Most of my life, I have celebrated Single Awareness Day. However, this year I will be celebrating Valentine’s Day. But knowing me and how I like to shorthand things, I can’t decide which I like better, SAD or VD.
Down in Chambana for the weekend, I came to the realization that I am old. Like really, really ridiculously old. The college kids going out on a Friday night all look like they’re still in high school. Murphy’s became extra preppy. And oh yeah, I know like 20 people now versus hundreds before. And I always thought it was weird seeing old alums visiting during homecoming. Guess I’m one of the old farts now.
Being that this was an NFK weekend and Erica being on team, I partook in the festivities once again. My Koinonian years finally became apparent to me and to others. According to Chris Siefert, when you hit your 10th retreat, you’re old. But, when you hit your 20th, you’re ancient history. My first Koinonia was NFK76 in Feb 2003. It’s now Feb 2008 and NFK96. Mother of pearl! I felt like a child molester amongst all these noobs and young NFKers who I don’t know. It was weird, awkward (hugs) and comforting to know that even though I am old, the Church is still flourishing and young.
Putting things into perspective though, I know I’m old but I also know that I will never be forgotten. Julia Gregg said to be Saturday night, “Pham, don’t over exert yourself tonight. You’re old. Don’t worry, we’ll cart you out in a wheelchair tonight and send you off to the retirement home. I promise to come visit you and play bingo.”
Thanks Julia. I promise I won’t beat you too badly at bingo.
I’m not a big breakfast person. A normal breakfast for me is either nothing at all or finding whatever I can that would sustain me until lunch. So when I do have a chance for a real breakfast-a meal with hot sausages, eggs, and all the good stuff-I enjoy every last bite of it.
Fancy it was that I had two real breakfasts in a week. The first was last Friday when I was honored by the Archdiocese at the Heart of the School award. REAL sausage links, fluffy eggs, fresh cut fruit, and pastries for the picking. Yeah, it was heaven. But who would have thought that I would have it twice in a week.
The second the breakfast was this morning. This one topped it all. Not only did it had sausage links, my favorite breakfast food ever, but also the best eggs, bread, jam, fruit, and you-name-it-and-it-was-there-and-i-ate-it. My plate was loaded and I was eating away; eating like a poor college student. It was the best breakfast in the longest time (or since last Friday) and then the worse thing ever happened!
My alarm rang.
Honestly! It was like if the waiter came and took my plate away as I was eating on it. The best breakfast ever and it was taken away from me. So what if it was a dream? It was a good dream where I had free food and didn’t have to worry about calories. Gosh, I was so mad when the alarm ran that I woke up only to hit the snooze button. Mmm…sausages.
Some days, my day is so jammed back that I never have a chance to use the restroom until I’m driving home and am like “Oh crap!” But today is not the case. I was able to pee today. Except, I kinda chugged a whole water bottle before I left work. Lo behold, that water caught up fast!
Instinct should have told me that as I pull out of the parking lot at school, I should go back and pee because it’s a 45 min drive before I get home. Unfortunately, I have not read Darwin so I continued to drive.
10 miles from home. “Okay, I got to pee. First thing I do when I get home.”
7.5 miles from home. “Man, I really got to pee.”
5 miles. “Gosh, it’s starting to hurt. And the windshield wiper fluids are not helping the cause. Turn on the heat.”
2.5 miles. “OMG! HOLD IT IN!!! I’M SQUIRMING. IT HURTS!!!”
.5 miles. “MCDONALDS!!!!”
So I pulled into the McDees. Turned off the car and opened the door. The act of trying to get out of the car almost caused the explosion of my bladder. Waddling to the McDees was quite the feat because there were a few people in the place looking out. And then I had to hold the door open for the girl who was carrying so much stuff in her arms. “Can you move faster please? My water is going to break and I will go into labor here if you don’t move out of the way.”
Zig zagging around the newly build McDees only made me want to cry because I couldn’t find the bathroom. And then…oh God. The attendant was heading to the restroom to clean it. My God have mercy on me. YES! She turned to the women’s and in I go to the men’s.
Walking out of the McDonald’s, I felt so revealed and lighter. Never again. And no, I didn’t order anything.
Alright, it’s all tied up. Karen 1. Pham 1. Now for the tie breaker round. Here are 10 things I nerd about in no particular order:
- I’m proud that I use calculus and physics each day. When I make a left turn, I calculate the rate of change of the upcoming car and its acceleration to see if I can make this turn or not. Also, if I’m walking down the street and the wind is gusting at me, I cannot help but figure out the amount of resistance force the wind is causing me to slow down.
- I use to design and run an online BBS RPG with employees. We posted and used our imagination. The RPG was about Digimon, one of my favorite childhood shows. What’s sad was that it was one of the biggest Digimon BBS RPG on the internet. It fluctuated between #1 & #2. People would leave but always return because my RPG was more excited than the rest due to the scenarios I would always conjure.
- I placed 7th in the state of Illinois in computer science my senior year of high school for WYSE. I missed 6th place by 1 point. I also finished 3rd in St. Joseph’s college CS competition, 1 point off 2nd.
- I am a YouTube junkie. I have 72 different subscriptions that I keep up with each day. Poor Erica.
- I am a classics freak. I took 4 years of Latin and 1 year of Greek. I dream about going to Rome and can spend a week just gawking at the Colosseum. Erica showed me pictures of Romans ruins when she was there and I was able to name almost all of them. I was also the best in my Greek class beating out 2 valedictorians. When I play Civilization, I will always try to be the Romans or the Greeks. I still dream about being a Roman citizen.
- I read all 7 Harry Potter books for the first time ever this summer in a span of 3 weeks. It would have been 2 had I not started a new job.
- I feel naked without a laptop or computer by me. Surfing the net and IMing, what would I do without it? Oh, and let’s not forget YouTube and blogging. Spending 9 hours on the Internet a day is normal right?
- I think about the different aspects of sociology all day long. I usually keep my mouth shut about this though. People already know I’m a nerd, they just don’t know how bad.
- I asked a girl out to prom through AIM. Then again, I got asked to Fever Formal through AIM. Hmm…
- I find reading the specs of PCs, hardware, software, and other technology media a major turn on and uber sexy.
Alright Karen, give me your best shot.
For the past 6 years, I have been receiving mailings from you as you attempt to solicit me to sign up for your wonderful credit card. Even a dog knows that after a while, if his owner does not respond, the dog will stop trying to get his owner’s attention. However, a dog would know after 5 minutes. It’s been 6 years.
I’m sure that your credit card is wonderful, but “NO” I am not interested. Please stop sending me mailings that is filling my mailbox with unnecessary spam. It is nice that when I check my mail, I get to see real letters from friends and the dreaded bills. However, I am tired of this false hope that you have put upon me. The psychological stress is unbearable. Why must you taunt me with real mail?
Please remember that your weekly mailings to me has not only killed a couple trees but produced 30.444 tonnes of carbon waste each year. Stop killing the environment! Stop making me depressed when see mail. And stop sending me these unwanted credit card mailings!
P.S. I am returning your last mailing to me. Do not be surprised to find the credit card form in tiny tiny little pieces when you open it.