I honestly don't know what is wrong with the NuTang clock, but I wish I could set my region so I wouldn't have change it everytime I tried to blog something. It's off by almost 4 hours.

Anyways, I'm training someone new at work, butttt I'm not supposed to be online while doing it. Blog about it later. He's weird.

--Edit 12.4.2009 11:15 am--

Ok, nevermind, supervisor took him on a ride. New guy is cool, has the South-African accent, military tracking specialist under his belt, yet has kind of an ADHD/ADD thing going. When he interrupts you with something, he doesn't stop until he finishes his sentence. Even when you are STILL talking after he interrupts you, he keeps talking. He doesn't speak over you, where it seems like a battle of volume, just at the normal levels of speaking and oddly enough, instead of trying to raise your voice and make yourself heard, you do the same thing: speak at your normal levels even though he has interrupted you and is speaking. I guess it just somehow has an effect on people where you don't wanna be rude, but wanna put in a point before you forget, and because you are so kind about it, no one really yells over you. Odd.

So I find myself stepping up to talk to a lot more people now. It feels different as I naturally like to stay a bit sheltered because 1) I am shy and 2) I usually can never find good conversation topics. As of late though, I realized that I don't really have anything to lose unless they don't respond back to me or respond with no type of interest. I was successful introducing myself to a BUNCH of people since this last week and it seems kinda fun just to shoot the shit with new random people. I've never really been one to do that because I was always a really big social outcast from all the stuff that I've experienced: from lost friends to backstabbers. I choose my friends wisely based on experience, but I forget to remember...time has changed people. Give the benefit of the doubt, just don't give it all.

Yes, hiatus. I tend to do that a lot. I guess there are some points in my life not worth spurting about. Or, as the case was this last hiatus, some nosy people (aka my ex-gf and her best friend who is equally probing) was overly critical about the things I had to express. As I left here, I kept a physical journal about things I had to let out and things that had happened. Well, she (my then gf, now ex) went through that, too, and blew up all kinds of things. Sadly, I didn't find out from her and I don't think that she knows that I know that she went through it. She probably thinks she got away with it and thinks I'm stupid. She's come across it a couple of times and asked me what it was, and I said it was old journal news. And then a few months later, some drama happened. Then a few weeks later after that drama, I wondered where she could've gotten this all from. I asked her if she ever read my journal, she denied obviously and went on her rant about her respect of privacy blah blah. A few weeks after that event, I claimed I lost the key and was gonna toss away the journal. Then poof, she revealed to me she was a journal locksmith! And then I knew for sure she had went through it cuz it was effortless for her to pick that lock. I take longer on a bedroom door lock with my tools! Yeah, but I played it off like "OH THANKS!" Whatev.

I searched nickname on google and I've found it everywhere! Here on nutang, bboyworld, and for some reason, there was even one for World of Warcraft. Really? I don't even play WoW.

--Edit 12.4.09 11:46 am--

Kind of pointless making another post about this, but this lady that I used to know that lived in the old community worked for our company. One day, she came to my new post as a trainee. Well, after the initial training period, she came in always smelling kinda...funky. Not like, no shower or anything, but like she smelled like a bottle of that old people perfume fell on her head and spilled all over her. Then she wa accused of drinking on the job, which I just said I wouldn't know, I don't work with or near her. This was about 4-5 months ago until they relocated her for constant complaints of her drinking. Today, I get a call from a friend/supervisor that she had just gotten fired from the company for blowing into a breathalyzer and results came up as a 2.4 BAC...while at work. Legal limit in California to even be on the road is 0.8 BAC. I always knew she was a drinker, but I didn't think she'd bring it to work, nor would I think she'd drive to and from work on that high of a level. There's kids that ran around here for God's sakes. I'm so disappointed in her. 2.4 BAC while at work.

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I didn't know hitting escape twice would delete your whole entry. Well, now I know. I was just gonna go on about CoD: Modern Warfare 2. I beat it in about 5+ hours, kinda short, but it's the first heart wrenching game where I've been afraid to die in-game lol. Eh, I'll type something up later.

And another thing I didn't know I could still do (other than beating video games in 2 days) was a wall flip. Coaxed by a co-worker that she didn't believe I could do it, I ran 2-3 steps up and flipped off in my work clothes (white collared shirt with tie and work slacks and dress shoes) She got pwnt. And owes me lunch. And me - I feel awesome.

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