Date: May 3, 2011 Weight 142.5 lbs Mood: Tired and Achey
I think its hard sometimes when you have a parent that came from a different place than the USA.. My mom is soo old school filipina .. I love it, because its our culture, its how we were raised, and it also shows respect. But then again.. I hate it because the standards and the rules of being “old School” are soo high, sometimes it feels impossible to meet in the middle of things. I guess it also doesn’t help that my mom is a BULLHEAD DAGGER..LOL. Literally.. and I definitely got that stubborn, bitch like attitude from my mama.. and no don’t get me wrong.. I’m not degrading my own mother.. but in a sense.. I mean it in a good way as well..
I love my mom dearly. Literally without her and her prayers, I don’t think any of me and my brothers or sisters would be standing… but because of her we’re all still here.. sane, silly, and successful in our ways.
Anyways.. I’m just thinking about how I’m gonna break this all down to her WITHOUT this ending like a dramatic Filipino soap opera… there just as bad as the Spanish soap operas… soooo DRAMATICA.
So yesterday I went to boxing class with Sandie. I LOVE IT!! I think sometimes I’m twisted inside because I’m addicted to working out.. We did all these combos and used the trainer mits and took turns jab jab duck round house duck.. we used the sticks too..and we did all the routines in 5 minute sessions.. so for 5 minutes we gotta punch out as long and as hard and as many different combos we can… then we rest for like 30 seconds and then we do it all over again.. but adding more.. like jump squats, berpies, mountain climbers, pushups, supermans… yea… I think in my head sometimes I CAN’ T DO IT.. but then I tell the negative to go fuck itself and I end up doing it and amazing myself! Heheee..
I’m glad Sandie is back.. I popped her in the face and jaw a couple of times because I was on a good one with the adrenaline running she couldn’t keep up with my pace.. but all in all we both had fun.. I told Mike before hand that she had texted me and wanted to know if we could be partners in Boxing… Mike said.. “just because she’s your friend you better not be nice! You better not let go of any punches.. You better kick her ass!!” LOL I told Sandie this and she was like ok.. go ahead.. LOL..
Well I’m still getting all the oooh’s and ahhh’s of me losing weight.. I see the SAME people everyweek.. and the SAME people still get amazed everytime they see me… One of the older ladies that works in Nationals saw me in the restroom.. the first thing she said was “WAAAAOOOOW!! You are really doing a good job! I’m gonna have to start calling you SEXY now!” I started crackin up. I don’t mind if another female calls me sexy.. I think of it as a nice compliment.. but when a guy says that to me.. I FEEL SO WEIRD.. AKWARD.. Uncomfortable.. The only one that I do feel comfortable is when Mike calls me that… Like this morning… he was like.. Damn Sexy!! I blushed..
Yesterday I bumped into my other co-worker Tony who works on the 5th floor he lives in Fairfield.. I’ve bumped into him before with his family at Bestbuy and he’s also met Mike… Well since Tony works on the 5th floor I barely see him.. but when I saw him yesterday.. everything he said was very flattering, but yet I just felt soo weird. He told me that he always thought that I was very pretty but now I’m just drop dead gorgeous. I told him thank you and was trying to rush and leave and then he stops me again and goes on to saying.. you are really looking very good. I told him again Thank you.. it’s the Tae-bo workouts and hurried and walked away… I don’t wanna stand there while he justs oogles at me.. I feel grossed out. Like I can really feel him undressing me with his eyes… YUCK!
Me and Mike had a talk about all the attention that I get… Mainly now when I do my power walks on break.. to avoid being stopped or what not by strangers.. I put my headphones on full blast.. so I cannot hear ANYONE.. and at least I don’t have to stop and chat with anyone.. Sometimes I don’t even have music playing I’m just faking it like I’m listening to something that way it just seems like I’m just really into my music.. lol… it helps, it gives me an excuse as to why I can’t talk to people… Working in San Francisco, in the Financial… yes… you will bump into A LOT OF WEIRDOS.. some just plain down right NASTY and has no shame of the thoughts they have in their head…
We used to have this one group here at work.. we all just so happened to have the same break time in the morning.. and we all just so happened to be smokers… but we all worked for different companies… well after awhile of seeing the same folks at the same time smoking cigarettes.. we all got to get to know each other.. one dude who I thought was pretty cool… considered a Homie… until one day he sends me an email at work talking about.. any time, I need any help with anything.. he was willing to be my BITCH.. I thought it was a joke.. like being stupid sarcastic or something…
Until I saw him in person and he tells me in my face… I’ll be your bitch if you want.. I’ll do anything you’d ask..
Ok.. this is just a little TOOOO WEIRD for me.
1. I would never wanna be with a man that refered to himself as my BITCH.
2. I want a man.. not a BITCH
I didn’t wanna hurt his feelings, I just seemed more shocked more than anything… and I told him.. why would he say that? I think that tripped him out too.. because since then.. he hasn’t really talked to me… lol… which WORKED OUT for the better… Then the other guy Marcus.. FREAKING CRAZY!!
Marcus – TRIPPED me out… he texted me one time after break saying If I ever needed sex or just a bootycall he would like to be the guy to handle that for me.. Ummmm NO THANK YOU.. people seriously??
This is a situation.. where its one of them.. I wanna laugh and cry bit also… Dee keeps on telling me.. I need to write a book!!! Lol… I will … one of these days… ok time to get some fresh air
