Thursday, March 5, 2015

PETER, Get Your Shit Together!!

Hmm...that photo diary thing is flopping before it even began. Well anyway, I turned 26 two weeks ago. I don't really feel any different besides the fact that I take pretty long naps after work. Almost always, I get about 5.5~6 hours of sleep but it obviously doesn't suffice. Taking into account those naps, I would then get 7~8 hours but I'm not sure if those really count. I do literally knock out though.
Not too long ago, I went to get my taxes done along with my mom. Our accountant dude has really good talking skills. I don't know. He's really easy to talk to and really knows how to strike a conversation. It's pretty astounding but then I don't know, maybe it's because we're in that same age bracket and come from similar backgrounds. When he asked how it was going, I was like "good" and it just hit me that I sort of lived that episode of "30 Rock" where Liz Lemon lives the same events every year and her accountant would hear the same thing every year. I was like "nothing's changed. I still work at the same place" and then he asked if I had health insurance since the fines go into effect this year. He then followed up with some refund information and we just talked about television shows until my mom left with another accountant and I was like "you can go eat your lunch now". In between all that, I was like "hopefully next year, this [W-2] will be different and I'll be working full time somewhere else". Now I really have to brace myself for rejection and change................................or I'll be rejected so badly that nothing will change...............who knows.

Sunday, February 1, 2015

Sick (again...)

Soooo, I said I'd update this more. What a lie. I have no excuses, really. It's just a whim whenever I get on this. I had a cold around Christmas time and I thought I'd be done with it, but now I'm back to being all phlegm-y and booger-y. It's so hard to sleep when your boogers clog your nose because your head isn't exactly in the best position to clear your sinuses. I guess this post will mostly be health related.

Health insurance deadline is on the 15th of this month and I kind of have anxiety when it comes to calling unfamiliar numbers, so I've been putting it off. I'll probably gather the courage to get around trying to retrieve my password to the Covered California website this week. The online chat thing was so useless. The family needs to get their taxes done early anyway, so I need to be able to log in to the website to retrieve the tax forms which I don't even know if I'm exempt from because I was offered government issued health insurance but THEY messed up my address and I basically waited 6 months for forms and then I was informed by MediCAL that I, MYSELF, would have to call back to fix THEIR mistake. It's not like I wrote my address wrong on that website because my dad got his mail and stuff just fine, ugh. My brother doesn't even have income, so does he get fined too? or will my parents get fined for not fully insuring him? Ah, being the child to immigrant parents who can't speak English is so stressful.

Furthermore, I recently was so conflicted on joining a gym and whether I should get my mom to help me or just fess up, be an adult, and pay more for the membership. I also had to decide between two gyms and come down to which one would be more logical. I narrowed it down between UFC Gym and 24 Hour Fitness which both are open 24 hours, but one was much further from home. I ended up choosing 24 without the Costco deal. My mom hasn't been working a whole lot recently, so it's only right that I'd just do everything myself...even though I'm paying about $15'ish dollars more per month, if I had gone through with the Costco deal. I would've had to give her a large sum of cash, only to have like 60% of it be spent on me. Oh, the price I pay to take the high road. I forgot to mention that I was very dead set on getting a membership at that time because the first month would be free, so that would basically cut the initiation fee in half. If I were to join UFC, the same initiation fee would've been much three times higher, according to some reviews I read. I wasn't planning on joining a gym until my dog turned one but since he's slowly maturing, I could find time to squeeze in an hour and a half or so to go to the gym without worrying that he'll go nuts at home. I can also put him in his crate around one in the morning and he can pretty much be asleep in it until my usual wake up time of around ten in the morning but I only get around six hours of sleep before my biological clock wakes me, ugh.