Wow. It’s been a quite the 6 months of detaining my ass at home but today… as of 8:30AM, I was told that I could ‘cut it off’ (some of you guys will understand and some will be like WTF did he cut off?!) - FREEDOM! When I was told that, I didn’t immediately do it. I waited till 4:30PM before I actually detached myself. I video taped the ceremonious event. Time to actually live life again. NORMALLY. Back to the gym. Back to normalcy. FREE AT LAST. Time to put on those dancing shoes and of course… my jabawockeez mask.
It was actually tough to cut into the rubber. Inside the middle center area of the rubber ring, there was a thin metal wire. I guess that’s the tamper protection mechanism. FREEEEEEEE.
Well, it was another Sunday with nothing to do really. I spoke to one of my best friends, Donny, and did some catching up. I told him what happened recently and he was even gave me one of those “WTF” responses. “Dude you knew her like since 10 years ago, how the fuck does that make you a stalker?!” said my friend Donny. I told him everything since he knows more than any one else about the whole situation. Even he found “her” strange along with every one else that I spoken with and especially with that stalker comment she made. Oh and did I mentioned that I got a text message from her that said that she hated me…. not once but twice in 1 text message. If anyone should be hating anyone, it should be me hating “her.” She basically shut me out of her life and then insults me by calling me a stalker. If anyone should be apologizing, it should be her crazy ass. And it made me think back to a few times how she spoke about me with some faggot (pardon my french) and said that I need to be with an asian girl. Why? Because she thinks only asian girls believe in settling down and raising a family. And I’m sure she left out a lot of details when she was chatting with the faggot (pardon my french) like… i dunno… when’s the last time we seen each other?! Maybe if she told the faggot (pardon my french), then maybe he would reacted differently. I have every right to feel how I feel about her. But she will never understand it because she lives in her own little fantasy world. Am I being too harsh? Maybe. But if you were in my shoes, I guarantee you would feel the same. Like I said, there are only a select few that knows about us entirely from years ago. And my boy Donny is definitely one of those people.
After all that talk about “her”, we caught up with what else has been going on with our lives. He has been building up his culinary skills. Which was cool to hear because I am a rising Iron Chef myself (haha). So we ended up talking about how we made our pizzas, similar recipe but he uses a bit more flour than I do. So I decided to give it a go. I started making pizza. And the end result… awesome as usual….
From scratch… How? You ask.
Disolve 1 packet of yeast in warm water (about 10 mins) Then add:
3 cups of unbleached BREAD flour
1tsp Salt
1tsp Sugar
2Tbsp Olive Oil
Mix it till it turns into a dough ball then cover it in a coat of olive oil
Warm up your oven a little bit and turn off the heat, cover the dough with a damp cloth,
and let it rise (about 1 hour)
When it’s done, kneed it and then put on your toppings and put it in the oven 400degrees for about 15 minutes or to your liking.
You can thank me later. Care for a slice? Yummyyyyyy
Today I was woken up at 6:25AM by a knock at my door from my brother telling me it was 6:30AM and well… I slept the 5 minutes off. Took a shower, felt tired as hell, brushed my teeth, and all that other good stuff. Since I’ve been carpooling (with my brother) for awhile now… I have to wake up earlier now. I miss those days where I woke up an hour later. Prior to leaving for work, I forgot to bring my Lotemax eyedrops for my eye inflammation (from my contact lenses) so I headed back inside but I couldn’t find it so I won’t be applying any eyedrops till tonight. Plus getting out of shape doesn’t help either. I actually weighed myself last night and I actually told myself “Holy sh*t, You’re a fat ass!” So the obvious thing to tell myself is to hit the gym right? Well, not really. Due to some personal issues for the past few months (let’s call it an ankle injury for now), My out-of-shape-ness has been getting out of control. Once my personal issue is over with, I’m hitting the gym again. And did I mention that I have a really painful ingrown toe nail?! After my “ankle injury” - I think I’m going to see the doctor to have it fixed (yikes! I’m going to have only half a nail left). It’s been like this for awhile, I just been withstanding the pain. Jesus, I just realized how many things are wrong in my life in that last paragraph… Not to mention the stuff that I left out.
But work wise, it’s been rather OK i guess… Work load is finally starting to ease up a bit. Thank god the spring break season is over. I’m starting to feel burnt out. I can’t remember the last time I even had a real vacation… I been with this company for over a year now. Last year, I took 1 week of vacation time and it was not for vacation purposes. Plus the job before that (8 months), I only took 1 day off. I’m seriously in dire need of a vacation. I just finished this google maps page for my company. It’s funny how it came about… my boss gave me 30 minutes to research the functionality and I ended up learning the API in that short amount of time. But the result was very satisfactory and alot of the head honchos at the company liked it. I learn things fairly quickly when I apply myself. I guess it’s my gift and my curse. And yesterday I sent out a newsletter email to 594,000+ subscribers and traffic to the company website tripled plus sales were up 50% over last year. Ah, how sweet does that sound. I remember last year, we had like low 400k subscribers. I guess I am pretty good at what I do. My job also requires a lot of research, I have so many webpages opened that I tend to run out of memory (2GB @ 800mhz) fairly quickly. Let’s see I have IE7 with 15 tabs opened and Firefox with 97 tabs opened. Not including all the other apps I have to use. Can we say MULTITASKER? Oh another thing, I sort of closed my myspace page last night. I’m not going into details so “no comment.”
I had about 3 meetings today. I found out that our information systems guy is leaving the company so we’re trying to make sure we’re ready for any kind of impact. So it’s been quite the busy day. And one of our CTO’s (Chief Technical Officer) had me help him write up (or update rather) some document on logging website metrics. It was very last minute and he wanted it done very quickly. I did it in 10 minutes. Not too shabby. Plus he gave me props in the email to everyone. Finally, recognition. But overall, it was a semi-exhausting day. Then I came home to watch the Celtics beat the Suns by a huge margin. Let’s bring home a NBA championship!
I’m going to get ready for bed, goodnight and godspeed. (whatever that means)
I found an amusing video about relationships entitled “I guess you’ll do” by Mike Polk. Some people consider it as “The Sad Truth.” It basically shows what a relationship turns into in the eyes of the creator or the woman narrator or who knows. Well, I’m not entirely sure if this were to be taken seriously or if it was just a joke. But I’m sure there are some people in the world that thinks this way. Here’s an excerpt from some guy by the name of Daftgopher which basically sums it up:
The sardonic nature of this cartoon completely reduces what should be a joyful experience to a mechanized template for how to live one’s life. Do you honestly believe the next 60 years of your life are so easily reduced to some kind of mundane, depressing timeline? Do you expect your relationship with your husband/wife to be as mechanically simple as the one described here? Sometimes we forget that the journey is often richer than the destination and the small day-to-day concerns and memories shared with our loved ones constitute our joyful experiences. This cartoon treats the act of having children as a muted plot point in one’s life rather than a tremendous joy, whereas losing your bitchin’ basement bar as your friends go one to share in the joy of having kids themselves is apparently some kind of epic tragedy.
The joy of relationships is not in how much we lose in compromise - compromise is a sign of trust and appreciation for the other in the relationship. Above all, it is the absolutely honest and selfless practice of learning what makes your partner truly unique and how to care for someone besides ourselves. It’s not about scaling the loss of our personal aspirations on some hypothetical rubric - it’s about what is unquantifiable. Two people in a healthy relationship do not compromise out of despair, but out of the purest and most selfless love for the other. This is far superior to an apathetic love based on the lie of complete and fleeting infatuation. If you can find someone you can really know, learn all their ups and downs, and love them not in spite of their positives/negatives, but because of them, you’ll have a healthy relationship on your hands.
Also, if some bitch told me I was lacking in creativity and that she held similarly pessimistic views for our prospective children…well, she wouldn’t be the one having my children.
Cubicle rather. This is where I work. If I’m not home, I’m there. It took me 26 years to actually find something I like doing. I’ve been here for over a year now. People are nice. And my accomplishments are recognized. I’m sort of a big deal (LOL). Sometimes it gets stressful to the point where I want to leave, but I just end up treating it like a balancing act. Good vs. Bad.
Prior to this job, I use to work as an infosec admin at a financial establishment (we’ll call it Some Stupid Company for privacy purposes) under a micromanaging psychopathic boss (we can call her Dumb Cunt for privacy purposes) who has no clue about info security and enjoyed bossing people around. I actually had a confrontation with her once and told her how I felt about her but nothing changed. I don’t understand how those people can even work the positions that they hold. So I ended up leaving. After that, I realized that I will never work in a corporate environment ever again.
All I leave you with is the following:
1. Understand self worth
2. Balance everything (Thanks Laneezy)
3. If all else fails, pick up a box of newports
P.S. They finally decided to upgrade my PC at work, I’m running a Quad-Core setup at work now. Hehe.
I hestitated a bit, but I think there’s no better way for me to introduce myself in my blog other than giving you readers some excerpts of my life. There’s plenty to write but I only given you part 1 of my life - I’ve updated the “About” section of my site where you can read part 1 of a soon to be complete “About Me.” I hope you enjoy the read as it is very personal and hopefully captivating to you.
My life and/or experiences relate way too well with some of the songs I like. I guess it’s fair to say that “we’re all human.” The resemblence to the things that have been going on is amazingly accurate to these songs. And lately, I find myself listening to older songs because I feel music haven’t been the same since the 1990’s. Or… maybe I’m just old. Who knows? It’s been a tough week for me. Work-wise, personal life-wise, etc. etc. - I need to spend some time and just blank out all the things going inside my head. Shut the world out. Remember to check out the video section to check out some classics…
Lauryn Hill - Ex Factor is such an amazingly well done song. God, what ever happened to her??
