sept 30, 2010

Here I am killing time, waiting to go downstairs to work at 2. I have to finish my QA homework, and hopefully finish my E-commerce lab. Tonight, there are supposed to be thunderstorms, so it should be fun walking home tonight. Tomorrow is Minh's 21st birthday, and I know he's really playing it down, but deep down inside I know he's probably really excited. So we'll celebrate 2morrow night, have fun, and do w/e this weekend. I just found out that I will be having an appointment to meet with an oral surgeon to talk about my wisdom teeth. When I was last at the dentist, they told me that my two bottom wisdom teeth had to come out "sooner than later." I'm too big of a fan when dentist's use drills in my mouth, so I'm not too pleased that they're going to cut my gums open to take these damn wisdom teeth out. At least I'll be under, that is the only good part about the whole thing. That's until next time.

Grad Review

I had scheduled a graduation review about 2 weeks ago for today at 4. I didn't know what to expect, but all I wanted was to hear that I would graduate on time. I was sure that I would need one more IS&T elective. I was wrong. I have to do is take the second part of my capstone, and that's it. I have to take a total of 16 credits next semester. Capstone will take up 3 of those, so I need to fill out the other 13 credit hours, which my advisor told me could be anything, because after this semester, my IS&T core is complete. That brought a huge smile to my face. Pass all my classes this semester, take one required course next semester with some other fill-ins, and I'm done. I even had a moment that is reminiscent of dad I think. I even said this out loud, cause I guess I was thinking out loud. I said, "I can't believe I was in this same office summer of 2007, filling out my first roster for my first semester, and now I'm here getting a grad review." Then my advisor said, "Time flies by." I just really can't believe that I'm this close to graduating. I've completed all of my traditional core, and I'm basically done my major core. I was ecstatic to hear that.

Dad

I hate my self sometimes for the way I treat my Dad. He's been through so fucking much, and just thinking about that makes me cry sometimes. He loves nothing more in the world than me, my sis, and mom. But, for some odd dumb ass reason, I give him a hard time when I'm home or over the phone. I'm sarcastic, fresh, and very short tempered, and I give small brief answers when he asks me questions. I love him so fucking much, and it sucks that I can't translate that when I actually see him. My Dad is 58, and is just around the corner from 60. He's been through so much and has battled with various things throughout his life. I am extremely proud to be his son. He's unique, special, thoughtful, logical, loving, caring, passionate, and I like to think that I have inherited most of his traits. When I go to his facebook and read his Info and about me, I always tear up. I know how much I love him, and I wish that one day, I'll be able to actually show him how much I love him. I've always felt that I've never been the best son my dad could have, and that really pisses me off. This has been goin' on since I can remember, and I'm going to try very hard to try and change that. I LOVE YOU DAD!!!!!!!

not feelin' good

So I just got done a very busy and stressful week. In the past 2 weeks, I've worked 54 hrs. I averaged 27 hrs. the past 2 weeks, which means I've worked a lil' over an average of 5 hrs. a day the past 2 weeks. I woke up this morning w/ a fuckin' cold soar. And when I was at work, I noticed that it had kind of spread. So, I feel extra insecure walking around now, cuz I feel like when ppl look at me, they're gonna look straight at my mouth. I'm also not feelin' well in general, and it's kinda hard to explain. Tonight, there was apparently a flash mod on broad st. and there were cops everywhere. Gonna play ball 2morrow, which should be fun. And the phils won 2mite, to push their up their lead in the NL East, extend their winning streak to 11 games, and become the team w/ the best record in the majors.

ugh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What a fun week. I freakin' worked 50+ hrs that past two weeks. Looking at a computer screen for for more than 5 hrs at a time can make someone go crazy. I might have to start stop working so much. Anyway, pretty busy week with school and such. This java program kicked my ass, but I did my best. I dont really know what else to say. Cant wait for the weekend and sleeping in. I think we're playing basketball on saturday at some point. Haven't played in forever, so that should be fun. I'll have something to say this weekend, so keep checking back.

thinking

I've been thinking, and I want more out of this job. All I really do is sit around doing h/w, surfing the net trying to keep myselkf occupied. but I'm a senior now, and I jsut feel like I should be doing more with this job. People are imaging computers and other stuff, and all I do is sit around doing nothing. I don't want that anymore. I have a genuine interest in doing more advanced things with this job. If I dont know how to do something, teach me the first time, and I will learn it, and then repeat it again again until I can do it without making a mistake. I really want to ask Toni, John, and Tom for more oppurtunities for projects and such. I feel as though I'm not respected, because they don't expect as much from me as they do other from the other people who work here. I'm just going to tell them straight-up that I want to do more. Other than that, I'm going home this weekend for Yom Kippur. Also, my mom insists that dinner on Friday will be my "21st Birthday dinner", so I'm going to have to choose something for that. Then, Saturday, we're going to my Aunt Deena's for dinner to break the fast...ugh, lol. And between then, I will be doing homework, because it seems like I will have a lot of it.

new york weekend

What a way for me to officially turn 21 and for kyle to turn 22. It was a group of 8 friends, that just wanted to take new york by storm and have a great time. We stayed at the fucking waldorf, the WALDORF!!!!! The phillies game was fun....it would have been better it we wouldda won, but thats cool. We go back to the hotel, and everyone is getting ready. Then we get together in one of the rooms, and its decked out in birthday gear for kyle. Mary got me 21 shot glass necklace, a 21st birthday pin, and shirt that made me laugh so...u just had to see it to believe it. So, Karina and kyle meet us, and we all go out to dinner to this pizza place. The funny part is that I didnt even order a beer, cuz I knew I'd be waist up in beer the whole night. So after dinner, we head to my sister's apt to pre-game. She met everyone, and everyone was having a god time. And it was finally time to head out to the bars. The first bar was The Stumble Inn which is ironic and I'll explain that later. It was crazy once we got in. My first drink was a vodka tonic courtesy of my sis, and it was sooo good. Then my next drink was only drink I paid for, a bud light. After that, OMG!!!! People got me jager-bombs, shots of coffee flavored patron, more beer, shots of soco on lime. It was freakin ridiculous. Then, as we were leaving, Mary fell on the sidewalk right outside the bar. She stumbled out of stumble in....LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL. Then we all went to Mad River, where it was more of the same. Only, this time it was a lot more shots, and less beer. I went up to the bartender and asked for a Budlight, and Mary sed it was my 21st. So right after she said that and I tried to give the bartender money, she gave it right back to me. After a while in Mad River, we all went back to the hotel. Sunday morning, UUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHH! Massive headache, stomach not feeling well, and couldnt stand up or really see that straight. But it was totally worth it. Thanks to Tut, Minh, Kyle (Philly), Kyle (Brooklyn), Mary, Karina, Melissa, Tracy, Seth, my sister, and both Cate's for making this weekend one of the best weekends of my life. It was absolutely amazing, and I had a freaking blast. What a way to turn 21, and I will never forget that weekend ever!!!!

fianlly 21

ok, so im extra nervous to go out for my bday right? its me, kyle, tut, akrian, n tracy. minh couldnt go cuz hes still 20, but i still love em. so its us going to the bar, and i am honestly nervous cuz ive never been to a bar before legally and gotten drinks. so i get carded at the dorr, and im "look at card, im 21 bitches, lol". so we're at the bar, kyle orders beers for all of us...u rule kyle. so im drinkin my first beer and it still feels weird, cuz i guess it hasnt hit me that im 21. however, rite before i get to my first beer, im sure who it was, but someone ordered me a shot of whiskey (thanks to whoever did it), and even though it was a samll one, it still burned...lmfao. after that, i strarted drinking beer, and im done my first one right. so in the middle of the seocnd one, tracy orders me a soht called "dirt girl scout"...i kid you not(thank so much tracy). so me and tracy take these shots, and taste literally like mint choc chip, which is amazing. thne i start to finish my second beer, wen karina wants to get me a soht of tequila(Thanks so much karina). i was a lil' hesitant, cuz theres the salt and lime to deal with, but i was like fck it. so i lick the salt, take the shot, then suck the lime, and it wasnt that bad...lol. now im finished my second beer, and started on my third beer. kyle then orders a shot of soco and lime( thanks so much kyle). I took it, and it was really good. it was like a liquid sour patch kid: sweet and sour, and good. then this guys sits at the bar, and being as happy as i was, i was like, "guess wat? its my birthday...im 21!!!!!!!!". he goes, "thats awesome", then buys me a beer. wen he walked away, i was like, "thanks, i really appreciate that". so now im double fisting, and we go to the back for a change of scenery(courtesy of karina), and we start chillin on the dancefloor. after bout 10 min, we decide to step up on the platofor and dance. i start doin the snoop dog, and the west philly shuffle(still tryna figure that one out), n after a while, one of the bouncers gets me down n says its only for girls. the funny part was that wen he heard that it was my bday, he apologized to me..lol. anyway, im done my third beer, n working on my 4th one. by now, me, we're alldacning together having a good time. once i fininsh my 4th beer, we're out. but to leave on a good note, i dance the whole way out to this good song that was playing. overall, great day...recieved a lot of love on face book n texts. got great food from the pops, n enjoyed a great nite out w/ the best friends ever. IM 21!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

September 8h, 2010

Today is kind of a special day for me, because I turn 21 today. Besides 13 and 50, it is the number. The last couple days have been killer for me. Anticipation, nervousness, excitment, fear, all molded into one feeling. The one thing I think is funny on birthday's is that people you never ever talk to at all, wish a happy birthday on Facebook; that always gives me a good laugh. I also like getting texts throughout the day. It's just a reminder that people care, and it's good to feel cared for. Now, I'm sitting here eating some Popeyes, cuz my dad just came by my work w/ a card, and bag w/ 2 boxes of chicken and a box of biscuits. I've already had 2 drumsticks and a biscuit. It's hilariuos that I'm sitting in a lab w/ students doing their work and I'm eating Popeyes. Everytime I think about it being my birthday and turning 21, I have to stop myself from smiling. I got some nice gifts from the roomies last night. A bottle opener, silly bands, a phillies stop sign, and a phillies pennant. My roommate even spelled my name like Jessie on one of the cards...HILARIOUS. The best part about turning 21, is that you get an excuse to an excuse to act a lil' dumb. Not outrageous or immature, but a lil' dumb and spazzy. We are going to the bar 2nite, but the real party won't begin until Friday night, then it will continue to Saturday when the Phils beat the Mets' ass in NYC, and we party till we can't stand anymore. But I just want to say I could never have imagined all this love I'm getting today. Just flashing back to years back and thinking of memories; I've really made some amazing friends and bonds that will last forever. My family is unbelievable, and my friends are right beside them. THANK YOU TO EVERYONE FOR EVERYTHING. YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IT MEANS TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

birthday

It's the day before my birthday, and I should be happy and excited right? Well, for some reason I fell a little depressed. I don't know why, and I don't want to be, but that's honestly how I feel. I feel like I've built my birthday and this weekend coming up to be so big, that it will be complete bust. I REALLY hope it's not, but I can't get help but feel it. 21 is a really big number, and I feel as though I'm not ready to turn 21. Bars, clubs, buying beer and shit. It shouldn't feel like added responsibilities on me, but it does, and I hate that feeling. I don't want to have to put on a fake face, and act happy. I want to be happy, because I'm turning fucking 21. But for some far unknown reason to me, I don't feel that way, and it fucking blows big time. Hopefully it'll get better later tonight and tomorrow. If it doesn't, then I'm an asshole and jackass. That's how I'll feel, if I feel like shit on my birthday, and my roommates are so happy for me.

Observant

I very keen at observing many things. Most importantly, I'm a good people observer. I watch their body language, facial expressions, tone of language, and I can tell certain things about them. I know when someone is having a good time, bad time, and when their lying. The best part is calling them out on it, and lie to you about how they really feel, because they don't want you to admit it. I love saying that I'm a novelist, because in the 40 Year-old Virgin, when Cal says he is a good observer of the female folk, he says he's a novelist. I love going to parties and just looking around to see what people are doing. I like walking around campus going to class with my music on, just watching people pass me, and watching people around me. I get it from my dad, cause he sees a lot of things that most people would never think to see. Sometimes at the house, when everyone is talking, I just sit back and listen to everyone. I look at them, to see their faces, and can most likely tell if they're having a good time or not. When someone is talking, I like to see other people's facial reactions. I think it's hilarious sometimes. In general, I like to think myself as a very keen observer. Not even just of people, many other things.

Confidence

When one doesn't have confidence, it's hard to do certain things. Confident guys have no problem talking to girls and being cocky and arrogant. It comes with being confident. There are levels of confidence, and I guess it just depends where what your confidence level is. I have confidence in many areas: sports, computers, math, music, and spazzin. However, the one place I lack some confidence is girls and talking to girls. I tend to wait until they talk to me, and that has worked in the past. But, there will be times when there's this one girl who is unbelievably attractive, that you just have to psych yourself into talking to her. It doesn't matter what you say or what she says back. The fact that your talking to her will make yourself feel better. This was the case last night. I had already heard about this girl from my friend when went to the bar, and he said she was pretty hot. So when I learned this girl would be at our friends house, I was pretty intrigued to see her.

When I saw her at the house, I was like DAMN, this chick is fuckin' beautiful. Like she's not the type of girl you call hot. She's the type of girl you call attractive, beautiful, or stunning. I kept telling myself the whole night to talk to her. Find a moment, and just introduce yourself or make a joke and roll from there. Well, it kinda worked. I made a little joke about this group of kids who walked in, but were in the wrong place so they left right after they came in. The best part, was when we were walking to this other house party, and me and my friend were walking on both her sides and talking to her at the same time. We were actually "fighting" for her, but all I was trying to do was just talk to her, flirt with her a little, and have a good time with her. It all started when I asked if she wanted to play pong with me, and she said yea. The funny thing was that I knew her name, but I didn't want her to know that, so I asked her name in a funny way. I was like, "you what's funny? We're a team, and I don't know what your name is. What's your name?". Then to play it off, I was like, "See, we're already team building, we have a solid foundation now". She was cracking up. Then I told her that we needed a special hand-shake, so since I was feelin' her, I decided to go with the one hand-shake no one can hate, the Fresh Prince shake. I showed her it, and she liked it, so we were set to play.

We won the game, which had this girl in a really good mood. So then we went to my other friend's house, which was a pretty good time too. I ran into a lot of people I knew, so that was real cool. We were talking, dancing, and ready to play pong. But two of my roommates left, so it was me and my other roommate and the group of girls. So then they decided to leave, we walked them back to their car, and hugged them good-night. I honestly felt we both had a good time that night. We weren't flirting the way I would've liked to, but it was good. And it always feels good to make a girl, especially a very attractive girl laugh, because your own personality and sense of humor that made her laugh. Anyway, that night with this girl was really good, and gave me a lot of confidence.

Saturday before 21

Today was a pretty damn good day. First, we got Qdoba for lunch which I thought was very good. Then we played volleyball, and the best part about that was this girl. There was a group of about 4 or 5 walkin' by, and this one chick I was looking at was looking right back at me. After a while I decided to wave at her, and she waved back with a smile. The one thing I regret is not asking her to play volleyball with us. After that, we walked down this block that was having a block party, which was kind of beat, so then we headed home. We chilled here for a while doing nothing, until we decided to go get dinner and eat at the bell tower. All of us got Nashery, and my Panini was actually pretty good. Then, while we were eating, another group walked by and this girl gave me a smile and nod. So after the first chick from volleyball, and this chick, I was feeling pretty good about the day. Now, we're back at the house chillin' and playing rockband. We're about to pre-game, and go out somewhere. Who knows? Who cares? Planning on this night being a good night!!!!!! FYI...in 4 days is my 21ST BDAY, and I kinda can't wait.

Turning 21

Just like the card game…

it always mostly safe to be under,

if you over, you’re going to get busted,

The only point of playing is get 21, the biggest age in today’s society is 21

It’s just a number, but is it?

It’s an invitation into a group.

More responsibilities, duties, maturity.

Different attitude, personality, views, and perceptions.

My invitation comes on September 8^th, 2010…

Let’s see how I handle it, and whether or not the group accepts me…