Its beginning to feel a lot like Christmas..

I havent had such a good Christmas in years! I usually spend Christmas by myself (moping - because its also my dad's bday, who passed away) or I get to tag along with someone else's family and pretend Im part of theirs. Or, if I have a boyfriend, I spend it with them and get to receive a whole one present (that's usually cheap junk). I know, I know.. Christmas is about giving. Dont get me wrong, I do my fair share of giving and I do it well. But its still nice to receive too. This year I spent it with Robert's family and even though most of them I had just met, they still treated me like I was part of their family and like theyve known me the whole time. They were all so nice and I actually got gifts that I wanted. He has such a beautiful family too. This year felt like what Ive wanted since I lost my parents.. a snowy but warm Christmas with family.

Christmas Eve I bought myself a present - a 2005 Ninja 250. Its not exactly the bike that I wanted but I plan on dropping it a few times so I didnt want to get a good brand new bike. Its not that ugly, but ugly enough to where if I dropped it I wouldnt get really mad lol. Getting it was a hassle (left in the middle of work to go to the bank, loaded it up in the snow, unloaded it in the snow, found out that the battery died AFTER it was unloaded which meant Jake couldnt ride it home so it was loaded back into the truck and unloaded again at his house) but Im sure itll be well worth it. I will have pictures up sometime when its not freezing outside.

Biker chic

I mentioned before that Robert's Christmas present from me was a motorcycle course class. We woke up at 5 a.m. that Saturday and left the house at 6 a.m. to be there by 7 a.m. It was held at a football stadium and when we got there it was still dark and there were only a couple cars. I didnt exactly know where we were supposed to be (there are two parking sides to a football stadium) so I ended up driving around on one side, and then went and drove on the other side. Robert was confused and trying to guess at what I was doing the whole time, and even told me that if we were really playing football at 7 a.m. that he was going to be pissed. At ten til 7, parked in the lot, I popped the truck of my car and told him that there was a hint of what his present was in there. A little boy about to arrive at Disney World. All it took was a glance at motorcycle jackets and helmets.

Ok, let me just first say that what I was expecting was completely different from what really went on. I had been nervous about this since I first signed up for the classes but everyone reassured me that it was easy and that "stupidity" was expected from the trainers and that everyone else there would be just as inexperienced as me. NO. I was the ONLY girl there and the ONLY one that had NEVER EVER driven a bike. Everybody else in there, including Robert, already knew how to ride and were only there to get a license. It was extremely uncomfortable. The bike (cruiser) was heavy as hell and I couldnt hold it up. I laid the bike twice on day one; everytime the bike leaned Id put my foot down to try to hold it up but it was too heavy. I was so embarrassed and felt so stupid that I tried to just quit (I dont think my confidence wouldve been so low if I had just one other inexperienced person with me)..

So they switched me to a damn scooter.

Day two wasnt as bad, and long story short I passed the course. Yesterday Robert and I woke up bright and early to take the written test at the DMV. I made 100% and he made 74%. I am now motorcycle licensed and I am so glad its over!

You give yourself too much credit

Dear [insert name here],
If I dont want to be your friend, you cant make me be your friend. I like to surround myself with honest people and you are very far from that. You are the most negative person I know, actually. You talk shit behind EVERYONES back, including mine, and then you expect me to be nice to you, play/joke around with you, and tell you my personal shit as if you were my friend.

NOT HAPPENING.
I do not have "dumbass" or "kiss ass" written all over my face.

It was you that said to me "If you cant say anything nice, dont say anything at all." You are a two faced hyprocrite and I seriously cant stand to be around you. If you have to tell everyone that youre such a nice and honest person then most likely youre a rotten ass person but you tell everyone different to try to convince yourself that youre not what you really are. Pathetic. When you want to complain about me, make it because Im not doing something job-wise, not friend-wise. Bitch.

Typical Tina

As most of you know already, I come in a pair. But my twin sister Tina and I are nothing alike. That goes for pretty much EVERYTHING. She sent me an email about getting to her doctor's appointment that I thought was freaking HILARIOUS so I thought I would share (you will have to actually know her to think this is funny):


"Brent had to wake up at 430 this morning for his first client so I left the house at 5am and couldn’t go back to sleep once I got home.

So then my alarm goes off right as I was finally about to fall asleep – then I couldn’t get up.

So then I’m late for work and rushed out of the house to make it to my appt on time – realized that I forgot my phone at home – hesitated on whether to go back but didn’t bc then I’d be really late for my appt.

Traffic on 75 so I took a detour and it was the wrong detour – I was going to be there literally RIGHT ON TIME.

I’m on 75 and walnut yielding to oncoming traffic on service road and he rear ends me.

This makes me late. Write down all his crap but didn’t get to take pics because I left my phone at home… the phone I didn’t go get because I didn’t want to be late – how ironic.

Didn’t have time to lash out on him but it was an accident anyway.

Accident happened two min from the dr’s office. I get there and there’s only one spot open. The stupid suburban was the size of texas so they had to do a 10 point turn to wiggle out of the parking spot. Meanwhile someone pulls up behind him on the other side but I’m already there with my blinker on. She decides to steal my spot. THAT’s when my anger came.

So I pull up behind her and wait for her to exit. You can see her siloutte doing shit in her car bc she’s too pussy to come out. So I put my shit in park and wait – hell, I’m already f’n late.

So she opens her door and I say “did you not fucking see me sitting there the whole time with my f’n blinker on because I’m sure you did!”

She leans out of her car and says “don’t cuss at me! You better watch your mouth!”

And I say “how bout you get your white trash ass to learn some f’n courtesy!??!”

She says “you need to clean out your mouth young lady!”

And I say “YES MOM!!” and drive off.

We prob said some other stuff but my adrenaline was too high to remember.

Then I go park really far and I’m walking extremely fast to make it to my appt. and I see her coming up to the building too. She sees me and starts walking faster and I just keep my pace [and you know how I can walk fast lol]

So then I open the doors and I’m in the building and catch her last foot running into the elevator. She was probably pushing the button vigorously to close it and I said “yeah you better fucking run…”

LOL! I was so PISSED. She had a beat up miata convertible with duct tape all over the windows to seal out the rain/air."

HAHAH I love it!

Holiday spirit

The holidays are apparently getting to me. Im doing things that I dont normally do, like cooking. For some strange reason Ive been so into wanting to cook that Ive created a profile at allrecipes.com and added recipes to my "recipe box" so that I can pull it up when I have that urge to make something. I have already made three pumpkin breads. For me, thats insane. This last one I just made has cranberries in it. It was taken with my shitty camera phone but doesnt it still look delish? Mmm..

Another thing Ive been doing is shopping online. So far Ive found a leather motorcycle jacket at Victorias Secret (well, actually I want the whole outfit the model is wearing) and some shoes that I want from Bebe that total up to about $500 in all. They will not be on my Christmas wishlist nor will I buy them but I cant stop going back to gawk at them. Look at those damn shoes. They are simple yet so cute and I bet theyre a bitch to walk in but who cares when your feet look good.

Off topic, heres an update on the Twlight Saga.. I am now on the last book and although everyone says its the best one of them all I have accomplished reading 95 pages in a little over a week. Go me.

Cha ching

Lately Ive been thinking about all the things I want for 2010 and they all involve money. Its actually kind of stressing. Here is the list that I want to do/need to save up for:

- Pay off all my debts which include my braces. This one shouldnt be that hard to do and will probably be done in January.
- Buy a PS3 because my DVD player is on its last legs. (And a Wii if Robert doesnt get that for me for Christmas.)
- Buy that Nook (see post below.)
- Trip to New Jersey in May for Robert's graduation (if we're still together then.)
- Buy a motorcycle, cash. Whats the point in getting my motorcycle license this month if Im not planning on buying one?
- Buy new furniture from West Elm and finally pretty up my apartment.
- I need cookware, bad. Not pots and pans, but the rinky dink shit like wooden spoons etc.
- Trip to Hong Kong with Tina in October.

Thats all I have so far. Im sure the list will get longer within a week. With my saving habits it shouldnt be too hard, but shit always gets in the way (like spending $320 on Circ du Soleil tickets because everyone wanted me to front the money. I still havent been paid back.) Sometimes I wish I had a suga daddy. Yeah right.

Nook

Technology never seizes to amaze me. This is the Nook, "The world's most advanced eBook reader." Its basically the iPod of books. It sold me instantly. I love reading books in my spare time but lately Ive been borrowing books from my friends for two reasons: My bookshelf at my apartment is full and I HATE having to pack and move my books with me every time I move. And I move a lot. You can find one of these at barnesandnoble.com for $259. Will this be on my Christmas list? I think so.

TEAM uhh.. WEREWOLF!

Ive never been a fan of vampires and love stories. I didnt find Interview with the Vampire or Queen of the Damned great movies like everyone else did. Amy and I were hanging out one day when she busts out with "Sara, youre going to hate me when I tell you what book Im reading." I told her it couldnt be that bad and she responded, "No, seriously. Youll ditch me as a friend."

It was Twilight, and yes - I did roll my eyes, say "OMG!" and laughed at her. And then, after all that, she convinced me to consider reading it. I think it was the whole "I read all four books in two weeks!" that got me.

That conversation was brought up to a coworker at Walgreens and she said that she read all four books in two weeks too and described how great it was. "I have them all still, Ill let you borrow them if you want." Thats when I gave in.

The first book took me well over a month. It was so long that Amy told me that I should just give up. Im not one to give up easily on books, so I got myself to finally get through Twilight. New Moon took me about 3 weeks to a month, and Im about to finish up on Eclipse. Eclipse wasnt nearly as torturing as the first two.. Im sure a lot of that had to do with it being more of a war-turned-ally between vamps and wolves than it was the love part of it all.

Let me just get one thing off my chest real quick. Kristen Stewart, aka Bella Swan, is one of the worst actresses ever. She falls in the Kirsten Dunst catagory with me, and that is BAD. I rented Twilight and pretty much rolled my eyes through the whole movie. Literally. I knew New Moon would be horrendous too but I went ahead and went with Amy to see it. It was a little better (mainly because it had some sort of action), but they seriously need to consider getting rid of Kristen Stewart. Ugh.

My recommendation: wait til New Moon comes out on DVD. I will never understand the Twilight craze. Oh, and TEAM JACOB!

Ants in my pants!

I know, its been quite a while. Ive been slacking miserably but lets concentrate on other things. I cant believe the holidays are coming so quickly. It seems just yesterday was Halloween, and now next week will be Thanksgiving. Christmas is going to come and go. I dont exactly like how the weather has been these past few years during winter.. I mean I love how its not too cold and not too hot but its WINTER! The holidays should be cold and gloomy outside so that it seems more warm and loving inside. Maybe Im just weird? My uncle is coming down the week of Thanksgiving and I couldnt be more excited for it. Home cooked Vietnamese food is ALWAYS welcomed! Christmas should be interesting this year too - for Robert's Christmas present I bought us motorcycle classes. Im antsy about it considering Ive been a fan of crotch rockets for a long time but deep down Im terrified. Youd understand if you ever saw me riding a bicycle. Im not really good at it since I havent really ridden one since I was [what?] ten. I do the whole "nervous around cars" and wiggly thing HAHA. Whoever said youll always remember how to ride a bike once youve learned is WRONG. Or maybe its just that Im retarded. New Years will be.. eh. Ive never really been big on New Years. Then comes February. Screw Valentine's this year - Im going to the Circ du Soleil's Alegria show! It is actually my sister, Ann's, birthday present from me. Oh man am I excited!

A New Jersey trip in May and a Hong Kong trip in October is up in the air. The start of 2010 is going smoothly so far, so Im hoping next year will be a better year for me.

Circus

I cant believe I didnt take my camera to the Britney Spears Circus concert last night. After all, I did wait TEN years to finally go to her concert. It sucks sometimes though when people wait SO long for something and then when it finally comes its not so great. Ive been sick since Wednesday, like seriously, sick. I had to take two days off work because my whole body was sore, I couldnt move, I couldnt for the life of me stay awake, and I kept getting headaches/migraines. So, when the Britney Spears concert day came I was still sick, not as bad but enough to have absolutely no energy to get pumped up. The beer didnt help much either. The good thing is that being sick was basically the only thing that sucks. The concert was awesome and it made me want to keep going to her shows from now on. When I wasnt enjoying her, I was enjoying the people around me. Almost all of the girls had heels on. I can wear heels, but to a concert?? I mean these bitches were wearing clothes that youd wear to a "high class" club. There are crowds and steps and beer spilling. The girl next to me kept dancing like a chicken so I was watching her at one point and I looked down and she was BARE FOOT! CAN WE SAW EW?! Talk about white trash. She wasnt the only one though..

If you cant sport the heels, then dont bring the heels. Bitches.

Ive been thinking a lot lately about how I need to change things in life. Im not exactly a really positive person and I get that from things that happened in the past and things that happen now. Working at a pharmacy is stressing as hell, especially now because winter season is starting. People think its all just counting pills and selling prescriptions but its so much more than that. EVERYONES problem is YOUR problem. For example, when someones insurance doesnt work its my fault, I get bitched at and I need to fix it asap. Its almost like all these adults have no sense of responsibility. Yesterday a patient called to see if her doctor had authorized refills for her medication. When I told her that her doctor hadnt, she got an attitude with me saying this was ridiculous and I wasnt doing my job and that she only had one more pill. UM hello? Since when was it my fault that someone decided to wait until the last minute to refill her prescriptions and why is it my fault that her doctor hasnt called to fill the prescription?? Every time I work there I have to bite my tongue. Hard.

So its really irritating that I have to deal with that shit all damn day, and I come home to two people who have been at my apartment all day (my apartment as in my name is the only one on the lease) laying around on the couch and talking about how theyre soooo tired and lazy from not doing shit all day. I mean seriously. And of all people they complain about this to is the person who BUSTS HER ASS AT WORK 7 DAYS A WEEK so that they can have a place to chill out and not do shit but watch TV. It just puts me in a much worse mood everytime I hear it (yes, its a repeating conversation every weekend) and again, I have to bite my tongue. Hard.

I need something positive. Now, please.

I have always told myself that I would never have a kid because besides the fact that I do not like kids in general, it connects you to someone else for life. I have never liked (or should I say loved) anyone enough to want to be connected to them for life. The thought of being connected to my most recent ex boyfriend makes me feel disgusted. I made the mistake of having a "kid" with him. Its not a human kid but rather an object. He is the only ex boyfriend I have ever not wanted to be friends with anymore. I dont care to know how hes doing or what hes up to. I dont even care to know if hes dead or alive. He has burnt that bridge. I dont intend to ever communicate with him again but for some reason he still keeps texting me. His last text was supposed to be offensive but I actually laughed at it. Its really hard for someone to truly offend me. It would probably be a bad idea to get into a verbal fighting match with me too because I can get straight up dirty.

I wonder how his wife likes her engagment ring because Im pretty sure it was the same ring bought for me. Can we say WHITE TRASH? Its amazing how long a relationship can last because of pure comfort. I remember the conversations I had with my sister during the final days of our relationship. It went as follows:

Ann: Why are you with him?
Sara: Because Ive invested too much time and money into this relationship.
Ann: Well there you go, your answer wasnt "Because I love him" so you need to leave.

I myself didnt even see it that way and thats pretty sad. As Im writing this Im also wondering why Im even taking the time to put my thoughts down about him since hes not worth any of it, but Ive came to the conclusion that Im only writing this because of boredom and the fact that I havent posted in a good while. One of the best things I ever did in life was move the fuck out of Rockwall, away from him.

Yesterday was my birthday, I am now 25 years old. I dont feel old nor do I look old. My boss bought me a cake from Eatzi's and its probably one of the best cakes Ive ever seen and had. Its one of those melt-in-your-mouth rich layered chocolate cakes. Mmm, I think when Im done with this post Im going to go have me some. After work, the Tran Clan + Robert went out to eat Thai. I made a promise to myself that I would go out and party with Tina afterwards because there would be free booze. Of course, I broke that promise. My excuse was the usual.. I have to work early in the morning. Ugh, Im 25 and I act 45.

This tax free weekend thing is way out of hand. I absolutely hate it. If people actually sat down and thought about how much they save they would realize that the long lines and crowds are not worth it. Spending $100 means saving $8. Spending $500 means you save $40. Seriously Id rather just pay the 8 bucks for the convienence of not seeing people or standing in line.

My hair is about done dying, I actually did it myself this time. Im about to go to the movies to see Inglorious (sp?) Bastards with Graeme and Robert so I better hurry on up!

Originally I wasnt going to post anything about the river trip that went on this past weekend but I actually had a request for it. The start off was good. Robert and I drove the supposed-to-be 4 hours down to Austin in 6 hours because of our stops and when we got there I watched the boys pitch the tents while I sat my happy ass in a lawn chair. Ususally every year I hit up 6th Street on Friday but this year we went to the Riverwalk instead. It was a nice change and Ill probably want to do that again next year. After we got back I went into the tent to sleep while the boys stayed up and somehow earned myself 4 ant bites in the face and 2 on my thighs. I guess I shouldve stayed up too. Saturday we woke up and had our big breakfast (before I got into my bathing suit, gross) and then floated down the river. To make a horrible story happier and a long story shorter, Robert and Paco proved exactly what anger rage + drinking looked like. I was so embarrassed that when I got back to the campsite I pulled my lawn chair away from everyone and cried for a few minutes. Sunday I watched the boys pack up in silence and then Robert and I headed back to Dallas. The station we found that played 90's music made up for the bad night before. We made a pit stop at Round Rock Outlet Mall which is where I found a pair of dope Pumas that I didnt buy. Its now biting me in the ass because I cant stop thinking about them and I will probably go on a hunt for them here in Dallas soon. This happens EVERY TIME I want something and dont get it because I think its too expensive at the time. I get obsessed with it and spend every free minute trying to find it and then decide I will pay even more than what I originally saw it for just to have them. The only explaination I have to this is that Im retarded.

In better news, this morning I woke up at 6 a.m. coughing up blood. Hopefully this will not eventually turn into Hospital Event #5.

My sister sent me a picture the other day via email so I thought I would share:


Say hello to my dog Sugar, who I miss dearly. Dont you just love her smile?

Note to self: Do not ever drive again when youve got a really bad migraine and youve just eaten.
Today I was sitting at my computer doing the usual work when I started to see spots. I took my glasses off, rubbed my eyes, sat there for a few and then I went to go eat lunch. At lunch I started to feel the headache in my eye so I took an Excedrine Migraine. Thirty minutes later I was back at my desk, lights off and windows closed. I told the boss and she said I could go home. Keep in mind that I live in Garland and work in Uptown. That was probably the longest drive of my life - with the sun shining in my already hurting eyes and the bumpy ass road jumbling all that food in my stomach. It was so bad that when I got home I had to call Robert and tell him to make sure the door was unlocked, but with my luck I got stuck behind 2 people going up the same flight of stairs.

I ran in, dropped all my stuff, and went at it. I took some Imitrex and Promethazine afterwards and went to lay down. Not even 10 minutes later I was back in the bathroom hanging over that toilet seat. Shit, there went my Imitrex and Promethazine. It finally ended after a good sleep. Boy did it feel good to just sleep..

Lately my body has been feeling like it wants to completely shut down. I feel like a 24 year old in a 70 year olds body. For some reason, no matter what I do, I cant ever sleep in. If I know Im going to have time to sleep in late, Ill turn off all my alarms and put my phone on vibrate. The last time I tried to sleep in late my sister, Tina, decided she wanted to call me at 8 a.m. She rarely even calls me at all, but when she does its always around 10-12 to ask if I want to go with her to lunch. It made me wonder why, of all the days that should could call so early, she picked THAT day. For the past 2 nights Ive been waking up to my other sister Lisa's 5 a.m. alarm while she sleeps right through it. Today I didnt have to be at work until 1 p.m. but Lisa knocked on my door at 8 a.m. to tell me that I needed to wake up for work because normally on weekdays Im working at the law firm. I ended up kind of slamming the door shut and now that I think about it I will probably regret that when I really do sleep in late by accident.

Seriously people, I work 7 days a week. My body is in desperate need of sleep, so dont bother me until after 10 a.m.

Its days like this that make me wonder whether going back full time to Walgreens is a good idea or not. I dont think Ive mentioned it yet, but long story short - Im going back full time to be a Sr. Tech. Ive been there for 5 years (dont you like my 5 year pin? I dont) and its beaten me down plenty of times. Today there was a floater pharmacist and he kept asking me things that he should know, or to make decisions that should be based on him and not me. It gets extremely busy when someone cant pull their own weight but Ive gotten used to running around. That doesnt mean Ive gotten around to liking it though. There were no time for breaks which meant there were no time to eat. By the time I started driving home my stomach felt horrible, and by the time I got home I was gagging (literally) from hunger. As much as I hate it I seem to keep pushing myself to be better at work to just work more period whether it be at the pharmacy or at the law firm.

Now lets get something clear. Robert does not live with me. He DOES have the key to my apartment and he IS there more than I am, but he does not officially live with me. We are talking about moving to Lubbock so he can go to school but the only thing I can really get out of that is that I could probably go to school too. Plus they have a pharmacy school out there if I wanted to pursue that. But all that is long term so who knows. Hes still finishing up his school for now and Im still working hard as usual.
The river trip is just a few days away. Robert is more excited about it than I am which is kind of weird. I guess Im just iffy about it because of the tents we'll be in. Im dreading the heat, sweat, and dirtyness but what girl wouldnt? Anyway, there will be tons of pics to share which is a good thing since Robert and I need more recent pictures together. My stomach is feeling kind of queasy again.. ugh. Time to go.

What a coincidence. Yesterday when Robert and I were heading to Academy to buy a tent for our river trip I pointed Zenna out to him and told him that I wanted to try the place. Today, before I left for work, I caught Lisa on the phone with our cousin, Daniel. Later on, a little bird told me that Lisa was planning on going out, so when asked where she was going she replied "To Zennas." I invited myself, of course. I was very happy to see Daniel and the food was awesome. It was a fun night with mostly girl gossip (sorry about that, guys) and Ashley even earned herself a new boyfriend. The best part was when they brought out the Chinese Dragon for someones birthday. I havent seen one of those since I was a little girl. I will definately be going to that place again.

Heres another go at it. I remember back when it was all about Greymatter. Then it went from Greymatter to LiveJournal. Sometimes I wonder if LiveJournal got so big because of those that lacked their own websites to have Greymatter, or if it was because you had to be advanced in your webdesign skills to "install" Greymatter onto your site. Whatever the reason, those were the good 'ol webdesign days - up until everyone figured out what MySpace was. I remember when I first signed up for MySpace.. I thought it was the dumbest thing anyone could get. Nobody I knew had it. And then it blew up so I quit LiveJournal and moved the blogging to MySpace blogs. But the main thing that turned me away from MySpace were the layouts. The bad music everyone had. The thousands and thousands of pictures on everyones actual profiles (not in the albums) that loaded way too slow. The unmatched layout/text/color combination. I could go on and on. So I finally quit blogging there, or doing anything on there for that matter, and now Im here. I realize BlogSpot has been around for a while. I bet I knew before you did. But still.. goodbye Greymatter, LiveJournal and MySpace. Hello BlogSpot.