Sunday, December 21, 2003

So the big Filipino Christmas party came and went. It was pretty good. My singing...well the second song wasn't bad. The first... well my sister says I pulled a "Carnival Cruise" and I'll take that as a complementive insult. The little/big children were good at their dances. Oh how little girls learn to be "ho's" so early. I heard that Lily almost cried when her mother didn't hem her skirt shorter. Her mother didn't hem it at all when she was told to. And Lily almost cried the night before because it was the first time they practiced with the costumes and she felt fat. And she's like 6! SIX dammit! AND SHE'S ALREADY PARANOID THAT SHE'S FAT.

Speaking of fat, lots of graduates have passed through the halls of Roosevelt and in most cases this belief of "freshman 15" must mean that you lose 15 pounds. Everyone (except for Pam, for some odd reason-go figure) lost some weight. They claim it's the bad food. Oooh and that Joe came back all buff and stuff too! I was all like (in my head of course) "woah you're like...you know...hot!" then I mentally stumbled with more words, "...not saying you weren't hot before or something! Heh..heh.." then I mentally started to sweat because I felt all stupid. So I didn't say anything. Just smiled. Like some Asian that didn't know how to speak English. ("Oh I...am-ooh so happ-e")

Speaking of happy, my cousin has left the house! (Ya hear that Scott? She went to Florida, just in case you'd like to kill her... or just mail her her junk mail) Finally some time to bash her. Look at this, if my mother didn't give away the van (MY VAN DAMMIT!) she would still be here. She has this underlying tone of fakeness about her. Trying to be all 'I'm innocent' in a sorta Asian that just came from the Philippines sorta way. (I mean I can pull off an "innocent", I'm a Virgo.) My father saw through her, I saw through her, my mother... I dunno. I bet ya my sister felt the same way for the 36 or so hours she spent with her. I even had this odd tendency to prove her wrong; I know I'm a little mean, but again I'm a little analytical Virgo. So I'd have to make sure that she knew her place...I mean she'd say, "Oh...Scott has found another wife..." and I'd say (a little bit nicer than this) "Look, missy, You weren't the first wife, you were the second...SECOND, meaning this character has a track record! Did you ever think that? Huh?". I guess that she's on the low end of the spectrum of cousins, though A-te Mae, Isa, and Diane are on the higher end; especially that Isa, she coulda been that kid in-between my sister and I. Anywho, Merry Christmas

How much do I hate wrapping presents with different non-box shapes? A lot I guess. I managed to solve a few problems with Marlane and Issis's presents, but for some reason I can't wrap my present for Raymond! Damn y'all! Speaking of presents, I didn't get anything good for myself, only 2 DVDs ("The Best of Power Rangers" [Morphin-ominal!] and the 4 disk DVD of X-men/X-2). I'm still hoping that I can get some money from some aunties (*cough* Auntie Susie */cough*) and maybe I'll be able to buy "Karaoke Revolution" or Final Fantasy X-2 [that's ten-two, not 12].

I like most extreme elimination challenge! Great show!
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