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Hair Growing Back!!!

I have a slight bald spot behind my head for about a year now. It is about 2 inches long by 1 inch wide. And no hair has grown from that spot at all for the past year. It couldn’t explain why I had such a spot so I decided finally to go see a dermatologist. I went a few days ago and the dermatologist thinks that it can be clear up with some corisone shots behind my head.

Fast forward to a couple days later and some of my coworkers are seeing a little of hair fuzz showing up on the bald area. Very little but enough for people to actually see it now. I am totally excited to see the end results and I hope it will turn out favorably to me. The dermatologist said to follow up with him for the next few months to see if it is progressing.

So now I wait….and hope…..

I’m outz,

C

 

Working Too Hard?

Some days I feel that I work too hard. For the day before a national holiday, everybody’s minds is on holiday mode, thinking of the bbq they are going to, what to wear for the hopefully the nice weather for tomorrow or whether or not they want to go see the fireworks in the city. The bosses to let everybody off a bit earlier since there wasn’t much to do….except for the big reports that was left behind for me to deal with. Instead of leaving early like everybody else. I ended up working overtime again and knocking out few more reports before I head home.

Why do I keep letting myself fall into this routine? Right now, I keep on telling myself that this is for my upcoming trip but deep down, I feel that there a fear that I might lose my fianancial independence and fall back to doing menial jobs. I am on par with people with JD in my department, I still want to go back to school and finish off my BA degree but so far I been advancing in my job so fast in the past two years that school was on the backburner and now for the first time in my life, I feel like I have a purpose and not have too worry too much about the stability of my job, even the the conditions of our job markets is saying so otherwise.

I also feel that I am also afraid of turning out like my father…being dependent of the government and not attaining much in the life. I strive to be as successful as I can and want to become something more than what my parents expect to me. I don’t want to become my dad as much as I love my dad. I still have hopes of achieving my dreams but now more than ever, I feel capacable that I will be able to do it. Funny how a few years time can change your preceptives on life.

I’m outz,

C

 

I Found My Voice Again.

I finally found my writing voice again. For over a year now, I had this blogging block that wouldn’t go away. As soon I feel that I wanted to blog, I stop myself. A lot has happen in my life that I wanted to share but that block prevented me to do so….I think because I was very happy and it was something entirely new and wanted not give up those precious feelings and share those new feelings. I gave up writing for a while in order to give those feelings the privacy it needed and to focus on my life at hand.

Now all those thoughts are coming back, I feel that I found my inner voice again and words can flow more freely, thoughts of life is back into preceptions and I think I can incorporate my thoughts and fingers again and not compare it to what I write for work. It’s nice to feel that I can write again and enjoy it now.

So a few majors things I wanted to share.

1) M and I are living together by ourselves. We live right near Japantown and everything is so accessible. Island living was great but now we have the freedom to go out and do something rather hop onto a bus or car and drive over the bridge into SF.

2) I am planning for my big Asia trip overseas in September. The first time 1) paying for this whole trip by myself and 2) The first time back to Asia in 8 years. and 3) My first real long vacation in my life. This is the first time I have taken 3 weeks off from work to go on a trip. I am so excited about this and this is a big reward to myself for turning 30.

3) I’m finally feeling completely independent. Even though it funny to say that because I live with M. We pay everything equally and we take care of each other. But if somethings happens if we do break up. We will be fine being independent. That’s is a great feeling.

I’m outz,

C

 

Valentine’s Day – Minority Report

Recently I came back from Dallas to spend a early V-Day together. It was actually my very first Valentines I ever had in my life. Yes after 28 years on this earth, I finally have a guy in my life that I actually could have done a Valentines for. So I gave M a theme of chocolates for him. I got him some specially made M&Ms that you can order from online in which you can personalized it, I also got him some fine dark chocolate box and a chocolate / espresso color dress shirt. He got me a teddy bear, a rose, chocolate from my favorite chocolatier and a shirt. All very nice and we had a great Valentine day together.

Dallas is a city in which I don’t think too highly of. Too spread out, too many superficial people with fake attitudes and the food was okay. I did Texasian / TexJapanese food and I can safely say. That is the worst set of Fusion food I ever tasted. It wasn’t worth the price M had to pay for it. But the Tex-Mex I had there was pretty good so that made up for it. Oh and the only touristy thing I did is saw where John F. Kennedy got assainated. Whoop! But the thing I notice the most about the most is how little minorities was around. With me growing up in San Francisco most of my life and knowing what diversity is like. I felt like a fish out of water in Dallas. I felt mostly uncomfortable being in that type of situation and just made me more apperciative of what I have in San Francisco. Lucky me.

I’m outz,

C

 

The Ghetto 108

As some of you know, I have left the nest. Suprising I am doing quite well, maybe because I have been so independent. I live in a great apartment with one of my roommates and an ex roommate at the moment. (Long story with that part will have to write about some other time), I really do love where I live but the bus ride home at times can be too much.

Honestly I never knew what ghetto truly was until I started living here and dealing with the bus ride home at night. The bus ride at home is about 20% professional people, normal people (families) and art students, we are the ones with the gorgeous views of SF and running trails and the quietness; the other 80% are people who live in Section 8 low income housing and people who are in the Job Corp. Basically the people in the Job Corps are also mostly low income people with absolutely no social graces and need to be in the Job Corps to get at least even the most basic jobs in the city. They are actually a bit better than the people who live in the low income housing, since there is only one bus going to and from the island, we all have to take the bus together. Which turn into a huge social and class experiment.

The front part of the bus is usually the people who live on the nice side of the island. Over 75% of us have our earphones on because the back of the bus is where the ghetto people will sit. They will talk really loud and occasionally a scuffle will break out. The front part of the bus will take no notice of it while the back part would be rooting them on. This will last for about 12 mins until we reach to the “ghetto” side of the island in a flash over 70% of the bus will disappear and we will continue on our route. This is the usual scenario that happens about 65% of the time. I am used to it but for people who don’t know about how the island is like. They will be in shock……

I can’t wait until I can take cabs home from work.

On the funner end. I am going to Texas…Dallas, Texas. I am going to visit M for a early Valentine visit since V-day falls on a Wednesday and I can’t go next weekend because of my cousin’s wedding banquet and Chinese New Year. Will report back my experience of Texas next week. I think there might be a mechanical bull involved. *wink*

See you guys next week!

I’m outz,

C

 

Blogging How I Miss You

I’m back!!!

Funny how one year can change a person. After a self imposed one year hiatus from blogging. My creative juices and the passion for blogging once again reemerges. I wanted to start off this blog with all the changes that happen with me this past one year.

1) I moved out. As of August 20, 2006, I moved out of home and living with a roommate now on a place call Treasure Island. Yes it is called that and yes I am still in the city. I got a great view of the city and it is quite quiet here. But I love it here. I love living so close to work because it is only one bus ride away.

2) I have a tattoo. I finally suckered up and got a tattoo of the word “dream” in Chinese/Japanese. Got that tattoo in July. Hurts like hell because I got it on the lower back. Not the best place to get your first one.

3) Still at the law firm. Am up for a promotion that has not been announced to the group yet. Hopefully soon. Good news more money. Bad news I have a later work schedule 3:30pm to midnight once I am fully trained.

4) I am still running. Running has turn to a quite a passion for me. I am determined to do my first marathon this year.

and…..

5) I have a great boyfriend. We met on myspace and he is the best thing in the world to me. I shall affectionaly named him M. We were freinds first and he came out for a visit and things flew off from there. After being single for so long, I finally found a guy who lets me be me. All my goofiness and sarcastic-ness that I have been so lovingly accepted by M. We been going for over 4 months strong and currently he is living in Texas. But at the end of May, he will be moving out here to be with me. I have all hopes that this relationship will last a long time but only time will tell.

That’s it for right now.

I’m outz,

C