Dead-o.

My car died on Saturday. I don't know if it will be revived. I hope so, or maybe I'll get a new one. Other than that, I guess i will have to be bumming rides once again.
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Pasalubong.

So after trying to figure out how to spell that word [took me a good 5 minutes], I have a story. By the way, that word [pasalubong] means like a souvenir. So my friend, Justin, went to Hawai'i and asked me what i wanted. Of course, I was being modest, you know, not asking for anything. But he said to name something, and after some thought, I asked for a pineapple from the Dole plantation, because the Dole Plantation is only in Hawai'i! I figured he wouldn't be able to get it since it was food, and all those restictions that they have on the airplanes... yad-yad-yada.
Well anyways, so I this past Friday, I see Justin [after quite a while] and I am surprised by a pineapple from the Dole Plantation! WOW... I actually didn't think he would get me one. But to my surprise, he did! I wanna eat it, but I don't. We'll see what I do in the coming days.
THANKS JUSTIN!!!




That pineapple better be from the plantation, or I'd be really disappointed =/

LAA-DEE-DAA...

laa-laa-laaaaaa... i am done with summer school! YIPIDEE-YEEEEEEEEEE-HAW! my professor would always sing, "Laa-laa-laa..." while he was setting up for lab. I just finished my first-ever, college summer course. and i must be one to say that it was as bad as it was cracked up to be. i only had to concentrate on one subject, although it was a chapter a day. mehh.. whatever i am done!

Plans for my first weekend of summer:
Saturday... i plan to relax and head off to Fairfield. There, my family on my mother's side will commemorate the 4th year anniversary of my Uncle Boy's death. i know it may sound like something sad, but it really isn't. Uncle Boy had salvation. He knew where he was going when he died. Although it may have been the most sudden death I have ever personally experienced, it was one that brought friends and family together. I remember walking down the halls of ICU, staying up late, living in the waiting room for 5 days, sleeping at his empty house. I havan't shed a tear about him since that year, and now I am. I miss my uncle and him always calling me "Baby Girl." I can never appreciate anyone else calling me that now. Wow, this blog's direction has turned around. But yes, I will be heading to Fairfield to be with family and my cousins, whom I haven't seen since my debut 2 years ago.

Sunday... i know i have church, but i think i'm attending the meeting about the family retreat. i really don't know what i am doing there, but i like to listen to the adults make fun of each other in tagalog. it exercises my bilingual mind.

gahhhh... summmer just started and i feel like it's almost at an end. I need to UTILIZE this time! Jess's cotillion is this coming friday [not tomorrow] and i don't feel prepared, and not yet too excited [unlike laura's last year]. gahhh i need to rest.

My Guilty Pleasure.

Oh man. Do I have a guilty pleasure or what?! So ever since the end of my senior year in high school back in '05, I started to wear sunglasses on a regular basis, during lunch, during car rides... etc. once i graduated i got these cool ass Chanel wannbe ones, but i broke them. But it was only last year where my bad luck with sunglasses ended. So many times before, i had lost a pair in Disneyworld, lost a pair [but found it after] at the Boardwalk, left a pair in a TapEx Ritz goes to [thank God they recognize her and gave it to her]. I broke like 3 pairs because of screws, cheap-o-ness and the fact that i don't take care of them. Well last year I put an end to that!

So I bought these cool sunglasses from Anchor Blue because they reminded me of my old Chanel's, but different. However, I hated the fact that people could see my eyes since I love to look at people when I walk around State's campus. I couldn't stare at people when they could so me! So I got a new pair, one where it was still trendy and cheap... thanks to Regina and her pointing out of New York & Co. However, that was still not enough. That summer my mom convinced me into getting a pair of REAL Gucci sunglasses because she bought one and wanted the other one too. So she told me to buy them so we could switch [that sneaky fox!]. Well, those sunglasses became my baby. I love those sunglasses to death, but i needed a pair that I could throw around and not realy care about, so thank God Tito Ron get me a pair of cute sunglasses as a souveneir from Vegas. I could mess around with that pair all I want, but i kept it in a case just in case... because of my bad luck.

But today, I woke up bright and early just to go meet up with Doods and Monick for Nordstrom's Anniversary sale @ 7 am. Not only did they have free donuts, but there was a mad sale for sunglasses. SOOOOOO... of course I would be dumb not to look, and I found a pair of Gucci's and a Juicy's, but i decided to buy the Gucci's because they were black and I needed a black pair. Not only were they on sale, but they were less than $100!!! mayn do I love my sunglasses... What can I say... they're my guilty pleasure.
I must say that I am the biggest dork in the world for taking a picture with all my sunglasses on... doing the Blue Steele look. LOL at me.

This is going to be a busy week.

As I TRY to quickly email Ate Joy the list of attendees and their email's, I get distracted by trying to import my hotmail contacts to my gmail account. And then reading my fellow bloggers', Regina and Selene, blogs. On the radio my summer theme song has just ended, you know, Summer Love by the one and only JT. And now it is is party like a Rockstar. Mayn.. I need to hit the books, i have A LOT of studying to finish! Not before I take a picture of myself "studying." I'm pretty sure that's what I look like when I do study.

GAHHHH!!!

bleh!!! man, i'm heated right now. i was on a spirtual high, and now my brother has ruined it with his poor attitude. so blah-dee-blah, it's really nothing. he asked me to wash the dishes today when it was his day because yesterday i washed most of the dishes. i swear i did. i washed when i woke up because i didn't wash the night before. and it was while mom was cooking, so you know she added a lot. and so i complain a bit but i wash it, today, anyways. then after band practice today, i ask him nicely to wash the dishes and clean up since i did most of the work [cooking/cleaning/helping my mom/ singing] while he was "practicing" in the garage. so he complains and says "it isn't even my day!" okay first of all, what bugs me the most, is that if i have to wash the dishes on his day and i am asked to i say that saying once in a while, but IT GETS DONE! when he's asked, he always says it and tries to compromise something. he never has it in his heart to offer, okay like once when i had a final. but that was it, i think i even asked him before hand. whatever. i was talking back to him and he was doing the same, and like WOW... that goes to show your respect. i mean i talk to you that way and you have the decency to talk back to an elder, let alone a girl, that way? it must be true, how a guy treats his mother and sister is how he'd treat his girlfriend/wife. i dont know. i just pray that God calms me down to think rationally because i can't at this moment!