it was all banal baby!

so as you finally heard, sblog2 won the bloggie for best group blog or something like that. honestly, i wish i got a nomination for macapinlac.com, but if i were to pick anyone to share the $1 prize money with it would have to be the 16 other people on that blog (oh yea plus ernie and belle). so how exactly do you split the 1 dollar prize money between 19 people?

i'm not even going to bore you with an acceptance speech because peter already wrote a really good one and i think mj summed it up my emotions pretty good. so i guess i'll be like that odd member of the group and just stand in the background and wave. *wave* well, it's not like i didn't do my post as co-host of the game anyways, i put in my 1 post. c'mon guys! that's gotta count for 1/19th of a(n american) dollar, right?

it's really too bad that ernie didn't win that many only won 1 award. the bloggies seemed to be a will wheaton sweep. must be that star trek charm (or the fact that he kissed ashley judd).

so lets go and reveal another side of ritchie.

so last night i saw my ex-girlfriend. well kinda i saw a picture of her. let me explain myself. it was a long distance relationship, a few years back. after my london trip a while ago i fell hard for this one girl and we ended up together dispite the distance. we were together for quite sometime: talking on the phone, writing email, writing snail mail and sending each other little things through courier. it was almost as perfect as a long distance relationship could be.

i was a firm believer in the fact that long distance never works out. i almost completely supported that idea. the reason being that, how can a relationship go on when you don't even get to touch the other person that you're caring about? when do you have the chance to hug them when they're crying? it's close to impossible. we ended up severing the girlfriend boyfriend thing after a few months and i was heart broken. i mean a student (cause i was in school at that time) couldn't afford a $1000 plane ticket to london, right? so that was the end of that.

last night, i saw her picture for the first time in a long time. she used to send me pictures every so often but now it's been years but it stopped after a while. it was nice going through the pictures and memories of an old forgotten past.

bring back the days of old school women tennis players!

i'm sure you know of the time. when beauty had nothing to do with it and it was all about skill and power. where are all the women who can rock a tennis ball harder than elton john on viagra? today it's all about mainstream beauty and the courts might as well be a fashion show runway. annorexic beauties who can barely lob a ball let alone have a 50mph serve.

bring back martina navratilova with veins on her arms thicker than the branches of the biggest tree in british columbia. she drives a 4x4 ya know? none of this anna kornikova or martina hingis with their short nike tennis cocktail dresses, designed to entice more male viewers (hey, it worked on a lot of people). bring back sanchez-vicario, who should've been playing for the men's side. girl got more facial hair than i do (but that doesn't say a lot)! or maybe monica seles who's grunts aren't used to seduce and give sexual overtones but to scare her opponents into the next third world country!

this year i'm rooting for venus williams!

i can't think of anything to blog about today, davezilla's message to parents did make me laugh.

"Look, anyone, I mean anyone, can have an inspired moment of accidental genius. But just cause your NASCAR love-child, Lil Abner Homonculous Jr., rubbed his diaper mess on the television, and OK so maybe it sort of resembled the Martyrdom of St. Joseph, doesn't make him the next Caravaggio, all right? The only accidental moment of enlightenment this troglodyte will have is the daily rediscovery of his penis."

and hilarity on ritchie's weblog continues...

i am so not a morning person.

i'm sitting here in class, right on time. why? because i compensated for all the crazy drivers that were going to be on the road, i left 30 minutes before my usual time. the drive to work was pretty hellish, i think that the average speed on the drive was about 30kmh. so right now i'm sitting in an empty classroom (mind you, i'm on time) thinking "why? oh why am i here?".

random thoughts as i sit here waiting for class to start: why is the funky looking programmer staring at me? why is the guy sitting next to me taking off his outer layer of clothes? why is the guy sitting infront of me use too much hair products when he doesn't have hair? why is the funky hippie know it all wearing a jacket that looks like a curtain from a 60's reject show? why is one of the guys in a java programming course when he's having trouble logging on to his computer? why? oh why am i here?

and just because ritchie is in a shitty mood: take a look at the course that i'm in right now. now lets just take a look at the program that i graduated from. now, if i took 3 different object oriented programming courses; someone tell me why i need an intro to object oriented programming course? why? oh why am i here?

i woke up to snow! not just a little bit either. quite a lot!

last night, i went to sleep pretty late trying to figure out php and sessions. today, i woke up to snow. a tonne of snow surrounding my house. huge chunks of snow falling from the sky and covering everything in sight. there wasn't anything i could do but watch, wait and hope that it wouldn't snow too bad. but i was wrong, it only stopped a few minutes ago and it was snowing since very early this morning apparently.

so now i'm stuck at home. i can't go out because the snow is too much to face. i'm trapped in snow hell, and who told me that it didn't snow that much in vancouver?

so we're all stuck here in gerard's house because of what? the snow.

john, gerard, jason and myself all here because our cars cannot handle .5 inch snowfall. for me: my tires are balder than [insert corny bald joke here] (and jason rode with me). john, on the other hand, has a mustang. which we all know is rear wheel drive, and he has balder tires than i do.

so this equates to 4 bored guys stuck at a house with nothing to do. we've pulled doughnuts in the parking lot and had the occasional snowball fight. where we learn that gerard is as graceful as a ballerina in avoiding snowballs.

update: we also find out that jason is a superman wannabe. yes, more fun with the webcam! we also trekked back to jason's house at 3:30am. driving uphill isn't fun when there's black ice and having bald tires. believe it or not, we made it there ok. watched a dvd, logged online and saw dave kim. talked a bit, then slept till 2:00pm. mike came to go for some gluttony at some all-you-can-eat sushi place and that was that. good times.

g33k update: guess who signed up for blogger pro?

alright, since i've been staring at the screen for a good 15 30 minutes hour and i still can't find anything to blog. here's my friday five:

1. what cologne do you wear? - i gotta admit that i only own 2 colognes. both given by ex girlfriends. tommy and nautica.
2. what perfume do you like best on the opposite sex? - to be honest, it doesn't really matter but i've always liked the gap heaven scent, in all honesty i don't really have a preference.
3. what one smell can you not stomach? - rotten eggs or anything rotten and almost moldy for that matter!
4. what one smell do you like that others might consider weird? - the smell of matches burning. yes, i'm a sick sick sick individual.
5. how do you plan to spend your weekend? - hang around with friends, work and maybe a few movies. or course, talk on the phone.

and if i could find something else to blog about i would but then for now this will have to do. i'm still braindead today.

i never grew up on winnie the pooh, actually i never even liked that whole cartoon.

last night, during a conversation that i was having the whole topic of winnie the pooh came up. i never got into it. to be honest with you, i've only seen a few cartoons in my lifetime.

see, when i was young(er), winnie the pooh seemed (at first glance) like a smart cartoon character like mikey mouse, or bugs bunny. it turns out that i was out for a big let down. he was dumber than white on rice. i mean, i'm sure it's entertaining to some people but i just can't watch it. not to mention that the other characters have some sort of phycological case. i'm sure everyone has heard of the whole theory about this. i just wanted to mention it because i thought it was amusing. eeyore is clinically depressed and should be on some ungodly high dosage of prozak. rabbit is an obsessive compulsive. tigger has attention deficit disorder and piglet has that shyness/scared of people thing going on. come to think of it, i don't think i can ever watch it now other than for some psychiatric experiment. at least after buying this book.

yea i'm messed up and to some people i just committed sacrilege! who's bad? i'm bad!

alright, i'm sick and tired of people who pretend that they can drive in the snow.

yea! i'm talking to you mister! yea you! the one with the 4x4 going 120kmh pretending that a 4x4 vehicle is impervious to snow/black ice. ok granted last night my friends and i were spinning around in the parking lot in a 4x4 looking like that volkswagen commercial, but thats different we know how to drive. when you do decide to cut me off, don't look at me and then pretend that i'm not there by coming within 2 inches of my front bumper causing me to slam on my brakes. cause, i'm telling you: my tires are bald and slamming on the breaks isn't a good thing unless you want to cause a huge accident. of course, i also don't condone you weaving through the next 5 cars infront of me just to shave off seconds from your travel time.

and when you actually get into the parking lot (the same time as i did); please pretend that you do have a brain. there is no way that you are going to get level 1 parking strolling in at 9:15am. so there is no need to drive like you're cruising down the block on friday night looking for hunnies. let's face it, the fact that you're slumped over the wheel trying to see 5 meters infront of you combined with the kc and the sunshine band music blaring in your car stereo and you look old enough to need a walker will not (repeat not) get you said hunnies. so move along and look for parking in level 2 or 3.

more importantly, i don't care who you are in this company but blocking the 1 lane traffic with 5 cars behind you just so you can get a parking ticket because you're too cheap to buy a monthly parking pass is not cool! oh! hold up let me talk into your hearing-aid: not cool!

yea! you think i won't give you the pissed off look even when you stare me down in the elevator, thinking i'm probably some young kid looking for his mommy? think again! i swear the number of socially retarted people that work here just boggles my mind. and they all drive too! unfortunately, i wish i could say that i'm distorting the story but i kid you not folks. true story.

no blog today? never!

yes, the course took up my whole day today. i mean the whole day. i didn't even have a chance to blog, but is that stopping me? no! here i am, at home blogging. the first thing i do. why? well it's not like i have anything interesting to blog today.

it snowed today! it was pretty hard too. so can you imagine my face when i stepped outside (late for work, as usual) and saw snow? i was freaked to say the least. why? well my car is a front-wheel drive civic with bald front wheels! so there i was, going 30kmh on the highway cause i was too scared to lose control and drive my poor car into one of those highway dividers.

the funny thing about vancouver is that it doesn't make any sense weatherwise. it was snowing very hard in richmond (which is below sea level, probably the closest to hell you can get in this part of town). but in north vancouver, it was just raining. then when it started getting sunny, thats when it snowed hard in north vancouver. of course, my co-workers decided to drive out for lunch.

i hate snow! bah humbug!

1 class down, 7 more to go....

you can't believe how boring this class is. it's a work related course, but its also something that i've already taken. so how boring was it? well lets just say that i was twiddling my thumbs for a good 4 hours of the 7 hour class. why? well, it's not that i'm slacking off or anything. it's because i manage to get the measly lab done in 15 minutes instead of the 4 hours allocated for it.

so there i am, waiting. twiddling my thumbs, twiddling incessantly. it almost becomes an obsession. how many times can i twiddle my thumb in an hour and then i try to out twiddle myself the next hour. so record for twiddling my thumbs? 1598 times. yes twiddling and listening. listening to know-it-all's complain at the limitations of java. yes folks, i managed to keep myself sane by twiddling. it's quite amazing no? if not for twiddling, i would've probably tenderized, skewered, seasoned and bbq'ed the annoying fellow sitting on the front row with the high fat content who manages to push every button that i have with in a 10 minute span into the course.

ok, i'm getting worked up again. more twiddling. to think i have another course in an hour. twiddle!

yea did i mention that i'm not even here today?

physically, i'll be in an all day course and after work i'll be in my evening class? mentally, i've just been checked out for a while now. i haven't felt like doing anything productive or even anything remotely productive. then again, there are those people who have checked out of their brain earlier than i. so i shouldn't complain. so lets recap to what got me this way.

saturday, i worked on a few things. i downloaded some homework from the school's ftp site. did some contract work, finished a few coding modules and finished a document that dave has been hounding me to finish. after i went to paulo's house to have a few drinks and watch american pie 2. as you can see my saturday was semi productive (even with me waking up at 1pm).

sunday. once again, i woke up at 1pm and this time i was determined to be lazy. i didn't get up until 2pm and when i did. i ate upstairs and proceded to watch almost famous for the next 2 1/2 hours. i had to sporatically stop the movie because my mom was having trouble replacing the toner in our photocopier. yes, our house does have it's own photocopier. after that, i logged into the net discovering that my laptop's speakers isn't working or isn't configured properly (so i decided to fix it sometime this week). also archie called me, so i picked him up and went to eat at the local all-you-can-eat sushi place, back to his house to watch simpsons, malcom in the middle and the chamber. came back home, logged into trillian for a while and read my book.

and this is why, ritchie is quite brain-dead today! only i can find ways to write about being lazy. why? cause i'm lazy to come up with something interesting to blog about.

alright, the sap has struck again!

i just spent a good portion of the afternoon watching almost famous. its a good movie, actually scrap that. it's a great movie. the story line of an ambitious kid, with an overbearing mom just hit to close to home. lets not even go into the fact that the love story and the funny parts totally ended up catching my attention. its a fun movie.

right now, i'm totally braindead. i wanted to get some reading done, a little homework maybe but i'm here infront of my computer blogging and chatting. ok, i will get some work done tonight. *off the computer*

last night i could've gotten sleep....but i didn't.

i bought a laptop and got my new ring, i was supposed to stay home and enjoy my new toys. did i? nope, instead i ended up in bread garden sipping bottomless coffee like [insert clever analogy here]. my friends and i swapped stories, exchanged opinions and made-fun-of a few people. no biggie. when i got home, i was actually pretty tired and was planning on heading to bed. until that is i started installing xp into my laptop. that took a few minutes and i headed to bed.

around 2am, person x called me. she was whispering because, for some reason, she had to be quiet. i totally don't understand why raspy-cold-whispering-girlie-voices do it for me. it was soo cool. i never even thought she was capable of such a voice. <thought>she should have a cold and whisper more often.</thought> and all the people who know who she is, is probably thinking: "ewwwww!" to themselves right now.

but yea, needless to say, once again i slept pretty late and woke up pretty early. if i were going to write a book about my life, a good portion of it would be about insomnia.

i'm at work but honestly i really don't feel like being here.

well, in some ways i can say that i've sorta lost a certain excitement for my job. it has turned into a monotonous and a bit uninteresting. i mean, in a few short years, the job has turned from super exciting and frontline ground breaking to slow, dragging ... etc. i mean it's almost turned into the equivalent of grunt work at mcdonalds and as much as i loved working there, it's still something i wouldn't want to do even now.

i didn't want this post to turn into a "slag work" post because i know how other people can get into trouble by doing that (of course if you have 10000000 people reading your site everyday, it kinda gets dangerous too). don't get me wrong, i love my co-workers (yes, even donna). they're all great, interesting people who i wouldn't trade for the world. its the other people i can't stand, the other 1000+ people who work here who lack (1) social skills, (2) social skills and (3) social skills. no, i'm really not going to rant anymore. i have to stop.

i think i need a vacation. oh yea thats right, i can't go.

whats in your cubicle? i keep wondering if my cubicle is a "normal" one.

if i look around my co-workers cubicles they all tend to reflect each other's personalities. family people have pictures of their wives, children or pets. some have inspiring quotes riddled around their cubicle, others have work charts all around that they can't really put anything else up.

for me; my cubicle is fairly empty. i have empty water bottles, pop cans and empty candy boxes. on my walls, i have a smaller version of the poster that i made, a pump-it-up flyer, a brochure for an html level 1 training course (cause i really need to take it), a george foreman grill add, 2 cd's and a winnie the pooh coloring book page. i used to have frames with the ex's picture but thats been long taken down. and for some reason, people tend to give me those squeeze stress relief toys. do i looked stressed? but what does that say about my personality?

a better question would probably be, does your cubicle reflect your personality?

in other news....

i'm not usually one to buy a cd off the internet, or even just buy a cd. most of my songs are in mp3 format backed up in my mp3 player or cd's. but there are always exceptions to every rule. lately, in the past month, i have managed to buy 3 cd's. all recommended by different people. i was never disappointed. mj said that this guitar-romantic-smoochie- knock-a-girl-off-her-feet romantic cd was good, i went out and bought it. i was soo happy with it. my other friend said that the joe cd was funky-jazzy-smooth-r&b slowjam good, i went out and bought it. i am still bumping it in my ride. when theresa said that (and i quote) "this is hot shit", i was a little hesitant. i mean c'mon, if you're going to go and buy a cd get it at the store.

all i gotta say is... stupid amazon 1 click is evil! i bought the cd! and i liked it! it's a cd full of jazz stuff, with a hiphop twist. we all know that hiphop songs are mostly sampled, and taken from many places and different music genres. so this cd plays the jazz songs that the hiphop songs are sampled from but they also mix a "sampled" part of the hiphop song into the jazz. its a lil' bit hard to explain. i like jazz, and i grew up on hiphop so this was a good mix of the two. so next time theresa tells you that something is the shit, trust her, she rocks my world!

so the reason why i'm blogging so late is because i just got into work.

i took the half day off to celebrate with my parents. celebrate what? you may ask. today is their 25th wedding anniversary! now isn't that a milestone? 25 years together, sharing good and bad times. it just hit me today as they were renewing their wedding vows that these guys have been together throughout my life and a while before that. now that's a long time, and something to be proud of.

they lived through each other's little nuances. my mom lived through my dad's snoring (and thats loud, yo!), my dad has lived through my mom's movie pausing and asking for an explanation and i'm not even going to factor in how much of a nusance i can be. i guess this is why they've survived this long. so hers a (virtual) toast to my lovely parents, and to the next 25 years.

happy 25th wedding anniversary!

oh yea, ms colobong won't let me get away with this one. and yes, that is her homepage people complete with streaming.. err...midi's and uppercase lowercase lettering

happy birthday gladys

so what can i blog about you? well, lets see i've known gladys for about n-years. she was a really good friend, and at that time didn't have a car. she later became a clubbing buddy, and one drunk night. well, we won't go there. oh yea, there was also that one time on icq. ok fine, we won't go there either. oh yea, there was that other time in the car? shoot man! i'm running out of things to blog about. how about the time in my room after we uumm, shoot damn it! ok i'm not even going to attempt anymore. but yea, she's a great friend even though admittedly i'm not as good to her as she is to me. she's still great!

thanks a lot for the songs, the memories and heres a shot of 151 to celebrate many more good years to come. (and if you check you're voicemail, you would realize that i did remember you're birthday)

so the whole world is obsessed with orlando bloom? better known as legolas from lord of the rings.

apparently this guy, who's relatively unknown in my world, has taken the hearts of most of my girl[space]friends and most gay men that i know. i really don't get it, what does this guy have that i don't? i mean c'mon i didn't put on a wig when i wanted to dye my hair blonde or when i wanted to grow my hair.

ok, granted that he does look good shooting an arrow and he looks semi smooth in the treads and i would probably look totally gimped out attempting to shoot an arrow or just plain look stupid in elven costumes. nuff said, i could probably out code him considering that there were no computers at that time and age. i also know that i would probably sink if i attempted to walk on snow, unlike him who just kinda stays over it and doesn't sink (must be elven powers).

ok, i'm stopping. it's really sad when you start comparing yourself to fantasy characters.

as i am writing this, i still haven't stepped out of my bed.

yes the time stamp does say that it's close to 3:00pm. which means that i've officially been in my bed for more than 12 hours. saturdays are nice, except for when the alarm went off and i was in a panic because i thought that it was a work day and it was already quitting time. i haven't done anything or accomplished anything and that's ok. i will eventually get up (because i'm typing this update from across the room with a wireless keyboard and binoculars), and do something useful and productive.

well, i've been up late the past week which means that in the past 5 days, i've only had a total of 10 hours of sleep. last night was the "catch-up", even though i didn't even sleep early. i saw usual suspects with victor on dvd, benicio del toro was hilarious with his thick accent. it was a fun, mess with your mind movie.

ok, i'm getting up now really... ok maybe later.

oh god. so i was watching tv, resting when i got home.

i decided that it would be a good idea to watch some tv and relax. i was planning to fall asleep then this trailer came up. i don't know what it was, could be my crush on mandy moore, maybe the fact that it was another sappy movie, and maybe it was the plain old fact that it looks like a good movie. *swoon* how can you go wrong when you havea totally cheezy scene with mandy moore in a totally romantic lip lock add another funky slow jam into it. now you have my full attention!

yes, i'm a big cheezy sap sucker for romantic chick flicks. i'm really sad!

totally random, like new years i will forgo my internal filter and just post whatever comes into my head in the next minute or so.

just a little background: last night was my friend carlo's b-day. we were at a club, i was the designated driver. i didn't drink much, but very much less than what i usually pour down my throat. also on a totally funky tangent, i was on the phone until some ungodly hour talking to person x! *giggle*

i think aspirin makes me gassy, and i don't think lactaid will work on this one. i think i'm allergic to mcdonalds orange juice, i'm sneezing like no tomorrow.... ewww, snot on my sleeves sucks! *wipe*. the dasani water bottles that have been collecting at my desk have been sweating from the inside. i really love the way i can't open my salsa package for my breakfast burrito cause my hands are too greasy from the old leaking out of the mcdonalds bag. nike: just do it! converse: no don't. people who work at this company just seem to lack in social skills. the transit system rocks....not! good lord, this is how i was @ new years? My PrOgRamS rOcK tH3 CasBah! i wish i was ben brown. if i don't know what the heck a "road sense" is, then how am i supposed to use it? do you think this is long enough for this post? maybe, i dunno. i think it's long enough. well maybe a bit more. alright, hotdawgs! i'm now officially a jet-setter; edmonton 25th-28th and san francisco 1st-4th. i'm also a gadget fetish, that is all. i'm a cam freak, buy me stuff! richard just told me his fetish.... *backing away from the computer* damn it, i really started backing away from my computer and i almost tripped over my chair. when i hit post & publish on blogger, what does it post and what magazine does it publish?

well, there you go. just a little sample of what goes on in ritchie's head. yea, my post quality is in direct relation to the amount of sleep i get the night before.

ok lets blog about....uummm let's see... i dunno... relationships. more specifically, ritchie's past relationships.

lets see, lets show the timeline that ritchie has gone through.

• grade school was a bit sad because i went to an all boys school in the philippines. so unless you swung the other way there was no way in hell a shy non-suave, awkward little kid was going to hook up with one of those miriam girls. oh and trust me they were hella cute, at least thats what i thought way back in the days.
• junior high school - when i first moved to canada, i had visions of a sexually liberated country where women walked without their tops and bras were burnt on the streets. where i got this idea, i will never know. needless to say that i never dated until grade 10. 2 years after i moved here, and even then. no kissing, just holding hands. not that i was complaining or anything.
• senior high school - new school, different people and a smarter ritchie! after a really depressing summer vacation of hanging around at the mall, arcade and at home. it was time for a change. i had to at least get a kiss or something from a girl before my high school life ended; yea i know it sounds like a really bad copy of american pie. so i told myself to show a bit more confidence, and be a bit more forward. trust me this was a task in itself. but hey, i landed my first serious girlfriend (2 months) and rebounded a few times after the break up. but was i to stop there, no! i tossed the pocket protector, sagged my hiked up pants and stopped using pomade on my hair. i was a changed person.
• the break year - i took a break in between high school and college to slack off and work. work i did, i was getting a few hundred dollars per paycheque and i was totally (in my head) rolling in the money. which ment that dates wouldn't consist of mcdonalds and movies. i could actually afford to take them for coffee/desert after. it was dating heaven, and date around was all i did.
• college years - the craziness of uumm nothing. well, contrary to popular belief my college life wasn't filled with experimentation or any sexually liberated experiences. it was absolutely boring, to describe it better, it was [insert adjective here] and then some. i ceased dating and the whole relationship thing was put on hold. but the story actually began just before it ended. i started getting into the whole comitted relationship thing, and then we broke up and it screwed my life over a few times over.

i guess, i've had really colorful relationships. i once heard my friend say "what you go through in life prepares you for challenges ahead", it makes sense doesn't it? i mean i wouldn't really know what i want or what to expect from someone that i'm with if i didn't go through all the drama before. it's somewhat like a "how not to do it" manual, sad but true.

ok now everyone laugh and point at ritchie.

ok, now i'm totally messed up.

my sleeping habits have been thrown to the dogs. the past few days i've been sleeping at god-awful hours. not to mention taking naps at weird times and different lengths. i'm not even going to start with why i'm staying up this late. lets just say that my phone bill is going to be dreadful. so after a really groggy day at work, i managed to not fall asleep at the wheel of my car and get myself home. i got in around 5pm and i slept until 9. now the challenge is to get some work done and go to sleep at an early hour. at least thats the plan. what's probably going to happen is that i'll work, get a bite to eat and spend another night on the phone.

oh but it's soo nice to be talking on the phone. *giggle*

coffee is my friend. but right now my friend isn't here.

yea i know, my internal monologue has totally gone out of wack. it's probably due to lack of sleepy nighty nighty time. lately i've been soo into a certain person (but we won't mention any names) that phone conversations start trailing into the late nights. plus, school, and more contract work it's starting to take it's toll on me. the funny thing is that it's only the 2nd day that i've gotten back into my daily routine. i have to say that i'm not quite into it yet. the past 2 days, i've woken up late and totally braindead for any work that requires more than 2 seconds of thought.

tonight has to be different, sleep is crucial to my sanity. trust me it is!

resolution update: i have officially broken my resolution not to make fun of people in the office. that is all. it's a sad sad christmas.

yes folks i made it in back to work, a little bit of a snag, but here i am.

so i took a 2 week vacation to enjoy my christmas holidays. i ended up taking the tourguide for vancouver role once again for my friends who all came down. we did hit a little bit of snags; ie: a ditch but over all it was ok. a fun time was had by all.

i'm also starting work on my resolutions. one of them is going back to school. yes, i'm back in my old school doing a double major. i also resolved to be more organized, which means that lugging around an ipaq everywhere i go. i'm working on a few projects both personal and professional, in the hopes that i do something more productive with my time than just bum around the house reading books and watching tv.

so did i do anything to recognize the end of my little mini vacation? yes i did. yesterday, i sat outside, leaned against my car, lit a cigarette and told myself that this wouldn't be the last time i would take a break. what do i mean? well, there have been a few developments that have happened in my life that have caused me to look at things very differently. friends whom you thought were friends have abandonded the idea of friendship. friends who seem like friends but are really more and trying to figure out where they place in your life. i have to admit that i look at things a bit more differently after everything that has happened during the past few months, and i wish i could be more specific but i can't. it's just that there were soo many things that i saw unfold and many realizations in my life that sometimes taking a break from it all; tuning out all the noise is just as important as facing the challenges. ya know what i mean?

ya know? sometimes i just don't know what to think of the world.

eh, it's a rainy day today. kinda the same rainy day that depresses you when you look out the window. cloudy days, no sun and rain... rain farther than the eye can see.

it's funny how easily a person's mood can change in a span of a few minutes/hours/days. i could've sworn i was cheary a few days ago. really i was. i could've sworn that last night i was happy, too happy actually. alcohol induced happiness to be exact. which isn't exactly the best way to get happy; but it's a good temporary fix. ah well, life sometimes throws you curve balls; doesn't it? but then, life goes on in the meantime, doesn't it?

it's now quiet in the macapinlac household. only belle and ernie....

the past 2 weeks have been very crazy. i can honestly say that i got a kiss on new years (even if it was on the cheek and from a lesbian). i did really really stupid things on new years as well, but we won't get into that. i had a blast with team-mazda at the mall even though this was the only time i could chill with them. whistler was great, even though i slept the whole time.

there are too many stories to blog. and there are too many stories that can't be blogged.

but let me tell you about driving ted, ank and dave to the airport with ernie today (because i'm gonna beat people to posting this story). after waiting at the canadian-american border for an hour, we finally had our turn. i pulled up to a customs officer and handed our id's to him. now here's the problem: dave forgot his passport back home, ank had been doing quite a bit of travelling (which apparently flashes a huge red light to customs officers), i'm naturally scared of border people and try explaining that we all met through our own websites to someone who looks like he came from the stone ages.

he did let us through after a little bit of interrogation, which was good. i mean the story was just too bizarre to be made up, he had to believe it. 5 asians in a car drving to seattle, one canadian, another who forgot his passport and is from nebraska, another who has great hair (nuff said...), one internet rockstar and another who has apparently been flagged for terrorrism; and all meeting on hotsteamyxxx irc chat through our websites. *sigh*

and if you want another great trip story; read ernie's ditch post.