Is it just me?!

Ok. So I wasn’t able to get to Best Buy before he left 😦 but I’m calling tomorrow and talking to him about my phone. I’ll also ensure he’ll help me out.

I have some stupid things but I don’t know which one to go with.

A. When I go in I can ask him til when he is working and then ask him if I can buy him something for helping me out so much. I’m not going with this idea so much though.

B. Before I leave I can tell him I have a dilemma. 1. Either my phone will work and I will never see him again or 2. My phone will not work and I’ll have to come back but where’s the guarantee that it will be him helping me out?

 

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I went to Fresh and Easy today after church since I wasn’t going to see Best Buy guy. I noticed this pretty decent looking guy as I walk in. (He’s a worker of course) I go around doing my thing. Getting the stuff I need.

I walk back around to the front of the store to scan out my items. I pass by him.

FE Guy: Hi

Me: Hi

FE Guy: How are you?

Me: I’m good. Thanks how are you?

**I try to be courteous sometimes I’m in my own little world but I respond this way to everyone. Girl or guy.**

By this time… I’m already walking to the checkout line

FE Guy: You going to a birthday party?

Me: No

FE Guy: You going to a party?

Me: No.

I’m already scanning my items. He walks over…

FE Guy: Do you need help?

Me: Uhm, no, haha.

FE Guy: Oh sorry. I keep bothering you.

Me: smile… thinks to herself… you could bag my items for me?!

I walk out. Shaking my head. In shock.

So weird. So awkward.

Girl Fail. Best Buy.

Ok blogging family.

I fail at being a girl. I need help or something.

Best Buy. December 30th.

I finally go in to get my upgrade. Upgrade was available in April.

I wait in line. I notice cute guy at counter.

Tweet: Cute guy at the counter. Hope i get him to help me out!!!#hottguyspotted

So about 45 minutes later. Guess what? I get the cute guy to help me out.

Surprise surprise.

Surprisingly enough. I actually start a conversation with the kid.

Me: Has it been this busy the whole day?

Him: Since I got here and we’re one person short. But the lady I was helping had a complicated transaction. When I finally got everything she needed my computer crashed. These things are so old.

So we talk. He told me how long he’s been working there. He told me he had knee surgery and didn’t work for a while. Then Best Buy called him back and gave him a raise. He told me he has a year of school left then quitting Best Buy. He told me he’s Filipino and I could probably guess his major is nursing. He asked about myself-school? job? etc.

I can’t remember what else we talk about. That’s it. I didn’t know how to transition the conversation to hanging out sometime or exchanging info.

I was tempted to go the next day and buy something for my phone. I did go to Best Buy Saturday night for something but it was so busy still. He was there, btw.

Today. January 9th. I went to Best Buy. My battery won’t hold a charge for a day. It’s really frustrating. Especially since all I do is text. Sometimes not even.

So. I get there just in time. Right before they close. He’s working. But he’s helping someone else. I wait. The manager asks me what I need help with. Manager walks away because one of his workers asks him a question.

I walk back and just wait.

The guy walks back. The manager tells him what my problem is and “hands me off”.

Guy remembers me from last time. Odd… right?

He asks me if I exchanged my phone from the EVO. I said, “No I …” he interrupts me. “You upgraded. Sorry I’ve dealt with so many customers. I just remember there was a long time and we were over there.”

We talk again. I ask him if he started school yet. Doesn’t ’til February. I asked him where he goes. Mt. Sac. He also repeated the fact that he’s only got one more year. (I think I’m supposed to figure out why but right now my psycho analysis of that isn’t coming to light) He knows I’m done. He says, “Now you’re just studying for the CPA exam right? You have to take the review course? $1500.?” We talk.

I ask him about screen protectors. We walk over and he’s looking at the screen protectors. His co-worker comes over and asks him a question about something. She’s standing in front of me but facing him. She’s done asking and turns to face me, “What are you doing with her?”

Him: I’m helping her with something.

Her: Oh. Ok. She smiles and walks away.

Me: That was awkward.

Him: She’s so weird.

Me: She has a crush on you.

Him: She’s so weird. I’ll come in when I’m not working to buy something and she’ll walk up to me…”Hi sir what can I help you with today?”

He can’t find a screen protector for my phone. He checks the computer to see if he can order one for me.

They don’t have it or any. He says I can buy the screen protector and bring it back to Best Buy and they’ll put it on for me.

Me: Are you going to charge me?

Him: No, bring it in and I’ll put it on for you.

At this point, my brain isn’t working and I linger a second to long for my own good.

Smile. Say thanks. Bye. Walk away.

 

 

Dear 2010 Melanie T

Dear 2010 Melanie,

You’ve seen the mountain top and you’ve been in the valley. You never knew one year a phone call would turn your life upside down. You never realized one person could be so important that you put your life on hold for x amount of time.

You probably won’t believe me when I tell you . . . your boyfriend of 2 years will break up with you a week after your 2 year anniversary. It’s ok. I couldn’t believe it either. Do believe me when I say you are stronger than you thought. Your family especially your mom will be understanding and patient. People you didn’t give much thought to will spring back into your life as if they’ve never wandered. The freshest months after the break-up will be the hardest. Sometimes you’ll start crying… and you think you don’t know why but don’t hide it. It’s ok. Let it out. You’ll feel so much better afterward.

Your friend from Hawaii will fly out just for the weekend. Just for you. Just to make sure you have someone to cry with, to talk to, to hug. Do believe me when I say the next few months you’ll experience grace like never before. There are no words to describe it-that’s how you are able to get through: one day at a time. Grace sufficient for each day. It never runs out.

Cheer up, being single isn’t all that bad. Actually, you’ll get to really enjoy singleness because of it you were able to watch Wicked in SF, Cruise to Mexico, and spend July 4th weekend in Chicago. You even started a blog and made great blogging friends!

Your eczema? You’ll finally be able to know what’s wrong with you. It’s not because you’re a monster and deformed although that’s what I was starting to believe, as well. Your allergist visit will be quite an experience. One you will definitely enjoy telling, sharing, and re-telling.

On a side note, if I were you, which I kind of am, I’d start buying clothes little by little starting now. You will have to start borrowing clothes from your size zero sister because of the weight you’re losing-from the breakup, because of your fasting, and finally your food allergies.

Don’t give up on the job search. It’ll take four months, 30 interviews, and 15 thank you notes. You even got to interview at USC-your resume and application got chosen out of 200 applicants. You interviewed twice at the California Science Center and got free parking to see the exhibits. Forever 21 Corporate hounded you for a clerk job and the President authorized a salary increase especially for you. The aforementioned companies will not offer you a job or you will not accept. God has something better for you. East Whittier School District. Title: Food Accounting Specialist. You no longer have to take the freeway. Praise the Lord. You will feel such relief.
 
The resignation of your former job and the acceptance of your new one will pave the way of NEW for you. New job. New year. New number. New things to cross off the bucket list.

Oh and the Laker finals game you wanted to watch but no one would go with you? GO BY YOURSELF you’ll regret it if you don’t. I regret not going.

All in all, this was a good year for you, this was a bad year for you, this was definitely a growing year for you. Embrace it. Run with it. Love it. Cry with it. Whatever you do-do NOT fight it.

Love,
Melanie
2011 January

 

Back from the dead, kind of.

I know. I know.

I disappeared. As of today, Jury Duty is over and a post will be written about that sometime tomorrow since I report back to work tomorrow and will be there til 3 pm instead of half-day like last year. (Hear my annoyance?)

Anyway! Keeping in theme with boys, guys, etc.

Yesterday I went to Starbucks to study. It was around 5pm.

I placed my books at an available table then ordered my hot tea.

I came back to my table-drink and butter croissant in hand. This guy at a table in front of me commented on my books.

Guy: Oh fun the CPA exam

Me: oh yes did you take the exam?

Blah blah.. we’re talking about the exam.

Unfortunately, about 5 minutes into the conversation someone catches my eye…

Guys have caught my eye every now and then. I never really expect anything substantial than just the feeling that I still look pretty good. Conceited? Maybe anyway!

Random guy who caught my eye joins tail-end of conversation.

RGWCME: oh studying… I’m so glad I don’t have to do that anymore..

Me: oh yeah I graduated last year but have to study for this exam…

RGWCME: Oh you studying for your Masters…?

Me: No I’m taking a break from school right now I’m not sure when I’ll head for that yet…

RGWCME: By the way I’m “Random guy who caught your eye and you apparently caught mine too”

Me: Melanie..

RGWCME: it was nice meeting you….see you around.

End of story.

Random I know, lol.

Considering I haven’t been in the game as people lovingly refer to it as…. I don’t quite know what to do or how to respond.

THOUGHTS:

#1. I HAVE TO BLOG ABOUT THIS

#2. Since blog is unavailable I’ll tweet

#3. After tweeting… must text others.

So… a few responses:

Cousin #1: Was he cute? did you get his number? did you give your number?

Cousin #2: Dude… ROFL where was this at?

Friend #1: Boys are so goofy.

Friend #2: What in the world? Where at?

No, I didn’t get his number. Yes, I’m planning to return to the same Starbucks approximately at the same time. Actually, a little bit earlier.

Until later tonight or tomorrow, we shall see.

Travel Jealousy, Friendliness, Flirting, and Mothers… Part 2

So to continue from yesterday’s post… Read here if you missed it

We continued talking and I was feeling really awkward because I didn’t know what else to talk about. I saw my friend across the aisle and was going to ask her a really quick question. It didn’t turn out to be really quick maybe it wasn’t quick enough for him… he meandered back to his Aunt.

I kept talking to my friend. Yes, I felt bad but he walked away meaning he too was looking for a way to end our awkward conversation. My friend and I made our way outside…passed right by my Tita and him without giving him a second glance… I could totally feel eyes on me. (hey buddy you walked away!)

So, I would meet my friend and our mutual friend’s house in 5-10 minutes. “I’d head over there as soon as I say bye to my Tita… ”

I walked up to my Tita …I overheard something about dinner. So of course me being Filipino I asked “Dinner?! WHERE?!”

Tita: Carl’s JR

Me: WHAT?! Carl’s JR!!!

Tita: You want to come?

Me: Oh no I’m going to J & M’s

Tita: Oh what are you going to do there?

Me: Dinner and games…

Tita: Oh who? College and career age?

Me: Yeah..

Tita:  (Nods her head towards her nephew) Can he go with you?

I KNEW IT! UGH!

Me: Yeah.. he can come.. does he want to?

Tita: He’s not college age but he’s career age like you.. yeah take him.

Me: Uhm, ok…

We’re there without incident.. I suppose without incident. Coincidentally, the couch were the only seats open. So, Me, girl, him, and other boy squeeze on the couch. Ok it was him, me girl, then other boy. Quite a tight squeeze. Girl was trying to get me to scoot over and she very well knew that I would most definitely not!

So I took him back to Tita’s house around 830ish.

Just my luck.. they weren’t home yet from Carl’s JR. They were 5 minutes away.

So, we’re waiting outside of my car for them.

Him: How many boyfriends have you had…?……. 20?

(ME: UGH!!! REALLY?!)

Me: Oh no…I had one. …. we were together for 2 years.

Him: Oh what happened?

Me: Oh I don’t know…life?

Him: Was he Filipino?

(ME: AHAHAHAHAA YES! SCORE!!!)

Me: No… he was black…

I totally wanted to look at his expression but I was a good girl and refrained because I probably would’ve reveled in my joy in throwing him off ..

SAVED BY THE CAR LIGHTS! They were here.

Him: Thank you for the ride.

:: Extends hand for handshake ::

I accept his handshake.. oh darn what is this kid doing?

He leans in and does a one-arm hug with a cheek to cheek kiss.

::Oh you are so dead. I am so glad Tita didn’t see that. I wouldn’t be able to live this down!!!! ::

Tita: Mel.. are you going to come inside or are you leaving now?

::Hesitation…::

Tita: Come inside!

:: Darn it Mel! Where’s your quick wit?!

So, I come inside luckily I no longer have to entertain him so I stay at their house for about 30-45minutes chilling with the kids and playing the piano.

Coincidentally they have to take him to another house that night instead of tomorrow morning. I’m in the living room sitting on the couch with girl kid. He peeks his head in and says “Bye…” I look up…”Oh bye! Nice meeting you!”

Tita comes in right after him… did you all say bye and give him a hug?!

:: Not looking at Tita…letting kids answer… OH OH NO I’m not falling for that one! ::

I get home later that night my sister tells me when she got home my mom asked where I was…

Sister: Oh she’s dropping off Tita’s nephew…

Mom: Oh does mel like him?!

Sister: MOM! No, can she not be friendly to him?! He doesn’t know anyone!

Dad in Tagalog: That’s why they get frustrated with you because you say things like that…

 

Can I just say I LOVE MY DAD apparently HE’S the only one thinking straight in this situation. What am I?! THIRTY YEARS OLD THAT YOU NEED TO MARRY ME OFF ALREADY?!


Travel jealousy, Friendliness, Flirting, and mothers… Part 1

Yes all in one night. It’s insane!

So my Tita (she’s basically my second mother; HER mom babysat me when I was just a baby-oh the stories she can tell) her nephew from the Philippines was at church on Sunday.

Mind you, we were invited to their house on Wednesday for dinner-her nephew coming to visit was brought up ever so slightly..now I wonder if that was on purpose.

I digress as always.

Sunday after church she grabs my hand and pulls me toward her…I want you to meet my nephew… “Oh sure!” (You know how I am Ms. Personality when need be, UGH) Chit-chat my Tita’s sister was there and I haven’t seen her in several months so I was able to focus my chit-chat on her! Evil I know but hey! I do what I have to do.

So, we talk for a little bit it’s more of I’m talking to my Tita in front of him to talk to him… if that makes sense. Anyway, nothing out of the ordinary about that conversation. My mom is ready to leave and good thing because I am HUNGRY! I quickly say goodbye and give my Titas a hug and a kiss and tell the nephew “Nice to meet you!” while running away to the car.

Later that night after evening service. The nephew meets my dad (they happen to be sitting behind us at church) and of course I’m just chilling with everyone. My dad, my tito, my tita, their daughter Dessa. So I include them in conversation asking where he went to visit in California and asking if they took him here or there…etc… All of a sudden I realize it’s just me and him talking with everyone else gone. What happened the RAPTURE?!

“Hm… What is this about?!”

So obviously single adults talk about their lives which happens to be work since we’re single and don’t have a family…

Me: So Tita said your company sent you to all these places for training…

Him: Yeah Costa Rica for four months, Boston for 2 weeks and California for a week.

Me: Must be nice. I’m totally jealous. I LOVE BOSTON.  What’s the training for?

Him: Processes, software, etc.

Me: Oh so you’re like a computer engineer?

Him: Yeah.

Me: I’m jealous that your job sends you everywhere for training. Must be nice. (Getting the jealous vibe?)

Him: Yeah so what do you do…?

Me: I work in the accounting department. (I don’t give my title because people automatically think BANK. WRONG! I’m a fresh graduate with no experience let alone with my CPA exam passed either!)

Him: You must be rich…

Me: Oh no no no… you’re the rich one. Your company pays for your traveling expenses–meals, accommodations, etc. If you add up those expenses they pay for with your salary you make WAY more money than me.

Around this time my mother is passing by…she looks at me with a HUGE smile… and then glances at him and looks back at me still smiling… Me: “Eh hi mama” While wondering how absurd my mother is acting…

As soon as she passes by my Tita catches my eye… same dorky smile my mother gave me … (my tita is 6 rows behind us talking with her friends…without a care in this world that her nephew has been talking to this stranger for the past n  minutes)

My thoughts: OH GREAT! They’re up to their matchmaking again!

Him: So have you been to the Philippines?

My thoughts: he just asked me a question… must answer and clear facial expression to not reflect my amusement or frustration at my tita and mom’s antics OR assumptions!

Me: Yeah.. 10 years ago…

Him: Hm…nice. What part?

Me: Illigan City.

Him: Oh ok that’s where my Alma Mater is…

He then proceeds to tell me the name of the school IIT or something like that.

Me: Oh ok.. don’t know about that.

Him: You should visit…

Me: I’m planning on it.

Him: Yeah.. maybe my company will send me for training again to California. In 10 years…

Me:…I think you’re making fun of me…

Him: Oh no… laugh laugh laugh.. yeah you should visit I can take you around Cebu City…

BEFORE you make fun of me for even inkling at the thought of saying Yes I will visit… but not really answering if I would visit him and allow him to take me around the Philippines… take a look at Cebu City…

 

Cebu Capitol Building

Waterfront Cebu City Hotel

The Terraces at Ayala Center Cebu

Cebu City

 

Now tell me who would say “No… I don’t think I’ll be visiting..”

 

to be continued tomorrow… 🙂

 

 

It’s not the first time…

I had dinner with friends on my day off Monday.

Of course they asked my outlook on the dating scene-am I looking? interested? leery? fed up?

Honestly, I’ll gladly take the stage 1 of relationships: the flirting, the compliments, flattery, no DTR talks, (Defining The Relationship) or better yet…bring me to stage 3 where we’re madly in love and have put in the hard work, sacrifice, and time. Where we’re just enjoying each other without the ups & downs, etc. Where basically, I’m just waiting for my ring.

Hint at going to stage 2 and I will disappear. Even if YOU don’t hint at it, if I feel it….I will run away. I’ll put up the walls. I’ll be sarcastic and mean.

Contemplating relationships, it isn’t worth it right now. As much as I miss being in a relationship-I won’t lie its fun but it also is a sacrifice of everything you have. Of course, eventually I would like to get married, key word: eventually.

Couple the above with the factors of not knowing what I’m doing in life-job, career, etc. I wouldn’t want anymore complications. Nor do I need anymore!

Granted, I feel this way because Mr. Man hasn’t shown up on my doorstep yet. Then again, I’m also suffering from tunnel vision and tunnel hearing. Even if he were pass my way I probably have already missed him.

I digress so I finish my spiel and he comments… “That’s such like a guy…”

It’s definitely not the first time I’ve heard that said about me… nor will it be the last, no doubt.

 

Hey! It’s MELANIE

Remember when I said my sister was going to take pictures of me during our family vacation?

I lied, we never got to do that. We did squeeze in a very pretty family picture of the gorgeous view that looks like a fake background 🙂

Avila Beach

She was however able to take pictures after my dad’s party….

looking at these pictures, I probably should have put make-up on to define features alot more but eh, maybe next time. I literally mean MAYBE.

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Comments, votes, thoughts? More pictures to come of family and sister poses.

Operation: Life Clean-Up

Facebook

This past weekend I re-activated my de-activated Facebook to retrieve pictures of my dad. I decided to post a Facebook status with my number and blog url. I also decided to RE-de-activate on Monday, which I have done.

I had 10 friend requests and 30 notifications from different friends within 48 hours. Most from friends I already keep in contact with.

Someone please help me understand why I must keep my Facebook? I’m told it’s more convenient to keep in contact with friends. If friendships were all about convenience, we’d have so many friends. I’m sorry, I’m not your friend out of convenience for you.

I don’t keep in contact with friends because its convenient for me. I keep in contact with friends because I care. I think of certain friends every now and then and I send them a text, an email, or I leave a voicemail.

Friendship does not consist of likes, comments and wall posts. We build friendships on conversations, struggles, and laughter.

I realize distance hinders a lot of those things we build our friendships on but I, as an idealist would rather not ruin friendship for convenience. I am perfectly happy to wait for an email, text, or phone call rather than receive a wall post consisting of 8 words to sum up the past 6 months of your life.

What have I discovered through my Facebook ordeal? I have realized through my inability to disappear completely from Facebook, I am incapable of letting go those who need to be let go. What does that mean? I am the type of friend who cannot let you go until something drastic has been done to our relationship-lying, deceit, etc. If it is merely a lack of communication, I believe we are still friends. That belief is untrue.

For example my friend Christina. I had de-activated my Facebook in February. Unbeknownst to me, she had changed her number sometime after that. She found me by messaging my ex-bf for my number to let me know she was getting married and wanted to send me a wedding invitation.

There are ways of finding those you really want to get in contact with.

On the other-hand, I had texted a college friend “I will be de-activating my Facebook.” She then proceeded to ask, “Why?!” I told her, “Andre broke up with me and I need to get away from it” I never heard from her until I had sent a mass e-mail about my blog. Mind you, it was two months after I had text her about my breakup. I do not know how difficult it would have been for her to send me a text saying something like “Sorry, I don’t know how you feel, etc” This particular friend, a term I am using very loosely in this instance, was a friend in name but not in action. She would not care if I had Facebook or not. She would be categorized as one of those “friends” I need to let go of.

What am I doing? I will be going through Operation: Life Clean-Up.

I’m starting over but allowing people to find me, either through email, blog, or my no-picture Facebook.

I know you are thinking “FACEBOOK?! You just ranted about Facebook.” I make allowances for those friends who have made it a point to send message me on Facebook and I understand they never check their emails, have limited texting plans, and phone calls are out of the question because we’re on different time zones or a different continent altogether!

I will not add you if I already have your phone number, email, and blog url-it just doesn’t make sense to me. Albeit, my blog views jumped to 100+ each day I was on Facebook I’m not too crazy about trafficking to my blog if no one comments or communicates with me.

Again, I’m a difficult person to understand and I sympathize with you; I really do. I know you are probably thinking I want to boost my ego so I can find out how many people are searching for me, who want to keep in contact with me, who miss me, etc. I’m sorry to let you know that is untrue. I am perfectly happy to become a hermit and have my blog as my best friend. Ask Renae or Danny, they will agree with me.

The life of a single…

I’m having a conversation with my married cousin living in Hawaii about our cousin’s wedding. We’re both in the bridal party. I’m telling her about my idea I found online.

She interjects, “I know this is really random but are you open to meeting guys….?”

Me: Uh, yeah…?

Her: He’s Filipino but he’s tall. He’s really nice. But he has braces…

Me: Filipino is ok as long as he’s tall LOL.

Her: Yes…hesitation…. but he’s in the navy…

Me: Oh… ok. so how often did you guys hang out?

Her: Him and your Manong Rag hung out a few times when he was stationed in San Diego. He stopped by the house when he was deployed in Hawaii for a few months. He’s really nice.. you guys can meet next year when we move to San Diego…

Me: How tall is he?

Her: like 5’10” … right hun? (she’s talking to her husband) .. background noise. He has braces though.

Me: Oh braces are ok.. because he’ll have nice teeth..!!!

Her: Yeah yeah. haha. Go on your sister’s Facebook and see manong rag’s friends. His name is… [wait for it…]

Lloyd… [inside my head-he would have a name like Lloyd… ]

Me: Ok, but how are we supposed to meet?

Her: When we move to San Diego!

Me: When is this?

Her: Next year around April or May

Me: Oh ok…

Her: Get a Facebook then you guys can talk with each other!

Me: Ugh, no. I can wait til next year when you guys get here!

Her: Look at his pictures!

Me: Uh, no.. don’t tempt me to anonymously get a Facebook. . .

Her: Mel, I’m glad you’re open to all this…

Me: Yeah manang… I’m not a bitter single woman..

Her: Good, I’m glad. So I expect you to visit me often in San Diego…