Conversation took place after Lakers lost in 2nd OT tonight...
Miss Julze: woohooo bobcats!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Auto Response from (friend from LA): FUCKING RIDICULOUS GAME
friend: i hate you julia
Miss Julze: hehe
friend: hate doesnt even describe my emotions actually
friend: aksjdfghjkasfhgfhads
Miss Julze: ahahahahaa
Miss Julze: awwwww
Miss Julze: u heart me
friend: rearrange heart and take out the R
friend: and you have H A T E
Miss Julze: hahahaha
Miss Julze: thats how it is being a fan
Miss Julze: gotta take the tough losses and heartbreaks
friend: this was just ridiculous
Miss Julze: trust me ive had more of those then u
friend: after sitting through ALL THAT
Miss Julze: lol
friend: what a waste of my time
Miss Julze: kobe got fouled out
friend: on two stupid fouls
friend: on was supposed to be on odom
friend: and the 2nd wasnt even a foul
Miss Julze: whatever other ppl always get stupid fouls when they play kobe
Miss Julze: its karma
Miss Julze: KARMA!
friend: no its not karma
Miss Julze: KARMA for raping people
friend: kobe makes them foul
friend: he is a playmaker
Miss Julze: and rapist
Miss Julze: haha
friend: it was consensual
friend: he just creamed on her face
Miss Julze: u werent there
friend: and she got mad
Miss Julze: hahaha ewww
Miss Julze: wtf kevin
Miss Julze: i did not expect that
Miss Julze: ahahahaha
friend: haha
friend: ok i think ive vented enough for the night
Miss Julze: ahahaha
Miss Julze: all good
Miss Julze: woohoo bobcats!
Miss Julze: ahaha
friend: ................
friend: dont talk to me
Miss Julze: heheheeee
Miss Julze: i miss u kevin!
Miss Julze: nice catching up!
Miss Julze: hahahaha
friend: haha miss you too
friend: but i still hate you
Miss Julze: ahahahaha
friend: i hope you dream of 24
friend: all over the place
Miss Julze: ewwww
Miss Julze: hahaha
friend: so BAD night to you
Tuesday, January 27
Monday, January 26
It's more than just a pimple
So for the first time in my life in the past 20 something years, I popped my first pimple. Kind of. I don't think I did it right either.
But its more than just a pimple.
The pimple made me feel awfully alone when I stared into the mirror and was very unsure of what I should do. This may sound kind of strange, but its not only because I don't get pimples that often, but just in general the last couple of months have not been the easiest trying to figure things out. An old friend of mine just told me the other day that he thought I looked like a "lost sad puppy" when I first moved up here. And somehow, somewhere along the line in the last couple of months, I've changed and I did not realize it until the damn pimple is staring back at me. I got kind of excited because I realize I'm having a "first" moment with myself that I haven't had in a very long time. I've always been scared of what is unfamiliar, but for once, I find myself wanting to do something I've never done. So I tried popping my pimple, and I think I just might try and be adventurous this new year =)
I know this sounds ridiculous... all this over a damn pimple. But perhaps the beginning of an end may be the beginning of some growing up.
As excited as I am to embrace change, I really hope I won't be getting too many pimples. Haha.
Happy Chinese New Year btw!
But its more than just a pimple.
The pimple made me feel awfully alone when I stared into the mirror and was very unsure of what I should do. This may sound kind of strange, but its not only because I don't get pimples that often, but just in general the last couple of months have not been the easiest trying to figure things out. An old friend of mine just told me the other day that he thought I looked like a "lost sad puppy" when I first moved up here. And somehow, somewhere along the line in the last couple of months, I've changed and I did not realize it until the damn pimple is staring back at me. I got kind of excited because I realize I'm having a "first" moment with myself that I haven't had in a very long time. I've always been scared of what is unfamiliar, but for once, I find myself wanting to do something I've never done. So I tried popping my pimple, and I think I just might try and be adventurous this new year =)
I know this sounds ridiculous... all this over a damn pimple. But perhaps the beginning of an end may be the beginning of some growing up.
As excited as I am to embrace change, I really hope I won't be getting too many pimples. Haha.
Happy Chinese New Year btw!
Tuesday, January 20
There is always room for beer
Read this from a digger's comment on an article today:
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "yes." The professor then produced two cans of beer from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things--your family, your children, your health, your friends, your favorite passions--things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else--the small stuff. If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house, and fix the disposal. "Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer represented.
The professor smiled. "I’m glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of beers."
Link to the article & comment: http://digg.com/odd_stuff/Man_stabbed_at_York_Hotel_ignores_wound_to_finish_his_beer
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "yes." The professor then produced two cans of beer from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things--your family, your children, your health, your friends, your favorite passions--things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else--the small stuff. If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house, and fix the disposal. "Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer represented.
The professor smiled. "I’m glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of beers."
Link to the article & comment: http://digg.com/odd_stuff/Man_stabbed_at_York_Hotel_ignores_wound_to_finish_his_beer
Monday, January 19
A Depressing Monday
Apparently this monday was supposed to be the worst monday ever. According to some sort of study (I really don't understand why people spend time and resources studying things like this), this is the worst mondays of all so far due to the post holiday depression in an economic recession.
For me... its just been a long monday because the weekend was too much fun and went by too quickly. Then having to go to work on a holiday, struggling with trying to stay awake and pull and organize reports is the last thing I want to be doing today. I would much rather end a supposed 3 day weekend cuddling with Toffee and watch ALL the games that were! But I think the gods of basketball must hate me. Sigh. The Suns did so bad that I don't even have anything to say anymore. And to all you Lakers fans that I talk crap to... yes yes I know. You won... blah. But I still say if Cavs have all their starters back, this wouldve been a very different game.
Then I was reminded that Chinese New Year is right around the corner.
I miss home.
For me... its just been a long monday because the weekend was too much fun and went by too quickly. Then having to go to work on a holiday, struggling with trying to stay awake and pull and organize reports is the last thing I want to be doing today. I would much rather end a supposed 3 day weekend cuddling with Toffee and watch ALL the games that were! But I think the gods of basketball must hate me. Sigh. The Suns did so bad that I don't even have anything to say anymore. And to all you Lakers fans that I talk crap to... yes yes I know. You won... blah. But I still say if Cavs have all their starters back, this wouldve been a very different game.
Then I was reminded that Chinese New Year is right around the corner.
I miss home.
Sunday, January 11
New Year
I usually don't do new year resolutions. The way I see it is that most people don't really follow through anyway and at the end of the year they either don't want to think about it, or they try to convince themselves that the new year would be different. That this time, they would really make it happen.
However this year it is going to be different for me. I actually came up with a few resolutions for once and I really want to try my best to follow through. I use to always resent change, I enjoy routine and simple things in life. I like things they way they are suppose to be, or they way they have always been. But after everything, I've come to accept that change is inevitable in life, so I am going to try my best to embrace whatever comes my way this new year.
However this year it is going to be different for me. I actually came up with a few resolutions for once and I really want to try my best to follow through. I use to always resent change, I enjoy routine and simple things in life. I like things they way they are suppose to be, or they way they have always been. But after everything, I've come to accept that change is inevitable in life, so I am going to try my best to embrace whatever comes my way this new year.
Wednesday, January 7
Toffee the little Lady
This is Toffee when she was a puppy. Isn't she adorable? 
This is Toffee now. All grown up :)
Monday, January 5
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