August 23, 1998 in my old college apartment in San Francisco (That's me on the left)
I can't believe it's been that long since that photo was taken! Do I look any different?
Under My Bitchy Exterior
The other day, a close friend says to me, “I am really happy that you are my friend. I enjoy talking with you, and I think you are a very caring and nice person under that bitchy exterior...If I were a straight man...I would fall head over heels for you! I just want you to know how much I appreciate your friendship...."
That is the nicest thing anyone has said to me lately. So, it has been confirmed once again that I have a bitchy exterior. Should I be proud of being a tough cookie that no one dares to mess with?
What to Do for My Birthday?
My birthday is coming up in less than two weeks. I will turn 31st in case you’re wondering. Damn! How / when did I become this old?!?! It was only yesterday when I reached a quarter century old. Not sure if I want to plan anything for this year’s B-day since 31 is not exactly a milestone as marking 30 or what- have-you.
I know I’m definitely aging because my music taste has become “old school & today’s R & B.” Listening to 98.1 Kiss FM in San Francisco not only cures my homesickness but also curbs my craving for good music! Hearing Al Green’s “I’m Still In Love With You” or “Let’s Stay Together” always makes me wanna dance! I wonder if kids today know who the heck Al Green is?!?!
You won’t believe this! I just check through my closet and realize that some of my wardrobes are ten years old. Maybe I should try them on and see if they still fit me like a second skin. Did I intentionally save these clothes so that I can feel nostalgia every so often for the good old days? Or did I secretly hope that I could still fit into them when my 10-year-old fashion makes a comeback?
If no surprises, it looks like I’ll be in Taiwan for the next three years. I just signed a 36-month contract to be one of the hosts on a soon-to-launch home shopping network. Unless they fire me for poor performances, I’m there for 3 years.
Gosh…it sounds like a lifetime, doesn’t it? The fact is that I have nothing else lined up. So, I figure it might be fun to try out TV but now I end up with something long-term. I don’t think I ever had the same boyfriend for more than two years. On the other hand, I never thought I would survive my radio job for more than a year and I was there for five!
The next three years will be interesting. This is going to be more than a test of my already-lacking patience and stamina!
