excited.

I'm leaving to the bay area for a few days to visit the fam bam. I haven't seen them since november. I get to give them their christmas presents and meet my newborn first nefu! funnnn.

ugh. my stomach hurts. I had a piece of coconut cream pie that was way overwhelmingly sweet! too late to regret it.

god, I clean this freaking room and either achilles or busko mess it right back up! achilles is excuseable since you know, he's a toddler. that's what he's suppose to do. but I am sick of cleaning up after a grown man. sheesh!

I have to get up at 430am to get ready to leave to the yay by 5ish. and it's already going to be midnight. I guess I could sleep in the car. I guess. I only guess.

I am sleepy and I am annoyed. and I will not name names to avoid scathing feelings. instead I will give stink eye! muahahaahah!

night.

excited.

yawn.

it's early and i'm tired. i don't know why. i didn't do much today, just the usual. you know, take care of the sonsie, but i did do the laundry today. and boy let me tell you, it gets tiring going up and down those stairs!

ugh. bills suck. especially if you go to school exclusively. why couldn't currency be shells or pretty rocks? i'm telling you, those native americans had the right idea.

i've got my follow up dentist appointment on monday. more fillings. i hope they let me keep my lip ring in. i had to take it out for the xrays for my last appointment. i decided to just keep the ring out until the end of the check up, not sure if the dentist was going to let me keep it in or not. well when i was all done, the shit was freaking closing already! i seriously i had to re-pierce myself through both sides! it was horrible.

oh, i felt like i should have been apologizing to the dentist for my whacked out teeth! hahaha. oh, and apparently i have an extra random tooth still inside my gums towards the front upper portion of my grill. CRAZY, HUH?? i saw it right there in the xray! i HOPE it never cuts through. that would suck. i would cry.

god, i hate my grill. i hate it with a passion. forget braces, just hook it up with the veneers! holla.

the underneath of my fingernails are black.

no, not because i'm dirty. well, at least not that dirty. hahaha. i kid i kid.

it's because i dyed my hair today! it's black and it's awesome. it came out better than i expected. i honestly thought i'd hate it, but grow to love it kinda thing. lol.

anyways, things are better today. i'm not feeling so under the weather, but i still am kind of retaining some water weight and am eating like a mofo. yes yes, tell tale signs of the dreaded monthly visit of DUN DUN DUN, period.

ugh. why couldn't we feel gorgeous during our periods instead of well..fat and disgusting?

boohoo.

a little under the weather..

just got back from the dentist. it was okay, better than i expected most def.

and now, now i'm home. cold. feeling a little blue and bloated. oh the woes of being a woman.

7.00 skinny jeans.

freaking made my day yesterday! i went to the mall with the fam, not expecting to find anything, but old navy always stores surprises. a pair of sweetheart fitted gray pants for 7 freaking dollars. i was ecstatic. and i even got a matching top for it for 3 dollars! 3 dollars! end of season clearance is the best, the absolute best. :D

i had no luck finding an over sized tote for school though. i did find this tote that came in silver or gold. it was pretty big, and it was made out of vinyl or patent leather or something, but it was cute. and it was only 7.99, but busko wasn't feeling it and maybe it was a bit too flasy, but like panrosa said, "maybe you're a flashy kind of girl!"

okay, achilles just poured his chips into his potato head. omg this kid is going to be the death of me! now he just poured the all over the bed and carpet! i just finished vacuuming and threatened to vacuum him up if he were to make a repeat offense. hahaha. poor kid is watching dora and watching me from the corner of his eyes. hahahahah.

anyways, my dentist appointment is tomorrow! nervoussssss! i'm so nervous that i printed out the paperwork from their website and have them filled out already. sometimes when i'm nervous, my penmanship isn't legible or i just forget some information. so i figured it would be a good idea to fill it all out at home and just take it in tomorrow.

sigh. i need to google some shizz. brb, dawg.

sidekick community.

i am behind on times here, people. i have just recently found out that there is a website solely designed for sidekick users. it's like an online community where you may post and view other users blogs and pics. i was excited to find something new and entertaining to do on my crap phone, but little did i know.

i swear that community is filled with creepy dudes. huge mistake that i posted my AIM screen name. *shudders*

breathe easy, friend. i have since then taken my screen name down.

anywho, i'm having trouble looking for a book bag for school. everybody tells me i am too old for a backpack. god, i didn't know i had to make such a fashion statement for community college? hahahaha. i think i will probably do some bag hunting on thursday after my..DUN DUN DUN..dentist appointment. i might as well do the rest of school needs shopping then too.

oh god, i have a dentist appointment. don't be grossed out, but i haven't seen a dentist since i was in the 7th or 8th grade! i hate it! i hate how long i have to keep my mouth open. i hate how dry my mouth gets. i hate the inevitable following appointment for my cavities. i couldn't avoid it for another year, guys. i've been having some dull pain in one of my molars. i'd rather get it looked at now than later. i've never had a root canal, but i heard those SUCK.

achilles' baba detox has been going surprisingly well. the last time we tried this we failed miserably. this time around he's taking it fine. yesterday he only had 2 babas! today his dad, NOT ME, gave him a baba in the morning. i'm going to try to keep the baba count to 1 for today. after we've successfully gotten rid of babas, we will tackle down POTTY TRAINING. well, maybe just the gist of it.

see ya later, alligator.

400 dollars?!

on books. books alone so i may pursue higher education. it kills the pockets indeed.

but i've managed to save a buck here and there with SMART shopping. i bid adieu to MAC eyeshadows and hello to NYX singles. they seriously work just as well and are just as intense for the FRACTION of the price. while i was paying 14 dollars for one MAC single, these NYX singles cost about 3 dollars! 3 freaking dollars for MAC quality! so i'll share that with you. you can save a buck too, unless you know, you're a dude.

NO, i do not cheap out on my son's things. he still uses his name brand things and SUPREME diapers. hahahaha. he'd disown me if i bought otherwise. his stools are far too precious for store brand diapers.

hey, that's one thing about being parent. you will cheap out on yourself, but still buy the quality things for your kids. i have been buying my shoes from payless or vans recently, but that's because my older sister gets a whopping 40% discount from vans. anyways, we still tend to buy achilles his shoes from fancy smancy expensive shoe stores. and when you think about it, what the heyyy is this 17 month old going to do with a pair of 50 dollar sneakers, besides ruining them while playing??

i don't know. i do know that i like my son looking sharp. oh, and i do know that achilles has more shoes than me, his mother. yeah, sad.

which reminds me, i need to get achilles some new pants. his legs finally caught up with his torso and he is now wearing 18 months both ways. hm. it always worked out that way from day one with him though. he would be one size bigger with his upper body, but his short little stump legs would lag before catching up. i think he gets the stump legs from his dad's side because you know me, i've got sexy long ones. HAHAHAH. no, not really.....lol

so i'm thinking of coloring my hair. i was going with jet black, but i decided i wanted a more natural looking black, like a brown black. i think i'm gonna want bleach blonde highlights, but just on my bangs. how're you feeling that? too fucking scene, huh? but look at me! I AM FUCKING SCENE QUEEN.

all i need now is a random print bandanna to tie around my neck and some little girl clips for my hair. yesssssss. sounds promising.

i'm kidding, you know that?

okay, this blog has seem to lose its direction. i don't know where its going anymore, besides me rambling on and on. i'll cut it right HERE.

it's late.

busko is downstairs tattooing his aunt visiting from up north. I'm impressed by busko's waiting list, but I guess I'm not surprised. he is pretty much a natural at skin art.

so how mexican is it that for one he's doing the tattoo from the kitchen and two, it seems the whole family is here! everybody is just hanging out having laughs. perverted laughs, but still funny. hahaha.

I enjoy the mexican closeness that is busko's family. I've never had that with mine. we are all conservative filipinos that keep amongst ourselves. although, I never fail to remind my siblings that I loooovvveee them.

speaking of tattoos, I'm dreading finishing my upperback piece. well, I guess the outlining isn't so bad. it's the shading that kills me! *shudders* eh, it's the inevitable. I just gotta suck it up and take it like a man....in prison....getting tattooed by a home made machine....in the yard...while lifting weights. yeahhhhhhhh.

ugh. I am exhausted. I've retired from the collaboration up to my room. achilles got up from all the noise. he's begging for a baba, but he's having a baba detox right now. I cannot simply wean him from his bottles. it's harder than it sounds. it's much easier to just stop cold turkey. sure I've got to put up with an extra grump butt baby, but it's only temporary. he and his teeth will thank me in the future.

I think if I closed my eyes and got comfy, I'd be able to go to sleep- even with all the noise. you know what? I think I will do that.

good night.

dissapointing endings.

are seriously the freaking worse.

i just got done watching august rush. it was such a good movie, seriously heart touching. it was just all climaxing to the moment where son, mother, and father would reunite.

and what would you expect from that?

hugs. tears. kissing. all that jazz, right?

you don't get that. you get freaking smiles. WTH.

ugh. it was a good movie nonetheless and you should definitely have a whack at it.

i think my head is hurting from literally being at the edge of my seat throughout the whole movie. ughhhh. my temples are pulsing!

skinny jeans and my butt crack..

go hand in hand because either I have an elongated butt crack or skinny jeans seriously rise too low.

I need to get a good quality pair of mom jeans. yeahhh, the ones that are up to the bottom of my boobs..in light blue..with a cool mom belt.

then I'd probably need a van too. yeah, a van would be necessary to rock mom jeans. achilles would need to enroll into a soccer team as well.

yes..this sounds very promising. all for the sake of no more BUTT CRACK.

I went to wal*mart today.

oh, save the ethical bull shit. it's the closest store to the house.

anywho, I came in with a list of shampoo, conditioner, and some body wash. but it being walmart and all, I came out with other random crap. I believe the extras that somehow..snuck..into my cart were cans of tuna (lol), cookies, a towel in a cool shade of blue, and the infamous need of milk and bread. I'm surprised I didn't go ahead and grab a dozen of eggs.

I'm in need of a basic pair of sneakers. I've got flats galore, not to mention my beloved wedge heels, and three or four pairs of sneakers, but all of these are for specific outfits. I couldn't just throw them on. I'm wanting a pair of hightop black and white chucks. I had a pair back in my 9th grade year and I loved those things. I wore them out, seriously. I think I retired them my senior year, and they were all nasty. but the point I've so obviously lost is that they went with everything. they were easily dressed up or dressed down and I enjoyed that about them.

yes, my deciscion is final. chucks it is. :]

that'd mean I'd probably have to invest in some socks. I don't own a lot of socks since I live in flats. no problem, I enjoy socks anyways. hahaha.

everybody wish busko good luck. he's got a test tomorrow and he's been a busy little bee studying.

yawn. I think I'm going to bed. I am exhausted most def.

night night, ya'll.

....save britney.

I feel sooo tired.

but I'm sure I slept well last night.

I just get so sluggish around this time of day. hoorah for energy drinks.

though I do not understand the brands that have specific warnings to not exceed more than one can a day....what would happen?

so I'm wanting to watch sweeney todd really bad, but the versions they have online are too crappy and not worth it. I guess I will have to do johnny depp a favor and pay to see it in theatres. booooo.

good gah, today seems like it's so lame. I wish I had something to do. I ended up not going to the college today because busko had much needed studying to.

again, I need a damn car.

ramble ramble.

i feel a bowel movement coming along.

but alas, there is no toilet paper.

of course i could use paper towels, but my butt deserves better. my butt deserves 2 ply cotton toilet paper with aloe vera. doesn't yours?

busko asked me what would i buy if i were to ever win the lottery. i told him i'd buy a house. i'd probably continue working and just put away the money for my kid(s). that way, they're loaded when i pass away. he called me lame and asked if a house was really all i was going to get. i did manage to add..

"no, i'd probably get my kids anything and everything. you know, make them the kids that all the other kids envy in school."

he laughed. i laughed. but in our hearts we knew it was true. achilles is spoiled and our future children will bound to be the same, but of course respectable and humble simultaneously.

i've got one of those lucky bamboo plants. i talk to it, and i do love it. i think it has most definitely attributed to my good comings and current satisfaction towards life. it was a gift which supposedly makes it even more lucky. my uncle willy gave it to me. well...he just kind of put it in my room back in san jose and i decided to take it with me when i moved back down south. there are 6 stalks which means happiness. they've grown quite a bit and i think a piece of me would die if the thing were to ever dry up.

long live, lucky bamboo plant.

okay, i can't hold it anymore. #2!

when people call me honey..

it makes me feel all warm inside.

even if it's the lady behind the financial aid desk at school.

or the girl who works there, but doesn't look many years older than me.

or my friend's mom when i call her house.

BUT..

i do not like it when asian ladies who cut my hair call me honey. i do not know why, but when they say it it sounds like they're belittling me.

i'm insecure like that, yo.

it's cold..

I am blogging under the blankies on my crap phone, sidekick. I really need to get that new model, is it called the ls or lx? I've no clue. I'm not much into electronics, even phones. as a matter of fact busko made me get a cell phone. I was perfectly fine without one. I had nobody to call nor did anybody need to reach me. I guess busko thought otherwise.

so he decided I needed a phone. I would've been fine with some sort of lame el cheap-o pay as you go model, but on the contrary, my boyfriend IS into electronic doodahs. and that is how my beloved crap phone sidekick3 and I became an item. we are inseperable. if you ever see me personally, I will probably be shaking and cursing at it.

..true love.

have you seen juno and her hamburger phone? HAHAHAHA. how cute was that? I remember seeing those in some random asian store back in the bay when I was way younger. I totally begged my mom for it, but what the hey was I going to do with a hamburger phone?? ah, a girl could dream.

omg. I'd totally sport a cell phone if it looked like a burger. seriously.

wth?! it's 12am! it's monday....boooooooo. not that it's any different day for me. actually everday is like a friday for me. I have nothing to do the following day, but for some reason I always get a case of the mondays on mondays.

yeah, I went there. I quoted office space. what you gonna do about it, foo?! just be sure to stay away from my red stapler.

i probably need to invest in a cow.

seriously, milk goes so quickly in this house. one gallon lasts about a day and a half!

god, and it's not even california cow milk! it's from ARIZONA. wtf?? happy cows ARE NOT from arizona.

end rant.

am i an evil person?

because i separate my oreos, giving the cream-less side to my son and indulging on the half and it's cream goodness?

he has no clue. i'm not too sure how long i will be able to keep this charade up, but i hope it's still for a long long time.

i had major flashback feelings a bit ago.

i was watching 'a walk to remember' and that movie was really big between me and my close friends back in my freshman year of high school. i was feeling impulses of longing. longing to go back. longing for that carelessness where one may lollygag around and watch cheesy movies starring mandy moore. no use in looking back i assume.

but i do have one more thing to say while on the topic of that specific movie, damn it for giving me an unrealistic approach to men and my love life.

landon builds jamie huge telescopes and names stars after her.

busko brings me home oreos when he gets off of work.

hahaha.

OH, i got my new loop. it's a half loop, a horse shoe if you will. it's black with spikes on either end. it's cute, but i'm doubting if i can really pull it off. i'll probably have to lean towards whole loops and studs next time around. i gotta let this shizza heal first!

i am soo tired yet it's sooo early. let's see if there's anybody on aim who has the ability to keep me up with witty IMs.

calorie counting is for wussies.

so call me a wuss.

no surprise that one of my new year's resolutions was to lose some weight.

i have yet to be on a formal diet since having my son back in '06.

i'm not grotesquely fat or anything, but i do indeed walk around with a muffin top. :]

YES, i still have tape hanging off of my bottom lip. busko is on his way home right now from the mall. i'm not sure if the size he got is going to work out, but i couldn't go. i wouldn't be caught dead looking like this! unless maybe i start a new trend.....

but i don't think masking tape will ever catch on.

achilles is still being a whiney boy. three teeth coming in at once! both upper fangs and a molar. poor kid. i've been giving him teething tablets, but i'm pretty sure this homeopathic medicine thing is CRAP. just makes me feel better that i'm doing something for him instead of feeling so helpless. i guess it's a mommy thing.

i better go. he's hiding in the corner and i can hear him breathing pretty hard. you know what that means, he's taking a #2!!!!!

arrrrrr.

I finally got around to watching pirates of the carribean 3. it was by far the best of the trilogy.

so my friday night didn't suck so much after all.

oh, I did the stupidest thing a bit ago. I took the ball out of my lip ring thinking it was the screw on kid. it turned out to be the kind that have itty bitty indents on either side which stay on by squeezing the loop against them. so of course it was impossible to put back in! I tried asking busko, my boyfriend, to just squeeze the loop closed without the ball to prevent either end of the loop to slip out. ughhhh! we ended up having to put a piece of tape to bridge the gap. yes, I do indeed feel uber ghetto. I had just gotten the pierce done maybe a week ago so I don't have any extra lip fandangles laying around. luckily, with much begging, busko is going to get me a new one first thing tomorrow morning. until then, I am going to stay in the room with sonsie, loop, and tape.

gah, this shizz better not get infected.

ah! look at the time. the later I sleep, the earlier achilles gets up. tata.

it's friday night..

and i am sitting behind a computer desk. how lame can i possibly be?

my son is asleep which makes this time precious. time for me. time to do whatever it is i need to do.

..unfortunately, there is nothing to do. i've just finished cleaning the whole house and semester doesn't start until next month. booboo.

there will be no work done here, son. sorry.

speaking of school, i'm taking 14 units this next semester. i'm nervous about it. i'm scared of the workload, but i know down in the depths of my insides that i'd be able to handle it. problem is, will achilles let me handle it? i don't work. i just stay home, clean, and take care of the sonsie. i don't see why i couldn't hang? do you?

i just need to get myself into tunnel vision mode. keep your eyes on the prize as they say. what am i majoring in you wonder? well, since i am a young filipino woman why don't you take a guess? YOU'RE RIGHT. registered nursing! you're good. :D

i think i've got crazy cabin fever. i haven't been out for a while. my boyfriend works all the time- crazy retail hours. he's going out tonight with his older brother. they really don't know what they're going to do, but i can't help but feel bitter. i wish i could go out on a whim.

which leads us to another point, i need a damn car. oh, and my license. this permit isn't cutting it.

but let us worry about that another day.

tonight...i shall lay in bed and watch t.v. ah, predictable jenn. predictable predictable jenn.

i think i'll treat myself to a pepsi. yes, carbonated liquid death. i most certainly deserve it.

goodnight. <3

the daily works of moi.

get up.

change a 17 month old's diaper.

brush my teeth.

wash my face.

go pee.

go downstairs with said 17 month old.

feed said 17 month old.

watch spongebob and yogabbagabba while munching on baggies of cheerios.

yes, this is my almost daily agenda. so get ready for the most exciting blogs EVER.

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as this is my first i guess i should blog about something thoughtful and well put out, but the gears of my brain for blogging, or for writing for that matter, are quite rusty. and i hope to get them oiled up and well running with the help of this website.

we can only hope.

now as my son entertains himself with his toys, i shall steal a few minutes to get this journal going. oh, i should mention that the toys he just spilled all over the floor i had just cleaned up a bit ago....

okay, i just had to stop and giggle because he was trying to wear the glasses for his mr. potato head. hahaha. oh, i guess i should stop referring to my son as a pronoun. HIS name is achilles. yes, after the greek warrior from the illiad. NO, not because brad pitt played him in the movie troy. god, ignorant. why achilles? it was the only name my boyfriend and i could agree on. oh yes, catch you off guard? i am still with my baby's father. surprising, huh? don't worry. it surprises even me. hahaha.

alas, my stole time is cut short. achilles is teething after all. i can only hope to stay faithful to this.

wish me luck.