what's wrong with my voice?

there's nothing really wrong with my voice per se; however, from working in call centers for almost a decade, i've spoken to loads of people and a couple things have stayed consistent.

1) guys asking me out on dates or for contact information.
2) people who call the companies' 800 numbers and thinking that they've reached an erotic hotline of sorts.

i've always been told i had a nice voice but i don't want to have a MA kind of voice. maybe i can take up voice acting to gain better control of these chords.

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Now playing: 03 - MIKE DOUGHTY - Madeline And Nine
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fun memories

i feel like i've been in a pseudo coma for i don't know how long.

i woke up the other morning coming from a dream where an old, old friend was playing the guitar. eleven years ago i lost contact with that friend and because of that dream, i remembered his name. so, i jumped on facebook and found him; hopefully he remembers me, i'd love to send him a thank you.

i also remembered an old nickname, boorivka (burr-if-kah). hehe.... yes, i was called "mole" and it's not 'cause i'm a little rat. i was called that because of the mole on my face. you'd think i would've been called something else since my "anita" has the same amount of syllables.

oh the picture above is of me and my cousins. from left to right there's mary, me, joseph, and sarah. i actually remember that day and what's on my lap. someone had given me a cabbage patch kids tv tray.

i'm patiently going to wait for more memories to randomly come my way. this is fun. ^_^

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Now playing: Tech Itch - Stack (Hive Remix)
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mixed blessings

i've been stuck in a contemplative state for a couple days now.

see i got 2nd degree burns (warning: this pic is UGLY), on my thighs, the other day when preparing some Kraft EasyMac for myself in the office. evil!

kraft easy mac - single servings that includes a portion of macaroni and a mixture of processed cheese and milk powder. Unlike the boxed version, it is designed to be prepared using only water and a microwave in 3 minutes and 30 seconds. Instructions are included on each individual packet. Recently, Kraft released new additional flavors and sizes of Easy Mac, meant for varied appetites (the original version is small enough that a standard serving for an adult consumer was actually two packets).

now, if i had sensation like the rest of the world out there i would've been crying, popping the painkillers, and insisting to leave work to head to the hospital. well i'm not normal. i sat through the rest of my shift with the burning sensation, went to he mall, had dinner with a childhood friend, hung out catching up on old times, and went to sleep. i saw a little bit of the damage when changing to the PJs but it's amazing how it looks the next day, in the daylight when you're actually awake. thankfully i had already had the morning off for hospital appointments; but, after nurses who were treating me for other issues saw the burns they had to check with the doctors to verify that i could receive my treatments.

the first nurse set me up with an appointment to see the minor injury clinic because she was worried about me. i may have flabbergasted the doctor because i wasn't requesting a prescription for the pain. it feels like lil tingles to me for such a big icky wound. the poor doctor kept returning to check, double-check, and triple check my answer to the pain killers.

i feel the pain but i don't belive i'm feeling the full-extent of it.

1. i've broken a couple wrist bones when i was a child and still went to class to take a test.
2. i fell, broke a rib and returned to work right after. only going to the doctor because my chest was moving all funny like.
3. i've broken a leg and still kept on trying to walk. i actually went out to dinner and followed that with some sleep to see if the leg would be better in the morning. nope, it was broken and i got it casted.S

those are just a few incidents where having a good sense of pain can come in very handy.

i don't blame this all on ms. part of it can very well be from how my father raised me to deal with pain. i.e.: as blood is pouring down my leg for a cut i was told to make/use a tourniquet and go on with whatever i was doing, it'll get better. he was a military man trying to raise his eldest daughter as a son. wheee!

is it a blessing to not feel the brunt of these thorns at my side or is it a curse because the pain is a good indicator of when i should seek professional help?

good handicap seats?

it was ry's birthday yesterday and i guess the ticketing agent wanted to be nice and upgrade his seats for his birthday. not only were they upgraded, they were wheelchair accessible.

i haven't had seats with this great of a viewing angle since i worked for the sf ballet and was given center balcony seats to see othello with my best friend.

note: i didn't zoom in for this picture. this is how the game looked from our seats. :)

oh, here's the game recap:
Sharks Remain Unbeaten at Home, 3-1

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if you're wondering how i'm holding up from the past weekend -- i'm working on getting through it. i believe it takes time and prayer, not memory loss to make it through.

Prayer does not change God, but it changes him who prays. ~Søren Kierkegaard

how'd my weekend go?

it had an upside.

i got to see family that i haven't laid eyes on since '94. yep, that's way long ago and it's not like they live in another country. they're in SoCal.