Jen’s Birthday

This is going to be one of the busiest weekends ever!

The festivities started yesterday, with Kevin’s wedding.  Kevin and Chris were wed by a judge at Brian and Kevin’s parents’ home.  It was a nice ceremony.  Brian and I were put in charge of wedding and video.  But I don’t think I’m going to be able to download and process the pictures that I took until next weekend or at least Friday because I actually have to go to work today (in exchange for taking the day off yesterday).

Then after work, Brian and I are going to see Gothika.  It’s gotten really horrid reviews but oh, well.  We’re going to see it anyway.

Tomorrow will be the day I’ll catch up on all my chores, like laundry, and studying because I have a quiz on Monday.  Not too much of that thought because we’re going to Mom’s house tomorrow for a little birthday dinner (Jen’s) before heading of to Loony Bin (a local comedy club which, incidentally, is right by our house).

Speaking of Jen’s birthday, we were all at 54 last night to celebrate it.  It was a bummer because when we got there, they wouldn’t take our free pass.  They said it was only good until 8 pm.  So we had to pay up.  Good thing cover is only $5.  When we got there, mom and dad were there drinking margaritas and dad had several (and I mean several) shots of slippery nipple on the table.  I had one, but that was it for me.  I’m not a shots kind of girl.  So I had my usual sex on the beach, which I had three of.  Luckily, Dad volunteered to put Brian’s sodas and my drinks on his tab so we didn’t have to spend anything more than our cover.

When it was time for mom and dad to leave, they paid their tab and it was over $65!  Brian said that $45 of it were just shots.  Dad must’ve had a lot of those slippery nipples!  I was so astounded because, well I’ve never pictured my dad in a club like 54 (my mom maybe but not dad) and secondly, I’ve never known him to drink so much!

It’s a crazy, crazy world!

A Walk Down Memory Lane

Since we’re reminiscing and everything, here are some old class pictures for you. It should be easy to find me because I cropped the pictures to include only the part that I’m in.

So let’s play a little game of “Where’s Ching?”

 Third Grade  Fifth Grade  Sixth Grade  First Year  Second Year  Third Year  Third Year  Third Year

You’re probably wondering why there are three third year pictures. And no, I did not flunk third year and take it three times. Our school had each grade divided into sections and so usually each section had their own class picture. Our section Sta. Catalina decided to have two pictures, one crazy and one serious. Then, I wanted to be in a picture with my friends who were in a different section (St. Anthony) so I snuck in their class picture. I’m not sure if anyone else pulled the same stunt but their class advisor was really cool and he didn’t mind.

My final year at SFACS was the craziest. It was the year before we left for the US and it was the first time that I was separated from my barkada. I felt so misplaced. I remember skipping school a lot that year so I could hang out with my friends. I would sit in on some of their classes and even take quizzes. Terribly convenient since Sheryll and I have identical penmanship. Other people couldn’t tell it apart only she and I could. l I felt like I belonged to their section and probably spent more time with their class than I did with mine.

The handwriting thing actually came in handy in 1998 when we all got drunk at this one bar. I was piss drunk and totally out of it. Sheryll had to sign the credit card receipt for me. We had quite a tab!

Exam Woes

Boo hoo!  I’m still getting over that dreadful exam that I had to take.  Did I mention that I hate Macro?  Well, I do.

Brian took me to Body Ink and Steel on Tuesday, Veteran’s Day holiday.  We had Dan cover up my old tattoo.  It was soo painful!  My first one didn’t hurt at all.  This was extreme torture.  Either that or I’ve forgotten how painful the first one was because it’s been over eight years.  Or it could be that I was younger and tougher then.  Or perhaps Brian has spoiled me so much that I’ve turned into a cry-baby-wuss.  Either way it sucked.

The process was arduous but the end result was great.  Brian says it’s awesome.  Most people say they can’t see the original tattoo underneath the new one.  Jen and I can still kind of see it but someone who doesn’t know what the original one looks like would have a truly difficult time.  And yes, I’ve verified this.  Dan does an amazing job with cover ups.

Anyway, woke up Wednesday and didn’t feel like taking a shower.  Yes, I am a wuss.  Besides, I wasn’t feeling too good anyhow.  So I ended up missing school and work.  I was thinking this is great!  I can use the time to study for my Macro exam.

I read my chapters and then took the online quizzes.  Aced them.  At this point I was feeling pretty good.  I was like totally confident going into the exam on Thursday.  But, lo and behold, the exam was nothing like the online quizzes.  I’d be lucky to pass it.  What a nightmare!

Today’s shopping spree with Jen made me feel a little better though.  But I’m still ticked off that I could potentially drop down to a B in this class.  My goal for this semester was straight A’s.  I hope I can hang in there!

Tonight Brian and I are having dinner at my favorite place, Red Rock Canyon Grill.  I’m so excited!  I know exactly what I want: house salad with adobe (I don’t know why they call it that, but it’s super yummy) dressing and crab cakes.  Yum, yum!  Then we are going to see Love Actually.  Fun, fun!

But when all is said and done, I’ve still got that crappy exam grade to look forward to next week.  Hopefully I’ll get lucky.  Cross your fingers.  

Connecting with Batchmates

Yes, Pia.  I’m a nerd!  But, hey!  I’m still blogging!  Ha!  So there!

Kidding aside, I was perusing her website in between classes a few weeks ago.  But since she hadn’t blogged in forever, there was nothing for me to read so I started browsing the photo albums.  She has so many that you really can’t go through them in one sitting.  It’s my fault.  She’ll tell you that too.  I got her hooked on the whole vanity site, photo galleries galore thing.  Yikes!  I’ve created a monster!  But I digress, what I’m getting at is that I came across this one particular photo album with old pictures of us from grade school.  Talk about nostalgia!

The most amazing part is that, just the other day, I got an invitation to join SFACS BATCH ’94 on Yahoo! Groups.  That was perfect timing.  Mhyke put the whole thing together.  He did a great job too!  I mean, he had people on there that I hadn’t seen or heard from in years!  Then I run into Elmer Dimayuga on Friendster so I tell him about the group on Yahoo!  I’m hoping that the rest of our batchmates catch wind of it!  It’ll be so cool to get together again, even if only on the web.

So let this blog posting be a public service announcement for our missing batchmates.  If you or anyone you know belongs to this group, you know where to send them.

[update]

I found something to make joining a little easier!  Yay!  So sali na kayo!

Subscribe to SFACS BATCH ’94

Good Grades

Speaking of complacent, wouldn’t you be too if you had these grades?

I have a couple of professors that don’t post grades on Blackboard. I think everyone should use it. It was around when I was going to school several years ago but hardly anyone used it then. Now there are more teachers using it but I think that the rest of them should follow suit.

Not Doing Homework

Someone should really be doing homework right now.  I think because I know I’ve got As in all of my classes I’ve become complacent.  I should really keep up the effort because if my grades could still slip.  The end of the semester is not quite upon us after all.

By the way, The Matrix: Revolution was okay.  We went to see it with Ashley and Andy last night.  Erin and Jason were there too.  I wish that I would’ve asked them but I asked Ashley and she said no one else wanted to go.  Incidentally, Jason proposed to Erin last weekend.  That was really exciting!

I was kind of disappointed with the movie.  I don’t know what I was expecting and why I wasn’t expecting peace but I didn’t like that it ended in a truce.  I wish that the humans would’ve won or even if the machines won the war and decimated that humans that would be fine too.  That’s how it ended the previous times because, remember, there have been other “ones” before Neo.  I don’t like this peace thing.

The effects were really good though.  The robots were good.  I liked the rain-drop-face-punch, that was good.  The ending was anti-climactic but overall, I guess the movie was pretty good.

More Birthday Pictures

These are from Rib Crib in Derby.

Birthday Celebration

I thought I’d share some pictures of how Brian and I celebrated my birthday last Saturday. As you know, we are down-to-earth kind of people so we just had a quiet dinner at Red Rock (I love that place!) and then we went to Hollywood Videos where we splurged on their 2 for $20 movies (we got six more to add to our collection) and we rented Down With Love, 28 Days Later, The Sleeping Dictionary and Hollywood Homicide.

We got home, moved the featherbed to the family room and watched a couple of movies. It was a request that I had made because we hadn’t done it in so long. We used to do it a lot when we lived at the townhouse. But now that we have a DVD player in the bedroom and we’ve moved the digital cable to the bedroom, we hardly ever spend time in the BAT (big-ass-tv) room anymore.

Here But Not Here

Training class again. Telephone training still blows. Especially when your wife has one of her obsessive compulsive moments and decides to spend all night searching the internet to find out what species of gliders we have. This endeavor started at about 9:30. At midnight I had to intervene and go to the office to retrieve her. She got kinda mad at me but if I didn’t stop her she would still be their in front of MY computer. She frustrates me when she does this shit, she will get so wrapped up in something that is not important and then the next day complains about how tired she is. I went into the office and told her it was time for bed, she kept saying one second, then 20 min would pass. Finally I got mad and went in their and was like “What are you doing anyway?” She told me that she was trying to see what kind of Glider we had. I told her that this was not important and we did not need to know this at this very second. I went on to tell her that we both had to get up early and go to work, but unlike her I have to sit in a boring ass class and listen to an instructor talk about something that has no interest to me (can we say sleepy time!). I decided to take the last 2 hours of work off tomorrow so that I can go play poker. I need a release from this environment. I received a phone call from the new 411 call center in this city for a supervisor position. I am hoping that they are going to call me back. They wanted me to come in at 9:30 the following day, I had to tell them that I couldn’t because I was at work and did not leave till seven. He said that he would call me back and tell me where they would be on Monday the day I told him I had off), but I’m not holding my breath. I remember when I was in that position, if someone didn’t come when I wanted them to I pushed them to the bottom of the pile. I told them some bullshit thing about working with them and then would never go back unless I was desperate or ran out of people to interview (which was usually beyond the time frame I initially established). So, with this kind of past in my mind. I’m not holding my breath for a repeat call, which means the search for a meaningful job is still on. Well, I think that’s all I can say at this moment so I will chat later.

Birthday

As you know my birthday was on Thursday but I had to go to school and I had to work. I wasn’t really expecting much of anything. Well, I expected cake because we have this birthday thing where the last person to have a birthday brings cake for the next person and so on. So I knew there would be cake. I didn’t expect my cube to be decorated, though, and I certainly didn’t expect a gift. Everyone has been acting really sketchy and distant lately. To top it off I’ve been really crabby and disgruntled so I really didn’t think I deserved anything.

I normally bring my trusty G3 for special occasions but I didn’t bring it on my birthday because I really didn’t think much of anything would happen. It was just like any other day.

Except when I came to work, my cube had been decorated with balloons and streamers. Misty did an awesome of job of decorating. This is a picture that she took with her camera phone. Thank god for camera phones or I wouldn’t even have this picture at all to share with you.

When it was slow enough, we had cake in the breakroom and they gave me a card and group gift: a $70 giftcard to Abercrombie. I think I mentioned that in passing on my last posting. I’ve even used it already. I’m such a shop-a-holic! It’s so sad.

Brian wasn’t sure if my coworkers were doing anything for my birthday because I haven’t really associated with them of late. Brian, the wonderful husband that he is, decided to surprise me by bringing me a birthday cookie when he picked me up from work on Thursday night. Here are pictures of us in the garage.

Isn’t he just the sweetest?

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