February 12, 2006

  • “  In the span of one month, our office has bought flowers for
    someone’s dead mother, a fruit basket for someone’s partner who went in
    to see the doctor about some STD she got, a gift for someone who just
    became a parent, a gift for someone who stopped smoking, a gift for
    someone who had a birthday. ENOUGH! Do I look like gifts.com? God, I
    betcha people who work at Hallmark don’t deal with this, they just have
    to give their grief stricken/elated with joy coworker a card that fell
    behind the copy machine and call it a day.


    No one is ever
    asked, “would you like to contribute?” They always demand. So, finally
    I had it with forced participation. The thing that put me over the edge
    was when a coworker asked me if I wanted to buy some candy bars that
    she was selling for her demon seed. I gave her the 20 questions: are
    these candy bars going to support Sally Struthers? Are these candy bars
    going to support some racist group? Are these candy bars produced by
    children in 3rd world countries? Then, I asked her exactly where my
    money went and how much the distributor was going to pocket? She
    couldn’t back up her shit and I told her she should stick to filing her
    nails than trying to sell. The truths hurts doesn’t it?


    I put up
    a sign in my cubicle that said, “No soliticitations!” Since this forced
    participation was getting out of hand I decided to go around and
    collect money for a gift for me for not being late in the morning.
    People did not donate. Then, I went and collected money for a gift for
    me for finishing my assignment. People did not donate. I finally went
    around to collect money for a gift for me because I did not give birth!
    Again, people did not donate.


    Call me immature, but my
    coworkers got the hint. Luckily, I work in an office with a good sense
    of humor.  If you want to celebrate then celebrate on your own terms.
    You go buy the present. If you want others to contribute, then ask.
    Ugh! People suck. Lets just say I won’t be coughing out money anytime
    in the future. People at work have already put me down on their “do not
    call list.”
       “

    Again, that is an exerpt from Miss Caroline Nguyen. I put it in italics
    this time so people would REALLY get that I did not write it. I got a
    lil annoyed last time after so many people talked to me about the whole
    IPOD issue as if I had written it then embarassing say… “my bad” and
    came up with some lame excuse about not reading the whole thing after I
    told that I did not write it. LoL. Don’t get me wrong… I apprecite
    people reading at least SOME of what I wrote, or actually what someone
    else wrote. Well, now its more obvious. Anyhow, if you want to steal
    funny stories and put it on your xanga, you should read HER xanga.
    http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=vietprincess80
    just make sure to credit her, I’m sure she’ll kick yer ass if she ever
    found out that you stole without crediting. More than I would if I
    found out you stole from my xanga without giving me credit. And if I
    ever found out you stole from anybody’s xanga without giving them
    credit.. well… yer pretty damn low and I would stop talking to you or
    continue to not.

    Anyhow… “Anyhow” is a word I picked up from my cousin Anh Khuong
    (Kevin). I LOVE that word… has anyone else noticed how much Ive been
    using it?

    Anyhow, remember that story I told you about that little girl whose mom
    called asking for my address? Well, I  received the letter! It was
    a school assignment and they had to write a letter to someone that they
    appreciated and she chose me! LoL, her letter explained all of that.
    Neat huh. And she wrote it in her neat little cursive and it has a
    million hearts all over the place. hehe, little girls are like that.
    Anyhow, I showed it off to my parents and well, to yoo cuz Im talking
    about it. Yea.. it REALLY made my day. So anyhow… I think I will send
    her a card with stickers or something. I think she’ll like that. I
    remember when I was about her age, I wrote a million letters to people
    that I appreciated like my art teachers and club coordinators and what
    not and I LOVE recieving mail from them cuz their cards were sooooo
    pretty and cuz they always sent me little sitckers or clothing patches
    and all the cutesy stuff that little girls like. Well, thats my story,
    I don’t know if I will ever get around to actually doing it. I havent
    done a hand written card or letter in sooo long, everything is easier
    by computer for me. Xangas, MySpace, and AIM… those are like my major
    ways of communication now a days. I mean.. like when I can’t do face to
    face.. I still do most of my talking face to face okae? Dont think Im
    one of those that cant say shit to anybody’s face and do most of it
    online. No. Im not like that. Hm… that was oddly defensive.. hahaha.

    So yesterday I went to Vietnamese school. And I dont know if you
    remember from a post about a few months ago when I went to this wedding
    and I ended up talking to the bride at the end of the night while
    waiting to get picked up… So she’s the principle’s new wife ryte. She
    comes to the school every week to help out and all this stuff. Anyhow,
    me and her has stayed pretty friendly. But yesterday was kinda funny,
    so she’s going around to each class handing out papers announcements
    and when she comes to my class, I thought she was just waving at me so
    I waved back.. When the other T.A. told me that she was calling me
    over. So I come over and she starts talking about make up cuz she’s a
    make up fanatic herself, and then askes me to pick up some stuff for
    her, she wants to try what I use. Hahahaha, I thought that was
    helerious. Then after school there was like a mini party for the
    teachers and I hung out with her mostly. LoL. Its pretty cool hanging
    out with older people cuz what they talk about is pretty different from
    what me and my friends talk about. Maybe what Perriesha say
    is true, maybe I AM a 25 year old stuck inside a 12 year old body… or
    maybe.. I’m just dieing to grow up.  I’m sure Im not the onlyone
    feeling this.

    Anyhow, Im kind of annoyed ryte now so let me list for you the reasons why…
    1. all my posters in my room are starting to come off.. they are funny
    like that… the tapes have an expiration date or something cuz they
    all come within only a few days of each other.. That means it time for
    a massive taping up.. I usualy would re decorate my room at this point
    but I liked it the way it was.. I think I’ll just put it back up the
    same exact way it was…
    2. I keep saying I will work on my scrap book but I NEVER do!! It
    drives me crazy cuz I have wonderful ideas for it but then I havent
    printed out the pictures.. or I dont have the right paper design and
    color… or watever.. ugh.. I hate having un done stuff…
    3. Talking about undone.. one word… HOMEWORK!
    4. I just threw out my blush brush… so I need a new one now.. I
    suspected the brush wasnt clean cuz my cheeks are like spotchy pink..
    At first, I thought that was how my skin just is … but maybe its the
    brush.. Guess I wont noe till I start using a new brush, which I need
    to go buy.
    5. Damn… I want some CHOCOLATE!!! I get insane ass cravings.. for
    something filled chocolate.. I dont like the ones we have at home or
    its wrapped up and in my mom’s stash for her to bring back to Vietnam
    one day so I cant touch those.. Valentines day is coming up.. I hope I
    get candy from everyone, especially from my friends!!! But I REALLY
    hope someone shares with me thier box of assorted chocolates… I
    wouldn’t want my own box, its too much, I would never finish it.. All I
    need are about 2 pieces of that sweet sweet sin and my fix will be
    fixed. hehe.

    In better news, my brother is starting to treat me like a real person
    now. hahahaha. Yesterday when I was getting ready to go to the Chinese
    New Year Parade, he was asking me where I was going so I told him and
    he was just like, “cool, have fun.” Then just to be a smart ass, I
    asked him where he was going that night.. Maybe you didn’t catch it but
    I asked that to be a smart ass.. cuz thats the kind of thing I am not
    allowed to ask my brother.. I NEVER ask him where or what he does or
    with who. Our brother and sister relationship just does not work that
    way.. What a family huh.. but surspringly!! He told me exactly what he
    was doing, a baby shower, and he told me about who he was hanging out
    with, people his age,.. just not who since he said, “I know them, but
    you don’t.” hehe. Doesn’t sound like much but to me that’s a hell of a
    lot more than the usual, “shut up you stupid little girl.” I hope we
    talk more in the future and I REALLY hope to be like a bridesmaid in
    their wedding or like a godmother to their children. hehe, I’m so crazy.

    Um.. I gotta go get ready for church now. I’ll write more later! hehe, how delightful.

    © VaN PhaM

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