Goodnight.
I’m finally going to bed.
I’ll say good morning in approx 2-3 hours.
Until then, goodnight.
Older and wiser, I think not.
I’m still up and it’s 3:53 a.m. Unfortunately, I did this to myself, once again. The same vicious cycle repeats itself every twelve weeks. On a happy note, I finally finished my final project. But, yes there’s a but. I have a few things I need to make up from past classes and I have yet to study for the actual written final.
I feel as if I’m getting more irresponsible in my old age. I thought my days of all nighters were over.
Time management vs. Procrastination.
Sadly, the latter always wins.
Oh Dear God.
I’m going off of around less than 6 hours of sleep. I’m still half asleep while I type this and I have a 38 mile ride ahead of me this morning. Yeah, I’m chickening out of the 63 mile. My ass can’t take it. Other than that, I’m thinking I should still be in bed. I haven’t been up before 7 a.m. in a long while.
Anyway, I’m a little nervous since I haven’t been on a bike since last October. This will be interesting.
Wish me luck.
Trouble rides ahead
It’s been 9 months since I participated in my last biking event. Seventy pain staking miles my poor bottom had to endure. And for some odd reason, Seth and I decided to do it again.
This time around with no riding or any sort of training in between our last ride. Yesterday, I decided to finally take my bike out. Yeah I know, one week before the ride and I finally decide to take my bike out. I was thinking any ride would be better than nothing. With all this time off, I forgot what it felt like to ride. (When I say I, I really mean my butt.) I also forgot there’s some muscles that need to be well developed to ride. For one, you need strong quads which I don’t have right now and strong arms…well, which I never have. I also forgot there’s a lot of jerks on the road. I almost got hit yesterday. I was heading down Harbor Blvd when a guy was waiting to make a left turn into the Vons parking lot. The impatient jerk decides to cut me off and I almost rammed right into his big retarded truck. I was pissed so I decided to give the international I think you’re a jerk sign. He started to back his truck up after that which was a sure sign that he saw my gesture. Seriously…what an ass! Anyway…this was a really good reminder that there are jerks on the road, and that I would have to be careful because they weren’t going to be.
We were planning on riding the 63 mile, but after careful consideration of what kind of training we had this year. I think we’re going to skimp down to the 38 mile. Honestly I had a hard time with my 17 mile ride yesterday and the thought of making that ride 4 times the amount. It makes me want to cry. I’ll let you know how it goes this weekend. Wish me luck that I don’t get hit by cars. I forgot how dangerous riding could be and how many jerks are on the road.
SSB
Living on my own for the past seven months have been quite freeing. I can do what I want, when I want whenever I want. Yes there were a lot of “I’s” in that last sentence. It does get lonely every now and then. Some days I want to scream out of pure boredom and the longing for some adult company and conversation. Actually, they don’t even have to talk. I just want a body to be in the condo with me if that makes sense. They (girl or guy friend, I have no preference) can do their own thing and I can do mine. I’ve even thought of getting a roommate, but ehhh. That thought leaves me very quickly when I realize that it would be the end of my SSB days, Secret Single Behavior.
SSB is only something you would do when you’re alone in your apartment. My recent SSB has been hanging out around the condo in nothing but my bralette and undies. You could even say this is my outfit of choice. I would never do this around other people. Reason one being, I’m not very comfortable with my body. Number two, I don’t think my friends would appreciate me prancing around in my sports type bralette and undies.(I guess it’s like wearing a bikini) I know it’s not a very big deal but I feel that it’s only something I can do only when I’m alone. I guess I really didn’t know I liked doing this because I had lived with either my parents or I’ve had roommates my whole life.
So yes, I like being partially naked in my house and the thought of losing the freedom to do so makes me want to cry. Actually having to wear clothes when I sit on the couch and watch the Food Network? No way!! Too binding. I hope these days never end.
Disclaimer: If you even decide to come over unannounced, there is a possibility that I might be in my favorite outfit. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
I now pronounce you…
Bridesmaid and Maid of Honor. Two of my best friends decided to leave me in my world of late twenties singleness and join the married life.
Bekah was the first out of the two to get engaged. This event was on a little on the anticlimactic side only because it was talked about for the past few months. We all knew it was coming in the very near near future. He had the ring already, we just didn’t know how or when Seth was going to propose.
Bekah recently switching over to a new firm had to take some exams which she had been studying for a few months now (some financial thing or another) Post exam, I called Bekah after I got off work to get the details of how everything had gone. She said she passed begrudgingly only because this was only one of the many she had to take. While Seth was over making her congratulatory dinner, I made snide remarks about how she should be proposed to as a reward for passing her exam. She laughed and told me that it would just be a matter of time. We chat a little longer and she had to go because her dinner was ready.
After our chat, I decided to kick back and turn on the Food Network. During my show, my phone received a text message. I look down to see that I received a text from Bekah, I thought that was a little strange because I had just talked to her an hour prior. So I curiously open my phone to see what she had to tell me. I go to press the ok button to open the text and I see, “I’m engaged.” Yeah, I get notified via text message. I feel so special.
Engagement #2
Rachel called me three days later to ask me if Cost Plus World Market has registries there. I responded promptly with and I don’t think so answer and moved on. I started asking her what she was up to and then she proceeds to interrupt me with the same question. She asks me the question again and I gave her the same answer with a little bit of frustration in my voice. I started to talk again when she said, “CINDY, why would I ask you this question?” Then, it finally clicked! Another bites the dust, and this happens within 72 hours of each other.
So what does this mean for Cindy?
For me, this means I’m going to be participating in two weddings in the next nine months. With a little convincing (mainly from Rachel) and a little bit of guilt on my part. I said yes to both my girls. If it were up to me, I would probably not be in either wedding. I’m sorry but I’m totally selfish like that. At least I can admit it. I like to sit back and enjoy the show but since it’s important to them and they’re important to me, I suck it up and participate.
So starts my exciting bridal sidekick adventure. Bridal dresses, bridesmaid’s dresses (I hope these things don’t cost an arm and a leg, and they’re not too ugly. I only say this because most bridesmaids dresses are ugly) and all the other things that come with it.
Oh yeah, since I’m the Maid of Honor for Bekah, I think I’m supposed to plan a Bachelorette party of some sort. If any of you have any good ideas for that, please send them my way.
Last but not least, I would like to congratulate these two on the engagement. You’ll both make great wives. Now get in the kitchen and make me dinner.
Post from Ensenada ( and holy crap, I’m on a roll!)
Disclaimer:
I didn’t proof this blog so if there’s sentences that don’t make sense or typos, I will fix it when I get back. I’m on time restriction.
Ok, I don’t want to sound like a complainer or anything but, this trip is not what I thought it was going to be. Yeah, I know, I’m complaining. It’s day 2 of this last minute vacation and I don’t have anyone my age to hang out with. It turns out older cooler cousin Cindy isn’t so cool when they other kids their age to hang out with.
Yeah, so I’m stuck with hanging out with either people my parent’s age or a bunch of adolescents. I don’t know which one is worse. There are no people my age to hang out with…yikes! And I’m beginning to regret my decision on flaking on my brother. On top of that, I’m also stressing about what my Monday will be like. We dock at 6:30 a.m. From that point, I can either decide to get off the boat with early departure or wait till 8:00 a.m. and then hang around till class starts at noon. The only problem is I won’t have my homework done nor will I have access to a computer to get the darn thing done. I know, a total dilemma.
On our one and only day that we’re off the boat, I opt out for a coffee shop with internet for $2 an hour because there’s nothing but cheesy shops and crap to buy on the streets. Not to mention the depressing little 4 year olds that are pushing their crap on you as well. “Chicle? Chicle?” Seriously, no I don’t want your chicle and stop making those puppy dog eyes at me. It’s not going to change my mind.
I don’t know why it is but it’s always some trip that make you realize how good you have things. Especially when you see little toddlers running around in the hot heat trying to make a living. Totally sad but that’s reality.
Anyway, I should really use this time to surf the web for top lighting designers. That’s one of my assignments for the week. This way, I can have apart of my homework done and I won’t feel like a total slacker. Then after lunch I might brave up and hop on a party bus with Papas and Beers. Ha! That would be a sight. I keep hearing their party trolley pass by. Maybe I’ll feel like hopping on. Or…there’s always an option for a massage. I saw a place right as I was walking into downtown. You can get a hot stone massage for $35 bucks. Yeah I think the later of the two would probably be the smarter idea.
There’s my update for my one day being gone. Man, I’m on a blogging roll . Sorry Liz but this officially makes you look bad. On the bright side of things, I did see a bag with the virgin on it. I forget her name ( maybe Guadalupe?) but she’s on those hideous candles you gave me. If you send me good thoughts you just might have one to carry your swim stuff in when I get back.
Hasta luego mis amigos!
Procrastination, the Art of Cindy
I know that it must shock you that I’m posting two entries two days in a row, and that both entries have been more than two sentences long. It’s just that I haven’t had anything to write about in the past two months. Because this moment is in rare form, I dedicate this post to my buddy Patrick (only if you consider this a real post).
I’m off to Mexico today. I’m still not packed yet but I’m hoping that my brain will realize that I need to get my crap together soon. All I need is sunscreen and a bathing suit. Ha, that would be pretty funny if that’s all I packed. I also need to get my homework stuff ready for Monday since I won’t have access to the internet while I’m on my trip. Technically, I will have access but I don’t feel like paying $5 a minute to fluff around on the web.
On a side note:
Dreams don’t mean anything, right? I had a dream last night that my car was stolen. I was kinda freaked out. When I was pressing the unlock button on my car alarm it unlocked this white cargo van and my car was totally missing. I was not a happy camper to say the least.
I know that was totally random but I thought it was pretty funny and wanted to share. I should really go and pack now. I hope everyone has a great weekend. Don’t have too much fun when I’m gone. Try to save it for when I get back. 
México or Bust!
As far as summer’s go, I have to say mine has been pretty boring so far. Mind you, it’s only the end of June but still. No vacations planned, nothing super exciting going on in my life other than the same old school (and yes I started a new quarter) and work. I’m like a well oiled machine doing the same thing day in and day out. Ugh, when I put it like that, it’s kind of depressing to think about. My life is so monotonous.
Anyway, today at around 11:30 this morning, I got two phone calls. One from my Aunt and one from my mother about the possibility of me going on a 3 day Baja cruise with them. Nothing spectacular or anything but it could possibly be a pretty nice getaway. As I’m talking to my mother on the phone, I realized that I had to work on Saturday. Ugh…so is my life.
So, I’m super excited at that fact that I might be able to go on this cruise. But, in order to go, I would have to see if someone would cover for me. I asked the one and only other designer and she so graciously said she would cover since her appointment actually canceled. Man, things are looking up. So, this means that I’m meant to go, right? Anyway, I decided that I would since I don’t have a life anyway and most of my weekend would most likely consist of my ass sitting at home on my couch watching the Food Network with Emeril or Bobby Flay.
Tonight I will be packing my bags and Friday afternoon I will be joining my Aunt, Uncle, and my mother in the port of Long Beach. Oh, I can’t forget my favorite little brats in the whole world, Yunnie and William on a relaxing cruise to Mexico. I would also like to note that Yunnie and William are quite thrilled that I’m going. I remember a few weeks back, Yunnie was complaining about how boring a cruise with Mom and Dad was going to be. So, older, wiser and cool cousin Cindy to the rescue! (Now that I think about it, I might be babysitter Cindy, ahh…oh well.)
On the downside of things, my brother is upset with me. I totally forgot that I had made prior commitments on Saturday. Seriously, this isn’t a joke, I never have weekend plans. He had made dinner plans for his birthday and now that I’m officially flaking, he’s pissed. He won’t say he is but I can totally tell. His girlfriend is kinda upset with me too, I think. From what I could tell from her voice over the phone. I feel like a horrible sister, but I wished he’d understand that this kind of opportunity for a cheap weekend getaway doesn’t come around very often. I’ll make it up to him with a bigger and better present than I already purchased and hopefully, it’ll make him forget about how I flaked on him. I doubt it, but it’s worth a try.
I’ll give you a full report of my weekend when I get back if it’s not super boring.
Adios amigos for now.
Peaking.
On the way back from my run today, I saw a high school couple having sex in a car today. Actually, to be fair, Liz saw them first. Oh to be young and be doing it like bunnies. Seriously…they were going non-stop. I just wanted to share.
Ok, this post will have to do for now. Sorry, I know I really suck but at least it’s a new post. Ta ta for now.
