// time for my babble of the week...hmmm, what to babble about...
My definition of "tragedy"
okay, this past weekend i finally decided to open up my endless stack of mail...
Mel: hmm...junk mail...junk mail...bills...junk mail....hmmmm, something from my car dealership... Mel: oh cool, a scratch n' match sweepstakes...
If your numbers match, you are a guaranteed winner of one of the following prizes:
$5,000 Cash ()
4-piece Luggage Set ()
$250 Home Depot Gift Card ()
$500 Online Shopping Spree ( i won that shit last year...)
5 Day / 4 Night Disney Resort Vacation ()
42" Plasma TV...()
Your numbers above must match and you most claim your prize at the dealership at the previously specified times and dates.
Mel:scratch Mel: 5667... Mel:scratch Mel: 5667!!?!?!?!?!!!!!! Mel: i won!!!!! holy fuck, i won!!!!! Mel:checks the previously specified times and dates**
Prizes will be awarded on these times and dates only!!!
December 28th, 2004 -- 1pm - 4pm
December 29th, 2004 -- 12pm - 3pm
December 30th, 2004 -- 1pm - 4pm
Mel: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOES!!!!!!!!
moral of the story: check your damn mail...
Counting my blessings...
early monday afternoon, stan (high school buddy) and i decided to visit our fallen homie, walter cooley. (kinda stupid how i thought up of visiting him....it was martin luther king day...and walter is my brother of another color...anyways...) so i was driving like 90 mph on the 210W...there was a minivan ahead of me, tailgating a hot yellow mitsubishi lancer...we were all kinda tailgaiting, actually...
anyways we were just talking and driving...then i notice the lancer swerving left and right a bit...
and then he swerves across all four lanes, all the way from the fast lane to the slow lane...then the dude spins out and swerves back @ 90 mph towards the fast lane...
"oh my god"
BAM!!!!!! just 30 ft ahead of us, the lancer totally crashes into the concrete divider...
i never would've thought that cars could bounce off of concrete like that...
oh, and for the record, i didn't poo myself this time.
Week 3 of being on the pill...
my (very round, very sexy) body is finally adjusting to my pills...i'm finally noticing some differences...but strangely, its not my attention span that getting the most significant change...its my emotions.
i realized that my emotions are like a rollercoaster...and its always the little things that can set me off...the little things can make me really happy but they can just as easily piss me off and make me all emo (that's short for "emotional"...usually in a depressing kind of emotion). with the pill, i'm not so emo anymore...
i was bored the other night so i looked up Strattera online and i found one guy describe it as the "i don't give a fuck about the little things anymore" pill... that's so true...
i dug around some more and i found that (although not officially approved by the FCC for this) Strattera can be used to treat depression.
whoa cool...i can definitely say that i feel more content these days...even despite some of the drama in my life right now...butt anyways, i feel happier these days...
oh, and speaking of "happy"...i am happy as fuck to say that Woody is baaaaaaaack!!!!! oh man, i used to think how annoying it was to have morning wood...but after two weeks of impotence...i've never been happier.
Smelly Guy moving out...
i just find out yesterday that infamous Smelly Guy is leaving me!!!?! he's checking out of the apartment on sunday and transferring to Sacramento.
its wierd...kinda happy...kinda sad....(kinda fucked up on my part, i know)...things are gonna be different without him.
kinda sad because he's made some improvement...he switched body washes to Suave's Cucumber Melon (which isn't exactly the most masculine body wash out there, but hey, he smells a lot better).
so yeah, he's leaving...it'll be better for him though...cuz back in NorCal he'll have his homies, his car, family and gf. i wish him the best.
i'll smell you later, mang!!!!
Songs that I can't get out of my head
Trucker Hat by Bowling for Soup
Let's Take our Time by Ryan Cabrera
That damn jingle for the Chevy Cobalt commercial!!!
anyways, that's all for now...hope you all had a great martin luther kind weekend.
Accounting Professor: in the past 20 years, i'd say 85% of my students get A's and B's in my class. Accounting Professor: i don't like to give anything lower than C's. Accounting Professor: i'll let you drop the course before you fail it.
that is music to my ears.
the only drawback is this class is from 7:00-9:30pm, mondays & wednesdays, til may 20th.... that's an ass load of hours compared to cal poly's standard 3.4 hours/week for 10 weeks.
my FRL300 class looks interesting....the professor is really cute ...but she's seriously fresh off the boat. i have to pay extra attention to get past her thick thai accent. she speaks somewhat slow, which is actually a good thing for me cuz this crap is confusing as balls.
the gaysauce thing about these classes is they're both night classes...i'm gonna miss so much good tv...specifically the oc (), joey, lost & laker games. ah well, it'll all be worth it when i get those A's and back into cal poly.
oh yeah, i know that the advisor bitch told me to not take PE classes anymore...but fuck that, i'm going to 'em. i'm not enrolled in 'em but i'm tight with the coaches so its all good.
in other news, its been a week since i got on the pill....the ADD pill, that is. i've gotta say, it felt a little wierd the first few days. i noticed something pretty significant...my appetite was taken down a couple notches and...I CAN'T GET IT UP ANYMORE!!!! i talked to one of my friends that's also on the pill and he said he has the same problem sometimes.
great...just great...my appetite is null and i'm not greeted every morning by woody anymore... i'm no longer the hungry, horny mel that you all know and love...
maybe that's the source of my possible ADD...food and porn...
aaaanyways, that's all for now. until next week-ish...
Random Stuff
its one thing when waiters like you...but its a whole 'nother thing when a gay waiter hits on you...
taught phoebe's dog how to hump
the living room couch in my apartment gets more ass than me....my roommates are always going at it with their girls.
bought the unrated harold & kumar go to white castle dvd
conan's 10 year anniversary special dvd is the shiznat
fiesta platters @ acapulco are my everest!!!
Songs of the Moment
Almost by Bowling for Soup
Take It All Away by Ryan Cabrera
True (Spanglish Version) by Ryan Cabrera
Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day
"Who needs undies when you got the support of your friends."
Advisor Lady: that's great how you got straight B's last quarter Advisor Lady: but i refuse to approve your appeal until you pass these two classes [FRL300, ACC208] Advisor Lady: and if you get back in Advisor Lady: don't you dare take another PE class Advisor Lady: i don't want to see that PE crap on your transcript ever again
so yeah, despite the fact that i got a B average last quarter, she showed no mercy to me. basically the ultimatum is i take and pass my two worst subjects....if i don't, i'm done for good. oh, and there's a time limit....i have until summer to do this. good stuff. so, i'm forbidden from taking basketball & volleyball (which are my stress-relieving parts of my day), and the rest of my life depends on how i do in my two worst classes. dandy. just fucking dandy.
ok, fine...so how can i take these classes when i'm no longer a cal poly student??
enroll @ cal poly under the Open University program....which costs $200 per UNIT. (yes, that's two-hundred-fucking-dollars per unit) or....
enroll @ mount san antonio community college...but the problem is, its on the semester system. (cal poly is on the quarter system) taking classes @ mt. sac would mean i waste winter AND spring quarter @ cal poly.
man, its been a while since i've really posted. here's the low down of my christmas break as of now...
i got sick.
that's pretty much it. at first it was only a cold...then 10 days down the line, i caught the flu. and then for a few more days i started getting some of the bronchitus symptoms i had last winter.
okay, so i've been stuck in the house for the whole damn break. so what's that mean? time to get comfy on the bean bag chair, stock up on tissues, bust out the wireless laptop and pop on the satellite television on the 60' widescreen. just to give you an idea, here's a list of all the movies i've seen this past week (and this past week only). In no particular order...
Matchstick Men - the 14 year old girl is cute...then i find out she's actually 25
Scary Movie 3 - "she broke her wiener??"
Scream - by far my most favorite horror flick
You Got Served - i thought it'd be the lamest movie evar...butt it was actually pretty tight
Animatrix - very thought provoking
The Abyss - like 15 years and i finally saw it...pretty fucking crazy
Scent of a Woman - "hooooowaaaaa"
Last Samurai - good stuff
Face/Off - dominique swain is
The Medallion - meh
American Wedding - god i love this movie
Matrix 1, 2, 3 - it seems like the more i watch this movie, the deeper it gets...
Love Actually - pretty cool
Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle - the directing of this movie is fucking
Bulletproof Monk - movie was aight
Dude, Where's My Car - @ the blind kid
Someone Like You - chick flick...
Finding Nemo - the "evil" girl always makes busts me up
Bruce Almighty - "i lost 40 lbs on the krispy kreme diet!!!"
Serving Sara - god damn liz hurley is
Bend It Like Beckham - why do i keep thinking of a girl version of samir when i see this???
Love Don't Cost a Thing - a horrible remake of an 80's classic...but i wanna christina milian and melissa schuman (blonde from the music group, Dream).
so yeah...my eyes are pretty fucking bloodshot now. the good thing is i'm recovering well from my illness and i've gotten a lot of website work take care of.
oh yeah, i got a B+ average last quarter so it looks like i should be able to stay in school. and tomorrow is my ADD exams followup...so
hope ya'll are enjoying your break and had a very merry christmas.
Chris Pinyo: mel, you need to stop looking for perfection...cuz you're not gonna find it. no one's perfect. nothing's perfect. everything has flaws...but its these flaws that you have to deal with to make it work. I'll never forget that.
This was at the Boat one late spring night...me, Chris and Augustus. We started out talking about sex, you know, like how guys typically do...but then somehow we eventually got to talking about love & relationships...and it was one of the most deep conversations I've ever had.
I remember him telling me how much he hates his ex-girlfriend now...
Chris: i hate her so much...she put me through so much pain... Mel: ...if you could go back in time, would you do it again? Chris: yeah...even though it hurts now, I did love her at one point...and we did have some great times.
Whoa. I never heard anyone say something like that before...probably because I was too scared to intrude on someone's love life like that.
But still...after pondering about it for the rest of the night, I realized this whole talk is more than just about relationships...it's about LIFE.
Think about it...life is full of flaws. Nothing in this world is perfect. NOTHING. Its funny, you hear Ms. Universe pagaent contestants wishing for bullshit like world peace...:rolleyes:
And this idea of imperfection applies to people too...think about it...what if everyone in this world was perfect? We'd all be Gods. And if everyone was perfect, what would seperate one guy from the next? What would make people UNIQUE??? If we were all perfect, we'd all be the same.
Our flaws are what make us HUMAN.
What would the world be like without Erol acting like a dumbass? What would the world be like without Sherwin's brash male chauvanist humor? What would the world be like without Drunken Josh making a fool of himself when he's drunk?
It'd be BORING AS FUCK.
So, after realizing all of this...realizing how imperfection is just a part of life...I realized that not only should I be thankful for all the blessings in my life...but I should be thankful for all of the flaws that make me the man that I am today.
just for your entertainment, i'll tell the story three different ways...
Dramatic Version
it was about 11 'o clock at night. full moon, clear skies, cold breeze. i had just left elisa's place for Sav-On so i could get a compass for one of my astronomy projects. i was bumpin' Lucacris' newest track, Get Back, on full blast, rapping along the sick rhymes and explicit lyrics...
Get back, motherfucker!! Ya'll don't know me like that!!
(Get back, motherfucker!! Ya'll don't know me like that!!)
Git, Git!! (wut wut!!) I ain't playin' aroun'!!
One false move and I'll take ya down!!!
Get back, motherfucker!! Ya'll don't know me like that!!
sometime during the melly version of the song as i was entering the 57-South freeway, i noticed a silhouette in the distance...
"wtf? that looked like a horse...but this ain't montana..."
in just a blink of an eye, the silhouette had disappeared into the shadow as a cloud covered the peaceful ambience of the full moon...
i continued on with my rap solo as i sped up the car to match the speed of traffic...and then out of no where, not just one, not two, but three huge auburn-brown horses were standing just half-a-second away...
in that split second, my tiger-like ninja reflexes took over the wheel and dodged the herd of beasts with surgical precision and abruptly came to a stop at the shoulder of the freeway.
my body was still, sandy was untouched, and the horses were unharmed.
Wussy Version
i was driving to Sav-On in my cute little compact SUV, singing along to the deep, yet playful words of Vanessa Carlton.
If I could fall into the sky,
Do you think time
would pass me by?
'Cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles
If I could just see you...
Tonight.
Dodee da dodoo do dee dee dee dum
Dodee da dodoo do dee dee dee dum
Lala la la, lala la laaa
All of a sudden, three beautiful brown horses were walking aimlessly and innocently in the middle of the road.
"Oh my gooshness!!"
i closed my eyes and braked with all my might...and miraculously, i came to a complete stop without harming myself, the horses nor the car!!
"whew!! everything is okay...thank you, God!!! that was a close one!! i need to lie down..."
Cliffs Notes Version
i was getting onto the freeway, almost crashed into three escaped cal poly horses. somehow managed to dodge the fuckers without pooing myself again.
cool waiters - all the guys and gals that like to pamper me with extra/free shit cuz i'm their best customer.
my ipod - makes roadtrips and long walks to campus much more pleasant...and helps me pretend "i can't hear you" for those mornings that i just don't feel like talking to anyone...
aim - the best (cheapest) way to casually keep in touch with everyone...it also allows me to talk to you guys in the comfort of my own computer chair...naked...
door locks - cuz without 'em, i would've gotten raped in norcal...
things that smell nice - after living with smelly guy, i just have a greater appreciation for things that smell nice...like vanilla and BBQs and polo sport...
wireless internet - finally, i can do work and watch the laker game at the same time in the living room...and i can stream all of my porn, movies and tv episodes from my server to my laptop and watch it on the big screen.
ketchup pumps - man's greatest invention.
streaming internet radio - i don't have to settle with shitty radio reception...and i can read exactly who sings what song, which makes it easier to download the mp3 from areslite.
pavel - cuz he hooks me up with all of the tv episodes that i miss during the week.
text messages - since people are just so busy these days, this makes it easy to drop a quick line...and also helps me secretly communicate the escape plan to my friends on how to get passed my eager-to-follow smelly roommate.
google - so i can google all of the hot girls on tv...which also brings me to my next thing to be thankful for...
boobies.
food - i'm thankful for double-doubles and cheeseburgers, both with grilled onions, and fries @ in-n-out...mochiko chicken with extra mac and extra sauce and a side of manapua @ shakas...chicken fried rice and chicken pad kee mao @ the boat...cake batter & cookie dough icecream @ cold stone...bbq chicken and half-macadamia half-chocolate chip pizzookies @ bj's...i can go on and on, mang...
Okay, I think I'm gonna start a little something here...too many a time I find myself thinking of the randomest things...and its too much thought to go unsaid or wasted...I'm gonna try writing out my thoughts in my personal space of this site...it'll only show up under Latest Threads in the homepage, so you guys can choose to read it or not...I don't really care cuz this is more for me...
Maybe it'll be worthless to read now...but maybe in the future when I'm long gone, this'll be published and be worth millions. :rolleyes:
So anyways, hopefully this is the start of something big...maybe it'll be like that one book author that visited us in Saudi...the one that has kept a diary ever since like 4th grade...and now he's like 50 something and his diary is ginormous.
Or like back in 7th grade when Tasoula Harlan and Amanda Wixted from Dhahran wrote a freaking book on just random shit...that thing was like 40 pages and they had only worked on it for a few months at the time.
So yeah, I'll keep posting random shit in here from time to time...and don't worry, its not gonna be just depressing, emo stuff...this is gonna be some deep stuff...this is my diary...these are the
I went to the Boat (a kick-ass thai restaurant) yesterday with Melissa (Le). I'm a regular there and the waiters thought I was on a date so they hooked us up with some free boba smoothies. And last time, when I went with Phoebe, they hooked me up with extra fried rice. The guys there always hook me up cuz I've probably been their best customer since I bring in everyone I know to the place. Anyways, it got me thinking...how many people have I taken to the Boat? Well, off the top of my head...
Alan, Angela, Anthony, April, Augustus, Bojo, Cathy, Chain, Chris, Colin, Craig, Cristina, Dan, Danny (Baller), Darwin, Elisa, Jackie, James, John, Joyce, Josh M, Karen, Kristy, Laura, Melissa G, Melissa Le, Mike Holt, Mom & Dad, Mr. & Mrs. Blake, Phoebe, Rachel, Rainee, Rich, Ron, Rose, Ryan, Sam (CPP), Suey, Thomas, Travis
That's 43 if I've counted correctly...hit me up if I forgot ya or someone else...
ok, so i got this letter from cal poly...and well...i got kicked out...
spring quarter really f'ed me up and got me down to academic probation...and then i fucked it up again by getting another F during summer quarter. i did get a B+ in my other class, but in terms of GPA, a B+ and an F just put me a bit deeper in the hole...
i'm allowed to stick around for the rest of the quarter...but after this quarter, i'm out...i'm not exactly sure if i'm out indefinitely or just for two quarters...but either way, its not something i'm proud about...
Good News
if i can ace all my classes this quarter, i can file for an appeal and get back in.
More Good News
i might have attention deficet disorder and/or dyslexia. ok, that's not exactly good news, haha, but its something that can help me in my appeal.
i've mentioned this to a few people, and some of them looked at me like i'm faking my possible diagnosis......i'm serious about this. this was something i wanted to look into a while ago but i was just never got around to actually getting tested.
i got a hold of a Preliminary Learning Disability Screening Questionaire from the Disabled Students Center...its kinda funny...check it out:
When following directions to an unfamiliar place, I easily get lost.
I look to Thomas Edison for inspiration. when asked if he felt discouraged about failying 1073 times before inventing the lightbulb, he said, "I did not fail 1,073 times. I found 1,073 ways not to do it." i know now that programming is not for me...so now i'm gonna look into Customer Relations Management in e-Business.
...and on a whole 'nother note...
Really, Really Bad News
Uncle Rolly passed away. ever since he was diagnosed, and with his worsening condition over the months, we all knew this was coming...but still, its a damn hard pill to swallow.
everytime i think about it, i cry...not necessarily because its the 3rd loss in my family in under a year (yes, Pube counts as family)...i cry for my auntie and my cousins, raynell & rose. i mean, i've gotten into some pretty big fights with my dad...but all of that seems so insignifcant to what raynell & rose are going through...i dunno what would happen if i lost my dad...especially at a young age...
Thinking Postively
my family has such a tight bond...and i'm so proud of it. like when jamie passed away, we were all worried for cristina and kainoa...especially since cristina is paralyzed from the waist down...
"Ohana means family; family means no one gets left behind."
but this amazing little thing that hawaiian's call "ohana" is so strong with us...you guys might've heard me when i bitch about going to my family get-togethers...cuz i always end up meeting a bagillion aunties & uncles that i never knew existed...i'm realizing now that this is a huge blessing -- there's always someone (usually several someones) around that'll support whoever...
kinda like the amish...if one of 'em has a house that burns down, the whole town comes together and builds a new one...
so yeah, its kinda like we're amish...except we're darker skinned, almond eyed, flat nosed and allowed to watch porn on hbo television...
"Ohana means family; family means no one gets left behind." - Lilo, from Lilo & Stich
