Last night on my way home on the subway, a mosquito somehow flew onto the train. I got bitten on the back of my left hand just behind my pinky and also on my left wrist. Usually when I get bitten, the area usually flares up a little bit (which is normal for me). The flared areas usually don't measure more than an inch across.

I woke up this morning and found out that while the flared bites went down, the entire back of my left hand is now swollen. I don't know if it has to do with the bite, but I think that's where it's from. It's the first time it has happened and I'm not sure if I should be concerned. I put some Tiger Balm on it and my parents are bringing me some Benadryl on their way up.

Not really twerkin', but...

Fun start to the weekend. Last night after work, it was a friend's birthday. We went out to a small place in Brooklyn where she usually goes for lunch. I tried some tasty (and fruity) beers. One was a Früli, which was a strawberry beer. If you ever had a strawberry candy (or as others said jam), that's what it tasted like. The other was a Lambic's Peche, a peach beer. It's really good, but really sweet. I also had me some pulled pork and fried pickles.

Today, I hung out with @Lives4waffles, @msfatale, @GreekPhysique, and some others around New York. We also ran into @Cakalusa and was not stalking him... much. I just got back from Queens because a Twitter friend from Seattle came to perform here! She's a singer/song writer who focuses in acoustic pop. It was a real treat to listen to her sing and meet her.

Here's her latest single Center Stage:

Center Stage- Rachel Wong

I highly recommend her music. You can find her (Rachel Wong) on iTunes!

After a good amount of waiting and clearing up, I can now post. (Thank you, @john).

I know that Xanga 2.0 is in the bare-bone version right now. So, I'll still post and wait as the upgrades and updates come in.

You guys have read about my dreams. But I think for the first time in a while, I had a night terror.

Last night, I had one of the weirdest dreams that I can remember.

How it started out was that my brother and I heard about a little girl (probably 7 - 8 years old) who had a terminal disease. We received a phone call about it and the parents asked us to make her some sort of memorial. Somehow, the memorial in question was me donating my car as an art piece after painting it. So, my brother had an idea of a landscape on the car. We drove out in search of this picturisque landscape. My brother wasn't paying attention and he drove us into a lake. We luckily got out of the car and swam to shore. We tried to salvage what we could of the car, but it was no good. Some weird animal (guessing a small alligator) was gnawing on the rear tire of the car. We tried to devise another plan.

We ran back to the house and found out the parents of the girl were also getting married? They came up to us because they wanted to know how the progress of the car was going. I blurted out, "We decided to use my brother's truck instead." Strangely enough, it was a big blue Chevy pickup from the late 90's that I remembered (even though in real life my brother owned no such thing). The parents and my dad stared at us when we showed them the truck.

That was really all to it for the dream.

UPDATE

Upon reading about the items in my dream, Dreammoods notes that the connecting theme between all of them is that my emotional state is in distress. With the lake, my emotions are being repressed, unable to express them freely. With the car being driven into the lake, I am currently harboring some deep anxieties and fears. Since my brother was driving and I was the passenger, it notes that I'm being passive. The car in the lake signifies that I'm about to be taken on an emotional journey. That I'm having sudden feelings of regret and sadness over an abandoned goal. The little girl with cancer says that I'm having too much negative thoughts and that I need to be more positive; otherwise, these thoughts will eat away at me. And the alligator... it says that I need to view a situation from a new perspective.

Still letting it sink in before really processing and connecting/piecing it together.

1. I just can't win with my current phone anymore. I'm still waiting for newer phones to be available on my carrier, so I still have to put up with this phone. Over the course of having it, the phone sometimes disconnects the SD memory card in the middle of playing music and says that the music file is not a supported media file. Usually a reboot of the phone fixes that (even though it's still pretty annoying to do that). Now, after coming back from the beach, the phone does not recognize the SD card at all. Even after several reboots, taking the card out and putting it back in, the phone just refused to acknowledge that the card is there. Not only am I without music when I head to and from work, but even my saving grace for my bus ride on Sunday, Pandora, refuses to work too. I'm seriously about to destroy my phone in a fit of rage. One of the phones I'm looking at will come out this Thursday, another next Tuesday, and the last probably towards the end of the month. I'm slowly losing my patience with this patience (whatever's left of it) and just want a new phone already. #FirstWorldProblems

This weekend, I took a couple days off from work and headed down to the beach with some of my closest friends. We have been going on this beach trip for about 10 years, I believe. It's a small tradition that that group of friends do. This year wasn't any different.

I remembered on Monday, I was having a sort of dark cloud hanging over me. I didn't know what caused the cloud to appear or to have it affect my mood... it was just there.

Right now, I have this weird cloud over me. A sense of sadness, unmotivated, and just... bleh. It is Monday, but I'm usually not like thid on Mondays. I don't really know how else to explain it or what triggered it. All I know is that I don't like it...

I'm considering leaving the Xangaforever group on FB. So many people whining, complaining, bitching... just a big reminder of childish middle and high school drama. Even the name of the group now seems ironic with the kinds of detractors who occupy it.

Something that made me laugh so hard (out of sheer response to their ignorance) is how replying to a supporter of the Xanga fundraiser that people need to cool it is, "Freedom of speech. If you don't like it, GTFO." I laugh because the person who said it thinks that their opinion is worth more than the other. Freedom of speech works both ways. So, my exercising of freedom of speech to your freedom of speech is fuck your opinion and your use of freedom of speech.

Nowadays, people are looking for more opportunities to throw someone under the bus. It's a crying shame, really. You have people who care deeply for a cause, doing whatever they can to save something that means so much to others and themselves. Then you have people who only wish to take these supporters' faces and rub it in the mud. For the sake of what? This "ill-conceived notion of self righteousness that exists nowhere else except in your own little world?"

When humanity falls apart, I don't want to be a part of it. You find me instead carrying as many people as I can until they can get on their own feet again and thus pay it forward.