I got to go see Wicked last night… my very first broadway show EVER! It was awesome :) One more thing I can check off my bucket list :)
I deleted him from my FB on Wednesday morning. At about 3:30 am this morning, I wake up to a message from him.
"why did you delete me love?"
I went back to bed and didn’t say anything. Then when I finally got up again, I stared at his message but had no idea what to say. I didn’t want to admit the truth but I didn’t want to lie to him either. Frankly, it wouldn’t have mattered what I said because I’ve been bluntly honest with him about a bazillion times before and he never seems to change. I eventually just responded and said he should know by now and left it at that.
About 2 hours later, i get a message from him on gchat. In the decade we’ve known each other, we’ve had like 2 conversations total on gchat. He is NEVER on and suddenly, there he was.
Him: why hello there :)
Me: hi. what are you doing on gchat?
Him: looking for you
Me: acha, kyu?
Him: oh no reason, just wanted to know if we were “friends” elsewhere besides fb
I don’t know why this man makes my blood boil.
Ok, thats a lie. I know… I just can’t do anything about it. I miss him and I want our relationship to go back to the way it was but I don’t think that will ever happen.
I wish I could just learn to let him go and move on. I wasn’t even this hung up on any of my ex-bfs but this man, my best friend, him I can’t let go.
Even vicoden and muscle relaxers haven’t helped. I am in SO much pain :(
My roommate laughs when she sees me walk because it really is hilarious.
I right after posting that last post, my roommates walk in the front door. We’re just sitting around the living room, hanging out, and I start telling her about how stressed I am.
45 mins later, we’re sitting in the hot tub having a glass of wine and I feel SO MUCH BETTER. Thank goodness for amazing roommates!
I’ve had a great day but I cannot remember the last time I was so exhausted! I’ve been up and running around non-stop since 6:45 this morning. I have SO much left to do that just thinking about it gets me even tireder. I was so frustrated driving back today that I had actually screamed in my car… it felt good!
Its times like this that I wish I was actually from the mainland and I had a home here to get away too. I need a break.
Sigh, San Diego cannot come soon enough..
I got a job as a Research Assistant (yay me!) so I was filling out some paperwork. I needed some information from my old job so I started looking through my files and wow… the things I found.
Going through and reading all that stuff was like walking down memory lane. It was a little bittersweet but sometimes its nice to remind yourself of everything in your past and where you are today. I know some people think I’m crazy for keeping all this stuff but on days like today, I’m really glad that I did. :)
I had to say good-bye to my sister again tonight. As much as I might argue with my sister and even though she drives me insane, I love her to death. We argue like 90% of the time we’re together but no one, no one, can replace her. Her flight just took off now but I already miss her :(
Sometimes we forget to appreciate the little things in life even though those are the things that often make us the happiest. Tonight I went out with a few friends. We had sushi, went to get froyo (frozen yogurt) and then watched a bollywood movie followed by more bollywood songs on youtube. It was a fairly tame night, nothing too wild or crazy, but it truly made me happy. Even though tonight was nothing really special and it certainly wasn’t epic or legendary, I had fun and it totally provided me with the break from school and stress that I needed. My friends are amazing people and I am so lucky to have them in my life :)
I miss you Mamaji… I miss you.
I just finished watching the new episode of Glee and part of the episode just broke my heart. The new girl’s mother was an overweight lunch lady at the high school. The mother wanted her daughter to hide the fact that they were related because the mother didn’t want the stigma attached to her to become attached to her daughter as well.
I still vividly remember when my mom asked me in middle school if I was embarrassed that she was a taxi driver. She used to make sure that she wouldn’t come to pick us up or drop us off at school if she had her taxi dome on. That broke my heart. My mother was doing an honest job for an honest wage but she worried that others might judge her daughters for her profession and she didn’t want that to happen to us. I have been and always will be proud of my mother and what she does. She is most amazing person I have ever met and no matter what she does or what she looks like, I will never be embarrased to be associated with her.
I am blessed to be able to call myself the daughter of a cabbie.
Is that crazy?