so im getting more into this real estate bizznass. every tuesdays we have a sales meeting where all the agents get to brag about their new baller listings while the newer agents slink down low in their seats cuz they aint got nothing (that would be me). afterwards we group up and go on property tours of the new listings which are like open houses for just the agents. food is always provided so our group which consists of 3 old farts and me always go where the nice meals are. i dunno why but i seem to get along the best with these guys and they are semi humorous as opposed to the nose in the air hoity toity ladies in the office. the guys always route our tour by the meals that are provided so tuesday lunches are always filling.

so anyways, we go into this neighborhood a block away from my house. grogans point is where my moms friend lives (the lady that told me she wouldnt list her house with me cuz i was too green). this is where the true big ballers - mostly oil engineers - reside and flaunt their salary. we somehow get in the dicussion about flooding and how this neighborhood was flooded a few years back. then this guy points out that the neighborhood a block away got totally wiped out by that storm because the houses were built sub par. (at this point i am fidgeting in my seat cuz i realize they are talking about MY neighborhood but i stay calm) and then another guy asks, " oh, are you talkin about that SLUM area on the other side of grogans point?" (ok, now im about to lose it, fighting between anger and embarassing as i bite my tongue and keep smiling ahead) and so the third guy replies, "yeah, who the f*** would be stupid enough to buy a house there?" (....*grrr*....)

it seems like everyone in my office is pretty well off. everyone drives decent cars and more importantly they live in a house fit for the woodlands. i guess i shouldnt care. at this rate im way ahead of them since im 23 and theyre near retirement. damn old farts...at least they keep me entertained.

ddr for your fingers

subconscious

generally im not impulse driven. i may for a split second have an urge but right after this feeling comes my worries that always cloud over all my judgments in life. today however i overcame one of my fears...i made my first prospecting call today at work. yesterday an old couple came to visit our church to check out the woodlands and our new church. i vaguely knew the couple from our old church but wasnt able to properly introduce myself to them. i guess i was in total state of despair with this whole real estate thing and just closed my eyes and FORCED myself to make the call. it wasnt as bad as i thought and i actually stumbled out my korean to the man, making sure he knew i was there for him for any real estate questions. he asked if 400k would buy him a decent home in the woodlands and caught me offguard by asking what the average lot size was per home. eeek!! i could feel myself shutting down...my korean starting to fumble and flop but i managed to answer his question and i think he accepted the fact that i wasnt playing and i knew what i was talking about. all these months of frickin endless training classes and workshops mustve paid off.

mental note: must brush up on my elementary level of korean.

silly

ugh...totally forgot about my pending defensive driving class i have to take before the 27th. oye. actually i think its been naggin me in the back of my head for the past 4 months or so...hehe. anywho, i took today off and decided to do it online. i found a place for only 32 bucks as opposed to the 40+. i cant believe ive been sitting here for the past 6 hours (potty breaks and such) and im still not done. i even sacrificed my lunch time to do this managing to get by with my left over vday chocolates...yeah good job heari. here are some excerpts that i found very educational and interesting:

on horn honking:
A horn honk will only get you a dirty look or possibly a one-fingered peace sign. Both can escalate into a more serious conflict. Use short horn taps and not long blasts. Long blasts tend to irritate other drivers and it has never been known to start a vehicle stalled in front of you. If another driver appears to be bothered even by a short horn tap, follow it up with a smile and wave to defuse the situation. Keep in mind to use all your fingers when waving

on crack:
Crack - What Is It?

Crack is a form of cocaine that has been chemically altered so that it can be smoked. Because the processing converts it into a chemical “base” (as opposed to an acid or a salt), crack belongs to a category of cocaine known as free-base. In the past, most free-base cocaine was processed using ether, a highly flammable solvent. Today, baking soda and heat are used to convert cocaine into free-base, eliminating the ether-processing step. The product still contains some impurities found in the original cocaine, along with excess baking soda. When heated, the mixture makes a crackling sound.

Crack is an especially dangerous drug because it can cause intense dependency and addiction after only a relatively short period of use. One of the most commonly heard remarks on the street is, "Once you start using crack, you can't stop."

please keep these people and their families in your prayers...

aww and so the fairy tale ends happily ever after...*barf*

at least zora got some money to compensate for ending up with dumbo.

ok so someone please answer me this about the show. in last weeks show the butler says there will be a twist to the show and puts america at the edge of their seats. todays show has joe stupido picking zora over sara. ok cool. the butler then comes out with the serving platter and surprises them both with a check for a million bucks because joe picked the true hearted lady over the gold digger. ok so what if joe picked sara instead of zora? this show is such DDONG!! they knew from the beginning zora would be picked in the end. ugh. i feel so cheated. i guess i have myself to blame for watching the stupid show.

it always feels great to do selfless acts of love for those we care about. yeah, the whole vday thing has turned me all sappy. anywho, case in point, our college and post college group decided to cook for our pastor and his wife to show our appreciation. every saturday they open up their home and provided us with a banquet table filled with food for our group. tonight, we all rolled up our sleeves and whipped up our own specialties from which we learned from our college days. it was fun to see everyone bopping around in the kitchen chopping and stirring...i miss college and the old apartment filled with freeloaders...hehe. we also gave them a gift certificate to a quaint little italian restaurant and they made us cry as they excepted the gift. theyre so cute...truly a Godly couple...they just need to stop doing the lovey dovey face and the "i love you honey" thing in front of us. *gag* heh.

oohwees fathers transplant operation went well early this morning. now its just wait and see time for the liver to adapt to his body.

ok so i REALLY feel like a hag for bashing vday. this may sound corny but today isnt just for folks and their significant "honeys" but for anyone you have a true relationship with. i was showered with gifts from our church brothers and sisters and this day just seems so much more special.

AND...oohwee's dad got rushed to the emergency room tonight to receive his liver transplant. PRAISE GOD!!! this day has turned out to be a truly blessed day.

teehee, upon reading my post i get this feeling that i am a horribly bitter person...

im not...really...
:)

as if being single isnt enough ddong on your face they make a freakin holiday for all the love struck girls and boys to celebrate...

bitter party of...one...?

ok, so i watched are you hot enough or whatever last night...it wasnt my fault really...the kids flipped the tv on and i was mesmerized by all these hot bods on the screen. i was totally amazed at the perfect displays of rippling abs as each guy waddled up on their chicken legs. really quite sad i think for guys who have to hold up all their bulk on them scrawny legs. i was even more captivated by the korean dude, ken kim who seemed a bit on the lean side and a bit too ethnic with his supposed "exotic" eyes and his "stylish" hair. people are so lame when they dub asian eyes exotic...cmon just say it! its slanty and chinky.

it just so happens that i washed my car 2 days ago and it rains an hour afterwards. all that hard work trying to climb on top of my car to get the bird ddong off the roof wasted. i never realized how tall my car is compared to myself. :(

anyone wanna go searching for the cheapest premium gas in the woodlands area with me?

as i was done droolin over that latino dude on kingpin i flipped the channel to see some old lady pushing a shopping cart stocking up on duct tape plastic sheets and a battery operated radio and im thinking...hrmm...another hurricane? i dunno, maybe i missed something while watching american idol and kingpin but the gas masks flying off the shelf tells me that it aint no hurricane.

dammit...gas is gonna go over 2 bucks.

i knew it!! i knew joe millionaire would screw me tonight (heh...). i had to bribe my lil cousins from watching nickelodeon and the disney channel so i could watch it tonight and the whole time i had a feeling they would draw this show out as much as possible. and then they have that smart mouth butler saying theres gonna be a super twist in the end and im like...ooh..maybe all the girls will come back and run him over with a bulldozer.

i hit a bird today driving. i saw it on the road and even gave it time to see me and fly away but the stupid thing didnt budge. i thought i slowed the car enough but it kept rolling down and the stupid bird flittered his wings right as i was in front of him and i think he hit my bumper. freakin feathers everywhere...lucky for the bird the accident didnt leave a scratch on my bumper...but he did leave his breakfast on my hood. :(

sadness insues when oohwee calls me and asks if im watching american idol (yesterday). i groan no cuz i had to trek down to houston in the lovebus with the bro. guess where oohwee was headed to...miss b's crib to watch the show with her. yeah...ok...

the moms friend is moving to cali in the near future. she lives in the baller neighborhood in a semi baller house that i watched while they went to korea for the world cup over the summer. she calls up the mom and tells her the news and says shes sorry that she cant let me list the house for her cuz im a newbie. she also says how she wouldnt trust even the experienced realtors cuz no just *anybody* could sell her house. its a freakin house...for every house theres a buy...at a price. so she gets it appraised and its at about 750k. this means that if i were to list or find a buyer for the house i could make 10g's....

$10,000!!!

yeah, shes off my christmas list...

can i just say how extremely *hot* charlie from the bachelorette is??

my days are never quiet...

the bro put up a fight when the bus came to pick him up this morning. he hasnt gone to school for almost 3 weeks cuz of his surgery and the boy just refused. so the dad put him in the lovebus and made his trek up to huntsville to drop the lil booger off. this meant i was late to my meeting with the office manager that ive been putting off for a couple of weeks now. im sure they think im this punkass delinquent whos too lazy to come into work...which is sooo not true. (this blog is proof of this) anywho, i finally pulled away and went home to clean up and get ready but just as i was walking into the shower the phone rings. i contemplate whether or not to answer but answer anyways and its the school...

the brother was in a rufkus with the staff and busted his stitches.

at this point im getting a mental pic of the bro dripping of blood and pus and all its gory. they wanted me to pick his ass up asap and fix the problem. obviously they didnt think it was necessary to call the ambulance so i drive the 45 mins up there and there he is, all roughed up with a goofy smile on his face...estatic to see me. too bad the feeling wasnt mutual on my end. his surgeon wanted me to bring him back down to herman in houston which meant a good 2 hour drive which i was NOT gonna be making. i took him to the ER where i had taken him a few months ago for his ear infection. that time we had left the ER well past midnight...i braced myself for the wait tonight but we got outta there within 4 hours. all the doc did was tape the gaping hole shut with "steri-strips" and sent us on our way. 4 hours in the waiting room for 4 pieces of tape...

the days and life of a suburban soccer mom

5 signs that i have become the honorary soccer mom

1.i drive the typical soccer mom car of choice here in the woodlands (rx300)
2. i have the typical soccer mom job (realtor- pronounced "real-tor" not "real-la-tor")
3. i have 2 elementary aged kids in the back seat of the said soccer mom car (my 5 and 6 year old cousins)
4. i have serious bags under my eyes and a healing fever blister on the lip (eww)
5. ok i ran outta reasons...

anywho, i finally went down to houston to meet up with oohwee. i felt like i had to high tail it down there and run away from all my problems only to find out that oohwees still at work at the studio recording a song. not that i dont enjoy observing him do his stuff but its rather tedious to someone whos not really into that recording and producing side of music. i sat there while they went over every single part of the song until the diva (oohwee) was satisfied. i guess i just dont have the ear for things like that. i had sat through another one of his recordings once before and also solanges as well and im not a fan of the behind the music kinda stuff. like i said before, "i like the final product". so i had to wait like 2 hours just sitting there twiddling my thumbs thinking to myself "i skipped bible study and silly korean games that end in hitting punishments for this?" for the record i think it was worth the wait tho cuz the "final product" was awesome. he did his own rendition of "how deep is your love" with a fellow college friend playing the guitar.

it was nice to see oohwees family again and i actually felt missed by everyone which is always a good feeling. as always we didnt go out and do anything but just hanging with oohwee and his fam just felt good. to be able to cook our own concoctions of whatevers in the fridge and watching trading spaces (duke, theres nothing wrong with watching trading spaces and christopher lowell) and the food network or whatever new dvd they bought is such a great freedom.

i feel torn between the church group and my own relationship with my friends. i truly enjoy both and am so grateful that i have so many people around me to share and fellowship with but most of the time i want to live both lives. i need both sides of the fence and i dont know how to balance it all. most of all i just hate the feeling when i pick one over the other.

church was awesome once again. im getting more used to the mic during praise and praying outloud as well. unfortunately i was a bit coughy and out of my better judgment i decided to sing anyways...i had to walk out during our last song cuz my throat decided to shut down on me and make me convulse into a string of painful coughs. after church we had fellowship at the park right next to the church so we busted out the volleyball and played a few games. it felt good to get some exercise outside in the perfect weather.

**reason #5 of "signs that ive become the honorary soccer mom"
im so freakin corny!! i just read over my blog and its so lame...everyone else my age blogs are about going out and drinking and partyin with their "cool" and "neato" cohorts and here i am writing as if im 3353 rather than 23...i apologize to everyone who wastes their time reading this.