Oppss, busted!

Oppss, busted!

Friday, September 19, 2014

He Strike Again

September 19, 2014

It started out as a nice evening, we had dinner as a family with parent-in-law, and our precious daughter - Shu. He has texted me earlier that day asking me out to the movie theater. I've agreed. I love movie anyway.


We finished dinner, I do the dishes and he lays there playing this NBA basketball game that he plays all the time. Mother-in-law takes care of Shu and father-in-law lays in bed watching his night time movie.

8:00 PM - I asked if it is time to go as he has previously said that we'll take off at 8 P.M. He continue to lay in the sofa playing his game. "Soon" he replied.

Thoughts hit me where he squint his brows, raises his voice and said "We Need To GO!" all the time when we go out as a couple, All The Time. Regardless of day, regardless of people that we are with, regardless of things I need to get done before hand (diapers, bottles, set of clothes, car seat and the list goes on).

I continued with my dishes.

8:20 PM - "We need to go now" he yelled across the hallway. I was laying in bed with my Ipad. I stayed silently because I am exhausted from the early hours I have for the past 2 days and the long drive from Houston to San Antonio then back. He found me lying in bed, grab the ipad off my hand and walk towards the restroom, he sat down on the toilet and continue his nature's call.
"I thought we are leaving?" I said.
"I need to check the time of the movie." He replied.
"Are you going poo poo?" I asked.
"Yesssss." He replied.

Thought hits me again how he can go to the restroom whenever he wants, move and have people around him move when he is ready but not when the person is ready. I went into Parent-in-law room and spend some time with Shu.

8:30 PM - He finishes his business and we are ready to take off, finally.

We arrived at the theater and proceed with buying the ticket. We were going to watch "Walking on the Tombstone".
"I don't know how to pronounce the name, can you go buy the ticket." He said
We were at the ticketing counter, the screen where the title of the movie shown is far away from the cashier, so I said:" Can we can two tickets to the whatever Tombstone?" I chuckled.
His eyes squinted, with great annoyance in his tone: "Is not freaking funny, what the hell is whatever tombstone."

I kept quiet.

We got the ticket, proceed to the assigned room and sat down. He played with his phone as usually during trailers. When the reminder commercial of turning your cell phone is on, I extend my hand to his phone signaling to stop playing his phone and I'll put it in my purse. He stopped and placed his phone a seat away in the cup holder.
"You have some secret you are hiding from me?" I said
"You are fucking sensitive and fucking crazy." He said
I looked at him all surprise and mad at the same time.
"Because of a phone, you have to say that I'm crazy?" I asked.
"Yes, you are fucking crazy and you have a fucking problem." He said.
Follow to push to on my shoulder signaling me to get away from him.

I kept quiet, still mad and the movie start.

Not long into the movie, he gently put his hand on my right arm, and I scoot away immediately because we have enough of episode like this and I just want to enjoy the movie without fight. I stood up, walk to the seat at the far left edge and sat there alone.

The movie is done, I stand up immediately and walk out of the theater alone. Standing at the side walk near entrance of the theater, looking at people passing by. He walked pass me and didn't notice me, I didn't bother to call him. I stood there and continue to watch him. He walked towards his car, got into his car, start the car and drove away. So, I called a yellow cab.

The yellow cab came and I got into the cab, gave the driver my home address and proceed to go home myself. In the cab I realized my cell phone was vibrating, took the phone out and saw him calling. I was still mad and didn't bother to answer.

This is not the first time he left me outside and drove home himself anyway. 
First time he did that was tough, I have full trust in him, we went out for quick dinner, so I had no phone and no money. He left me at the restaurant because I said our 8 months old need to go to bed and it was already 9 PM and the line at the restaurant is still very long. I called the only number I remember on top of my head "My sister's home phone". Brother-in-law picked up and drove me home. 

Ever since that incident, I never went out with him without a cell phone or without money. I lived and learned. 

 So, I got home. Called father-in-law to let me in. Mother-in-law came to open the door. She saw me alone and asked what happened. I explained and she told me to get some rest and don't think too much. I went to take a quick shower in my parent-in-law bathroom before bed, didn't want to wake up Shu, so I didn't use bathroom in her room.

Right after I finished my shower, I heard his voice coming from the bedroom. I didn't think much, just wanted to go to bed. I dry myself and walked out of the shower. I was on my period, so I put my panty on with naked top covering by towel, I lay the first pad on my panty.

"BOOM" the bathroom door was opened. I was still bending down laying the first pad on my panty.
He charged in and pushes me, I lost balance and fell against the wall.

Mother-in-law immediately walk in front of him and pushes him out of the bathroom.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO PROOF?" He yelled angrily
"WHY THE HELL YOU DON'T PICK UP MY PHONE CALLS?" He continues
"YOU THINK YOU ARE SO PERFECT? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO PROOF?"
it goes on and on. I was still against the wall, looking at his mother stopping him from charging at me.

It was 12 A.M. in the morning. 

I picked up my steps, pull up my panty and grab my cell phone that are still charging. I was trying to record his madness and craziness. He reached over his mother, grabbed my cellphone and toss it on the tile floor.

"YOU ARE TRYING TO CALL THE POLICE, YOU ARE TRYING TO DESTROY THIS FAMILY." He shrieked.

His dad finally came in from the pool area and push him out of the bathroom, then outside of the house to the pool area.

I locked the bathroom door, put on clothes and mother-in-law knocked on the bathroom door.

I cried and cried.
"I don't think I can handle this anymore, this is not the first time." I cried
"You guys finally get to see his true faces and how he would treat me, I'm scared and I am truly scared. This is how he would act when you guys are around. Imagine what happened when you guys are not around?" I continued

"I didn't know he has such a temper." Mother-in-law said
"He said he was looking for you out there." she continued.

"I saw his drove away from the parking lot before I call a cab." I cried

At this point, I really don't think I need to argue whether if he purposely left me there or whatsoever.

His parents will always be his parents and will always protect their son. There will be no doubt about that.

I am afraid and I am scared. This is never a healthy relationship and this behavior should be never use to treat your wife or your love ones.

He is a sick man and I realized that.











Tuesday, March 25, 2014

People Change

It's amazing to see how people change. I've read it somewhere that there's a word for it call "Grow up"

Take myself as an example, I used to be:

  1. Happy
  2. Active
  3. Have faith in people
  4. love makeup
  5. love exploring
  6. Feel free
  7. Doing things I love
  8. Have passion at my job
  9. No goals
  10. Waste money
  11. Fantasize my happy marriage life
  12. Irresponsible


It has only been 2 years, and I've:

  1. Got married
  2. Have a daughter
  3. Stopped going to the gym
  4. Stopped feeling happy
  5. Stopped obsessing over makeup
  6. Used the same palette for over a month (that never happen after I discover makeup
  7. Started loosing passions
  8. Started feeling unhappy everyday
  9. Started feeling I am not myself
  10. Discovered there's no fantasy
  11. Discovered Marriage life sucks
  12. Started saving
  13. Started to be responsible
  14. Started goals

I used to feel I can do anything, but now I feel miserable.

Stall - A Nasty Unsupportive Husband

If you live long enough, there will be the day where you need to refresh your Résumé, get out in the job market, and compete with others qualified individuals for whatever position that can sustain your family, your financial needs and your pride, your passion and your whatever. Job hunting, mid-night searching for positions, customizing cover letters, thinking deep about your weaknesses, your strengths and making up stories of what you would like to achieve in five years and your ultimate, perfect, goal for life. 

I guess, my time has come, where I need to perform the above mentioned tasks - on top of the cooking, child teaching, floor sweeping, dish washing, laundry folding, story reading, and other wifey tasks. It is not easy just thinking about the complexity, let alone, living it everyday; it is especially harder WITH AN ASS ATTITUDE, UN-SUPPORTIVE HUSBAND. Every single decision I made, he has to veto it.

  • He has to give me the non-industrial related information he gathered from his friend who is not even in the field I worked and told me that my job market is limited and my growth in the society is limited. 
  • He would tell me to make a decision and stick with it and he would support me until eternity; to later asked me to take whatever crap that I can take when it is offered.
  • He would tell me at 2:00 PM that I do not need to transfer the babysitter cost to his account, to later at 8:00 AM the next day asking me where is the money, cause he didn't see it in the bank account.
  • He would say that I support whatever decision you made, to later tell me that I am inferior and I didn't think about the family. 
  • Conclusion - he is an ASS
The story behind is: 
My current company has announced its close of business and will end our employer/employee relationship at the end of March 2014. Having over 5 years experiences with the company, and all the areas I've worked along this 5 years - I am passionate about event planning. I love the people, the professionalism, the tasks involved and almost everything else that comes with it. However, all great thing will come to an end. My boss, who in his late 50s, probably thinking about retirement and have decided to close the company down.

He'll keep 2 of the employees to run daily stuff until the business wine itself down. It was a sad announcement. 


A FUCK YOU instead of SORRY

3/24/2014, Monday, 6:45 PM

Just got home from work with baby bear, Michaela.
Her dad has Monday off and has been working on some light packing, moving and whatnot. I have the majority of stuff packed in boxes already over the weekend, and boxes are ready for movers tomorrow, 3/25/2014, Tuesday.

So, the first thing he did is greet her daughter, Michaela, then he asked me where the cable ties are because he needs to hang up the "BEWARE OF DOG" sign at the front door of our new house, TONIGHT, (I guess otherwise the house will burn down or something I suppose). I told him it was in the wine case.

Him in the kitchen and me in the living room with Michaela in my arms

He said: "I can't find it."

(I looked at the untouched wine case and thought, it is impossible that items on top of the wine case will be tidy if he really did searched in there, and so)

I said:" Did you even search the wine case?"

(His tone changed and sounded irritated, raised his voice and)
He said:" What the fuck you mean by did I even search the wine case? I told you I searched it and I couldn't find it, can you just shut up and get me the cable ties already?"

(I feel dishearten and thought, here he goes again)
I said:"If this is the tone you have to ask for someone's help, you know that no human being will help you with that attitude."

He said:"I don't want to fucking argue with you, just get me the fucking cable ties."

(I stayed silent, with Michaela in my arms, we both stare at him)

He yelled again:"Are you going to get me the fucking cable ties or not, fuck your mom, are you going to get me the ties or not? (slowly increasing his tone)"

I said:"You are not going to get what you want with that attitude."

He yelled:"Fuck you what fucking attitude?"

(I stayed silent)

He said:"So what the fuck do you want me to say?"

I said:"Sorry? I need a sorry from you."

He said:"I didn't do nothing fucking wrong and I'm sure as hell don't feel sorry for you. Now are you going to get me the fucking cable ties?"

(I turned my back, with Michaela in my arm still, grab my purse and go upstairs)

He mumble:"If you don't get me the cable ties, I'll go out and buy it myself, is no fucking big deal."

(I breastfeed Michaela and play with her a little in bed)
(He then stormed up)

He said:"So are you going to get me the cable ties?"

I said:"I just need to hear you are sorry."

He yelled:"I'm not fucking sorry, I'll go out and buy it myself, I'll take Michaela with me."
(I stayed silent and watched her took Michaela downstairs. I walk downstairs, search the wine case and found 6 cable ties, I handed them to him)
(He didn't say thank you, arrogant bastard)

He said:"So are you going to pack the storage by tonight?"

I said:"Yes"

He said:"I'll take Michaela to the new home so you can have all the time to pack this up yourself."

(They left)
(I continued packing and group up some remaining items like Michaela's toys, wet wipes, scattered socks, some markers, pens around the floor, run the last round of laundry, while the maniac took my daughter to the new house and watch TV)

Questions: Does a women life have to be like this all the time? I don't think I want to live like this for the rest of my life.

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

RIP Squirrel

Is Tuesday. It should be an ordinary Tuesday until I ran over a Squirrel, nooooooooooooo. I've never ran over animal over the road before and I feel so bad cause I knew I did ran over that Squirrel.

It was 8:05 AM. I was driving to work as usual on the same route. I remembered I was following a school bus in a school zone and the bus is running at 17MPH while the speed limit is 20MPH. I mean fine, Michael just got a speeding ticket last month for speeding at 32MPH at a school zone, so... I suppose I'll just follow the speed limit.

As I passed the school zone, about 1 mile away from my office, it's a straight road, so I kinda of speed it up a little since I wanted to get to work on time. My meter goes from 20MPH to 35MPH to 45MPH as I was looking at the meter and how it accelerate to ensure I am not over the 45MPH speed limit. Then BOOM, out of no where a squirrel is trying to cross the road from left to right.

"Noooooooooooo, my heart shouted."
I turned my steering wheel lightly to the right trying to avoid this brave, ambitious little squirrel. I couldn't slow down at that point since there's traffic behind me and I don't want to come to a full stop to avoid this little brave thing. I heard a 'Tum' sound as I passes through it. I looked back in the rear view mirror and saw it tossing and turning frantically on the middle of the road.

I did not take another look after that since I know I've killed it. If it is capable of running away, an animal will run away right away, instead it is tossing and turning in the middle of the road as I think I must has hit his leg or something.

I AM SORRY SQUIRREL! I AM SORRY. God Bless!

Monday, January 10, 2011

MAC Peacock collection

I KNOW I KNOW! I had too many makeup, eyeshadows and whatever. D= I feel sorry for people who feel bad for me. I know makeup will expires and it does not stays and it is not worth it in a long run, it is like pouring money down the drain, but I love them!

What's the point of life if I am living without a goal and passion? Before I can find and hooked on another passion, makeup is my current passion. I feel like I can't live without it. I would like to share, I would like to collect, I would like to owned them all!

Peacock collection came out by MAC on January 6, 2011. This is the first MAC limited edition bandwagon I jumped on and I am sure that're more to come! I got about 6 eye shadows from this collection which is about half of what it came out. I felt happy and satisfied after being able to get the color I wanted! Even though the price is a little overwhelm, BUT BUT!! I am happy :D

Not sure if I should do start a beauty blog like the youtube beauty community did, but I am sure I will eventually starts doing that cause I am hooked on makeup. :D

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

ROad Trip!

Well, half road trip. T, M & I will be leaving Houston to VEGAS, on Christmas day. Early Christmas morning eh~ I am not sure why American always so excited about Vegas. Do they think Vegas is where the magic happens? My thought is most likely that's the place you normally lost your undies.

I am not super excited about this trip since I will be taking another trip right after this to Malaysia and then Hong Kong. That's like so many traveling! Too many traveling! But at least I get to meet my K. I am excited to meet him, but not excited about his decision of not coming here. Is like heaven is serving McDonalds and you can still get heart diseases. I know right!!!

Anyhoo, Cambrey broke down and I am looking to get a new car. I am not sure if my credit allows me to do so but I am sure hope good things will happens. FEH FIX YO SELF UP!