i am red. like a lobster that has been cooked over and over again. me in only a t-shirt and pants with the sun blazing overhead snowboarding and no sunblock on my face. the thing is, i completely forgot about it and didn't really think of it again until the car ride home when my face kept getting hotter and hotter. anyone who has seen me recently knows how pale i've become and well...now i'm red. my face feels as if it's on fire, it hurts when i scrunch my nose and putting a towel to my face is torture.

even at lunch yesterday the waitress was like "is the reason why your face is so red because you were out in the sun?" uh yes dummy. and she just gave me this sad pitiful sympathetic look. i feel as if everyone is staring at me and i have this huge deformity on my face but all i can do is slather on some more after sun lotion and pray the peeling process comes soon.

you can bet next time i won't be forgetting my sunblock.

i have butterflies in my stomache. why? my newest crush is andrew firestone, the bachelor. i had seen pics of him online and my first reaction was wow, he's pretty cute but then after a couple more glances decided he really wasn't all that. but now, after sitting through the premiere episode, i've changed my mind. he's definitely the best bachelor to date. dark hair, cute dimples, nice bod (not too big but yet has muscles), wears a suit nicely, and there's just something about his smile. he even has a twinkle in his eye! but the clincher was the shot of him in his tinted blue sunglasses which just seemed to fit oh so well. a guy who can pull off tinted color sunglasses definitely has my vote.

i wasn't too impressed with the past two bachelors. alex. ugh. he's boring and too feminine. aaron. sure he's successful and has his own business but i just wasn't digging him. seemed too cocky and his smile was crooked. but andrew. i was completely giddy by the end of the one hour episode. it's yet to be seen of course whether this crush will last and as jon will tell you, i do develop them quite easily but fall out of them just as easily.

another thing i learned from watching this show. makeup does wonders. wonders i tell you. when they first showed the girls in their natural state i was quite disappointed cause andrew deserves better but then once they put their makeup on, i was floored. are these the same girls? whenever i put on makeup i look exactly the same or i just look like a painted clown with colors on her face. but i digress...we're talking about the bachelor here.

i can't wait until the next episode. now you know where i'll be wednesday nights at 9pm. parked in front of the television.

online shopping. i think it's going to be my new addiction. as if my shoe frenzy wasn't bad enough before. i purchased my first pair of shoes online yesterday and originally it was to be sent within 5 to 10 business days but today i get an email thanking me for my business and informing me that my shoes are packed and ready to be sent priority mail as a thank you for being a customer. can't beat that. so now i should be getting my shoes in 2 to 3 working days.

i don't know why i never thought of this before. buying shoes online. i've held off on buying any sort of clothing type stuff for so long mainly because my size differs so drastically from store to store. but not for shoes. and with online buying, you can see all your choices right in front of you without walking all across the mall and you're exposed to all these different styles which may not currently be in the stores due to the season change or it being out of fashion. not to mention that the prices are usually cheaper online also.

with just a click of a button and a couple types of my credit card number, the shoe purchase is done. finito. and if you don't like it, they even pay for your shipping costs to return. this could be detrimental to my shoe buying habits. i have so many pairs of shoes that half the time i don't even remember what i have anymore and i don't even wear most of them but there's just so many cute shoes out there that i must own them all.

another eye opener to the world of online shopping.

would you believe it if i told you i had the most fun playing bingo in vegas this past weekend? yes. bingo! b-i-n-g-o, b-i-n-g-o, b-i-n-g-o and bingo was his name-o. i haven't played since high school and jon just laughed at me when i mentioned that i would like to play bingo in vegas but alas, i now have a bingo team! we're the fastest stampers around. and if you don't believe it, we're up to the double pack on our first try.

so what if the entire room was filled with the elderly and it took a good 20 minutes of explaining before we finally figured out the rules. hey, those single and double bingos ain't easy. and don't even get me started on the X and the powerball bingo. but by the end of the 3 hour night, we were a well oiled machine. holding the stamper inches above the paper while our eyes quickly scanned the page for the number. stamp stamp. and we even learned how to eat and drink at the same time. all in two games! which means...you too can be a bingo player.

i came home one hundred dollars richer all due to the system and on top of that, got to hang out with everyone again. what's not to love?

now can i get a clap clap pointpointpoint?

i've become quite soft. not to say i was ever toned in the first place but i now have a beer belly even though i don't drink beer. i'm starting to get teacher arms even though i don't teach. my three years in corporate america have only served to make me lazier and more unfit. my face seems to get rounder and just when i think my cheeks can't get any bigger i'm proved wrong from my pictures. how can this be? i'm not even a quarter century old yet.

the sad thing is, what do i plan to do about this? nothing really. one of my first tasks when i moved to san jose was to renew my gym membership and as i forked over the money i somehow convinced myself that the card would come to be in good use. why i thought this i'm not sure considering i've been a 24 hour fitness member since high school and nothing has changed except for the fact that i'm now rounder. what i need i think is a good swift kick in the butt but i'm not even sure i want that anymore.

i've determined that there is no way i can possibly ever wake up at the butt crack of dawn to go to the gym because i just like sleeping way too much. then after work i always run into the dilemma of 1) i can go to the gym and sweat and run my butt off or 2) i can go home, eat some take-out and park myself in front of my favorite television shows or 3) i can go to a nice meal with friends and have a boba after. hm...guess which two usually wins.

maybe the working out phenom will just magically hit me as it did curtis and in 7 or 8 months i'll have a flat stomache just like him. but for now someone please hand me a blue m&m.

i had one of my best weekends in a while. the last time we all got together, or most of us anyways was at le prive in la and that was just a blah night. no one was really in the mood to dance or drink but this time it was different. josh's wedding was amazing...very traditional and as des, nancy, grace and me sat in a row i could hear sniffling all around. someone please pass me a tissue while i look behind to see jon, james and victor loh secretly laughing at us. i've been looking forward to this wedding for so long and just like that...it's over. the first of our warner group is married off. who knew when we spent two summers at warner springs that the legacy would extend this far to get our own picture order after the wedding. dope. see pictures.

it's always great when a group of friends get together and hang out but it's even greater when it's your childhood friends where that level of comfort is just there and i'm completely at ease with myself. the warm fuzzy feeling you get inside just because you know these are your bestest and closest friends and we all know how our group functions. i love it. we never really used to hang out that much back in high school or college due to distance reasons but now everyone is essentially back. at least for now anyways. and to think we all met through our parents. i guess those saturdays at chinese school and parent parties on saturday nights really did pay off.

and now a disclaimer for the pictures from clubbing at backbeat. it would seem from jon's captioning that i was the only one drunk but no no that is not the case. if you look carefully you can see vic wang also puking up by the wall although this wouldn't really explain me hanging halfway out the window puking while des drove. but as long as the puke doesn't get on my car, that's all that really matters.

thanks for a great weekend guys and see you in vegas in 3 weeks.

i met with a financial planner today and i'm now a savvy investor in a mutual fund. go me. who knew that at age 24 i would need a financial planner but i guess that isn't so rare these days. as i was thinking of referrals for the guy and asking around i found out that lots of people have their own personal planners. who knew. as i was sitting there i was almost embarrassed by how little money i have to show for my three years in the working world but now i feel as if i have a sense of direction. or at least i know how much to put aside every month and where to put it.

previously my finances or lack thereof were managed by ex-boyfriends and then when the relationship didn't work out it was relegated to my dad and then it just sat there for over a year. even with them charging me quarterly inactive fees wasn't incentive enough for me to figure out what to do. but now thanks to sabrina i've got my own financial planner. and he's free too. that's the greatest part and he seems to really care but i suppose they all seem as if they do.

he asked me all the normal questions. annual salary? monthly expenses? having no college debt is really great and one shouldn't take it for granted. i never really quite knew until recently how great it is to be debt-free. short-term and long-term goal? hm...i pause. to save as much money as possible i suppose? stupid answer but i don't really have any. he's like are you saving for a wedding or a house and my response is no and no although a townhouse does seem nice. as he calculated how much i needed in my "nest egg" to live comfortably i was quite astounded at the big number he came up with. you expect me to have saved this much money by 65? nuts. the sooner i start the better.

but no worries because i have 41 more years until retirement. yes siree bob. i'll be working for another freaking 41 years assuming nothing bad happens. and if something does, my designated beneficiary is jon. i was actually about to put my mom's name like i always do but he suggested i put a sibling close to my age so now that lucky son of a gun brother of mine will get my life savings. oh wells. could be worse.

but for those of you who live in the bay area or in southern california and would like a financial planner, let me know. what's the harm i say. i've already convinced vu and tri today :) now you?

intelligence in a guy is really hot. but i've only met a few guys in the past that possess that certain kind of aloofness and confidence that i find really attractive for some reason. the he's so smart and everything comes easily to him and he knows it but yet it means nothing to him type. does that make sense? i like it when guys are just innately book smart and can remember facts and pull straight a's without much effort. i can't think of anyone famous as an example at this moment and don't really want to name specifics. but then, there's always that fine line of cockiness that some guys possess that i find very annoying and can't really stand to be around.

why the topic? take this guy at work for example. semi good looking but nothing to turn heads about. but then i look at his resume and wowee. was i blown away. went to cal for undergrad and stanford for grad school. had all these publications and to top it all off, a patent in his very own name. now super achievers like this back in high school or middle school were what i considered to be nerds but now...it's so appealing. right away his attractiveness factor increased by ten fold and me and my co-worker would shyly giggle like little school girls whenever he would walk by. ok...maybe not that latter part but you get my meaning.

sadly for you guys out there, this "trait" comes naturally and can not be taught or learned. and for those of you who possess it, count your blessings cause i'm telling you, your hotness factor increases megafolds. and well, if you don't have it i suggest taking singing or dancing lessons cause that also helps a lot.

i hung out with anna last night. it's not very often that i see michigan people without my other half and strangely i always feel like it'll be really weird for some reason. i can probably count on one hand the number of people i've met from michigan that i'd feel completely comfortable with by myself. hong not included since he's more san diego. but that theory has never really been tested and last night wasn't weird to me at all. quite normal i'd say. i'm not really sure why i have this theory. maybe it's because whenever i meet jon's friends they're always like oh we've heard so much about you or i'm finally meeting jon's twin or your brother is so cute (i got that from girls during his funktion days) that i feel as if i just can't live up to my image.

but that's slowly fading away with the colliding of worlds. for some reason, jon never really meets any of my friends except for the taiwan trip. oh and that one time we went clubbing and i finally brought out girls but besides that i can't really think of anything else. but i think i've met almost all of his friends. i was looking at the ccf pictures from louis's website and i actually remember having met more than half of them my freshmen year in college which was kind of a trip. it's pretty amazing when i stop and think that i've known karina, je-yi, louis, greg and leslie for more than six years. nuts.

i think it's pretty nice that jon and i have most of the same friends and are able to do things together. i guess that's what happens when you're the same age. and with james going to michigan by himself during xmas time and me seeing anna...it just gets better and better.

i've been told by more than one person that i have horrible taste in music. and sadly i'd have to agree. my listening these days usually consist of whatever is on the radio and every so often i'll pop in one of my new chinese cd's that i bought in taiwan but that's about it. i can seriously listen to a cd over and over mainly because i usually only listen when i'm in the car and in that case, it's usually the hip-hop radio station that wins or howard in the mornings, and then in my room, i don't stay there very long with the exception of sleeping so i'm lucky to get through two or three songs.

one would think that now i have my new 6 disc changer inside my car as opposed to the trunk i'd be switching cd's as often as jon does but nope. i've popped in 4 cd's from the time i bought the car and they're still in there. christina aguilera and three of the cd's jon burnt for me. my only exposure to non-radio songs is the old cd's jon no longer wants which he bums off to me but i don't mind. i think it's a waste of money to buy cd's anyways so i'll take whatever i can get. jon's always telling me to listen to the lyrics but truthfully i find it much too tiring and who wants to concentrate that hard while driving. i can never tell what the hell they're saying anyways and it's usually only the chorus that i can catch the words to but even that is sketchy at times.

but over the years i've been exposed to different types of music depending on who i was dating at the time. country (especially line dancing which is very fun!), beautiful south, techno, alice n chains, bon jovi, morrissey, jurrasic 5, john meyer and i've really liked all of them so far with maybe the exception of alice n chains. just can't get into that stuff. maybe there is hope for me yet.

my weekend consisted of watching eight man halo on two tv screens. both saturday and sunday. at first i really couldn't understand why everyone was going so nuts that yes the ethernet cable did work and wow we can hook up two xbox's but by sunday night i was a convert. of course i didn't have much choice since there was nothing else to do while the boys played but i found myself getting sucked in. i'd have to say that my favorite is definitely capture the flag.

i even tried to play and participate in the fun but i think my hand and eye coordination isn't all that great despite all the years of training from jon. i had more trouble with moving myself around and aiming at the people that i couldn't really enjoy the full effects of the game. i played two games and each time i was killed the most and had the least number of kills.

i've pretty much decided that i like simple games with one or two buttons to remember. think virtual tennis. even in street fighter i could never do the "all-u-can" and just used chun-li since her two moves really are the fast kicks and the turnaround swoop. now that both those phases are over i'm hoping that the new dead or alive volleygame game will be my new addiction.

quarterlife crisis. i remember browsing on the web one day and saw a book with that same title "quarterlife crisis: the unique challenges of life in your twenties". i briefly flirted with the idea of purchasing it but after reading some of the excerpts decided it was a bunch of mumbo jumbo and that i didn't need a book to tell me others are going through the same thing. i see it around me everyday.

there was a period after college when i missed everything about it. the freedom, skipping classes, not worrying about getting enough sleep. all that jazz. actually i didn't really do any of that stuff except when i went to visit jon in michigan. only then did i experience dorm life and staying up all hours and although it was fun, i don't think i would of enjoyed 4 years of it. but now , i'm over the phase of wishing i was back in college. don't really have the desire of homework and cramming useless knowledge into my head, not saying that i'm not doing the same thing now but you know what i mean.

sometimes i wonder, am i going through a quarterlife crisis? but i think everyone at this age does. i mainly go on passing time but with no real goals in mind. not graduate school. no motivation to add a few more letters behind my name and plus, i'm not very career oriented. so if my goal isn't work-related what else could it possibly be? the usual i suppose. marriage, kids, house. or i've added a new one to my list...to marry rich.

but in all seriousness, i think i can feel myself getting into the phase of settling down. i think about the "future" a lot more. and in craziness, i actually see shopping for furniture and decorating the house pretty appealing. domestic is me. it may be due to the slew of engagements i learned about recently and the george of one year ago never thought about what her wedding would be like or what kind of ring she would want but now i find myself imagining every once in a while. i'm chopping it all up to quarterlife crisis.

jet-lag is catching up with me. as much as i try to lay still and close my eyes and count sheep...nothing is working. i can only read fast food nation for so long before i get sick of reading about how the frozen fry was invented and how the corporations are again ripping us off. just another confirmation of how much i hate corporate america. one interesting tidbit...did you know that the government can't recall contaminated beef but can recall a defective toaster? how fitting.

so it's my second night back from taiwan. i'm still in a state of limbo as to how the trip will stay with me. first time back since love boat. probably had unrealistic expectations but my days and nights were filled with eating, shopping, mosquito bites, visiting relatives including victor's, more shopping, saw louis and je-yi for a total combined time of 60 minutes, national taiwan university which was one of my highlights actually, and watching endless chinese movies with scrunched down english subtitles that i found rather annoying. not to mention the static on that channel which would make the tv blank out in crucial chinese style dying moments.

the glamour shots i could of done without. took them once before and didn't like them. not too sure why i thought this time would be different but this just futher confirms that yes i do have big cheeks and no i am not photogenic. someone please shoot me if i decide to do them again anytime before i get married. i'm convinced by that time, i'll have matured and my cheeks will have magically disappeared. as jon says, as only an older brother can, "i feel as if your face gets rounder each year". nice.

i always used to say that i would love to go back to asia and live for a couple years but now, i'm not so sure. i'm not sure if it's because i'm older and have more habits or if i'm just spoiled. most likely a mixture of both. little things bother me. first and foremost, the no dryer phenom. i can't stand hanging everything and i do mean everything up to only be taken down when it's cold and hard. i made sure to pack myself enough socks and underwear to last the entire 10 days. besides what's the point of hanging clothes outside when the air is dirty? i feel like febreze may be a better investment at times. moving on. no shower curtain. going pee on a wet toilet? not exactly my cup of tea. my showers were spent being very careful to not let too much water onto the floor, much helped by my short hair. finally. no bathroom counters. i just can't get used to only a sink...where do i put my glasses? my face lotion? on the toilet? but that seems dirty.

for some reason, i didn't seem to have these complaints during love boat. even in the sweltering heat and season of mosquitos. i don't remember getting bitten as much as i did this time (during the winter nevertheless) or being less than enthralled with the communal showers at ocean and chien-tan. oh wait, yes i do. never mind...enid's shower was much nicer. and her house was clean clean clean. no cluttering anywhere. i loved it.

but all in all. it was fun. not as much partying as i was expecting. only went to plush (yes it was on wild on e!) once. could barely breathe due to the barrage of smoke everywhere and ever notice how chinese people bop up and down when dancing? quite amusing. enid was really a great host. felt like i could of gotten in a day or two more of shopping but then i always say that. i was pretty amused by louis's "i love taiwan" mentality. reminded of a little kid in a candy store. even went so far as to wake at 6am to visit chian kai shek memorial by himself on the subway. not bad. oh...the subway system is surprisingly fantastic and orderly.

and now the new year is among us. not too exciting seeing how i slept thorugh the countdown only to awake at 12:15am and watch the replay on tv. now i'm back into my normal routine of work, 11 mandatory hour workdays during busy season, and getting as much catch-eye as i can. joy joy.

this could be my longest blog yet. koodos to you if you've made it this far. the wonders of jet-lag.

i can't sleep. so of course what do i do. watch late night music videos and surf the internet. on a whim of nostalgia i go back and read old emails which probably isn't the greatest idea in the world but basically, certain people or events have designated folders and it's not long before i get to the folder titled "dad".

sometimes friends will ask every once in a while the same old question. have you dealt and come to terms with it? i usually just say whatever i feel like at the moment with a short yes or no answer because truthfully i don't even really know myself and don't care to elaborate. but tonight i re-read all the emails i got in response to the one i sent out and i was pretty amazed at what everyone wrote. true most of it was the same generic stuff that i would write also but just knowing that all these people cared was pretty surprising. i'm not sure why but half of the emails i don't even really remember receiving and reading much less filing away. i really must thank my anal side.

but anyways, on to another topic...now i'm watching christina aguilera's "beautiful" video and i must say, it really is a shame she dresses like a slut now since she is quite talented and her new songs are actually pretty good. for some reason, i'm really drawn to the "dirty" video but come on, cover the butt crack please.

i went to go look at cars over the weekend and the moment i stepped onto the lot, i immediately turned into a shy, intimidated 12 year old. the last time i went car shopping and actually test drove cars was with my dad when i was a freshman in college. one would think that after 4 years of college and 2 years in the workforce i would be a little more confident but nope. i found myself letting chris do all the talking and agreeing with his statements and only answering when questions were directed at me. so you're the one looking to buy a car? uh yes. do you have any questions about the car? uh nope. then i would secretly whisper questions for chris to ask him on the side.

we went to the bmw dealership first and i was so intimidated and caught off guard by the rudeness of the sales staff that we left before even asking for a test drive. not only was i rebuffed once or twice, but three times. once when the guy told me to not look or touch the car on display (go look at the one in the showroom he says). then when chris asked where the 3 series was the guy held up his hand, said hold on and kept on walking. then while we were checking out cars no one came over to talk to us or offer a test drive. i know i look young but still...i'm so tempted to go back with my new car, assuming i get one, and rub it in the dealership's face as chris suggested.

but this whole process has made think about when i'll start feeling like an "adult". even at 24 i still feel as if i act and think like a kid. i see others who are either younger or the same age as me who seem so much more grown-up and i wonder, when will i become like that? i don't go to nice restaurants to eat or sit and drink wine and chat with my friends. most of the activities i do indulge in haven't changed much since college. clubbing, video games, boba runs. in less than a year, i'll be a person that is a quarter of a century old stuck with a teenager mentality. maybe i'll just wake up one morning and be magically transformed.

i want a dog. when i saw this picture i was like ohhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhh (can't beat the lambdas baby) but no really. my future husband must be dog friendly. it's pretty pointless for me to get one now, besides the fact that vu hates them, since i'm never home and don't think i'd have the patience to potty train it or take it on walks but when i'm more domesticated, i definitely want one. growing up jon and i were never allowed to have pets (or i should say, any pets not contained in a cage) and there are its advantages. our house never had dog hair. we were able to decorate with glass figurines and not worry about breakage. but even so, i'm getting one hopefully before i turn 30.

i used to want a bulldog but after some research i decided it's not for me. grace is getting one anyways so i'll just play with hers and dog sit if necessary. now i don't know what i want anymore. something big enough i can sleep with without worrying about crushing it, but then small enough for me to still think it's cute. have you noticed most dogs lose its charm after it's full grown? it's too bad we can't lease puppies because i don't think i'd mind trading for a new puppy every 2 years before it turns old and ugly. oh, and no drooling. that is a definite no-no.

i went to eat dinner with josh yesterday and besides getting some of the wedding details for my "in the loop" buddy nancy ( i would link her here but she no longers blogs) we started talking about work, happiness and christianity of course. he's been pulling some hellish hours for the past couple of weeks (6am - 10pm daily) but yet his attitude was pretty amazing. i don't want to make this blog about religion, i'll save it for another time, but i found myself asking him all sorts of questions about how and when and why. i'm really not into religion or ever have been but lately i've noticed most of them all have this aura of calm and peace about them which really appeals to me.

for the past couple months now it seems all i do is complain about work and i hate it. not the work itself although that too but more the person i am becoming. no motivation. no energy. no zest for life if you will. and i don't think i'm the only one who feels this way. i honestly think i'd be much happier with a job where i won't need to work so many hours or worry about deadlines and budgets and if that means i'd be making less money...that's ok with me too. as my friend said it feels as if you're making even more money since you work less hours and are really able to do the things you want to do and life is about so much more than work. now the only problem is what i want to do.

but then again, my other thinking is either jon or i will hit the lottery, win it big and then i won't need to be in this dilemma and am able to sleep in till whenever.

every may and november a dark cloud looms over my head as the cpa exam rolls around. i took the exam again yesterday and to the all asked question did you pass? i'd have to say no but it's not a big surprise considering i only cracked open my book once. everytime it gets around this time the thought of studying always seems to plague me but this time around i had even less motivation to study than before. sure everyone keeps telling me to get something out of public accounting and it's a waste to stop now since you're more than halfway there to be certified but none of these reasons have struck a chord in me. none of them have made a light bulb go off in my head or motivate me to open those darn books.

what i'm missing i really don't know. do i want to be certified? sure it's nice on the resume but i could really care less now. i've pretty much determined the only reason why i keep signing up everytime and wasting my money is for three letters. m-o-m. she doesn't really bring up the topic much anymore but on those times when she would ask if i've been studying and my answer would always be no i could hear a little sigh of disappointment.

but alas i think me sitting for the exam yesterday instead of just skipping it entirely and going shopping (which i've done twice before) did me some good. the exams are a throwback to SAT days. sitting in a big room with little bubble sheets in front of you. raising your hand to go to the bathroom and getting a pass only to have someone monitoring the restrooms in fear we'll pass answers on to each other. no talking allowed! me waiting the two hours to be over so i can leave. but all this for some odd reason has made me feel a little more motivated to study the next time around. maybe it's because i found the tests doable if i've only studied. i'm just hoping this new wave of motivation will last until next may or november.

i got my first feedback on ebay yesterday. "Smooth transaction, quick payment, a great ebayer" it said. imagine my elation. i couldn't believe it. finally i don't have a zero next to my name. finally i have some if very small clout when bidding. i love it. i can see why ebay could potentially be so addicting. i've been scouring listings for the past couple weeks for my sega "official" dreamcast gun. it must be official. i won't accept any others. i won my first one a couple weeks ago but the person never responded to any of my emails. i sent email after email after email and my final one ended with "if i don't hear anything from you soon i'll be forced to leave negative feedback". but in fear of getting negative feedback myself and gasp! being in the negatives, i chickened out. it's amazing how assertive i can be over email. but now i don't have to worry. i won another one and i'm no longer a zero.

i've even learned some tricks of bidding too. the most important being never bid until the last minute. i even wrote down the time my auction ended in my planner so i could make sure i was near a computer. it's all quite tricky. you can't do it too soon because then you might get oubid at the last minute but then you don't want to do it too late in case your computer freezes. tragedy. one must take all scenarios into consideration.

now i just need one more gun to complete my pair and in the meantime i'm anxiously awaiting the arrival so i can start playing my games.

i've pretty much determined that from here on out, it really is a necessity for me to have my own bathroom. and even better if it's connected to my room. ever since i moved up to san jose i've really been quite lucky to have my own bathroom connected to my room at each one of my places. for some odd reason, i've been having to wake up in the middle of the night to pee a lot. and this is what has led to my conclusion. it's so easy to just roll out of bed and walk half blind and crawl back in... but imagine if you shared with someone else. you'll have to put on a sweater and glasses and hope they don't come out of their room at the same time.

my luck with bathrooms really has been quite extraordinary. when i was younger i only had to share with jon and since my mom was a neat freak i could count on the cleaning lady coming in every so often to clean out the dirty stuff. now you're probably thinking, but jon is so into being sanitary. alas, that is not true. but only when he's living at home i've determined. i've never seen him clean our bathroom with the fervor he did at avalon. even i was quite amazed when i went to visit and had to report back to my mom. i'm sure she was glad to know her clean genes have rubbed off on both of us.

but when i think of the times i had to take showers in the dorm room at michigan i really do cringe. the worst is when you go after a girl and they still have their wet hair hanging on the walls. or when there are hardly any lights like the ones at ocean during love boat and you just try to soap and shampoo as quickly as possible. i even used to take showers at the gym but now i would never do that. it's really just not sanitary or appeasing.

currently there's a housekeeper that comes in to clean the place every month and last time she was here vu said she wanted extra money because my room is so hard to clean. i was quite offended by that. i didn't think my room was that dirty. i even asked grace and samuel when they were here visiting and she had to concur with my sentiments. my room and bathroom is no dirtier than anyone else's. and that is final.