back to iskwela

yeah, one year was enough. i miss the life of a faithful academic, school beckons... not ready for grad school, though. but i will have me some organic chemistry with a light topping of creative writing (i really need it!).  can't wait.

i dont know how i'll be able to juggle work, pay rent, work on my apartment, and manage As. we'll see.  

i'm such a nerd. i would love to take digital photography at Rice U, but for $400 for community education... hmmf. wanna sponsor me? *bats eyelashes

as for everything else, work is doing fine. i'm contemplating foregoing night shift diffs and being a regular diurnal creature like everyone else. but what's the fun in conforming? i kinda like the idea of being up at 2 am with only walmart to go to. not. i seriously like the shift differentials though.

i'm getting a raise. soon, hopefully. if they be so kind as to oversee the two episodes of oversleeping that sent me scampering to work an hour and a half late.. yes, oversleeping is a bizitch. invest in an alarm clock. trust not your cellphone.

write me back. i miss you too!

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intimate strangers

wax on, wax off.

i can see you...

i can see your footprints.. so drop me a line, yeah?

everytime i check WaMu and see my bill from the cruise, i am overwhelmed by nostalgia. i could almost smell the sea!

it truly was a wonderful 5 1/2 days with mona and cathy. and yes, some cattiness did ensue but in the end we just had the best time together. three ladies with no other aim but to have pure fun.

day 1: the departure

this day started off rocky. we got to the terminal by 4:30 when the ship was supposed to leave at 5 pm. shoot, darn.

we were on the "no show" list and we could have missed our ship! i am not swimming the cold caribbean waters with my new dress, nah-ah.

ken drops off cathy, while anas and i had the pleasure of mona's company. she was sooo quiet, it was creepy.

so, rushing past check-in with our luggages safely out of hand, we found ourselves on Station 10 - lifejacketless. the safety drill was going on and a hot aussie was giving us instructioins.

i know what he was thinking: these asian girls must have woken up late. tsk, typical.

we finally scurried over to our cabin and was quite pleased. being the grown up i am, ahem, i volunteered to be on the bunk. cat and naina, having weaker stomachs than i do (i think) owned the two otther twin beds. scraming ensued. the good kind. the girly screaming, woohoo, we're finally on a cruise kind. sweetness. this is the life!

soon after a failed attempt to find beautiful men and good buffet lines, we cat napped in our beds, unbeknownst to what laid ahead of us. and adventrure of a lifetime!!

i can feel the rocking, it's moving, it's moving. the waves! we woke up and beelined to the windjammer cafe... mmm, yummy yummy all-around buffet. we ate knowing that cruise lines magically add poundage to even those who claim they have super fast metabolisms. yipee for naina!

after that, we found ourselves exploring the indoor solarium. the pool and jacuzzis inside were made for the chilly days at sea, i assume. and it does get very, very windy... with the blue water the only scene you could appreciate around you... no land. not for miles. not for days.

jailbaits! that's what cathy said when we saw some good looking white boys. jailbaits! dog darn it, no hot men around. only underaged teenagers... so what, we looked like teenagers, yeah?

heading on over to the piano bar in our wet suits, we asked for each a colorful alcoholic concotion! mine was green.. it was called Aggravation. hmmmm...

we ended our night a wee bit early, still a little awkward with the whole cruise thing.. besides a whole day at sea was ahead of us.. the ladies proceeded to rest for the night.