May 14, 2005

  • [mood |Goofy

    [music| Jacky Cheung- 1000 Sad Reasons]

    Stalker

    So I have a new stalker. And no, he’s not one like Fobby boy (haha remember him? ) This is more serious and scary.

    To make a long story short, last Friday I had too much ouzo at the Greek Cuisina and got a ride home. On Satuday afternoon I rode the MAX to pick up my car from downtown. While on the MAX all I wanted to do was listen to my Ipod, but some Asian guy started to talk to me. First off, he thought I was Ukrainian (wtf? lol) and then Russian. He kept bothering me and he had this kid with him that he said was his little brother. He mentioned going to Cinco de Mayo and I said, being polite, that it was fun, I just took my kids there. He was like, “You have kids?” And I explained I was a teacher. He asked where and I mumbled the name of my school and got off the first stop (which was maybe 20 blocks away from where I needed to go) out of annoyance.

    Not a big deal, right? Well on Thursday he shows up at my school during lunch time with an apple and flowers. I was in the office copy room when he walked in and he couldn’t remember my name. He was like, “There she is” and they let him come over and talk to me. It should have been obvious he didn’t know me. He didn’t even know my name. But the people who work in the office are dumb and they were swooned by the apple and flowers. While he was there I am sure my face was like this  ( because that’s exactly what I was thinking.) What a psycho. He gave me the apple and said , “Here’s an apple for the teacher”. What a cheeseball. I was in shock the whole time. He kept pushing to ask me out and I said I had class, had to go.

    He got my card from the office when he left….now he keeps calling and leaving me creepy messages after midnight. Can anyone say Pssssssssycccccccho! ugh!

    Anyways the ladies in the office thought it was sweet and cute. Whatever! What is wrong with people these days?!

    Pw pw pw….I wish I had a brother here with me…so crap like this would stop happening to me.

    Commitment Issues

    The other day when I was working out I saw something on the news about a woman ran away and faked her own abduction….because she had cold feet?! Cold feet?!?! Did anyone else see this? I mean why didn’t she just break it off?

    Wow I have been in some miserable relationships where it’s hard to break up with someone coz they whine and cry (ok I’ll stop now  lol) but faking your own abduction? Does it ever get that bad? She later said her reasoning was cold feet….wow.

     

May 9, 2005

  • [mood |Hmmm]
    [music | Is there one called I hate men? lol ]

    Games

    So today a guy friend of mine was having girl problems. They’ve been talking everyday for a few months and today she told him to back off a bit, and maybe they should chill out for a week. I told him that yeah, go ahead and leave her alone. I said make her come to him. Ladies and gentlemen, I just advised my friend to play games.

    I don’t play games…why should he?

    I have always been honest in my relationships and how I feel. I don’t play games. I say mostly what I feel and am pretty blunt, most of the time if I feel that the feeling is mutual. Unless I am for some reason scared..but that’s not important lol….hahah well maybe I do play…but not intentionally…damnit lol

    So my question to you guys is…do we really need games in relationships? And to what extent to you play them?

    When it rains, it pours

    Have you ever noticed that when you’re single and looking, there are no datable people around. Nobody seems right, nobody is calling you or flirting with you. It’s just very…alone. But the minute you have someone, or like someone for that matter, everyone just comes out looking for you. It’s like they know. When you’re taken everyone wants you. Anyone else having this problem?

April 24, 2005

  • [mood | mad
    [music |  Anna Vissi- Treno]

    Malakies!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Does anyone know wtf is wrong with friendster? I type in www.friendster.com and it comes up with a blank white page and this in the browser: http://www.friendster.com/error.php?sc=1400&page=%2F 

    Wtf?!?! I can’t get in at all and it’s been this way for a few days. I’m so mad

    [Edit]

    Thanks for your comments. Before I posted this I had cleared the cookies and history etc. Nothing would work. But last night I went and downloaded Mozilla and it can open from there, just not from my IE. Weird huh? Damn friendster to hell!

March 19, 2005

  • [mood | happy and relieved lol
    [music | DJ Slone & Eminem- Brigada Remix]

     

    Ohh thank god spring break is here!!! I’m so glad to have a week off teaching lol! ANd I’m so excited to have a vacation! Finally . I’m sad though that I can’t go home and see my mom and best friend…

     Summer, definitely in the summer!

    Sunday I’ll be leaving for Vegas and then LA. Now I just have to pack. I always pack too much stuff.

    Ohhhh so much to do before I leave early Sunday morning (6am flight!).

    Suggestions on where to go in Vegas (or what to pack lol) ?

March 9, 2005

  • [mood | still sick
    [music | Jay Chou- Shanghai 1943]

    I just heard today that my ex (first bf) got engaged. Not really sure what to think. More about that later…

    [edit]

    Thank you all for your comments. I don’t even really feel sad. I had just felt a little weird. But I came to realize that it’s not a race, and we weren’t meant to be. I don’t think the reaction I had was even 1/94759475 as dramatic as I had thought it would be a few years ago. Not one single tear was shed. It was just like, “Oh”. lol. Is that weird?

    You know, my mom asked me today, “So have you gotten over the love of your life being engaged yet” and I could honestly answer her “yes”. Not that I think he was the love of my life…but it was my first real bf…lol

    It’s either that I don’t care anymore, or that it hasn’t sunk in yet and I am still in shock.

    More than likely it’s that I don’t care.

    We’ve been broken up for almost 5 years. They’ve been together 4. She’s 7 years older. It’s not like I didn’t see this coming.

    In the end I can only say that I am happy for him. I’m happy that he’s finally found the one. So to them, my best wishes. [end edit]

March 8, 2005

  • [mood | sick
    [music | PPK-21 Century]

     

    Ugh I am sick. I had a good update I was planning earlier today, but I feel too miserable to type it out. I’ll leave you with this funny email for now and post more later~

    How To Raise A Greek Daughter…

    1. Never let your daughters spend the night anywhere, except at a fellow Greek’s house.

    2. Spend their whole life trying to find them a husband and disapproving of every one they find on their own.

    3. Spoil them rotten, but make them feel guilty for it when they ask for something.

    4. Fathers – tell them their just like their mothers when you’re mad. Mothers- tell them they have their father’s head when you’re mad.

    5. Always compare them to other greek girls (preferably those they can’t stand) when trying to make them do something.

    6. Complain that their clothes are too short, too tight, too low cut, too black, too cheap, or not right for church.

    7. Brag to your friends about how beautiful and smart they are, but tell them to make their sons to stay away.

    8. Press for them to marry a greek man, but then ward them off any Greek man you see them with. “He’s okay, but his mother is crazy.” “His father cleans up goat shit.” “I heard his has a big house but he locks his yiayia downstairs, do you want to marry someone like that?” “No policemen.”

    9. Tell them they eat too much or not enough, depending on the situation.

    10. Let them run around naked as children, but make them dress like nuns as adults.

    11. Complain they spend too much money shopping, and then go out and blow $1000 on a poker game or gambling.

    12. Tell them they never keep their car clean enough, even if your vehicle is covered in dust, reeks of smoke, and has empty coffee cups and food crumbs covering the inside.

    13. Force them to be nice to people they can’t stand, while you talk about those same people like they are dogs.

    14. Have a fit when they use the word ‘malaka’, but use it yourself as if it were going out of style.

    15. Let their brothers get away with murder.

    16. Embarass them by getting drunk at name days, Easter, festivals, etc, and then dancing the zembekeiko.

    17. Assign a name to all their friends, and use them at inappropriate occasions (i.e. the mavra, the fat one, the ugly one, the dumb one, the slut, the chinese one)

    18. Never let them leave the house after 10 O’clock.

    19. Force them to go to church, join GOYA, dance in the festival.

    20. Tell them “good greek girls don’t behave that way” as many times as possible within a lifetime.

    21. Buy them gold jewelry even when you know they only wear silver.

    22. Fathers – always leave your shirt unbuttoned at least 3 buttons, exposing chest hair and gold cross, when going anywhere with your daughters.

    23. Expect them to know all of the Greek dances – except for the tsiftetelli.

    24. Make them believe that Greek women never have sex.

March 6, 2005

  • [mood | tired
    [music | dj tiesto- nanya]

    Slumber Party!

    On Friday I went to work at 8am and came home around 5, came home and picked up my Fedex (my mom sent me a new hair straightener! Yay!), checked email, took a shower, got ready and went back to school at 7pm until like 5:30am! Isn’t that insane? What’s more insane is that I had to spend the night with like 25 7th grade girls. Some things were cool: We had pizza, some lady came and gave them facials, we took glamour shots, had belly dancing lessons, then I played basketball with them for like 3hours, we danced some hip-hop dance and came up with a routine, we watched 2 movies (Honey and The Ring), made sundaes, and played games. I guess the not so fun parts were: After basketball they thought it would be hillarious to dump a bucket of ice cold water on me, despite the fact I was wearing a white tank top and black bra, and then the fact they got all mad when I scared them during The Ring. Who wouldn’t think it’s funny right after they show what they saw on the tape to have someone make a phone call into the auditorium? Lol. Oh well. I guess staying the night at school isn’t too bad, although kinda creepy since it’s a big and very old school. They got tired and cranky around 4:00am and started screaming at eachother to “shut the fuck up”! lol. Oh well, life of a middle schooler. I wouldn’t want to relive that.

    As a result of that night, I spent most of Saturday (okay, all of Saturday) in bed or wasting time on the couch watching tv, reading magazines, or playing online. I should be cleaning. I guess I’ll go do that now..blah!

    Hope everyone had a great weekend!

March 2, 2005

  • [mood | fucking pissed
    [music | PPK- Resurection]

     

    I just walked in my bathroom and stepped on my hair straightener. It’s fucking broken!

    FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!

    I am so pissed.

    Anyone know where I can get a new Helen of Troy one? Or do you suggest a better brand?

    ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

March 1, 2005

  • [mood |happy
    [music | DJ Tiesto- Love Comes Again]

     

    I got my tickets today!!!!!

    I’m going to Vegas and LA!!!!!!

    So Vegas..will be there from the 20-23 and meeting up with my sister and her friends and some of my friends will be meeting us there.

    I can’t wait!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Any suggestions on where to go in Vegas? and or LA? Anyone else going to be out there?

    What’s everyone else doing for spring break?

February 21, 2005

  • [mood | hmmm
    [music | dj tiesto- just be]

    You can travel the world
    But you can’t run away
    From the person you are in your heart
    You can be who you want to be
    Make us believe in you
    Keep all your light in the dark
    You’re searching for truth
    You must look in the mirror
    And make sense of what you can see
    Just be
    Just be

    They say learning to love yourself
    Is the first step
    But you take what you want to be real
    Flying on plains exotic locations
    Won’t teach you
    How you how to feel
    Beside the fact
    That you are who you are
    And nothing can change that believe
    Just be
    Just be

    Cause now I know
    Is not so far
    To were I go
    There’s not this spot
    Since this I feel
    I need
    To just be
    Just be
    I was lost
    And I’m still lost
    But I feel so much better

    Cause now I know
    Is not so far
    To were I go
    There’s not this spot
    Since this I feel
    I need
    To just be
    Just be

    This song sums up what I’ve learned since I moved out here to Portland by myself.