40 oz's up to 2008!

2007 was good to me. It was fun. I loved, lost, and learned. So 2008, be better. (: New Year's Eve was fun times with the family. Headed to Union City around 12pm. Super windy on the freeway, and while I was driving, the wind was strong enough to move the fuggin car. Got to Tita Vi's, fixed up the food, and waited for the rest of the fam. Bunch of picture-taking, poker, eating small portions, and enjoying the last hours of 2007. Kuya Christian, Ate Marielle, and the kids finally came. Watched 300 and basketball. Put Arianna to sleep for the first time. (: She reminds me so much of Leia when she was a baby. One dimple, double-chinned, and chubby! So yeah, got home around 11, and started off 2008 real good. (: Not only was it the first day of a new beginning.. but mine and Paul's 1 year and 2 month anniversary.

Slept in and ate leftovers from the night before. Went to 11am mass at St. Francis with the whole fambam. Went home and headed to Eastridge. Waited for Paul to get off work so we could spend the day together. My big mouth told him that Caezar and the boys were playing ball at Evergreen, sooo you know the deal. Haha, went to Kevin's to meet up with him and Jennifer. Then EV to meet with everyone. Good thing Jennifer went for the first hour, since I was the only girl. ): Had good talks bout our basketball-crazed boyfriends. After she left, I was just watching the boys for like another fuggin hour. After went to Kevin's then we all went so him and Paul could get their haircuts. After went home, kicked it with the sissys, then we went out to eat. Craving L&L's but it was closed, so we had Subways, while the sissys had Wendy's and Sbucks. After I went home, and chilled with family. Tried sleeping earlier than usual since Intercession started the next day. But after Paul came home from chillen with the boys, he kept me up for awhile. ): So with my lack of sleep.. I tried to make most of the hours I had left until 8am. Goodbye winterbreak?

Yea right! Haha, at first me, Nelle, and Alyssa were excited about taking Fitness walking. Until we realized that we didn't have it that easy. 8am-11am. Three hours, not that bad right? Not until we felt how cold it was! So after the fastpaced-walking, lifting weights, and observing people's facial expressions.. we realized we were pretty much crazy. So we did some mission impossible shit and cut out. Hahah. Went home. Finally! I was able to sleep with no interruptions. Slept from 11am-3pm. (: That felt refreshing. After talked to Paul for awhile. Caught up with Joan, Anne, and Nelle. Made dinner, and now I'm here waiting for Paul to get home from playing ball. But while I'm waiting.. here's some pictures from NY eve and NY day.

Why are you always eating? So happy 15 months you fatass! I'm reeeal glad we've grown from that phase of everyday arguing. You make me feel like the luckiest girl on earth sometimes. You keep me laughing for days, whether I'm mad or sad. I really, really, really don't know how you do it. We have all these plans this year, and I'm looking forward to alla em. (:

So Anne and I were talking today about our majors. College has been fun.. getting closer and closer to finishing up my GE. You know how there's always that bump in the road everytime you try passing it, it's still going to be there? Well, changing majors is our bump. As typical as it may be, nursing will always be the universal and ideal career expected from our parents, and family in general. Yet, so many other majors keep flying through the air, and it's beginning to be tempting to just reach out and grab it, regardless of what anyone says. Graphic Design, Psychology, Dermatology, and newly added.. Kinesiology. Luckily my parents have become more leniant to the fact that it may be possible that I don't want to major in nursing. Okay, scratch that, my mom has. But my dad? He's always been my roadblock to my planned future. Since I was young, I've been trying to figure out a way to push him out of my way, but he always finds a way to push himself back in. Basically, as much as I want to make him proud (and prove him wrong at the same time), I'm doing all this for me, not for him. As much as he wants me to be the daughter he brags about to his friends, I really could care less. I'm doing this for me and my future. I would have never even been able to stand on my own, if it wasn't for my brothers though. Despite the fact that they were both unable to continue college the "right way" and graduate.. I STILL look up to them. Everyday, my dad is pretty much like a broken record. "You'll be just like your brothers, watch." And what? So what if I turn out like them, at least their happy. And so from that, I've been contemplating what will make me truly happy? Choosing a major to fit my parents needs or choosing a major to fit my future and my happiness. Yeah, I pick the second one, hands down. I love them, believe that. But I 've watched those movies where the kids follow their own dreams, and not their parents. And I only came to realize, that should be me.

Okay, I really do talk alot. I'll shuttup now. But yeah, what's good 2008? (: Gnite world!