Wanna see something amazing?! Check out this kid…

My friend, Christy, says this is her new husband. You’ll have to fight her for him, hehe

Brian: “…how old are you when you’re 5?”
me: “um, are you ok?”

…some time later…

Brian: “…I can read when I can read.”
me: “yes, yes you can.”

what are some of your favorite fobisms?

When I was young, I dreamt of having a perfect job where I’d
be able to have fun, do meaningful work, and of course, not starve in the
process. A couple of weeks ago, I was very much in the mindset that such things
were not possible. While filing my cases and admonishing some clients for being
rude and unresponsive, I came to the conclusion that in a capitalistic society
such as ours, it’s darn near impossible to find a happy medium between one’s
desires and reality, especially in a world ruled by the iron-fisted Microsoft,
where money is power and anyone who gets in the way is trounced. Little did I
know what lay ahead…

I’m lovin’ it! No, I’m not talking about McDonald’s,
although their happy meals are to die for! Rather, I’m referring to my new employer:
Google. I’ve been here for 2 weeks now and I’ve never been happier, and that’s
not just my tummy speaking either. Yes, it’s true, the benefits are amazing and
they really do contribute to the incredible experience that I’m having here,
but it’s about more than just the prime rib or oysters for lunch…

At my previous job, I was rather bitter and insulted. The
company put profits before their employees, and it was very apparent that we
were dispensable to them, so they treated us as such. Take our bonuses for
example. They’d give us the letters that told us how much we’d be getting at
the half year mark, but we’d get the bonus in three installments over a period
of 3 months after getting the notification letter. If you’re not actively
employed when the checks are to be distributed, then you don’t get the check
even though you worked during the entire period for which the bonus was based
upon. Tell me that isn’t unfair. Beyond that, if you’re on maternity leave when
the checks are scheduled to be issued, you don’t get the bonus checks either.
How absolutely ridiculous is that?! What kind of company would screw over their
hard-working employees like that just to save a couple of bucks, especially
when they’re banking tens of thousands of dollars a week from your work?! I’ll
tell you what kind; the kind that I’ll never work for again.

Despite the exploitative behavior and policies of my former
firm, I am grateful for the experience and people that I met there. My family
and friends repeatedly told me that I had to pay my dues first, and pay them I
did. Now, it’s time to move on, and I can’t wait to see what’s in store…

Today was my first day at Google. I’m now an official

NOOGLER (new Googler)

I’m feeling a bit under the weather right now, so I’ll write more
later, but yeah, lots of stuff to write about in an entry to come
shortly.

When I was a kid, I never really got the chance to do the whole regular
kid thing. You know, like dressing up for Halloween, riding a bike, or
eating PB&J sandwiches for lunch or Mac ‘n Cheese for dinner for
that matter. Yes, I know, I’m weird, but as the years pass, I’m slowly,
but surely, catching up on my lost childhood. I finally learned to ride
a bike in Cambodia this year, and almost hit a grandmother and her cows
while I was at it, haha. I ate PB&J sandwiches for the first time.
And now, I’ve really returned to my childhood…

this year, 7 is the new 20

my full costume; I’m a Japanese school boi

me and Jason the Lifeguard

me and Dilbert

me and Matt the Cheerleader

me and Ms. New York, spelled F-I-E-R-C-E! rawr!

me, sandwiched in a fable with Nick the wolf and Little Red Riding Milo

sorry, I got hungry

I guess no meal comes free. omg, nemo looks freaked out, haha.

hmmm, what is Evan doing with my nemo???

I’m never gonna grow up!

Oh, since I’ve finally decided to update my xanga, here’s some pics from my anniversary weekend…

Paul and I went to go see Shakespeare’s “As You Like It”. A big thanks goes to Brian and Marisa for hookin’ it up!

Paul catching my eye as usual

as Paul studied modernism, I studied him, haha

life.love.

ONE…

…year…

…heart…

…love…

I can’t possibly imagine life without you. You make me whole. Happy anniversary hon! I love you!

My mom called me last night…

mom: Are you seeing any girls yet?
me: Um, no.
mom: Well, your dad has started looking at prospective girls for you.
me: click.

My 6 month review finally came–2 months late. I’m not happy. Actually, I’m pissed.

My interview results came in. Again, I’m not happy, but I guess I fucked it up myself.

Paul tried to console me by coming up here for the weekend, so I got
him an award ticket using my mileage. Luisa Niyumatavle, Service
Director at LAX for United, fucked up. Not only did she give him the
wrong information and refused to issue his ticket, but she also
insulted me by saying:

Since this is an award ticket, he
[me] has to be here in person to sign the authorization. He’s a Premier
Executive, he should know better than that.

I told Paul to give the phone over to her so I could talk to her. The bitch refused
to talk to me and she pushed Paul aside so she could help the person
behind him. I called up the Premier Executive customer service line and
they confirmed what I had known all along, that I was right! Paul
missed his flight. I told him to stand in line to get her name and to
at least get her apology for her incompetency. He waited half an hour
as she took her time helping a customer who had cut in line in front of
him. When he got to her, she refused to acknowledge her mistake and
continued to dismiss him instead by cutting him off every other word.
Paul eventually got her name for me, and now, that bitch is on my black
list. I’m calling United Customer Relations on Monday when they open up
and filing a complaint. I want that bitch FIRED! You don’t treat
customers like that and you certainly don’t treat elite members like
that!

A note to Luisa Niyumatavle:
Bitch, you picked the wrong gay boi to fuck with!

…oh, and I’m still sick, ugh!

fuck! I’m sick and I have pink eye!

omg, I’m soooooo full!

…actually, not really…

I’m not quite sure what happened, but for some reason or other, I was just more hungry today. The girls and I went to Naan ‘n Curry for lunch where I had my usual chicken tikka masala, rice, and naan. When all was chewed and digested, nothing was left on the plate. That was lunch at 11:30 am. I thought I was full, but…

At 2:30 pm, I got hungry again! Soooo, the girls and I went out on our break to grab an original sized orange berry blitz from Jamba Juice. They were still full so only I got the drink. I guzzled it down in about an hour and I totally thought I was full and wouldn’t have dinner, but…

Here I am, having a Costco sized plate of turkey portabello florentine! Ack! Will the madness that is this pseudo-tapeworm never cease?! Damn I hate my appetite! It’s costing me an arm and a leg! Boo!

On another note, I’ve finally begun studying for my LSATs again. I’m taking the December LSATs so if anyone wants to study, let me know!