Monday, June 30, 2014

You've been good to me, Joseph Richards (Nightclub)!

It's was a great weekend.

#Ootn
On Friday, my family and I went to hot pot at Clay Hotpot out in Richmond.

On Saturday (the main highlight of the weekend), my friends and I went to JR Nightclub to celebrate Kesh's 27th (!!!!) birthday. Here's a kicker - I thought the age of 27 was a wee bit too old for the clubs already.

My outfit made me look like a hooker in my opinion. I think a lot of it contributes to my short hair and the fact that my earrings were a bit past my hair.

If you follow me on Instagram, you probably saw my make-up too.



I am not going to lie. The last time I was at JR Nightclub was with The Boy. A part of me didn't want to go because I didn't want to be remembered of that night in particular but much to my surprised, the night club renovated itself so the only thing familiar was the where the bar was located.

Here's the men that I encountered throughout the night:
1) The Stalking Asian
As you know, I'm not a big fan of Asians; they simply don't attract me. As I got into the club, I ordered myself beer and watched the last game of beer pong. I noticed this Asian guy standing next to me, smiling at me. I looked away. I looked back. Still smiling.

Soon, we were settled into our booth. I noticed the Asian guy coming around and lingering around our booth. I was slightly creep out so I told my friend Arcy to keep an eye out.

We soon ventured into the dance club... and lo and behold, guess who's tryin to dance behind me?! The Stalking Asian guy!! Arcy had to pull me away so many times but yet, he still didn't get the message. And when I was sandwiched between Arcy and my other friend, MJ, he decides to dance beside me. Can you talk about desperate? I don't recall how we shook him off and I haven't seen him from the time we got rid of him til we left.

2) The "Sly" Italian
This dude was dressed in a World Cup jersey, and while it's understandable that the games are still on, I don't think it's club wear appropriate. He just came out of nowhere and decided to dance up on Arcy and I.

3) The "Gentleman"
I use the term gentleman lightly here. This guy was dancing, and I mean letting his booty shake in front of our table. When we hit the club, he comes rushing after us, grabs my hand, kisses it, and tries to grind. Errr... no.

We legit needed candles to take our selfies. I was buzzed at that point.
4) The White Boy
It's what white people do, right? Haha, jokes! This guy (and his friends) were amazing! Whenever I needed a break from the dance floor, I'd visit these guys and they knew how to dance and had a good time (without being a creeper!). He shook his ass in my face, sings the lyrics to my face, and then encourages me to rub butts with him, haha. Don't judge, but trust me, life of the party was where those guys were seated at!

5) The Wheelchair Boy
Arcy caught this guy checking me out and when I did the same to him, he was quite good looking. I've never been with anyone in a wheelchair (or even talked to one for the matter) but I knew enough not to treat them any differently. We were both glancing back and forth but none of us mustered the courage to talk to each other. I sort of wished I did because he seemed like a decent fella! Arcy suggested I give him a lap dance, haha.

6) The No-Name Ninja
This guy - didn't even have a good look at him - comes up from behind, grabs me by my waist and starts dancing behind me. Literally, I was yelling to my friends, "Who the fuck is behind me?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!" and, like always, Arcy pulled me away and told him to screw off. Seriously, guys - don't do that.

7) The Classmate aka Kesh
This was the one that creeped me out the most. We're classmates, and since it was his birthday, he turned 27 years old. I don't think he was drunk because he didn't drink much and he has a high tolerance for alcohol. Needless to say, whenever I was dancing, I felt a beer belly rubbing against my back.

Uh... yeah. Instant turn off and extremely uncomfortable for me. I also began feeling a hand on my waist/back and eventually tries to wrap his arms around my waist. Everytime I move away (as in shuffle a few side steps), he'll get closer too.

It was sooooo uncomfortable. I felt like because he knew I was drunk and I'm single, he thinks he can "get at it". Nope, nope, nope.

When I told Arcy how I felt about Kesh, she later told me that Kesh was doing the same thing to her too. HAHA. No, go pick a stranger, not me or my friend!


I'll admit, I nearly threw up in the club. So classy of me, eh?

So, thank you again Joseph Richards for another fun night. I've always loved visiting that club!

Monday Today includes finally getting my Canada Day clothes package (just in time for Canada Day, hallelujah!) and an internship interview and possibly catching the new Transformer movie.

Busy start to the week, hope the rest of the week turns out well!

(Oh yeah, TMI but on Wednesday is my first PAP test... extremely nervous, I feel like cancelling it!).

Sunday, June 29, 2014

Bittersweet Closures


Can we all praise Taylor Swift as the goddess for heartbroken songs?

I know I said I wouldn't talk about The Boy anymore since his previous encounter with me but nonetheless, I have found myself listening to TS (especially the song above) on repeat these past few days.

Why?

I'm back in contact with The Boy.
There's a bittersweet ending to this, though.

I had my heartbroken the second time by The Boy last week. How?

Well, let's just say... him buzzed + me drunk = sex.
I just remember unblocking him because I felt like I missed him so much. A week later, on Saturday, we texted each other and agreed to meet up at his place as we were both going home from our parties.

One thing led to another and we slept again.
I remember little details like, "I know you're not going to say no, and I don't want to hurt you but please say no and I won't do anything." or something like, "To be honest, I still want you so badly but I can't stand to hurt you again."

How could I resist the man I still love dearly? I remember running my fingers over his face for the last time and felt a smile forming as I accepted him.

He and I didn't regret that night but as painful to admit (and hear it too), that night shouldn't have happened. We're still both trying to sort our feelings for each other.

But, in a way, something positive happened. I got my last closure that I needed. My heart finally was allowed to let go of the hope of us getting back together. That was the closure I needed to move on, and if I'm being honest here, I wouldn't have gotten it if I never went over to his place that night. I had my heartbroken again (or at least, it was felt like it was breaking) but I knew this pain was necessary to move on, once in for all.


I hate knowing some other girl will eventually spend her life with him. I'm envious of this girl and she isn't even in the picture yet. A part of me still hopes we'll be together in the future but that hope isn't as big as it was before. The past few days, I've met up with a few people and for once, I feel free from The Boy clogging up my mind.

Since that closure, I feel like we're back on a positive path to being friends. I feel like he was waiting for me to accept the fact that we're no longer going to get back together. We communicate in a much more open style. We replies positively and quicker than before.

That night, I was happy. That night replaces my thoughts of him. I loved the fact that the last memory I have of him is not him breaking my heart, but to see how peaceful and beautiful this man is when he's cuddled up in a blanket burrito.

I'll probably be sharing that memory with another girl, but for the time being, it's mine and I'm grateful that's my new found memory of him. 


I'm happier than I was in the previous months with this situation. There are times when I question his feelings (like a few days ago, he called me up, apologized, broke down crying, and hung up; and he wasn't even drunk), but until then, like everyone says, if it's meant to be, it'll happen.

So, perhaps I'll see him in a few years. Perhaps, we're better off friends. Or perhaps, we're supposed to be going our separate ways.

 Best song to describe everything.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

New laptop! (Early graduation gift)

Happy hump day!

I'm extremely happy this week because on Monday, I skipped school (LOL) and went shopping! I ended up getting a new laptop to replace my old 4 years old laptop because it was getting extremely slow (freezes when I watch a 30 sec YouTube video) and I get the oh-so-lovely blue screen crashes.

And, I was told that if I ever do see the blue screen, it means it's time to replace the laptop because it would've died anytime soon which means I probably couldn't retrieve any of my files anymore.

So, without further ado, I present to you the new HP 14-n048ca!

It's so insanely gorgeous! I got it at my old Best Buy and my co-workers were willing to package this laptop into a deal for exactly $400 (my budget).

It's 14 inches which I thought would be too small but it ends up being just perfect and light/small enough to carry on the go. It also has a touch screen that I'm still getting used to but it comes in handy from time to time. I no longer have the number pad so getting used to typing on a new keyboard is... different. Hurray for blogging! It's practice for me!

I did encounter a few errors on my first night of setting the laptop up. Shitty Windows 8! It took me two days to figure out the resolution for my problem which means it's taking me about a total of three days total to set everything up and transfer all the files. As I'm typing this, I'm currently downloading/installing The Sims 3 and transferring my music files onto a USB.

After the music files, I can finally say goodbye to my old (shitty) laptop!

Transferring programs is so annoying.
Thank you, Best Buy for giving me such a steep discount on an insanely good laptop and my parents for not getting mad at me for picking out my own graduation gift without discussing it with them and being so nice to pay for it ^__^

(I can't wait to start playing The Sims!)

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Celebrate Canada Day In Style!

I need better collage-making skills...
Canada Day is just one week away and I just realized (and I'm ashamed to admit this), I don't have any Canada clothes!

Nada. Zip.

As in, I don't even know what I wore on Canada Day in the previous years...

So, being frugal with my money, I decided to visit one of my favourite stores online to see some affordable Canada wear I can get before the big celebration.


(This is not an affiliated or promoted post. I actually just enjoy Bluenotes as a store).

Everything in the (horrible) collage above is from the Bluenotes stores. And the best part? Most of these (aside from the hoodies) are $10 and under

And, if you know me, I hate paying for clothes that are more than $10-$15.

I'm planning to visit the store this week and grab a tank top from them and pair it off with my white shorts. And, perhaps the hoodie too... it looks great. Definiately the men's shirt with hockey, beer and bacon!

Super excited to celebrate Canada Day again!

Friday, June 20, 2014

Friday's Five Ways I'm Cutting Back on my Spendings


How many times have I mentioned cutting back and start saving?

Answer: a lot.  

While looking at my bank account last week, I had a wake up call. I was realizing how much money I'm blowing in such a little amount of time. And these weren't expenses - these were luxuries such as movies tickets, dine outs for dinner and lunch, unnecessary clothes, etc.

AKA, things I can reduce, cut back, and save.

1. Coffee
I'm split between Starbucks and Tim Horton's. There are months when I will have Starbucks more than Timmy's and vice versa. I usually order a vanilla latte (tall for $4.04) or a French Vanilla at Timmy's (medium for $2.10). And yes, you can judge the amount of visits by my memorized prices.

To cut back, I purpose that I switch Starbucks from a near-daily basis to a treat. At school, I have midterms and finals every three weeks, so I can allow myself to reload only $10 onto my Starbucks card. And to make it last while, I'll only purchase tall drinks, and nothing else. When I earn my lucky dozen star, I'll treat myself to a grande (or even a frappuccino!).

As for Timmy's, even though it's cheap at only $2.10/medium drink or about $1.89(??) for a small, I'll cut back to only 3 drinks per week. The other two days will be given to water. That way, I can save money and feed my body with a better liquid.

Savings?
Starbucks: $10/month = ~$120/year (even less if I don't drink Starbucks on my exam dates!); comparable at $20/month or $240/year.
Timmy's: $6.30/week = ~$327.60/year (comparable at $546/year). Less if I order a small drinks and not counting holiday days and weeks where I'll be at home and nowhere near a Tim Horton's.

2. Lunch/Dinner Dine-Outs 
For lunch, I usually get a salad at my local salad bar for $5 and for dinner, it varies but usually averages about $10 or less.

I purpose that for lunch, I do not exceed past $5 (taxes included) and only limit myself to 3 lunch dine outs per week (like my coffee cut back). For dinner, I will not go past $10 (taxes included) and will only allow myself to eat out two times per week. Now, keep in mind this is only for weekdays. If I'm not going out on weekends, I get too lazy to get dress and head out to get food.

Savings?
Lunch: $15/week = ~$780/year (of course, even less when I don't consider holiday days/weeks where I'd stay home; comparable at $25/week or $1,300/year).
Dinner: $20/week = ~$1,040/year (likewise, even less if I don't count holiday days/weeks that I'm nowhere near a restaurant; comparable at $50/week or $2,600/year).

3. Movies
I try to watch movies on Tuesdays where it's 60% off (about ~$6ish per ticket) but even then that eats up a lot of money if I watch even two movies a month.

To cut back, I purpose that I only watch movies on Tuesdays, and ONLY one movie per month.
And no popcorn! Only movies I'm "dying" to see, and no repetitions! Also, no fancy movie upgrades such as AVX and perhaps no 3D :S

Savings?
$6/month = ~$72/year
Comparable at $18/month or $936/year.
And, of course, I can save $6 if I never watch a movie for the entire month. Which is possible because I tend to be a bit picky about my movies!

4. Junk food
I love junk food. I claim to be the Queen of Junk Food.
But, to save my body from further destruction, I'm going to cut back on my junk food intake. And yes, we're talking about fast food (ties in with dine outs), chips, cupcakes, cookies, drinks, etc. etc.

I wish I can calculate how much I can save but unfortunately, I don't know the average price of my junk food intake. However, regardless, I can guarantee you that I'll be saving if I cutback my intakes.

5. Impulse purchases
Ho, ho, ho, this is a tricky one! Aside from foods, a lot of my money goes into impulse purchases, thinking that I neeeeeeeeeeeed the item! For example, my hairspray. Sure it was only $4 but it's $4 that I could've saved!

Like junk food, I don't have an average on my impulse purchases. However, to cut back on these stupid things I'm buying that's only collecting dust in the corner, I'll use every trick in the book about impulse purchases. I'll consider if I really need this before putting it in my basket. I can live without a dress that I'm only going to wear 2-3 times a year. I can live without $1 baskets that are cute (even if it's only $1).


I know a lot of these calculations are based on weekdays, but that doesn't mean I'll splurge on weekends too. I'll take into considerations towards what I'm doing on the weekends (clubbing vs. lounge?), drinks, foods, and especially taxi rides.

So, hopefully this summer, I'll have more money in the bank instead of losing it like crazy!

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Why I Chose to Have an Abortion

Here's the thing.

If you're closed minded and resent abortion, this post isn't meant for you. I'm not here to persuade you into why you should switch to pro-choice. I'm here to share my story; get it off my chest; give girls a boost in courage to what they feel is a right choice.

When I shared my rape story, I got a surprising amount of support e-mails but also questions about my abortion because I didn't really go into details about it in the story aside that I was pregnant at 19 and had an abortion at that time.

Few things are probably going through your mind:
- where was the protection? (aka, you're stupid and irresponsible!)
- why didn't you take a morning after pill?
- you were raped, of course you got an abortion!

And let me just say, it's hard for me to admit my wrong doings, but I will. When have I ever lied on my blog?

Where was the protection?
During the time that I was (happily) seeing him, I was on birth control pills. Before this incident took place, I told myself to get out of the hell hole this relationship is, and branded myself single. In simple words, I got off my birth control because I was no longer in a relationship - makes sense right?

When this incident took place, it was against my will. Nick isn't a fan of condoms, but we've been together long enough that whenever "quick sex" happens, I didn't get pregnant. Nick assumed that because he pulls out (like a few other times in the past), nothing can happen. I got used to the fact that whenever we had unprotected sex, no pregnancy scare came out of it. And, when Nick is turned on, his mind is solely on sex and nothing else. He didn't give a rats ass about getting condoms or making sure I was protected.

So, because we had unprotected sex a few times, I took my chances. I thought this was just like any other encounter. Against my will, quick and pull out.

Why didn't I take a morning after pill?
To be honest, in the previous experiences of unprotected sex, I rushed to the nearest clinic to get a Plan B pill. I can make some bogus excuse but in all honestly, I don't remember why I didn't go. When I reflect on it, I might have simply forgot. That's it. I forgot to get a Plan B pill.

Call me stupid, I know my mistakes.

When I found out I was pregnant, the nurse told me I was on the borderline of getting approved for an abortion. If I waited another week, no clinic would accept me because I'm too far into my pregnancy. I'm not going to lie, I felt like I was lucky.

Sure, I was an idiot to be so foolish and unsafe but I felt like God (as ironic as it is in this situation), gave me a chance and I took it.

Being 19, I was not ready for a child.

I was still wrapping up my first year of university. I was working part time in a minimum wage job. I was still a kid myself, damn it. I don't know a thing about raising a child.

But, the biggest reason why I chose to get an abortion was not because I couldn't handle a child financially and mentally. It was because I believed I couldn't handle a child physically.

I'm thin and my BMI is considered underweight. When I found out I was pregnant, I didn't even show a baby bump!

I was worried I was either going to lose the baby throughout the pregnancy because of my body shape/health or I'm not strong and healthy enough to give birth to one yet.

When I do want a start a family, I want to be prepared. I want to visit ten billion nutritionists and doctors to work out a meal plan to ensure my body is healthy and strong for the entire pregnancy and birth.

This unexpected pregnancy took me surprised. I never had a chance to prepare my body for it. Hell, because I didn't know for so long, I was eating raw salmon fish almost on a daily basis and drinking alcohol!

In simple words, I chose to have an abortion, not because of how the child was conceived, but because I'm selfish and put myself first. I believed my body isn't capable of such thing yet and I stuck to it. That's the most selfish thing I've done but when I reflect back, what happened if I did choose to go through with it? Would I be a mother now? Or would I have lost the child somewhere along the pregnancy?

At the time I chose to get an abortion, I wasn't emotionally attached to the child yet because I just found out about 'it' a day or two prior. If I continued to keep the child and built an emotional bond with it, I can't imagine the pain and possible depression that might overcome me if I lost it.

Pregnancy is a scary (but wonderful) thing. I chose to get an abortion because I'm selfish about my well being.

So, at the age of 19, I was pregnant with my first child. At the age of 19, I also chose to have an abortion.

I don't regret it and I personally believe I did the right thing for my myself and my life. I have nothing against teen parents, but teen parenthood just wasn't meant for me and I escaped it only by mere "luck".

If you're ever in my position, or considering an abortion for whatever reason, do it for yourself. That's my advice. It's your body, your life, your choice. 

Was I scared? Yes!
But I wasn't scared of what society will think of me, or how they might taunt me. I was scared of the procedure (which, is nothing to be afraid of it).

Trust me. If you feel it's the right thing to do for personal reasons, trust your instinct.

Monday, June 16, 2014

#2014BloggerChallenge - Edamame Recipe

I love edamame! For those who don't know what edamame is, it's basically cooked soybeans; popular in Japanese, Korean and Chinese cultures.

Edamame is simple, fast and easy to make. It serves as a great snack or a side dish for dinner!

While edamame is cheap at sushi stores, I still refuse to pay $2-4 for a small bowl of soybeans when I can just make them at home!

To make your own edamame, you'll need:
  • (Frozen) soybeans (uncooked) [I got mine from Superstore and T&T]
  • Pot of boiling water
  • Salt (or preferred seasoning)
1. To begin, fill your pot with water and let it reach a boiling point.
2. Put in your desire amount of soybeans and let it boil for about 10 minutes on high.
You don't want to boil it for too long or your beans will be extremely soggy.
3. If you want, you can put salt into your pot at this point. As you can see below, I sprinkled some salt into mines. However, I love my beans to be salty!


4. Once cooked, transfer the beans into a bowl and let it cool down! :)
5. Add salt or preferred seasoning.


I layered salt after a new batch of soybeans is put into this basket. I like my salt.


If you want it like the how they serve in a Japanese restaurant, you can let it cool down or run it through cold water before seasoning them. I just eat them once they're cooled down enough to touch.

Enjoy!

Monday, June 9, 2014

University Tip: Switch Your Majors (Before It's Too Late)


Another year of success graduates crossing the big stage! Congrats to all those that finished high school or university!

As I (and along with many of my friends) am graduating soon, we were reflecting on our academic careers.

Currently, I'm studying Human Resources (as listed on my bio page) but did you know I was majoring in Marketing Management when I first started university?

I remember falling in love with Marketing back in high school and wanted to be a Director of Marketing for a company. I remember unleashing my creativity and learning how big name brands target the mind. I remember all the group projects that required us to promote a made up object. I remember the countless SWOT and PEST analysises needed.

Marketing.
(I remember it all).


Halfway through my studies, I found myself one day thinking about my major. I was starting to doubt it. I started doubting if I really wanted to make a career out of marketing.

Out of nowhere, Human Resources crept into my mind. I don't know how it did - I never saw a single brochure or academic guide advertising HR to me. It just popped into my mind around the time I started doubting my major.

Here's the thing: back in my university, the Marketing Management degree did not require us to take any HR classes; so I didn't know what HR was really about (and yes, it's much more than just hiring and firing people). But yet, the fact that I'm getting a Marketing Management degree bothered me a whole lot. I started losing motivation to go to my classes. I started asking around what they thought about a marketing career.

I eventually came across Martin. He told me he's graduating with a mathematics degree, but he regrets it immensely. He had one year left until graduation and felt like he'll be wasting his time and money if he started all over to pursue his desired degree. That moment, he told me,

"Jess, if you're ever unsure about your major, you have to switch. Switch when you have the chance to. Otherwise, you'll be graduating with regret."

I lost sleep over his whole ordeal of switching majors. But, I knew my guts were telling me to make the switch before the start of a new semester. The next thing I know, I headed towards to Admin Offices and asked for a major switch application and I remember writing 'Marketing Management' in the Current Major box, and then writing 'Human Resources Management' in the New Major box. Within a few weeks, I got a confirmation that the school approved of my major switch.

Did I have to take a whole bunch of new courses? Yes.
Did it push back my graduation date? In a way, yes.
Did it increase my tuitions? Yes.
Did I enjoy my classes? Yes, much more than my marketing courses.
Did I ever have thoughts of switching back (or to another major)? No. I never had a single doubt after the switch.
Did I regret it? Of course not. Marketing was an affair; HR is my love.

To be honest, I think I would be miserable if I stuck it out with Marketing Management. In fact, I don't even know if I would end up with a Marketing degree since I felt unpassionate about it. But, right now, I'm beyond happy and thrilled that I'm graduating with an HR Management degree. Right now, I have friends telling me that they regret majoring in accounting, engineering, etc. etc. and contemplating if they should switch majors right now.

I couldn't give them the advice that I got because my friends are nearly done. But to know how uninterested/unpassionate they are about their (potential) future career is incredibly upsetting. I wish they had a Martin in their life to tell them to switch when they still had a chance too.

Bottomline is, your degree is with you forever. No one can take that away from you (unless you cheated, or whatever). What you do with your degree is up to you, but the thought of being in a career that I have no passion for was scary. 

If you doubt your major right now, give it some serious thought. Once I made a switch to HR, I never doubted it. I personally believe that if you're doubting your degree (and I'm not talking about a 10 minute doubt session because you saw an infograph of your field-of-study declining), make a switch to something you're more passionate about. 

I feel like the fact that HR Management popped into my mind without any advertising was God's way of directing me to the correct path. And you know what, I'll be brutally honest with you. Some of you guys may not have found your passion yet. But just because you didn't find your passion yet doesn't mean you can't explore your options. Take a few courses outside of your major and not only will you learn more, but you'll be able to determine weather you should switch or not. 

Invest in a passion, not just a degree.

Friday, June 6, 2014

Sorry that I don't "put out" on the first encounter

Remember my first Tinder meet up? "V."

Let's just call him... Victor.

Well, I didn't tell you the first encounter that he suggested we head back to his place. I shot it down, laughing as I told him it's too early.



We then continued to text and he spent a week in the hospital. During his one week stay, he was begging me to come visit him but I have my reasons not to visit him (aside from being a cold bitch). He wanted me to stop by (he had his own room) so we can "get it on in the hospital" because he's never had that encounter before.

After the hospital trip, he's been messaging me to come visit him at his place. Bring food to his place, stop by his place, etc. etc. I eventually told him I'm not interested in sex right now, and I'd rather us be friends and see where that goes. He agrees with just being friends.

Here's the bullshit part.

As 'friends', I wanted to hang out like catching a movie, get some food, etc.
But Victor would never agree to it, but at the same time, he won't deny it. He'll reply back with "Hmmmm....."


The moment I hint that I'm down to hang out (regardless if it's at his place or not), he acts like a total gentleman and gets hyped up about it.

I recently moved and it ended up being only 10 minutes away from his place. He used that as an incentive to try to get me to hang out with him (I was a bit hesitant from all his innuendo texts) but agreed to hang out a few nights ago.

That night, he ended up double booking (we agreed to meet at 7 but he had a dinner with his friends at 8). The restaurant was 10 minutes away from my place so he denied my suggestion to reschedule (REALLY?!) and pushed our meet up to 9:45PM. I agreed and told him to meet at the Starbucks just a few streets up (also because I wanted a latte). I joked about him being on time this time around.

I ordered my latte and looked out the window just in time to see him coming. It was exactly at 9:45PM. We walked around the neighbourhood, and because I didn't grow up around this neighbourhood, he showed me around.

I'm not a gold digger, but he might be the cheapest guy I know.
Oh yeah, a funny bit. While I was energized, he was "tired" and suggested we take public transit. I told him, "What?! Why'd you come out if you're so tired already?" Again, no response.

Anyways, we stopped by a fast food joint because I wanted fries. There, he told me that I remind him of his cousin. The way I talk, the way I act, the way I pronounce things... umm... I'm sorry, but if you want someone to sleep with you, you shouldn't compare them to your cousin.

To make things even MORE disgusting and to back up my assumption that he's in it for sex, he left his birthday dinner, EARLIER just to head home and then to the Starbucks. The Starbucks is about 10 minutes away from the restaurant, AND it's up the street - which is why I suggested that particular location. To see him come from the opposite direction made me think - wtf, the restaurant down THAT way, why are you coming from THAT way?!

I asked him why he went home first and he couldn't say it. To me, I think he went home to "get ready" for sexy time. Seriously, how pathetic is that?! To leave your friend's birthday dinner earlier just to go home, get ready and then come back down to meet me. It turns out his friends didn't even know why he left - which indicated that he probably lied and came up with an excuse.

I swear, he had sex on his mind the entire night.

When I suggested we call it a night, he asked if I wanted to come over and "watch a documentary". And when I deny the invitation, he asked if I wanted to do other things... nearby his house. Conviently, nearby his house.

To make it all awkward, he tells me: "I mean, I don't want you to walk back home by yourself... but I need to grab my bike".

And the bike was located at the Starbucks 5 minutes away from my place.

So, I walked him to his bike... and I ended up walking home alone (which wasn't a big deal).

Oh yeah, and somewhere during our short hangout session, he said, "Well, if you're down to come over, I'll just leave the bike here and grab it tomorrow morning."

As in, he thinks I'm gonna sleep over.


So, long story short: I didn't put out and now he's ignoring me.

LOL.

Well, geez, soooooooooooooooorry.

I mean, I get that some people use Tinder as a hook up app, but I made it clear that I wasn't into a hook up, so why keep on trying? If you're not cool with being friends, then just tell me so you don't waste my time AND you can find someone to hook up with you.

#men

Thursday, June 5, 2014

Pixie Cut Update


It's about three weeks since I got my pixie cut.

And, being with someone that has a lot of hair with volume...

This pixie cut ain't working out for me.

Literally, I wake up with hair standing up and I need to spend time fixing it before heading out, and I hate it.

I don't regret cutting it short... but let's just say that, I just wish my hair would grow out by now. I can't stand waking up to see hair standing up.

I had to buy hairspray just to hold those hair in place!

And I haven't purchased hairspray since Stuff by (Hilary) Duff product lines were on the shelves.

Sunday, June 1, 2014

#2014BloggerChallenge - eBook Collection

Can you believe it's June?! I still can't!

A lot has happened the last few days and I'll keep you guys updated soon. For the time being, I'll fill you guys in with what I collect.

Here's the thing about me and collections: I don't collect. I mean, I'd attempt to collect things (eg. rocks, special coins, notebooks, etc) but if you count collecting eBooks to read, then yes, I have my collection.

I love reading, that's a given. I stopped reading actual books because it's getting expensive at the rate I read and takes up room in my bag sometimes. The only time I read a paperback is probably if the book is ridiculously cheap and I don't have it on my tablet yet. Otherwise, I'd mostly grab things online because it's cheaper and lighter for me to carry.

I mean, isn't it awesome that I can carry my entire library collection with me?!


My loved Samsung Galaxy Tab 2. Can you tell on generic everything is? I literally haven't customized it except for downloading and rearranging a few apps. I use this solely for reading, with the occasional Netflix when I'm at school. Other than that, I don't use it for social media (I don't even have FB/Twitter app installed).





A small bit of my digital collection. In total, I have about 320 books loaded into the Kobo app... yes, 320 books. Imagine 320 books on a shelve!

Don't get me wrong, I don't download eBooks just for the hell of it. I download the books that I see myself reading! But, because everything is digital, I began "hoarding" ePubs. There are books on my Kobo that I don't even remember wanting to read, haha. I just like having them! 


And of course, I got the Goodreads app. If you're a bookworm, add me on Goodreads - or leave your link and I'll add you! :)

Is it weird that I collect ePubs/eBooks? What do you collect?