MY. UNTOLD. TALES

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2 Fridays ago, I accidentally pulled my back and was in bed for a few days recovering. The day after I got hurt, I felt extreme boredom. I had parties scheduled that weekend and wasn't able to attend any gatherings at all due to my situation. I was in so much pain that all I could do was lay still on my living room couch. I had to settle for the couch because the bedroom was too much of an effort to walk to. I just didn't have the strength.

So my hubs was nice enough to keep me preoccupied with old movies and PS3 games. And when I got tired of those, he bought me a new game: inFAMOUS.



I was pretty impressed and caught up with the game. Too caught up that I was dreaming of climbing buildings and fighting off bad men with my newly found super powers. I enjoyed every aspect of the game.. the story, the effects, the graphics, the powers, the missions, and the characters. Although there were times that I wished Cole was female.

I enjoyed the game so much I'm playing it again. But this time around I am the evil Cole.

I had the privileged of attending the US Open Opening Night for the first time. I've been to the Open before but have never really seen anyone "worth" the money. I mean, the free tickets I got from the in-laws.

I saw famous athletes that I only got to watch on tv: Mia Hamm, Doug Flutie, David Robinson, and Andre Agassi who were being honored for their generous efforts to give back to the community thru their Charitable organizations. Rob Thomas performed. Robin Roberts hosted the program. Mayor Bloomberg was also present and gave a speech. It was a star studded night. Christie Brinkley was even spotted there. I was so excited... like a little kid who was just given ice cream. I've never seen so many famous people before in one night. Actually, I've never really seen anyone famous. and I live in New York. It's quite sad. The only famous person I saw was Denzel Washington when he was filming Training Day in California. I can't even put it in the same category as "seen" because we were just driving by and had a quick glimpse of him. Heck, maybe it wasn't even Denzel. Maybe it was his double.

But the highlight of my night was seeing Venus Williams and Andy Roddick take on the court. Unfortunately, I didn't bring my camera so I settled for iphone shots. I won't post those because they're not worth sharing... you couldn't even see any of their faces, it's like trying to spot a person on the street from the top of the Empire State Building. You don't believe me? Here's the proof:

Told you so. Can you spot Venus Williams in that pic? She's the one on the right in hot pink.

Anyway, what a fun filled experience! Now, I wish the in-laws would invite us to the finals. :-)

And I will make sure to bring my SLR camera.

I had an outburst of fury yesterday. Something upset me that made me let out a steam of anger towards an innocent bystander. It made me understand of what I'm capable of doing. Let me share exactly what happened.

I was at school for registration and advisement. That never really goes too well. Nothing is ever perfect especially in school matters. They make you run around like an idiot, pointing you to different places. I should already know how these things work. I've transferred schools a billion times and I still can't get used to the process.

The staff pointed me to go to Room 1 to clear my transcript. I don't understand why I have to clear it when the previous college I went to sent it over already. Twice, as a matter of fact. Yet, they still wanted me to get it cleared. So I did what I was told. I went to Room 1 and told the person there the same thing I've told everyone: It was sent twice in the past two weeks. She didn't clear me. She just told me she doesn't know what to do with me & asked me to sit down. WTF, right?

I did what I was told anyways. I sat down and waited for further instructions. 20 minutes later, I was told to go to Room 2 for advisement. This is where it gets quite redundant. I really hate having to repeat myself over & over again. In room 2, the advisor said to me that they don't have my grades from the other college. I told her again the situation: My transcript has been sent twice in the past two weeks. She referred me to Room 3 to get my grades uploaded into the system. Before I could get into Room 3 I had to sign in. They have this system where you sign in the lobby & a counselor comes out to call you. Its a pretty decent system. It works but when you're in the middle of advisement and don't have all the time in the world to wait in line, it becomes an issue. The line really wasn't that long. There may have been 10 or 11 people in front of me but the service is way slow. It reminded me of waiting at Jollibee NYC. I spoke to the receptionist in Room 3 and told her my situation. I explained to her (again) that my transcript was sent twice and the advisor sent me there to get my grades uploaded. She insisted that I wait in line to speak to a counselor. I told her I didn't have time to wait in that long line. She still insisted that I should wait in line just like everyone else, even if it means missing my advisement. She wasn't nice to me. I felt a bit of warm blood rush into my face, my heart pounded faster & faster, and my mind irritated. I let out a steam and raised my voice at the poor receptionist. I stormed out of the room, mumbling to myself, completely annoyed at how she treated me, and afraid that I might miss advisement. I was really frustrated I couldn't think straight. The thoughts in my head were full of nasty curses. It wasn't pleasant.

All that energy I put into being upset didn't do me any good. I still waited in line just like everyone else. I still had to explain to the counselor in Room 3 my situation, that the college sent over my transcript twice.

I calmed down when I was in that line waiting to sign in. I fought those nasty thoughts in my head. I really had better things to worry about than the unrefined treatment I received from the receptionist or the repetitious explanations or the running around. It was useless getting so worked up over something I had no control over because in the end, I still did what they asked me to do. The moment I calm myself down, things started falling into its place and the next thing I know, I was registered for school.