it's such a beautiful day in the neighborhood!

today is the third, or even fourth day in a row that it has been just amazing weather for us in vancouver. with all this sun (and my allergies in full swing) it feels like spring! but i don't want to jinx it. watch, it'll end up snowing again by thursday. well, i hope it won't.

yesterday, i thought it might be a nice day to stroll downtown, with the sun out and all. but it ended up that jason and i went for a walk around kits... it's a fairly yuppy area, kinda like where my kuya lives in san francisco actually. it's near some (over-priced) shopping but a little walk from there gets you to the planet-arium (ever watch south park?.. hehehe funny episode, that one), a couple museums, and the area where our dragon boat practices are held. then we walked along the water, towards the beach. what's really neat in kits is that you can look right across the water and see downtown and the beach on that side. from where we were, downtown looked busy with people, families enjoying the sunny sunday afternoon no doubt. it made me happy that we decided to stay on the vancouver side.

today i should be at the college. i would usually go, but my head is just fat with pain. why i'm at a computer is beyond me. i should just be sleeping. but believe it or not, i am closing my eyes as i type... talk about skills ;op hehehe. the only thing that sucks about this sudden beautiful weather is my allergies. as long as i survive it with minimal drugs, i will be just fine.

aiya.

i hate not keeping up to date with this thing. now i've got sooo much to say!

okay, let's start from the night that i last wrote. i was over at jason's house tapping away while guests were slowly trickling into his living room. he was having a little get together and i was being a little bit anti-social. no matter. after the blog, i ran upstairs to meet some of his friends. then neil arrived. he's jason's cooler, better-looking, and more charming twin brother. and the fun didn't stop there! a few minutes later, annie and chris arrived. now imagine, two sets of twins at one party? yes it was entertaining. i was seated in between jason and neil and do they ever sound alike! annie was on the other side of neil and i think the idea of "stereo sound" was not too far from his thoughts. that was a fun evening. there's just no comparison to being a twin... people like us are just born cool.

on valentine's day, i had to go to the elementary school. oh, the kids were so cute! there was even a kid who bought his girl a huge heart-shaped box of chocolates, and his buddy bought a pot of tulips for the girl he liked! when i asked them if the girls actually liked them back they both said "yes, of course!" so i asked what the girls gave them, and they answered "well, we're too young for kisses, so they gave us hugs. big hugs." now, what can i say to that? these kids are in the fifth grade and are sweeter than the majority of guys i know!! if you are a guy who is having girl problems, and is older than 10 years, take note of this. you might learn something!
my highlight of valentine's day at school has got to be the candies and cards i got! the one i like the most was this cute card that had a bumblebee on the front and in a heart under it was written "BEE my valentine!". i just love that card! it reminds me of the simpson's episode where ralph liked lisa and gave her a card that had a train on it and said "I CHOO-CHOO-CHOOSE YOU!". hehehe that is just too funny.
but i must have had the best valentine's day evening ever that night. i spent it with my favorite twins, feasting on chinese take-out and watching the ManU game (which was horribly boring except for one or two minutes of it) instead of temptation island (which wasn't on that night... aw shucks. no, i am not a big fan, they are). it was a good, lazy evening.

friday night, i hit kits pub with jo and victor to support something that slips my mind at the moment, and it was fun. now, no offense to any caucasian people, but that evening was the "hip hop and r&b" night... and just watching them dance made it hard for me to keep my rythym! heehee, i'm just joking! it was just that i was on a dance floor with only 2 other non-white people. i think it's the area that the pub is located, but i really just felt like i was back in victoria (there is a higher caucasian population there than in vancouver... out of my experience, that is). after getting warmed up, jo, victor and i went to palladium. now this will be the last time i will mention myself going to palladium. the evening was nice, there was a lot of people there, and of course, the music was just sooo good. but i realized that i knew a good amount of people there. that is not a good sign for a clubber. for goodness sakes, i saw craig in the vip line! for as long as i knew him, he did not like clubbing at all. he hated it! that has GOT to tell you something. as jo foretold the first time we hit it, "i give it 2 weeks. after that, it'll be so mainstream and the crowd will consist mainly of children born in 1980. that's when it'll be over." so it is. *sigh*

but let's get back to updating. on saturday i went to a play at the gateway theatre in richmond called "mom, dad, i'm living with a white girl." it was a comedy but the ending was so serious. i found it almost extreme. i'll get into it in a later entry.

sunday was great. i got to practice calling for the dragon boat team i'm on. it was fun. i just got to sit at the front of the boat, yell at the paddlers to go slower or faster or at least to the beat of my voice. i'm pretty much the metronome. and i think i'm rather good at it. but after all, i AM filipina. we're born with rythym!

so my updates are getting a bit thin... sorry. i'm just sooo hungry now! i'll fatten them out later :o)

oh yeah, this is all updated for the sake of my kuya gary. happy now kuya? ;op heehee

last night was so cool. sabby, jac, angie and i went to the commodore ballroom (a really swish venue in downtown) to watch a band called soul decision. they're from vancouver and have really taken off in the pop charts. i would say that their music is best described as a good beat, slightly popular melodies with a bit of an 80's style. anyhow, i must admit these guys are GREAT live. one of the lead singers looks like brad pitt (or aaron in kuya's last role of film!) and could he and the other lead sing! aside from their own songs, they sang covers of duran duran, george michael, and of course, bryan adams (for all who don't know, bryan adams is another proud product of vancouver). us girls had a blast. too bad that after the mini concert, the ballroom went all pop clubbish. nothing but mainstream music being played afterwards. so at about midnight, the girls and i decided to leave to hit palladium. lucky for me i got us in even though it was past midnight, and even though it was fairly packed. i must say that the music was better the week before, but hey, i would still pick it over... well, there's not really that much to pick from. i live in vancouver.

ANYHOW, here's where it gets a bit interesting. i asked in my previous entry a question about what guys really want from a girl when they meet her. well, i found out the answer from the guy that sparked this question for me. as usual, i will not state his name but if he's reading this, he'll know he's the loser i'm talking about.

he was at the club and i really appreciated that he got me and the girls in, but once i got the chance, i asked him what his intentions were. he was honest (at least) and told me that he really wanted to get to know me... you know, like finding out my likes and dislikes, finding out what i do for a living, finding out how it is to make out with me... yes, he said that. i told him that was not my definition of getting to know someone (in particular the last part), but i told him that i thought he was a nice guy and that he'd better end the conversation before something makes me realize that he isn't a gentleman. then it went something like this:

"stop acting that way." he said.

"like what?"

he held my face in his hands, looked into my eyes and said "like a bitch."

"EXCUSE ME?!"

"like a bitch."

"don't make me slap you..."

he took his hands off my face and held his arms out defiantly "slap me if you want to. you're a nice girl and i'm a nice guy, and i just want to get to know you. so don't be a bitch."

i figured i might have been being a little bit harsh so to end the conversation, i decided to be civil and comply. "okay fine, i'll call you sometime." (note this is me giving the ever so popular "benefit of the doubt." maybe he really wasn't a jerk and he just had too much to drink. maybe he really wants to just know me for me, and not want to get into my pants. yeah, MAYBE.)

he looked at me in an arrogant and doubtful way and spoke in a tone that sounded as if he meant to diss me. "yeah right. no you won't."

at this point i just about had it with this clown and put my hands on his shoulders and made sure i was at an arm's length away from him. "and you still doubt me" before he could say anything, i slapped him. "fuck you." and i walked away.

no it wasn't a hard one, but he got the picture. i think i was just tired of him talking like he knew exactly what i was supposed to do. he made me feel like he wouldn't be able to trust me with him, like all i really wanted to do was jump his bones or something. now, if anyone has seen this guy, "bones" is the word to describe him. he probably has a thinner waist than i do. and yes of course, he's ugly. so if he really thought he had a chance with me, he sure is a bit full of himself. and plus, nobody calls me a bitch and gets away unscathed. i just told him what i wanted and just because it didn't fit into what HE wanted, i am by default considered a bitch. my definition of bitch is as follows: somebody who feels the need to complain (or blame others) when they can't get their way. i think we know who the real bitch turned out to be.

i had quite a fun weekend. aside from clubbing two nights in a row, i had a really fun time yesterday. jason (this guy that works at the same college as annie and me) and i hopped the fence of a 50 acre garden in vancouver and ran around in the hedge maze they had there. he is one cool guy.

as i type this entry, i am still in pain from the previous evenings. i couldn't even go to hockey last night! i was supposed to go to sunpeaks in kelowna this weekend for some snowboarding, but i couldn't get out of work. even though i am dying to use my new boarding gloves, i think it's good that i didn't go. it's been a year since i've touched the mountains (and injured my knees), and now i know why the doctor told me that it was only a "maybe" that i'd be able to board this season. my knees are not holding up as well as they should be (but maybe dancing all the time has something to do with it). oh well. i heard sunpeaks was icey this weekend anyway.

ooh, one interesting part of my weekend is that i just found out that i have a friend that didn't cover "the trail" well enough for himself. it's in that friends episode when ross slept with the photocopier girl and he didn't cover "the trail" of people that might know about his little fling soon enough or well enough. rachel found out and she was quite upset. i think that when people find out what's going on with my friend, he is so toast. what do they call it? the shit's about to hit the fan?... hehehe.

before i go, i must tell you what has been on my mind all weekend: what does a guy really want when he calls a girl out of the blue just to "hook up for tea or coffee"? i can't help but feel that the guy is hoping for a little bit more. i want to know just what is that "little bit more"?

friday night i went to a night club called palladium. it was hip hop and r&b night there (and contrary to what kuya says about hip hop and fat girls, there were actually a lot of slimmer girls there ;op ) . dj vanzai was "tearin up van city" as the flyer predicted. this guy is from "sea town" (i swear who comes up with these names?!) and he was sooo good! jo, one of our girl friends, invited willa and i to go. i was so impressed by the crowd. i haven't gone clubbing to a place where people actually wanted to dance and have fun in such a long time. and the thing that shocked me the most was that practically two thirds of the place was filippino!! it was like all the filippino people in vancouver were in the club! but it was soo cool. there was barely any snobbiness that i've seen at other clubs like richard's on richard's or wett bar. of course, jo did point out that this perfect scene will most likely end in 2 weeks or so... when the younger crowd finds out about it and decide that palladium is the place to be on a friday night. there is just something about masses of people born from 1981 that you see in clubs.

last night we heard that the same dj was playing at purple onion. so of course, i went. and of course, they weren't there. the crowd was more like i expected a purple onion crowd to be like, lots of youngins and lots of people who can't dance. oh well. i've said it before and think i will finally stick by it: i will not go to purple onion if they claim they are playing hip hop. their dj sucks.

hehehe
so i guess this isn't the most tasteful way for me to express my happenings, especially the not so nice ones, but i will anyway. anyone who has a problem with it can kiss my ass.

the not so nice happening that i will tell to you is actually not so bad... for me anyway. for the person on the other end of the stick, well, i guess it IS not so nice. tough.

i guess this all started in the summer of '93. i was in a grade 11 physics advanced credit summer class. it was me and a few of my good highschool girlfriends that were taking it all together at our highschool, sir winston churchill secondary. there were 3 guys in our class that came from vancouver college, the all boys highschool. we got to know them and we all hung out that summer. some of us girls (yes including me) had harmless crushes, but no serious thought was put into it. i generally thought they were pretty nice guys. looking back on it, i still think they were fun times. then again, maybe i just miss the laziness of being a teenager. regardless, the summer went by and we thought we'd never see those guys again... and for the most part we didn't. except for one.

to keep it simple, we'll call him "j.To"... kinda like jennifer lopez' new nickname "j.Lo" hehehehe.

now j.To would be spotted every so often after summer school ended... at the mall, driving downtown, at the movies... pretty much anywhere. and yes, every so often if i did get to talk to him for more than a few seconds, we'd somehow manage to exchange digits so we could all hook up "like a reunion or something." well, he wasn't a horrible guy or anything. so i thought.

let's zip through from then to now. as of probably 3 years ago, when i was running into him at least once every summer, there was a weird cycle that was going on. i'd run into him, we'd talk over coffee or a snack, then he'd be calling me every other day, constantly asking me what i was doing on the weekend. i know this might sound vain of me, but i'm assuming that he was wanting to ask me on a date. most times i'd decline, so i guess i really wouldn't know for certain, but on the few incidences i accepted, i felt like he was trying to take our friendship to a higher level. after seeing him in person about three times -- running into him, having coffee with him, then finally accepting to go to some social scene with him -- i'd always feel this compelling urge to just cut all ties to him. there was just something too creepy about him. plus he's mayabang. so that's how the cycle would run, ending with me just not returning his calls and starting again the following summer with us accidentally running into each other.

i guess i was a dork to think that every year he'd be a bit improved, but he didn't and hasn't. i guess it was just too nice of me to think he would. so finally i did something about it. last summer, i swore to myself that if the cycle ever happened again, i'd end it properly.

so i inevitably ran into him sometime in the end last summer. we went out for coffee. we even went to a club i like called sonar. then the creepiness began...

he bought me a blue paul frank hoody that he knew i was going to buy. when i heard this, i figured i didn't want it that badly anymore. i didn't accept it.
he made me a mix cd that he thought i'd like, full of gushy mushy love songs. i liked two songs on it. but knowing it was from him just made me want to move to a different country and change my name. i tried to return it to him at his work, but he wasn't there. so instead, i gave it to sabby. she likes it good.
he invited me to "grab a bite to eat" with his friends, saying it'd be just a casual get-together. it ended up i was invited to a christmas dinner, and i felt like his date. i didn't like that so much.
all the while, he'd be telling me of the "hookups" he's got on almost any line of clothing i'd want. he gloated about how his uncle was going to buy some new bmw and that he was going to drive it down to cali for him or something. i wasn't listening really. either way, this part was a bit tiresome and annoying. something was going to happen soon.

when i got back from san fran this january, he called. i ignored. he called again. i was "too busy" to call back. yet again he called. my voicemail was on the fritz (thank goodness). then i finally decided to talk to him, but he says he had to call me back. that's fine i thought. then about 8 minutes later, i get a call from sabby saying that j.To wanted to meet up with her for some tea, to talk about me. then j.To calls me back saying that he's just gonna chill at chapters and read a few magazines. hmmmmm.

sabby tells me that his whole plan was that he wanted to "rekindle" any feelings that i had for him so long ago. the only reason why he never talked to me about it was that i never seemed to give him a chance to. ummm, let's recap. i had a harmless crush on him in the 10th grade. that was 8 years ago. he must think that he has a chance because i just got out of a relationship. i don't think so. to any girls reading this, let me give you a tip: ignoring a guy doesn't work if all he honestly thinks is that you've been busy washing you hair for the last 6 months. they just won't get it.

so tonight, i pretty much told him that he was a dork to even think he had a chance. i finally told him that he doesn't impress me and that if anything, he's only been successful in not impressing me. i think i might have been mean, but i also think that it's pretty stupid of him to think that i am just all nice.