Poor India Arie... 7 grammy nominations and she didn't win one! :( Yeah, its an honor to get nominated, and to have so many nominations is really terriffic, but it must be painful not to win one of those. The competition was really hard though... Alicia Keyes totally rocked and at least Nelly Furtado did win one. :) OH sadness... I totally missed NSYNC perform. *go ahead.. roll your eyes.. you know you want to* I was switching from the Grammys to TLC's Junkyard Warriors... I had the VCR and remote all ready and I completely missed Lance! Mike called and we were talking... and then he was telling me about how NSYNC performed and I was completely crushed... even started moaning loudly into the phone. I felt like a bad fan... so now I'm just waiting like a dork for someone to put it on Kazaa and then I can download it.

My sister is upset at me...
carlene is nice: youre worth more than me!!!
carlene is nice: i hate you!
spaznik: how much are you worth?
carlene is nice: $1,657,838.00.
carlene is nice: sorry im not a nun like you.
carlene is nice: =P
carlene is nice: and your page is annoying
carlene is nice: i hate that clock!
carlene is nice: your worth should depreciate!
*Hey...$1,657,838.00 is still a lot and hello.. its a silly website thingie... not like any of it is true. No one can really measure how much you are worth. As for the clock... I'm still debating if I'm going to keep it in or not... Kathy says she likes it... Jean is scared of it... as for me... it can get on my nerves, but its pretty when it chases the cursor around. Its like fairy dust. :) If it was made out of glitter and was a SHINY, MOVING object... oh my gosh, I would never leave my computer.

I was studying today at Borders... but then I got distracted by The Girl with the Pearl Earring and found myself crying in the bookstore. It was such a good read... :) I don't know if I wanna live in the Netherlands in the 17th century... but it would be nice to visit, fall in love, kidnap my love, put him in the time machine, and bring him back home with me. :) Yup... I was thinking that while watching KATE AND LEOPOLD a while back... yeah you're altering time, but really would you want to go back to 1876? People didn't bath frequently and all those crazy diseases... not to mention if you wanna go somewhere, there's no car and you'd have to travel via horse or carriage for SEVERAL hours. But then the guys had that chivalry thing going for them, the dresses were sooo pretty (but I imagine that they weighed a ton and you'd have to wear corsets *ouch*) and people actually interacted with each other cause they lacked AIM and moblie to moblie. Yeah.... I'd kidnap a love... OR if I had a boyfriend/fiancee/husband/cute prospective guyfriend by the time I actually get this "time machine," I'd strap them in and have them take notes. Yep.. thats an option.

So I've become addicted to this REAL WORLD/ROAD RULES ULTIMATE CHALLENGE thingie on MTV.... its AWESOME! Anyhoo, I missed an episode and as I was reading episode summaries online, I completely fell in love with whoever was writing it....

-Talking about the psycho married couple Holly (Road Rules Maximum Velocity) and Chadwick (Road Rules Austrailia) after Chadwick's team gets booted off...
Hollywick draws the blinds in her bedroom. She intensely tells Chadwick that no one has any integrity except for the Wicks. She bitches that the other members of the RR Inner Circle had the chance to make it fair, and they chose to make it personal. So she and Chadwick had integrity when they made it unfair, but now no one else does when they are trying to exact some form of justice? Interesting. In an interview, Hollywick says that she and Chadwick are really close, and now he's being torn away from her. She can't survive, like, two weeks without him? In the immortal words of Nell Carter, gimme a break. Hollywick says that the stakes just shot through the roof, and that she's the only one left fighting for them. Chadwick says that he's fighting for her. Hollywick points out that God is still on their side. Actually, I had a talk with Him last night, and he kind of hates the Wicks. I don't know how to break the news to her. Also, He asked me to tell them that he's kind of fucking busy right now with the starvation and the disease and the war, so He doesn't really have time to worry about the fucking Challenge. Also? He said to tell Hollywick to shut up. The Wicks start making out, and we get a lovely shot of Chadwicks's bacne. Hollywick starts sobbing as Macy Gray plays in the background.
*Can we say soulmate!?!?

:) After 3 hours in the lab... here are the LSSP pictures. Well the black and white ones... the colored ones will be up as soon as I get a chance to go to COSCO. ;) Oh goodness, I thought I was never going to get those finished cause everything WRONG that could happen in the lab happened. OH well, they came out pretty good... Enjoy! :)

Who Da Manny: nice icon
Who Da Manny: wanna fuck?

*swoon, drool, and all that cheesy madness*

Talk about the ladies man... ;) See Manny, something other than "bite me" will win over the girlies...

Yesterday was the Large Scale Service Project... that was SOOO awesome! We painted murals over grafitti and old CKI murals in Los Angeles... it was so much fun especially since so many clubs came to the event and we all got to socialize, paint, and count passing train cars together. :) Yeah, it was hot and I could feel my skin get darker and redder by the minute, but it was so worth it. :D

So after painting, eating delicious hot dogs at PINKS and a group sing-a-longs of SAY A LITTLE PRAYER and BUILD ME UP BUTTERCUP... my original plan was to go home, shower and get ready for Tita Lagring's birthday dinner... but it was already 6:30, dinner was at 7, and there was no way it could all work out magically. So I just drove straight to the house and unfortunantly for me... it wasn't a dinner. It was a full blown party!! :P

Anyways, the moment I walk in, Tito Nanding is grabbing my arms and asking about my "battlewounds" while I'm trying to figures out why there is an semi-old white man with a mullet, guitar, microphone, and amp in the middle of the kitchen. Ahhhhh... another one of dad's GENIUS ideas. :) Actually, it was pretty nice having the live music. Apparently this guy sings at Nanang's convalesent home so I guess dad thought it would be fun to have him sing some oldies at the party. It was kinda like open mic night at coffee bazaar or something... but its just weird to see it in your own kitchen... or even weirder... at your typical filipino family party.

*Bombie and I had a field day of sarcastic, smartass, and comedic remarks on this*

Later on, Carlene came (with clothes for me.. yay!) accidentally walked through the singing man's song... and was wisked away by dad for a dance next to the dessert table.

Basically spent the rest of the night serving cake and coffee to the Titas and Titos in the garage playing mahjong, playing with baby Alicia, and talking with Bombie and Michelle about your crazy overbearing parents. OH the insane and horrible revelation that one day, we WILL become them. But it was a really REALLY good talk abd I was really comforted by the fact that they know and completely understand where I was coming from. Plus we haven't talked like that in a while... so it was just great. :)

Let's do some reminincing ok?

My first CKI service project was 4 years ago decorating the ARK haunted house. Tina (little) and I were driving over there when we realized that the directions that they gave us weren't clear. So I had to pull over and call the CSUF president, Denise and ask her where the freak I was going... but instead, I got Andy Shih, who at the time was the LTG and a complete stranger to me... and here I was, frantic because it was nighttime, I was in some strange city, LOST, and as usual driving rather erratically. Unfortunantly, Andy wasn't helpful and proceeded to ask me what my name was and told me that I had a cute voice... even if I WAS freaking out.

Yep, there are a lot of weirdos in CKI. ;)