The art of sacrificing

How do you sacrifice something for someone you don't want to (sacrifice for)? (Damn it's a mouthful right there)

Well, according to my brain today ... you don't (do it). But we do it all the time, so we won't be perceive as a bad and selfish person. So I guess the next question is how much is too much. Like anything maybe (PMS hormone talking and taking over my brain right now). I just wish there is some kind of meter for this kind of situation.

Like right now, do I not watch the Bryan brothers because my roomie's ex roommate is here and she might need company? Umm, no. I'm watching them. I realized that my priority is kinda askew there. Is it selfish? Um, no (according to my PMS-ed brain). She can manage on her own. Beside I'm not the one who invited her here. Ha. Very good answer no?

But see, my good hearted conscience is tugging guilt string on my head. Oh wait, I just stopped it. Because heck, I want to watch the Bryan brothers right now. And she can wait. And the Toronto trip should be a major sacrifice already. So there.

Whatever.

Suffocated

Oh. My. God. Really? I can't take it anymore. This is too much.

My exciting Labor Day weekend is now a sour one. Was exciting when CBS announce the 3 day broadcast of US Open (no more squinting at my laptop screen anymore). Was exciting that I get to be lazy, not wake up early (it sucks when you have to wake up @ 6.15 am so you can get to work @ 8 ... tho' my body apparently knows this routine and stubbornly wakes up at least @ 7 ... ish). Was excited, it was going to be a great weekend (I realized that my happy list is kinda short and easy to fulfill but hey, who cares ...)

But nooooo. These two ladies I'm stuck with in the house have to be so depressing. Oh. My. God. Really? I have to remove myself out of the room because it was just too much to take (I'm writing this while my stomach is growling for food. Imagine that? My sanity is more important than food ... huh).

I realized that I can't always be in a happy situation all the time, but this is too much. Too much sad stories, too much crying, too much hysteria, too much complaining. Why can't we share some happy stories and lift each other spirits up? Why is it so hard to do that? Why do you have to cry everytime? Oh my god. Oh my god. STOP!!! (spewing fire and ashes)

Okay. Need. To. Breath.

*sigh*

I'm off to get some dinner. Bob better cheer me up.

Tennis priorities

During US Open:

1. Bryan brothers (Bob and Mike, no. 1 double team) goes first
2. Anything with Rafael Nadal comes close second (PiP feature can be use)
3. Federer matches is also a must, as long as it doesn't interfere with two points above
4. John Isner or Andy Roddick or Mardy Fish comes next
5. Any other players worth watching