What a great dessert!

What a great dessert!, originally uploaded by Margeeboo.

a chocolate martini is the best dessert EVER!

im emo. leave me alone.

(you were warned. if you read beyond this, dont hold it against me).

oh darn what was i thinking? this was my second failed attempt to write something heartfelt yet here i go again my angst is blown by the wind of winding words because of writing down a warning note on top of this post. *sigh!*

what i wanted to say really was this... i live for the future and not for the past. every little thing i do at present builds for my future. i dont regret decisions that ive made, and i dont hold back decisions for the future because of someone or somebody else. i work to a better future because of me and no one else.

thank you.

Glee Episode 8

ive watched this episode alone like 5 times already, 4 times today. I cant get enough of it!!! these two videos are from Episode 8, and im like a teenie screaming how hot these two guys are...


Matthew Morrison dancing here is really H-O-T. he isn't really "my guy" (coz that title goes to Cory Monteith) but this made me really giggly here. (plus there was also this vid on YouTube where Matthew was in New York with glasses and a Mets baseball cap!!!)


Mark Salling singing with a guitar? H-O-T! what more can i say? (I hope Cory gets to sing with a guitar too some time).

one day i was watching TV...

one day i was watching TV with Izzy. I was watching one of the Yankees vs Angels game that day. I was rooting for the "red" team, the Angels, but when Jeter was on the plate, I cheered... "Jeter! Jeter!"
Izzy looked at me and asked, "why did u call him cheater?"

i laughed! LoL!

Photos of...

 so i checked my Flickr today and saw a new bright yellow "new" on the Your Friends and Family area. its called the "Photos of" link. i usually dont tell you anything about Flickr, but i laughed as soon as i saw this. This was exactly what i was thinking some three or four weeks ago. you know when you get to tag friends on Facebook and then it gets linked to them? this is how this works too. its not that i want it, this is actually the exact thoughts in my mind weeks ago:

"good thing Flickr hasnt submitted to the social networking gig on tagging. dreadful."

and now, Flickr failed me. oh well.

From baby piggy bank

From baby piggy bank, originally uploaded by Margeeboo.

before i lay myself to sleep, i at last took off my work clothes and put on my jammies. i found this inside my pocket, a purple wooden butterfly from a three year old kid today from work. i smile and realize why i like what ive been doing. these little kids are such darlings that they take out the worries and the stress from your day (even if the parents of other kids are such snobs).

Baby Piggy Bank, that's what I call her right now. I started to see her in the office when she was a tiny little peanut. She was born on my birth month, and her age is the length of time ive been in the office. So i literally saw her grow up. The time she started walking, started talking, and started talking clearly. Then just recently she went to the office and told my coworker that she was a piggy bank because she swallowed a penny. oh how cute that was when she said that! and today she graced my day by jumping up and down the hallway, excited to see us, and then she was brave to take her needle, though she cried a bit. she said goodbye still and asked her grandma, "could i wash my hands?" after seeing the sink. awww... how cute.

there are other kids who are darlings like her. there are boys and girls who give you hugs, even teenage boys who give you a hug after they get their vaccines. little girls who want to stay with you and "help" you out with your work, or adolescents who just tickle your funny bones by telling you some silly story or two. and how can i forget those moms who tell me im calm, or who tell their kids, "look at Ms. Margaux, she's still smiling right now." or those who understand and defend you with your work without asking them too. I thank God I've met them all. =D

After 13 innings, the Yankees go to the World Series

 This post has nothing to do with that, or maybe just the headache that I woke up to this morning. I didn't get to wait until 13 inning, but by the 10th, u knew it was gonna happen. Anyway, didn't I say I'm not going to talk about them? (cheers: Derek Jeter, Woohoo! *j/k!*)

I'm blogging because I had two weird dreams last night. I think I got dehydrated that's why I had those dreams. They're weird.
First, setting was my elementary school. There's an event and I was invited together with a writer friend. But then this guy is with me too. And my mom was there too. Then the event had a special guest. That politician that I truly hate. As much as I want to diss this politician, it isn't a proper forum for that. But then he turns to me and talks to me about my fleece jacket. Damn it! He's talking non-sense. I turn around and gracefully excused myself, and my writer friend talks to him instead. The guy and I toured my school, and I showed him my old classroom. Then bodyguards of that politician were looking for us coz we're invited for dinner and I decline. They don't like that reply. We ran off.

Which gets me to dream #2.

We rode a car with my friends. Ended up at this park going to my old neighborhood. A guy with a katana sword slashes mad anyone he sees. Crazy. Then I was afraid he was going to run to our van and just go mad. It then he hurts this guy who then gets a hold of the sword and does some crazy self defense and gets to kill the other guy with that sword. Like Kill Bill, open wounds and loads of blood. Ah crazy.

I can't believe I have crazy dreams like that.

my fave "Glee" version so far...