28 June 2009
Here it goes
Two nights ago, I became godmother to a 7 lb bouncing baby boy named Mateo, whom I’ve yet to meet. I surprise myself every day when I find myself excited and challenged about this pseudo-responsibility.
In a few minutes, I will be leaving the house to drop by another friend’s son’s first birthday party.
When did we they all grow up?
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21 June 2009
The country version would’ve been fine, thank you
Dad and I went on a Father’s Day lunch date today at Little Tokyo; the rest stayed at home because they were coming down with something (uh oh). A few exchange of words on the way:
Dad: I’m thinking of getting a membership at Embassy.
Me: *blink blink* Embassy…? What do you mean Embassy?
Dad: The club. There’s a private area to the left of the entrance. Have you seen it?
Me: *blink blink* What??? Have you been there??? O________O
Dad: Yeah. With a few friends. Why?
Me: Oh. Um. *thinks* Yeah.. I’ve.. been there since a friend knows Tim (one of the owners)… What? Don’t you have to pay PhPxx,xxx for that?
Dad: Uh huh. It’s good for six months and consumable. And you can bring a maximum of three non-members in.
Me: *astounded that he knows the details and that he sounds serious about it* Ah. *nodnod* ..Okay.
Gulp.
CAN YOU IMAGINE.
You’re feeling all social for the night, hitting the clubs, getting friendly with acquaintances or even strangers.
*drink*
Anna + friends: Hoooooooooooooo
*drink*
Anna + friends + new friends: Hoooooooooooooo
*drink*
Anna + friends + new friends + Dad: Hoooo–croak
Bad. This is bad.
anna wrote at 9:56 pm10 comments
Me Day
Earlier, I found myself mindlessly answering “fun” online quizzes, and did one particular quiz titled, “What’s missing in your life?” The result:
Understanding
Which could mean a few things:
1. That I lack understanding in others
2. That people are impatient with me
3. That people just don’t get me
The result page never explained (pfft). But anyway, they’re true I guess, but more so on the first one.
I don’t know when my selfishness snowballed, but it’s there and I’m not liking it, because at the end of the day, things can get a little bit lonely.
Ah well, who trusts a five-question online quiz for tweens anyway?
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14 June 2009
Hello kitty
As I arrived home and alighted from the car last night, I was startled by a jet black cat as it suddenly sprung from under the porch table and walked perpendicular to my path. It had its eyes on me the entire time before it disappeared among the junk in the garage. I’ve never seen this cat before; it was probably one of those stray neighborhood kitties that find shelter in random homes.
Fast forward to tonight, same thing just a while ago. Same black cat, same springing motion, same direction as it walked past me. They say it’s bad luck when dark felines cross your path, but wouldn’t it be nice, like in those short stories, if he were a guardian looking after the house’s inhabitants.
Reowr.
anna wrote at 4:08 am8 comments
11 June 2009
The Dragon Lady has spoken
There’s nothing more humbling (”o rly” -voice in my head) than being scolded by your superior, which for the first time in this four month-old job, happened today. Suffice it to say, I left the office with a bruised ego, wanting to fast forward to the long weekend ahead. As what a friend once blogged about before, you’re never really truly an employee (cringe) until you’ve been called to your boss’ attention.
Nothing too affecting though. Getting better at this is the only direction for me. :)
On the brighter side of things, I’m glad to be far away from dirty old men’s insistence on giving unsolicited back massages, sudden swooping down for a kiss on the cheek, and verbal harassment. Screw them.
anna wrote at 1:10 am1 comment
6 June 2009
How sad is that?
I just got home a few minutes ago after an unplanned sleepover at Amanda’s. I walked in the front door and found Dad reading the paper. I kissed him on the cheek and he looked up at me, slightly surprised. I guess he didn’t know I was out all night. Whoops? I never bothered explaining where I was either.
Dad: (to Mom, mumbling, half-jokingly) go and scold her
Mom: …
Dad: …
Me: *waits to be scolded*
Dad: *continues reading*
Nothing?
So I merrilly skipped to my room. (Only Mom knows where I was the night before, by the way.)
Even they think I lead an unexciting life. Sad.
anna wrote at 9:48 am4 comments
5 June 2009
The latest ramble - work style
A few months ago, I desired for a workplace that was rid of office politics. I was sick of feeling like a contestant of Survivor, where I felt I had to watch my back at all times to avoid being voted out/ostracized/bullied/ridiculed.
And so I learned to play the game. I loved what I was doing, but I had to adapt to an environment devoid of order that I dealt with the uglier, more raw side of what I now think is human nature. I was taught to ignore ethics. I was taught a more dubious form of “marketing.”
anna wrote at 1:51 am8 comments
Anna
