Day 21-24 of Honesty Blogging

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Day 21: The person or persons that do not read my blog but I wish he/she/they would is…

I’ve been in the right place at the right time several times for some opportune blogging letters. I would love to open up my email and find a comment from Starbucks girl or what Best Buy Guy thinks since he would read I used him to cross something off my bucket list…

Day 22 — Allowing another person to fully love me means they must…

To me, when someone has fully loved me that means they’ve seen me at my best and my worst: financially, spiritually, mentally, physically, psychologically and actually stuck with me.

I’m easily open with my worst features… I like scaring people off weeds out the people you don’t want in your life. Although sometimes it may seem I’m at my best; I haven’t given it to you. I’ve saved that part of myself for people who I want to do all for.

Day 23 — Allowing another person to fully love me means I must…

Trust them. To let them in my life. To share things about myself that very few people know. As I’ve explained to a potential boyfriend…you don’t understand the trek it is into my life. There’s a castle with a tall tower before you get to the castle there’s a moat and a wall as thick and high as the wall of China. By the way, at the bottom of the tower is a dragon.

Day 24 — Given the choice between having to live the rest of my life without my voice, or living the rest of my life without the ability to hear, I would choose…

To lose my voice, willingly. Words are so easily said and unable to be taken back…

Sounds are beautiful gorgeous things I cannot imagine not being able to hear an orchestra or the boom that comes with fireworks.

**I’m not completely back I did pass my test that I took in May and I’ve been recuperating from having to be at the computer 24/7 (sometimes it feels like that) I deactivated my FB so I had to get in some procrastination time somehow…)

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Please for my Sanity III

As already established some people are ridiculous. Literally ridiculous there is no going around that statement. Some of those people I would desperately like to FIRE!

 

Exhibit A.

I emailed a gal at work asking for their school mascot. She emails me back, “What is your email address?”

 

Exhibit B.

Edison was working on the power lines from Monday night at 7. The power was expected to be on Tuesday morning at 7. They didn’t come on until 9am.

Phone rings… “I just wanted to know if the phones were back online now?”

What I wanted to say: “Actually no, must be some weird thing going on that I could answer the phone…”

 

Exhibit C.

I’m at a restaurant. Waiters are not really supposed to butt in your conversation right? Well, I’m talking to my friend and going on about my business and he’s laughing at my story. Listening to my story. Then proceeds to stand there wait til I’m done talking and ask if I need anything else. “Yes, can you please leave us alone for 2 minutes so we can start eating and actually tell you if the food is good or not..Oh by the way. You never brought us our appetizer”

 

Exhibit D.

Email correspondence.

Reply: This is what you should write. [Instructions here]

Response: Uhm, so what should I write again?

Reply: Read your email before you respond.

 

 

 

Welcome to my Randomness XXVII

**This was written yesterday**

I wrote a guest post for Marlize last month. Read here: http://everygirlscorner.wordpress.com/2011/01/08/melanie/

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I took a 2 hour long nap yesterday when I came home from work.

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I am now sitting at Renae’s house chilling on her new sofas. 🙂

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She’s preggo and I’m SO EXCITED FOR HER!

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I went to Best Buy yesterday ready to give the dude my number. He wasn’t there.

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I’m going later today or tomorrow. I need to get a new phone. My phone is wack. I have a legit excuse. He better be there. LOL

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So my wacko phone. I was talking to a friend one night while charging my phone and it randomly shut off. Twice it did that in the span of 30 minutes.

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The next day I tried out my phone again. This time when dialing the numbers the screen blanked out and the light wouldn’t turn on and I couldn’t turn my phone off. It did that twice.

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The next day my screen blacked out and randomly opened an application I did not choose.

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Apparently, my phone is itching to get back to Best Buy. UGH FAIL.

Just hope he’s there when I go in.

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Oh and they didn’t have any of my phones in stock when I went on Friday (last night)

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I have missed you my blogging friends. Hopefully I will get into a routine of blogging again with this new job.

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Welcome to my Randomness XXIV

I’m going to my cousin’s graduation ceremony today…

 

Congrats Manang Jom!

 

Graduating from Nursing School

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I’m getting off at 12:30. I have an interview at 1. Then out to Bakersfield.

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I know it’s the middle of nowhere but that’s where the rest of the fam-bam resides. Perks?! SONICS TIME!

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Pitiful, I know. There’s a Sonics in Rancho and in Fullerton. It’s just not the same. I’m hoping I can get there a little before 4pm…

for you know what… HAPPY HOUR! 1/2 on drinks.

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I love me my limeade. Ok, moving on. I can eat a burger on a wheat bun. I checked the allergen information.

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Pitiful, I know. Yet again. I must find a way! Even though I know I most definitely cannot partake in any tots. 😦

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Such sadness. Oh well.

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This Saturday commemorates the Holidays. My mom has a work Christmas party at non other than…OUR HOUSE.

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I sometimes wonder why everyone loves to have parties at our house. Mind you…our house is not that big. It’s spacious because of the way we assemble our furniture but it’s not big enough for a PARTAY! Only get-togethers 🙂

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Nonetheless everyone dooms dons the Torres Residence as party happening central. Oh well. It’s fun and all.. Our parents raised us to be good hosts/hostesses but when it’s all over and done. You party-ers have left.. it’s almost like spring clean-up like non other.

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We clean beforehand and clean afterwards.

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Wednesday the office closed at 5 instead of the usual 6. I text my sister to see what she was up to. She was just clocking out.

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Then she called. FRANTIC. “Will you help me?! I need to write about 50 books.”

Me: Oh no no no. I’m not in school anymore I don’t need to write reviews.

Her: Please! I’ll pay you.

Me: Oh ok how will you pay me back?

Her: I don’t know…but I will!

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I hope this child knows that not all older siblings are as kind as I am; to give up my early evening to skim through a few books and write a paragraph on it.

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As I was laying in bed telling a friend of mine what amazing deed I had done… It hit me! How she was to pay me back. Do my chores for a month.

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Next evening. She expected me to help her again. I told her the payment terms. She wanted three weeks. I would not back down. I’m not a business major to be steered any which way!

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A month it is! I had won. Ah hahahaha I win. Can you hear Izma from the Emperor’s New Groove? You know where she’s a cat and she wins. Upon her evil laugh and ‘I win’ statement she’s falling …

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Anyway! I don’t do chores for 3 months. Yet, I did wash dishes last night and cooked dinner for the family.

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Only an hour til I leave. Oh the brilliant Melanie forgot her gps. Off to google maps.

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I have to anticipate any location I may want to visit. Oh I didn’t know what to wear for the weekend so I have 3 different outfits to choose from complete with a complementary scarf.

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I have a feeling I’m going to buy something else to wear. I’m not particularly fond of what is laying out in my car right now.

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Here it goes again. Having to find somewhere to change into interview appropriate attire.

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Til next Friday 🙂

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