What? Did I take a massive crap and die due to suffocation from my own fumes?!?!?
No, not really. But I'll get back to that incident when I get to it in my blog! :) That's right.. chronologically ordered.... in my mind.
Ok Sarah Sakamo-FREAKING HO-to, you're up first!!!!
I wish I could've video taped or recorded this. Sooo.. :) my old high school bestie decided to give me a birthday .. surprise.. box! I went by her house to drop off the eyeliners I told her I'd pick up for her ... uhhh... like.. an hour and a half from my ORIGINAL time (waking up was hard!!) soo I ended up missing her but I gave it to her mom and in return, I picked up my INTERESTINGLY wrapped birthday present! I thought I'd figure out how to open it up later on that night since you know, at first glance, you think it's this pretty box because you know.. SARAH IZUMI SAKAMOTO would NEEEEEEEVER be as mean as to make a package ALMOST FREAKING UN-OPENABLE.
I WOULD have taken a picture of it pre-destructed, but you know.. I came to hate the packaging so much, I did what a normal person would do. Scizzored the HELL OUT OF IT. Oh, but no, she wasn't down with her.. multiple layers of HEAVY DUTY SCOTCH SHIPPING TAPE AND PAPER.. no no, she just had to scotch up the box pretty well itself. OH ho ho, nothing my pair of scizzors couldn't handle. But what's this? I find.. rolled up notebook paper, obviously concealing something inside.. but.. ya that's right. Scotched up like mummies.
I thought MAYYYYYBE they were long love letters to me about how much she loves me and my tardiness always you know? For instance, one contained a nude lippie! I thought the paper around it might've said something like.. "Roses are red, you love food, What's this she said? I got you nude!" Or you know.. a love poem ;) because you love me more than your boyfriend, but no! I painstakingly put away my scizzors.. and worked on unwrapping.. heavily packing tape-wrapped NOTEBOOK PAPER.. :( to find I could've just cut it all along!!
YO DAMN PACKAGE TOOK ME 20 MINUTES TOTAL TO OPEN because I kept thinking "what if it's a note" on evvvvvvery notebook wrapped item!!!!! T_T you skank, I hate you. I sat on your wrapping paper and on your notebook papers, THAT'S what I think of them!!!! :) HEHEHEHE!! Pics of what she got me in the next blog, I haven't charged my camera yet!
The week at my parents' house
Ahh.. spring break.. how you came and went. For some reason.. during the whole week, I couldn't go to sleep at ALL until 6 AM. It was so weird.. I think maybe since I'm not WORRIED about waking up early.. my brain decided that it's ok to just completely ruin my sleep cycle. I was waking up at like.. 1-1:30 PM everyday!! WOAH. Talk about wasting away half the day right? I can't say that I did anything special during my spring break except sleep.. eat.. sleep.. relax. But this past Friday, my mom, my dad, my lil sis, her bf Ross, me, and Christian all decided to go to the Melting Pot in Downtown Brea for dinner!
I'll say this, while I sincerely think they are ripping you off, it's a pretty worthy experience if you've never had a fondue type meal you know? Desserts are BOMBBBBBB. That being said.. I ate so much of what I SHOULDN'T have eatten.. and woohoo.. break outs on my forehead and one on my upper lip. YAY for me. What do I consider a rip off? Oh you know.. $44 per person, so a couple is $88. I actually had a gift card for $100 there, so me and Christian were free!
MMMM.. speaking of.. ok nothing related at all, daddy's going to Taiwan this Tuesday for his annual trip! I want him to bring me back some stuff.. but he's just going to get on my case about how much make up stuff I already have... ;( HMPH. Revenge.. :) I'm taking his Mercedez on a joyride. My dad seriously thinks he's like.. the shit in that car. He won't let anyone else get in the car until HE plants his ass firmly down in the drivers seat first.. puts on his black shades.. checks himself in the mirror.. then unlocks the door for us. EEEEEEverytime I'm in the car, he's like.. "do you like my car" and it's always ".... yes daddy" and then it's always "do you want to drive it?" and it's always "yes daddy...." and then it's always "PUAHAHAHA NEVER"
hmph.
Clubbing at Avalon on Saturday
First role since New Years!
Not for readers who detest drugs. You've been warned!
Ahh.. the long awaited joint clubbing event to celebrate both me and Matt (mutual friend of bf and I).. celebrate what? OUR BIRTHDAYS! His birthday is TECHNICALLY today.. err.. yesterday.. since now it's Monday .. TECHNICALLY.. and my bday was on March 18, so we just met in the middle-ish!
The day started out ok, my mom brought over my little cousin Ting Ting and I played with her a little before getting ready to go pick up Christian. She was coughing and sneezing but I thought it was just her allergies because it's basically spring now you know? My mom's side tends to be chalk full of allergies.. (sadly I am victim to this.. I'm allergic to .. everything.. it's sad). So, I pack up all my clean laundry, drive to Christian's.. and that's when the day started to suck. I got stuck in traffic for an hour and 20 minutes.. drenched with sweat because HAHAHAH.. silly me.. I thought MAYBE since it's still winter-ish.. I'd wear a long sleeve black shirt and some jean shorts. I was already very hesitant about using my A/C too because I didn't want my engine to work harder than it's already working.. why? Oh.. fear of power failure I guess you can say. My car was a dick and decided not to run about 3 weeks ago remember? I had it jumped and he said that should last me a little while. So.. lately, when I turn on the ignition.. it lags like no other.. and ALMOST sounds like it won't catch.. so I caved in.. and we went to Pep Boys to get a new battery installed.. *tear* .. about $120.. they said the wait time would only be like.. 30 mins right? So we go to.. *sigh* bf drags me to McDonalds.. I really don't like Mcdonalds.. not only because it smells weird.. but because EEEEEVERYTIME I eat it.. my stomach ends up hurting and I take massive craps. Did this curse end?
*drum roll please*
hell no. When we got back to Pep Boys, I had to make a bee-line for the bathroom. Gross huh? :( Ok but no really.. even after the 10 minutes that I was in the bathroom.. and we spent like 40 at Mcdonalds just burnin time.. my car wasn't even up!! Waited another 30 mins.. rushed over to PC Bang to find Thomas for pills.. but we had JUST missed him and he scampered off to some guy's house in Huntington Beach.. which was a good 30 minute drive from where we were.. so no. But we ran into Sam, who happened to have left overs from How Sweet! We picked up 8 total, 2 for babe, 2 for me, 2 for jason, 2 for matt, 2 for.... oh shit. We realized he didn't have enough, so basically one person wasn't going to be happy. Couldn't find Thomas so we had to just leave it as it was and figure it out later.
Went back to my apartment.. which took like 40 minutes, to get ready!! SAD SAD SAD. I had this cute top to wear.. but no shorts to match (i HATE pants.. too restricting).. so I was left with my New Years club dress which is cute but you know.. previously discovered if not worn carefully, things will ride up. Haaaaaaaaa.. yea. So what did I do? I wore my SHINGS.. lol, what is this shings I speak of? Glad you asked! Leggings I cut into short shorts, now I'm happy, the bf is happy, you're happy! No worries.. they were these purple leggings I got on sale for like.. 2 bucks because it was buy 2 for $4 at Wet Seal like.. 3 months back. Never wore them, now I have!
Makeup-wise, I went for the usual.. smokey silver/grey. For some reason.. it just didn't come out RIGHT. I couldn't fix it and in the end.. gave up, called it a day. LOL. I also used lashes I had never actually USED before.. so they were a little uhh.. darker/dramatic than I'm used to. MOST LIKELY, not wearing again. I tried mixing my foundations for better coverage for the night.. (god what a time to be experimenting RIGHT?? WTH WAS I THINKING?) so my face color was.. I don't know. It just seemed kinda weird.. but even now when I look at the pictures.. I don't like it but I can't figure out WHY. Well.. whatevers. Here you go!
*shakes fist at lashes*
-.- Anyone else think I look kinda.. OLD?
AHHHH so here come the fun stories. By fun, I don't mean fun. Things just went wrong from the get-go. I had asked my friend Raymond if he thought I should cancel going to Avalon like.. LAST LAST WEEK.. because I had this gut feeling it was a bad idea to go so close to the quarter starting you know? He said it was up to me.. so I just bit the bullet since everyone was so excited to go. OH OH OH! SOOOO funny!! The day OF the club, Pen (penpal26) texted me and asked if I wanted to go clubbing because her friend from the bay was coming down to see his gf! Turns out they were planning on going to Avalon too!! :D
So me and Christian get there first, hang out in the car in Valet for a little, found out Matt, Randy and Jason were already in line, so we go meet them up.
HAHAH.. "fun" begins. We're almost to the front of the line.. and then nobody is let in for like.. 40 minutes. It's night, it's cold, I'm wearing a short dress (but with a jacket!).. :( my poor legs. So after chillin in line.. (pun intended, yes lame).. we get to the front.. and Christian realizes he CAN'T FIND HIS DRIVERS LICENSE in his wallet, even thought I told him to double check when we were back at the apartment, and he gave me one of those "ya ya it's in here" chants. Men should always listen to their girlfriends. They're lives would be a lot healthier that way. All my lil babe had on him was a copy of his green card with an old ass picture.. and a copy of his SS (and he's like.. the OLDEST one in the group!! LMFAO! Ironic) The bouncer gave him a REALLY hard time (no shit) because babe looks like he's 17. Matt convinced him to just test him on some info and the guy noticed the green card was from France. Christian was like.. YES TEST ME ON FRENCH! Now.. my little darling came over to the US when he was 6 years old, obviously if you don't practice French enough.. you = broken french = not understandable = screwed. Like.. babe knows french but there's a lot of vocab he's forgotten and I suppose the structure of certain sentences. The bouncer happens to be.. yes.. a French major.
*clap clap clap*
Christian does manage enough for him to believe that he didn't NOT know french.. so after a lot of convincing, he just tested him on his info, SS, and finally.. IN. :) Now.. I on the other hand, proudly displayed my ID and even pointed at the date and he smiled one of those "haaaa you're birthday" smiles. We all got in, but, the club itself hasn't ACTUALLY opened and it was like.. 10:15 at this point.. so that was kind of strange. Apparently they were busy putting up new projectors and screens or something.. so nobody actually got INSIDE until 11:30 PM. WHAT.. THE.. yea I know. Seems like all day I've been doing nothing but waiting, rushing, waiting, rushing, ughhh. I just wanted to relax. We found this nice spot on this.. sorta wall-ish looking thing, you know, one that you can just hop on and sit on?
*fast forward*
Pen, Alex, James (friend), Ashley (friend's gf) finally came! Dunno what time it was, was close to feeling pretty good so time had no meaning to me. OMG! The first time I saw Ashley, I thought she was a model!!
*fast forward*
We're all pretty messed up, just chilling, saw/encountered lots of weirdos, pervs, old people, pervs, pervs.. you get the picture. Fun encounter stories? You bet.
My darling wanted to go out and smoke with Jason, but I didn't want to leave my left side empty because I didn't want some weirdo sitting near me, so Matt jumps up to sit there until Christian comes back. Like.. 10 mins roll by and the guy next to Matt accidently spills his drink and Matt jumps off in time to avoid it. It basically stopped at the crack which was an inch away from me, so i was safe. Here's where it gets weird. There's two mid-aged guys trying to clean it up with tissues.. and the one closest to me, which was NOT THAT CLOSE.. takes a step towards me and WIPES HIS FUCKING GROSS AS WET HAND ON MY LEG.. not a accident brush but like I was a towel. CAN YOU SAY GROSS?!?!?!?!?!?
So since the seat was wet, Matt went off to dance with Randy (who'd sit on a wet spot right?) but a few minutes later, some guy had napkins with his drink so he just wiped the rest off and sat there. I just sat there staring off into space waiting for Christian to come back.. then this fat white chick comes up to the dude on my left (he's like 4 inches away).. and she starts YELLING at him and like.. pulled him to the left and jumped in the OBVIOUSLY NOT HER SIZE-NEVER WAS MUCH OF A SPACE THERE place.. oh so you might think, how does that work? No space to fit in.. what to do? I'll tell you. She had me bending a bit to my right and her disgusting sweaty armpit was on my ARM. What's with people and their DAMN FLUIDS? Now this is just me remember what I actually saw that night. At the time, I didn't think much of ANYTHING, so I had thought she was just some rude lesbian because she started like.. rockin out to the music, very obviously moving her hips violently to move me more to the right but it's pretty damn obvious the wall was packed enough as it was. You fit, or you don't. :) This soldier braced herself and didn't budge.. so the lesbian.. thing.. whatever she was.. resorted to nastier measures.. and started swinging her hair side to side.. WHIPPING ME IN THE GODDAMN FACE, and I very freaking obviously grab the hair that lands on my lipgloss and move it away and she just stares at me with one of those looks like "if you don't like it, move" and honestly, I had the attention span of a goldfish she was pretty much ignored after a good 4 minutes. BF came back and he came to stand in front of where I was sitting on the wall. Decided to wrap my arms around my darling, making my hug as wide as it could be, I'd like to emphasize on elbows extended outwards, pushing LESBO to learn on HER DAMN LEFT.. she finally grabbed her dude and left after another 3 mins so BF hopped back up.
*Fast forward*
Ahh the cake topper of my fluids stories I suppose. Ok so it's like.. 3 AM and I'm floored. Everything was just bright and happy for me. Ashley's sitting on my right and she shows me this black clutch and asking something but it was so loud in I couldn't could only hear like 3 words so in the end I thought I heard "Can you hold my clutch?" So I just dropped it on my lap because I thought it'd make more room. 40 mins go by and I'm still pretty messed up, when i look to my right and I see Pen and Ashley jumping off the wall and I'm like.. Why are they jumping off? Then this weird ass mexican chick is telling me to just move and get off so I was like.. woah.. misjudged the distance from the ground and my heels, ended up stumbling/losing my balance but not falling. Some empty bottles to the left fell and also the clutches in my lap so I tried balancing myself and reached for my clutch and when I look up that mexican chick had grabbed the other black clutch and was shoving it in my face and was yelling "THIS IS MINE, YOU STOLE MY PURSE" so I'm THOROUGHLY confused and I said "what?" and the bitch just SHOVES ME!! She made me fall once and now twice, luckily I didn't hit my ass because Christian grabbed my arms but when I got up completely.. she was already heading out the hallway. Like.. WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?? It started clicking in my head that Ashley probably asked me if it was MINE.. but I completely freaking misunderstood her and I felt really bad for making that.. animal/person/thing .. think that I stole it on purpose.. but that chick didn't even stay around for me to ask her WHY she even pushed me!! It's like.. *blame, shove, run*
At this point I was pretty much scared out of my mind, because the whole fall, yell, shove happened pretty damn fast right from when I turned my head.. but what can I do?? I just put my clutch on the wall again and bent down to pick up my water bottle.. when I'm full front up, I see her rushing right up to me but from BEHIND the wall thing (distance.. good idea girl..) and she grabs a cup of half empty water there and DUMPS IT ALL OVER ME, throws the cup, calls me a bitch, and runs out....... again.
I'm not skimping out on details.. that's how it freaking happened.. my boyfriend was right next to me and when I asked him what happened he told me exactly the same things that I remember seeing.
God.. I know I'd be probably mad too if I were her but I'd at least ask something like "why do you have it" or like "did you accidently mix mine up with yours?" .. I wouldn't .... attack.... I'm seriously referring to it like it was an attack.. someone over that.
AND WTH.. even if I WAS a thief.. I'd be a lot smarter than that. I would've taken your shit, dumped your clutch in the trash and LEFT.. not fucking sit around the same damn area ASKING to be caught with TWO CLUTCHES in an open publicly displayed area aka.. lap. And wow, who the hell leaves their clutch alone on a wall surrounded by strangers. You're just ASKING for it to be jacked.
UGHHHHH.. pretty much a still-rolling-emo when I left, my curse tripled with this trip. You see.. everything I go to the club, some form of liquid is ALWAYS spilled on me.. most of the time it's accidental.. like idiots who can't hold their drinks up straight. This time, it got deliberately wiped on my leg, I got a big lesbo sweating over me because she was having a hissy fit, and then I got water splashed on me on purpose.. mmmmm.. lucky me. Usually I only get fluid-fied ONCE during the whole outting. Lucky lucky me.
To top it off, when I got back to the apartment, we were trying to go to sleep.. but I had to go to the bathroom, so I just got up and walked. I have this issue where I HAVE to sit up for at least 2 minutes if I've been laying down for more than 30 minutes before I can stand up and walk or else I end up blacking out. Why this happens? HELL IF I KNOW.
I thought I had walked into my bathroom but then all I remember is seeing the door.. turns out I didn't even make it past my bedside wooden table.. I basically ended up blacking out, hitting my head on the sharp edge of the table, did a 360 the other way and smacked my crown of my head on the floor. I think I scared my BF because he was the one sleeping next to the table. So.. since it was like.. 7 Am.. I decided fuck it.. my head's pounding.. I feel like crap.. so I'm going to shower. I let myself rest on the floor for a little, then get up, still see purple hazy spots, go shower, come out feeling clean but now my head's killing me, still see purple hazy spots, my vision is blurry but it clears up after laying down for a little after my shower..
hmm.. could I have almost given myself a concussion this time? And why can I never land on a nice carpeted surface?!??! I always end up fainting on hard wood floors or tiles, and hitting the top of a table or the leg of one.
.......... How many brain cells am I losing?? This whole.. getting up too fast and blacking out thing has been happening since.. I don't know.. Junior year of high school? it's kind of weird.. but it happens VERY rarely now.. ahh..
ok, I'll stop moping, I have class tomorrow morning.
Don't worry, I'm fine. Things happen, life goes on.
Till next time!
Katie
ps- I'll leave you a picture of what I made for dinner tonight for me and the hubby.. my super delicious Chicken Curry and Rice!
:) Get it while it's hot!
:) I like my potatoes in bigger pieces, it's more yummy!!




















































