I decided to enter the the latest 20SB Carnival, aaaaaaand “This post is a part of 20SB’s Looking Back Blog Carnival, and Ben & Jerry’s is awarding free ice cream to lucky bloggers and readers!” Whooo!

It’s a long one, but it was such a great time in my life. Just reading about it makes me all gooey and ooey and happy mushy gushy again. Blech This is from January 2009.

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Quite a bit has happened since I last posted, and now I feel that I’ve fallen behind. Since I have some free time (due to one of the most recent changes), I thought I’d spruce up the site a little with some more of my words.

Let’s see, where to begin? First off, after I wrote my last post, I took a nap. The nap was, then, interrupted prematurely by none other than my dearest Matthew, who was waking me up to go to the New Year’s Eve party. Ok, ok. I was cranky. I’m not exactly known to wake up in the best of moods right after taking a 2-ish hour nap (into the evening). After some general unpleasantness, I was fine and I didn’t ruin the evening, thankfully enough.

The party was fun. My good friend bought me Hello Kitty UNO, so I had to play that, of course. The game was awesome, and when I say awesome, I mean that there are no other words to describe it. It’s what every other Hello Kitty thing is. Slightly creepy and kind of weird, but very cute and attractive and well, pink. The Japanese have some problems But I can say that. I’m Asian. AAAaaaaaaaaaaaanyway, goodness, I like to get off on tangents.

New Year’s Eve is when my group of friends celebrate the tradition of Festivus. If any of you have seen the Seinfeld episode where George’s family celebrates Festivus (Christmas for some… Festivus for the rest of us), then you’ll know what I’m talking about. If you others who have not seen it or know anything about what I’m talking about, you can Google it and find a plethora of information about it. One tradition celebrated was the “Airing of Grievances.” This is one tradition that has the potential to stick around with my group, so we celebrated it again… 2nd annual, that is. We sit in a half circle with the “Airer” standing at the front of the group. As “airer” goes around the circle, he/she states at least one thing about each person that was done to him/her during the past year that they didn’t like. We are, then, to forgive and forget into the New Year and start out right. It’s always a bunch of silliness, due to a lot of drunkenness, but sometimes there are serious disagreements.

To shorten an already long story, Matthew had been avoiding me all evening, or at least I thought. I would hug him, and he would move away. I thought he was upset with me for some reason, and I didn’t know why. He didn’t even sit next to me during the grievances, even though there was a sizeable spot left open next to me. Usually, I have a Matthew to sit next to me, so no one sat there. Go figure. During his grievances, he passed me. I didn’t know what to think, other than that he must still be mad at me. Then, he came back to me and started saying things that didn’t make sense to me at all. “Brandy has been my best friend for over two years now. I have no genuine grievances against her. I do know that I want to spend my life with her, because I love her more than I love anyone else.” and blah blah blah, I really don’t remember a whole lot else, but then, he came over to me and got on his knee (in front of everyone!) and asked me to be his bride. Eek! Didn’t see that one coming. I couldn’t really comprehend everything going on, but I took the box from him and then said, of course.

I vaguely remember hearing some cheering and clapping, but really all I can remember is his face and the way I felt in his arms. To sound extremely sappy (which is totally unlike cynical, stoic Asian Brandy), it was such an incredible moment to know that he wants to spend the rest of his life with me. Marriage is crazy.

Anyway, whoa! That was one change. And I totally didn’t see it coming.

Then, some other stuff happened… but I don’t really want to talk about it.

And then, finally, yesterday. Lil trucky’s transmission kaputted. It was on it’s last leg anyway, but I didn’t expect her death to be so soon. Or stinky. Matthew and I are going to get my new car on Saturday, granted they have it up here by that time. I’m getting a new-ish car! Well, technically, it’s used, but it’s new to me.

Wedding planning is not coming. I am so bad at planning ahead for things of little interest to me. Now, now, I know what you’re thinking, but I don’t really want to plan this thing. I don’t want anyone else to plan it for me. I want extremely simple, but I’m hitting a few obstacles. Anyone have any advice to a small one just starting out?

That’s it for now. I think I’ve bored you long enough. Now, because I have no mode of transportation, I’ll start some reading or Pokeman (seriously though, I love my DS) or make some dinner or something. Looks to be a night of great potential. Laters!