depression = anger turned inside
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min, buttery, kids and my old dad and nickie

Monday, May 21st, 2007

busy busy busy day today. went to long beach and arrived to my friend MIN-MAY’s house by 9:30. i brought croissants that my family buys from this donut shop near the house. i know what you are thinking, donuts? croissants? how could it be good? believe me, it is. it’s flakey on the outside and buttery on the inside.

her kids were sooo funny. when i arrived, they were all acting she, but after about 15 minutes … they were all over the place showing off because there’s a guest (me). the funniest thing happened. nicolas the eldest wanted to show me how much money he had so he grabbed his piggy bank. in the mean time, steve told MIN-MAY that he’s not replaced the money that they “borrowed” when they needed cash and didn’t have the time to go to the bank. i felt so bad, because nicolas can count! poor innocent boy! i’m like: MIN, you guys need to have emergency money around so you don’t have to use your kid’s money!

after awhile, MIN-MAY wanted alone time without the kids so we headed over to the cerritos mall. we went around nordstroms. we made the executive decision not to buy her daughter abby 7 pairs of underwear for $20. my goodness! i never got underwear from nordstroms when i was a kid!

i headed out at about 2:15 to pick my dad up. we were going to watch hot fuzz. it was actually good. it was a mix of comedy, action and gore. the movie was english i think. the humor was different from that of american humor. it was just a little different.

then my dad and i bought a new cpu and some doggie stuff because i’m bringing our old miniature doberman. when i say old … i mean old. she used to be an indoor dog until my nephew andrew was born. then nickie bacme an outside dog. well, drew is turning 12 this year so nickie has to be at least 16. in dog years that’s a lot! she’s got white hair now. can’t hear and has problems walking. i’m taking home with me so i can take better care of her.

I SAW MY OLD DAD TODAY! well, kinda. well, a good long glimps. he was laughing and i was talking. whenever my dad and i are together, i catch him up on everyone and everything. my friends especially if not the daily going ons of my day to day. my dad’s mood kinda changed when i talked about starting a business. he says he’s worried that i’m not ready to take something like that on … especially since i’m just starting to do better. i had to reassure him again that i’m only going to take calculated risks and that ultimately, the stresses of working for yourself is more motivating than the stresses that you get from working for another person. at least for me. at least right now.

i’m glad i saw my old dad again. he’s five years older since he was first diagnosed with major depression and hospitalized for his suicide attempts. i bring that up because he’s a bit slower. so i don’t exactly have my old dad, but what i was able to see makes me happy.

pictures of MIN-MAY’s kids:

abby/nicolasabby/nicolasabby/nicolas

this entry is written without any energy because i only had 5 hours of sleep last night. i couldn’t sleep. lot’s of things floating in my head. it’s 9:30 pm and i can hardly keep my eyes open.





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