Second Serve

Coco Chanel on Lifetime!

2008-09-11T13:50:00.005-05:00

Two more nights!

Premieres Sept. 13 at 8pm. Must watch, girlfriends!!!

sanity saviors

2008-08-04T03:53:00.001-05:00

After memorizing ALL the bones and ALL the muscles in the human body (and getting a crispy C on both practicals), here I am, 4 in the morning, planting them fuckin' spinal and cranial nerves in my completely shabby memory. Then I log on Facebook to check my shit and what do I see? A new version that seems to be like MySpace on steroids. I spent about 15 minutes trying to figure shit out and I was about to lose it...

Until I saw this magnificent photo taken in boytoy-heaven.

Marat and Rafa? WTF! Where was I?

4am...

2008-07-23T03:53:00.002-05:00

It's been a while since I slept earlier than midnight. I initially thought that it was just my bodyclock acting all bitchy from all the traveling, but I've been stagnant at home for about a month now and nothing seemed to change! Also, for the past couple of days I have been sleeping on or minutes after 4am. The first night was excusable. My cousin, a family friend, and I went to a salsa club (shameless plug: pictures here =P), and obviously the adrenaline (even from just driving them all over the town) kept me up for a while. Then last night, I had a test the morning after, I was therefore procrastinating until, yep, 4am. And here we go again... it's exactly 3:55 as I'm typing this. Oops. 3:56. So does this mean I only have 4 minutes left 'til I get knocked out??

How is it that I'm presently a "medical" student yet I don't know what's happening with my body. OMG! Is that you, insomnia?? Fuck off! I'm over you! I've moved on! Leave me alone!!!

Color Blind

2008-07-19T23:27:00.004-05:00

I was on my way home from Dallas taking the regular route I go through whenever I bring my mom to work and back. Normally, I would take a left at Northwest HWY from Harry Hines but when I saw those dreadful double red arrows, I quickly changed lanes thinking that I would make it home in a shorter time if I went straight and took Royal lane. But just when I was about to make a hoorah at the gas pedal, my brother yelled "REEEED!!!!" as I frighteningly stopped... IN THE MIDDLE OF THE INTERSECTION. ON A RED LIGHT. Oh, and it doesn't stop there! There were cameras all over the place!! This is it... I'm officially a criminal!

So what does a dumbass do? A) cover her mouth in shock (while still in the middle of the fucking intersection!), b) apologize to the neighboring cars who THANKS-BE-TO-GOD didn't hit her ass, and c) take the car out of the way. Seriously... what was I thinking???

Obviously, I will be getting a ticket soon. Now what I want to know is if this will affect my previously clean driving record and if my insurance will mercilessly punish me. Commuting geniuses, help!!! And what sucks harder? I don't have a job right now! What do I pay the freaking ticket with?? Um.. does the government take VISA?? Just kidding.

iPhone vs. Blackberry

2008-07-14T20:02:00.000-05:00

Misty: Hey Kai its Misty I just got a new phone save this number k?
ME: Woot! New phone! I hope it's not the iPhone 'cuz I'm gonna be so jealous!
Misty: Oh it is! I stood last night for 12 hours just for this...ugh the hassle!
ME: OH NO YOU DIDN'T!!!

It would be a shame to let go of my ever-reliable Blackberry. We've been together for more than a year! But I just feel like iPhone is my destiny... OMG. I totally forgot that I'm jobless... *pedals back to reality*

Gloom and Greatness

2008-07-07T01:31:00.001-05:00

If you weren't watching Wimbledon Sunday---where the best tennis match EVER took place---where were you? I knew it. You're still with that tramp, aren't you? Or perhaps you're out at Carl's Jr. chewing a disgusting bite of that six-dollar burger. Geez... didn't I tell you that Tennis can and will save our lives???

But anyway... After nearing five hours of grueling ground strokes, three excruciating rain delays, and an incredible dose of unbearable nervousness down to my vagigags... Ladies and scums of the earth, I present to you the new heavyweight champion of the tennis world...

The 2008 Wimbledon Champion and my future sperm donor, Rafael Nadal.
Kidding aside, I look up to Rafa not only because he's an out-of-this-world kind of tennis player. His attitude on and off the court, his overflowing humility, and respect for everybody around him (including a psycho fan like me) make him all the more idol worthy. He never talked about beating Roger Federer unless asked. He didn't even think about grabbing the no.1 ranking unless poking the thought between his eyes. All he wanted to talk about was his childhood dream finally coming true that very fortnight. And look where this goodboy's teeth landed. Right on the cusp of that glaring trophy.

Sure, numbers still suggest that Federer remains the top-ranked player in the world. But with Nadal closing in the gap a couple more inches, it will only be a matter of time until numbers and reality cohesively exhibit what our eyes have witnessed in that classic of a match. Truth is Roger got outsmarted, out-muscled, and outplayed. And even just for this moment, I believe that Rafa truly deserves to be considered the best tennis player in the world.

now we're cookin'

2008-05-27T01:56:00.000-05:00

So... it took me about a month to at least squeeze in a few minutes of blogging time into this celebrity kind of life I have. I am terribly busy that I even feel like I'm the newly crowned American Idol (OMG he really was being literally dragged from one fox station to another). But anyhoots, I'm here now so let's get this thing going...

First of all, I couldn't be happier that the two Davids faced off in the Idol finale. Archey is "an angel" (per the great Michael Johns) and Cook is just nothing less of what an Idol rocker should be like. It could have gone either way, I really wouldn't give a damn. But the fact that we finally get to call a scruffy lookin', les paul bangin', crossword lovin', rockstar our American Idol, is what truly gives me chills.

Thanks Rickey.
Completely contrary to that psuedo rockstar that I once fell for in Season 4. Constantine Maroulis has got this big voice that desperately wanted to rock out but just NEVER really cut the mustard. Let me tell you though that his version of "Hard to Handle" excited my panties, but other than that, I think he's got the gayest vibrato the show has ever heard (think sistah Danny Noriega from earlier this year). OK, you can probably tell that I'm hating on the self-proclaimed rocker by now. Well, guess what. This soapstar wannabe mustered up the guts to proclaim his impressive "gaydar" (which isn't all that superior than mine) when he exclaimed in convincing fashion that little David is heading the 3rd sex direction. Well alright, the kid's got Mariah hands when he's talking and performing, but what the fuck! He's 17!!! I know it's only one year junior of legal age, and in the normal world 17ers already know if they're straight or not. But when you're from the Mormon state and you've got this beret-wearing dad who seems to be your life's puppeteer, then it's completely different! OMG Constantine, you're such an idiot, I can't even explain it.

But anyway... As much as I am head-over-heels in love with David Cook, I really really wished Archuleta won. Simply because I wanted him to be secured of at least some decent success after this. Truth be told, big David doesn't need all the Idol hype you get from winning this reality show juggernut. He's a bonafide rockstar and producers have been drooling over him ever since hearing that emo version of the stalkers' hymn. He didn't need to win it as much as Archey did. The youngster has got this one heck of a voice yet one can argue that he can be challenging to market. (Unless he, all of a sudden, becomes a Jonas brother.) Plus, history shows that runners-up haven't really made it gold as far as sales go, I mean, unless your last name is Daughtry or Aiken (and thank God it wasn't Aiken). But I'm pretty sure this won't be the last time I'll be seeing him (Christmas in the White House, anyone?). I just really hope that the kid gets rewarded a whopping record deal because he deserves it just as much as the winner.

In other news (aka how about you Kai?)...

- I'm gonna be jobless in about 9 days.
- I'm gonna miss my babies soooo much, I want to die!
- I'm going to Los Angeles, Las Vegas, and San Diego for a well-deserved vacay!
- And I'm willing to sell my soul just to get FOUR tickets to the American Idol tour.

Stories about the above-mentioned topics soon...and by soon I mean, um, like in two weeks. ;-)

idol fever!

2008-04-29T22:05:00.000-05:00

It took a while but I officially love me some cookin'!

Rock the docs

2008-04-21T00:57:00.000-05:00

Here's a short list of trendy documentaries coming out this Spring/Summer.

Young@Heart

Click here to watch full film trailer.

When I saw this docu's trailer for the first time, I knew it was gonna be a mega-hit charmer. If you're a movie critic who diminished this choral's aged efforts, then you're nothing but a heartless prick. Fortunately, the guilt was not the only thing that provoked these egotistical critics to give this movie nothing less than a B. Director, Stephen Walker, and this group of senior citizens, exhibited such chemistry, enlightenment, and overflowing charisma to make this documentary a surefire box-office killer.

Where in the World is Osama Bin Laden?

Click here to watch full film trailer.
You know it's a must-watch when Morgan Spurlock--the annoyingly mustached genius behind Super Size me and 30 Days--embarks on an adventure in the Middle East on a mission to capture the most evasive evil fatman on earth, Osama Bin Laden.

Girls Rock!

Click here to watch full film trailer.
Now this one's for all those Jonas Brothers fanatics who feel like there's nothing else more important in the world than those puberty-hitting chiquitos. Girls Rock! is a movie documenting a summer camp of 8 to 18 year olds who would receive music lessons and life empowerment from feminist indie rockers. This is a re-release for whatever reason, and as a feminist (who also happen to ADORE indie rock), I'm glad that there's now a second chance out there for moms and daughters to see this one heck of a docu.

American Teen

Click here to watch full film trailer.
American Teen exposes the stories of each given stereotype there is in this fun, wicked, and vicious temptation island that we all call high school. From the rebels to the heartthrobs, the film covers their everyday adventures that would also include lecture naps, hook-ups, and the tall grasses of Indiana. The state, to begin with, is not the most interesting place to get high schoolers to film a movie. But with the looks of the very enticing trailer, I think we'd be in a Laguna Beach-esque rollercoaster, except with this one, it's completely real. Or so I hope.

Target Lifestyle

2008-04-07T23:11:00.000-05:00

The most recent reason for this wrecked heart and overflowing tears is a man's admission of the inevitable temptation---tall, young, sexy, dancing queen. Simple translation: everything I'm not. It's always a scary situation to be emotionally entangled with a particular someone in this very poisonous society, especially when everything between the two of you is completely loose and vague. Maybe I was expecting this to be the turnaround of what I used to call my "target lifestyle," which is basically the single mom who runs errands from office to daycare in a busy city such as NYC. But, fuck that. Boys will never be 100% faithful and men will never be %100 man enough to admit it. As I spent quality time with Eva this afternoon, I have come to realize that my target lifestyle should stay as is. I've decided that I don't need a guy's opinion to make good decisions, a guy's lazy butt to splurge in my money, and most of all, a guy who would slobber my baby with yucky kisses all over.

If my baby turns out to be this cute then I just need a good-looking sperm and I'm good.

T.M.T.H.

2008-04-07T00:22:00.001-05:00

That has got to be tiring. Checking back on Kai's page, time and time again, only to see the same entry she has posted a couple of centuries ago. Not to mention, the very lame blogger default layout. Friends, trust me, it's just as frustrating, or even more, to be wanting to blog all this time and yet being severely short of time to do so. My life as of late has only been composed of two things: books and babies. It hasn't been easy juggling the two on a day to day basis but I've been surviving. Surviving well enough to blog again. And I truly hope I am back for good.

There really isn't much to share at this point. Besides the fact that I've been quite depressed today. For some inexplicetable reason, I just started to feel so down. I have been banging my head on the wall the past couple of nights because of some complicated instructions my self-proclaimed evil professor provided me for this stupid history paper. And things are finally taking its worthy toll on me. Maybe that's why. Or maybe because Rafa lost in Miami today. Or maybe because I had a McSkillet burrito this morning that I feel so guilty about. Or maybe because the Mavs are sucking this year. Or maybe because I went to Neiman Marcus today to exchange my Dior sunglasses for a cheaper Versace one (I'm so poor I needed all the credit I can get back). Or maybe simply because I'm in my post-menstrual state.

Some of y'all are really lucky. The past five months of your life may have been the exact same life you've been living for an extended amount of time. Me? The past five months have been excruciating! From pooping babies to being in great debt, to my car being always thirsty of fucking expensive gas, to the evil fat history professor, to my best friend at work going back to San Diego, and to getting my delusional heart broken. It's been one heck of a hiatus, y'all! And trust me, I would trade any day of that stretch to have been able to talk to you again. My life recently has just been T.M.T.H., and it kinda sucks to learn that this is the harsh reality of being an adult.

Oh yes, I'm already growing up! Can you fuckin' believe it?