Extraordinary Life

This is going to be quick, but I have to get this out of my head and written down somewhere. It's almost 2am now, and I found a box of old memories. I have several boxes stored around my house. So many that I sometimes forget that they are there. They go all the way back to the awkward middle school, big glasses, clothes that were totally not cool and hair that would make anyone laugh today. As I was looking through these boxes and reflecting on what I've been through in the past couple years, I became overwhelmed by all the great people I have in my life who have been there with me during all of those awkward stages of growing up. As I looked at these plane tickets, concert tickets, trip itineraries, christmas cards, birthday cards, notes that were passed during science class, pictures of my first pet, my first boyfriend, my first best friend, my first trip to the Bahamas,  my first graduation....as I looked at these things I realized that I haven't thanked God enough for my family, my friends, people I've met and people I have yet to meet. I haven't thanked him enough for this extraordinary life that he has given me.

Be Blessed~Stay Blessed♡

What I've Learned About Relationships

My laptop is broken so I'm writing this on my phone so excuse any typos or errors! Lol.  I was inspired to write this entry because I went out for brunch with a girlfriend today and she has been experiencing some relationship issues and wanted my advice about things. While I was giving her my advice I came to some realizations about what I've learned so far about relationships.  I'm in a healthy relationship right now, but I've also experienced my fair share of unhealthy relationships. The main thing that I've learned is that the person you are in a relationship with should enhance your life and not take away from it. Of course things aren't always amazing and easy, but the thing you must remember is that you work on things and communicate. Your other half should open your eyes to things that you are doing right and also things that you can improve on. You don't want to be in a relationship where the other person just tells you what you want to hear. I love to feel supported,  but I also want to be made aware of when I'm being irrational or wrong.
I've also learned that it really takes a lot of effort to make relationships work. It's tiring and exhausting at times. The healthiest relationships are the ones where both people are working towards the common goal of bettering each other and bettering the relationship.
Communication is key!!! I can't express how important HONEST communication is. You have to express your thoughts, feelings and fears. Things that you desire from your partner,  things that you wish they would do, things that you wish they would acknowledge,  things that you're happy with. All of that is important.  It's best to get things out in the open. It's not always going to be a good feeling and there are going to be things that you don't necessarily want to hear, but I promise you, it's going to help. You can't expect for your partner to read your mind and they can't expect you to read theirs. If you talk about things,  there will be less misunderstandings.
I'm still learning about what it takes to make a relationship successful and happy, and i want to continue to learn and grow. I'm always willing to give advice about what I've learned so far and from what my friends say...I do a pretty good job. Haha. We'll see how everything goes!

Sick

Ugh, I hate being sick. This is day 3 of this virus or whatever it is that is invading my body.  It's been a long time since I've felt this ill and I have to say I'm not liking it at all. It's preventing me from doing the things that I need to do.  My aunt is in the hospital for a tumor they found on her colon and she had surgery and started chemotherapy yesterday, but I was unable to visit her at the hospital because you can't be around someone with a weak immune system when you're sick.  It's really bothering me that I can't be there for her.  Another thing is that it's little B's funeral today at 6pm and I won't be able to go.  I'll see her one last time at the viewing this afternoon, but I don't want to get anyone sick.  I'm still trying to come to terms with the fact that I won't ever see her smile again in this lifetime. Maybe it's for the best that I don't go, because it's hard to handle funerals and I've been to too many to count over the last 3 years.  It's weird how life is...you're here one minute and gone the next. It's terrifying actually.

"Lord, make me a rainbow...I'll shine down on my mother. She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors. Life ain't always what you think it ought to be..ain't even gray, but she buries her baby. The sharp knife, of a short life..."

I'll remember you always my little bunny....

Nightmares vs Reality

Doing a quick blog post as I lay in my bed. This quote came to mind because lately I've found it really hard to sleep. When I do end up falling asleep I sometimes feel like I'm stuck between reality and a nightmare. I've always struggled with insomnia so this isn't really anything new to me. It just seems like I'm exhausted all the time, but when it's time to actually go to sleep, I get bombarded with thoughts about life, love, work and everything in between.  It's frustrating and mentally exhausting,  but because this is life I have to go through the motions. You have bad days,  but you always remember that it can't rain forever. ...just wait for the rainbow. :)

Box of Chocolates?

This post is going to be different from posts I've made in the last few days. I have a lot on my mind and no one to share it all with. I don't know if anyone is reading this, but if you are...thank you. Today started like every other day. I woke up at 5am, went to the gym and then went to work. After I got off of work I received a call from one of my friends. She started asking me about my relationship and to tell you the truth, I didn't want to tell her anything, because she's one of those friends who I consider to be slightly judgmental, but I went against my better judgement and expressed my family's desires for me in the near future. I guess I should fill you in on these desires....my parents believe that I'm at the point in my life where I should seriously be considering marriage and starting a family of my own. If I'm being semi honest with myself I'd say that they are right. Those are things that I want, but I don't know if I want them right now. I don't know if I trust myself enough to not fail at making a marriage work and raising a child. Those two things are not something that should be taken lightly, so I won't. 

Sob story alert....and I know that I'm not the only one in the world who has been hurt by another person, but that hurt is what stops me from putting my heart in another person's hands. Giving your heart away is one of the scariest things you could ever do and if you're giving your heart to someone who doesn't realize the power that they hold...it's dangerous. I did that twice and the first time I thought that I would never get over it, but somehow I did. It was the second time that completely broke me and I still struggle to this day to trust people. How do you enter a marriage and raise a child when you're still working on putting yourself back together? That is irresponsible to me, because when I get married and have children I want to be able to invest my all into them. I want to be whole and complete.

I don't know what life has in store for me and all I can do is buckle up for the ride. All I know is that so far life has provided me with good times, bad times, lessons and experience. Everything that I've gone through has taught me something good and bad. I can't be mad at life, I have to embrace it and learn how to face it without being afraid at every turn. Is it true that life is like a box of chocolates?

Until next time~

Me+You= 2

Wow. It has been such a long time since I have blogged anything. I've been super busy these last couple of months with work and just life in general. I need to get better about finding the time to update as frequently as I used to. There just aren't enough hours in the day to get everything I want to do...done. I'll update you about a couple of things I think I talked about the last time I blogged. First, I did my teacher evaluation test for dance and passed, so I was able to sign up to teach the teenagers. It has been a challenging experience so far, but overall it has been quite rewarding. It is most definitely harder teaching 16-17yr old's. My body just doesn't want to cooperate sometimes to get these kids to the level they should be performing, but luckily I have an AMAZING co-teacher (Kelly) that often picks up my slack! ;) I still teach my babies and let me tell you...they are a breath of fresh air after dealing with the attitudes of teens! LOL

Work....what is there to say about work? Well, it's been kicking my ass something terrible these last couple of months. My boss has taken several vacations, which means more work for me. It pays the bills and also allows me to buy the things I want, so I will refrain from complaining too much about it. :)

I have been on a health craze since January. I totally re-vamped my eating and exercise habits and I've made a pretty amazing transformation. Since January I have lost about 40lbs..which is amazingggg and I'm totally patting myself on the back for that. This journey is not over yet, and at times it's so hard I feel like giving up, but then I look in the mirror and I see how far I've come and how far I still want to go. The mental transformation is enough to make the 4am gym workouts worth every torturous minute! :)

Now, on to the title of this post and what it means. I have a special guy in my life right now, which is one of the reasons why I've been absent from my blog. I needed time to enjoy "us". If you know even a little bit about me (or have read my past entries) you can probably guess who my guy is. Things between us are going well. Not much has changed with our new title and I love it. We still argue, we still get on each other's nerves, but it's nice knowing that someone who you've known most of your life, will always be there for you no matter what. I still have the fear that our new status will somehow change us and it'll ruin the friendship that we've built over the years. He has done everything to assure me that, that would never happen and I'm starting to believe it. Our motto is "If it doesn't work, we at least know that we tried." Let's see where this goes. :)

This post has gone on long enough. I'll try to be more diligent about updating. 

Until next time~

2013...The Beginning

Happy New Year! I have to say that I am so excited about the changes that my life is going to make this year. This is the year of fully growing up (without losing my fun side of course). It's time for me to start thinking about the future and taking strong, firm and purposeful steps towards securing my future for me and my future family. I'm getting my health back on track and preparing myself to surprise you all in the near future. I'm super super super excited. I know that 2013 is going to be full of love, happiness and promise. 

I hope that anyone reading this has much love, success and fortune in 2013. Let's all strive to be better and do better. Let's not just SAY it...let's DO it! :) I'm happy where I am right now career wise, health wise and romantic wise. It's time to expand on these key points and take life by the horns and give it all I have. I'm looking forward to more laughter, more dance and more love. I'll keep everyone posted on my progress.

I'll end this here, because I can feel myself becoming slightly tipsy. It was probably a bad idea to write this right now! LOL...Happy New Year! 

-Sierra

What Kind Of Mom Will You Be?

My mother asked me this question today. She wanted to know if I thought that she made any mistakes in raising me. It didn't take me long to give her my answer or explain my answer. My mom is awesome, my dad is awesome and I don't think that I could have been born to better people. I owe them more than my entire life. I didn't grow up with strict parents. They trusted me 100%. I was the only one in high school who didn't have a curfew, they never needed to know where I was going or why I was leaving so late. The only thing that they asked is that I call them and let them know that I was safe, and that our lines of communication on all topics remained open. Some of my friend's parents thought that this was too much freedom, but I think that it molded me in a different way then it did with my friends. They all had strict parents and no freedom and most of them became teenage parents and/or have/had no direction in life, because the moment they tasted freedom....they went wild, like caged animals let free. I think that trusting your children to make the right choices is a major part of parenting. If you keep them too sheltered, they won't know how to respond to anything different. 

My mom also made me independent from a very early age. I was 7 when I began doing my own laundry, ironing my own clothes, washing the dishes and helping cook. As I look back on that, I realize that what my mom was doing was preparing me not to rely on anyone to do anything for me. I work with this woman who is 42 and she doesn't know how to cook, her mom still does her laundry and that's sad. I appreciate the fact that my mom made me self sufficient. I would not have made it as far as I have without the drive to work towards goals. I wouldn't have my own house, I wouldn't have 2 cars...there are a lot of things I wouldn't have if she hadn't pushed me to take care of myself. Don't get me wrong, she didn't just abandon me and make me do everything myself, she has always been here to help me if I ever need it. Both of my parents have always been here and they'll continue to make sure that I have enough of anything I need....no matter how stubborn I am about accepting help. LOL

I'm a very driven person and I owe that to my parent's enrolling me in dance class at the age of 3. There were times that I hated it, there were times where I cried my eyes out, because I didn't want to do it, but my mom never let me quit. She wiped my tears, buckled me in the car and drove me to class. I remember being so angry that she was making me do something that I didn't want to do, but I came to love dancing and I couldn't see myself living without it, and now I realize that she didn't let me quit, because nothing in life is ever easy and sometimes you have to work for the things that you love most. 

So my answer to that question: I'd be the kind of mom that my mom is to me. Giving, loving, supportive, strong, courageous and trusting.

What kind of mom would you be? 

Time Turner?

I could really use one of these right now, and I wish it were possible. Words can not express how exhausted I've been. How exhausted I am.  My spirits are up, but my body is hating me so much right now. I've been going to sleep past midnight, waking up at 4:00am to workout with my personal trainer from 5am until 6am. Then I go to the dance studio and work on my teacher evaluation piece from 6:30am until 7:30am, shower, work from 8:30am until sometimes 7 or 8pm, then come home take care of my dog's and then it's time to get my gym clothes, dance clothes and work clothes prepared for the next day. Everything is a blur....I haven't been eating anything. I think I've had maybe 2 meals in the last 4 days. There is just not enough time. Grab a banana, grab a granola bar, grab some yogurt and keep it moving.  It's becoming difficult for my body to take the strain, but because someone told me that I can't do it...it makes me that much more determined to do it. I want to know how far I can take my body, how much can it endure? I need to know how strong I really am.

This is worrisome to my parents and my friend's of course, but to me....I know no other way. Idle hands are the devils playground so I must keep going, even if I fall down, even if I crumble....I must get back up and keep going. It helps that I'm doing everything with a smile on my face. I feel good emotionally, but mentally and physically it's starting to hurt. How great would it be if I could be in 4 places at once? Although I'll fall....I don't want anyone to worry. I'll be okay and even if I won't be okay...I'm fine with that. I'm living with all my strength. I just want more time, more time to be with family, more time to be with friend's....more time to do more....be more.  Cheer me on! 

More Than Anything....

I want to be at peace. At peace with my life, my soul and most of all....my decisions.

Stronger!/Softer! Faster!/Slower!

It's been a few days since I've been able to update and that has a lot to do with the title of this blog post. I've had the same dance teacher since I was about 5. She is absolutely amazing, but she is in no way nice. She works you and she works you hard. She was one of the only people who didn't treat me like a complete invalid when my back injury took me out of dancing competitively. She still works with me and she still expects me to handle any and all pressure that she puts on me. I was abused for a little over a week, but I can say that I haven't felt this conditioned and dare I say....good, in such a long time. So for that I thank her...a lot!

The reason that I'm working with her so earnestly is because the dance school that I teach at has what they call "Teacher Evaluation and Promotion" it's where all the teacher's fill out this sheet of paper with the current age group class we teach and then we also have to write what age group we want to teach next year, how many classes we want to teach and how many performances we want for the next year. It's a little bit stressful, because if you sign up with the aspiration of teaching the teenage group, your performance has to include elements that you would have to teach to dancers of that caliber. Now, let's get something straight....I've been teaching 4-6 yr for over 4 years now, and you don't really need to know much more than the basics with them, so this year with the hope of teaching the 15-17yr group as well, I've had to work my ass off. 

When I started last week I thought I had the most perfect music and routine prepared and was excited to show it to the teacher...well, I was wrong...so wrong. She ripped me into pieces. Imagine someone screaming at you: "Faster! It's too slow! Soften your wrist, Sierra! Did you forget all your technique while you were sleeping?!? Again! Again! Again! Stronger!" yeah.....that was my day for 14 hours last Saturday and 10 hours last Sunday and 6 hours all this week. The other day I got a nosebleed and she comes over, gives me a towel and says "Clean it up and get back to it. Again." I think something in my head snapped, because I started laughing like a maniac. She's a tough woman, but she knows what she's doing and she wouldn't work me this hard if she didn't loveeeee  me (at least that's what I tell myself LOL)

Anyway, I think I'll be completely ready in two weeks. My friend already mixed my music, and it sounds so good together. I was able to pick my own music and here is 1 of the 4 songs I picked. I think it plays on the strength and softness of what my dance teacher is looking for and not to mention the drama is really good too!

Until Next Time....

Random Thoughts

This is the first time that I didn't have a title before starting to write, which means that this blog post is probably going to become random at some points, because my thoughts are all over the place. I probably should be resting since I just got out of the hospital today. I spent a day and a half stuck in a cold room, with fluids being pumped throughout my body. I don't have anyone to blame for that other than myself, because if I'm being truthful...I haven't been taking care of myself lately. I'm not eating, I'm working out like crazy and I'm super focused on work, another thing is sometimes I get so tired of worrying about myself. I can't afford to do that, but sometimes things just get out of hand and I want a break from having to worry about what i'm eating...when I'm eating and how much i'm eating. So for me...it's easier to just forget about eating, but when that happens I end up with low blood sugar and....in the hospital. 

I'm so out of it lately, like...I don't care about anything....

Play Things, Trust and Pissed Off Friends

This blog post for the most part is pretty comical and if you are in my "trust circle" you have probably read parts of it on my private twitter account. Anyway, last night I received a phone call from Yuta's "flavor of the month" <--ha ha I make him sound like such a man-whore. He really isn't though! Well, that phone call was very interesting, because this girl starts off yelling at me in japanese, and I didn't understand much of what she was saying, because I don't speak japanese...obviously, and she made it even more confusing when I tried to stop her and ask her what she was talking about, because then she started throwing in random english words that didn't quite make sense. The best I came up with was "who are you? why is your number in yuta's phone? how do you know him?" I'm sure there were some colorful words within and in between those sentences, but I won't mention it here. LOL. She didn't give me a chance to try and explain, because I started laughing...like uncontrollable, tears in my eyes laughing and then she called me something(i'm sure it was bitch) and hung up the phone.

Anyway, I debated for a little while if I should let Yuta know that she called me, and I decided that I would. I also decided that since I know him like the back of my hand and I know that how he handles the situation is going to depend mostly on how I reacted towards the disrespect...soooooo...I decided to pretend that I was really upset, and I put on a show....a really good one. By the time I was finished screaming at his face through Skype and telling him how much his taste in women sucked and that he should really think about dating more mature and secure women, he said that he was going to call her and tell her that they couldn't talk anymore. This is where I stopped and well the conversation went a little something like this:

Me: "okay, okay...I'm joking. I'm not upset. I actually laughed. Did you really think that I would really be that upset about it when it's happened before?"
Yuta: "hell, i don't know. I would have been upset, so I figured that you would be too."
Me: "It's never happened to you so you don't know anything, loser."
Yuta: "I guess you're right, but still I don't like that shit"
Me: "Calm down geez....just tell her that I'm your best friend, i don't mean any harm and I'm absolutely not a threat...standard procedure, you know the drill buddy."


here is where the conversation gets a little sticky and as I often have to do...i laughed his statement off and ended the conversation.

Yuta: "...but what if you are a threat? You could be one if you really wanted to."

I know what he means by that and he knows that I know, but I would never allow his hope to be the sole reason why he stops talking/dating a girl. That's extremely selfish and I'm not that much of a bitch. lol

This is maybe the 2nd time this has happened since he moved to Japan. It happened more frequently when he was living here. I don't let it get me upset and I won't argue with the girl's, because quite frankly it's an issue that they have within themselves. It has nothing to do with me. Maybe it's the comfort level that we have and how we play around, or maybe I just seem bitchy...i don't know. LOL Sure the nickname he puts under my name in his contacts doesn't help, but I have no control over what he puts in his phone. Sure, the amount of time we spend on the phone and on Skype can be excessive, and I'm not saying that I don't understand them completely. I know that it must be hard to have a boyfriend or even attempt to start up a relationship with a guy who has a female best friend. I can sympathize with that fact. What I can't understand is how some girls can be so insecure, especially since I am thousands of miles away for most of the year. I try to let them know upfront that I'm not around to cause any harm or hinder their relationship with Yuta, but apparently that doesn't work for long, because 3 months into the relationship, according to one of his ex girlfriend's I turn into "the evil bitch who must be destroyed". I noticed that it's more of a girl thing and not a guy thing, because my ex-boyfriend's have never had this feeling towards Yuta. He even still talks to one of them and they are really good friends. Am I friend's with any of Yuta's ex's? ummm....cordial with 1 and the rest cause me to have to watch my back when I visit Japan, because I'm convinced they are hiding in some bushes ready to try and cut me. LOL.

Wow...this is longer than expected and I should probably shorten this, because it's a lot for someone to read and it probably makes no sense anyway! LOL...Bye!

Thinking...

Things have been weird lately. I have my good days or good moments, but i'm still stressed. I wish I could let  some of you into my life. I need an outsiders point of view, maybe then I could find out what i'm doing wrong, or what I'm doing right. I've been trying to live with determination lately and for the most part I've been succeeding, but someone keeps appearing in my life at the most inopportune times. It's a weakness of mine, and I try to tell myself that I'm never going to get ahead if I keep looking back. Why is it that your mind is willing to push aside the horrible memories and dwell on the good times? It's so weird, because the horrible memories are more prevalent than the good and the horrible came more often than the good, so why does my mind seem so eager to disregard that fact? I don't know, I guess deep down I'm searching for something and running from something at the same time. If I stopped running and just gave in, there is a possibility that my life would be so much brighter, but there is an equal possibility that my life could come crashing down around me and all the assurance in the world can't make me feel comfortable with taking that chance....not yet.

Stress & Trying to Overcome It

I wish that this could be a happier blog post, but that's not the case....so I'll just let it out, and pray that I find some kind of relief or comfort from doing this. Things have been tough on me for the last 3-4 weeks, but I've perfected the art of the "fake smile". I can fool almost anyone, if I try hard enough no one would ever know about my internal struggles. I'm so good at it that I can sometimes fool myself. That's kind of scary, but at the same time...to me...it's a comfort, at least while it lasts. The thing is...it never lasts forever, there is always that one quiet moment where things are calm, and then the huge wrecking ball comes out of nowhere and smashing through the wall of fake smiles and happiness. It's happening more frequently lately and I'm truly so terrified of completely losing myself. What happens when I can no longer fake it? What is that going to feel like? What is that going to look like? Who is going to help me out of the darkness? Will I want to come out of it? Will I be so far gone that there is no turning back? So many questions and I don't have any of the answers and that is why I'm so scared. Nothing seems to be helping, and I'm withdrawing from everyone. When did this all start? What triggered it? I made a earlier blog post about certain people not realizing what they have done to me. I get so angry when I think about those people, because i'm destroyed, I'm in pieces, but I can't only get angry at them, because in my mind...I accepted the abuse. I didn't get out when I had the chance. I let them do this to me, and I know that. I'm just trying my hardest to get past it.

I'm a slave to my emotions. It's been a rough few weeks, but it's gotten worse these last couple of days. I've been really distracted. I've been really moody, really quiet and finding tears running down my face without even realizing it. I can't really talk about this with anyone which is why i'm writing this out. No matter how I try to map things out and try to figure it all out...I can't come up with a solution. The stress is work related, friend related, family related and health related. Trying to cope with all these different stresses is hard. I can't sleep, because my mind is constantly going...what are you going to do about this?...what are you going to do about that?....what happens if?....what happens when?....it's so exhausting, and in my mind I'm screaming for the thoughts to stop, but they never do. I can feel myself becoming a burden to people and if you have never experienced that, I have to tell you that it is the worst feeling in the world. All I can do is continue to talk to God and pray. I'm not praying that he makes all of my problems disappear, because I know that there is a reason why I'm going through this right now....what do I pray for?...I pray that God helps me face the fear, but not feel scared. I don't want to know what comes next, I just want to be ready for it. Whatever it is that God as planned for me, I don't want to fear it. Whoever is reading this...thank you. I could use some positive energy, thoughts and prayers right now. I pray that whatever any of you are going through in your life, that you get through it, and come out the other end a stronger and better person. 

Until next time....

The Sad Thing Is...

They don't truly know what they've done to me, what they have turned me into....

No Matter...

...how tight he holds me, how many encouraging words he says....the tears won't stop falling....

Best Thing I Never Had...

...and I will always be the best thing you never had....

Today....

...was a beautiful, drama-free, relaxing day. I couldn't have asked for more.

Just When I Thought...

I thought that I solved the issues between CJ, Yuta and my dad. I thought I had extinguished that fire....man, was I wrong.


Things got better on Saturday when I decided to force some "male-bonding time" on them by making CJ and Yuta go golfing with my dad. CJ was sweet about it and was a good sport even though he really doesn't have an interest in golf. My dad acted like an adult and started to teach CJ the in's and out's of golf....I thought everything was good....I was wrong.


Saturday night we were all over my parent's house and we were having dinner and things were pretty quiet which is unusual, because usually it's very lively around the dinner table. My mom was being lukewarm towards CJ, like she was tolerating him, but she wasn't happy about it. My mom is usually such a sweetheart, but when she gets those "mom-knows-best-and-he's-not-right-for-you" feelings there is really nothing you can do, but hope that she'll eventually warm up to the idea....sigh.... I don't even know where to start with her, and I can imagine that it's only going to get worse when Yuta's mom arrives on Thursday. Get those two together and on the same team and there is bound to be trouble. Well, anyway...My mom was being extra sweet towards Yuta and using her limited Japanese she asked him what he thought about CJ. I thought that this was extremely rude, because you don't use a language at the dinner table that not everyone can understand (I swear sometimes, I feel like the only adult in my family). Anywho, from what I heard from Yuta's response it was not really nice. All I was able to catch was "wakawakashii", and "ketsunoana". Which are pretty bad insults. It's rude, but I couldn't really correct Yuta, because CJ has also said some pretty mean things about Yuta...As I said, I thought everything was fine....wrong, I was.


Sunday was a turning point, I had really had enough of them bickering, arguing and throwing insults around so I blew up...I mean, total level 10 bitch fit. I told them both to leave my house and not to come back until they felt like they could be mature adults and stop playing the "I'm more important than you" game. They were shocked and stunned when they left, but I thought I had gotten my point across (I need to stop thinking obviously). Yuta came back and apologized, CJ called and apologized, but said that it'd probably be better if he didn't come back over that night. I wasn't going to argue so I just left it alone. Crisis adverted...right???....WRONG!


Today, it's a beautiful Monday. The weather is nice, the sun is shining, all the elements that make a day perfect. I did some running around this morning and came home to take a quiet nap and just relax. Plan was a success until my parents called and said that they had gotten off of work early and wanted to know if I wanted to bring Yuta and CJ for lunch at New Seoul Garden. I really didn't want to go, because I ate a lot of junk food this weekend and really messed up my diet, but the sushi was calling for me so I bit the bullet and decided that this one meal wouldn't hurt (bad decision).....


We arrived at the restaurant and everything seemed okay, everyone was making polite conversation while we waited to be seated. The waitress comes and I immediately want to run out of the restaurant and not look back. Here's a little back story on this waitress...every time I come to NSG with Yuta she has always assumed that we were a couple. I don't play along with her, but Yuta sometimes does. So, now every time I've been in there she asks me when my "boyfriend" is coming back to the States. Can you see why I wanted to run? So now in a room, you have...me, my mom, my dad, yuta, cj (if you haven't guessed by now, we're dating) and a delusional waitress who thinks that Yuta is my boyfriend...there was no way that this was going to turn out good...at all. 


As soon as we sat down, she parts her lips and says: "oh, so your boyfriend is back in town. I just love you two. You are just the cutest couple. I've missed you guys coming in together!" I swear if I could have dug a hole and buried myself I would have. I looked around the table and everyone was smiling or laughing....except CJ. Uh oh...I guess I forgot to let him in on the joke. Lunch went by pretty smoothly, but as soon as I dropped my parents and yuta off, CJ exploded with accusation after accusation about how it's impossible for girl's to just be friends with boy's and Yuta and I must have had something going on for the waitress to assume that he was my boyfriend and yada yada yada. I didn't respond....I calmly got out of the car, shut the door and left him outside. I don't respond well to yelling and arguing and I'm not going to participate in it. I haven't heard from him since then, and I don't know what I'm going to say to him, but I do know that we are going to have a serious talk about accusing me of things that he doesn't have proof of. Yuta is staying quiet, my mom is as vocal as ever, my dad heard him yelling at me so he's mad....wow....
Just when I thought it was getting better.....