Meebo

Ever since I received my salary review at work, I promised myself that I'd limit my IM usage. Also because my boss said that I need to try to not let 'distractions' affect my daily job duties. Luckily, I was pretty quick to read in between the lines and realize that distraction = instant messaging. My YIM is always on throughout the day. It's the #1 way my boss and I communicate with each other. Can I say lazy. Yup Yup! I guess it's called conserving energy. No need to pick up the phone and waste your breath. No need to walk back and 50 feet back and forth. Very convenient. I also have my Google Chat on occassionally. Only reason is my friends from out of state use that as their primary Instant Messenger. So now comes my main subject: Meebo. What's up with that? What's it all about exactly? Is it really that effective? Well, the only reason I'm so tempted to join is because I wanna see that 'ninja' emoticon! Apparently it's not available on YIM -pissed! A week ago a friend IM'd me with it and all I got was a text that said: (ninja). At first, I thought it was a new slang term. I didn't bother to comment back and ask what ninja meant. I simply blew it off and pretended that I didn't see it. THEN today...my sister and I were chatting on YIM. I was teasing about how much of a wuss she was because she left work early. She wasn't feeling good because she was having bad cramps. Ridiculous, right? Anyway, her come back to me for making fun of her was guess? Yup a freakin (ninja). WTF? So being that she is my sister, I wasn't ashamed to ask her. Then she said it was some emoticon in Meebo that looks like a very angry face. Hmmmmm....perhaps I can just google it.

Perfecting my Side Kick...

It's been a minute since I've taken kick boxing. Finally, I was able to free up some time for it last night. It was my first session with a female instructor. Her name is Cynthia and boy does she kick high! Thankfully, during our last freestyle drill she walked around class to observe our form and answer any questions we may have. When she finally got to me, I asked her how to do an effective right kick. For some reason, I knew I was doing something wrong...I felt it. She was so cool and demonstrated to me step by step. I then realized what I was doing wrong. Here were her tips. #1: Start off with a side fighting stance w/left leg in front of the right leg, #2: Use your arms to gain more momentum, #3: Make sure to rotate your torso to the left as your rear leg comes forward, #4: Raise and point your knee to the target before fully extending your leg. After a few attempts, I finally got the hang of it and it felt so much better. YAY! Thanks Cynthia! You'll definitely see more of me on Wednesdays.

Dating #101

Being single for more than 3 years, I've learned plenty. Even someone as naive as I am can miss the most obvious:

• A guy that asks you what kind of panty you are wearing = Pervert 
• A guy that begs for a kiss and leaves a 5 minute long voicemail = Psycho
• A guy that asks you to have dinner at his place = Booty Call Hunter
• A guy that has a 'Busy'/'Away' IM status but lets you chat with him anyways = Sweetheart
• A guy that constantly talks about his ex = Rebound Seeker
• A guy that smokes weed all day = Loser
• A guy that doesn't make a move on you during a 'sleepover' = Friend
• A guy that walks beside you along the outermost part of the sidewalk = Gentleman
• A guy that lets you eat off his plate = Romantic
• A guy that makes out with you more than he converses = Sexaholic
• A guy that deletes you from his myspace account = Child
• A guy that texts/IMs other people during a conversation = Rude A$$hole
• A guy that slaps your ass to greet you = Wannabe Pimp
• A guy that takes you out to try something new = Boyfriend Potential

Debby Doom's Email

Subject: Health Update Sent: Wed 9/30/2008 9:32AM

Well after 5 1/2 years we have some good news to share The nodules in both of my lungs have started to shrink and my liver is stable (which means no change since April). My family and I want to THANK YOU for all your continued prayers and support. Debby

Share's mood: VERY HAPPY! =D -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------  
Update:
Unfortunately, in 2009, Debby lost her battle to cancer. I was able to say my final goodbye during her funeral. Deb, you will be forever remembered in my heart. Thank you for giving me a new perspective on how precious life can be. One Shot share-bare loves you. You will truly be forever missed.

Yellow Belt Preparation

It's been about a month since I started Kenpo. I'm anticipating for my Yellow Belt test date. Super anxious for it. In the meantime, I'll have to practice the following requirements in order to move up a rank: Types of Kicks: 1. Front Ball Kick 2. Front In Step Kick 3. Rising Knee Types of Punches: 1. Front Two Knuckle 2. Back Two Knuckle 3. Thrust Punch 4. Hammer Strike Forms: 1. 8-point Block 2. 8-point Block with Half Moon Steps & Counterstrike 3. Kenpo #1 4. Kenpo #2 5. Kenpo #3 Defensive Manuevers (DM): 1. DM #6 2. DM #7

Peninsula Habitat for Humanity

Yesterday was good. It wasn't my typical work day routine consisting of getting Starbucks in the morning and sitting at my desk for a 8-10 hours of the day. Every year, my company gathers up volunteers from our office to participate in Peninsula Habit for Humanity. This year, we had the opportunity to help build a 8 unit townhouse community in Redwood City. My day started with meeting my boss' boss in Hayward. She asked to carpool with me since we lived in the same city. I said sure. Can I say I was fake, though? Before she hopped into my truck, I switched the radio station from 106.1 KMEL to MIX106.5. Why do I do that? Was I afraid that she'd judge me by the music I was listening to? Strange. Anyway, we arrived at the work site a little bit after 8:30am. The staff at Peninsula Habitat for Humanity did their Safety introduction and finally assigned us with our duties. Jason and I teamed up once again. When the supervisor announced that our team leader was Steve we were in shock. Like dude! That's the same dude we worked with last year! Too cute. Steve recognized Jason but he didn't recognize me [sad face].

(Brief description about Steve. He is a gray haired Caucasian older male probably in his mid 60s with a tall and very very slender frame. He's very quiet, polite and quite a perfectionist. Whenever Jason and I would fubar, he would just be quiet about it. He's one of the people that when they are disappointed or upset, no words or facial expressions would be necessary. Pretty scary and intimidating. He kind of reminds me of a grandfather you would hate to piss off.)

Our first task was installing insulation pads alongside of a staircase of a 3-story townhome. Insulation is like HELLA itchy. Second task sealing in the insulation with pieces of 2x4's. That was the hardest job. Long after, it was finally lunch time. We had ToGo sandwiches, chips and soda. Yummm! Exactly 30 minutes later...OK - breaks over! I headed off to meet up with Steve. We had to finish off the sealing of the insulation panels. The job was getting more difficult as we were approaching different types of piping inside of the walls. It was very critical that I not nail in my thick 3-inch carpenter nails through the wood and puncture the pipes or else I'm dead meat. He then handed me a power drill and says, "Go ahead and drill your holes into the wood. It'll be alot easier for you to drive the nails in." Ummmmm....Sir, I've never used a drill before. Help! I didn't tell him because, I didn't want to disappoint grandfather. I acted like I had previous experience. I think I played it off pretty darn well. It was sooo fun! I was scared at first but it was fairly easy. Once we were done with the second task, third task was adding more wood to the banister. I have no idea why. Something about dry wall. I didn't bother to question. Final task. Clean up the second floor. This involved clearing up wood chips, wood planks, pieces of insulations, empty water bottles & soda cans, nails, pieces of broken glass, dirt, and saw dust, etc. Gosh, the crew that came in the day before us were slobs! I was sweeping up and sneezing at the same time. Poor allergies. That concluded our work day. I had a good time. I was tired but again it feels good to help a good cause - Building affordable homes for low-income families. It's a indescribable feeling! Oh - I forgot to add. Remember how I mentioned it was the first time I operated a power drill? Well...it was also the first time I literally handled a drill bit. Note to self - Never grab a recently used drill bit by its head. LOL! Jason was switching the drill bit to a screw bit. While he removed the drill bit, he handed it to me with the tip out there for me to take with my fingertips. I immediately took it away from him. OMG! It was HOT!! I screamed and he laughed. The funny part was that I never let go! I was scared that I'd drop it into the pile of saw dust and lose it. I didn't want to get Steve mad... LOL! I should've known. Jason is such a prankster. But, Steve didn't laugh. Gosh - he must not have a sense of humor. That or he really REALLY took his job seriously.

Foot Twin

Just like how Joey from Friends found his hand twin, I found my foot twin! =) I was coming back to work from Jamba Juice this afternoon. I'm standing in the elevator lobby waiting for my elevator. La-Dee-Dah...It was taking longer than usual. Our building security guard, Perry said it was due to (2) elevators being out of order. I had no problem with it though. Like I was really rushing to get back to my desk and work anyways. Elevator #3 finally arrives and I step into it with one dude and one chick. I press '10'. Dude presses '5'. Chick presses '7'. Elevator stops at the second floor. Another chick walks in and presses '15'. I'm devowering my yummy Chunky Strawberry. I then glance at the floor and noticed the chick that pressed '15' was wearing flip flops. I then do a double take. DUDE! Her feet looked exactly liked mine!! What a trip!! The only difference was that she was wearing pink nailpolish. Mine is un-pedicured. But her pinky toe curls downward just like how mine does. I smiled and immediately thought of that episode of Friends. I'm hilarious. Coincidentally, I was wearing open toe shoes so I was able to compare the two. I even discreetly took a step forward so that our feet were in line with each other. That way I was able to examine both our feet carefully side by side. LOL. I know - I'm a dork, right? I thought it was pretty cool. That was pretty random. Oh well....back to work!

Not So Productive Weekend

I had a bunch of plans for this weekend. 1.) Take EJ to his PAL baseball game 2.) Get a smog check 3.) Get a car wash at Duckies 4.) Go to my kick boxing class 5.) Go to the San Francisco Giants game with EJ 6.) Hang out with the girlfriends in Vallejo 7.) Go to San Francisco 49ers Training Camp in Santa Clara 8.) Go to the gym 9.) Have dinner with cousin Marie Jo at Palace BBQ 10.) Work on my updating my website Out of the my list of ten, I only accomplished #1 and #10. Pretty sad. Most of my time consumption consisted mostly of sitting in front of my computer ALL day Saturday. I guess you can say I was in my zone. I'm actually taking a break right now to blog for a bit. Earlier today, I watched two good movies on tv: Dirty Dancing and White Chicks. It's been a while since I've watched Dirty Dancing. It feels so good to watch something that was once your favorite after a long time. Favorite quote of the movie:

"Nobody puts Baby in the corner"

Patrick Swayze was HOT back in the day. Oh Johnnie....(sigh)

Michael Vincent Photography

Well remember back in March, I went to Hollywood to do my first photo-shoot? If so, I totally forgot about posting pictures during that trip. Oops! My bad. Why didn't you remind me?! JK But, all I can say is that it was most definitely an experience to remember. I'm still debating on whether to show my risque Michael Vincent portfolio prints...we'll see. Anyway, it didn't go according to plan. Plan being that I was going to stick with a 40's pin-up theme. I was easily convinced by Tal B (Michael Vincent's wife) to go like all out as in Maxim-ish. If you see the pics, (one is actually posted to my the sidebar of this blog), you'll definitely know what I'm talking about. Big hair and lots of make-up. Yeah...right...so not me. But I did it anyways. It was FUN! Don't worry, I got my second chance with another photo-shoot a month later. And then I did another one two weeks after that. Can I say I was addicted for a hot second? Ha-Ha. Three photo-shoots in a two-month span. Craziness! I'll share them with you soon.

World CSC - Strikers 3 "Best of The Bay"

A friend from high school will be competing in this event. I think it'll be nice to go and show my support. GOOOOOO PHIL! Can't wait. Plus, I've never seen a live fight before. It should be interesting to watch. Check out the link: World CSC Also, I found out my kick boxing instructor, Mike Alfaro is gonna be there, too. He must be really good. We'll see....

Toe Fetish?...umm NOT!

Yesterday my sister, my son and I attended my cousin's company function. It was FREE food so how could I pass that up, right? Anyway, we went to San Jose Municipal Stadium to watch the San Jose Giants play. Weird. I guess there's such a thing as a Minor League...whatever. So we're chillin' on the bleachers and I noticed that my cousin was wearing these sandals that I wanted to buy a couple months ago. While looking at her sandal and feet, I then realized the reason why I didn't purchase them. It was because my pinky toe would peek out of the little hole when I wore it. So while I was looking at her feet and telling her the reason why I didn't buy the sandals, I was touching her pinky toe. I was literally examining her toes up close and personal to see why her pinky toe wouldn't peek out like how mines did. Tell me why was I like actually touching it and trying to yank it out! LMAO. After like 30 seconds of fondling her toe, my brain was asking me, "Share. Why are you touching her toe?!". LOL. I backed up hella quick style. Gross! We were all laughing though. Hella awkward. Anyway, so today I was thinking about toes for some reason. Don't ask why. I have nooooo idea. Found these recent shots my sister and I took after our 4th of July BBQ. Can I say we have no lives?

share-bare's ranDUMB Moment #4

This happened a while ago, but I just thought it was funny. Whatever you do, NEVER, I repeat NEVER try doing lunges while gripping onto side bar handles inside an elevator. I'm assuming it happened to me the day after I had a good workout at the gym. I was probably really sore in the legs, quads or something. One day, I was by myself in an elevator cab at work. I decided to stretch out my sore muscles since I had about a minute to spare before the elevator arrived at my floor. Standing with my back facing the side bar, I gripped the side bars with my two hands. As I was holding on, I leaned forward to a perfect lunge position. Suddenly, the left end of the side bar came lose out from the wood panel. OOPS! I quickly tried to reposition it back into its place in case it stopped between floors. I was in a panic. A screw probably fell onto the floor. Pick it up, Share I said! Too late. The elevator finally arrived at the 10th floor. I had to get out quick! I left the side bar dangling and ran out quickstyle. As I was walking to my desk, I sighed with relief. YES! No one saw me. No one will know I broke the side bar. But then lightbulb! CRAP! I forgot that there was a survalence camera installed in each elevator cab. LMAO!! Grrrrrrrrreat! Til this day, I pray to god that the security guard on duty did not see my video footage. I hope he was on break or something and missed all the action. Either that or he doesn't want to call me out on it and embarrass the crap out of me.

Dreaming of my Own Sitcom

Wouldn't be fantastic if I were to write up sitcom series? That's another dream of mine. That's one of reasons why I started to blog. I need to keep track of all the stupid sh!t I do. Maybe just one day, I will get discovered and get cast for it, too! AWESOME! It'll be like a wannabe spin-off of Friends. Joey Tribiani(sp?) will be my boyfriend and we'll be that very odd couple. Ross Gellar can be my second choice if Joey isn't available. Too cute!

slydial

Are you a member of slydial? If so, you are a coward! LOL! J/K (maybe just a little bit) Check this website out: slydial.com It's hilarious. What else will the world come up with?! Like seriously. It designed for us to use if we ever come across an awkward moment. It's a way to connect to someone's voicemail directly without giving them a chance hear their phone ring or answer. Pretty slick or shall I say "sly". I'm sure we all been there. You know...those times when you have to call someone but don't really want to talk to them so you're praying in your head, "Please go straight to voicemail. Please don't answer. Don't answer..." The site thought up of numerous reasons why you should make use of their service. Now how brilliant is that?! I'm not complaining because it's FREE. LOL. I have not used this as a resource yet. But, who knows. It may actually come in very handy some day in the later future.

Introduction to HTML / CSS

Get ready! I'm about to attempt something I've never done before in my life. That's right people. I'm going to design a website of my own from scratch! Currently, I already have a website called: bare-faced.com which was created by my loving younger sis. But, I want to revamp it. My goal is to get this done by September 1st. Wish me luck. Oh oh! And please feel free to offer me any advice or pointers on how I should approach this. I've already printed a bunch of jibberish codes from the internet. It's time to analyze these over and over and over again until I understand it. It's all about repetition and if I get my brain to memorize the basic rules then I think I should be OK.

Hot Dogs...share-bare's Hot Dogs...

I'm sad. I don't know how I let people get to me, but certain subjects are very very sensitive to me. Example: My stubby toes and fingers A couple weeks ago, my co-worker, I call Diva, purchased us ladies of Accounting a cute ring. It's so funny, she called us her bitches and told us to wear it. Well I gave it a try and ummmm, it didn't fit my ring finger. I then attempted the pinkie finger. Nope, didn't fit either. Everyone at work was laughing at me. You would think after a week or so everyone would forget about the incident, right? Nope, I was wrong. A very mean person named JayJay came into my cubicle a few minutes ago. He noticed the ring next to my keyboard and took it. He asked me sarcastically why I wasn't wearing it since I was Diva's bitch. I just gave him a mean look and continued to work away. Then to make matters worse, he tries it on on his pinkie finger. To both our disbelief, it fit him! WTF!!! He laughed and I whined. End of story. To make matters worse, he announces to everyone nearby that I have man fingers! Can I say TORTURE!?!?  I'm ANTI-cosmetic surgery. But seriously, if I were to change something physical about me, it would definitely be the size of my fingers as well as my wide width toes. Boo! Dad, this is your fault! Damn genetics!

Got My T-Shirt!

Guess what? I finally got my Ploomy T-shirt! I actually got it last Friday. Whoo hoo! Well, I already rocked it out the next day. Can I say excited. Saturday was a lovely day. I ate some good Korean BBQ at Brothers. I also discovered some bad ass hot tea at the restaurant. It was a cross between green tea and thai tea. I had to ask the waitress and she said it was barley tea. My goal for the week is to hit up an Asian grocery store to search for this so called barley tea. Suruki Market in San Mateo will be my first stop.

Yahoo! Music LAUNCHcast sucks

Bitter - Party of 1 Once again, Yahoo! Music LAUNCHcast kicked me out. Apparently, they now limit your usage to 200 songs per month. What's up with that?! So this morning, I get this wonderful love note:

You've hit the monthly usage limit. Upgrade to LAUNCHcast plus to listen with no restrictions.

Nothing is for free anymore. I've been a devoted listener of LAUNCHcast for more than 3 years. LAUNCHcast helped me get through month/quarter/year end close. I'd be boppin' my head anytime some old school song came on. I'd be like, this is the jam...haaaaaaaaaay! (sigh) It was so cool because I was able to customize my radio station by rating the artists and songs. There was even an option called "Never play again". Gosh. What a way to start my Friday. Oh well...life goes on. I'm done venting. Thanks for letting me take it out on you. I'll just listen to Chuey Gomez now on 106.1 KMEL. Hope you have a good day! Happy Friday!

Urban Dictionary ROCKS!

"You learn something new everyday"

That saying is so cliche', but AMEN to that my dear! A few blogs ago, I accidentally came across urbandictionary.com via Google. Honestly, it was love at first sight! I'm learning alot of new slang terms. Woohoo! I really can't wait to use them. Here are a few: trill: true and real combined (originated from Texas) australian kiss: just like french kissing but down under (get it?) bare: equivalent to NorCal's slang term 'hella'. lots of or large amount of something (originated from West London) poopular: popular on the outside, poopy in the inside alculate: The act of figuring out the way to get the most drunk for the least amount of money ...And to my surprise LOL!... interesting: Something which arouses no interest at all. Used to politely avoid admitting this, which indirectly expresses your indifference. Sadly, I confess that this term has been overused in my vocabulary. LOL! I seriously thought no one knew the true meaning of it. Oh well. To all my friends & family that may have heard this term come out of my mouth during the act of conversing between one another - I'm terribly sorry. I hope you are not offended. Love you! ;) Gotta love the web, right?

Update on the UNnecessary tan:

My face is nastily(is that even a word?) peeling. Oh no! Other than that, the rest of my epideral is fine. It has a pretty golden complexion which I'm proud of. FYI to the ladies. Especially to my cousin, MJ. Shiseido Ultimate Sun Protection Cream does NOT, I repeat DOES NOT work! Throw that stinky stuff away MJ! It may be have been acknowledged as "Best of Sephora 2007-Sunscreen" but seriously that was soooooooo last year. It's so not the best sunscreen. I don't care if has 55 SPF! (Yeah, I'm bitter....)

share-bare's ranDUMB Moment #3

My sister decides to bring me to Island Pacific (a Philippine grocery store) in Union City for the first time. We were buying meat to barbecue for our 4th of July picnic. We're at the register paying for our stuff. I was looking at the register monitor as the cashier was scanning our items. The cashier then scans our 2-liter bottle of 7-Up. I'm still looking at the monitor...

share-bare (yells): OMG! IT'S ONLY 10 CENTS!

Renee: What are you talking about? (cashiers gives me a blank stare)

share-bare: Dude, it's 10 cents! 7-up is only 10 cents!!

Renee: Huh?

[before I tell Irene to go run to the soft drinks aisle to grab some more 2-liter bottles...Irene and I both take a glimpse at the monitor again...]

Renee: Share, that's the f**ckin CRV, you idiot.

share-bare: LMAO!! ....Oops

[I look at the cashier]

share-bare: Oh never mind. Keep scanning, I'm trippin'. I'm sorry.

Renee: Don't mind my stupid sister. LOL

The cashier: LOL

share-bare's ranDUMB Moment #2

rolsuno: grow up 
share-bare: i dont grow up...i throw up 
share-bare: oh wait... 
share-bare: lol what's that saying 
share-bare: LMAO ooooooooooooooh sh!t 
share-bare: i dont shut up, i grow up, when i look at u i throw up. 
rolsuno: u sound really wack right now 
rolsuno: u know that 
share-bare: why didnt u correct me? 
rolsuno: cuz i didnt want to 
rolsuno: i want u to feel stupid

share-bare's ranDUMB Moment #1

I go to Ohana Hawaiian BBQ and order a BBQ Chicken & Beef combo plate. I'm standing next to the condiments counter as I was waiting for my food to be ready. I see ketchup packets, soy sauce, etc. For the first time I see "tartar" sauce. I say to myself, "Wow, this place is super fancy!!" But then it dawns on me. Silly Share, it's tartar sauce NOT tar- tar sauce. LOL! Get it??

1st-The Worst, 2nd-The Best, 3rd-The Nerd...

Photo by: Robyn Gallagher I got SECOND Place in The Ploomy Writing Challenge! Yay for me! If you would like to re-read my wonderful article, please click on the following link: Ploomy Writing Challenge Voting --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

[Dating reminds me of the game MONOPOLY. Your main goal is to get Boardwalk. Everything is going well, and then all of a sudden you get a minor setback. You flip that Chance card over that says, “Go to Jail. Go directly to Jail. Do not pass GO. Do not collect $200”. Next, you are blind-sighted by your opponent who takes over and gains possession of Boardwalk. After that, everything just goes downhill and you say f**k it! I’m done!

As a single woman in search of good company, I tend to question myself:

“How come no one ever asks me on a date?”

I think I may know, but I’m not going to make any assumptions. Let me tell you what really is bothersome about the initiation of dating. Honestly, why do we seriously need to rely on the World Wide Web (i.e. match.com, eHarmony.com) to locate a date? I find it absolutely hysterical that our generation’s last resort is “How to Get a Date” via wikihow:

“Step 1: Find Someone You Like Step 2: Make Contact. Start a conversation…”

Wow! I’m not even going to attempt to give you Steps 3 through 9. Are we really this dumb and idiotic? The point I’m trying to get at is that most of us single and available men/women are no longer self reliant on our own actions. The fact that we seek information elsewhere other than within ourselves is very sad and quite disappointing. We have come to the point of emptying our pockets to pay subscription dues. For what? To fill out a computerized compatibility test? What cracks me up is that we will attempt to retake and alter these tests over and over again until we are satisfied with the results we want to see. I’ve done it and I’m sure a few of you have as well. What a waste of time, right? Are we just getting too lazy to think for ourselves? Are we too lethargic (<—-I feel smart using that word) to even go out, mingle, and socialize with the opposite sex? I confess. I myself have fallen into this category. Therefore, it’s time to make a change for the better. Besides, I’m sure we can find more practical ways to spend our taxable dollars. Wouldn’t you agree?

BTW – Don’t start complaining to me how hard it is to meet people. That is just plain bullsh*t. We all know that getting a date can be very complicated but at the same time, it’s simple common sense. Back in the 1950’s, it was unheard of for a woman to ask for a date or to initiate the dating process. The men were supposed to do all the work. In the February 1959 issue of Seventeen magazine, a young man wrote:

“Growing up has taught me one thing: there is an infinite number of ways by which a boy can meet a girl. I’ve also found that once he meets a girl — and becomes interested in her — a boy must indulge in a sly, artful practice called pursuit.” (72)

Nowadays, we women need to recognize that it’s OK to make the first move. Let’s practice the women’s equal rights movement that our fellow ancestors fought so hard for back in the day. No more excuses and definitely no more putting all the blame on men.

To both men & women – I’m not going to list any rules that you should follow because you are all different. I’m not going to tell you the best place to meet someone. I’m not going to tell you how you should ask someone on a date. Lastly, I’m certainly not going to tell you what pick-up lines actually work. All I’m trying to communicate is that we need to just be ourselves and if you see someone of your interest – go for it! Don’t even think twice or hesitate. Dating is a pursuit, so go on girl/boy! Chase it!

p.s. Call me! ;)]

afrodesiac vs. aphrodisiac

Don't get these two words confused! Same pronunciation but total different definition (hey! that's a good line for my next rap song! LOL!) I was chatting with a friend online and he was telling me what he made for lunch: 

rolsuno: Turkey..with lite mayo, swiss cheese, added avocado in there lettuce and tomatos on toasted wheat 

rolsuno: I wanted to add bacon in there..but too lazy to cook bacon. Haha 

share-bare: eat lots of avocado 

rolsuno: Why?

share-bare: they are ANTI-afrodesiacs... how ever u spell it 

rolsuno: Hahaha 

share-bare: is that right? afrodesiac? 

rolsuno: I think so 

share-bare: an african must have made that word up... 

rolsuno: Lol 

share-bare: lol props to the afros 

share-bare: cuz....WAIT! 

share-bare: afrodesiac = an EXTREMELY fine black man 

rolsuno: Lol 

share-bare: stupid urban dictionary 

rolsuno: Hahah 

What I actually meant to type was aphrodisiac!  I had trouble locating the proper spelling and definition for my original intention (another line for my rap song! Can I say - I'm AWESOME!)  I finally found it: An aphrodisiac is an agent which is used in the belief that it increases sexual desire

"It's the simple things in life that we forget..."

I, for one am not a materialistic person. But sometimes, things get in the way and make me to lose focus on life. I just finished listening to an Usher song, Simple Things. Pretty good lyrics, might I add. Just want to spread the word to all that don't forget about those simple things. Don't neglect them either. Remember, money is not EVERYTHING. So, don't be trying to buy yourself some love. It ain't gonna work, buddy. It's the simple things that creates happiness and love. SPREAD THE LOVE! =) muah!

the UNnecessary tan

My face is burnt. Plus it HURTS. Note to self - DON'T ever buy unknown sunscreen brands especially ones that come in aeresol can form. I was at my cousin's house in Sunnyvale yesterday for a full day of swimming. It was so much fun. My favorite two uncles and my aunt were there too. It was the first time in a long time that sunbathing was not my #1 intention. I just wanted to be in the pool and just have fun w/my son, nieces, sisters, and cousins. After 4-5 hours of being in the pool, we finally headed back to my cousin's house to shower and eat some Mexican food. Yummmm! (Sorry, Tito Steve. I know you wanted Vietnamese but we were simply outnumbered). Good Times, Good Times. (pics coming soon)

Thank You! (RE: RUN to the SUN Event)

Thank you to all who joined us last night at Etiquette Lounge. I was very delighted to see a good turn out. Thanks to those who made donations to LAF (Lance Armstrong Foundation). I'm very grateful for having such great friends (old and NEW) who support me. Props go out my DJs, butter B and NeoGeo. You guys rocked it - THANKS SOOOOOO MUCH!! You also matched! Did you call each other and planned it or was it just plain coincidence? LOL! JK! I would like to also mention that due to unfortunate circumstances, the delivery of the (150) yellow LIVESTRONG bracelets did NOT make it to me in time for the event. BOOOO! I was actually supposed to hand them out to everyone that attended Etiquette Lounge. Anyway, sh!t happens. So, if you would like to get one or a few from me, hit me up. These bracelets are sold out in the Bay Area (I checked!). So, you should feel special if you already own one. If NOT, let me be the one to give you one ;)

Share's Discovery (a year or so later...)

I'm oh so busy at work but this is a Must-Tell story I want to share with you all. HELLA hilarious. Like HELLA HELLA! So, as you may know already...I'm wearing a skirt. This skirt has two built-in rear pockets. One on each butt cheek, ok? Ok...so I go to use the restroom to go #1. I repeat, just #1. Instead of unzipping my skirt and pulling it down as if I was wearing pants, I went ahead and did it the lazy way. I just pulled my skirt up to my waist and pulled my underwear down. Blah, blah, I do my business. Once I was done I was having trouble pulling my skirt down. Everytime I tried just pulling it down my underwear went down as well. LOL! So much for shortcuts, right? Well, I finally got my skirt back on correctly, as well as my underwear. "One last adjustment", I said to myself in my head. That adjustment was to fix my back pockets. So, I had to straighten it out by putting my hand into each of them. I reach into my right rear pocket and felt something. It felt like very very VERY soft tissue. I was like WTF?! I pulled it out....LMAO! To my surprise, I discovered a panty!! YES! A freakin panty. I immediately thought, EW, EW, EW! Is this mine?! Is this clean?! Was I with a guy the last time I wore this skirt?! LOL! I unraveled it up and to my surprise it was still smelling April fresh. Yes, it's clean! and NO I didn't hook up with a dude the last time I wore this skirt. Then it occurred to me...this has been the second time this has happened to me! Damn dryer! I don't know about dryers, but they work in miraculous ways. First they hide my socks. Now, they mess with my head and hide my underwear in my pockets! How the hell is that possible?! I'm very glad I handled this discovery in a private and enclosed setting (in a freakin bathroom stall). Worst case scenerio would've been in front of people during a simple conversation. Just imagine how people would react if I were to pull my panty out of my pocket for everyone to see. That would've been embarrassing. So there. That was my laugh of the day. Keep in mind, it has been over a year since I've last worn this skirt. What an amazing discovery, right? It was probably relieved that she was no longer missing. You found me, owner, you found me! LOL! p.s. It's still in my pocket! LOL. I don't know where else to put it!

NEWS BREAK: share-bare wore a skirt to work!!!

Apparently my office mates have NEVER seen me in a skirt. I could have sworn I worn one before. It was sometime last year if I recall - a black pencil skirt. Anyway, I get into work about half hour ago. I'm sitting down checking my email while hearing my co-worker, Diva doing her morning rounds of greeting everyone good morning. Diva walks by with back turned to her and says, "Good Morning, doll!". I turn my head and greet her, "Morning!" She does quick a double take. "Oh my gosh! Turn around...you're wearing a skirt!" I blow it off, "Yeah, yeah...i know".

Diva: Mel come take a look. share-bare stand up! Stand up so we can see your beautiful outfit 
share-bare: No! It's not a big deal. You guys swear I've never worn a skirt before. 
Diva: Stand up! 
Mel: Yeah, stand up. I want to see. 
share-bare: You guys are trippin. I wore a skirt last year! Go away! (JayJay then comes by over to my cubicle) 
Diva: Girl, I wasn't here last year 
Mel: Neither was I. Come on, let's take a look. 
Diva: I want to see what kind of skirt you're wearing. 
share-bare: No, GO AWAY! It's just a plain old skirt. It's old. 
Diva: Oh come on...let's us have quick peek. At least turn around 
share-bare: Nope, I'm not ever getting out of my chair today 
JayJay: What's going on over here? 
Diva: share-bare is wearing a skirt and she won't get up so we can see! 
JayJay: Oooh, I think someone has a date today! 
share-bare: Shut up, JayJay! 
JayJay: share-bare, I think we need to go and walk to Starbucks. Let's go. 
share-bare: Later, JayJay. Now go away people. It's not a big deal. I'm wearing a skirt. Whoo hoo. 

[They all laugh]

Diva: She's looking so cute. 
Mel: Yeah, you look really nice. 
Diva: Well, I just want to say that you look very pretty today.  

[They all walk away giggly.  One minute later,like literally, my phone rings and I answer]

share-bare: This is share-bare
QB: Hey, can you come by my office and check out this invoice?
share-bare: What invoice? 
QB: Some invoice John sent to PAY. I'm confused. Can you come by and take a look. 
share-bare: Sure, I'll be right there. 

[I hang up the phone.  I get up from my chair and walk to her office. As I'm walking in, QB tells me to come take a look at her monitor. I walk closer to her and out of no where, Diva and JayJay pop out from behind her office door]

Diva and JayJay: "GOTCHA!" (LOL) 
QB: Damn I good! (LOL) 
share-bare: I HATE YOU GUYS!! IT'S NOT A FREAKIN BIG DEAL. I'M JUST WEARING A SKIRT. YOU SWEAR I'VE NEVER WORN A SKIRT BEFORE. 
QB: Honestly, this is the first time I've seen you with a skirt. 
share-bare: I wore one last year. It was a black pencil skirt, I think. 
QB: No, you didn't. I would've remembered. 
JayJay: I don't know - A skirt AND heels. Someone's definitely got a big lunch date. Who's the guy share-bare? 
share-bare: I don't have a date! It's gonna be hot today, so I thought it be nice to wear a skirt. Simple as that. 
Diva: Hmmmm, date with a dude at Subway for lunch today? 
share-bare: HUH? 
JayJay: hahahahhahahahah! 
share-bare: Whatever, you guys are horrible. 
QB: I'm going to log this into my calendar. 

[QB begins to type into her Outlook calendar] 

QB: Today, share-bare wore a skirt to work. 
share-bare: OMG - Back to work! I'm never gonna wear a skirt EVER AGAIN! 

She clicks the 'Save' button and turns to me and smiles! I just shake my head with total embarrassment and walk away.

"On My Own"

I'm in one of those corny moods today. I'm sitting here at work listening to Yahoo Launchcast and a Whitney Houston song comes up. It's called On My Own. It's definitely some good motivational music when you feel like everything is just not going your way. I guess I'm having one of those days, but I try to keep myself focused away from all the D-R-A-M-A. I will forever live by this motto:

"Oh Well, life goes on...."

So of course I google the lyrics to this wonderful song just in case you, my lovely readers never heard of it.

I'm wiser now I'm not the foolish girl you used to know So long ago I'm stronger now I've learned from my mistakes which way to go And I should know I put myself aside to do it your way But now I need to do it all alone And I am not afraid to try it on my own I don't care if I'm right or wrong I'll live my life the way I feel No matter what I'll keep it real you know Time for me to do it on my own Yeah yeah, mmm, yeah yeah It's over now I can't go back to living through your eyes Too many lines And if you don't know by now I can't go back to being someone else Not anymore I never had a chance to do things my way So now it's time for me to take control And I am not afraid to try it on my own I don't care if I'm right or wrong I'll live my life the way I feel No matter what I'm gonna keep it real you know Time for me to do it Oh I start again go back to one I'm running things in my way Can't stop me now, I've just begun Don't even think about it There ain't no way about it I'm taking names, the ones of mine Yes I'm gonna take my turn It's time for me to finally stand alone, stand alone I am not afraid to try it on my own And I don't care if I'm right or wrong I'll live my life the way I feel No matter what I'm gonna keep it real you know It's time for me to do it See I'm not afraid

I'm taking a friend's word of advice: KILL THE NOISE! Let's move on, shall we? Life goes on.....

4th of July BBQ

WHERE: Kennedy Park in Hayward

NO more Lipstick!

I was such in a good mood this morning that I decided to wear make-up. What a shock, right? Total! I put some foundation which I no longer matches my skin ever since I got back from San Diego(oh well). I offsetted the foundation with some blush. I LOVE blush! I then put some shimmering crap as top layer of that to get that dewy glowing look. Next, I was sorting through my drawer for a nice lipstick to wear. Tell me why are all my lipsticks the same color as my lips!? I've come to the decision - I will no longer purchase any more lipstick. I barely use them. What a waste! I totally swear by my cherry flavored Carmex anyways. So if any of you want some free almost never used lipstick, give me a call. They are ALL MAC, too! I'll forever be a lip gloss chick. Love it or leave it! FAREWELL LIPSTICK (except for my pin-up red one - I'll keep for special events!)