i didn't even realize that it was chinese new year's..

nonetheless, happy new year?

aimlessly browsing through my subs.. scanning posts here and there.. i wonder.. "why the eff did i sub to that person in the first place?".. but with this whole new and improved layout, i am able to (barely) make out their profile picture and concluded that.. "it's probably because i thought they were hot".. hah. 90% of their content sucks donkey balls. time to do some cleaning.

juno was an awesome movie. i had my doubts.. but i was impressed. the kingdom was uber slow in the beginning.. the ending was alright. it does open your eyes..

i'm not registered to vote. gasps. i could care less, really. i'm pretty clueless to it all.. but what i do know is that i do not want clinton as our president. this country is effed as it is, we don't need a damn woman in charge.. really. no offense. although, i must admit.. i caught her on the news crying at the bookstore.. and i felt sorta compelled to vote for her. that quickly passed. hah. i'd rather not vote than vote for something i'm completely oblivious to. people are going to complain.. doesn't matter if it's bush or oprah in office.. may the best man win.

tim sylvia lost. well, duh. even before the third round, i knew he'd eff up and go down. that's usually the case with tim the ogre. next fight is anderson silva versus dan henderson. i like hendo and all but.. silva is the best weight to weight fighter, man. he's got this. silva is so respectful, too.. i dig. i also hear that chuck liddell is set to fight mauricio shogun.. the dude lost to forrest griffin, man.. i don't know.. as much as i don't like liddell.. he's really improved.

i'm seeing wyclef jean AND lyfe jennings in six more days. word.

i played poker last night.. first time in a while.. i flop the nut flush.. i check.. guy after me goes all in.. other guy shoves all in (he has the first all in covered, i have them both covered).. sweet. i call with the quickness. first all in has a straight.. second dude has a ten high flush.. except.. he has a gut shot straight flush draw.. turn comes.. and yeah.. he catches his ONE outer on me. the table gasped. he caught the ONLY card that could beat me.. after that, i went and bought a mega million ticket.. it's at 102 million, i think? wish me luck.

do you believe in remaining friends with an ex? honestly..... even when she did you wrong?.. i mean, why would you even want to?.. (no no no NO.. exes cannot stay friends!.. am i being irrational/close minded by thinking this way?)..

the radio station just left me a voicemail informing me that i have won vip tickets to go see..

wooohoooo. man, i've never won anything in my life.. well, nothing that i can recall.

then i see musiq soulchild shortly after.. wooooot!

what would you do if this person who you're really digging.. comes in to kiss you.. they open their mouth a tad bit.. and all of a sudden, this qualmish feeling hovers over you..

you are repelled by the stench of their breath.

what to do, what to do.. you can only offer them an altoid/gum so many times..

you wouldn't dare tell them, would you? you've only been seeing them for a short period of time..

see you in two months. wooot.

let's dissect britney spears career for a moment. i remember back in.. '98.. or was it '99.. she was on top of the world. "hit me baby one more time" triggered the beginning of a whole new era. tweens who couldn't even support a bra yet were dying to be her.. boys worshipped her. britney was everywhere. her career continued to inflate. she was unstoppable. the fame.. the attention and coverage britney gained.. (which essentially smothered her) consequentially robbed britney of her success.. and sanity.

.. and down her entire career life went..

down and down and down it goes.. when it stops, nobody knows.. 

just as the life of our mickey mouse clubhouse's angel, britney continues to disintegrate.. so do xanga's featured xangan's.

blogs.. once feature-worthy, overflowing with profound thoughts and opinions.. overall enjoyable to read, have begun to deteriorate. what happened? they get featured. now i open up my subscriptions and see that it's all watered down. entries are now dedicated to idolizing themselves.. nonstop. it's like, once they get featured.. the quasi-celebrity status plagues their minds.. moreso, their writing.. and reading their (now) catered entries has become rather repulsing.

can anyone featured handle the fame?

i will randomly get to b through f..

i'd like elaborate on "a".. however, i'm not too familiar with bj penn or werdum stevenson.. and personally, i could care less about these matches. (i do like bj penn though. he'll take it).. i just want to see gonzaga get a beatdown.. only because he really effed up cro cop's mental state after their fight. (sorry, james)..

moving along..

i'd like to pose two questions that i'm itching to gain insight on.. for the three-four females who read my site.. feel free to jump in also.

- would males do a chick, regardless of what she looks like? basically.. a guy will do a girl simply because she's willing to spread 'em open. i won't tie your answers to you.. but knowing your friends and the general male population.. is this a true statement? ( i have a feeling 9.5/10 of you will say that you have standards, yaddi ya.. and you won't just do anything.. but let's be real.. male hormones are some powerful stuff.. and sometimes the lower head dominates the upper one..)

- in your opinion, is it easier for a male to find a female.. or for a female to find a male?

this is what happens when my sister is bored.. hahah.

and this is what happens when boredom strikes me at work..

what would you people like to read about (pretty random, i know):

a). my analysis of ufc 80's main cards.. penn vs. stevenson/gonzaga vs. werdum
b). a compiled list of xangans i'd totally bone.. and why. 
c). my explanation/breakdown of how buddha's shady behavior (of i love new york II") proves just how easy it is to make a chick fall for you.. simply by being a jerk and decent looking.. (women subconsciously dig assholes)..
d). a continuation of the boy girl situation.. what happened next?..
e). my reasoning as to why exes abso-tutalutely cannot remain friends..
f). pros and cons of playing online poker versus playing at the casino..

girl likes boy.. a lot.

boy is obviously into girl..

boy is ridiculously handsome and desired by many other girls. girl is aware of this.

girl has attempted to spend time with boy.. but boy always manages to come up with some lame excuse.

so boy and girl finally hang out again one night. they engage in great conversation. girl is very confident at this point that the interest is mutual.

boy and girl kiss.

boy initiates contact with girl constantly after this. girl tries to kick it with boy on new year's eve but boy ignores her text.

girl is bummed and realizes boy could just be a player.

boy texts girl numerous times after this.. but girl decides not to respond immediately like she used to especially after she received a text that she thinks was directed to another.

girl ignores boy's texts.

boy then calls girl again and again. girl refuses to pick up.

boy doesn't give up. girl is confused.. does she need to act shady in order for boy to show interest/be interested?

girl finally answers boy's call. they talk but girl is a little distant. boy senses something is wrong and asks.. girl shrugs it off. boy asks girl when he can see her again. girl nonchalantly says that she doesn't know. they hang up. (although girl was acting kind of weird.. boy should know that she's into him)..  

boy has yet to contact girl again..

girl doesn't know what to think of this.. what's going on with boy??

okay. i'm infuriated.. that's an understatement..

so a bunch of us in our department decided that we would contribute to a charity..

this lady at my church recently started a shelter for homeless women and children.. they focus on rehabilitation and help them get back out on the workforce. so i ask her what they need.. basically.. anything to dress their beds in that house. cool. so i relay the info back to some of the women here. we all agree that the money raised would go towards bedding needs (sheets, pillows, blankets, etcetera)..

i go to bed bath and beyond on my lunch to pick up these items.. it's pouring.. the place is rather packed.. i'm hauling two carts.. i finally finish and am ecstatic to show my coworkers the spectacular deals i got.. and to be able to present all this to the shelter.. i finally load my car with the purchases.. i pack my arms with as much as i can to go show my colleagues.. i get to my floor.. dropping things here and there.. and one of the women asks where the rest of the stuff is.. "in my car".. and she asks to see it all.. o..k.. fine. i make four trips to and from my car.. no one even offers to help.. they're all rather overweight so i didn't dare ask for assistance.. purely out of consideration.

one coworker is in awe of the quality of the down comforters.. another is telling me that wal-mart had pillows for half the price.. fine. then the bitter, morbidly obese biatch decides she needs to make me feel like shit.

"you should have gotten a higher thread count" she says in a very snotty manner.. i look at her with a perplexed expression.. are you kidding me??

"this is the wrong thing.. why didn't you get the set?" at this point, she's firing anything and everything at me.

"well, here's the receipt.. if you want to go exchange anything go ahead" i politely say..

everyone looks at me. for some reason, i felt like bawling.. why? because this is supposed to be a joyous occasion.. we're helping other people as a team, you know? i did what i can.. what the fuck.

then.. oh man.. THEN.. she says..

"uh well.. so you're planning on dropping this off today? someone needs to make a sign telling them this is from our department.. and who we're associated with.. so they dont think it's just from the one person who drops it off"

wtf???? i am in noooo way trying to get credit for any of this.. that's not what it's even about, you hippo. sigh.. i just walked to my desk.. and here i am.. puncturing my keys..

and you know what else? when this jerk was in the hospital.. who came to visit her with her favorite foods/drinks? uh huh. because i knew she had no family.. or friends for that matter.. ass..

/rant.