Why Men are Never Depressed...

Men Are Just Happier People-- What do you expect from such simple creatures?

Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves. Chocolate is just another snack. You can be President. You can never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can wear NO shirt to a water park. Car mechanics tell you the truth. The world is your urinal. You never have to drive to another gas station rest-room because this one is just too icky. You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt. Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add character. Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental-$100. People never stare at your chest when your talking to them. New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet. One mood all the time. Phone conversationsare over in 30 seconds flat. You know stuff about tanks. A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. You can open all your own jars. You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend. Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. You almost never have strap problems in public. You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes. Everything on your face stays its original color. The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades. You only have to shave your face and neck.You can play with toys all your life. One wallet and one color for all seasons. You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look. You can "do" your nails with a pocket knife. You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache. You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes.

No wonder men are happier...

Woohoo! to the 2nd Power

Woohoo times 2!

Woohoo! #1: Last night I got home and found an envelope from Nissan Extended Warranty Services. It was thin, so I was a little scared that it was going to be one of those "sorry, we can't do anything for you" letters. I was wrong! It was two checks--one in the amount of $2,804.57 and the other in the amount of $255.00. Oh yeah! I got almost all of my money back! I am SO happy. That more than covers what I just paid for the water pump. Thank you, Jesus!

Woohoo! #2: I spoke to my mom this morning and she told me that Sandy has been having false labor and has already passed her mucos plug (I know... too much info.), which means this baby is coming pretty freakin soon. She has an appointment today where they are going to try to turn the baby because it's still breached, but we are hoping that they will scrap that idea and just go ahead and schedule her for a C-section. Woohoo!!!! That means my baby could be here today or tomorrow. Yay baby!!! I'm totally hoping so because frankly I can't wait anymore. I WANT MY BABY!!! =D

I'll definitely be updating this story and hopefully it will be with some good news... =)


UPDATE: Baby never came. She went to the doctor, they told her that it was too late to try to turn the baby (Duh!), and sent her home. All they told her was to come back if the contractions got really bad. Dummies! I swear to Gatito!

Right humor...

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Social Networking Site Suicide

I guess that's what they are calling what I did a few months ago when I deleted my MySpace account. Apparently, I'm not the only person (worldwide) that has had a little too much drama as the result of having a page up on a social networking site like MySpace or Facebook. People who don't need to know you business are all up in your business. Things get misconstrued. A whole myriad of drama...

Here is an artcle about Facebook Suicide.

Learning the hard way....

So, my little cousin, George, got himself into a pickle this weekend. Apparently, he was driving around the neighborhood (where both he and my mom live) in the car that my sister gave him, somehow lost control, and crashed into one of the neighbor's porch. Way to go! He doesn't even have his license yet and he's already messing up. Dummy. On top of that, we hear he has been letting some little 12-year-old girl drive it and we are thinking she possibly could have been the one behind the wheel... not that he would admit that. Not good.

Now, in order for it not to get reported, my dad and uncle had to rebuild this guys porch. Lucky kid. If that would have been outside of the mobile home park, he might have been in some bigger trouble and it would have gone on his record. Real bad since he was driving it on a permit with no adult over 25 in the car. He is darn lucky. Especially since he wants so desperately to become a firefighter. I hope this scared him enough not to do any more stupid stuff like this. I know he is better than this crap, so I'm hoping he really does learn his lesson and doesn't repeat the same stupid mistake....

Sick and pooped...

Man, I had a busy and tiring weekend. I was sick, but I still had to go down to San Fernando because I had something going on every day of the weekend. I got no chance to take a rest, relax, and get better from this neverending sickness.

Friday, I took my car down to have the check engine light checked out. Turned out I needed a Temperature Sensor. I was shocked, however, when it only costed my $33. They didn't charge me the labor because they should have caught it before they gave it back to me the weekend before, AND it only took an hour and I had my car back the same day. Score! Can't complain about that. Now my car is ready to be traded in. Can't wait!

Saturday, Baby Victor's 1st birthday went down. At first we thought it was going to be a bust because it was freakin pouring the day before and raining most of that day. We (actually mostly me with help from Kim) put up all the decorations inside because we thought the party was going to have to take place inside. The rain finally pretty much died down and people started showing up. There ended up being a big group of people there and it was a success.

Break Time! Funny Story: So the little kids have already done their pinata and now it's time for the big kids to bust open the second pinata. The thing is ready to go when it comes up on Ruben's turn to hit it. Well, Mike was joking talking about finding a rake to rake up all the candy. I turned around and found one. I was like, "It's on." So, people see me with the rake and laugh, but they don't really think I am going to use it. Muahaha! I tell Ruben to bust that thing open and I'll get him his candy. I was literally like, "You break it; I'll rake it." So, Ruben busts that thing up and there is a shower of candy. I immediately bust out with the rake and pull in two big piles of candy in a matter of seconds (of course I left plenty for the kids... believe me... I'm not a buster like that). I was like, "My candy!" Haha! Literally everyone in the place errupted in laughter. It was funny as hell..... *sigh* I wasn't playing....

Anyway...

Sunday, I went to Church with Katie, Nick, and Tirsa, and then we went with Katie to get her hair cut afterwards. In the afternoon, my friend Ana's son, Dilan, had his 4th birthday party at Northridge Park. It had been sunny that morning, but of course, as soon as I get to the park it's freezing and I left my sweater in the car. I had to eventually go back and get it because seriously, I am already sick enough. I'm sure they thought I was a party pooper because I just sat there most of the time not feeling very well. Some of my old co-workers were there and I didn't even interact with them that much. I really didn't want to go in the first place because I wasn't feeling well, but I can't help it. When I say I'm going to be there, I am there.... My word is my bond. I don't flake. Well, 98% of the time, at least.

So yeah, I had a full weekend and I almost feel like I needed a day off to recover from it, but alas, no. I must come in because I need to save my time up for Ireland. I can suck it up for Ireland. =)

Ew! Go away...

Why did "Mr. F" just randomly text message me asking if I miss him? Blech! Get out of here with that crap!

I was watching The Hills the other day and Lauren Conrad said something that is so true: The bad guys always come back right when you are over them already. It's like they have this radar. Well she said it's like they have a pager that goes off right when you stop thinking about them. So true!

I haven't heard from this guy in a minute. Then out of left field he's asking if I miss him and telling me he's sick and blah blah blah. I don't care!! I know this has to do with the major blow off I gave him last time I saw him (see my blog entry, "Slime..."). It's the thrill of the chase. It's the challenge of proving to himself that he could still have me if he wanted me.

Haha! You are wasting your time, buddy. I am the one in control here...

Thug Candy

LMBO!!!!!

Yesterday, I had Liz read my blog entry entitled "You're Beautiful." After, I called her up and started telling her how funny it was and how there are so many thug-ish guys where I live that are always trying to holler at me. I am soooo not into those kind of guys. I see it this way--especially in regards to cholos/gangstas--if you don't care whether or not you live or die, how are you even going to care about me? Plus, I highly doubt these guys have a personal relationship with God, right? lol

So, we are laughing about it and she tells me, "I know you won't get one, but if you did you should get a tatoo that says 'Thug Candy.'" Oh my gosh! I was cracking up for like 3 days on that one. Thug Candy? It's freakin priceless! I was like, "Liz, that is the funniest thing you have ever said." Ay ay ay! Then I was like, "I'm so gonna use that!"

Haaaaa-larious!