Saturday, January 17, 2004

i have got to get used to having class on fridays again. ughhhhh. it's only for an hour, but still. ::sigh:: work was...well, work. today was one of those days where everyone just decides to drop on by w/o an appointment and demand attention, even while i'm helping someone else. sheesh. are ppl really that clueless? apparently. yesterday, dad was supposed to interview a potential employee. she was supposed to come at 5. 5:15, she calls and says she's in traffice, but she should be there soon. 5:40, she's really close by. 6, still not here, so dad leaves. she has the nerve to call again today to schedule another interview. ::rollseyes:: i don't get some people.

at least the evening was better. hit traffic on the way to christine's, but on the way to the city, there was NO traffic. amazingly enough. it was weird, friday nite, and no traffic at the toll plaza or on the bridge. christine, byron, and i went to Grand Cafe on Geary. French restaurant next to Hotel Monaco. The architecture of the restaurant and the hotel were beautiful. Modern, w/ class. Very nice. A little noisy, but not too badly. We could still carry a conversation at the table. We decided to go there since the month of January, the city is having it's Dine-about-Town and this is one of the many listed. Food was alright. started off w/ a watercress, blood orange and ruby grapefruit salad w/ a light vinegarette & byron & christine had a veal soup w/ winter greens. I had the roasted chicken and mashed potatoes, byron and christine had the fish, hake, w/ fingerling potatoes. I prolly should've had the fish, since it's something i can't get every where, but i was really in the mood for some mashed potatoes...and they were yummy! nice and creamy...it was prolly the best part of the entree. the chicken was good, really moist and not dry at all, but just...ordinary i guess. Dessert, byron and i had ice cream...milk chocolate, hazelnut, and one more...i can't remember the flavor. and christine had banana cream pie...eesh. hahahhahahaa. mmmm, and i had a nice glass of beringer chardonnay. that was good too. it was fun to sit, talk, and ppl watch. byron was sweet, he gave me and christine flowers.
next saturday, lunch at asia de cuba...oooo! can't wait!

tomorrow, sleep in, costco, memorial for sharon, then tony roma's w/ the family for bday dinner....i should start on my hw tho...nahhhhhhh

someone shared this w/ me and i thot i'd pass it along...i think it explains it all. it sucks being "her"...really, it does...i guess it can work both ways too...
What is a Meantime Girl?
"She’s the one you call when you’re bored because she makes you laugh. She’s the one you talk to when you’re feeling down because she’s willing to lend an ear and be a friend. She’s not the one you call when you need a date to your company’s Christmas party, or to go dancing with on a Saturday night. She’s the one you spend time with between girlfriends, before you find "The One". You know, the one who you keep around in the meantime."

"She’s not one of the guys, not a tomboy, but you don’t look at her as a "real" woman, either. She’s not mean enough, moody enough, or sexy enough to be seen in that light. She’s too laid-back, too easily amused by the same things your male buddies are amused by. She’s too understanding, too comfortable – she doesn’t make you feel nervous or excited the way a "real" woman does. But she’s cool, and nice, and funny, and attractive enough that when you’re lonely and need intimate female companionship, she’ll do just fine. You don’t have to wine and dine her because she knows the real you already, and you don’t have any facades to keep up, no pretenses to preserve. You’re not trying to get anything of substance out of her. She’s not easy, but you know that she cares about you and is attracted to you, and that she’ll give you the intimacy you need. And you know you don’t have to explain yourself or the situation, that she’ll be able to cope with the fact that this isn’t the beginning of a relationship or that there’s any possibility that you have any real romantic feelings for her. It won’t bother her that you’ll get up in the morning, put on your pants, say goodbye, and go on a date with the woman you’ve been mooning over for weeks who finally agreed to go out with you. She’ll settle for a goodbye hug and a promise to call her and tell her how the date went. She’s just so cool . . . why can’t all women be like that?!"

"But deep down, if you really think about it (which you probably don’t because to you, the situation between the two of you isn’t important enough to merit any real thought), you know that it’s really not fair. You know that although she would never say it, it hurts her to know that despite all her good points and all the fun you two have, you don’t think she’s good enough to spend any real time with. Sure, it’s mostly her fault, because she doesn’t have to give in to your needs – she could play the hard-to-get girl like the rest of them do, if she really wanted to. But you and she both know that she probably couldn’t pull it off. Maybe she’s too short, or a little overweight, or has a big birthmark on her forehead, or works at Taco Bell. Whatever the reason, somehow life has given her a lot of really great qualities but has left out the ones that men want (or think they want) in a woman. So she remains forever the funny friend, the steadfast companion, the secret lover, and you go on searching for your goddess who will somehow be everything you ever wanted in a woman."

"You’ll joke to her that she should be the best man at your wedding, and she’ll laugh and make a joke about a smelly rental tux."

"She doesn’t captivate you with her beauty, or open doors with her smile. Mainly she blends in with the crowd. She’s safe. She doesn’t want to be the center of attention and turn the heads of everyone in the room. But she wants to turn someone’s head. She wants to be special to someone, too. We all do."

"She has feelings. She has a heart. In fact, she probably has a bigger and better heart than any woman you’ve ever known because she’s had a front-row seat to The Mess That Is Your Life, and she likes you anyway. She obviously sees something worthwhile and redeeming in you because although you’ve given her nothing, absolutely no reason to still be around, she is."

"Anyway, yeah. I’m a Meantime Girl. Been one more times than I care to admit. I don’t know the reason, really, and at this point I don’t even care. I just want to let every guy know who’s ever had the good fortune to have a Meantime Girl that we may be a lot of fun, but we cry, too. A lot. And someday we won’t be around."- Anonymous

Tuesday, January 13, 2004

wow! thank you hil, christine, drea, christy, christie, stacey, maria, dave, lester, and davey for taking me out tonite to Barneys! it was really yummmmmyyy! thank you also for the presents. you guys really shouldn't have! wayyyyy too much! thanks for making me day special!

thank you linz, tamaron, & brandon for sending me your wishes from so far away. i miss you guys and wish you could be up here to party w/ me! thank you jamz & jenn...you guys are too much. i don't deserve it!

luv you all!

Sunday, January 11, 2004

what a nice weekend =D woke up at 4:15 saturday morning, picked up hil, ryan, james, & jenn & headed to sugar bowl. wonderful snow =) not too crowded at all. "want a BANANA??" "HECK NO!!" "it's all about STYLE" "my lips are cold, can you warm them up for me?" "can i ride up w/ the 3 of you?" "uhhhh...ok" "TRAITOR!" "so how's your day?" "good..." ::rolls eyes:: and of course, had to end the day at HIRO'S! mmmmm...so good. thank you guys for coming up w/ me! you guys are the best! we should make this an annual thing ;) change it to a few days tho.... =)

today, church, home, then went to joe's crab shack w/ the foundation family. supposed to be like a dinner for the foundation, but they celebrated my birthday & ben's. how embarrassing, had to use a hoola hoop while they sang to us....mmmmm...good food =) good drinks too! strawberry margarita swirled w/ a daiquiri & a shot of midori. YUMMMMMM back to hsiao house to play w/ puppies and eat mud pie. yummmm. thnx mom & dad hsiao, drea, tony, theo, ben, daniel, byron, christine, and toby for celebrating my birthday w/ me! luv ya!

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