"Hey Nicole.. its your birthday... you got into a car accident on your birthday...."

Lisa: Nicole you NEED to stop driving...
Me: No... I'm good!
Lisa: HOW many times did you fail your drivers test again?
Me: 4....

Marissa: Nicole you NEED to stop driving...
Me: But that was my first accident ever since I got my license...
Holly: How old were you when you got your it?
Me: 17
Marissa: Yeah... I'm amazed you haven't gotten into an accident sooner.
Me: Shut up.
Marissa: Remember that one night when you were driving in Hollywood and you almost killed us?

Hardcore tough lovin from the gals that know me best. :) BUt honestly, I AM a good driver. As Beth would say, "I think your car had it coming. It chose not to air condition you. That's what it gets. You should just tell the car if it doesn't behave, you'll just bump it into things more often. that'll straighten it out." I'd say I have to agree... well except I wouldn't ram my car into the back of a truck because it wouldn't aircondition me. I'd only do it if I wasn't paying attention and looking for chapstick in my purse. :)

~*~

Sometimes I feel I've got to *bump bump* run away...
I've got to *bump bump*get away...

So last night, I THOUGHT I was just gonna go out to dinner with Marissa, Holly, and Tina. HAHA. So I guess you can say that coming home at a very ungodly hour of "night" was pretty unexpected... especially when you have to work in 3 hours. Oh wells. :)

The "Bar and Grill" we went to was mostly "BAR and DANCEFLOOR." Good gracious... it was 80's night and so they had an 80's coverband... and I SWEAR, I have never seen so much "side step clap" dancing in my life. The thing with 80's music is that you really can't dance to it... now. If you're Molly Ringwald and "Jake Ryan" in SIXTEEN CANDLES, then yeah, you can dance. Granted that a good majority of the people couldn't DANCE already when we were checking out the floor from the tv screens... But if you're used to the ghetto clubs where they play booty shaking music... then yeah, you might have problem dancing. BUt then again, the band... sucked. They were wearing wigs and tight pants (I think lead singer had a sock...) but were yelling into the microphone a bit too much. Everytime they would try to harmonize, Marissa and I would give this eye bulging look to each other and then cover our ears in attempt to lessen the damage... OK. They weren't TOO bad... but then again, anything after a Long Island is better. ;) The DJ during the band's breaks was actually pretty good and did manage to play some old school "WHEN I HEAR MUSIC IT MAKES ME DANCE" jams. YAAY!!

So, the funny part about the place is that while Marissa, Tina and I were all lamenting about being *gasp* 23... we're at this bar filled with more of the "older crowd" or what I call as "YOUNG PROFESSIONALS." So in a way, we were feeling old... and yet younger at the same time. OH and instead of hearing the "what school do you to" bit, I got "so... are you here with your co-workers?"

Wow huh. I AM getting older. Kinda neat... I guess. ;)

Afterwards, Marissa wanted to go hooka... so we went off to this really neat cafe in Westwood. The atmosphere there was just AMAZINGLY friendly, the MUSIC was GREAT... and even though there wasbarely any room to dance, hip shaking was happening.

"How do you dance to this?"
"Um.. Like you're in the Britney Spear's "I'm A Slave" video?"

Didn't smoke much though... I'm too *afters-chool special* ;) haha

Anyways, I had a grand time with the girlies... :) I realized the other day that we've known each other for 9 years. (Keri... 16 years! Gosh damn!) OH LORDY. :) Actually, because of this Friendster, I've been really feeling the "Lucy Lovin" and its made me really happy. SO YAY friendster!

So there's this little site called FRIENDSTER which is about the coolest thing since the invention of Napster (before it got screwed). You get to meet all sorts of people and be entertained with the fact that a lot of people know each other. :) But I think the best part is finding all my favorite St. Lucy girls as well as some old OLD friends up on it. I'm having these fabulous walks down memory lane with this thing. Yeah yeah, I know... there is that weird potential "hook up" on it... (Beth has informed me that the sole purpose of Frienster is for your friends to meet *in the wink wink sort* your other friends and let internet love take its course... I didn't know that!!) and I have been getting some very weird messages from guys who wanna dress up as Indiana Jones for me... but its quite alright. I'm just happily content to have found some old friends. *Reunited and it feels so goood.....*

~*~

Speaking of nifty sites... my oh so talented and beautiful sister has created her very own website. :) WWW.PRETTYUGLIES.COM There you can find...

... the Pretty Ugly of the month
... How Pretty Ugly are you?
... and the WORLD FAMOUS JOE MONTAGE!!!

Check it out. :) Its awesome.

The other day as I watching the Disney Channel, they were featuring this one pre-teen heartthrob singer. His name: Stevie (I bet he'll change it to STEVEN in 10 years) Brock. What does he sing? Well, his big single at the moment is a re-make of COLOR ME BADD's "ALL FOR LOVE." OH MY GOODNESS!! Excuse me but, WHY ARE YOU MESSING WITH PERFECTION?! So while I was actually singing and dancing to this song at 11 years old.. this kid was an EMBRYO. Oh my goodness. I hate that kid. If he starts messing with "I WANNA SEX YOU UP"... its over!!

Eww. I'm old.

So I'll drive... and out of the corner of my eye, I'll see my left headlight pop out of its socket and just hang there while still attached to its wire. I'll then pull over, climb out of my car and pop it back inside.... go back onto the road. Headlight pops out again.... and again... and again. My car looks like it has a googily eye.

Its a vicious cycle.

(oO)

Babae112: its officially not ur bday no more
Babae112: so u can be happy again!

THANK GOD!!

So. Break down of my birthday now that I've had time to "settle."

Went to mass.

Went to lunch.

Was gonna go to Disneyland, but while on the corner of State College and Ball... I rear ended a pick up truck. Drivers Ok. Cars are dented and scratched.... my left headlight fell out but I was able to stick it back in the whole... Nicole's metal state of mind... NOT OK.

SO basically, I freaked out. A lot.

Luckily the man I hit was really friendly... No Jean, he wasn't young or cute... but he was really nice. In fact, while in my crazy, stressed, and crying state, HE was calming me down. He was really understanding and wasn't angry at all. He just kept on saying "Its ok... its ok... stuff like this happens." Good gracious... It seriously could have been worse.

Me (crying): I'm on my way to Disneyland to meet up with some friends...
Man I hit: Oh really? I'm on my way to work... at Disneyland...
Me (crying EVEN HARDER): OH NO! You're LATE!!

So... yah. I don't take situations like this very well. Actually, I don't do CAR SITUATIONS verywell at all (there was a similar break down after I locked my keys in my car at FTC how many years ago... and lets not forget the bad mourning period I had after I ran over the skunk... *sigh*) But I'm better now. Just focus on the good. Everyone is ok. I'm ok. He's ok. I just feel really bad... I mean if my back and neck is "aching just a bit"... then I imagine that the poor guy that I hit must be feeling the same or even worse. :(

The rest of the day was blah afterwards. Carrie came and stayed with me at the gas station until I was "better." (THANKS CARRE!!!) I drove home. Had to explain what happened to my mom... which prompted more crying. Talked to the father on the phone... more stress... more crying. Eyes hurting, so napped. Woke up, Carlene came home with some Thai food... a bit teary, ate dinner, went to Target (teared up when I saw poor buggy on the drive way looking "abused"), got ice cream... home. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ME!

Well at least this is one birthday I'll definitely remember. yay?

I also got some calls and IMs that made me feel a whole lot better. :) THANKS GUYS FOR CARING!! *muah*

TightN10: you have to be able to laugh at this
spaznik: i am...
TightN10: you cant be felicity style
TightN10: and all woe is me
TightN10: thats dawson leery style

TightN10: you probably did the smart thing and went home
TightN10: my ass would have probably went to disneyland
TightN10: and like gotten thrown out for punching mickey

spaznik: well at least its over now. :-)
spaznik: today is a normal day.
TaIksal0t: happy unbirfday to you then
spaznik: THANK YOU!!!! :-)

*sigh*

I am SOOO not the happiest camper right now. Its amazing how one minute, you can be so incredibly happy... and then the next... you're suddenly in of the middle of the street holding your license plate in your hands.

I'm ok. He's ok. Actually, I think he's more OK than I am. But its all my fault.

I just wanna go to bed and cry...

YAY! Just to think... 23 years ago, my mommy gave birth to ME! THANKS MOM FOR PUSHING! :) I LOVE YOU!

When the clock struck midnight... I was at a hotel over by LAX tearing down a wedding. :) This one, I was to do all by myself... but luckily Carlene came with me so that I wouldn't be alone. :) And even more lucky for her because apparently there was a confusion with the flowers and rather than take them home or give them to their guests, I guess they thought everything was a rental... so then when I got there, ALL the fresh flowers were on a table just chillin. All the centerpieces, the clamps, the throwing bouquet AND the brides bouquet. THE BRIDES BOUQUET. And since the party had finished rather early, and everyone had gone... The waitors over at the Embassy Suites staked their claim on the centerpieces while Carlene declared the bouquets and clamps as hers.

"I feel like the Lady Of Shalot."
-Carlene

As you can imagine, the ride home was very interesting considering that she didn't let go of the bride's bouquet at all. And of course, when one is in the presence of girly greatness, the topic of "When I get married" is pretty inevitable... and damn hilarious.

Anyways, I got home and got my away messages... :) Awwww.... Thanks guys! They made me really happy. :)

Lisa's in particular made me laugh...
QueenBR0SE: HAPPY BIRFDAY!!!!!
QueenBR0SE: hey shortie...it's your birfday...
QueenBR0SE: we're gonna party like it's your birfday
QueenBR0SE: we're gonna sip bicardi like it's your birfday
QueenBR0SE: and we don't give a f*ck cuz it's your BIRFDAY!!!

... and then there's Jean's away message...
Auto response from jeanyah: happy birthday nicole. she's hot and sexy.. which guy wants to be her birthday gift?

AWww... I feel all warm and tingly all over. ;) Its my birthday! :) YAY!