that i'll ever tell
my gf was turning 30 so we decided to go clubbing for her bday...after countless debates as to which club to hit, we finally settled on kress cause my younger sister told me it was the place to be...so i'm like, "okay." one of my friends "F" knows the promoter so we were put on the guestlist...
okay...so last nite, i decide to give the bday girl a ride cause i know she's gonna drink so i figured we should carpool...i had three wardrobe changes cause i didn't have any skanky clubbing clothes so my nite was already not faring so well...so the bday girl arrives early and we hit CPK to get some food in her so she's not completely plastered after one drink...we get lettuce wraps cause that's one of the favorite things my bf likes to eat and she ordered dumplings which we had them panfry...we also made sure to get bread and lots of butter...i had one dumpling [cause i know i have to watch my figure] and one lettuce wrap...besides, i actually had dinner beforehand with my bf in which i cooked in a fabulous meal of ramen in a package and Campbell's Select Harvest Chicken Noodle soup...i know, i spoil him...anyway, back to the saddest story that was ever told...
so after dinner, we head off to Kress...we get there and pay $20 for parking...like seriously??? $20 for parking? that's total bullshit and reminds me why i hate hollywood....i mean, already, the story is getting sad...okay...so we get there like at 10:10 pm and there is this long ass line...like definitely over 200 people and i'm like, "hell no. i do NOT wait in lines." and so i head to the front of the line, and this douchebag is like, "u have to stand in line with everyone else." and i'm like, "but i'm on the guestlist...i know the promoter." and he's like, "everyone is on the guestlist." and i'm like, "this is total bullshit." i mean, it was gonna take an hour or two to get in and i don't have this kind of patience. so i'm like, "No." and start heading towards the front of the line where my friends are...and the douchebag gets security on my ass...part of me wanted to scream out, "DO U KNOW WHO THE FUCK I AM?" and hoping he doesn't question me cause seriously, if he really asked me who i am, my response would prolly have been, "uh...no one really important" and i would have to walk to the back of the line...anyway, at that very moment...SPOTTED...my gf T who just arrived and manages to waltz her way to the front...and i'm like screaming off the top of my lungs, "T...T, i'm right here...GET ME!!!" so she comes to me and tells me, "just walk to the front of the line" and i'm like, "This JERK won't let me," making sure that douchebag heard me...and so i start following T with my bf and the bday girl and the douchebag is like, "I'm not a JERK. i'm just doing my job." and i'm like, "you're a total jerk and leave me alone" and with a look of fierce determination, i managed to get to the front of the line in which i was handed tickets so i can skip the lines and get in free...cause obviously, that's how i roll...anyway, my bf didn't get a ticket right away so i was forced to wait for him inside the damn club for like 20 minutes which royally pissed me off...i knew i was in for like a really bad nite...oh yeah...my sisters and their friends also arrived so i had to bug my friends to hook them up...we were prolly driving the promoter seriously nuts...
anyway, we managed to get in, get our drinks, and finally got on the dance floor where my friends were hit up on by really young boys...i swear, those boys were seriously persistent...it was very endearing...btw...i fell of the bandwagon...i ended up having half of my bf's vodka/cranberry cause i was in such a shitty mood and had to have a drink...my gf was like, "R u PMSING?" and i was like, "probably."
the nite somehow managed to end up being pretty fun...but like i said, wasn't that the saddest story that was ever told?
anyway, we ended up leaving at midnite...the bday girl puked on the dancefloor which is always hot...i was surprised it wasn't me...
i was finally glad to be back home by 1 am and sleeping...greatest nite ever...
this morning will be spent watching my bf pack for his business trip to hotlanta...i also sang lionel richie's [or i think it's a lionel richie song to him] song in which the lyrics go something like this:
"u r so beautiful to me...can't u see? you're everything i hoped for...you're everything i need...u r soooo beautiful to me."
and why would i sing such a song to him sooo early in the morning u may ask...it's cause i have the voice of an angel so i really should try to put it to use...haha...
anyway, hope you're not tooo sad over this tragic story i had to tell...
i'm looking forward to gossip girl tonite but definitely NOT looking forward to having the bf go on his trip...yeah..u can't win it all...winner winner chicken dinner...xoxo...
Sunday, January 18, 2009
surprise surprise...i'm a movie critic
another scene i liked in the movie was when will sings for the first time to his step bro and his step bro is like in tears cause he's sooo touched and like, "that's the voice of an angel"...to which i just completely crack up cause will's voice totally sucks but the step bro is sooo supportive and loves him...it just reminds me of my bf...like he'll look at me at times and be like, "you look like an angel" and i stare directly back at him and i'm like, "r u on crack?" and then i proceed to pretend to barf...cause why? i'm the most nicest gf like ever...
another movie that i need to quickly review is "The Curious Case of Benjamin Buttons"...i saw that over the xmas holiday...i was seriously super psyched about watching it and it was pretty good...i also give it 4 stars out of a scale of 5...but instead of reviewing it, i'd rather give the movie a new title which is..."The Curious Case of the Deadbeat Father"...it's basically the story of a guy who gets his long time love preggers and leaves her to fend for herself and the baby...i swear...he was a total douchebag...his excuse was that it's cause he's getting younger and didn't want her to have to take care of two kids...i'm like...whatever...so it's best to just leave her??? i swear, men are complete DOUCHEBAGS...except for my bf, obviously...
BREAKING NEWS!!! btw...my bf just informed me not to eat peanut butter cause there's an outbreak of salmonella...
okay, back to important stuff...like about myself...today will be spent cleaning...oh yeah, and hitting kress tonite...that should be fun...although i lack skanky wear...i guess that's it...xoxox...btw...i'm super psyched about "He's Not That Into"...that movie is gonna be the bomb!!! i can feel it in my bones...
Saturday, January 17, 2009
it's been sooo long...i know...i've missed u too
new year was spent crashing at 10:30 pm cause i'm old and incredibly boring...
my new year resolutions for this year include:
1. no more spending money...like seriously this time
2. lose weight
so i've been pretty good about not spending money...have not used in credit card in two weeks...it's been amazing...i steal food from my mom's house...i even got my mom to cut my bangs cause i was too cheap to spend $10 to get it cut...i ended up getting a bowl cut, but hey, beggars can't be choosers...
i've even managed to lose weight cause my bf travels most of the time so i get to see him during the weekends so that's the only time i actually get real meals...so i'm pretty sure i'm probably down to 97 lbs. i can now fit my size 24 which is good...
today has been a most interesting day...my bf and i hit campanile's for brunch and it was beyond fab...my friend who is a cook there sent us out some amuse bouche, a chopped salad, and some fab pastries with creme fraiche...it was awesome...if i had known he was gonna send out all that food, i wouldn't have ordered my brisket hash with roasted potatoes and poached eggs which was sooo damn good. my bf ordered sausage, scrambled eggs, and pancakes...i was quite happy with my meal...
so my bf drops me off home so he can go tie things up with his old roommate...while at home, i'm talking to my friend B and we're discussing my upcoming bday party...as we're talking, my home phone rings and i pick up...lo and behold...it's my ex ex bf aka birdboy...which throws me off guard cause we haven't talked in months...
birdboy asks me about my holidays...blah blah blah...and we somehow get on the topic of my bday in which he wants to be invited...i'm like, hell no...he's like, "so what r u doing today?" and i'm like, "i'm gonna go check out wedding dresses with my bf" and he's like, "did u get engaged?" and i'm like, "i'd rather not discuss that with u"...and he's like, "i still love u. you're so adorable. i should have married you." and i'm like, "whatever. u had your chance." at that moment, my bf calls me to meet him downstairs so we can check out wedding dresses...so i'm like, "gotta go...my bf is waiting for me." and birdboy is like, "do u hate me?" and i'm like, "does it even matter? i gotta go...bye." and then i hung up on him...
yes, a day in the life of me...at the end of the day, i guess there is some sick part of me that revels in the fact that an ex wants me back...makes me feel like i wasn't such a crazy gf...
so my bf and i check out wedding dresses and i couldn't find anything i liked...i guess i shouldn't have gone to some ghetto wedding shop...i told him i wanted to only pay about $100 for a dress...i mean, u only wear it once so why waste thousands of dollars on it? i seriously don't get it...my bf tells me that i really should spend at least $1000...i think it's cause he doesn't wanna be totally embarrassed standing next to me in my ugly gown...haha...oh wells...there was no luck in gown searching today...
the rest of today will be watching step brothers with will ferrell, hopefully some cleaning, and chilling out with my bf...i know...don't be all crazy jealous cause my saturday sounds soooo off the hook!!! haha...
tomorrow nite will be spent partying at kress for my gf's bday party...
i am currently listening to bush's swallow, armor for sleep, and some mgmt...it's soo hot!!! xoxox...
my past blogs...xoxo...
went to work today...that was somewhat tolerable...i then went to see my mom cause she just got back from asia...had some pho that she cooked...totally delicious and she tells me she heard about my break up from the ex thru my sister...which is fine...i'm just glad she didn't do the whole, "i told u so"...because she never really liked my ex-bf...she had told me she didn't think he was good for me...so it's all good...i didn't tell her about my new bf yet...i figured i'd try to give it some time...like once my bf and i are married, i'll inform her i'm no longer single...haha....
so i'm finally home, relaxing and prolly gonna cook spaghetti for the bf and me tonite...we'll also be getting all crazy...u know, have a hot and steamy nite watching gossip girl...hot damn i love love that show...
i guess that's it...back to my mundane life...which is good...seriously....xoxoxo...staying out of trouble...staying out of trouble....
basically, we had spent a good four hours at the dealership and we end up getting a camry cause it's practical...yes, don't be all jealous cause my bf sports a camry and u prolly don't...haha...i'm beginning to love his car...it's sooo damn practical...
anyway, so we end up taking his car out last nite to the party where i proceeded to drink a lot because i didn't fit in with the crowd...next thing i knew, i was completely trashed...i tried holding in my liquor to no avail...luckily, my bf knows me too well where he had taken out a plastic bag from his trunk to hand to me...so i was holding in my puke for as long as i could but after 20 minutes of driving, i couldn't help myself and started hurling...i thought i was being good and keeping it in the bag but when we finally got home, i noticed there was puke on his seat and puke on my pants...i swear, i disgust myself...i really need to quit the bottle this time...i'm totally feeling the repercussions of my actions today...i feel terrible for puking in my bf's brand new car...and i really need to quit partying for like an hour before i have to head home cause i can't hold my liquor...damn..i hate myself today...then again, alcohol does bring upon feelings of depression....damn it...oh wells...so now i'm just lying in bed...blogging and prolly go back to lying in bed...i need to fucking grow up...like seriously...sometime in the near future would be great...xoxoxo...
i had dinner with my gfs the other nite...we had korean bbq at my favorite korean restaurant so i was beyond ecstatic...our topic of discussion? boys obviously...to protect the innocent, i can't discuss the conversation...other than that, it was a fun evening of course...i stuffed my face with korean bbq and cold noodle soup...i swear, that stuff is sooooo good....
oh yeah...my bf and i are no longer in the honeymoon state...we had our first fight the other nite...i was just basically being bitchy and taking it out on him and it was weird to seriously be fighting with my best friend...i guess i was asking him a question and he didn't give me a straight answer and that drove me crazy...of course we managed to resolve the issue after i managed to calm the fuck down and the fact that i began to feel really guilty for getting mad at him for nothing really serious...
i guess i was always used to him being my best friend and whenever i was in a bitchy mood, i would just take it out on my bfs so he wouldn't feel the wrath of Lo...and now it's slightly complicated cause he's still my best friend and my bf at the same time...anyway, it's all good...if anything, i'm glad we finally was able to get into a tiff and know at the end of the day, it's okay...now we're back to being great...
tonite will be spent watching more gossip girl with my bf, cooking japanese curry, and staring at him...haha...
this weekend will be spent buying a car...i'm trying to talk my bf into buying a prius, hitting a bday party, and catching rachel getting married on sunday in pasadena...i know...exciting times...please try not to be oh so jealous...haha...
i wish other people could blog about their life cause i'm sure at this point, it's much more exciting than my life...i swear, i don't know what it is about being single in which drama ensues...i was reading my old blogs from way back then and i was like, "wow..my life was crazy"...
i guess all i needed was a non drama guy to rub off on me and now my life is all sunshine and rainbows and unicorns....haha...xoxox...
friday nite was spent watching gossip girl and eating some japanese beef stew dish i made..
saturday was spent grabbing dinner at r23 which was good...sunday, we had dim sum and had more sushi..i swear...i'm addicted to sushi...
we also saw body of lies starring leonardo dicaprio...it was about like terrorists and killings and blood and gore...my bf liked it...me, not so much...it was not a romantic comedy like i had anticipated...i figured it'd be about boys who are douchebags and lies but that wasn't the case...the movie was not my cup of tea cause i felt it was missing a beginning and an ending...leonardo is also losing his boyish good looks...then again, i never found him to be hot..micheal cera is definitely my cup of tea...yes, he's young and i'm prolly old enough to be his much older sister but dating young is where it's at..haha...
we also saw the other boleyn girl saturday nite which totally put us to sleep...i mean, dude...the king in real life is butt ugly so why would i wanna sleep with this really ugly guy if i was anne boleyn, especially after he hooked up with my sister and then he has me beheaded for incest? i mean, c'mon...as much as i like having power, i'd much prefer my life over hooking up with this really ugly guy whose got a wife...and on top of that, my job is to bear a male heir for this ugly fat bastard??? give me a break..he should be grateful that i'm even sleeping with him...so long story short, i didn't like the movie....
last nite, i made my bf watch the love story starring ali mcgraw and ryan o'neal...my bf actually cried..okay, maybe a tear fell down his cheek but he was like, "that's not a tear, my eyes are dry"...i'm sooo sure...this is like the saddest movie in the world...i mean, what could be more sad than poor girl falls in love with rich boy and they get married and she dies??? anyway, i made him watch the movie cause during sushi earlier that evening, he ate my inari and i was like, "i can't believe u just ate my inari sushi" and he was like, "i'm sorry...i'll buy u another one" and i was like, "i don't want another one...besides, love means never having to say you're sorry." okay, i'm obviously trying to guilt him..so in the love story, that is like the ultimate line in the movie, "Love means never having to say you're sorry"..so when jenny tells oliver "love means never having to say you're sorry" cause he was a douchebag and made her cry, i looked at my bf and asked him why he thought love means never having to say you're sorry...he didn't really answer the question cause he was afraid it might be a trick question...i told him that if u love someone, you would never do anything to hurt them in the first place like eat my inari sushi...haha...yes, i need to grow up...i'm just glad my bf doesn't take me seriously and finds all my antics somewhat hilarious...
so that was my fabulous weekend with the most amazing guy in the world...
back to real life sucks...so today i had to meet with my maintennance guy cause my bathroom wall is all fucked up and so i need to get my wall redone along with my base molding and a shower door installed...i swear, life can suck sometimes...i mean, i know it could be worst but now i need to whore myself to get the money to pay for these unanticipated costs...oh wells...i'd rather have money problems than other bullshit crap to contend with like a douchebag bf or health issues, blah blah blah...
hopefully, i can get my condo issues resolved by end of the week...i also have an ant problem so now i have to play exterminator cause i'm too broke to hire one...i know...i'm a hot mess...
so this evening will be spent catching gossip girl with my bf and hitting home depot to buy a shower door...and then hopefully caulking parts of my kitchen and maybe laying out ant baits...yes, an ultra hot and romantic evening...don't be all jealous...i know...my life sounds way too fun...xoxo...
we celebrated our 2 month anniversary last nite which consisted of me serving him leftover pizza from my workplace and me making a card from office supplies cause i'm too broke to purchase a real card...surprisingly, he loved my card although it just consisted of photocopy paper folded in half with the inscription: i <3 u.
i know...i try to be oh sooo deep...
we spent our crazy evening celebrating by watching kath and kim and the office...i know...romance at its finest...oh yeah, he also got me cake so we had some of that....
i wish i had crazy stories to tell but my life has been soooo completely chill except for when i have my encounters with my douchebag exes...
oh yeah...i did something really terrible to my bf last nite...so he's booking a flight to chicago to visit his family for thanksgiving and i pop out my calender so i can write down what day i need to drop him off and pick him up and instead of writing, "pick up vince" i accidentally wrote "pick up [douchebag ex's name]" which the bf noticed...i honestly can't believe i did that...it completely hurt his feelings and i felt like such a douchebag...i guess earlier that evening, i had been talking to my gf about my douchebag ex bfs so maybe subconsciously i was still thinking about them...it was just really dumb...i swear, i'm the worst fucking gf like ever...oh wells...
today will be spent cleaning my condo, doing laundry, and working on recipes...i know...exciting times...don't be all jealous...
this weekend will be spent grabbing dinner at r23 in little tokyo, watch dvds, and hopefully catching rachel getting married...i know...i'm soo crazy...xoxxoxo....
Lo: hey...it's Lo. my friends tell me u have a new gf...i'm sooo happy for u...i really wish u the best.
Douchebag ex: you're a fucking bitch...i know u don't mean it.
Lo: no...i seriously do mean it...i'm glad u found someone that can make u happy cause i know i couldn't do it.
Douchebag ex: honestly, she's soooo much better than u...i don't have to worry about her and you're still a fucking bitch.
Lo: no...i'm glad she's better than me...i knew there'd be someone out there who was better for u than me..i knew our relationship was toxic so i'm glad i ended it....it's obviously better this way cause now you're with someone you like and are happy with and i'm happy so i really only want to wish the same for u."
Douchebag ex: you're a bitch...don't ever call me again...
he then hangs up the phone on me...
and since i don't like to be hung up on, i called back knowing he wouldn't pick up and left a voicemail saying, "it's me again...sorry for calling u...i know our relationship was completely fucked up and i wasn't the best gf to u but i realy wish u the best in life. i won't be calling u again. goodbye."
he then calls me back ten minutes later and says, "you're still a bitch and hearing your voice disgusts me."
i respond: "no, i completely understand and that's why i told u in the voicemail that i wouldn't be calling u ever again...don' worry about it"
he of course wants to continue to bitch me out but luckily my gf calls me on my cell so i tell him, "well, i have to pick up this other line but i'm completely happy that u found someone new and goodluck with everything and much happiness" and then i hung up on him before he could throw out another "you're a bitch" comment...
i guess i shouldn't have called but i guess part of me wanted complete closure...i was obviously over him but i felt i've never had a relationship end sooo badly...and honestly, i was happy that he had someone new...i feel kinda bad for the new gf but i hope that he never shows his anger issues towards her...i'm glad i got out of it with no major damage...i swear, if i wasn't with the best fucking bf in the world, i'd prolly be seeing a therapist right now to deal with the abuse that i went through with my ex...it's funny how someone who is soo lame make me feel sooo worthless, ugly, and insecure while we were going out...oh wells, i hope he is happy and this new gf never "makes" him be a total asshole to her...
i guess if anything, calling him was just the final closure that i needed...i was gonna just email him cause i guess part of me felt kinda guilty that i was able to move on sooo soon after the break up and to actually be happy in my new relationship so i guess it was out of my own guilt...selfish actions on my part...i shouldn't have called to wish him happiness...i honestly didn't know my cheap attempt would cause sooo much anger...oh wells...i'm over it...
last nite was spent eating cereal cause my bf worked another late nite...i worked on some recipes and finally caught up with some friends on the phone...
i'll be cooking chili tonite for dinner and relaxing with the bf....
oh yeah...my bf is moving in on december of this year so i'm crazy excited...i just bought him a parking space at my condo last nite so this relationship is getting uber ultra serious...xooxox....
honestly, upon hearing the news, i was just completely shocked...like, wow, i was easily replaced...so he's currently dating a doctor who is vietnamese which surprises me cause he had told me if he and i ever broke up, he would never date a vietnamese girl again cause apparently we're psycho bitches...
honestly, i hope she can make him happy like i never could or i guess i never felt like putting as much effort as i could have...
it's crazy cause when you're in a relationship and even if it's completely fucked up, you're just in denial and pretend things could work when you know in your heart that you're completely miserable and i honestly think that's what him and i did....we wanted to make something work that obviously wasn't meant to be and it just ended up with two people being incredibly miserable together....
anyway, enough about that....
my weekend was actually incredibly chill...i spent my weekend obsessed with my bf...we saw how to lose friends and alienate people and nick and norah's infinite playlist...we also did laundry together and cooked together...we are sooo domesticated....i'm completely loving every single minute i have with him...i feel sooo incredibly lucky to have found the perfect guy for me and he was totally in my life the past five years and i never saw it...fucking nuts...it's sooo my best friend's wedding, when harry met sally, and made of honor rolled into one...it's also very pretty woman except i'm not a hooker and he isn't old...haha...
anyway, not looking forward to work this week...xoxo...
we are currently now planning a frisco trip for oct. 11 for my gf's bday party...i'm beyond ecstatic about that...it'd be good for me and him to seriously get away...we've been holed up in glendale for awhile...
i guess that's pretty much it...my life has been pretty tame which is good...
oh yeah...my douchebag ex bf is a total asshole...so basically, i had mass emailed people to me and my gf's halloween party and i had also invited him...he emails me back and tells me to take me off the invite list and i'm like, he could have basically ignored the invite or not responded...i mean, i honestly didn't care if he showed up or not...i'm over that fucking relationship and was ready to make peace but he's obviously not over it cause he's a total douchebag...i mean, i know the relationship ended badly cause the whole relationship in of as itself sucked and was toxic, but i'm ready to be friends...i mean, i guess it's a sign when he would tell me how he's not friends with his exes so i guess why would i expect i'd be any different? honestly, i'm glad he's completely out of my life...i hope he finds someone more compatible with him and can deal with his issues...i'm just more upset at myself for giving it more time than i should have...but hey, we all make our mistakes and i think out of all the billion relationships i have had, his was the only relationship in which i truly regret...like u know u shouldn't be in it, but u stick it out cause you're totally retarded...i mean, even dating birdboy wasn't half as bad as dating the radiologist with serious anger issues...oh wells...there goes my rant for the day....xooxoxo...
so this weekend was spent chilling with the bf...we're watching the first season of gossip girl and that's where lonely boy and serena is in their "we love each other state" and that's why i'm calling my boo my Lonely Boy to my Serena...i know..soooo cheesy..i hate myself for being sooo damn cheesy...
let's see...i got my halloween costume this year at frederick's...told myself i wasn't gonna blow money but that bunny outfit looked sooo damn cute on me so i charged it...hey, whatever, it's just money...i know..i'm such a cliche...a bunny...i'm trying to talk my bf into being hugh hefner so we can be those sickening couples that match their costumes...i know...gross...i need to barf...
this weekend was also spent grabbing some soul japanese food at daichan in studio city...that was sooo fucking good and some taiwanese food at some hole in the wall in arcadia...
managed to get laundry done and i no longer have to work saturdays at my friend's restaurant so i'm beyond psyched about that...i just need to start my cooking classes...i finally get my weekends off...beyond ecstatic...
also finally cleaned up my condo..i know, it only took a year...
oh yeah, forced my bf to watch made of honor which was soo good...we also saw stop loss with ryan phillipe...that movie sucked royally...i guess that's it...now back to the grind as i get ready for a week of work...xooxoxo
i was looking forward to catching the office and having a bowl of cereal for dinner but my friend calls me up to grab dinner...so he comes from the oc to my ghetto glendale hood...we hit cobras and matadors in which we share a pitcher of sangria...
and then thirty minutes later, i was totally shitfaced drunk...i guess that's the shit that happens when u decide to take your wine like a shot...i swear...where do i get such dumb ideas??? or actually, fabulous ideas??? hmmm...so anyway, dinner was fun...
we end up going back to my place and this is where it gets super hot and heavy....
i invited him to come up cause he had a lot of wine too so i figured we could chill out on some hot tea cause i live dangerously...
so in my condo, he notices some pictures that i have not hung up yet so he says he'll hang them up for me...i told him i couldn't hang them up yet cause i needed to rearrange the furniture first ....and the next thing i know, we're completely rearranging my furniture at midnite and hanging pictures up...yes, crazy hot and heavy nite...
and so we chilled and talked and had a fab time...it definitely beat watching the office and eating cereal...but today, i am feeling the repercussions of my actions...i swear, i need to quit the bottle...i also now need to take a fucking nap...
today, hopefully i can get my ass up to do laundry, clean my floors, and hang out with my bf...xoxoxo....
so yesterday was spent hitting bloomies cause i wanted to get my bf a new polo cause i fucked up his last one in the wash...i ended up hitting jcrew cause i didn't feel like blowing like $100 on a polo..
so at jcrew, i got my bf two sweaters, two ties, boxer shorts, and a polo...he's gonna look sooo gossip girl...
when i saw him last nite, i made him try it on and he looked super fab...then again,he's super cute so everything looks good on him..
i attempted to watch lipstick jungle but didn't get to watch the whole thing cause my bf came over at 10ish cause he got off of work early so we had to spend quality time together before he had to crash at 11 pm..i know..exciting times...
the first season of gossip girl came in today from blockbuster so i'm totally psyched...i know what my bf and i will be doing saturday nite...i know..going crazy and watching gossip girl..
oh yeah...i asked my bf if he wanted to move in with me...he said yes...i was like, huh???...like seriously? so i guess we'll be living together...i'm gonna give it a couple of months before we officially live together...it's a huge step...i mean, i've always have basically cohabited with my bfs together but i never really moved in with them cause i always kept my condo just the off chance that i'd break up with them and needed to go back home...so if my bf moves in with me, it's pretty serious...like, wow...i'm really living with someone...like seriously...
so today's drama basically consists of booz...and just a lot of booz...i can't go into details...it's complicated not complicated....
currently listening to mc solaar and vanessa paradis..yes...i'm feeling very french....
today will be spent catching the office...and cleaning up my condo tomorrow...and doing laundry...yes, exciting times.....xooxoxo....
friday nite was spent grabbing seafood with my sisters and my bf at crabulous...it was insanely good...i loved loved the shrimp in garlic butter...
saturday was spent working the restaurant where i baked a bunch of cupcakes for a party i was hitting and then burning my fucking hand...that was great and by great, not so great...
then i got home and got ready for the mansion party which was super fab...i just got there and ate like a pig...seriously had four plates of food...
sunday was spent working a catering gig in the morning ...my maid came in and cleaned my place while i was at the gig which was awesome...after work, i got home and hung out with my bf...we saw burn after reading which was a pretty good movie...and then we got korean tofu soup which was delish...
tonite will be spent cleaning and rearranging my condo and catching gossip girl...it's gonna be sooo good...i know...totally chill evening...xoxoxo....
Hello-
Know anyone who needs a part time job? Extra cash?
I'm hiring someone for a part time position at the Odyssey Theatre. Its a great job for actors/improvisers/artists etc... Please forward on to anyone who may be interested. Make sure they say they were referred by you.
Thanks!
-Masha
Do you love to talk? Love the theatre? Come talk about ours! The Odyssey Theatre, the largest 99-seat theatre in Los Angeles, is hiring a phone sales associate to help spread the word of our 40th Anniversary season. We are looking for an enthusiastic, theatre-lover to sell our season to renewing subscribers, recent patrons, and theatre aficionados. Must be responsible, flexible and able to think on your feet. Position is part-time, 20 hours a week for 2 weeks each month. First of 2 week cycle to begin mid- October. $10/hr plus Commission. Great source of extra income. Flexible. www.odysseytheatre.com for information about the theatre. email resume to odysseytheatre@sbcglobal.net
my response to the email was:
i need extra cash...totally sign me up...it sounds like a dream job....NOT!!!! i'd rather date RICH....xoxox...
i think a simple "no" response would have been sufficient...anway, i need to grow up...still working on that...
okay..i'm gonna go back and sleep...i'm sooo fucking tired today...i woke up at 4 am cause i'm all antsy...but i'll live somehow...i just need 2 hours of really good sleep....xooxoxo...
after meeting up with him, i grabbed dinner at my sister's house, went home, and chatted with my bf for a bit...and now i'm gonna crash...i feel oh sooo productive and like i'm finally gonna get my ass a career and do something practical with my life....
wow...am i officially now growing up???? xooxox....
so i'm gonna meet up with this guy tonite and see what he has to say and beginning next week, i need to look for an agent to get an idea how much it'll cost to lease a restaurant...and do all those things my sister is bugging me about...
oh yeah...i also get an email from another guy who wants to work with me in planning future networking events...it's like, wow...i'm beginning to be all serious and like working and stuff...i also need to get my shit together and get my cooking classes started...i know...busy busy girl...
right now, i'm seriously just looking forward to getting time with my bf tomorrow nite...he's been working like crazy...i guess the good thing about having a bf who works 14 hour days is that it leaves me lots of time to work on my business "ventures"...which is what i should have been doing the last ten years of my life instead of dating and being in relationships with douchebags...
i also need to quit talking to my ex ex [aka birdboy]...he calls me yesterday to inform me that his birthday is next weekend and that i don't have to worry about taking him out or buying him a present...instead, he wants to give me a present...i'm like, "why would i want to even take u out? besides, i didn't even remember it was your bday cause u r no longer my bf nor my priority." he then asks me if it mattered what size carat rock i'd want...and i'm like, "well, i told my bf that it doesn't matter what he gets me if he wants to propose cause if u truly love the person you're with, the size of the rock shouldn't matter...besides, rings are a complete waste of money." i mean, i really don't know why my ex ex even keeps asking me such a stupid question and i guess i'm the bigger idiot for talking to him...i really need to not be soo nice on the phone...like seriously...i guess it's cause i no longer hate him...but our conversations are pointless cause if i ever need to call him, it's a medical question and i'm not wasting his time...he calls to see what i'm doing and i'm like, why does it matter? whatever...over it...xoxoxox...i'm kinda getting nervous over my "business" meeting tonite...
anyway, today my younger sister decides to kick my ass into gear...she tells me she wants my restaurant business plan by october...i'm like, "that would require me to actually work on it"...she's like, she needs to know how much opening a restaurant is gonna run before she can help me fund it and by help me, she has to figure out how to get the money cause i live paycheck to paycheck...yes, i obviously have my shit together..she tells me to work on my menu and really find out all the costs and stuff like that...
so i guess she's kicking my ass and telling me i need to grow up and like have a career or something...yes, i'm almost thirty and have to get a real job soon...this whole kinda working to just make enough to pay my bills is no longer cute....well...it was never cute...
so i'm like, "can u give me till end of the year?" and she's like, "u gotta start being serious"...and i'm like, "can we just discuss this over dinner like a business meeting or something like that?" i don't think my sister was amused...
i know...i'm a shithead who needs to just do it...i mean, i'm immensely grateful to have people who believe in me and think i have what it takes to have my own restaurant but i guess part of me is always afraid of failure and that's what holds me back...like what if i totally open up this restaurant that i completely put my heart into and it fails me??? i don't know if i can handle that kind of rejection...i mean, i guess i can deal with rejection from everything else but when it comes to my food, i'm just more careful about it...like this is the only thing i'm good at and the only thing i've got...i know...seriously cheesy...and if i fuck up and fail, i'm a total failure...but i know i can't let that be the reason why i don't do it...so my sister is right...she fucking believes in me and i really should do it...
so upcoming monday, i'll get my business plan going...i bought all the books like six months ago...i should prolly start reading them...and find a commercial agent to see how much it's gonna run to lease a restaurant and all that fun stuff...damn...i wish i had a business partner...gotta work on my menu too...hmm....
so i can't wait till this weekend...i have to work both saturday and sunday mornings so that super sucks...but i'm gonna get date nite with the bf for friday, saturday, and sunday nite so i'm beyond ecstatic...he's been working like 12 hour days so i don't get to see him as much during the week...
friday nite will be spent watching a dvd and eating in, saturday will be spent catching a movie...i hope to coerce him into watching my best friend's girl and prolly grabbing dinner, and sunday nite, i hope to coerce him into taking me out to sushi and then catching my friend's fiance perform with his band in downtown LA..it should be hot...
i'm super tired today...went to bed at 2 am cause the bf got in late last nite from work...he didn't get home till close to midnite...and then we had to get up at 8 am cause he has a real job in which he has to actually get there before noon...
i'm also currently in the process of planning a halloween party with my gf...it's gonna be sooo hot...like soo hot...
i attempted to look for a black leotard for my halloween costume...since i'm on a budget, i'm gonna be a playboy bunny cause i already have the bunny ears...hopefully, i can find a leotard for like under $10...yes, it's gonna be a makeshift costume...i'll prolly look totally retarded...but whatever...i'm a girl on a budget and so i have to be super creative...and by creative, attempt to use stuff i already have...maybe i'll wear my superhero dress with the ears...no...that would make me look ultra stupid...oh wells...i have over a month to figure it out...will be spending tonite chilling.....xooxoxo....
so last nite was spent watching beverly hills 90210...sooo damn good and then visiting the bf...i know...exciting times....xooxox....
tonite will be spent watching beverly hills 90210 cause i'm crazy like that...xoxoxox....
i also spent hours at the mall earlier looking for the perfect wallet for my bf but the ones i wanted were sold out and then there was this super cute ferragamo one i wanted to get him but i couldn't justify paying $250 for a wallet that i know wouldn't matter to him...i had hit Banana Republic cause he told me that's where he got his last wallet but they no longer carry wallets...i was tempted to get him a montblanc one but they didn't have the leather i wanted and there was this one perfect wallet at coach which was pretty reasonably priced for $100 but they had sold out and it would take like a week to get it...so i ended up hitting nordstrom rack per the advice of a friend and got a seriously basic black wallet for $20...that's sooo cheap...but i felt bad for buying something sooo cheap for him cause he obviously deserves the best...i figured he could use this temporarily until i can afford a super hot wallet for him...i guess if he ends up losing this wallet, i won't get mad at him...i know...didn't know it could be soo much work buying a man's wallet..but i'm seriously thinking of getting him a commes des garcons wallet...
anyway, so i'm currently still sick and it sucks big time...i really hate feeling under the weather..i think i'm gonna lay low this week so i can hopefully recover sooner...
my gf and i are planning a huge halloween party so that should be crazy fun...so that's my life...nothing too excitng....xoxoxox...
my bf and i ended up watching fringe last nite on tv...the show was kinda lame...and that was basically my nite....i know..too crazy exciting....xoxoxoxox.....
i also cooked for my staff...attempted to make peruvian pasta which was a disaster...it was funny cause i cook it for my staff without tasting the food first and i asked them how was it...and they are like, "it's good" and so i bite into it and i'm like, wtf, this tastes sooo damn bland...i swear, i can no longer trust them...they can't be honest with me...now it makes me question if they've ever really liked my cooking...i then went on a rampage and told them that if i make something and it tastes like crap [which obviously rarely happens], i need them to tell me..i mean, i can't be great all of the time...most of the time, yes, but not all of the time...
so as i'm leaving for work early cause i can't take it anymore, one of the servers ask me for a ride home...i'm like, "okay" cause he tells me it seems to be in the direction of where i'm heading...so anyway, it wasn't on the way...actually took me an additional 20 minutes out of my way...but hey, whatever..i don't mind helping out people...
so as he is leaving my car, he asks me for my number and if we can hang out...i'm like..."okay..." and then told him to just grab my business card from my bag cause i thought it sounded less personal that way...it was just one of those awkward moments cause u work with this person and i felt if i didn't give out my number, i'd be a douche cause i'll be seeing this person again...i guess i should have saw it coming cause earlier during the day, he was asking me what i liked to do for fun...i would kinda blow him off cause i was busy feeling tired from my party from the nite before...
i was also prolly asking for it cause u know...i look sooo hot in the kitchen...i've got my coke bottle glasses on, my wife beater, my jeans, and wife beater...and my hair is all disheveled...nothing screams out sexier than me smelling like garlic and pizza dough...
anyway, this guy is also an actor and 24...i swear, what's up with me and super young guys lately? i bet they sense the desperateness in me as i am fast approaching 30...
so after working, i drove to see my bf in which we spent quality time watching "son of rambow" which is seriously a great great movie...i completely loved it....then again, i love kids and the movie is chock full of them...we also had soup and pizza...delish...and then we spent the rest of the evening staring at each other...it's seriously that romantic...
today will be giving a cooking lesson in the morning which i'm super psyched about and then going home and seriously have some down time...i utterly need it..it's been a crazy weekend....xooxoxoxo.....
so my hot gf and i get there and we have to man the front which is kinda lame cause we wanna be inside with our guests and basically "network" and get drunk...so hot guys start to trickle in...
instead of hanging out with the guests, some of the guys would stand by the table where we are working at and flirt with us...they'd say stuff like, "why go inside when the hottest girls are right here?" and i'd be like, "yeah...i can't really argue with that." i kid...and by kid, not really kid cause i have to admit, my gf and i are pretty damn cute...okay, she's cute and i'm funny...damn it, why do i always have to be the funny one????....
so since we were playing host, we had to tell these seriously hot boys to just join the party and mingle...besides, we actually had to work...
and while working, my douchebag ex ex bf keeps calling me and asks if i can let him into the party for free and i'm like, "why would i fucking do that?" i mean, he's soooo damn cheap, it drives me crazy...and then he calls me a billion times to tell me he can't find parking...and i'm like, "i'm working right now u asshole...stop calling me." i swear, he expects me to baby him and he forgets i no longer have to do that cause i'm not his fucking gf...
anyway, when he finally gets to the party, i continue to inform him that i hate him, and by hate him, really hate him...okay....i no longer hate him so much...i mean, it's my own fault really...i should have never dated someone who is a total douchebag...a mistake that i'm good at repeating apparently with my most recent ex...
so around 10:30 pm, i told my gf who was hosting the party that we needed to fuck this shit and stop working...i wanted to hang out with our hot guests...
...and OMG...it finally happened...i met the BABY DADDY of my dreams...let's call him mr. john smith...actually, he's the back up babby daddy of my dreams cause i have a super hot bf that i'm crazy about and mr. smith has got this super hot wife...
i told mr. smith what it would take to be a potential baby daddy...basically, he would need a job which he has...i told him he would basically just pay for child support and take care of the kid on the weekends so i could work on my weekends, and by work, meet hot boys and party and get drunk...u know, basically continue my life...i ain't gonna let no baby cramp my lifestyle...
surprisingly, he agreed..thought it was the best idea in the world...the only thing that would stop us from getting together and making this super cute baby is me having a bf and mr. smith u know...being married...small glitch which i'm sure would all work out in the end...we've already discussed baby names...so u know, after u discuss baby names, it means that i'm really having this baby...i told mr. smith i would also need some sort of pre-nup just the off chance he ends up leaving his wife for me and i would need the pre-nup to state that he keeps all his assets and i keep all my debt and if we ever separate, he keeps the baby...i mean, if i kept the baby, it would seriously cramp my dating life...but of course, i wouldn't give up the kid without a struggle...i'd be willing to exchange this super cute kid for a super cute pair of jimmy choo boots or maybe a chloe handbag...i mean, i think that's a fair exchange....i kid...i love kids..i could never give up a child especially if i sacrificed my body to have it...i should prolly talk him into getting a surrogate mother so it'll be like a win win situation...i'll get a baby and still maintain my hotness...wow...i'm soooo clever sometimes...so clever..
so anyway, it was great meeting mr. john smith in person...i'd been talking to him via internet mail and he was super chill in person...i wish i could call him a douchebag cause he's a lawyer...but unfortunately, i can't...
oh yeah, while talking to mr. smith and informing him of certain facts like how hot i am and great, i ended up spilling my oj and cranberry juice all over my hot sexy legs...and by hot sexy legs, just legs cause they're really not that hot and sexy...although i'm grateful i have two legs...makes it easier to walk...anyway, so he quickly learned that i wasn't hot and great but a complete clumsy dork...i know, the truth comes out...oh wells...
yeah...it was a great nite...i got lots of attention from the boys which is fab cause i'm a total attention whore...it just sucked that i'm taken cause this event would have given me dates for at least a year..damn...and by damn, not really damn...i swear, i've got the greatest boyfriend like ever and i'm seriously lucky a boy like him would go out with a clumsy dork like myself...
so i end the nite grabbing thai food with my friends in hollywood...that was delish and fun...totally awesome nite...now i'm fucking tired, need to sleep for a couple more hours, and get my booty to work and then get home and take care of my super gorgeous bf cause he's crazy sick...xoxoxox....
my elle magazine came in today too...must be my lucky day...and no bills in the mail...i fucking love that...
so i went to see built to spill at the troubador last nite with a friend...that was cool...i also had a burger and fries there which was a bad idea but i was starving...had vodka and cranberry juice so i was drunk off my ass...i really need to stop being such a cheap date...although it wasn't a date...i was totally missing my bf...i seriously can't wait till he gets back tomorrow...it sucks cause i won't be seeing him till late cause i have to work a networking/singles event which will be off the hook ...fo shizzy, btw...
i'm gonna chill out tonite and basically get ready for tomorrow nite...nothing too exciting...which is good...i guess that's it...i continue to be insanely in love with my best friend...seriously, when does the honeymoon state wear off? xoxoxo....
we also saw beverly hills 90210...the show is sooo lame but i'm currently in love with the really hot gay guy...i think his name is chace...not sure...
i love how this show is filled with anorexics...i swear...do they tell these girls to like totally starve themselves so it sends a message out to america that we're too fat? yeah...after watching the show, i realized i'm too fat and really wanted to throw up in the bathroom or at least start taking laxatives...
the show was also kinda stupid cause one of the characters father was like cheating on her mother and i guess he can't like hang out with his daughter so gives her this super expensive mercedes to make up for it and she's like crying...she then goes to his work to surprise him with dinner, and lo and behold, he's making out with some other bitch...and she's like all devastated...and so she tells her mom who is like, "i already know about the other woman and i'm cool with it cause i don't wanna change my lifestyle" and i'm like, of course...so u basically take it up the ass and put up with that shit? i mean, if i was in that situation, i'd get a divorce and take half...i mean, she'd still be rich and then she can start hooking up with guys without feeling like all guilty about it and her husband can be with his skank and everyone is happy...and so this character is like crying and her ex-bf attempts to comfort her cause her dad is a "jerk" for cheating but her ex-bf totally cheated on her when they were dating too...yes...sooo much drama in beverly hills...
dont' get me wrong...i'm no saint...i've cheated on my last bf cause he was such a douchebag but that didn't make it right...i was left feeling like complete crap about it and no matter how i justify it by saying it's cause it was a bad relationship that was on it's way out, i never should have done it...cause now i have to live with the guilt...oh wells...btw..is it considered still cheating if u tell the person?? or is it considered cheating if u like broke up for like a day? hmmm...
i think i may actually like this show...i really gotta start watching gossip girl...i heard it's fab...
i totally wanted to catch matt white last nite at the grove but was too lazy to drive out to that hood...oh wells...
i wanna catch him tonite at the roxy but i'm already gonna catch built to spill with my friend at the troubador...i know, my life is too exciting...
guess that's it...not looking forward to going to work...still missing my bf like crazy cause he's in florida...i swear, he's the best thing that's happened to me since the creation of la perla lingerie....actually, he's even better!!! xoxoxoxo....
so i dedicate this blog to u, tuanizzle, for informing me yesterday at the beach that u love my blogs...okay...maybe u didn't use the word love...but u found them entertaining...so for that..this blog goes out to u...
my ever entertaining weekend, part deux...i think that means two in french...
so friday nite was spent watching What Happens in Vegas with Cameron Diaz and Ashton Kutcher...and eating burger king...what can i say? my bf is the greatest..he works hard and brings home the burgers!!! i had a whopper jr. and a small salad...i know, i'm a fucking pig...i can't help myself...so that was a fun nite...
saturday was spent going into work and then triple dating...that was crazy fun...we hit mario's peruvian and seafood restaurant on melrose...it was a total hole in the wall but the food was amazing..i loved loved it and i'm actually a picky eater...also, the restaurant lets u bring your own booz without a corkage fee...so u know what that means...i got wasted...had three glasses of amazing wine...
after that, we hit a improv show at groundlings...i continued to be drunk during the show but started sobering up halfway through...so of course, i needed to continue to get my drink on relatively soon..so we hit the village idiot and i had a cosmo...got drunk some more and then went home...oh yeah...at the village idiot, i bumped into one of my ex's friends who didn't know that we had broken up...so it's always that strange encountering...and it's like, "wow...what happened?" and you're left standing there saying something stupid like, "yeah..we were like too passionate and then it got toxic." vs. the honest answer which would have been "yeah, i was total crazy bitch and your friend is an abusive asshole"...
anyway, i loved triple dating...i had a super fun time...
saturday was spent hitting huntington beach...had some fabulous sausages and i had made this pasta salad to go with it...delish...my bf spent his time playing volleyball with my friends and i spent my time sitting down on a beach towel and catching up with my gfs....we discussed our plans for our upcoming networking/singles party which is sooo gonna be off the crazy hook..i seriously can't wait...
finally got home at around 8ish where i took a shower cause the beach feels oh sooo dirty...i then grabbed dinner for the bf and hung out with him for an hour before going home and then crashing...crazy crazy fun weekend...
now i'm left with dermatitis cause i'm allergic to the damn sun...oh wells...
wouldn't trade this weekend for anything in the world..not even a chanel bag...okay...that's actually a tough call...i heart heart chanel...damn it...no...my weekend was pretty damn fab....
will be spending this evening grabbing dinner with my sisters...
so there u have it, tuanizzle...this blog was for u!!! enjoy!!! xoxoxox....
and then i'm home...trying to clean and watching tyra and is it just me or is tyra a total douchebag? her show is retarded and i hate myself for watching it...
anyway, i think i'm spending this evening grabbing dinner with my bf and hopefully just chilling...i better go back to cleaning my condo....oxoxoxo....
so last nite this guy i met last saturday nite gives me a call...he tells me he hates girls who are needy, messy, and nuts. i inform him i am all those things and have a bf...he then says me, "can we still hang out?" i'm like, "r u kidding me?" i also informed him i want babies...like real soon...i swear, why do those comments no longer scare men away???? and of course he'd call like four days after getting my number cause calling the next day would appear desperate...
this morning, i also got an email from this guy i had met last friday nite asking me out...he writes: "how is the pink eye? i'll be in LA in two weeks...can we hang out?" i'm like, r men actually now liking me for like my personality??? what is going on here??? i mean, i was a complete hot mess this past weekend...since i thought i had pink eye [cause i self diagnosed myself], i couldn't wear my make up and was forced to wear my glasses when i went out so i totally looked like a complete geek...and since i was forced to wear my glasses, i was unable to dress skanky as i normally do in my cheap attempts to attract the opposite sex...yet, i still got asked for my number...
whatever happened to liking me for my looks? do i really have stellar personality? damn it...or maybe guys never really liked my looks and they've just been all about my personality? damn it...this makes things confusing...so are guys not really as shallow as i thought they were? what world am i living in???? hot damn...
xoxoxox....
sunday was spent doing laundry with my bf and then hitting the oc with my gfs to this bbq in irvine...the party was crazy fun...the guy cooked us all this fancy food and it was totally delish...we played celebrity taboo and cranium...super fab evening...one of the guys asked me for my number in front of the guy i had gone out with...it was kinda weird...that guy is also retarded cause earlier that evening, i had told him i didn't do long distance relationships and the OC is crazy long distance...the guy was like, "i know u don't do long distance relationships but can i drive out to glendale and take u out to dinner?"...and i'm like, dude, did u not hear me earlier? cause i totally went on a rant about how if a guy doesn't live like ten minutes away from me, he's long distance..i'm super needy and can't wait like an hour for some douchebag to see me...i don't have that kind of patience..anyway, i felt all awkward so i did the whole, "i guess i can give u my business card" cause i felt it would sound less personal that way...i should have just been totally honest with him and given him the first three reasons why i could not date him:
1. he lives in the OC
2. he's korean [my most recent ex is korean so it brings back bad memories]
3. i have a bf
other reasons why it was not meant to be was also cause he's christian, not very funny, and did i mention, korean????
it was a slight boost to my ego though nonetheless cause i looked like crap that nite...was still sporting my eyeglasses due to my own diagnosis of pink eye...i swear, i need to quit diagnosing myself...anyway, got home late that nite cause it's always fun in suburbia...
monday was spent going to a FOB party and then car shopping with my bf and then watching a movie...yes, i went all out this weekend...CRAZY!!!!
this week will be spent dealing with my menstrual cycle...i hate being a girl...triple dating saturday nite and hitting the beach on sunday...seriously can't wait for the weekend!!!! xooxox...
my gfs were busy using techniques to attract boys...i was busy fondling my best friend...
i also looked like a real hot mess tonite...i got pink eye so i was forced to wear my glasses...i also continue to have my nasty cough...i swear...my life currently sucks at the moment...
my gfs are busy playing flirting techniques in which u stare at a guy and he comes over, and it surprisingly works...my technique usually consists of me approaching them and saying, "buy me a drink bitch and i'm yours." somehow their technique seemed a little more productive than mine...
so at edison, i'm getting my drink on with oj and cranberry juice...
this guy approaches me despite my pink eye fiasco and the fact that i'm also busy fondling my best friend...we talk...he's interesting...asks me if he can take me out to dinner...i'm like, why? i told him he already bought me a drink so i'm already his...he proceeds to ask me to go to new york with him for the weekend...i'm like, r u serious? i brush him off...i mean, this guy is way too easy...i don't even know him...we talk about texas...don't ask me why...anyway, i quickly got bored...and that was my evening...i know, most interesting friday nite ever...oh yeah, my ex ex also called me tonite while i was at the bar...don't know why...life gets too complicated...my non-existent love life anyway....xoxoxox....
i spent yesterday being an idiot and double booked two dates in one evening...i mean, i've done it before but that was several years back when i was young...
i actually attempted to cancel on first date in which he told me he wanted to reschedule for like next week...i'm like, damn, i might as well just go on the date and get it over with...so i scheduled that date for 6:30 pm...the date was interesting but that's only because i'm interesting...i kid...we talked about business stuff and his ex-gf...i swear, i really need to learn to not hand out my number to guys when i'm totally drunk...bad idea...anyway, he ends up being a nice guy...i thought i was being pretty lame on the date cause there was obviously no physical attraction or chemistry on my part but apparently that didn't stop him from asking me out again as soon as we were done with the date cause i obviously had to cut it short so i can make it in time for my second date...i hate it when that happens...like being asked out when you're not interested...anyway, when i was cutting out, was planning on pretending i was tired and had to head out but instead, i was just blatant and told him i needed to go cause i had dinner plans with some other guy...so i was surprised he still wanted to hang out again...if someone did that to me, i'd be like, "what a fucking douchebag."
anyway, so my second date picks me up at 9 pm and we head off to katsuya in studio city...that date was fun...he made me laugh a lot which is bad for my cough..we also talked about his "lady" friend...we attempted to psychoanalyze each other...it was surprisingly fun...he then drops me off home...i called him half an hour later to make sure he got back okay...he tells me a cop had pulled him over shortly after him dropping me off...the cop tells him he was pulled over cause he was driving funny...like he kept stopping his car and it looked suspicious...my date then tells me he told the cop that he was driving erratically cause the date in the car was so hot...yes, my 2nd date was a comedian...the cop lets him go cause he's an ER doc and i guess my date told me that ER docs and cops are supposed to watch out for each other...so that was my ever so entertaining wednesday nite...
this evening will be spent with my best friend watching a movie and having steamed pork buns...which i'm definitely more psyched about..i seriously hate dating...xoxox....
nothing crazy happened today...will be spending today making dumplings cause it's crazy in this hood...
i might start seeing a therapist again...why? u may ask...i mean, why not? i live in LA and that's what we do out in this hood...besides, i like pretending i have an agent and a therapist...makes me feel kinda important...
may be hitting edison this friday nite if i'm not cramping like a bitch...hitting the OC saturday nite, chilling out on sunday, and hitting a FOB party on monday...
i really need to work on this networking/singles event real soon...need to find myself a bf....the loneliness is setting in...NOT!!! enjoying not having a douchebag to worry about...it's quite nice, quite honestly...
anyway, i dedicate this blog to my girl tristen...thanks for the comment...if u didn't comment, i'd just feel like i was once again talking to myself...
"world...world...r u out there? love me...please."
xooxxox....
spent tonite having dinner with my most favorite person in the world...we had tapas and drank sangria cause i was inspired after watching vicky christina and barcelona...
told myself i wasn't gonna date but i'm back to my old habits...got asked out for tomorrow nite and wednesday nite...i'll prolly bail out on the guy tomorrow cause i'm lazy...but will prolly see the guy wednesday nite for drinks...i can do drinks...and by drinks, a root beer float...will also be spending saturday nite going to the oc with my gfs to this guy's house party where we will thus, hopefully, pick up on some new cute boys...but why do i feel like that will be mostly unlikely...well, at least there will be booz at his house so that will make it cool...i guess...this is soooo damn high school...okay, it's late...kinda had a crazy evening...fun but crazy...story of my life...xooxxoxo....
anyway, just broke up with yet another bf cause his one year expiration date was up and the fact that i obviously have issues with commitment...oh wells..
currently sitting at home feeling oh so sorry for myself...hopefully i'll be over it by tomorrow...
we've been broken up for over a week so i guess this time it's like a serious break up...which is good cause i no longer like him...i'm more pissed at myself for giving this relationship more time than i should have...i guess if anything, i hate myself...i swear, why can't i learn from my mistakes...like seriously stop wasting my time with lame ass douchebags...oh wells...lesson learned...hopefully...
gonna go back to dwelling in my misery...xoxoxo...
haven't blogged in a while cause my life has been too crazy...can't even talk about it...so i'll talk about kinda the normal shit that's been happening...
last week, my therapist broke up with me cause i kept canceling on our appointments and couldn't commit...and i was like, isn't that why i'm seeing you? cause i have issues with commitment???
went to new orleans over a week ago...that was fun...
been working on my website...will continue to work on that today...doing laundry today....
will be catching sex and the city tonite with my friends and then grabbing drinks at pink taco...
what else is new that i can actually discuss? i guess i'll end it there...i know...keeping my blogs G-rated...xoxoxo....
haven't blogged in a while...my life has been quite boring...which is a good thing...gonna see my therapist in an hour...that should be fun...
will be spending today working on some catering menus for an upcoming gig and then working on cooking lesson plans...also will try to clean up the bf's place cause i have a billion hours to kill...
i guess that's it...story of my life...i sound like i'm on depakote...numb me...xoxxoo....
saw 21 this weekend...it was good...
helped out my best friend pick out shoes...that was fun...
had sushi and went to lucque’s for a gf’s bday party...that was fun...
saw rendition...it was okay...
catered to the bf’s needs cause he’s sick with the flu...
i hope i’m not coming down with the flu myself...feeling fatigued...sucks...
yes, life was that exciting...too crazy...too crazy...
missing vince and B cause they’re both in frisco for work...that sucks...
i guess that’s it...life sucks...what else is new? xoxoxo....
i’m at work and it sucks...so i decided to go crazy and get mcdonald’s for lunch...got chicken mcnuggets and fries...the first couple bites were beyond delicious and then it begins to taste like really gross...why do i fucking eat that shit? now i feel all gross cause i’m soo damn old, my body can no longer process all that grease...i might as well inject myself with bacon fat...
changed my car insurance company this morning...that was exciting...will be saving my ass $200 this year...yeah, don’t be all jealous cause i’ll be rich...haha..so proud of myself that i actually went out and got my own car insurance all by my fucking self...yes, i’m slowly growing up and handling my own business...
what else is going on in my mundane life? waiting to leave work cause i’m going crazy...will be attempting to make wonton soup tonite cause the bf is sick and also be working on being good...
why did i have to be born evil? it’s an everyday struggle...like being bad is sooo much easier than being good...oh wells...
i swear, i WILL change...baby steps...baby steps...xoxoxo....
btw...my best friend, "B" is leaving to frisco for two weeks for work...i dedicate ken lee to him...u know who u are...what am i gonna do without u? ...i know...i know...i’ll just go crazy on my own and deal with it like a fucking adult....or...i can work on not going crazy so u don’t get a billion calls from me to calm me the fuck down...that’d be nice too...i’m sure...xooxox...
spent today going to work and then hitting the library cause i’m too broke to actually buy books at barnes and noble...checked out a bunch of cook books and relationship books cause i’m lame...
got home, cooked myself some rice, poured myself some iced tea and now watching some t.v. will also be spending this evening reflecting, and prolly re-watch no reservations...yes...completely crazy in this hood...xoxoxo...
last nite, i hit republic for a social mixer which quickly turned into a meat market...it was great...i got hit on left and right...it was a total boost to my fragile ego...i love the attention...
i was amazingly sober...had oj and cranberry juice...
anyway, i even got hit up on by this guy i had gone out like 3 years ago...he started talking to me but i didn’t recognize him until he told me his name and then it registered that he was the jerkoff that never called me back after our date...so i immediately gave him shit for that...i was like, "u never fucking called me back." he of course was like, "yeah...i had moved so i ended up losing your number." i’m like, "whatever." he attempts to take 15 minutes of my precious time talking to me about his cooking equipment he just purchased, whether Wulstoff or Shun are better knives and his All-Clad cookware..i spent my time staring at my bf from across the room cause the bf was busy flirting with some girls with his friends...i then quickly got bored and was like, "i have to go and talk to other people. it’s been real."
okay...yes, i don’t take rejection well...my bf was surprised i even get rejected...i was like, "yeah...it happens...rarely...but it happens."
what i like about rejection is when u bump into the person that totally rejected u at a later date and they just totally became sooo not attractive and they are now interested in u but u’ve lost interest...total karma...
anyway, my thought was like, "how could i have even thought i wanted to go out with this guy?" he was pretty lame...so not cute and strange...and to top everything off, he wanted me to give him cooking lessons...i guess me being completely rude and staring at my bf and other guys while he was talking to me wasn’t any indication to him that i thought he was scum...
other than that...the nite was fab...soooo many boys...my gfs also had a fab time...i even got hit on by a girl...she thought i was "sexy"...although sexy isn’t a word i would normally describe myself...more like, "crazy" would be a more appropriate adjective...
crazy fun thursday nite...tonite will be spent having dinner with my bf and my family...that should be fun and delicious...spending today doing laundry and cleaning cause i’m sooo domesticated....
xoxoxoxo....
it’s been like 3 weeks since my last contact with my ex-bf...which is good and quite amazing...
our last phone conversation consisted of him telling me he was finally seeing someone which caused me to break down in tears...he then of course did the whole, "oh...don’t worry about it...i only took her out for coffee...i still want you back. come to new york with me." which of course led me to say, "no, u dumbass...i don’t want you back...i’m only crying cause this whole mess of a stupid fucking relationship is finally over..."
okay, honestly, i don’t know why i really cried...i knew i didn’t want him back...he was like a mistake that lasted like a year...why would i want to keep repeating it? i guess sometimes you can’t help but like stupid people or in my case, a bird boy...i guess i loved him to some extent and crying was just a way of me finally letting go...i don’t know...it was stupid...but after that conversation, we have yet to talk to each other...which is good...
tonite will be spent grabbing sushi, of course...tomorrow nite, hitting a social mixer on la cienega, friday nite will be dinner with the bf and my family, and hopefully a relaxing weekend....
i really should get my ass to work....xoxoxxo....
i am now completely addicted to sushi...it’s kinda funny cause a couple months ago, i hated raw fish with a passion...it completely disgusted me...i hated the texture and the smell of raw fish...i could even barely stand cooked fish...but now i’m super addicted to that stuff...i love love albacore and tuna...my two faves...i still hate salmon though...then again, i also hate cooked salmon...also love the artic surf clam...i won’t even order california rolls nor will i even want any veggies on the fish...just give me the raw fish straight up...my bf, i think, probably regrets introducing and forcing me to eat this stuff cause now it’s turning into an expensive habit since i’m not willing to eat the mediocre sushi...i need the good stuff...and then i’ll want it at least once a week if not twice a week...
yes, i have an addictive personality...it’s good i don’t do drugs...quit alcohol...now i’m on to sushi...
last saturday was spent at a bday party which was really fun...i wore a turtleneck cashmere rock and republic sweater as a dress which seemed like a fabulous idea at the time but at the club, super bad idea...i was literally hot...totally sweating my ass off...i knew i should have stuck to shorts and a tube top...so stupid sometimes...
i also bumped into this guy that one of my gf’s had gone out with which i like to name the troll...he was still really troll looking...my bf’s friends knew him and tried to introduce me to him but i just gave him a dirty look...why? u may ask...cause he’s a fucking troll who is also a dumb ass but thinks he’s all that cause he’s a dermatologist...i hate him...he was with this girl who was almost as ugly as him...okay...i have to stop being sooo fucking h.s. told my bf i would work on that....
today was spent bringing my car to the dealership and getting my car washed...and then of course, some stupid bird crapped on my car so i had to try to clean it off which disgusted me completely...
now i have to go pick up my dry cleaning...yes, it’s been one rough day...
tonite will be spent hoping my pot roast comes out...debating if i wanna eat that with french bread or pasta...tough decisions....xoxoxox.....
watched parts of my fair brady today and realized i’m just like adrien curry minus the fact that i don’t have supermodel good looks, have lesbian tendencies, or married to a guy old enough to be my father...
okay...what is our common ground, u may ask? well, we’re both crazy...we’ve both have had pain in our lives...we both are of the female species...and i guess the similarities end there...
now everything makes sense...i really can’t be blamed for my craziness...all the demons, all the darkness, all the pain has driven me to this point of my bad girl behavior...me being a spoiled brat...that’s due to the darkness in my life...and by darkness, u know...when the lights go off at night as you’re about to go to bed...yes...tragedy befalls me...like the tragedy i experienced yesterday when i realized blowing over $1,000 on an Apple super hot white laptop was a bad idea due to my dire financial situation...hot damn...life sucks...okay, i’m done being dramatic for the day...xooxo...
forgot to mention i got into a fight with a dry cleaning company yesterday cause i brought in a dress that needed stain removal and when they gave it back to me, the stain was still there and they wanted me to pay for it and i was like, "why should i have to pay $6 for a stain that hasn’t been removed?" the manager told me they tried the best they could. i was like super furious cause now i have to pay them and pay someone else to remove the stain...told the guy i wasn’t gonna pay and talked to my lawyer who told me i could take them to small claims court...i spoke to the bf who told me i should just pay the $6...but what about the fucking principle? anyway, i told the manager that they were gonna have to figure out how to remove that stain cause i wasn’t gonna pay...and then they also lost the belt to my rock and republic shirt dress...i told them they’d better find it cause i couldn’t wear that dress without the belt...i swear, fucking worst day of my life...see, tragedy befalls me...xoxoxo....
my life gets kinda crazy sometimes...the drama that i create...i swear...hopefully seeing a therapist will calm me the fuck down and i won’t be so antsy so when it comes to my relationships...
spent last nite causing drama for the bf cause that’s what i do....
also saw lipstick jungle...crazy love that show...
i also realized that i’m exactly like my father which isn’t a good thing...so apparently, i have father issues...then again, who doesn’t?
i miss my best friend benson although he’s not aware that he’s my best friend...
today was spent at the grocery store for two hours...that was fun and exciting...currently cooking brisket for the bf for dinner tonite...hopefully it comes out good...never made it before...so far, it smells delish...
what else is going in my mundane life? gonna spend my friday lying in bed, lying on the couch watching the food network, eating potato chips, and watching the lakers game tonite...my life is sooo overwhelming sometimes...
tomorrow will be spent working and then going out to musha for my gf’s bday dinner and then partaying it up at a club...yes, exciting times...xoxoxo....
so i've decided i'm gonna try to get my shit together this year and attempt to see a therapist next week...it will be soooo No Reservations...except my problem won't be about food and control, rather, it'll tap into what a deep person i am and the torment i encounter with the demons i fight with on a daily basis...yes, i'm really that crazy...
actually, i know what the therapist will tell me...they'll prolly just tell me i have commitment issues and i have to work that out by writing a journal...yes, the solution to my problems...
so my bf attempts to help me do my taxes last nite which was a disaster cause apparently, i don't keep receipts or am organized...fucking disaster...
saw american idol last nite...my fave guy forgot his fucking lines...i love him...
today will be spent going to work so that'll suck...
tonite will be more organizing at my bachelorette pad...
i've been working on staying in a relationship...that has lasted one good day...how do people fucking do it? i get sooo damn antsy...i'm sure the therapist will figure it out...hahaha....
also need to start being more organized with my catering business and start saving receipts and stuff and start my cooking lesson program...i need to start teaching...too many shit going on...yes, exciting stuff...
gonna hit a bday party this saturday...that should be fun...learning to have good times without booz...it's great...xoxoxox....
life has been quite crazy...can't even begin to talk about the shit that's been going down so i'll talk about the boring crap...
was very productive today...got my eyebrows and upper lip waxed...that hurt like a biatch!!!
had lunch at my fave restaurant katsuya...that was delicious...
finally got my condo cleaned...best fucking $100 i've ever spent...my place is now back to being liveable....
just grabbed thai food with the bf and now we're gonna watch a movie...
gameplan for the weekend...work and then going out...yes, life is exciting...wtf...it really is crazy...just can't talk about it...gonna go take a shower now...xoxoxoox
saw 27 dresses on saturday with my boo vince...movie was fabulous...
definitely maybe...i saw like a week ago...that was good...total sucker for single guys with kids...it's like i love single guys and i love kids...total winning combination...
saw oceans 13 last nite...it was good...have the hots for matt damon once again although casey affleck was like super hot...it's just i can't really like him cause he's related to ben affleck whose a sorry excuse for a human being...once i'm into sleazy looking men, ben is my guy...other than that, had my usual dramatic weekend as is the story of my fucking life....whatever...
i have a huge catering gig this week so somewhat nervous about it...hopefully i don't fuck up like the way i do my life...oh wells...
spending this evening watching the office and having KFC with vince...he knows how to completely spoil me...xoxoxoxo....
went out to dinner with my gfs last nite and had ramen...that was fun...we talked about boys...surprise surprise...
one of my other gfs just got engaged...that was exciting news...the proposal was like all romantic, of course...i told my bf the romantic proposal story and told him if he ever proposes, he can't propose the same way cause i can't have the same proposal story as someone else...how embarrasing is that?
saw ratatouille the other nite...that was such a great great movie...my bf now likes to re-enact the movie which is not so great...he likes to do bad things and then blame it on the rat...i was like, "it'd be nice if you can have the rat do nice things like cook and clean like the rat in the movie." i swear, am i dating a 5 year old?
will be spending the day working and then having dinner with my family...my middle sister just got a raise...that's exciting...
btw...movies to watch when you're single with no boo:
1. john tucker must die
2. the love story
3. when harry met sally
4. borat
5. mean girls
6. a walk to remember
okay...maybe this may not help someone who is single...they're just some of my fave movies...hahah...xoxoxo....
besides, i'm older now and alcohol ages you...gotta maintain my good looks for as long as i can...hahaha...
today was a very glamorous day...went to work, went home and looked for tax crap, and then spending the evening with my psuedo-bf and sister...
oh yeah...i'm currently addicted to my blackjack that my psuedo-bf got me for my bday...constantly checking my email although no one writes me cause i'm a loser...but whatever...i totally scored this bday...my sister got me a one year internet subscription for my black jack, my bf paid for my chloe shoes, got a hand mixer [which i totally needed], and some girly cream stuff...i even bought myself some hot jeans for my bday...cause why? cause it's my bday biatch!!!! okay...lates...xoxoxo....
last nite, the bf called me to wish me a happy birthday at midnite and to give me a lecture on being in a grown-up relationship...honestly, i couldn't argue with him...it's not the relationship i need to start being a grown-up about, it's my friggin life...
i invited some close friends over last nite and i even made my mother cook for us cause i'm a spoiled brat...and then i even left her the dishes to wash...i'm a terrible terrible child...
with the bf...i need to stop provoking him...i need to be a better worker at work and be a better sister to my sisters...so much improvements need to be made...
i will be spending my birthday day trying to clean up my condo, taking my mom and sister out to lunch, and hang out with the bf tonite...
btw...i hit ventura yesterday cause the bf and i were looking at houses and ventura is completely gorgeous...so i may be moving out there...come visit me and we can play backgammon and maybe taboo...listening to dave matthews and the smiths right now....i seriously need to call in a maid...life doesn't suck...i'm just too overly dramatic...xoxoxo....
cooked lasagna tonite for the bf...he asked for seconds but i said no...i need to start rationing him...
tomorrow's dinner will consist of a lemon herb-roasted chicken with a giblet gravy, pomme frites, and sauteed green beans...also making him chocolate brownie ice cream sandwiches...the meal will either come out tasting delish or just plain nasty...not sure yet...hahaha...
i had wanted to make filet mignon pot pie but he requested a roasted chicken...i hope i don't fuck up...the last time i actually roasted a chicken was in culinary school...oh wells, i'm sure if it's bad, he'll fake like it's good..cause if he doesn't, we're breaking up..
life is fabulous..tomorrow is thursday and then i have my friggin weekend!!! okay...i'm quite boring tonite...xoxxoox....
valentine's day is around the corner so for valentine's day, my bf lets me pick out what i want...cause u know...he likes to make the effort and think about what to get me...so i opted for...okay...it's kinda crazy...but don't get all jealous cause i now have one and you probably don't...i got my ass a casio calculator watch...yeah...don't hate...so i got it at target for $22 cause u know...i'm materialistic like that...i plan on rocking my bling on my birthday...u know, to get all the ladies jealous cause i've got such a great bf...
i'm cooking dinner for the bf for valentine's day...i know....soooo romantic...and then i'm gonna thank him for the watch that i went out and got that he paid for...i swear, boys are sooo lazy...but hey, i ain't complaining...he did ask me today what type of chocolates i liked...i'm guessing, he's gonna surprise me with chocolates? or maybe he's trying to throw me off and surprise me with a huge diamond rock masked in a godiva chocolate box? hmmmm....what would be better than a huge rock would be keys to a brand new toyota prius hidden in a pair of hot jimmy choo boots...hint hint....okay...gotta go...xoxoxox...
so i did something crazy like worked for a fucking living yesterday...had a catering gig...it was tough but incredibly rewarding...i managed to not burn or overcook anything...my client loved my food which is much better than hating it.
i've been getting over being fucking sick and pink eye...btw...pink eye is gross...they should call it nasty eye or gross mucous coming out of your eyes or crusty eyes...pink eye makes it sound cute and trust me, it is NOT cute...having pink eye totally sucks cause i can't even go out cause you have to take these antibiotic drops to your eyes every couple hours so i can't even wear my contacts...total bummer cause i was supposed to hit V20 last nite with my friends and was unable to do so...i know, the most tragic thing to ever happen to me...instead, i hung out with the bf, had pinkberry's while watching some t.v. and went to bed [i know you're crazy jealous B...i hope waiting in lines at V20 with skanky 21 year old hoes in long beach was worth it...hahahaha]...today will be spent, hopefully, relaxing...watching a dvd and sleeping...loving sunday....xoxooxo...
so i was crazy sick yesterday...totally shivering with a sore throat and bad headache...i ended up going to bed at like 7:30 pm and got up around 7 the next morning..my maintenance guy came at 7:30 am to fix my trash disposal. that was exciting...the bullshit crap that i now get excited about...being a property owner sucks ass sometimes...so the best thing about being sick was losing my appetite...had a glass of orange juice and a can of chicken noodle soup...that was approximately 200 calories intake for the day...very exciting...today, i had a can of vegetable soup, two glasses of orange juice, and half of a bowl of ramen...my calorie intake was probably 500 calories...quite proud of myself...shit...i also had 2 slices of peach and blackberry pie that i had baked...damn...that's probably like another 200 calories...that makes it like 700 calories...i hate myself...why did i have to eat? damn...
i hope i feel better tomorrow cause being sick sucks, except for the potential weight loss...
tonite will be spent relaxing cause my life is sooo rough...spent today baking a pie and then eating it...when will i start to live a life of luxury? hot damn!!! xoxxooxo....
saw no country for old men last nite with the bf...the movie was pretty good but fucking scary...i spent half of the movie with my eyes closed cause it was obvious everyone was just gonna die...it's like, whenever u see that oxygen gun tank thing a magig...u know someone is gonna get it and by get it...u know, get their brains blown off...definitely not a romantic flic...
this past weekend was spent in the oc, got my hair cut, and went to my best friend's bday party...that was fun...i've decided to quit alcohol cause i'm boring...actually, i'm preparing my body for a baby...yes, i realize i would have to like probably get engaged first and like get married and shit...but hey, it's like planning for a wedding when u don't even have a bf...
life is grand...went to work where i wanted to kill myself cause i had to do something crazy like work...so at 2 pm, i decided to cut out cause i couldn't take it anymore...xoxoxoxo....
two ibuprofens later, i'm barely surviving...i need some norco..been watching celebrity rehab on VH1...it's great...makes my problems seem sooo minute...
my accomplishments for the day...created a catering menu, did laundry, finally did the dishes, and holding my stomach in pain...oh yeah...also managed to apologized to my mother for being a brat...
i need to fucking grow up...have less than a month to accomplish that...i'm almost fucking 29 years fucking old...oh yeah...i also need to work on my profanity...
i think i am now gonna go to bed and continue to feel sorry for myself...i mean, it is friday afternoon after all...so fucking glad i'm not working tonite...
i wish i had a penis...that'd be great...i hope i come back as a hot guy in my next life...with my luck, i'll come back as a cute girl...i'm sooo fucking cursed...xoxoxoxo.....
okay...i am officially over being mad at the world...instead, finally got my period and now just holding my belly in pain...i curse the day i was born...soooo fucking glad i don't have to work today...will be spending the day watching cable and feeling sorry for myself...debating if i should call my mother and apologize for being the worst daughter in the world...i also have to come up with a menu for a catering gig in february which i'm psyched about...gonna put my skills to use which is exciting...
i already broke a bunch of my new year's resolutions...i hate myself...today will be a day of self-loathing...woe is me...i need my ass some ibuprofen...curse this world...curse this world...okay, i'm over being sooo melodramatic...can't wait to feel normal again...damn...xoxoxo....
my plumber came over this am to fix my fucking trash disposal in which i learn that the trash disposal thing is broken...i'm like, how can it be broken? i just barely bought it and i rarely even use it...and he's like, yeah...that's the problem...you have to use it like once a week or something...i'm like...fucking great...so now i have to buy a new trash disposal thing and i'm like, how do i even know which one to buy? he's like, check the model number and write the name down and i'm like...great...thanks...
he also informs me that my dish washer is also broken and will need to be replaced...i'm like fabulous...it's good that i never even used it cause that would have been a fabulous mess...
so i go down to my car and can't turn the key cause the car handle is in a weird position...i just sit in my car for like ten minutes feeling helpless until i finally flag down the maintennance guy in my building and start having a meltdown...he touches my car handle and tells me to turn the key and my car starts...it was like fucking magic...gosh...i hate being such a stupid girl sometimes...
and then on the way to work, i give my mother a call and she tells me that i'm a completely disrespectful child and i start having a cow...i guess she got upset cause last nite, while driving home from dinner, she tells me she had lost this brand new shirt i had gotten and since i'm such a whore for fashion, i went ballistic...okay...i know i'm out of hand this week but i'm totally pmsing...and so the conversation ends with her telling me i need to start respecting her and i'm like okay...and then we hang up which leaves me immensely enraged...i mean, if i like lost one of my mother's items, i'm sure she'd have a fucking cow too...i felt like she wasn't respecting my things but whatever...i'm over it...i've decided to take a break from my mother...
today is a terrible day...xoxoxox
i also got a call from my sister's friend because one of my sisters is an alcoholic who got wasted the nite before and when she took a flight out to NY, she ended up passing out on the flight, and then ended up hitting her head on an armchair on the plane, had a concussion and puked for an hour which caused the plane to make an emergency landing in St. Louis...she then had to book another ticket to NY...crazy crazy...so when i finally was able to get a hold of my sister, i was like, "maybe u might have to go to rehab" and she was like, "i don't have a problem" and i was like, "of course not."
so one of my sisters is an alcoholic, my other sister has anger issues and i'm a shopaholic besides just being plain crazy...
went to a housewarming party saturday nite...that was fun...i've decided to quit alcohol so i managed to entertain myself sober...that was fun...
spent saturday working in the morning...
sunday was spent having quality time with the bf...and by quality time, him watching football as i cooked dinner for his friends for poker nite...so poker nite was fun...i lost but that was cause i had a raw deal that nite...normally, i'm crazy good...i swear...
spent monday at madison's buying random shit i shouldn't buy cause i'm a fucking shopaholic...got some super cute chloe ballet flats, charlotte ronson old skool wedges, a couple dresses, and super cute J. Brand white shorts...my bf had a shit fit over my spending habits...i'm sure it slightly concerns him but hey, i looked sooo damn cute in my new clothes...besides, i'm a fucking shopaholic...i couldn't help myself...i did feel slightly guilty...okay...i need to quit completely...but it's like a fucking alcoholic walking into a fucking bar...it's soo damn hard...so after being reprimanded, the bf offered to pay for my shoes cause he said he needs to fix the financial mess i get my ass into...which was awesome cause the shoes were slightly pricey and way over my budget...but hey, high fashion comes at a price...what can i say?, i have like the best bf like ever...xoxoxo....
so i get this phone call from my cousin whose like 38 years old and from the east coast...he tells me he's gonna be in LA in a couple weeks for business...he goes on to ask me what i'm up to...i'm like..."you know...the usual...not much, boozing and not getting my shit together...cause you know, i'm like 30 years old...oh yeah...i even have a bf...in a completely serious relationship cause it's lasted like two months." of course this amuses my cousin cause he's 38 with a stay at home wife and two really cute kids...i ask him what he's up to and he's like, "yeah, just working hard...you know, being broke and supporting the family." and i'm like, "that's nice..cause u can't put a price on family."
and i thought to myself it's crazy cause my cousin got married at 30 and i'm like, men in LA can't even commit to a relationship...then again, i shouldn't say shit cause i have issues committing to like anything...
oh wells...i know...life is tough...tonite will be spent hanging out with my boo, vince, and watching the office with him...i know...crazy exciting...and then hanging out with the bf...yes, my life is soo full of responsibilities...it's too out-of-control...
oh yeah...spent today telling my ex that i was in love with my bf so we should stop contact with each other which caused him to tell me that i'm a bitch which entailed me calling him an asshole cause we have sooo much respect for each other...and then i wonder why i didn't go back to him...my complete and utter loss i'm sure...the bullshit issues u have when you're like single and not fucking married...tragedy all around....xoooxox....
so i visited this far off land called upland with the bf yesterday and i have to say, upland kinda sucks...actually, the inland empire sucks...they had this mall called victoria gardens there which was nice but being in fucking LA...we have like a billion of those things out here...
so basically, i will NOT be moving to the inland empire which i'm terribly grateful about..surburbia is kinda crazy...like there's all these cookie cutter homes and everyone is like all the same...i totally didn't fit in...reminded me kinda of my days in the OC but the inland empire kinda sucked more...if that's even possible...
okay...today is a day of hate...honestly, so glad when we drove back to smoggy LA...i love it love it out here...i can't believe i even thought for a second that i could possibly leave...what was i even thinking?
spent last nite at casa del mar at the veranda where i didn't drink...food poisoning sucks until at the end of the fucking week, you end up losing like over 5 lbs. and you look fabulous...all the pitstops to the restroom this past week and the agony of gastrointestinal pain was sooo worth it...hahaha....xoxoxo.....
so i managed to get inflicted with either food poisoning or the stomach flu this past week...it's been great...yeah...i'm running to the restroom like all the time cause i can't keep food in but i've managed to lose like 5 lbs. i look fucking fabulous...got my eyebrows waxed and my moustache removed..look less like a macho man...also spent an hour getting my nails a french manicure...boy, do i look amazing...now i just need a new hairdo and i'll be too sexy for myself...hahaha...
spending today doing laundry and chores...u know...preparing myself for a life of domesticated housewife...it's great...
spending tomorrow nite partaying...cause u know, what else is new? i'm thinking of hitting bloomies but that would obviously be a bad idea...i have to quit shopping...
life with the bf has been fab...the ex quit calling so it uncomplicates my life...and i'm working on behaving and like growing up...xoxoxo.....
now on to my new year's resolutions:
1. lose weight
2. look hot
3. save money
4. stop being so spasic
5. get my shit together
6. stop shopping
went to work today...now i'm home and in need of a shower...and maybe finish up those chicken wings i had for dinner last nite...delish...god...i'm a total pig....xoxoxo
last nite was spent at the century city mall with my bf as we proceeded to find my ass an xmas present...we hit my two fave stores at the moment...juicy couture and bloomie's...i had wanted this super cute agenda at juicy but they had sold out and i couldn't figure out what i wanted at bloomie's...i was tempted to get this chanel foundation cause that might be another step in looking hot...u know...having what may appear to be flawless skin...but i ended up being unable to blow the bf's money on shit...it was kinda funny cause he was being such a good sport and was like..."don't u want clothes? how about this juicy couture scarf?" so basically, the moral of this story is...if you're a boy and u have something called a gf and it's like xmas, make sure u actually buy her something that YOU'VE picked out vs. letting her pick out something in which you're forced to spend the next day wandering aimlessly around the mall...trust me, it's not fun for anyone...i mean, it's not like there's not shit i want...it's just too damn expensive and us girls feel guilty if we actually make our men blow the money on stupid shit unless of course we're actual golddiggers...wow...i'm like the best gf like ever....hahaha...
so my intinerary for this week consists of kinda working and partaying friday and saturday nite...hopefully having a chill day on sunday...and of course, getting my shit together..xoxoxoxo
so my goal for 2008 is like to look totally hot...spent my xmas day yesterday getting my eyebrows waxed and my moustache removed...seriously, getting waxed hurts like a bitch...i also managed to also not eat like a fucking pig...since being in a relationship, i managed to gain over 5 fucking pounds cause i've been doing something crazy called eating...so since i'm like fat, i've decided to start counting calories again, eat healthier, and start working out...i would like to lose like 10 lbs...or at least get down to 95 lbs. so i don't feel like such a fat cow...
my goals next year also consists of getting my ass rich...tired of living paycheck to paycheck...i've got a couple business ideas in mind...now i just have to get my shit together and fucking do it...i'm almost fucking 29 years old...i seriously can't believe it...honestly, i think i've regressed over the years...i feel like i knew more what i wanted out of life at 18 then i do now...now i just feel lost and completely afraid of making wrong decisions cause i've just been such a screw up...i'm also gonna work on saving money and most likely will have to start seeing a therapist...yes, life is fabulous...i know, woe is me...single asian female without a fucking care in the world and lack of responsibilities...i need to fucking grow up...like soon...i'm even now getting wrinkles...why? u may ask? cause i'm now officially old biatch!!!
btw...xmas with the family was great...ate all day, lost at poker, and got a tom tom for xmas...thanks nhan!!!...
bad part about xmas, my stupid ex-bf called to wish me a merry christmas and tell me he loved me in which i proceeded to respond with, "shut the fuck up. i hate u!" he managed to go almost a week without calling me...i really need to work on being a bitch and not answer his calls or basically hang up on him once i realize it's him on the line...other than that...life is great, my eyebrows are perfectly groomed and i no longer look like a man...what more could i wish for? xoxoxo.....
spent last weekend partaying for a gf's bday...that was crazy fun...stole all her cupcakes and vodka...sorry tristen...so point of that story was that i got plastered for like an hour...
the next day, we hit AOC for her birthday dinner...that was delish...
wow...my stories are now sooo crazy boring...been spending most of my time with the bf...
what else is new in my life?...not much...xoxox...
so me in a relationship consists of me no longer dating...i finish work and instead of going home to get ready for a hot date, i drive over the bf's place to get dinner ready for him before he gets home...we then watch television and then go to bed...yes, it's crazy....i can't believe i'm actually really enjoying all of this....it's sooo normal...what happned to getting wasted every other nite and being taken to dinners where i'm told how fabulous i am? am i seriously getting totally domesticated? has this party girl really quit partying and her rolodex of men?
i did end up deleting my ex-bf's number from my cell yesterday...that was exciting...xoxoxox....
today will be spent going to work and spending time with the bf...of course....
so my ex calls me yesterday to tell me he had gone out clubbing and stuff and it's frustrating cause i don't care about his life...i mean, it's pointless and i really don't like him...i think i'm now gonna be officially a bitch and no longer pick up his calls...i hate relationships that suck...and by relationships that suck, i'm really just referring about my ex...
so i am now in this crazy NORMAL relationship which is weird...i find myself compromising and not so high maintainance which is good...spent last nite making dinner for the bf...and nagging at him to do the dishes...it was great...
spending tonite having dinner at my all time favorite restaurant...little door...i can't wait...
saturday will be spent working my morning and then i have the rest of the day to go jeans shopping with the bf and just actually having almost a whole saturday to spend with him...cause u know...spending 24-7 with him just isn't enough...
honestly, i don't know how i could have gotten soo fucking lucky to meet such an amazing amazing guy...
the ex bf and i finally agreed yesterday to no longer contact each other...at least for a couple of months...honestly, i know i can be friends with the ex bf cause i no longer love him like i onced did...the relationship was just really retarded and a complete waste of my time but at least i feel like i gave it my best shot...oh wells..whatever...i'm crazy happy now in this "grown-up" relationship....
looking forward to asia and taking a break...hopefully, i come back refreshed and can actually be ready for this utterly serious relationship and not so burnt out from work....xoxoxox
so we ended up hitting cabana club which ended up working out fabulously...yeah...i had to stand in line and pay a cover charge but it completely humbled me...i felt like a total guy cause i'm not used to actually having to pay a cover charge nor stand in line if i'm gonna go party...but it was fun...as soon as i got in, i chugged my cosmo [btw...thanks tristen for the cosmo] on an empty stomach so i was completely wasted...danced and basically had to leave within 30 minutes cause i was way too tipsy...
oh yeah...so i totally wanted to get my hair cut like nicole richie but they ended up giving me the katie holmes so now i look like a soccer mom...it's great...xoxoxo.....
so when u have something called a bf, apparently, you're not allowed to like go to new york with your ex...bummer...
oh wells...and apparently, when you're like doing laundry with your new current bf...problems ensue when u both have different ways of doing laundry...bummer 2...life currently sucks...xoxoxo....
my day was slightly crazy...had to actually do work in the office...that sucked...
the ex also came by to visit me and wants me to hit new york with him for the holidays...it's soo fucking tempting...i love love new york...i told him i'd run it by my bf first and see what the bf has to say...
other than that, life is grand...xoxox....
so now we're gonna celebrate our 2 week anniversary this upcoming wednesday...i know...crazy...me in a fucking relationship...told myself i was gonna avoid the relationship thing until like end of this year...damn it...i hate it when life gets soo damn crazy...
okay...i better start cleaning up my condo....i know...exciting sunday nite...xooxxoxo....
can my life seriously get any crazier? i am now officially off the fucking market...i have what's called a bf...yes, it's been only a week since i met dr. uber super mcdreamy...but how do u say no to a guy who is soo incredibly amazing?
basically, he wanted to see us like exclusively so i was like, does being exclusive mean i can still like hand out my phone number to cute boys? apparently, that's not what being in an exclusive relationship meant...it basically meant that i would be seeing him and ONLY him...i was like, wow...isn't that like a bf? anyway, so i end up committing cause what's the point of being in an exclusive relationship if u can't see other people...i mean, u might as well make them your bf...
it was kinda funny cause i was like having to decide between three doctors before i was able to decide upon dr. uber super mcdreamy...i know...life gets so tragic for me...as soon as i had started dating dr. uber super mcdreamy, dr. super mcdreamy informed me that he realized he liked me instead of my friend which got things really complicated cause i had actually liked him but i guess there's a code of ethics between friends that entails not sharing boys...but whatever...and then as soon as the ex realized i was seeing dr. uber super mcdreamy seriously, he then wanted me back...i know...men are lame like that...they always want what they can't have...anyway, so i end up choosing dr. uber super mcdreamy cause he knew he wanted me and wasn't being a flaky bitch...on top of everything else, he's crazy funny and i'm a total sucker for funny guys...yes, so there is a good ending to this tragic love story which is my life...ooxooxxo...
yes, i'm fully aware that i've only met him last wednesday and we've seen each almost every day...but hey, who is one to stop love?
i swear, i am soo easily romanced...like i'm easily wooed by text messages and phone calls during the day and at night cause he'll call me several times a day and yes, maybe others may find it clingy and needy, ... i say don't hate...don't be jealous...it's ROMANCE goddammit...hahaha
last nite was spent hanging out with my pseudo bf and by hanging out, he was watching garden state while i was busy on the phone with dr. super mcdreamy...and then i took the pseudo bf out to dinner at like 1 am...i get back and at 2 am, the 23 year old college boi calls me to ask me what i'm doing...i'm like, "i'm sleeping cause that's what old people do at 2 am." he's like, "yeah?" and i'm like, "yeah." so he's like, "yeah...i wanna ask u out." and i'm like, "it's 2 in the fucking morning...can u ask me out some other time? i need my sleep." i mean, college boys are so naive...i mean, i'm sure he was probably wanting a booty call but cause he's soo young, u can't turn someone into a booty call unless you've already slept with them...so young...he's like a little kitten...i mean, did he honestly think i would get my ass up at 2 am to make out with him? what does he take me for? a college girl ho? i guess i give him an A+ for persistency for trying and an F for not getting the fact that i'm not interested...maybe he thinks i'm playing hard to get when i tell him that i can't hang out cause "i'm busy" or maybe when i told him, "you're way too young for me...i'm looking for marriage." i think the worst line i've given him is, "so, if we go out, is daddy gonna pay for our dinner again?"
anyway, life is grand...went shopping yesterday...which is obviously a bad idea...bought myself a frankie b denim mini skirt cause u know, it's not enough that i own like ten denim mini skirts...and then i bought these really cute boi shorts...i was tempted to also purchase these frankie b denim short overalls but i couldn't justify blowing $240 for a pair of overalls... especially when i'm making like $40 a day at my restaurant job....yes, life is more than grand...it's fabulous...
anyway, totally excited to meet up with dr. uber super mcdreamy tonite...xoxxoxo....
upon entering the bar/restaurant, the guy turns around and i'm like, this is sooo NOT the guy for me...he doesn't even reach my height requirement...but amazingly, after talking to him, he was crazy funny and super smart...then again, he is a radiologist...i swear...i need to quit dating doctors...i ended up having a great time...the next morning, he texted me to ask if i had gone home okay and that he had a fun time with me...so now i'm totally in love...i'm a sucker for guys who text me...yes, i'm high maintenance...
so he later texted me during the day to ask what i was doing...i then texted him back and invited him to this champagne and caviar party i'm hitting tonite in brentwood...so now we're going on our first date to a party...i mean, how romantic is that?
so now i'm in love with dr. uber super mcdreamy...it's funny cause like i was feeling all shitty cause the ex makes me feel worthless and then i go out and realize that i was so stupid for letting someone make me feel that way...
life is grand...have a catering gig next week and i think another one the week after that...my life is getting too crazy...in addition to all that, i'm thinking of tutoring school children after my office job to make extra money...yes, i need to be busy...like crazy busy....xoxoxox....life is grand....
so this evening will be spent triple dating with my gfs...that should be fun cause booz will be involved...
btw...saw lars and the real girl last weekend...liked it but not loved it...
i also had a date thursday nite but it was canceled on me which is good...i really need to clean up my place...
i've decided to dress up as a super hero for halloween...i know...exciting, right? my costume came in yesterday and it's sooo super cute...i guess that's it...life is currently crazy boring right now....xoox...
hopefully, i don't get my ass sick from the water or food there...i mean, if anything, i don't mind losing 10 lbs...it'll just cause me to be hotter...i mean...can i even get any hotter? hahaha...
anyway, it's been a rough week, can't wait till this month is over so i can take off...i need to get away....xoxxoo....
so this is how it went down...i threw a singles party at the restaurant i work for...dr. super mcdreamy arrived and we're like hanging out but later, one of my gfs, let's call her Ana, comes up to me and is like:
Ana: Lo, your man is totally flirting with, let's call her Samantha,...i think u should do something about it...the way he looks at Samantha...i think he's in love with her.
Lo: Are u fucking kidding me? shit...i mean, i deleted his number last nite so we're no longer hanging out...but if he's in love with her, let me set them up...
Ana: Are u serious? that's not cool...what a jerk.
Lo: seriously, there's a lot of boys out there and if he likes Samantha, i'm not gonna stop love from happening....
Ana: wow...that's big of you...
so, dr. super mcdreamy comes back and i'm like:
Lo: so, do u like my friend?
Dr.: yes. i loved her before i met her.
Lo: wtf? so why the fuck have u been going out with me and not asking her out?
Dr.: i didn't wanna hurt your feelings....
so basically, what ended up happening is that we spend the next two hours talking about samantha and how he totally likes her...and samantha had already left the party and i was like, why didn't u fucking get her number? and he was like, he thought it was awkward and strange cause he had already been going out with me and i'm like, trust me, i'm over you...if anything, i deleted your number last nite when i realized it wasn't gonna work out...so since samantha had left to another party, we [me and dr. super mcdreamy] ends up having to go there so he could get her number...i swear, i'm like the best fucking friend in the world...as soon as we get there, i instruct dr. super mcdreamy that he better spend the rest of this evening on her ass and getting her number cause i wasn't hitting his second party for nothing when i could just be home in bed...so of course, he talks to her, stares at her gazingly, and finally asks for her number...we then finally am able to go home...
the next day, dr. super mcdreamy calls me out of the blue [please note, prior to this, he had never called me just because] to talk about samantha and basically gushes over her...we're on the phone for like an hour and i'm like, when did i become the unattractive best friend who has to listen to this? so i'm like, "so u asking her out or what?" and he's like, "yeah, i was thinking of asking her out for tomorrow." and i'm like, "yeah, that's a great idea...take her somewhere special cause she's special."
yes, life is grand...if anything, i'm glad it's over cause he didn't waste my time and he knew what he wanted...i wish he had told me he liked her when he initially called me instead of us having gone out cause it's now more about my ego being bruised then me actually liking him...i mean, i honestly think he's a great guy and my girl "samantha" is a super great girl, so i actually want it to work out...
now i'm back to being single which is actually what i'm good at...i need to stay focused anyway...u know, on being a playa and my career...i really need to quit men...
well...my singles party was a success so that was good...so many hotties came out...surprisingly, i didn't get any boys asking for my number cause dr. super mcdreamy was busy cramping my style cause he was busy talking to me about his crush on "samantha", but that's good cause it uncomplicates my already slightly crazy life...xoxoxo....
at least my weekend is over so that was good...now i'm just planning my singles party cause that's what i do...i really need to grow up soon...worked on the drink menu and i have to work on the food menu tomorrow...yes, i have a lot on my plate...
made 4 c.d.'s for my party cause i can't afford a dj...so now i have to keep it old skool with my mixed c.d.'s...it'll be great....
what else is new in my life? hmmm...not much...working on getting a bf...okay, not really...i'm enjoying Lo time which basically entails wild times consisting of me lying on my couch watching t.v. i love love it...
btw...whenever i'm ready to be in hell, i guess i'll start focusing on having a bf...until then, t.v. is my life....xoxoxo....
so now i'm watching tyra banks, eating my chicken bowl from yoshinoya, and getting my ass ready to start prepping for my catering gig...xoxoxo.....
anyway, till next time....xoxoxo....
was on the phone with dr. super mcdreamy last nite for like an hour and i realized that if he wasn't hot and like an anesthesiologist, i probably wouldn't even waste my time talking to him and on that note, i realized this wasn't meant to be...i am soooo not ready to settle...okay...maybe i'll settle tomorrow, but today, i have to work and watch the office....xoxoxo....
after my hot date with dr. super mcdreamy, i headed into work in which i managed to burn my hand on the fucking pizza oven which totally sucks...whatever...it's just my hand...
after coming home, i call up my best girl and we decide to make bets and set goals...our goal was to basically find a bf by the end of this year and then after we find our bfs, we're gonna try to commit to them...it was a serious bet cause big money is on the line...so now i have to make dr. super mcdreamy my bf [unless of course i meet another super hot guy in the next couple of weeks] and then i have to try not to break up with him, but rather marry him...i know...easier said than done...[to my gf who i made this bet with...you're going down biatch!!! i'm soo gonna win the money....] hahhaha....xooxoxoo.....
i guess i'll give myself until the end of the month to make a decision...i fucking need to grow up and be in something stable...
i have a hot lunch date with dr. super mcdreamy tomorrow before i have to run into work...
i am completely loving working seven days a week...it's awesome...it keeps me kinda out of trouble...not really...i really just love being in a restaurant...
so my life in review...currently planning a singles party because it's an excuse to get drunk... also planning on throwing a halloween party cause it's yet another reason to get plastered...
i think i'm gonna quit alcohol next year and by quit, not drink so much...
doing laundry right now because it's hot and exciting...
oh yeah...saw breakfast at tiffany's last nite with my psuedo-bf and i hated hated hated that movie...i only saw it cause people would always tell me i look like audrey hepburn but after watching that movie, maybe they meant i act like audrey hepburn cause she's a fucking nutcase in the movie...i totally wanted to bitch slap her cause she's so nuts and not in a cute quirky way, but rather, in a let's put her in a psychiatric ward britney spears kinda way...yeah..i know i'm slightly nuts but not that nuts...my only favorite scene in that movie was when she throws her cat against the wall and i liked it cause i hate cats...
today will be spent going into my cooking job and then calling the hot anesthesiologist to confirm plans...yes, i have a tough life....xooxoxo....
yes...i know i'm not supposed to be dating for like two weeks but hey, he's super cute so i have to make an exception...i need to stay focused!!!! xoxoxo.....
anyway, yesterday was kinda crazy cause since i broke up with the ex-bf, he now calls me everyday and wants to see me everyday...which is stupid...
so yesterday, he comes by to visit me at the restaurant and while he's eating, this other guy that i'm also seeing comes by to visit me too...it was actually really funny because i didn't want it to be obvious to either one of them that was what was happening...luckily for me, the guy that i'm seeing is sitting outside in the patio and the ex-bf is in the restaurant with his back turned away from that guy...slightly crazy....whatever...
and so i spend most of my day cooking but later towards the nite, the restaurant actually got quite busy on a sunday nite so i ended up having to waitress...the money is better but the work sucks...one table i had was trying to avoid having to pay for the food that they had already fucking eaten and so complained about it...it fucking drove me crazy cause they wanted me to basically comp the entire bill...i wanted to fucking smack those damn bitches and put them in their place but of course, i couldn't...surprisingly they left me a tip which i wasn't anticipating cause they were officially the worst customers...everyone else i had told me they loved the food and tipped me pretty generously which i like cause then i can tip the cooks in the back more money...
upon coming home, the ex-bf of course calls me and we of course end up fighting cause i feel like he's wasting my time...conversation ends with me telling him not to call me and at 3 am cause i was still so antsy from having a crazy day at work and the annoying ex-bf, i wrote him an email to tell him to leave me alone...
i mean, talking to him annoys the crap out of me and since i was trying to be polite, i'd pick up the phone but i'd tell him to please not call me...i guess, bitch mode has now have to come into effect where i actually have to avoid his calls...i hate break-ups...sometimes they can be slightly messy....anyway, hopefully, i have a chill day at the office today...life sucks...gosh...i hope Dr. Super McDreamy calls me cause i'm like soo in love with him...hahhaa....oxxoxo.....
so it's been ten years and some of my classmates were like married or had kids and like normal grown-up stuff like that. a lot of them also had like careers, in grad school, or like real jobs...
i on the other hand turned out to be that popular kid who ends up not accomplishing much with her life...it was fabulous...damn it...why couldn't i grow up at 18 like every fucking else? why did i purposely flunk my economic classes...i mean, i could have been soo straight laced and when people asked me what i did, i could have said..."yeah, i'm a business strategist" or something important like that...instead, my answer to what do u do was, "i like to party." i sound like an ex HS football player...it was fabulous...i hate myself...i really need to grow up...i hope it happens tomorrow....xooxoxo.....
wednesday: hot date with a cute spoiled 23 year old college boi whose gonna take me out to dinner on his daddy's money...he got his allowance yesterday so called me up cause he can afford to actually pay for dinner
thursday: hitting a speed dating event and getting boozed up at a bar in culver city cause u know...it is thursday nite
friday: attending my HS reunion
saturday: super hot date with the man of my dreams...
yes...i live it up...hahaha....xoxoxox....
on saturday, i hit a singles party in which i met like the man of my dreams but he has yet to call me...maybe he doesn't realize that me and him were meant to be together...like forever...hahaha...didn't get home til 2 am...
spending this evening cleaning up my condo and hanging out with the psuedo-bf...xoxoxo....
so i've been spending the last eleven months of my life in this crazy toxic relationship in which i was constantly calling it quits but always going back cause i thought i loved this person...
it's funny cause i've always been the type of girl who can dump a guy cause i wasn't willing to compromise cause there's lots of fishes in the sea...
i guess ultimately, my point is that due to the fact that i've gone through my love life so haphazardly, life has thrown me a curve ball in which i met someone i thought i loved although he was soooo very wrong for me and i broke up with him and it hurts...so love sucks...
i guess that would be the moral of this blog...love sucks...
chocolate + dashboard confessionals + a broken heart [if i actually had a heart] = tears of sadness
i need to clean up but it's soo hard to do when doing nothing is easier...xoxoxo....
the movie was also really unrealistic cause the main character's friends hooks up with her man and the main character ends up going back with him after he attempts to go back and court her...i'm like, whatever...if my friends ever hook up with like a guy i'm seeing, that is sooo not cool...i mean, if i've like dumped him and they want him, i don't care but the way i see it, there's plenty fish in the sea and there's no need to hook up with your friends' men...
the other unrealistic part is how chris o'donnell [allegedly the "brightest, best-looking boy on the campus"] even wants to go back to minnie driver's character [benny] after sleeping with her much hotter friend [nan]...i mean, i could see him wanting benny initially cause nan wasn't available cause she was seeing someone else and the fact that he was a virgin and wanted some ass...but after hooking up with a hottie and he was gonna be a doctor, why would he settle for some girl whose all desperate for him? it totally doesn't make sense...or maybe it's me whose obviously clueless cause i'm the one who can't hold a fucking relationship...maybe the key to being in a relationshp that lasts is to know that you're settling and deal with it...like you have to choose someone who has a good heart and ain't gonna cheat on your sorry ass than someone whose like hot...whatever...i'm over it...
yesterday was a slightly crazy day...i did a photo shoot for a friend and modeled her jewelry which was fun except i looked like crap...and then headed into the restaurant to work my shift...felt like shit cause i was having woman "issues" so i wanted to like pass out on the line...as i'm about to go home, one of cooks ask me if i have a bf in which i just proceeded to laugh...he then tells me he thinks i'm "muy bonita." i'm like, "thanks." i mean, why couldn't he be like super hot and a super rich business man? cause if that was the case, he could whisk me off and marry my sorry ass and we can like adopt beautiful babies together...but that would make it unrealistic like that stupid movie "circle of friends."
life sucks....xoxoxox.....
so i had to fucking walk away...it was sooo tragic...so fucking sad...it's like walking away from the love of your life...u know that clutch is soo damn fine but u think to yourself, do i wanna continue being in debt or look super cute with this handbag? it was a tough decision...i mean, how often do i fall in love? trust me, it rarely happens...gosh...i'm still thinking about it...fuck...i want it...no...i can't...walk away Lo...walk away...xoxoxo.....
so....what did i learn from the movie? basically to marry rich, divorce my husband once i think he's cheating on my ass, and then i get to keep the expensive piece of real estate on the upper east side...it's awesome!!!
so when he like got on my case for running 30 minutes late to a catering gig cause i was giving another employee a ride, i told him that i was leaving and just to pay me...he has the audacity to tell me to wait until his gig was over which would have lasted like 6 hours...i decided to stand there and glare at him until he paid me...i was like, this guy isn't gonna push me around cause i was gonna throw a complete spasic scene...reasons why i would never date a fucking chef...male chefs are complete assholes and by male chef, i'm referring to now my ex-boss whose name i won't mention cause i'm classy like that....xoxoxo....
i've been sending the ex-bf emails to not contact me and of course, he's illerate and doesn't understand when i write, "DON'T FUCKING CONTACT ME!" i mean, i sooo need to move on and realize i'm too old to be in a relationship that is a complete waste of my time...i'm not looking for someone to put a fucking roof over my head and marry my sorry ass cause i just want to be married...i want to be in something that means something...i really would much rather be alone...and working a lot has helped in accomplishing that...
i really wanna get a puppy...at my catering gig yesterday, i spent time playing with the client's dog and i was like carrying it like a baby cause i want a baby...i sooo need to make a decent income so i can buy like a baby or two...i meant adopt a baby or two...now i need to get ready to two catering gigs today...my life sucks and by sucks, i mean, it really sucks...i need a break...at least i received a rose from a random customer at the restaurant last nite cause he thought i was "very beautiful" so that was a nice compliment to my ever fragile ego at this period of my life of sadness...my life is so tragic...i'm soo juliet except i'm missing my romeo and i'm like not from royalty and not stupid enough to like kill myself over some stupid boy...oh yeah, one of my workers asked me to marry him and it would have been soo romantic if it wasn't for the fact that he just wanted a green card...gosh...it's like i totally want to get my ass married so i can have like babies and when someone actually kinda proposes, it's not romantic like in my dreams or the movies....xoxox....
okay...i should just be honest...i'm in like this sad depressed funk and i don't wanna be out and about if i'm feeling all sorry for myself cause i really don't have anything to really feel sorry for myself for...
yes, my life is that tragic...i honestly think i'm really preparing for myself for a lifetime of singleness and by singleness, me and my cats...i've started naming them...milo, rhi rhi, la toya, tupac, felix, and shawty...
the other day at my work, there was like this dead pigeon outside our door with it's legs up in the air and i think it was a symbol...like it symbolized that my relationship with the ex is dead too, like the dead pigeon...it was sooo gross...i wasn't even aware it was a dead pigeon so i just like walked over it but upon coming back outside, i started screaming and telling my staff to get rid of it cause i wasn't gonna touch it...
a couple weeks prior, there was like this dead rat's head at my work...i think that was also a sign...a sign that my life sucks cause seeing that rat's head totally grossed me out...
btw...i went to dinner at the prime grill in beverly hills on monday nite...that place totally sucked...i mean, my tuna tartar on crispy rice was delish but my steak sucked...i hate kosher food...it's disgusting...i tried my gf's salmon and that was also gross...i'd rather drink my own vomit...the best part of the meal was the really hot waiter but he wasn't on the menu although he did smile at me but probably a fake smile cause i was giving him a hard time cause he was a dumb ass...why are all the pretty men so fucking stupid? i had ordered my steak medium rare and when he brought it out, it was super super well done so i was like, "i can't eat this. i ordered my steak medium rare." and he was like, "i thought u said medium well done." and i'm like, who orders their steaks medium well done? i mean, it's either medium or it's well done...so i had to wait another 10 minutes before my steak arrived and it wasn't even worth the wait cause the steak was nasty...i mean, how can u not put butter on your steak? so yes, i now officially hate kosher food and will not date jewish men because of it...and i guess that all works out at the end anyway cause i'm no longer dating...life is grand...xoxox....
so yes, my life will be boring and by boring, not dating...
gameplan for the rest of my week...dinner and boozing tonite, boozing tomorrow nite, and working and being in hell for the rest of the week...it's great...oh yeah, by boozing, i really mean having a coke cause i don't drink and drive cause it's like not cool...xoxxoxo.....
he's basically super psycho cause he thinks he's gonna be able to win her back by being a crazy stalker...he's incredibly paranoid cause he'll try to view my other friend's myspace pages and try to see if they've written anything about her or if he sees a picture of her standing next to some guy, he goes insane and accuses her of cheating on him although they are broken up...yeah...he's really crazy...
so here's a message to crazy stalker guy cause u know who u are:
i know u fucking hate me cause u think i took your gf away from u...well...i didn't...if anything, i encouraged her to be with you cause i'm all about relationships but since you've been sooo crazy and psycho, i've advised her that if she wants to be with a psycho, go back to you cause some people like psychos...honestly, i can't believe i initially felt sorry for you even though i know u hate my guts...keep hating...it's cool...u need to blame someone for the demise of your relationship...blame me...i'm akon enough to be cool with it...i know u think i'm such a bad person for the lifestyle i lead cause i'm always out partying and living life...but honestly, how can someone like u judge someone else? i mean, how christian of it of u to mentally hurt someone u love and call them a whore and a slut? what good christian is an indian giver? how christian of it of u if u are totally hitting up on someone when your divorce is not even finalized? and what kind of man leaves a marriage and needs alimony? you're like K-Fed, but worse...at least K-Fed is hotter and can dance...you're a sorry excuse for a Christian...u use God's name in vain...so yeah, stop judging other people and think you're so great...people are human and we live and make mistakes...that is all part of life...so like i said, keep hating me for all i care...i don't hate you...you're not even worth that emotion from me...if anything, i feel sorry for you because you'll probably end up all alone...u should invest in some cats...
didn't u ever once stop to think that if u truly love someone and they love u, u shouldn't have to force them to be with you? basically, u have to set them free and if they truly love u, they'll come back to you? yeah...that's my advice to you cause that is how i live my life...focus on your fucking career and if she wants you back, she'll fucking call you...stop harassing her and stop reading my fucking blogs...i will never write about her in my blogs and i've instructed the rest of my friends not to mention her name nor will we be taking pictures of her and posting it on myspace any longer...so u won't be getting any info from us about her...on that note, have a fucking great life and i hope u end up with what u deserve...xoxox.....
today will be spent coming home from work and doing laundry and cleaning cause my life is sooo crazy...
btw...i wanna have like three bfs...it was an epifany i had yesterday...i mean, why have just one bf when u can have three? i mean, the perfect guy doesn't exist so if u combine like three guys, they're bound to have all the things that i'm looking for...now i completely understand why mormons have several wives...it makes complete sense...
i can see how it's going go down at a bar:
drunk guy at bar: hey sexy lady...what's your name?
Lo: Lo
drunk guy at bar: you're really cute
Lo: yeah, i know...oh yeah...i'm a chef...by telling you i'm
a chef, that's my way of like picking up on you
drunk guy at bar: so, like do u have a bf?
Lo: why yes...yes i do...but do u wanna be like my 3rd bf?
drunk guy at bar: yeah, that sounds like a dream come
true...can i spoil u like crazy so maybe one day u
can make me your 1 bf?
Lo: yeah, that can happen
so as u can see by this scenario, it can happen...
so my game plan for this week is get my laundry done today, probably hang out with the psuedo bf tonite, grab dinner with a friend on thursday and get plastered thursday nite cause u know, it's thursday nite...
xoxox....
tuesday nite was spent at my first ever hosted happy hour which ended up sucking somewhat cause i was unable to drink due to the fact that i had to drive...i hate being sooo damn responsible...after my happy hour, i forced everyone to hit the village idiot cause i wanted to check it out...surprisingly, for being sooo damn sober, i actually had an amazing amazing time...i attempted to set up one of my gfs with the man of her dreams because she found this doctor's pic on-line, and amazingly another gf and i had met him like two weeks prior...unfortunately, my gf and the man of her dreams was unable to hook up cause he was good looking but incredibly boring...talking to him was like pulling teeth...another gf of mine asked him what he was looking for in a girl and he was like, "i want a girl who is beautiful and low maintennance" and i'm like, what a fucking dumbass...like that exists...beautiful girls are always high maintennance...i mean, do boys think we were born with make-up on our faces?...do they think we wake up in the morning with perfect hair and no flaws? it takes work to look incredibly cute...
so the next day, this was the conversation my gfs and i had about this guy, let's call him Stupid Doctor in order to protect this lame ass guy's image:
GF: I'm sorry about Stupid Doctor. Turns out he was a toad and not a prince. But with some guys, you kinda have to draw them out and put them at ease, especially the shy ones, then their personality comes through. Stupid Doctor says he wants a girl who is "beautiful and low maintanence." Haha!! Isn't that an oxymoron? Sure as hell is NOT me. Good luck!
Lo: beautiful and low maintennance...total oxymoron...now he's just an idiot...it's like, i want a guy who's rich, hot, nice, and wants to marry me like now...like that exists...good one...he's not even a toad...Stupid Doctor is now officially a dumbass...so he's like a donkey...hahaha..
so yeah...guy was lame...i mean, i can basically talk to anyone and like, when i was talking to him, i wanted to hit my head against the wall and kill myself...okay...that was mean...i take it back...instead, i chose to walk away...
thursday nite was spent at a wine tasting party which sucked cause i was once again, unable to drink due to the fact that i was inflicted with this intense headache and felt like passing out...i guess due to stress, i've been unable to eat properly [u know, pulling a nicole richie]...and consuming like under 500 calories a day...which is a bad idea...somehow, anorexia isn't so cute when i'm like 28 years old...so once i got to the party, i was crazy cold and unable to even enjoy the crabcakes and empanadas that i made...or the fancy wines...after that, i had to hit this club in santa monica which also sucked cause my headache was pounding...
friday was spent working in the restaurant where i got my ass kicked cause not only am i now a cook there, i'm also the catering manager, and apparently a server...i basically had to serve a wedding rehearsal party by myself because the other server was busy out front...i think i am now officially hated in the kitchen cause i kept yelling at the cook to work faster cause people were like waiting 30 minutes for a fucking salad, and i'm like, "what the fuck?...give me my food...customer's pissed..." and then i'd have to go in and make the fucking salad myself...and then i'm the one whose forced to go outside to the customer, apologize for the other server and cook's fuck-up and then asked to comp their meal...
so apparently, i am now officially the hardass in the kitchen...
after getting my ass whooped in serving 30 very hungry guests, i made sure to tack on 18% gratuity cause i wanted to make sure i got a tip in order to split it amongst everyone from the other servers, cooks, and dishwasher cause honestly, i believe that tips should be shared...i mean, cooks honestly work harder than servers but we get paid shit money...so i guess i'm not such a total bitch...so after my 3 hours of catering these people, i was able to walk out with a $20 tip...it's damn good i work for the art...or i keep telling myself that...
so i still have this damn headache and it's been three days...fucking sucks...i keep getting inflicted with these stupid ailments cause i'm obviously pure evil and the gods are trying to tell me something...i mean, i've been trying to work on being good...i no longer completely hate on men when i go out nor do i think really really evil thoughts...
so i called the "bf" cause i was concerned and he tells me it's probably due to stress and i was like, "well, if i die, can u please call everyone on my cell phone and invite them to my funeral?" and he tells me i'm being overly dramatic...and i'm like, i wouldn't be me if i wasn't...today will be another day at the restaurant...hopefully, drama does not ensue...gosh...my head hurts...xoxoxo....
i mean, how can u not like a movie where good christian girl falls for the kinda bad boy who is incredibly fine? the best part of the movie is when the christian girl finally falls for the bad boy and they get it on christian style which basically means like kissing and then she like dies...i love movies where there are death scenes although her death scene lasted like several months...i was like, die already bitch...die...death scenes make modern flics sooo shakespearean...
this movie also had the best pick-up line...it's also a line i've used in the past...there's this scene where mr. bad boi asks christian girl if she can help him rehearse his lines for the school play and she's like, "yeah, i'll help u but u can't fall in love with me." and so u know he's gonna fall in love with her and she's obviously gonna die cause whose gotta tell a super hot guy not to fall in love with her? but somehow, that line doesn't work for me in real life...i mean, i've had guys who have asked me out and i'm like, "if u go out with me, u can't fall in love with me" and the guy totally doesn't fall in love with me...it's like he was actually listening to what i had to say...yes, real life sucks...it was obviously a trick...he's supposed to totally fall in love with me and grovel at my feet...unfortunately, by me using that line, the guy just finds me to be an egotistical biatch...which is actually the case...but whatever...over it...
today with be spent grabbing lunch, catching borne ultimatum [i think that's what it's called], and hopefully beating the psuedo bf at poker as we eat a shrimp boil...god...i hope i don't overcook the shrimp...yes, my life is that interesting...xoxoxx....
btw...ended up not going to my therapy session cause the "bf" thought i wasn't really that crazy as i would like to believe i am...i guess i'm just more neurotic...whatever...anyway, back to cleaning up before i have to head out for a nite of slaving in a restaurant kitchen...
i was also in the midst of watching maria, full of grace the other day when work called and i never got to see if maria ends up shitting out coke from her ass...i totally spent 30 minutes investing in that movie for nothing...yes, life sucks...
anyway, i better start getting ready...hitting an art gallery exhibit tonite and then working this entire weekend for a restaurant and a catering gig...life is completely sucking right now...actually, i can't complain...no longer have that nasty skin rash and i feel fabulous and healthy...
oh yeah, i'm also in the midst of planning my High School reunion and it's proving more difficult than anticipated, especially since i'm also like working 3 fucking jobs...xoxoxo....
i've now decided to quit dating for awhile...i'm sooo serious that i'm gonna even cancel my upcoming dates...wow...i'm like a nun now...
yeah...i'm obviously not ready and i don't feel like using people as my rebounds in order to get over the ex...i mean, that's what therapy is for, right? so now therapy can be my new bf...i'll probably try to be in therapy for at least a couple months and i really hope it makes me a better person, or at least better in relationships so the next bf i get, i will just be super fabulous...or NOT!!! or still just be a spaz and have him deal with it...whatever...anyway, i better get ready for work...life is grandiose....
my friends are placing bets to see if i end up staying single or get back with the ex...
so what have i learned from this relationship?
apparently, not much except that you can't force someone to love you...and it's better to be single than be with someone just because they think you're just "good enough." god...i need therapy...
today was actually quite a full day...went to the beach, ate like a pig since i am now single and don't have to worry about the bf telling me i look fat, and then hit a shakespeare play...
i now have to hit the sack cause i have to get my ass up early in order to start slaving away in a restaurant...life is now going to officially suck for me...xoxox...
so the good news this week...i no longer have to work my weekends so i can continue my party girl ways...
the bad news...this nasty skin disaster is sooo not gonna be hot once i hit the beach party this weekend...totally sucks...my chest is all red and scratchy and looks like hell...i'm gonna have to cover myself in a fucking turtleneck at the fucking beach cause my skin can't be exposed to the sun...
this weekend will be spent at a beach party [where i will be suffering from the sun], hitting a shakespeare play, and hopefully playing poker with my friends...
life sucks...i promise i'll be good...let me feel normal tomorrow!!!
okay...i finally really and truly did it...i broke it off with the bf...yesterday, i told him i no longer loved him and this morning, i got my things and proceeded to leave which entailed him saying, "i love u. why r u being so mean?" told him i could no longer do this anymore cause he's an asshole who deserved someone not me...i realized he wasn't even worth another 2 months of my life and i was gonna have to cut my losses...better have lost ten months of my life than 2 years or even worse yet, 5 years...
a sense of relief actually befalls me...of course the bf was like, "i'm gonna call u" and i was like, "don't bother cause i'm not gonna pick up your phone calls."
wow...now i'm truly single and things aren't as complicated...i hated being in limbo and not knowing if he was worth putting up with and then i woke up yesterday and realized he wasn't...
had roy's for dinner last nite...that was okay...tonite, i'm doing korean bbq with my friends...i'm excited about that...now back to being focused on my career...can't wait!!! xxoxo....
i also made like the best chili ever yesterday...my secret ingredient was mexican chocolate...amazing...fabulous...
oh yeah, i also played poker and kicked ass...i won 5 bucks...it was awesome...i guess watching poker late at nite has helped my game...
i spent today also throwing a spaz with the bf...i told him i was gonna cash warren his ass if he didn't behave and by behave, to actually act like a bf who is sensitive to a woman's needs and stop being an insensitive asshole...
my definition of cash warren is a guy whose been dumped cause he allegedly didn't wanna get hitched to jessica alba...
so of course i threw the marriage question out there and was like, r u gonna marry me by next year? and he's like.....
silence...
and yes...that was his answer...there wasn't an answer...and i was like, u better say something u bastard...
and he finally said,there's a 99.9999% chance he'll marry me...and i was like, that's not good enough u asshole...i hate u and u totally deserve your sorry ass to be cash warrened...and then i hung up the phone on him...
so yes, relationships suck...oh yeah, before i hung up on him, i also told him it was his loss cause doctors are a dime a dozen and i hate doctors...
and then he calls back after five minutes and tells he that he's ready to accept my apology and of course i start bawling and was like, i hate u...and then he apologized for everything so i forgave him although i forgot why i was mad at him in the first place and he wasn't sure why he was apologizing...and now we're cool and i finally agreed to have dinner with him tomorrow nite...when did relationships become sooo complicated and when did i become such the nutcase? it's fabulous...NOT!!!!
xoxoxo....
so apparently, i am incapable of committing to a relationship...i managed to last almost a fucking week...now i'm over it...oh wells...life sucks...i seriously need to start going to therapy...
well...at least i'm gonna start getting crazy busy at work...i've been doing double duty at work cause someone quit so i'm doing their job in addition to mine and then i start working at a restaurant from friday to sunday which means i'll be working 7 fucking days a week...i am gonna be in hell...it'll be good for me...i guess i'll just stay out of trouble that way and keep me from dating and being in stupid relationships...wow...i'm finally focusing on work...great...goodbye to my old life of partying and now i'm gonna attempt to get my act together and work like a mad woman...fantastic...xxoo...
this will also be yet another crazy week...hitting mr. chow and nick and stef for dinner this week and also throwing a small dinner party for my friends...slightly crazy busy...xoxxo, Lo.
if i had to pick my favorite steak house, i would have to say most likely arnie morton's...ruth's chris is not bad...anyway...i'm tired...lates...
i had a great great weekend...spent my saturday working a catering gig where i worked a 12 hour shift...that was exciting and then got home and attempted to cook for 50 people for my party the next day...surprisingly, i couldn't do it so i woke up the next day and cooked like a madwoman...
at the party, we played spin the bottle where i got to like make out with myself which was fun, played truth or dare, and had a dancing competition...yes, it was very high school...
since it was also a singles party, i met two really cute boys...one of them was a doctor/firefighter so i told him that was "hot"...he didn't find it amusing so i decided to be his pimp instead and attempted to introduce ladies to him...
this week is also gonna be slightly crazy...tonite will be spent going on a date, tomorrow, i'm hitting mastro's for dinner, friday will be spent getting totally plastered at blvd 3 and saturday will be hitting a bbq party...gosh...i'm soo looking forward to just chilling on sunday...partying is like having a third job...xoxox....
okay...i'm gonna start listing all my sins:
1. i've been manbashing everytime i see someone who may possibly have a penis...i berate them and make them feel useless
2. i broke up with the bf because he couldn't answer one of my many trick questions correctly
3. i told my father he was an idiot
4. i'm online dating and leading men on and then when it's about to get serious as in we're about to get ready to meet for coffee, i blow them off and tell them to stop wasting my time
5. i was gonna start hitting a christian church in order to start hitting on men
so those are my sins...and because of my bad and pure evil behavior, a higher being has decided to punish me by inflicting me this past week with the craziest pain i've ever experienced in my entire life...the pain was worse than my fucking menstrual cramps...it was sooo bad, i had to take like 600 mg of pain killers and i don't do drugs unless i'm on the verge of dying...the pain was sooo bad, i was crying like a bitch...okay...u may ask what i may have...honestly, i don't the fuck know since i don't have health insurance and couldn't afford to see a doctor...so of course, i had to call the now current "ex-bf" since i was crying and felt like i wanted to die...so he ends up diagnosing me with muscle spasm or whatever he called it and gave me a prescription for muscle relaxants so i can be mobile...and that was it...Lo is now no longer a bitch cause apparently, bitches get punished by a higher being and by higher being, i really mean, crazy muscle spasms that leave me almost immobile and crying my eyes out like a little fucking girl....xxoxox, Lo.
p.s. may this be a lesson to all future biatches out there...
so would i ever hit the spa again...most definitely...why u may ask? cause i like to be tortured...xoxoxo, Lo.
wednesday nite was spent catching wicked at the pantages theater which would have been a fabulous idea if i didn't suffer from ADD...anyway, what i learned that nite is that:
jimmy choo stilettos + holes on the pavement = Lo falls down
yeah...so don't wear fucking stilettos if u actually have to walk an entire block to the venue...totally sucked and i looked sooo damn cute that nite too...the sad part is that no one even offered to help me up cause they were rushing to see the show...not even my own sister....thanks nhan....u rock...and by rock....i mean, u really suck...
friday nite was spent karoakeing which was crazy fun cause i got wasted during dinner with my friend, her bf, and my psuedo-bf...it was awesome...so when we got to the karoake bar...i was sooo ready to sing...and then we hit a club afterwards where i spent my evening dancing like a dork cause that's the only style i know how and manbashing...btw...did i mention i wore a onesie that nite? why, u may ask? cause onesies are hot...
saturday was spent hanging out with my psuedo-bf and then having a romantic evening with my "bf" and by romantic, i really mean, having dinner with my psuedo-bf and "bf" and then the "bf" taking my psuedo-bf to watch diehard 4...i mean, what girl wants to watch diehard? so i spent my romantic saturday evening all alone as both of my "bfs" enjoyed a romantic movie...yes, i'm spoiled...
sunday was spent cooking dinner for my friends which was fun...and drinking expensive wine cause that's how we roll it...yeah...so, yes, a productive week...
this week will be spent working my office job which is always a blast, working a catering gig for 4th of july, hitting burke williams with my gfs on thursday, and hitting a baptism on sunday...can't wait for th baptism...i heart heart babies!!!
today is the first day of the entire fucking week where i am actually home...it's quite exciting really...i need to clean my condo...
i was over at my mom's today having dinner and i was like: "mom...i'm sooo over my life. my life sickens me."
my mom asks me why and i reply: "cause i'm not married and don't have kids." at this response, i can't help but laugh.
my aunt, thinking i'm serious says to me, "you can have a husband and kids if you really want."
i look at my mom and is like, "good one."
yeah...i can have a husband and kids if i was now willing to settle but i'm not there yet...obviously...i mean, i can't even get my ass to clean up my fucking condo...how am i even gonna get kids to do what i tell them to? and then to have to deal with a husband?
okay...my life sucks...what else is new?
i plan on singing my sorrows this upcoming friday nite as i drink alcohol from a flask cause i'm too broke to afford drinks...yes, the life of an artist...
btw...catching wicked tomorrow nite...can't wait!!! it's gonna be da bomb!!! xoxoxo, Lo.
my gfs and i spent our wednesday evening wine tasting in brentwood...it was sooo fucking amazing...i had like the best fucking merlot...gosh...i wish i had a nice piece of steak to go with it but the merlot was soo good on its own...although i am now officially in love with rieslings and moscatos...although i got into a fight with one of the guests there cause she was a fucking biatch and i like to think i'm in high school and a mean girl....fucking biatch told me how to cook my food so i decided to turn my back on her while she was still talking to me and decided to go to my gfs and talk trash about her and told my gfs to not speak to her and just give her dirty looks...note to people...if u ain't my friend, do not tell me how to cook food especially if you're not a cook yourself...be grateful i cooked for free fucking stupid ho...okay...my anger has now subsided....it was funny cause my gfs are drinking our fancy wines and she attempts to talk to us and we ignore her...it was great!!! so she ends up going to the kitchen to help clean up...yeah biatch!!! know your place and it's not talking to me and my gfs...god...i am soo gonna burn in hell for being sooo fucking juvenile...i really need to grow up but i feel myself reverting back to high school behavior...fuck it...xoxo, Lo.
been partying all week almost...that was fun
got my period...hot...actually, not so much fun...
the end...
xoxoxo, Lo.
p.s. i hate stupid fucking boys except for you vince...
spent monday nite drinking cause it's monday nite...spending tuesday recovering and partying again wednesday nite cause i live in LA and that's what we do...
btw...i've decided to start going to church on sundays...yes, i realize i am an athiest but who says i can't go to church? i'm really reforming...cause i'm obviously an out-of-control party girl....xoxox, Lo.
i had like this epifany this morning and realized i had spent the last ten years dating and being in relationships and i realize that i am completely over it.
i'll probably regret it when i'm older older but as of right now, it feels like the right decision...i'm sooo over dating a bunch of losers in the search of mr. right...i've decided to focus on not dating and men being a very low priority in my life.
i informed my mother today and told her not to expect me to ever get married or have children because it's not going to happen. i realize i am much happier alone. i mean, why deal with other people's issues when u have your own to deal with?
so on that note, Lo the old maid is totally what i'm all about...i know...sounds hot...but hey, i'm over the dating game and i quit...xoxox, Lo.
mr. casanova finds me on myspace today and messages me to find out if i got home safe from the party saturday nite...it would have been considered romantic and the guy of my dreams if he was super hot and made lots of money...and the fact that i didn't already have a bf....besides, his myspace pic has him in his pajamas which is actually kinda gross...xoxo, Lo.
upon sitting with my gf, she notices the guy next to me and tells me she thinks he's cute so of course, i'm forced to say hi in my cheap attempt to play matchmaker...so i introduce the guy to my gf and the next thing i know, i'm getting my second lap dance for the nite and then he starts dancing with me akon style and i feel incredibly dirty...i'm obviously trying to get away and he finally lets me go...
i decide to head back into the kitchen with my gf in which the "sous chef" proceeds to continue to hit up on me...my gf decides to grill him by asking him questions that are pertinent in scoring a date with me:
GF: how tall r u?
SC: 5'10"
GF: what's your ethnicity?
SC: chinese
GF: what do u do?
SC: i work in a law firm
GF: how much money do u make?
SC: six figures
GF: why r u single?
SC: haven't found the perfect girl...i've been
looking for a chef...
GF: how often would u want to see her?
SC: 8 days a week
so this is where i proceed to laugh because the boy obviously can't count...i mean, last time i checked, there were only 7 days in a week...i quickly inform him that i'm a shallow materialistic golddigger and my gf tells him that i'm very high maintenance...and he's like, a girl like me deserves the best...and of course i continue to laugh...he pressures me to give him my number and i tell him i can't because i wasn't interested and he tells me that he just wants to take me out on a date...i was like, sweet but no cigar...
yeah, he was cute and quite persistent, but i have something called a bf...so that was how my nite, catering a party went down...xoxoxo, Lo.
i mean...if i can't be loved for weighing 101 lbs., i guess i was not meant to be loved...
yeah...now i can go back to eating normally again...that's exciting...i'm actually hitting windows for dinner tomorrow nite so this whole screwing off this diet couldn't come at a better time...much love, Lo.
ps. so i managed to commit to a diet for like less than a week...i have sooo much self-control...although i'm quite hungry right now...could use a whole fucking pizza right now...
by compromising, i'm losing myself...yeah...he's compromising too but how about this for the perfect relationship?...like he compromises and basically agrees to all the things i want to do and i be myself...wow, that's a fabulous idea...
i think i like that idea better...compromising is hard work and i hate to work so wouldn't this be the equation:
compromise + hard work = good relationship
so if Lo hates work, that would mean:
hard work + Lo hates work = failed relationship
okay...that doesn't even make sense...explains why i was soo bad in algebra...
so the perfect relationship would be:
jimmy [the bf] does everything Lo wants + Lo never ever has to compromise = the most fabulous relationship in the world
yeah...that sounds better...cause like i said, compromising is a bitch...it's even worse than having to go on a fucking diet...i'd rather be fat than compromise...okay...maybe i'm going too far...how about this, i'd rather be forced to shop at a retail store than compromise...
life sucks...btw...i've already fucked up my diet today...had dim sum for breakfast, a passionfruit iced tea, and am now drinking a strawberries wild jamba smoothie which alone probably has at least 400 calories so if i were to guess, i'd probably consumed at least 1000 calories already and it's only 2 pm...let's just put it this way...this has been one very bad weekend...xoxoxxo, Lo.
breakfast: passionfruit iced tea and a pork bun
lunch: a cookies and cream ice cream cone
dinner: 1 sausage hot dog with bell peppers and sauteed onions and 1 bacon wrapped hot dog with turkey chili on top and a peach iced tea snapple
i consumed approximately 1400 calories today...
i currently weigh: 102.5 calories
i should not have consumed that ice cream and i obviously shouldn't have had that hot dog wrapped in bacon but it was sooo fucking good, i couldn't help myself...damn...
i really need to work on staying under 1000 calories per day...
then again...this is memorial day weekend...so, it's okay, right?
now i've got 4 lbs. to lose...damn....
afternoon snack: orange passionfruit iced tea with tons of simple syrup
dinner: 1/2 of a pork bun, 2 rib pieces, corn with butter, peanut noodles with shrimp, roasted potatoes, iced tea
drinks at a bar: cranberry oj
estimated calorie intake for the day: 900 calories
current weight: 101.5 lbs
okay...so i'm eating less cause i'm doing portion control but i can't seem to lose the weight...i hate this metabolism slowing down bullshit...maybe i should just give up hope and accept the fact that i'm just fat and if someone is to love me, they'll love me for the fact that i'm witty, funny, and have great style...
damn it...i can't admit defeat yet...i'll give myself another week and if i'm not down to 100 lbs., i'm just gonna give up and go back to eating whatever the fuck i want and however much i want...i mean...how hard is it to lose 3 fucking pounds? gosh...this sucks...
lunch: half of a fish filet sauteed in butter and garlic, half of a seafood enchilada, rice, and steamed veggies
dinner: rice with eggs and beef and beef chow fun with black bean sauce
shit i shouldn't have eaten: 3 sips of sprite, 10 pieces of popcorn, and 6 pieces of sour jack candy
i managed to avoid having ice cream but today was a very unhealthy day, and yes, i do hate myself...i must have consumed like 1000 calories...this is sooo going to set me back a couple of pounds...i hate myself...xoxox, Lo.
lunch: white rice with some filet mignon cubes and salt and pepper calamari
drink: 2 sips of a lipton iced raspberry tea [approximately 20 calories]
so far...i think i've consumed approximately 400 calories...i may be having pasta for dinner or a chicken salad with italian dressing...not sure yet...hmmm...
so for dinner, i had the rest of those garlic noodles and a small salad with light italian dressing...and a strawberry lemonade...if i were to guess the calories for my dinner, i would guess most likely 400 calories...
so my calorie intake for the day was approximately 800 calories...which is a good start...
current weight: 101 lbs.
pounds to lose: 3 lbs.
anyway, so over dinner, my friends and i discuss how we're gonna lose weight...she wants to lose 5 lbs. and i would personally like to lose 6 lbs. cause i'm obviously a whale...
my gf is gonna do it the healthy way by eating healthier and working out...i'm gonna go the posh spice route and attempt to not eat..okay...i'm lying, being anorexic is like sooo ten years ago...i'm just gonna cut my calories like by a lot and eat healthier...
for example, tonite, i'm gonna bake a chicken breast and have a salad...god, that sounds disgusting but yeah...i am completely focused...i mean, i can't fit into half of my jeans any longer...i mean, when did i just completely let myself go? this whole adult thing where your metabolism slows down completely sucks...
i mean, i used to be able to have hamburgers for breakfast and stil weigh 98 lbs. that was the life...now i'm attempting to eat healther, but i'm up at 101 lbs. i know...i'm a whale...i mean, i don't look heavy but i just don't understand why the extra 3 lbs. doesn't allow me to fit into my jeans...it's killing me...yeah, i could just buy new jeans but if i did that, it would mean that i'm accepting me as a fat girl and that is soooo not going to happen....and since i'm also a broke ass girl, blowing $200 for a pair of jeans isn't really a smart idea when i've got a mortgage to pay...it's like, do i wanna have hot jeans or a roof over my head? the old Lo would have opted to live in a cardboard box with hot designer jeans...but the new Lo is actually choosing a roof over her head...god...this adult thing sucks!!!
so since i am no longer partying and no longer have stories to tell...i'm gonna use my blog as my food diary...hopefully, it helps me stay focused and gets my sorry ass skinny...xxoxoxo, Lo.
prior to my trip, i had gotten food poisoining from eating a cheeseburger at mcDonald's so i am no longer eating at that nasty joint...i didn't get the stereotypical food poisoning symptoms...i just basically got nauseated and my stomach was uneasy for most of the weekend...but other that...i managed to stay alive...
oh yeah, i've also decided to take myself off the market...and so yes, i officially have a boyfriend and am currently working on something crazy called compromise and compromise, btw, suks...xoxox, Lo.
and so at the bar, i spend the next three hours cradling one drink...my gf was like, "that's a new you" cause i'm normally chugging my drink and having like two drinks cause i'm crazy like that...i even spent my evening being nice to this guy i was talking to vs. manbashing him as is typical Lo style...
and then i went home...wow...my evening was boring...this is the new boring Lo with no stories to tell...
okay...i guess i should be honest now...the reason why i'm covering up my body is that i am now officially fat and cannot be seen in public with my jelly rolls and my muffin top all out there...i'm surprised i even allow myself to be seen in public...so, as soon as i manage to lose the 10 lbs. that i desperately need to lose, i'll be back...back to dressing like a ho-bag and manbashing, that is...i miss myself...xoxoxo, Lo.
p.s. btw...the xoxoxxxo is for my sisters, friends, and future bf...
so i am cleaning up my act today and playing housewife...listening to good girl music where it talks about finding your true love versus hitting up the bitches and hoes and also doing laundry which is hot...god, my life is sooo boring!!!
i love boring...i am sooo ready to get my ass married...now i just need to get a potential husband...hahaha...i mean, i learned how to do laundry...what else do i need to know to be a great housewife? xxooxo, Lo.
....yeah...not cool...besides, that video in which the Hoff is drunk isn't even that bad...that's like me every other nite...what? r u telling me that's not how normal people spend their evenings? being drunk, rolling on the floor, and trying to shove food in their mouth? damn...hot damn...maybe i really need to hit a drug rehab program although i don't really do drugs...unless u count me taking motrin when i'm on my rag cause u know that's hot...i'm dangerous and trouble...watch out!!!
as soon as we got there, i do my normal routine of attempting to get trashed before the event began and since it was an open bar, there was no reason to not get trashed on a wednesday nite...
so i'm drinking my glass of white wine and of course, these two nerdy guys come up to us...i told one of the boys i was done with him and he could now go away but he didn't get the hint and was like, "can i still get your number?" and i was like, "no."
after that terrible experience, i needed to get another glass of wine...as of this point, i was quite drunk. my girlfriends wanted to find guys but i decided to stand there and let the boys come to me because that's how i roll...and so the boys immediately flocked to us and amazingly this time around, it was three cute boys...they were medical students at ucla and super hot but unfortunately, they were 23...too young for my sorry ass...and that's what i told the really cute guy talking to me...i told him i was like old enough to be his mother and he was like, age is just a number and i was like, wow...you're so naive and young...i immediately told him to not waste his time with a "woman" like myself and find "girls" his own age to talk to...
the rest of the nite was spent telling boys that i was too old for them and one guy who was italian called me "nasty" due to my bad attitude and i told him i wasn't "nasty" but rather, a "bitch"...somehow, this didn't stop him from following me around and fucking up my speed dating game...after an hour of boy bashing, my girlfriends and i decided to leave as we realized we weren't going to find the man of our dreams at this event...
we ended the night at hooters having chicken wings and a grilled cheese sandwich which topped off the nite perfectly...an ending to a beautiful day....xoxox, Lo.
anyway, people loved my food which is good and one client actually said my food was "orgasmic" which was like the best compliment...much better than, "your food sucks ass" cause that's not soo nice...
anyway, glad it's sunday...will be chilling today...getting a hair cut and catching blades of glory...can't wait...
okay...i have to go get ready...peace out!!! xoxo, Lo.
anyway, to make a long story short, i managed to not have any cavities although i have like 10 packs of sugar per day with my iced tea...but the dentist was like, i'm gonna have to quit sugar cause it caused all the tartar on my teeth which will eventually fuck up my gums...but other than that, my teeth was pretty perfect minus that dead tooth...that's life...always throwing you a curveball...
p.s. i'm still in love with stefy and timbaland!!!
on saturday, i hit jlounge with a bunch of friends and as my girls were in the bathroom, this guy asks me, "Where are your friends?"...and i was like, "They're in the restroom." and he was like, "Are they POOPIN'?" and i was like, what's up with this guy? why are boys soooo strange? and this is actually why i am seriously no longer dating, but rather, making "appointments" with them cause they're not even worth my time dating...i'd rather come home from a nite partying alone...i mean, why get action when i can be in bed alone, eat my cup o' noodles, and watch Cheaters?...that was the best nite ever...xoxo, Lo.
so anyway, i told her i plan on being married before turning thirty...yeah, i mean how hard is that? i just have to actually commit to a relationship like for more than a couple months...piece of cake...my current relationship has been going on for like "officially" almost a whole month...i think this one's a keeper...
so my sister and i were the only asians at this latino wedding which was cool because we were seated at this table with a bunch of single latino males which got pretty hot and heavy...and when i say hot and heavy, i really mean that they weren't talking to us and my sister and i partied by ourselves with one guy who was hitting on me buying us drinks...so with some booz in us, we hit the dance floor...some selena was playing which was cool because i've become quite obsessed with selena as of late...so while on the dance floor, this other guy comes over to me and asks me if he can cut in to dance with me...and this is where he gives me the cheesiest pick-up line i've ever heard...actually...this is how our conversation went down:
[Lo is dancing with someone]
Guy: can i cut in?
Lo: uh...okay...
Guy: when i saw you come in, i knew i was going to have to dance with you tonite.
Lo: yeah?
so, of course i had to dance with him...i danced with him for one song because, hey, there's only one of me to go around...besides, if i was gonna dance with him for another song, he was obviously just going to fall in love with me, propose marriage, and we'd have cute half hispanic half asian babies, and i wasn't really ready if i was ready for that...oh yeah, while we're dancing, he has his friends come over to take pictures of us...i mean, it was obvious these pictures were going to be used at the slideshow of our future wedding...besides, i have a boyfriend and i don't think my boyfriend would be cool with me marrying some other guy i met at a wedding without telling him...
and then i also managed to buy this really really cute marc jacobs dress...so there goes my no shopping resolution...damn!!!
...so now i've decided to post my new year's resolutions and hopefully i actually keep to them...so here they are:
1. lose weight, get down to 95 lbs.
2. exercise...and when i say exercise,
i really mean taking some hip hop
dance classes on a regular basis
3. quit shopping
4. maintain a relationship...or at least
be in one for at least a year...
5. save money
i guess that's pretty much it...other than that, i'm pretty perfect...ha ha...
...and then i also got a boyfriend for christmas which was quite unexpected...i mean, can you get a boyfriend for christmas? i've never received a boyfriend for christmas before...then again, i've never been single for christmas before...it was kinda cool...i could use a boyfriend...yeah, it may cramp my dating life but i was kinda single for a good two months...so anyway, i'm psyched about the boyfriend...i wish the boyfriend could have came wrapped in a cute red bow, but that wasn't the case...i wish i could have given all my single girlfriends boyfriends for christmas cause that was kinda cool i got one...
...but anyway, so those were the things i got for christmas...strange...i received teenager type of gifts and a boyfriend...i wonder if there are other people out there who got a boyfriend for christmas? hmmm...
the funny thing about partying in vegas for three days straight is that you bump into the same guys who hit on you at the various clubs and then you kinda have to remember the name you gave them...i was trying to do the commercial thing where the girls gave out different names but it ended up being kinda lame cause they don't remember your name anyway...
so the great thing about vegas besides hitting some fabulous clubs [managed to go to pure, tryst,and tao] was the fabulous stores at the forum...i completely heart the forum...okay, now i'm completely going on a tangent...totally need to be somewhat productive like plan my new year's outfit and relax...much love, xoxo xxxx oooo Lo.
other than that, i'm quite excited about hitting vegas for the holidays for the first time...planning on getting boozed up and when i say boozed up, i really mean, two drinks max...hey, i'm a cheap date...and when i say two drinks...i really mean two drinks for the entire weekend...
anyway, back to this zit...hopefully, it goes away...so not only am i now officially fat, i also have a zit...what did i do to deserve this? i swear, i've been somewhat good this year...and when i say somewhat good, i really mean, i wasn't really that bad...
been spending most of my day planning my new year's plans...so the plan is ... r u ready for this? i, Lo, plan on getting plastered...okay, i know, what else is new? i'm turning into a broken record cause that's all i ever do when i go out...i'm getting way too old for this shit...i gotta be serious and find myself a husband, ... if not a husband, someone who can get me preggers cause being preggers is sooo hot right now...
can you find the man of your dreams at a new year's party? i'm actually hoping for a "when harry met sally" moment when some lame ass dorky friend of mine comes rushing into the club i'll be at and tells me he is completely in love with me...and then i'm going to say to him..."hmmm...not into you cause i'd rather be an old maid or maybe even a bag lady with cats"...and once i say that, prince charming comes over, hands me a cosmopolitan that isn't spiked with some date rape drug, and wants me to have his baby...and i'm like, "sure, why not...my biological clock is ticking"...and we don't have to get married and my fantasy of having a baby will come true...and it'll be a cute baby too...
this is now why i am officially fat...this morning, i wolfed down two sausage mcMuffins because it tasted so damn good when it hit my lips...i couldn't help myself...i passed mcDonald's and had to stop by and get them...and since mcDonald's now takes credit cards, i felt i deserved it...there was no holding me back...
...i really should change my profile picture because that was a picture of me when i weighed 97 lbs. and now that i've hit the triple digits, i obviously don't look like that any longer...i'll try to get some new pictures of me taken when i hit vegas this weekend and upload those pics...i'll call those pics, me...as the fat girl...so be on the lookout for those...
since being single, i signed up for online dating for like a second. i quickly closed my account because i couldn't take the rejection. it was incredibly painful. now i know what it's like to be a person who gets rejected...it wasn't fun...i mean, the guys didn't even get a chance to see what i looked like and i totally got blew off...i mean, one of the questions was:
what is the most important quality you look for in a guy?
i wrote "that he's not a cheap bastard"
i mean, i thought it was funny but they probably took it to be me being a high maintennance gold digger...i mean, is that such a bad thing?
another question was:
what are the 5 things you can't live without?
i wrote:
1. my michael kors wedges
2. my bloomingdales bed sheets
3. my blue cult jeans
4. my cooking shoes
5. my granny panties
i thought this list would definitely pull in the guys...i mean, hey, i wear panties...doesn't that count for something?
the last question on the list was:
what are you looking for:
i wrote, "the man of my dreams"
gosh, guys are just getting way too complicated...
so due to my terrible luck at online dating, i'm now considering attempting speed dating next month but i'm quite unsure if i want to blow $40 on the off chance that i might meet my future husband. initially, i thought it would come with drinks but apparently drinks are separate...so basically, i'm looking at blowing $60 for the night which is basically dinner money for me for the entire month when i could hit a bar, get in for free, meet ten random strangers, and have them get me drinks...so by paying money to meet ten to fifteen different strangers, wouldn't that be like me paying for a prostitute? i'm not so sure if i'm ready for that...
back to the drawing board...
completely spending this glorious friday doing laundry...it's really exciting...sorting the clothes, putting it in the washer...so much stuff going on...okay...i'm bored..this laundry thing is killing me...how do people do it? i'm attempting to multitask by burning c.d.s and watch the telly but i'm still amazing bored...maybe i'll go weigh myself now...okay, i'm officially fat...i'm weighing in at 99 lbs. that explains why i'm having a hard time fitting into my jeans...gosh, how am i gonna live with myself...ha ha...i'm currently watching keith ablow and there's this sex therapist that's gonna be on whose last name is cox...ha ha...how apropos...okay, gotta take my mind out of the gutter...will be spending tonite grabbing dinner with a friend...okay i better go before i bore everyone about my quite boring day...

