Fall asleep at 2am. Wake up at 5am. Fall asleep at 2am. Wake up at 5am. Fall asleep at 2am. Wake up at 5am.
This has been my sleep pattern for the last 2 weeks. And I don’t like it. My body hates me. 9-10 hours at work, and then 4 hours of night class after. I remember when this was easy for me…Not anymore I guess. For the first time in a while, I’m sleeping early. Good night. Hope everyone wakes up feeling sooo good. Cuz shit, I hope I do. Jamba Wednesday in the morning!
For the first time ever, I ran 6 miles today. Just finished about 30 min ago. I feel really weak and a little dizzy. Not to mention nauseous. Actually a lot of nauseous. I feel like throwing up, But I have nothing in my body to throw up. This is really short because I don’t feel well. But here are my times:
6 MILE RUN
Mile 1: 5 minutes and 53 seconds
Mile 2: 5 minutes and 30 seconds
Mile 3: 6 minutes and 3 seconds
Mile 4: 5 minutes and 56 seconds
Mile 5: 6 minutes and 34 seconds
Mile 6: 7 minutes and 15 seconds
Then I planned to do my Muay Thai training and 3 sets of Judo sit-ups. But that didn’t work out well. I had to stop at the end of the second set of sit-ups, because I felt like dying. To anyone that is a runner, or trying to become a runner. I strongly suggest that you don’t try to run 6 miles as fast as you can, when your body is only at the 4 mile stage. It will fuck your body up, in a bad way. Practice 5 miles first.
I think it's retarded when someone tells you they miss you, and they want to chill with you soon. Then you call them, and they ignore you. Either you want to chill or you don't. It's that simple. Don't be a chicken shit about the answer.
Never been to a house that has a Server, a Chef, a Photographer and a House Keeper before. Until today.
This morning I woke up at about 8:30am. Headed out of the house at around 11-ish. Picked up my friend Jen in Emeryville, then headed to SF for our friend Kimmy’s baby shower. We got a bit lost, because apparently Green Street is now blocked by a cement wall. My navigation was telling me to turn right, into a cement staircase. Hahaha. So we drove up and down the steep ass hilled neighborhood for about an hour trying to find parking, as well as the place. Then suddenly we thought “Maybe Green St continues on the other side of that wall”. So we turned left after a few blocks, and turns out, Green St does continue on the other side. Hahaha.
Anyway. About the baby shower. I’ve known Kimmy since I was 10. She is 4 years older than I. We are pretty much like family. Grew up with the “Niketown SF Crew”. She’s always been around. We don’t see eachother much. Maybe once every 2-3 months. We might meet up with the fam in Roseville here and there. But now her and my freind Joel are having a baby!!! So excited! They are going to be awesome parents.
She had her baby shower at her mom’s boss’ house. Parked in the parking garage We got in an elevator, thinking it was going to be an apartment. But no, it was a fucking house! The elevator opened, and there was the living room. And we were like “???”…Hahaha. Then a lady dressed in a white button up and black slacks walked up and said “May I take your presents and or your coat?”….and I was like “What do you mean? I guess”….Turns out, that was their SERVER. The hell. Walked in, and it’s this huge place designed in Zen style. Has the view of Sf, and Alcatraz Island. So crazy. Sat down, and the server says, “Would you like a glass of water? White Wine? Red Wine? Sparking lemonade? Or Sparkling water?”….I looked at her like ???…again. Hahahaha! I’m not used to people serving me in a HOUSE. Anyhow, I got some white wine. Downed a few glasses of white wine within the first hour actually. Because the server kept refilling my glass. Then a man comes in and says, “Come to the studio so you can take pictures with the Mom To Be”….That was their fucking Photographer. The kitchen was set up like a restaurant. And we were serviced like it was a restaurant. They even have their own Chef!!!
Lunch was all Vegetarian, but very good I must say. With TeaCake Cupcakes for dessert. Played some baby games. Made them custom burp cloths, for when the baby is born. I made one that had a baby girl monkey in the middle, a banana pattern border, and it said “MONKEY GIRL” It’s a cute joke we have. We call ourselves “The Monkey Family”. Then watched Kimmy and Joel open presents. We got the baby one of those rocking cushioned chairs that has 3 levels of vibration, for when the baby sleeps, and you want to put the baby down for a little bit. It was a good investment. The owner of the house was very lovely. An older woman who looked about in her late 60’s. Turns out, Kimmy’s mom is her House Keeper. And she treats Kimmy like one of her own children. How nice of her to open her home to all of us. She said “Any friend of Kimberly, is a child of mine”….So sweet. The Photographer ran into a glass statue which shattered on the hard wood floor. And he yelled “Oh NO! I’m sorry…I bet that was probaby worth about TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS!” in which the owner replied “It’s ok deer, don’t worry about it. It’s fine”, and continued eating like nothing happened. Wow. Talk about having money to blow.
All in all, it was a good day. Meeting some of Kimmy and Joel’s other friends, reuiniting with their families, good food, and getting the chance to see a wonderful home owned by a sweet, genuinely kind lady.
So I have a big Koi tattoo on my upper left arm. I’ve had it for a year and a half. It starts just above my elbow and stops at my shoulder. It’s covered up by my shirt most of the time, but it peeks out just a little bit. So sometimes people might see it peeking out of my sleeve, and say “Hey can I see your tat?”…and that’s ok with me. I’ll show them if they ask. But I don’t ever like pull up my sleeve and tell everyone to look at it. If they see it then they see it, no big deal. It’s more of something that I got for myself, to remind me of something that is important to me. Before I got it, I did research. A Koi can represent mutliple things. Such as Strength to overcome obstacles, Love, and an Honest Friendship. I got it for these meanings in particular. It is supposed to represent me in every aspect. As I truly believe that I am loving, strong, and genuinely true in all my friendships. I helped design the face so that it would look tough, like the face I would make when I used to fight, because that was when I felt strongest. Every person that has seen it, really respects it. And that’s a plus. My point is, my tat has significant meaning, and I don’t rant or brag about it
But I have this co-worker that saw it when I got it a year and a half ago. And because I got one, she wanted to get one. And that’s fine, I don’t care. But don’t get a tat just to compete with me. Get one because you really want one. So today I walked into my office, and my co-worker goes “Oh so I got a tattoo!” and of course I’m like “Ok good for you”. Then she keeps egging it on because shes trying to get me to ask her to show me. But she hypes it up and keeps hyping it up to the point where I finally give in, because I just want her to shut up about it already. So she shows me, and it’s a small black wolf on her leg. Looks like no thought went into it, it’s just there. It just looks ok to be quite honest. I expected better after all that hype. Then I ask her “Does it mean anything?” and she says “No, I just like wolves, so I got one. I just wanted to show you because I remember telling you I was going to get one the day I saw yours”.
Anyway, I just wanted to say, I hate it when people do that. It makes them look stupid. Also they set themselves up to kill their own hype.
Just woke up an hour ago. Cuz I need to leave soon, but also cuz I had a weird ass dream. About 3 weeks ago, my friend Kris passed away. I went to her viewing, but I could not make it to her funeral, due to certain circumstances. I really did feel bad about not going. I still kind of do. But today I had a dream that I relived the day of her funeral, and I actually went. Everything went normal. I cried at the funeral and tried my best to comfort the friends. I gave my friend a ride back home after the funeral. But for some reason we ended up driving somewhere far, that we had never been to. Like some other state?…He was having a breakdown in the car about Kris. Then police started chasing us on the freeway, and we ran, even though we had nothing to run for. Hahaha! Our friend called us to see if we wanted to chil, and I halla lied about where we were. I don’t know why I lied. Then we drove back and I brought my friend home and talked for a little bit. After that, I drove to Davis and had sushi with some people that I’ve never talked to in my life, but apparently we were good friends in my dream. This shit does not make any kind of sense!
Facebook is slowly turning in to Myspace, people wise. All the Myspacers fucking migrated to Facebook. I deleted my FB account for a month and a half/2 months or something like that. Then when I reactivated my account I realized that all the dramatic annoying people joined and added me. Not to mention stalkers. My block list is now 15 people long, and still growing. Maybe that’s a sign for me to delete that shit permanently. The important people know how to get ahold of me.
Worked 7:30am-3pm. Then went to the gym with Kaitie at 3:30pm. Ran for 35 minutes on the Treadmill. Did some Abs. Got home and showered, then fucking fell asleep for 2 hours. Wow, I feel like I've wasted the rest of my day.
I hate when I sell things on Ebay, and people take their sweet ass time to pay me. Or they don't pay at all. Even though I have a POLICY. Sellers with policies should be able to charge late fees. If you ain't got no money, don't fucking buy shit. Because us sellers still get fined by Ebay, for shit YOU DIDN'T PAY FOR!
My friend Mike Gee’s new years resolution is to lose 20 pounds by April. So that he can surprise his wife when he visits her in April. His wife lives in another state on the East Coast. Forgot which one, but she’s in the military.
So, our friend Katie is now a Body Conditioning instructor, who teaches at our college. She’s the youngest instructor at 24. Anyhow. Mike Gee, Katie and I work together at the college. So now, we have unlimited access to a brand new gym. Which by the way, is huge and SUPER NICE. There is a Cardio Room, and the joint room next to it, is the Weight Training Room. So, because of this, Katie and I can now help Mike Gee achieve his resolution. Yayyy! We are his personal coaches now.
So I ran 3 miles at 5:30 this morning before work. Worked 8am-3pm. Changed and then went to the gym across campus. Mike had to do something important, but we got him to do 20 min of running on the treadmill before he left. So that was good. He is dedicated. I believe he is on day 3 of training?….Katie and I stayed to do weights and core for about 20 min on our own. It’s pretty cool, cuz then we can swap workouts. Kaitie knows I train UFC style, so she asked me to teach her my ab workouts after we did our individual training. So, We did 3 rounds of (15-20) Frog Crunches, 3 rounds of (15-20) Judo sit-ups, 2 rounds of (15-20) Leg Lift Crunches, Some Oblique lifts, and we both struggled to do a set of V-Ups. Because this was after we both already did weights and some of our own core training. And goodness, I feel like my abs rip whenever I move. But another thing that makes this cool, is now Katie can incorporate some of my ab workouts into her Body Conditioning class. And I can take what I learn from her, and incorporate it into my personal workouts. So much to learn and teach. I like it.
I believe they aren’t always around when you want them. But if they really do care, they always find a way to you when you need them. The important part to understand, is the difference between “want” and “need” :)
In the 22 and a half years that I have been alive, I’ve never had a New Years Resolution. I never saw the point or cared. But I guess this is a good time to start. I really do want to change for the best this year. Most of these resolutions come from the lessons I’ve taught myself in 2009. The year 2009 itself has been the most chaotic year of my life. In both a good way and a bad way. It has been the funnest year, as far as spending time with and going on vacation with some of my close friends. I also think that it was the year that I made myself most available to be there for close friends, as compared to any other year. I gave out the most hugs in 2009 for sure. I have fought with a couple super close friends about things friends should not fight about. But I have also fixed those friendships by the years end, and we are now closer than ever. On the downside, one of my best friends, Derek, passed away by shooting himself down the street from my house in 2009. And if I could have ended our last conversation any differently, I would have said “I love you” instead of “Goodnight…talk to you later man”. So yeah, here it goes. It’s not in any particular order, because I can’t decide which is most important. I think they are all equally important.
1. I will suck it up and tell everyone I care about, that I love them. As I have always been a huge chicken shit to say those words. I am going to tell the people that matter, that I love them, because showing them is not good enough.
2. Have one alcoholic beverage when offered, instead of 10-15 alcoholic beverages.
3. Find a better paying job, so that I can do all the things that I want to do.
4. Strive to become a happier individual by doing the things I want to do, instead of what everyone else thinks I should do. I don’t need another college degree from some big college to make myself happy. I can take some time off if I want to.
5. Stop resulting to the “silent treatment” when frustrated or angry with someone. It wastes a lot of time.
6. Continue to stay in good physical shape. No slacking.
7. Give out more hugs than in 2009.
8. Give out more money to the homeless than 2009.
9. Keep following my gut feelings, it has continued to save my life.