hmm hmm hmm..mmm.

to start this "silly" thing again...or not...the question.

in other news...currently digging the little willies, guilty texas pleasures.

blah blah blah

I feel like I am having an ugly century.

Besides the fact that I havent even been alive for two decades, an ugly century seems to be appropriate because I resemble my grandma so much. Not in eyes, mouth, mannerisms or wit; but style.

Sad, but true.

I am a grandma deep down inside.

And I dont know what to do about it. But lately it seems to be "caning" my bruises.

Hit me like a hurricane

I think life is so filled with mindless, trivial ideas, thoughts, occurrences, observations, emotions etc. etc. that most if not 99.5% escape our the value of significance.

But then there is one..or perhaps two. Moments..revelations..that well hit you harder than Katrina.

Similarly to a tragic event I cannot recall what happened immediately before my 'hurricane hit' nor what happened right after. All I remember is what happened.

The most life altering one occurred in highschool, pre-play, make up application time. All I can recall is mascara in hand, mouth awkwardly opened (you know that weird make up face) and hesitating...thinking 'I could do this for the rest of my life' and the could was not a surprise..but instead a desire. As if excavating the tip of a gold mine, I struck something and wanted more. Delve deep within to satisfy my greed.

My second revelation..again..mysterious in coming and most definitely going. I think I found my soulmate...or at least the person I would like to spend the rest of my life with. I am not sure why, or what exactly brought me to this decision but again the earth did not split apart and I tumbled down into the depths of the world. Ground didnt shake. Zero lightning...nothing. It just came..landed..settled in and now is here to stay.

My life changed last night.
In a good way.
A great way.
The best is yet to come...and I ain't (never) scared.

better

my dad said once, "I may be beaten but not broken."

I never heard anyone else say this and maybe my Dad created it but I doubt it. He's a collector of funny saying.

It is so true. Encompasses so much of someone.

I may be beaten today, but not broken.

an end

an end to being lame, starts today!

I've been slacking

But I really can't help it.

Spring Break is officially in less than 24 hours. And Bora Bora is in less than 48.

I am but a (wo)man.

everyday

someone said it was vacation season.
Someone else said it was mid terms.
Someone else blamed it on a sleep debt.
Someone else said it was because better things are around the corner.


No matter what everyone tells themselves, there is not an answer for restlessness. Restlessness when there are plenty of things to be do as in one should need rest, not have excess rest!

I call it a lack of motivation. A lack of motivation from being overly comfortable. Why would one want to move from a stagnant content state? Why would anyone want to force exhaustion, pressure, uncomfortableness etc etc on their self?

No one would want to. But someone else said it was because I want to better myself.

Super human syndrome.

Drug dealers, rap stars and alpha males are all prone to this.

Is it a bad thing?
I think not.

If anything it is a rare and desirable quality.

Everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I need to remind myself to do that.