I am a workaholic.

I worked 6 days this week. Haha, it's amazing how it has been accustomed to my lifestyle. Funny thing about it is it has "taken me over".. yet. I actually refuse to let that happen to me. It won't. I am so goal oriented, but not severely to the point where I can't see where I'm going and can't dig myself out. I have all my friends by me, school (eh), and my health. So, until my health gives out, I will maintain my incredible social life while making lots of $$ on my spare time. Well, so far this week, I have, technically, finished the dress I spent a week making. It's incredibly adorable, I MUST SAY. The only last touches I need to do is sew on the buttons and the lace around the sleeves.

School has been alright this winter term. I'm extremely glad I didn't pile on the classes with more than 4 units. I'm only in one 3-unit class from 9:30a-1pm. So I have the rest of the day to venture out and reak havoc. Reaking havoc for me, has recently just been devouring the kitchen once I got home. My recent resolution has been to "try" and eat healthier, which has always been difficult for me because I don't really care for what's in my food as long as it tasted good. Along with better eating habits, regaining all the money I had spent during my WinterBreak is also on my agenda. I've approximated that I've probably spent more than a grand during the whole time. Slowly but gradually, I will be exactly where I want to be in life for the future. The same goes for my beloved, Krystal and Diego. Both going through some finacial mishaps where they would both like more than what they have. Which, I would say, is like most Americans. It'll all come in due time. Diego's moving, yet again, in his life. But I know it's a good move because he'd be only paying $300 for rent. I don't think I could do what he's doing now, paying $1000+ in rent and utilities. That would be completely murderous for me. In due time, my dream apartment/condo will come.





I worked at Courtside yesterday morning serving. It was such a lousy Friday morning. I spent most of my time talking to Jenn, eating, talking to Bobby, and reading Cosmo. I find that reading Cosmo doesn't really benefit me much because I'm not in a relationship, which is perfectly fine with me. I'm really just tired of guys. Haha, there is no excitement there, because I feel no one has come along that is up in par with me. Sad to say. I made less than $30 in tip yesterday, which I think I calculated wrong because my manager said I gave them too much money, so I might've made more. Anywho, I'll find out when I go to work at 4pm today. Today is UFC, which I LOVEEEEEEEEE, right? - __ - I absolutely hate EVERYBODY that day, all the impatient bros with their ridiculous, non-original, retarded tribal tattoos and unlimited variation of UFC & Affliction shirts awaiting to watch the fight. On UFC nights, the whole room, bar included, is merely filled testoterone filled, angry men drinking beer. It's quite a sight though, to just stand at my podeum and make fun of them. Ahh, I can't wait for tonight.

In other news, Krystal & I will be going on our bestfriend-roadtrip-venture to San Francisco on the week of February 15. We'll be there for a week staying at Jon's pad, coming home just in time for my brother's 21'st birthday. How fun. We are ecstatic about this trip. It'll be great to go back to to San Francisco and actually SEE San Francisco for all that it's worth. I also can't wait to see Jon. It feels like years. Maybe New York next? :}

San Francisco 2007 (Lex, Tone, & Justin):










I simply can't wait to go back.