Monday Night it is.

Monday night... there are so many shows being aired from 8-11pm on all the major networks! I forget how fall tv is the most exciting season to watch (props to my show Rachel Zoe and Gossip girl later on).

Anyways, I just slightly skimmed over all the posts I have up on here. It's been a little bit over a year since I decided to begin a blog on this site. There is this HUGE gap from February until now, September. Even with Xanga (a very old blog site) I ended up doing the same thing. I'll jot down a few entries and leave for a year and return back to where i left off. When I was little loved collecting little journals but I also hated them. Its a good place to leave all thoughts out but I felt so dumb after going back and reading them! This probably justifies the reason why I stop doing blogs for a while. So don't be surprised if you come back and it says February 2010. harhar

Forgive me because ALL my entries have a tendency to switch up with every paragraph. That's just the way I have my thoughts, literally. If you haven't noticed that's how I talk too. =) Now with that warning out of the way, my purpose of todays entry is about that particular mesh with someone (I guess you can put it in the whole "relationship/dating" obsessive category). I say obsessive not because I am (it's more a fascination) but because I believe everyone has something to say about this particular topic.

I am having this hard time grasping certain things currently going on in my life about this subject. My whole beef is why take your time with someone. No this does not pertain to the areas of sex AT ALL! So get your head out of the gutter. When you have such a strong connection with someone and there's an amazing chemistry between the two, why not speak up and make something of it? Then there's the side of "why not just let it be the way it is. It's already fine and working, isn't it?" I don't think we realize that our lives here on earth is REALLY short. On average humans are alive for only 80+ years? I suppose this is my proactive voice imbedded in me. They shouldn't have to be scared. What if time keeps passing by and a word is never exchanged between the two something wonderful could have been. Someone please enlighten me with your thoughts.

** 5 bucks i bet, in a month i will read this and I'll want to delete it.** =)

rain, rain, go away, come again another day.

It's been raining for the past 24 hours today. I had a few things I wanted to cross off my list today. So I decided to dart outside and make a run to Michael's before it started to pour again. After I was done buying my soldering tool I took a quick peek into Target to see if they had any polaroid film left over. My hope of there being any film left was crushed. So I went home. While driving up Grand Ave. i noticed there was a bee on my passenger window. My kept looking over the the struggling insect. Its little legs were stuck in my window trying to escape. I dislike insects but for some reason I felt really bad that this bee was glued to my window. I tried rolling the window up and down to see if Mr. bee can wiggle out. Nope, the little guy came all the way home with me. I believe Mr. bee is still attached outside right now. When i got out of the car I decided to take some pictures! lol

You Don't Say?

2009 is here baby! It's kind of scary moving into this whole new year. Most seem to be completely over 2008 and ready for change but if you think about this change is quite frightful. A plus to having a brand new president coming to town on tuesday, down fall to the economy growing worse. Who knows what the future holds for everyone.

Side note...

Topic of maturity. A few friends of mine made a comment saying how I'm mature for my age. I'm having a bit of a hard time grasping that comment. For sure I still have my childish rampages which I think is why I probably don't think I'm mature. What exactly is maturity? I mean I still see people older than me act quite the opposite. Someone actually gave me an age too. He said that I act like I'm "25". No it's not a bad thing it's just a bit comical how he came up with an actual age. I know for a fact I do not look like my age.

The other night I went out to a bar at Triangle Square (Newport area), it was so out of my comfort zone. Even though I am of age now, going to bars is such a whole new world to me. Another factor that added on to the discomfort just had to be my height. Man were people overtowering me. Factor #2 majority of the crowd were all white. Early this week my friend and I went to Heat. This place was in my comfort zone. Everyone was dancing and what I like to say, "Asian Persuasion".

I was going off on a tangent there for a moment. But coming back to the topic of maturity, I think for me I will always have my youthful side to me no matter how hold I get. I guess that's just part of my fun side. As my best friend tells me, "man that's why i go out with you. Cause' you're fun!"

This was just a short and simple little thought I had for a couple of days.