up late again..

Yay, I got my internet up again. For some reason it has been either down or slow as hell lately. Anyways, this past weekend was pretty fun. Friday night, We went out to eat for Tim's birthday at O'Charleys. I ran into this chick that gave me a wrong number like 3 years ago, lol. We chatted it up for a bit and I gave her my number hoping she would come party with us, lol. But of course she never called =(. I had a few drinks while eating and by the time we got back to my house, I passed the fck out. I woke up after an hour or so to a bunch of old faces in my house. The night eventually died out so I called up this new guy in town with a Gsr swapped hatch. His car was running 8.80's and I figured it would be a very close race. Long story short, I win 2 out of 3 races, about 1/2 car each time. I was pretty happy, considering I thought he was gonna smoke me =P

I worked all day Saturday and get off at 9. I meet up with Matt after work, which was weird considering he never comes to hang out. I guess him and psycho are getting to it and he needed time off. Anyways, we head to Harrisburg to go party at my Uncle's for his birthday. I was running on 2dots of gas and not a dollar to my name, with the intention of going there and playing poker, haha! We walk in and have a few drinks and eat before I tried to get a poker game going. I had played with these guys before and lost nearly $200 in about an hour. It was pretty depressing, but you learn from your mistakes. This time going into it, I knew I was a better player and had my uncle stake me for $100. After playing for awhile, I was doing pretty good and look down at my hand and see AQos. I raise it up to $5 and the table folds around to the BB, who puts in a reraise of $15. I sit and ponder for a few minutes before folding the hand. Next thing I know, jackass across the table reaches into the muck and turns my hand over! I was soo pissed off, and I really didnt know what to do besides bitch him out. Needless to say, by the end of the night, that douche bag was down over $600 and I ended leaving with $240. I gave $100 of it back to my uncle and walked out with $140, woo hoo!

Sunday afternoon we turn on football and I make a few phone calls and we got a cash game started. We had never played cash games at my house before so I decided to try it out. In a few hours the table had built up a bankroll of about $180. We were down to 3 players, and I was short stacked. I had bought in twice for $40 and was down about $20. We start playing real fast because the cutoff was at 7pm. As the last hand was dealt, I was hoping to catch something that would regain my losses. I about shit my pants would I look down and see AA!! I raise it to $5 and both players call. Flop comes out xxA; not really the flop I was looking for since it kinda killed the action. The action is checked to me and I bet out another $5 and Matt folds and Sean calls. He checks it to me and I wait awhile before I announce "all-in." He ponders for awhile, and I was hoping he thought I was trying to steal the pot, but he eventually folds. I was pretty bummed, but I still won a nice pot. After counting my chips, I was down .75cents lol! I just spent 5 hours playing poker to lose .75cents. O well, it is better then losing $40. I think I am addicted to cash games now =D

...I have more to add to this blog but it is 2:30 in the am and I have class at 10! so I better hit the sack. Good night.

we will miss ya bud.

Tonight was my friend Brandon's last night in town. He is moving to Chicago to live with his fiance and work up there. It kinda happened all of a sudden, but I guess when opportunity calls, you answer. I was suppose to close at work today, but I called in so I could make it out to the bars and have some drinks. I have to open tomorrow at 730am, so closing + drinking, then trying to wake up at 7am wouldnt of worked out anyways. I got him to take a flaming shot of 151, but dumbass blew it out before he drank it, lol. Brandon, I wish you well man and hope you do good up there. So in the past couple of months, I've had 2 pretty close friends move away. To add to that, one of my best friends got a girlfriend and doesnt hang out anymore. =(.

Times like these, make me wonder why I ever moved back from Florida. I had fun down there, but I always got homesick. I just wish I had the financial stability to move to the city and start fresh. I would love to live in Las Vegas, NYC, or even LA. I just feel that I have so much more potential then southern Illinois. If my life were a book, I want it to be worth reading. I want to be able to look back on these blogs and say "good job tuan, you accomplished your goals and now youre living your life the way you wrote it."

My Life Goals:

1. To have my name known by many people.
2. To share my life with someone I love.
3. To have a seat at the final table of the WSOP
4. To travel the world.
5. Meet Carrie Underwood and make a lasting impression that she will always remember.
6. To be a very wealthy person.
7. At the end of my life, to be able to look back on my life as meaningful and complete.

But for now, I am just Tuan Pham. Going to college for something that I will never be happy doing. I want to make my family proud of me and know that all my stupid decisions in life aren't gonna weigh me down. I WILL make a name for myself and not settle for just being "normal."

back to bloggin, calms the soul

Ive been slacking on this bloggin business for the past month. I will try and keep this more updated then I have been. Anyways, I still have my s2k (refer to previous blog). The douche bag flaked at the last second. He had me call up the bank and get everything ready and ended up backing out at the last second. The initial asking price was 16k and i dropped it down to 15300. He agreed and said he would cut me a check that coming Monday. Then he calls me Monday and said his bank will only give me 14300. So I said "no go." and the deal was killed. O well.... I threw her on Autotrader 2 days ago, so it should be gone soon. Hopefully the coming winter wont kill my sale too much.

We had a blackout when I came into work today. I started my shift at 4pm and at about 5:30, all the electricity in the store/mall/whole block went out. Apparently a semi hit one of the nearby transformers. It was actually pretty fun, we ran around the store with flashlights and just screwing around. I accidentally set off an alarm when I pulled the cords off of one of the cameras for shits and giggles (i didnt think it had power going to it, lol.) Anyways, up til 7pm, we had no power, so they let a bunch of people go home, and I thought that meant me. I drive all the way home and start tuning into the CMA awards. Then I get a phone call telling me I needed to stay til the power turns back on so I can close =/. I went back there and didnt leave til about 9:10.

I got a letter in the mail a few days ago telling me that I needed to pay a $5 ticket for a parking violation on campus. I didnt think anything of it, since I'm pretty sure they dont have late fees on the ticket. Anyways, I go to register for my classes next semester and it tells me I am restricted because of a ticket, LOL. I tried to go pay it the same day, but the lady wasnt there. So memo to myself, GET IT TAKEN CARE OF SOON OR YOUR CLASSES WILL BE FULL!

On to my love.. life of lack thereof, lol. I really started to fall for this girl that hung around me alot for the past few weeks. We've been friends (i know, shouldnt of even bothered) for awhile and I've always had an attraction to her. But she just seems to jump from guy to guy, and it bothers me, but I really have no say. Sluts, whores, hoes, etc are real turnoffs to me. But shes an exception(why does this sound so bad...), I really care about her alot, and sometimes I come off as a dick for the things I say to her. But I only say it so maybe she could slow herself down. You dont get a trophy for peaking in your teens. I dont know why I bother letting it get to me, cause I know damn well, if we ever got together, I would get my heartbroken. That in itself should be enough for me to stop caring about it. I called her a couple times last week, and each time she was in a different town with a different guy, but tried to be shady about it. Good thing I play so much damn poker, I can tell when somebody is hiding something, lol. I havent talked to her at all since then. It sucks, but o well. There are more fish in the sea. Too bad I'm a horrible fisherman.