Thanksgiving Thoughts...

This is how my thanksgiving went. On Thursday, I woke up my normal time which is between 6:00 AM to 7:00 AM. The night before, I thought to myself I wanted to get my day started early. So I woke up, got ready for the gym, and took off. While driving to the gym, I thought to myself, “Why in the hell did I wake up so early? It’s a freakin’ holiday.” I was little bit moody because I still wanted to sleep, but something on the road just brighten up my day. There is so much construction happening in Vegas that they leave the cones on the side of the road. Well, someone decided to play a trick on “Vegas” and put the cones in the middle of the road to construct a little obstacle course. This is the path that cars had to do.



Thanksgiving night rolled around. I had a great time. My family and I shared stories, and ate tons of food. I was really excited to meet my niece and nephew for the first time. My cousins recently moved to the United States, but had to wait an entire year before their kids can come over. During the summer, we talked about the kids all the time. To my surprise, my niece and nephew resemble my sister and I when we were kids. Mae talks a lot just like my sister, and shows a dominant personality. Bim Bim is a quite type, but he shows a lot of creativity when he plays with his toys. Watching them brought so many memories of my sister and I.

My cousin told us a story that I have to share on this blog. As everyone knows, there are some differences of being a Filipino and an American. Well in the Philippines, it’s common to see a little boy pull down his pants and pee on the wall, even on the school yard. Well, Bim Bim still gets confused what is acceptable in the States. Well, he had to go one day, and he started to pee in the wall. The teacher saw this, and sent him to the principal’s office. I felt bad for him, but it made a great story =).

During dinner, my cousin called me on my phone, and told me that he and his family can’t make it to Vegas because he either had a real bad cold or the flu. I was bummed about this because I was looking forward to seeing them for over a month. We planned to go to the Rio, and enjoy the seafood buffet, The Village. Well, my dad and I still went to the Rio to meet with my other aunties. When we went there, we found out that the Village was under renovation. I was once again bummed. When we were walking to the other buffet, there was a sign of the Chippendales models. My dad made a joke, and asked me if I would like to make $500 a night, and join the Chippendales family. I started to laugh because my dad did the “Sexy” dance when he asked me. I guess I can take the question as a compliment because I work really hard in the gym to get in the shape I am in. Overall, this Thanksgiving weekend was great. A lot of memories were created. =)… O yeah, I forgot to mention that I ate so much on Thanksgiving night; I woke up fool on Friday. That was a first for me.

Destiny???

Do you believe in destiny? Do you believe you are still linked someway, somehow to someone who you really cared about, or still care about? You know that saying after a relationship ends, “If you are meant/destine to be together, you’ll get back together in the future.” Well, I’m not saying that I will hookup with a past love, but I find it weird that there are signs. Before I used to look for them, but nowadays, these “signs” show up once in awhile. For example, I needed to buy a new lock for my gym locker. People may not know this, but I LOVE the color blue. So when I was shopping for a lock, I was determined to buy a blue one. When I was looking at what Walgreens had, there was only 1 blue lock left, and it was all the way in the back. When I got home, I opened the package. I looked on the back of the lock for the code. To my surprise it was: 22:12:--. My first reaction was, “What the F***! What are the chances?” You may wonder what does the 22 and 12 stand for. 22 used to be my pager code, and the 12 was her pager code… BTW, yes I am old enough to once own a pager. Till this day, people know 22 as me, and 12 as my ex. Anyways, there are small signs that re-occur. For example: there are times when I look at the clock it will be 12:22. That used to happen a lot after we broke up. Is this destiny??? Who knows… just live life to the fullest =).

I wish I can sing…

If a magic genie granted me 3 wishes, one of them will be the ability to sing. Lately, I’ve been learning a lot of songs on the piano and guitar, but the one thing I lack is the ability to sing. It would be so nice to serenade a female, but unfortunately I can’t.

Through the years I’ve been playing the guitar, I found out you can make a decent song with 5 chords that repeat over and over again. I can write lyrics, but just can’t sing it. It would be nice to empress people to sing and play. What I want to do one day is sing my vows instead of doing the traditional Catholic way where I have to repeat what the priest is saying. Do you believe anyone can sing; it’s just a matter of practice? I used to think so until American Idol started showing on Fox…. hahaha

Do I drink a lot???

Here's a thought that I've been pondering all day. Do I present myself as a person who drinks a lot? Well this is how this whole thought process came about. Last night, I received a call around 12:30 AM from a friend. She was so drunk that it was hard to understand her because she was slurring, and she could not finish her sentences. She kept saying, "I'm so drunk, and I can't focus. What should I do?" I haven't talked to this girl in months, and why of all sudden did she call me when she was drunk? People who are not regular drinkers do call me to get advice on drinking. Does that mean I'm an "expert" in drinking? I can honestly say I do have a lot of experience, but I honestly don't feel that I drink a lot. Or maybe, I'm just in denial. The truth of the matter is, I'm a social drinker, and when I was in college, I was around that scene more than I wanted to. My one rule with myself is never drink alone, so that means I haven't picked up a drink in my house for 4 months. Since I've moved to Vegas, I found myself working overtime everyday, and cannot even go out to the bars. From an outside perspective, does it seem that I drink a lot???