I've marked this date weeks ago!
September 22, 2008.
My most awaited night. Why? Why because it's the premier for Dancing with the Stars!!!
For those who don't know yet, I love to dance. I love dancing. I blew hundreds of dollars when I went to Arthur Murray School of Dance and I know it's worth it.
So yeah, I'm a dork like that. :)
I finally have a social life!!!
Last night was fabulous! I had dinner at La Fiesta with my friends, Andrea and Courtney. I just don't consider them as my workmates, they're my friends and they're really awesome.
We had a great time just chatting away and being crazy.
Oh, and did I mention that the purpose of having dinner at this Mexican restaurant in Maine Street was to see Andrea's crush as well? He's really cute and from what we've heard, he's straight edge.
Well, he used to be this crush of mine too (like a long time ago, Andrea please don't kill me lol), until I learned that he was 18. Too young, butI digress.
What cracks me up the most was he was our waiter last night and everytime he'd come near our table, Andrea and Courtney would go crazy silent. I had my back on him so I really have no idea what's going on and I'd just keep on blabbing until I realize what the awkward silence was all about.
It was hysterical. I was nervous for Andrea and I was watching myself so that I won't say something really stupid.
Anyway, we gave him a huge tip and Andrea's phone number written on the guest receipt!
Andrea instinctively went in the bathroom because she doesn't want to be a part of Courtney's insane but ingenious idea.
As we were walking out of the restaurant, we made sure to tell him that the tip on the table was for him. I also "planted a seed" saying he should come by to Starbucks and we'll (or Andrea will) make him a Caramel Macchiato!
and the seed shall grow...
To Andrea and Courtney, you ladies are fantabulous! Cheers!
It hit me like a "whoa!"
I finally got the sign I was looking for. An answer. So I'm letting it go and letting it flow.
And as if the sign wasn't enough, I found this too...
crossing my fingers
I'm over analyzing things. It's eating me alive.
I just don't want to appear like a freak. But at the same time, I know that if I don't do it, I will regret it for the rest of my life.
duct tape across my lips
Yesterday was another tough day at work. What makes matters worst was that I did not even see it coming.
I had a serious talk with my manager and yes, it was all about the gossip.
It sucks to be accused of being involved in the gossip chain, when I'm the one who's being talked about. It's my private life that's being exposed out there for people to feast on. Yet, somehow, she said, all the gossip leads back to me.
Of course, it leads back to me. I'm the one they're talking about!
I learned that even if I don't say anything, people will still put words in my mouth. Their distorted perception just adds fuel to the fire.
To top that off, there was an incident with a supervisor and a customer. I was merely a witness and had to apologize for the mishap. You know, customer service. I just can't shake off what she did but still, what I did was apparently wrong because I got involved.
I honestly don't know what to do now. I feel like I'm walking on egg shells and I have to watch out whatever I do or say. I've never felt so restricted and so edited at the same time.
