The Birds And The Bees

So I realized the other day that I don't presently have a crush. It's been a long time since I haven't had a crush on at least one person. I'm not here tonight to go into all of those details. If you've been around me in the past few years, you know the story. If not, you may just be out of luck.

Anyway, I'm not out searching for a crush. I like this time to be be free, but I did decide that I have some celebrity crushes. There are three that I'm currently into. I find them all strange because I don't really find them attractive, but at the same time, I really do. I'm drawn to all three for different reasons, and I'm very intrigued by them.

So I present to you my celebrity crushes.




I was going to write a list of things I liked about them and also why I find it odd that I like them, but I'm too tired now so I'm going to leave that up to your imagination.

There Comes A Time When Every Dedicated Blogger Reaches This Point

So I finally reached my 100th post. Okay, that's not true. This is really 105, and if we want to get technical, there were others. Some of them got deleted.

Anyway, leading up to the big 100, I thought of what I could write. I had many ideas. However, 100 came and went.

So I want to pay homage to my 105th post because it contains some good stuff.

So if you haven't noticed, I don't really like my job. In fact anyone that I've been in close contact with since graduating from college knows I've struggled with the working word. From what I hear and see, it's normal for people my age. We just don't commit to things, and we don't' really know what we want in life.

I went to college, and then when I graduated, I took the next step in life, joined the working world. That's what you're supposed to do. I've had a hard time with this. It's expected that you get a "good" job, and work on your career. What if I didn't go to college for the money? Maybe I went to just learn. I've been a firm believer in following after what you want to do. So what if you went to college, and your dream is to be a cashier at Hallmark. Just do what you love to do.

My problem has been figuring out what I want to do. I realized that my dreams were not necessarily career related. I do have some career goals, but they are not for right now and require more school. Many of my goals are not job related at all. However, the past three years, I've stuck with what's expected of me. It's all about the "career move". Well I've decided to forget about that aspect at this point in life. Life is not all about career.

So in two weeks, I'm making a huge change to follow a dream. I've dreamed of living in NYC for the past few years, and it's about to become a reality. I'm packing up the diploma for an umbrella and a large bag. (That's a Mary Poppins reference.) I'm going to be a nanny on the Upper East Side! I'm totally stoked, free housing, good pay, a chance to live my dream!

My Policy Is To Always Get People Do Things For You So You Don't Have To Do Them Yourself:

So sometimes I don't write posts because it can be time consuming. Well today, my problem was solved, and I don't have to write the post I thought about writing.

My Grammatical Error Still Kind of Fits

So my friend pointed out to me that my title in the last post should probably read Going to the Chapel. At first, I was a little embarrassed by my error. After thinking about error, it kind of works. Gongs kind of give an Asian vibe, and Cambodians are Asian, and I went to an Cambodian reception, hence "Gong To The Chapel."

Gong To The Chapel

No this post has nothing to do with my nuptials. I just thought I would post a few pictures from a wedding I was a bridesmaid in this weekend. My friend Kami got married on Friday. I was able to attend the wedding on Friday, and she had a reception on Saturday. Her husband Hank is Cambodian so we ended up wearing two different outfits. I can say that I didn't really like either one because they weren't too flattering so I'll just post a few so you can get the idea.


This is the only one where I don't look like a pink pumpkin. The girl that took this didn't get it in time to see my airtime. However, I saw the one the real photographer took, and it looked pretty sweet.

Here are some of the others at the Temple.


I'm pretty much holding most of Hank's weight here.

The cute couple.

Dapper Men

Now for the Cambodian Reception:



We had to wear nude shirts because the outfits weren't very modest.







This is the Cambodian Band that sang Cambodian songs all night except when they did a cover of Mariah Carey's I Can't Live,, House of the Rising Sun in Cambodian, and The Farmer in the Dell as they cut the wedding cake.

It was a interesting night.

It's Almost Here!

My friends, Fall is almost here. I can feel it just around the corner. One probably couldn't guess it by the warm weather, but there have been two signs recently...OK maybe three, but the other one isn't as exciting.

1. Halloween Candy is in the stores. So this has been there since like the beginning of August. It doesn't make me excited, but it is a sign.

2. I was in a craft store the other week and they had Fall decorations and crafts. I love just walking through the aisles and looking at all the stuff.

3. There's a story that accompanies the 3rd reason so let me set it up for you. So there is an Italian Ice/Custard place near my parents. My mom signed my brother and me up for the mailing list . It was a joke at first, but I actually look forward to their daily email. I've only been there twice, but with the email it makes me always want to go. It shows the flavors of the day and the special flavor of the season. They will have one flavor for a period of time that goes with the time of year. They recently ended cotton candy (still sad that I missed it.) Last week their Fall flavor came out, Pumpkin Pie Ice Cream! I love all things pumpkin pie so I'm stoked to try it.

So there it is, Fall is upon us. It's my favorite season for many reasons, and I'm excited for the weather to cool down so I can welcome it in full.

The Sales Pitch

*Just another reason why I hate my job. I hope it doesn't get too old especially for my good roommate that listens to all my venting.

So one of my many duties at work is to make sales calls. I hate it because I'm a terrible sales person, but I do it because I have no choice. Often times we follow-up our sales calls with an email or letter and brochure in the mail.

Well last week I spoke to a lady over the phone, and she asked me to mail her some information about our company. I was getting everything together with the brochure and typed up a fantastic letter. I told my boss the lady wanted me to send some stuff, and she told me to put a letter in. That was the first thing that annoyed me. Yes, I've been here a year and a half; I know how to send out mailers.

I stamped the envelope and put it out for the mail. A little bit later, my boss waltzed into my office and gave me a letter she typed up to mail out. Without her noticing, I took the envelope with my letter and replaced it with her letter.

I laugh now, but at the time I was ticked off. I'm not sure my boss realizes I'm capable of writing a business letter. I wrote a ton in college, and I've been doing it here for a while!

2nd, I think you right. It's time for some managerial classes.

Oh, and I saved my letter in my purse so I could admire my craftsmanship. My letter was so much better.

I'll Tell You When You're Older

Sometimes I forget that my little brother is younger and therefore is still very innocent. Because of this, he often hears things he shouldn't. Let me give you a few examples of things that happened just this weekend.

I was riding in the car with my family, and I was telling my parents about the cartoon a friend told me about. Basically it was of little sperm swimming to an egg, and the Michael Phelps one was much faster. My brother asked us what sperm was. Of course we all felt a little awkward, and we snickered under our breath. My other brother, in the car, saved the day and mentioned something about sperm whales. We were able avoid that talk.

Second, I was watching an episode of Scrubs this weekend. At the end of the episode, my brother asked me what Booty Call was. I don't remember what I said, but I think I just changed topics. Apparently he asked my mom again, tonight.

I guess I should be a better big sister.