I swear my sleeping pattern is so effin ugly. I'm awake late morning when noone is awake and sleeping during the day when the rest of the world (well, my side anyways) are up and running errands.
Speaking of sleeping, I had a dream where I was trying to rescue (along with some girl) some old woman from these 3-4 men. For some reason, I was just tearing it up with a 9MM gun. Then, as soon as I trip and was about to get shot... Danilo calls me. HAHAHA. And THEN, I realize it was so ugly outside, I went back to sleep where I had another dream. I was having a happy hour with the girls and I happened to be texting Michelle R. Then right when we were leaving, they (her, Lei, Jessica and some other guy) happened to be in the same restaurant as we were...just to the other side. When I finally got online, I wrote on Michelle's FB wall and told her about my dream. Her response, "that's funny, I thought I texted you, but then I realized that I never sent it. When I was, I realized it was really late, so I didn't and instead you commented on my page =)" Well, I thought it was hilarious.
Jiezel stopped by for a visit too. Got new pictures of Peanut. SHE's growing up fast! hahahaha. Yes, SHE. DAMMIT! hahahaha.
Weekend was fun.
Friday. Premium Outlet with Albert, Charmane & Tita. Finally got my running shoes (whoohoo!) Too bad I haven't used it yet. Stupid weather. Sushiland @ Lynwood afterwards (Pao met us there too!).
Saturday. Left for Leavenworth @ 9:30 for an overnight family trip. Arrived around 11ish? Had some lunch. Snowmobile for a good 3 hours. Snacks. Apples to Apples. Dinner. Scrabble. Apples to Apples. Bed time @ 10:30pm? What was THAT about? LOL.
Sunday. Woke up around 11am. Breakfast. Got ready. 30-45mins was spent on cars trying to get out of the drive way while I took pictures. Arrived in Seattle around 3pm. Drove down to Renton for some good old Foody Goody, which I guess now is known as Pan-Asian Buffet? Or something like that. Then, carwashed @ Costco. Home. Then left around 6:15pm to Cheesecake in Tukwila for Gretchen's birthday dinner (also with, Lisa, Jiezel and May). T'was fun and refreshing. Got sitted about an hour later. (pictures are in my picasa)
Then May, Gretchen and I went to the movies to watch "He's just not that into you" I must admit, I cried a little.
Which brings me to another point of this entry. So I leave you with this...
Gigi: "Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up: if a boy punches you he likes you, never try to trim your own bangs, and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. every movie we see, every story we're told implores us to wait for it: the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. but sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn how to read the signs. how to tell the ones who want us from the ones who don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. and maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. maybe the happy ending is just moving on. or maybe the happy ending is this: knowing after all the unreturned phone calls and broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment... you never gave up hope."
We are always thought to follow the rules. Why can't we be the exception?
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