Friday, December 24, 2004

Right On Time

It never seems to fail.

Everytime, around Christmas, it seems my body has a yearly ritual to get sick in the worse way possible. I mean, mind you, but i rarely get sick. But when i do, it sucks. I always have some cough medicine, and pain relievers in hand around Christmas time because with out failure, i can depend on getting sick. No matter how much i try to avoid it. Anyways, i can't be sure of what i'm saying right now because i just took 1283093487 and half doses of medicine. Other than that. Merry Christmas!!



Till then...

Captain Meg plundered at3:41 PM |

Tuesday, December 21, 2004

It's Not Too Late

Hell, I'm starting to suck at this whole blogging thing. Oh no! What's going on? I used to be the damn master at updating this b*tch every hour on the hour. Oh well.

I'm in San Diego visiting my sister. I guess this adds to the reason why I'm lacking in my updates. We left the little town of Camarillo on Sunday, and i plan to stay here till after X-mas. [ If i stay here any longer than that, i think my mother will die from loneliness] She still gets sad when both of her daughters are gone for long periods of time. Oh, and of course on Sunday was the lovely Anna Oh's Birthday! [ I hope you got drunk on some Sparkling Apple Cider like i told you to! heh]

Yesterday, [Monday], was an adventure itself. Since my sister and I still had some x-mas shopping to finish, we headed down to Hillcrest and then Downtown. Now, if you haven't been to Hillcrest, it's a rather interesting place. I was rather amused. It's like a miniature version of the Castro up in San Francisco. Although i didn't actually see the Rainbow colored flag, i saw grand examples of gay pride. And they made me very happy. So here we were, shopping at Buffalo Exchange , and in stroll a gay [and did i mention HOT] couple holding hands. It was some man on man action! Every straigh woman's fantasy..Heh, well atleast mine. Other than that, Hillcrest was awesome. Had lunch at some fifties diner where they just throw things at you.

Downtown was another story. My sister laughed at me because i was so paranoid about the homeless people. What can i say, i'm afraid of the homeless people. Maybe it's there urine-colored clothing, or their lack of hygene that creeps me out. But then again, this whole situation reminds me of a Simpson's episode where Homer pretends to be homeless and getsall this money. .. So is this what these homeless people are doing??? Ohhh, i get it. It's one big SCAM. Those bastards!!

I'm just joking, i dont' have anything against Homeless people. Just as long as they don't go psycho on my ass.. i'll be just fine.

So we survived the angry drivers and the trekking-last-minute shoppers, and made it back home. At this point it was about 9:00pm. You would think that night ended there. But no, it didn't. I got the brilliant idea to go Swimming in the nearby pool. It was a short 5 minute walk through a dark, secluded park just to get to the dimly lighted, non-heated, pool. I think i've been watching too many of those Crime Lab shows on Court TV because i was looking over my shoulder every so often, expecting some serial rapist to come along, shove me in his dark tinted van, drive me all the way down to Tiajuana, and sell me as his whore.
After all this walking, we finally got to the pool, dip our feet in and decide it'd be suicide if we were to get in. So, we turned back and returned to the warm safety of my sister's partment.

And that was my minature adventure to the pool. Exciting.. i know.

Today went well. We drove up to Irvine to visit Mariel and Gerald. I finally got to see Supersize Me. Holy Crap. If I ever anything from McDonald's again, i swear, i will regurgitate it, swallow it, regurgitate it again and throw up my lovely mess all over Mr. Ronald McDonald. Ronald McDonald is a pedophile, just like Santa Claus and Michael Jackson. Look out kids, Ronald might wanna show you his Supersized "happy meal" ..in his pants.

After that whole deal, Macaroni Grill was the choice for dinner, then it was back home, to write this.
I better be going to bed. Merry X-mas in advance. Drink Eggnog and make Gingerbread men. Maybe even throw in A Muppet Christmas on VHS.

Till then...

Captain Meg plundered at11:41 PM |

Friday, December 17, 2004

Crack Your Head Open

For you non-observant people, i didn't go to school today. I had a nice little fun day of staying home and with a massive migrane and random allergy attacks.

Sad thing is, that i actually wanted to go to school today. But my body didn't agree with me.

Hmm, so i guess I'll be seeing you all next year....

Till then..

Captain Meg plundered at11:21 PM |

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

Suck On This

Hmm, my lack of updating seems to have caused a discrepancy. I try [keyword: try] to make it a daily habit of updating this thing, but i'm sorry. My life isn't breathtakingly exciting and an on-going adventure.... but if i close my eyes, sprinkle fairy dust, and make-believe... then maybe, just maybe, i'll be able to half-ass a decent story.

Anyways, nothing has been happening. No scandalous gossip, no slutty girls geting pregnant, no nothing. BUT this last weekend, i did manage to go to Anna's and my favorite hang out place....Barnes & Noble. Hah. Yes. To us, B&N is like marijuana to your typical pothead. It has everything we need to keep us occupied for atleast a couple of hours. Books, cds,dvds, and of course.. Starbuck's Coffee. Dorks that we are, we make it a daily thing to visit B&N when ever we can.

Procrastination can be another reason as to why i dont' update as much as i used to. But then again.. i've got procrastination down to an art. I apply it to my everyday schedule, for instance, right now. I'm using this entire entry as a scapegoat for not finishing my homework. But Sshhh! Its a secret.

I'm rather fond of Candy Canes. They're rather minty and well coated in sugar. Candy Canes are one of the Pro's of X-mas. But can you ever have too much of a good thing? In this case.. yes. Today alone, i have probably consumed about a dozen miniature cany canes. Let's just say that i won't be sleeping early tonight. Whooooo.... Diabetes here i come! A joke, i swear.

My sister, who is five years my senior, is coming to visit me this weekend! Joy! Though, i think she is more excited than me because she'll be coming home to a place that is well-stocked with food, and not just cocoa pebbles and Spam. I just hope that when i go down to SD , that i don't die of starvation. But i guess i could risk loosing some extra weight... cuz come on, y'all know i'm not as skinny as a rail. When she gets here, i am going to have to endure trudging through busy, crowded malls to go X-mas shopping, because in this family. We always do last minute x-mas shopping. Its our tradition. Like i said... natural born procrastinators.

With only 3 days left till X-mas break, i'm squirming in my pants.. and i believe i just wet myself. A joke, a joke. A smidgen of me is getting excited about x-mas now. I guess that Clay Aiken Christmas specail really got to me....[not]. Well there you have it.

Till then...

Captain Meg plundered at6:30 PM |

Wednesday, December 08, 2004

This is My Christmas Entry

If i may so bluntly state, its December. The time for Christmas, giving, being with family.. oh and yes.. cold, winter nights. As we slowly ease our way into December, that whole idea of "Christmas Spirit" kicks in, for some of us atleast.

I was sitting nonchalantly in my living room, watching tv and skimming through christmas specials, when i got the sudden urge to look through my window. I paused for a moment, set the remote down, and took a peek. It was like watching the Electric Light Parade at Disneyland. Most of my street is gaily[as in happy.. geez] decorated with streaming light fixtures, and animatronic deer. The houses are pretty , nonetheless, but there was this one house. The house right across from mine, that just went a little overboard. A little?? I mean alot. They had, the icicle lights, the animatronic deer, the light-up Santa on their roof, the lovely display of Jesus' Manger, the plastic candy canes, the twinkling lights that change different colors, AND fake snow laid out on the lawn... like i said. Waayyy overboard.

I dont' know about you, but Christmas wasn't what is used to be when i was little. But then again, when i was little, i used to lift my skirt up in front of the boys for thrills.... Thinking about it now, I'm not as excited, or hyped as much as the younger generation seems to be. Is it stubborness? I think not. Maturity? No, that can't be it. I still watch Power Rangers. So what made Christmas less.... thrilling? I still enjoy the presents, the scandals that go on, the gingerbread men and what not... its just that now, i only see December as a vacation from school.

This year, my Christmas will probably be spent in a Chinese restaraunt, crammed at a small table, while i try to eat my food in peace without all the crazy asian people staring at me with their intrusive eyes. I'm so sick of that restaraunt. I'd rather eat my own bile.

And this whole idea of Santa is preposterous... [and for the kiddies that still believe, sorry to burst your bubble.heh.] How did they get us to believe that some fat, white guy, in a red suit, with magical flying reindeer.. comes down our chimney on Christmas Eve and puts presents under our tree with out us knowing??? How naive were we?!? Lumps of coal my ass. Santa Claus can shove it. [can u tell that i've become bitter?]

Well, there it is kiddies... Happy Chrismahanaquanzika to you.

Till then.....

Captain Meg plundered at10:23 PM |

Saturday, December 04, 2004

Ride The Pretty Pony

Today was awesome. If you know Anna and me, then you would know that we do things on the spur of the moment. So out of boredness, we went to Barnes & Noble [yes, again], and had some coffee. Since the mall was near by, we headed over in that direction. Bad Move. The Mall was crowded. Everyone was doing their damned Christmas shopping. But I'm glad that we went to the mall because we ran into Karen and Jessica accidentally. So the four of us united and trudged through the mall the best we could ,without getting trampled by angry mom's with whiny kids and arms baring loads and loads of gifts. To pass the time, we played dress up[ as we always do when we go to the mall]. Things got personal when the 4 of us crammed into one dressing room to try on dresses for the hell of it. 3 words for Karen: See through Bras. heh.
So we left the mall in a hurry to escape the angry christmas shoppers, and headed over to Olive Garden for dinner. We made reservations, and walked around since we had 30 minutes to spare. The night got even better when we spotted one of those mini carousels for kiddies. You know, the ones where you put a quarter in it and it goes round and round? So the three of us [Karen, Jessica, and me.. not Anna ,cuz she was too ashamed of us], positioned ourselves around the carousel, put a quarter in.. and held on for dear life. Okay... so the thing didnt' even go fast.. more like a slight jogging pace, but it was fun nonetheless. We got some nasty looks from the people that passed us by. I must admit. It was a pretty funny sight to see 3 teenage girls crammed into this small, tiny, and pathetic excuse for a carousel. So the extent of our quarter ended, and we had to retreat back to Olive Garden to make our stomachs happy.
Dinner was yummy. Then again, Olive Garden is always yummy. Interesting conversations we had. Karen got wired on 6? packets of sugar. Oh geez, and she was already hyper! To wrap things up... dinner was good, we said good bye to jessica and karen, and now i'm here.. at home.
So now its raining, and its wetter than Jessican Simpson on her wedding night. -.-;; Go figure. Its cold, and i'm in need of something hot. Hope your day was swell...

Till then...

Captain Meg plundered at11:30 PM |