welcome back

Four days off. Word.

I was surprised that Byron did not have the desire to go to Hayward's PCN. Truthfully, I never really enjoyed sitting through 3 hours of a show (even though I would be in one for 4 years) unless the story and the show itself was truly compelling. I have to say that I did enjoy the last 2 years I went, so I don't know if I'd be missing a whole lot. Byron said that he heard it sucked anyway. Maybe it did, maybe it didn't...I guess we'll never know.

Tricia finally made her way to Mountain House yesterday only to find out that she'll probably be moving to LA within the next couple of months. I guess it's just that time in our lives where the people you love move away and you just kinda have to deal with it. I'm really happy for her though...and her man is the funniest.

I tried some kind of Russian soup today. Borshke is what is called I think. It was delicious.

infidelity

I've been contemplating getting a xanga account so I can post comments on other people's xangas. Maybe I can make that into a wedding blog and this will be my main blog. I don't have much experience balancing two relationships like that so any advice is welcome.

You know that feeling you get when you reach into your pocket and find $5? I so feel like that right now. I'm on track for a 4-day weekend. I was going to come into work for a 1/2 day tomorrow because my boss had interviews scheduled in the morning, but then I looked at his calendar and no interviews scheduled! Woo Hoo! I hope my boss okays it...otherwise I won't be a happy camper come tomorrow.

Tae-Bo kicked my ass last night. I'm doing it tonight again for another beating.

beautiful

You're the one I want to chase
You're the one I want to hold
I won't let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

I find that I do much of my thinking in the car (I mean I do have a long commute) and I realized that there are some important people in my life that have major body issues. I was thinking about how I've been dieting and exercising in order to feel better about myself. I don't know if I'll ever get down to a size 2, but hey, there's no harm in trying right?

I heard on the radio the other day that Paris Hilton is not happy with her body. Then it got me thinking...is anyone really? My body issues stem from my mother and grandmother. They would always tell me that I was fat and needed to lose weight. I didn't have the metabolism that my sister had and was just a thicker person. The only time that my mom and grandma thought I looked good was senior year of high school when I was still in guard and dancing for 2-3 hours a day.

I proud of myself because I've lost 15 pounds over the past 3 months and have kept it off. I have 5 months until the wedding and have been pretty good about watching what I eat and exercising. It's an uphill battle, but totally worth it in the end. I'm healthier and have more energy.

traffic

Super slow morning here at work. I suppose I could do some wedding stuff...

Isn't it weird how morning traffic can make or break your day? My commute in the morning is about an hour and 30 minutes...today was no picnic on 580. It's cool that we have a good size house, but damn that traffic can be a bitch in the morning.

I need to get motivated to work out again.

revelations

I had my make-up trial yesterday...loved it. MAC make-up is the shit. My girl Christy was with me and with her it's always good times. IHOP always better in good company.

I noticed that my posts are current in the sense that I write about what's affected me at the moment. No real insight regarding past relationships, only memories of the past (UCSB). Maybe I should be more vague about what I write. Maybe I should talk about my exes or somehow bring them up and then use them as an excuse. Maybe I should judge more and call people out. Maybe I should preach more and walk around like my shit don't stink. Maybe I'll get all riled up about people talking about me behind my back and complaining that it's unfair because I can't defend myself...then turn around and talk shit about my ex...knowing damn well that he don't have the chance to defend himself either.

It's none of my business...but what the hell, I'm nosy as fuck.

socially awkward

How to make certain situations socially awkward

Happy Friday Everyone!

peer pressure

Okay Cheryll, no more wedding talk...for now =P

Total volume of music files on my computer
I'm gonna go ahead and say 0MB as our computer crashed about 2 weeks ago. I'm sure that there were many music files there, however someone had connected the speakers incorrectly and we didn't figure that out until about 2 months ago. Sad.

The last CD I bought
That's a tough one. I think it's "Now That's What I Call Music, Volume 17." The last CD I "recieved" was Gavin DeGraw's "Chariot." You wanna talk about who fell off the Hip-Hop Wagon...I'm your gal.

Song playing right now
...in reality? Nothing, it's silent.
...in my head? "Behind Those Hazel Eyes" by Kelly Clarkson

Five songs I listen to a lot, or mean a lot to me
Make Me Whole - Amel Larrieux
This song is just absolutely beautiful...brings tears to my eyes everytime.

Miss Fat Booty - Mos Def
I know I can't afford to stop...for one moment...

Soul Bossa Nova - Quincy Jones (aka the Austin Powers theme song)
I can see the opening dance sequence now...

The Light - Common Sense
Who doesn't love Common?

Do Your Thing - N*SYNC
I had to put one in here...you just gotta listen to the lyrics.

Pass the Baton to Five People
Regan I know you want too...
Miah so you can update already.
Ciciely just for fun.
Jeffy I know you're bored...
Lil Sis if you're out there!

I got bangs now! Woo hoo!

much ado about nothing

Guess what y'all...it's been 4 weeks since I asked for addresses and THE FREAKIN' LIST IS STILL INCOMPLETE! ARGH! It's so out of my control now...I've stated my feelings and if it gets across, it gets across. I'm through with that. On to more important things like my arts and crafts.

Like everyone else, I'm tainted by the past. I had a boyfriend who lied all the time and led me to trust no one. I had another boyfriend who would talk shit about my sisters and close girlfriends to me, but would be hella fake to their faces. Another boyfriend just fucked with my head for about a year or so. No wonder I'm such a bitch sometimes. Fix it damn it.

I'm like everyone else. Mom and Dad paid for me to go to college and bought me a car (which I later paid off). I live in a 5 bedroom, 3 bathroom house with my fiance. I workout everyday and watch what I eat because I'm not 5'3" and a size 2. I put on pant leg on one leg at a time and take poops on a daily basis. Since I'm so typical...I'm not allowed to have any type of opinion because there is always someone else that has it harder than me. You know what? I don't fucking care. I have what I have and I make do with it. I'm aware of my own personal issues and have addressed them several times with myself.

I need to stop with the coffee in the morning...for real though.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MIAH
...MY WHORE IN CRIME!
<3, your #1 hag

help wanted

I bought these special blister band aids and I'm not really sure if they're doing what there supposed to be doing...whatever that may be. Just another battle scar from B2B. Can't wait until next year...

<begin bridezilla rant>I wish that my bridesmaids would just pick a fucking dress and order it already. I want them to do that this month, but it's hard getting a mother of 2 and 3 other girls that hve busy weekends together. I hate the way my sister acts when we do these wedding things. She's so impatient sometimes. <end bridezilla rant>

Vegas in October though! Yay Bachelorette weekend!

I feel sorry for some people because they truly believe that they are strong, when the reality of it all is that no one is. Some may be stronger than others, but not strong enough to stand on their own. Everybody needs somebody.

HAPPY 2ND BIRTHDAY ROYCE!

blister

What an exciting weekend filled with Sake Bombs, Jumpers, Spitting on Cakes, Blisters, Steak and Lobsters.

Friday night, went to Miyake's in Palo Alto and saw the REEGSTA himself, live and in the flesh. It was good seeing you and V-May too dawg...your sister also looks a lot like you! After departing to Mountain House with a drunk fiance, listened to him talk about his dog Suzy and a drunk dial message he left on my cell phone while we were in the car.

Saturday morning, up bright and early for an hour workout on the elliptical. Listened to Byron's message on my cell phone and had a good laugh (he listened to it too), then headed off to City Beach for Royceeboy's birthday. Had lots of fun in the jumpers and slides. While trying to blow out the candles, Royce spit on his cake. Not to worry though, my sister took that part of the icing off and threw it away. There were 1216 Skittles in the jar and I guessed 1250.

Saturday night, watched the A's get their asses served to them on a platter by the Yankees. Also saw a brawl on the third deck, which almost resulted in dude falling off the railing. Garlic fries and Skittles (which I won at the birthday party) galore.

Sunday morning, up at the ass crack of dawn to head off to Bay 2 Breakers. Walked 7+ miles, heard Gavin DeGraw in concert and now have a blister the size of a small grape on my right ring toe. Ended the night with a Steak & Lobster meal from Black Angusand complimentary leg and foot massage (thanks babe), then slept for 12+ hours until this morning.

Hopefully next weekend won't be so tiring...

"I'm FULL!"

Those Taco Bell commercials are cheesy...but my favorite one is the guy in the interrogation room and they turn on the light on the other side of the mirror...and capitan is eating a burrito. I tend to amuse easily as most of you know...

Today is "Free Lunch Friday" meaning that I don't bring my lunch from home because I'm going to be fed by someone else. Normally, my boss and his wife would take me out to a restaurant, but my boss has been "under the weather" this week. So, his wife bought a lasagna from Trader Joe's and some Costco sushi to share with me. They're so nice. I love it here.

Tomorrow is Royceeboy's 2nd birthday party at City Beach, which yours truly has to pick up balloons at Party America for, then the A's & Yankees at night. Man, I hope they win because the teams I've been watching lately have lost. I need them winners so I know that I'm not a bad luck charm.

It's Friday the 13th...and I dropped hella brand names in this post. Word.

nesting

I had a pretty uneventful morning here at work and for some reason I decided to reorganize everything. My boss went to a doctor's appointment, so I cleaned for a good hour straight..and the funny part is, my boss' pregnant wife was in his office and she was cleaning too!

I'm deciding on whether or not I should have a second cup of coffee. I can feel my eyes bugging out already...yeah, I think I'll have a second cup.

I've been stumbling on other people's xangas/blogs and I tell you, I noticed that there are a lot of young mothers out there. I always thought that I would be, but now that I'm 25 about to be married at 26, would I still qualify as a young mother? I would like to have my kids before I'm 30 though...maybe this time next year I'll be a momma or a momma-to-be.

I've wished for a kid for so long, but when I think of how I was when I was growing up...goddamn, I give my parents much props for raising me. I think that through junior high to the first couple years of high school, I was my parent's problem child, but I make up for it now. I see how fast my niece and nephew are growing up and my mind just fills with all these thoughts. I don't know what kind of parents Byron and I are going to be...but I'm happy that I won't be going through it by myself.

love actually

I'm so glad that there is someone out there (Mrs. Aure) who knows exactly what I'm going through with this madness also known as wedding planning. At least I know that even though we may not be able to physically be there for each other to help with centerpieces, favors, and invites (although I'm only a phone call away if you need me), there is some I can call to bitch about our significant others and the in-laws to. That's what I call true friendship.

I finally got an email from my mom regarding the barongs. My "auntie" in the Philippines finally responded to my mom and will be emailing me soon. Anyone know what the difference is between Jusi and Pina cloth besides the price? Hook a pinay bride up...

I didn't realize how close graduation was. In one month, Byron's youngest brother will be walking the stage (but he finished in March). I ordered a Ti Leaf and Orchid Lei for the occasion. My favorite. I hope he likes it.

Save-the-dates went out. Guest list count as of May 9, 2005 : 296

Holy guacamole...

Oriental vs. Asian

I remember when I was in SB my last 6 months, I had a job teaching colorguard to a nearby high school. SB is predominantly white, so I was teaching a bunch of white high school girls. I got into this conversation regarding the use of Oriental vs Asian.

white girl #1: "So like, since you're Filipino, are you like Oriental?"
me: "Um, no. Filipinos are actually considered Pacific Islander. But the term 'Oriental' should only be used for items, the term 'Asian' should be used for people."
white girl #2: "I don't get it. What's the difference?"
me: " The term 'Oriental' is derived from what the West, meaning Europe and the Americas would refer to as 'the Orient.' What many people don't know is that 'the Orient' was actually anything outside of the Occident (Europe & the Americas). It just so happened that most of their trading was done in Asia."
white girl #1: (confused) "I don't get it."
me: "Just don't use the word 'Oriental' anymore. I consider it racist."
white girl #2: "Okay, we won't."

I've spent 24 hours eating "Oriental" food...yesterday dim sum for lunch, thai food for dinner and today for lunch chinese. Yum. I wonder what's for dinner.

label whores

I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by identity crisis everywhere I turn
Am I the only one who noticed?
I can't be the only one who's learned
- Gavin DeGraw, "I Don't Wanna Be"

I think I'm past this "quarter life crisis" everyone kept talking about (even me if you read my old posts). I can't say that I've chosen my life path and that I know exactly where I'm going (who really does anyway?), it's just that now I'm content with the way things are now. Wedding planning and stress aside, I'm truly happy. So what if I'm not keeping my last name, so what if people refer to me as "Mrs. Evangelista" or "Byron's Wife" or "The Old Ball and Chain." I'm comfortable in myself and my identity to know that it shouldn't affect me...and bottom line is that it doesn't.

Put a label on that, BIOTCH!

this shit is bananas

B-A-N-A-N-A-S

6 months 'til the wedding. 6 months of planning and coordinating stress. 6 months left of being a Soria. 6 months of arts and crafts. 6 months of bridal party "get togethers." 6 months to find barongs and places that will custom dye. 6 months to make a music video. 6 months to select pictures for montage. 6 months 'til I have in-laws.

6 months until I become someone's wife.

points

Lately, everything I eat has been governed by points. I'm on that diet plan where all my servings have a point value. For example, I eat Yoplait Light Yogurt, one large banana, and a 100 calorie pack of Honey Maid Thin Crisps. This totals to be about 6 points. I am allowed 24 points a day for proper weight loss. I have also been on the elliptical trainer for 30 minutes at least 5 times a week, which add about 2 points to my day (but I don't really use them unless I absolutely have to). I've lost 12 pounds so far...but my grandma (actually, her sister) told me that I need to lose more.

DUH! My wedding dress calls for it!

I can't believe tomorrow is exactly 6 months from the wedding. 6 MONTHS! Better get back to work!

wrong side of the bed

WARNING: If ever you are sleeping in the same room as me, NEVER try to wake me up with tickling or shaking. Please be advised, you will find that (a) I am not a morning person, (b) I will not think it is funny and (c) I may rip your head off.

It's like those times when your mom would tell you, "Your not gonna stop until somebody gets hurt!" But whatever...I'm over it. I just hate to have sleep cut short and wake up when I'm not ready to wake up.

People whine too damn much. It's called transferrence. Maybe the issue is with your dad and not the men you meet.

just like Grandma used to make...


Pinakbet: A mixture of vegetables that include:
bittermelon, eggplant, and squash

Which Filipino Food Are You?
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Now I'm all hungry...shit.