The Angry Update

It’s kind been a while since I posted one of these. My weekends have been quite busy and with the new job starting and stuff, it pulls me away from updating you guys and girls on what’s happening.

anger-inside-outI’m doing well, mostly. I get a bit irritated with some things that have been happening though. One of the major things is that my partner has found sure-fire ways to make me angry in the same ways that my ex did. I’ve had to pull out the “stop before you make me lose my temper” card. I usually don’t have any problem with anger but the right amount of poking and prodding will get me to that point. Actually, it takes a lot for me to get angry. So, I have to congratulate him for getting to that point.

Today was a good day for Pico though. He was eating from my hand earlier. I think he still hates me a little though. <3

That’s the update for now. For some reason, my birthday post didn’t post when it was supposed to. (It was last week!)

Oh, and if you haven’t seen Inside Out, you really should. 🙂

Happy Birthday to Me

rainbow birthday cake

Happy Birthday to Me

Another year has gone by! It seems just like yesterday that I was in the USA celebrating my birthday with my family. I miss their faces. My friends here make the days before and after my birthday pretty awesome, so it’s okay.

I hope this year is awesome for me. I plan on working at least 20 times harder than I have for the past few years so I can do some really fun, interesting, and adventurous things later. Oh yeah, then there is the retirement thing too! Haha.

I kinda miss my 20s already, but no need to dwell on it. My 30s haven’t been particularly that great, so let’s start that now, right? 🙂

Bye for now, and I hope to be around for a lot longer!

(I kinda tried to post this when my birthday happens in the USA.)

November Thanks: New Opportunities, Old Career


This is actually a card that I didn’t make. You can see the card here. 🙂

This is one kind of blessing sent to me at the end of the month! This is pretty much a last-minute thing…

Today, I was given a new job opportunity that is with my “old” career (the one that doesn’t get mentioned much here). Of course, I took it for several reasons.

First, for the first time in a long time, I will have a set work schedule and mostly set hours. It’s something I have been wanting for a long time.

Second, it’s a huge challenge. It will require some really hard physical work, but in the long-run, I believe that it will make me a stronger person. And I also believe that it will make me better in my career if I work hard and do my very best.

Third, it’s in a really convenient location. It’s about 1 kilometer (or 0.62 miles) from home. I don’t have to drive.

Fourth, they are willing to work with me in my future plans. I was upfront with what I wanted to do and they accepted that and told me that they hope I can stay on board through it as well. (This includes improving my qualifications.)

The thanks? I’m happy that this little surprise fell into my lap when it did. I can’t take all the credit though. Someone told me about the job opening and I applied. Then, I got it! I’m just excited to be able to have that stability in my professional life again.

I will move forward, work hard, and do my very best and BE the best I possibly can. I feel like it’s a second chance to get my act together in regards to this career.

Thanks, new opportunity, for falling into my lap last week. Though you stressed me out over the weekend, it was well worth it!

November Thanks: Thanks, Me!

I took a leave of absence during the weekend (for my website) just so I can sit back and enjoy life a little bit. Of course, enjoying life meant attending a dinner party wearing a gold sequined dress and being pretty drunk at the same time. I kind of woke up the next day not thinking much about it because if I want to wear a dress, then why the fuck shouldn’t I? No one really cared anyway. They just complimented me on it. What had really happened is that I attended this thing at the last minute and didn’t really think to come prepared in a suit and tie. I do like wearing suits and ties every once in a while though, but I just didn’t have one with me, obviously. I borrowed a dress instead.

If you don’t really know me very well, you would know that I am a little bit shy when it comes to being around big crowds so it takes a little bit of wine (not much, sadly) to step out of my shyness. So for me to get dressed like that and be in front of people, was pretty bold of me. I don’t particularly like wearing dresses and I don’t look very flattering (especially with facial hair and hairy shoulders), but I did it. That’s pretty big. The people I was around were either in the same field as my main career or they were in the creative field. So yeah…

I’m not really sure why things like this make a difference. I don’t think it’s bad, harmful, stupid, or whatever to step outside your “comfort zone” every so often. If you want to wear a dress, fine! If you want to wear a kilt (which looks really good on some guys!), do it. Why not, right?

It was a lot of fun though. It wasn’t so much fun the next day when I have a hangover and felt like I hadn’t slept in a week. (I slept for 11 hours last night! Incredible. I finally woke up after I had a dream that the elevator I was in stopped working and fell to the bottom… in water…).

I guess in continuing (kinda) with my thanking theme, I can say that I am thankful that I don’t really care about the typical gender roles that I grew up with in the southern USA. I am me. And I am thankful that I am me. Sometimes I am weird. Sometimes I am crazy. Sometimes I’m shy. Sometimes I won’t eat meat. Sometimes I drink a thimbleful too much of booze. Sometimes I wear people’s wedding dresses or dinner dresses. Sometimes I like being that way. Just think how boring the world would be if I was like everybody else.

Pictures or it didn’t happen? It happened. And I was tagged in Facebook posts. Pics aren’t going to be posted here. Let’s just say that it was very unflattering! My mom was particularly excited. We joked around with it a bit but I said “You know I like pushing people’s comfort zones!” and then she said “Yeah, gold is definitely not your color”. I said “You know what? Dresses aren’t my color!”

November Thanks: Happy Thanksgiving


Happy Thanksgiving! Around this time of the year, Americans are celebrating Thanksgiving. It’s a great time to be around my family but since I was there last year, I am staying in Australia. I don’t do Thanksgiving here but it doesn’t mean that I can’t show some kind of thanks for all the things in my life. I’ve documented a lot of them over the past 3 weeks. It’s not everything though.

Anyway, even if you don’t celebrate this holiday, I hope you take some time today to reflect on the great things in your life, and also, the things that you have or the things that have happened to make you stronger.

That’s all from me for now.

No Turkey For Me Today

It’s Thursday, and you know what that means, right? It means that it’s Thanksgiving here! And you know what I am going to be doing about it? Absolutely nothing!

No Turkey pic

No turkey for me. I’m not a vegetarian/vegan. I just don’t see why I should. And you know what? I’m okay with that!

The holidays never have the same feeling when I’m overseas, especially in a place where it doesn’t even exist. The weather isn’t even really great at this time of the year too. Well, actually, it’s still quite cool but I can’t really see myself cooking a turkey in an oven that has a mind of its own. I do like turkey and just thinking about it makes me a little hungry for it. Anyway, it’s just another day in Oz.

I don’t really feel that bad about it though, actually. I mean, sometimes I do miss American traditions and holidays, but I think I would be much more upset if I was over there and not able to celebrate them if that makes sense. Christmas isn’t even the same over here without my family and you know something? That’s okay. I get lonely for about 30 minutes, but then I do something fun (if I’m not working) like eating hot dogs for dinner and playing games. I do value my alone time and kinda get on edge when I don’t get that every so often.

Not that I have a huge problem with the politics in my immediate family, I think if I went to my grandmother’s house, it would have been really… interesting.

Anyway, it’s business as usual. In a few hours, when it turns midnight in most of Texas, another post will be coming. I have a pretty busy weekend coming up that goes from Friday until probably Monday. I am not sure whether I will post this weekend or not, but we shall see, hmm?

Hello, Pico!

picoI mentioned a while back that I wanted a pet and I was looking at possibly getting a cockatiel. Well, over the weekend, I went to the pet store and picked one up. The bad thing is that he wasn’t hand raised so he’s a bit of a cranky butt. Slowly, he’s getting to be better behaved.

He is an early birthday present from my partner and I guess from myself too. I was actually looking for an Xbox One, but I guess I shouldn’t rot my brain anymore at such a joyous time of the year.

Eventually, I want to be able to take him out of the case and sit in my lap at least. I don’t think he’ll be much of a singer because he’s been awfully quiet. Maybe he’s just shy.

The Naming Process

What surprised me is that when I bought him, the lady who sold him to me asked me if I had a name for him and I said I didn’t. I thought about it for a little bit and wanted to call him Rocky. Then, I was like no, that’s not the best name to choose (for personal reasons). I threw some Spanish names around in my head that included Paco, Pavo, and Pico. At least I had the first and last letter picked out.

In junior high school when I started learning Spanish, we had to pick Spanish-sounding nicknames, I chose Paco. I could have easily picked my own name, but that would have been too predictable and too convenient. I said I wanted to call him Pavo and my partner said that sounds like a peacock’s name and he’s right. That’s the Spanish word for peacock. So I said I’d call him Pico, as in the Linux text editor.

November Thanks: Let’s Be Realistic…

Let me just get that out in the open before any of you expect me to write these every day: That’s not going to happen. 

I should have known better than to say that I would post every day when I was really sure that I wouldn’t be able to do it. Even when I did it, I would sit down and write about five of them, but after I wrote one or two, the quality would go down quite a lot. It’s not that I don’t have things to be thankful for. You’ve noticed that a lot of the things that I am thankful for are small things. I’m so thankful for a lot of things in my life.

My point with this failed experiment is that there are so many smaller things in your life to appreciate. Whether they are the most important person in your life or the fact that you are thankful for a good night’s sleep, it shows you that there is always a little something for you to be happy about. Sometimes it’s hard to see those things, but they’re there. Also, after thinking, you see that even on your bad days, there is someone, somewhere who appreciates you. As long as you’re continually improve yourself and learn to like who you are, imperfections and all, you’re good.

So with saying this, I am just going to post when I can. I still have a few of these posts sitting on the back burner. I don’t think I have the time or energy to post all the missing ones. I’m also sure that you guys on Twitter and Tumblr are probably looking for a break at times.

I’ll still be around, of course. I’m just going to post “realistically”. It’s kind of interesting is that this is the main reason why I stopped doing podcasts–I felt obligated to do it, and I should have known better then. I really should have learned my lesson about forcing myself to do things like this now.

November Thanks: Friends in Australia

This is the week of Thanksgiving, so I thought I would actually say who I am thankful for. Before I begin, I have to say that I don’t want to be throwing around names here because of the whole privacy bit, so if I’m vague or don’t single people out, don’t feel bad.

What a fabulous group of people in Australia! Though I'd love to be their friend, I don't know them. :)

What a fabulous group of people in Australia! Though I’d love to be their friend, I don’t know them. 🙂

I think for anybody who moves to a new country, creating a network of friends is really important. With people like me, that’s usually a bit harder because I am not a huge fan of meeting new people. I’ve always been a bit shy and even growing up, I didn’t really want a huge group of friends. I was happy with my 5 friends and in a way, I still am. People like to joke with me and say that I have tons of them, but though that might appear to be true, there are only a few people who I like being around on a regular basis. I usually just brush everybody else aside.

I’m not going to sugarcoat this but I have to admit that most of my friends here, about 85% of them, were born in different countries. I feel like I better connect to people who are migrants like myself. I like to learn about their culture and what their life was like before they moved here. It gives me reasons to talk about home and to connect on that level. The people who were born and raised here are pretty interesting too and they have asked me about life back in Texas. I like talking about it, as you may have noticed.

There are tons of ways that these people have contributed to my life in one way or another.

If it wasn’t for one of my friends here, I don’t think I would have been able to go see the places I’ve been to. I don’t think I would have had the guts to go alone to these places. Some of these places we have done were places that my dad and I were going to go when he came here. Sadly, that never happened. I felt kind of guilty going without my dad, but I guess that’s kind of impossible now. I am thankful that I had the opportunity to go. Also, this person has gone way above and beyond what any average friend would do. He’s a genuinely genuine guy and I think without him I would have gone crazy and have snapped a long time ago, or probably moved back home by now. I know sometimes I have being a bit of a dick, but I really care about this person a whole lot. 🙂 (And you’re probably reading this, one of my few select friends who know that this web journal exists, so thank you for all that you do for me. I know I can never say thank you enough or sorry for being a dick at times.)

The places in Australia that I have been on my travel page were usually his doing.

I also know other people who have been excellent friends over here but I think the guy above is probably the main one. Not that other people haven’t been absolutely wonderful though, but I think there is only a few people who can get me or understand what I’m like without thinking I’m too much of a weirdo. These people who accept me for who I am, that’s who keeps me sane though I might look like I am insane!

I also have friends around here who have invited me over to their family’s places for the holidays and motivated me to keep going to the gym. He’d also go swim with me when I used to go regularly.

There are people who would happily go on fast food binges with me, every day.

There are just too many people to thank individually. The reason why I am friends with them are so strange, as you’ve seen, but the close ones have always been absolutely spectacular and I’m thankful for every single one of them!

November Thanks: No Food Allergies

As people around my hometown would say, “I never ain’t got none food allergies.”. I guess this is an extension of what I wrote earlier, about my lack of smell and taste when I was a kid. I mentioned there that I had allergies and felt absolutely miserable most of the time, but one thing I didn’t have any allergies to is any kind of food.

roasted-cashewsThat works out really well for me now. I’d die if I had developed some kind of allergy to a particular food like nuts. I can easily eat my weight in peanut butter and cashews, and I really don’t know what I’d do without them. It kind of glues my sanity together here, like the bread in a PB and J sandwich. Mmm… peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

I can’t imagine how difficult life must be for those people who have allergies like that, where walking into a room where someone was eating peanuts would cause them problems. I would hate to be eating something and my throat swell up or something. I’d actually hate to have to buy an Epipen these days and have to use it. (I had one, in case my reaction to my injections didn’t go well.)

So yes, thanks, life, for not making eating totally suck in my adulthood! I’m actually quite happy with this card that I have been dealt.