I'm an Asshole

Okay... I've been an asshole about updating amongst other things. Just been bored lately.

Stupid (ex) BF

Yeah... we are so through, but he doesn't know about it. I know this is a real asshole move on my part, but since we're back in our "is-he-or-isn't-he-going-to-call" rut, I've decided to give up. I'm much too young to be waiting for a guy who isn't going to pick up the phone or answer texts. I've been behind him (as much as he'll let me in) through all his fucking drama and he's not there for mine.

Yeah... this is really an equal opportunity relationship.

*rolls eyes*

So much for my relationship with the "supposed" BF. What a jerk!!

But don't worry about me losing him(because he lost me). You know I bounce back fast... so fast that I'm already dating someone else who will give me the time of day and actually pick up his phone when I call him. I mentioned that I haven't watched the beginning of Hitch and he popped it in and said "I won't kiss you until you watch the beginning". Awwww....

School

School isn't all that bad. Well... not yet anyway.

Almost fell asleep in my chemistry class. Yeah... that's no bueno. It's not that it's boring... I just forgot to drink my morning coffee. I'm not really looking forward to going to lab this week.

Psych isn't so bad. I like the professor (I can't really imagine her with a billy club, but yep, she welded one at one point of her life), but it's a bitch driving from Fort Worth to practically Mansfield every Tuesday and Thursday. Not really my fault.... the only place where I could take my pysch class was in Southeast b/c all the other classes we're filled. At least I can join Jason (aka New BF) for 2 dollar jager bombs on Tuesday nights.

I'm retaking AP 1 with the same professor. So yeah... I've been an asshole in class because I have the notes already and the fact I'm the only one who uses a laptop in the class. Oh well. If I'm an asshole, then I'm an asshole with an edge.

Yoga got cancelled. That sucked. Now I have to wait until Monday for Yoga.

Paintballed

On my way to my friend's housewarming party, someone shot at my car with paintballs. Yeah... that was scary. Mom was kinda worried but relieved that my windows were up and that it wasn't a real shotgun.

I guess that's about it.

I'll update more, I promise!!

Stay Fabulous.

Sick

First off, if you haven't seen my little New Years pictoral yet, click here and observe how a Filipino Socialite parties.

Second off, yes, I did use the word "socialite" to describe me. It really is an appropriate word to describe me.

From the Merriam-Webster online dictionary:

So*cia*lite: n. a socially prominent person.

and if you're confused with the word "prominent", here's the meaning of that too.

Prom*i*nent: adj. 1. standing out or projecting beyond a surface or line 2a. readily noticeable 2b. widely and popularly known synonym: NOTICEABLE.

And as I read in a certain magazine, you don't have to be rich to be a socialite... just fun and noticeable.

And thirdly: YAY LONGHORNS!!! Yeah, bitches... the longhorns won!! Taking a page out of Chris' book (so to speak): For those who rooted for USC, how does it feel to find out that the Heisman doesn't mean a goddamn thing?

Great game. If you missed it, sucks to be you. If you have a video ipod, you could probably catch it if you go to Itunes and download the highlights.

So... yeah.

Anyway, with that being said, back to the news.

Actually, I've been anti-social for the past week. I'm holed up at home with a nasty sore throat.

At first I thought it was because of all the damned wildfires that have been taking over North Texas lately and the fact I had way too much fun on New Years. Then I went to the doctor's after a week (yeah... he didn't like that) and found out my tonsils were inflammed. Usually, that means surgery (which should probably be done since my tonsils have been a problem in the past), but he just gave me this one dose antibiotic and let me be on my way to recovery.

After I got home, I went straight to bed... at 1 pm. My mom comes home to a seemingly empty house. The TV's not on, but my car's here and this worries the heck out of her. I think she forgot that sometimes I nap in my room... in the loftbed... which you can't see me sleeping in unless you climb up the ladder. So she wakes me up in a frazzled state and I can't back to sleep.

Being sick sucks though. That means... no working out... no going out... nothing. And now I have this weird craving for sushi.

Anyway... I guess that's it. I'm gonna go back to bed. I hate being such a lazy ass.

Ciao.

NEW YEARS FUN!!!

So New Years wasn't a complete bust despite paying 20 bucks to get into Pete's. I was happy I was hanging with Derek and Shannon.

Oh well... here's a little pictoral. I hope you like it.


Derek, why are you hiding behind the balloon? Or are you just trying to get the helium out so your voice could sound funny?


Shannon and I before the drinks. We were straight then.


I knew my boobs were made for something... LOL.


Derek... whatcha doin?


To me, Shannon looks like one of those beautiful yet underappreciated models. I love her in this pic.


Where's my kiss, damn it?!?


Yes, Derek... that IS your ass.


If you don't like my pics so far... FUCK YOU AND LEAVE!! Or I'll burn you with my cigarette. LOL.


I love my camera whores... LOL.


Yeah... I don't know. LOL.


Mmmmm... tastes like chicken. LOL.


There's my kiss... LOL.


We were semi-sober in this one. LOL. And after this pic, our photographer felt me up. Awesome time. I liked her dress.


Fun with Night vision.


This looks cool too. Don't get dirty.


This has to be the BEST night vision pic I've taken. The bottles look like they're on fire.


Yes... I do like my beer... A LOT!!


Oh... sexy.


Sexiest... bitches... EVER!!


Derek's best Popeye impression.


Yes... there's always got to be a three way kiss.

After we left Pete's at around 1130, we went to my aunt's house to ring in the new year. Yeah... boring. Then we went (and paid 5 bucks) to the Library and had some more photo fun.


This is actually a nice pic considering we were still semi drunk.


I love Derek... Derek loves me.


Shannon looks hot in this pic.


This is a pretty decent pic of me.


Derek's version of a skycam... on my boobs. Yeah... I know you're tired of them. LOL.


One last dance to end the night.

By the end of the night, we got picked up by a couple of guys. Only one was good looking, but he was very boring. I hope Shannon gave the ugly one a fake number.

All in all, it was a great New Year's Eve/morning.

I hope you enjoyed this little photoblog. I worked hard on it and it took me awhile to find a site that was working to host my pics.

Ciao for now.