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Thank God it's Friday. This week has been crazy. I've got 25 hours of sleep this week and I have so much more to do. It's ok though. I'm looking forward to spending time with family and my little oompa loompa (my BFF who's pregnant. She kinda big). Tomorrow is gonna be tiring and exciting all in one. Can't wait. Living in the moment

If you're racist don't read this blog lol

We were talking about racism and its effects in class yesterday. It's a touchy subject and it's hard to change the mind of anyone who doesn't welcome change. I think it is sad when we live in a world where people are so blind that skin color actually matters. I can't even fathom where the idea came from. I understand Columbus came to America and made the Native Americans slaves (which is why Columbus day is a joke and not nationally celebrated anymore, ha) and took them to England, etc. But when did it become a "fact" that black is bad? Dark skin is evil? It's not like the black people ravaged and pillaged and started knocking a bunch of white people over the head. They were just people who were uneducated because of their culture and the white man saw a way to make a quick buck. Some of the slaves were so submissive. How could submission be viewed as a threat? I find it so hard to even look through that eye because I think it's ignorant. How you are raised is how you are raised. But once you become an adult, you are your own person. You make your own ideas, probably pay your own bills, SO GET YOUR OWN IDEAS!!!!!!!!!!!!! Black, Brown, Yellow, whatever, does not = stupid or threat. For God's sake, the Simpsons are yellow and that's only a few shades away from being black if you want to talk cartoon colors. White people and half of America loved the Simpsons. I think racism is a joke. It is very real but the idea that people can't get along because of their color is sickening. Hate me because I don't have a penis. Hate me because my smile is too bright. Hate me because my big toe is slightly larger than normal, but don't hate me because of my color. I can probably do the job just as well or better. Minorities are taking over, so get with it or perish and leave the color loving people here to share a world or harmony and unity. That's harsh, but hey everyone has to kick rocks some time.

Life is Truly Interesting

You wake up in the morning and never really know what will happen. You think it will be an ordinary day. You'll get dressed, go to work or chill with friends and be a bum, eat, watch a little TV, do a little bit of work, and then go to bed. Yeah right!!! Life is so exciting and so much more than that. I truly believe life is what you make it. Take chances. Get out and feel the wind. Don't just sit inside and let life pass you by. Life has so many opportunities, even in this down economy we have. If you want to be a plumber and get turned down for 30 jobs in your area, go for job 31, or if you don't have any major family ties go to a place where plumbers are in high demand. Lemons. You can either make lemonade, add it to bleach to make a really good cleaner, or put it on your face to clean your pores. Either way the lemon had many purposes. It all depends on how you look at it.

High school reunion

I'm so excited. I seen almost all my good friends from high school. It's amazing. It's my friends birthday and almost ebveryone is here. This is the stress reliever I needed. Thank God for the opposite sex. I needed a night of drinks and good friends. I'm really happy.

Love Hate Date-Escape!

It's hard to love. It's even harder to compromise- if you're me. I like to have things my my. I'm the queen in my own castle and I'll allow a guest to rule, but you start doing things to aggravate me and it's see ya later. Well, I've learn the art of compromising because apparently I think this person is worth it, which says a lot, and now that he has a little room to be a big shot he wants to control the whole show. I'm out my element and it's taking all my inner love and strength to not toss him from a bridge. Seriously, I'm love him but really? Stealing my thunder, not happening. If anyone didn't know us, they would think that we aren't a great match. I'm venting of course, to spare his feelings, but hey if he read this it's fair game. He doesn't even know I have a blog so phew, no worries. It's been almost 5 years. We're young but I think if anyone can put up with an immature 17 year old and stick with him until he became an immature 22 year old, it is definitely pass the puppy love phase. It's a full blown relationship. Now he wants to plan our wedding (he's not ready in my opinion) and he wants to tell me what dress would be contemporary! Like Dude, it's my wedding, my day (oops ours), and my moment where I feel over the top gorgeous. Sit down before the groom on the cake gets replaced. OK, I'm being rash. We have plenty of time before we say I do. Things could change. But I don't want to wear orange instead of white. Bars don't look so hot on me.

Sick Sense of Pride

Is it wrong to feel more tired than you have in your life, want to cry, and work 13 hours and still feel pride? That's what I feel. Today has been tough. Came in to work today, ready to take over the world. Or at least the customers. Today, went off smoothly. I went to get my eyebrows waxed on my lunch and ate Japanese food. I was a little late getting back to work but it was ok. It wasn't until 6pm that my back started aching, and that little voice inside my head started screaming, "Why are you torturing me?!!!!". Then I have to go home and do homework for the teacher that keeps telling me my work sucked. She gave me a D yesterday! A D!!!!! I almost passed out. She did agree to give us a pass on the assignment because aparrently she wasn't clear and everyone in the class got either an F or a D. Hmm..... Anyway, this was about my sick sense of pride and my internal struggle not to kick my own @$$. Time is money. And right now I'm on the clock. Gotta jet!

Bad Girls

I should be in bed right now, getting ready for a long day at work tomorrow, yet I'm sitting here watching the Bad Girl's Club. Most of those girls are so obnoxious but yet their drama pulls me in. I thought I was a bad girl but these girls really take the cake. And some of these girls make me want to jump through the screen and rip them a new one. What happened to sophistication and decency? Don't get me wrong, I like my mini skirts and stilettos, but I still like to look professional. Girls in the world these days. I can't wait to watch next weeks episode!

Thrilled About Shoe Shopping

The title is a little misleading because I don't just like to shop for shoes, I love to shop for almost everything. I go to Wal-Mart at least 3-4 times a week. If all my bills are paid and I have $500 to mine name, $150 goes to clothes, shoes, or something I can get some appreciation out of. This week it's dress pants. I've gained a little weight (and when I say little it was 22 lbs but according to everyone I was anorexic and the weight makes me look healthy. Such great friends). My work pants are a little snug. A few days ago, I was wiggling into a pair of black slacks and broke a belt loop while trying to pull my pants up. I was running a little behind schedule, so I had to deal with the pants and just put a paper clip on it once I got to work.
Another time, I tried on one of my favorite shirts and had on my favorite bra. Yeah, well the bra made me look as if I had the love handles all over my sides and my breast couldn't breathe. Dorthy, you're not a little girl anymore. I guess I need bigger clothes. So, I'm excited. I love shopping anyway, and I love to look good. What a great combination! I can't wait. I'm getting new bras (not that it's any one's business I guess), new pants, and a few new shirts. I think I just need a sugar daddy so I can spend his money (j/k). Seriously, the thrill of shopping is getting so see what new trends are out and what some kooky designer was able to pass off as fashion. Shopping is great. The thrill is in the chase.

Just One of Those Days

Yesterday looked promising. I used past tense because I truly felt it would be a great day when I woke up that morning. I got dressed and felt confident. It was casual day at work so I was really relaxed and laid back. Too bad my day didn't remain that way. I was super excited because I had set an appointment with an academic advisor to complete all the criteria I needed to cover prior to graduation. I have 2 weeks of vacation time and a personal day I can use, yet I wasn't able to get the day off. That kind of mad me upset a little but it's corporate American, so what are ya' gonna do?
I did skip one crucial detail. I should have known how my day was going to turn out before I even set foot in work. I had on these really cute pumps that I've only worn twice. I was walking to the door from my car and slipped over the speed hump. I didn't fall! But I did see my life flash before my eyes. Instead of saying, "Hey, it's going to be a crappy day", I took the optimistic high road and pressed forward.
Moving forward, my computer kept shutting down on me. I slipped again leaving work, and I stayed up all night trying to complete an assignment I didn't believe in anyway. The assignment had no direction or guidance, yet my teacher expects us to "get it" and come up with a perfect project. She's off her rockers. But not one to complain, I do my best and hope that when I turn in my assignment today, it we at least be satisfactory in her opinion. It wasn't until 1AM that I finally was able to rest and but my crazy day behind me. I can't wait until tomorrow.

Realization

I'm sitting at work, after being her for 8 hours and going to school then coming back. I'm exhausted and tired but I push on because the company needs me. It is here at work that I have a realization. People around me are in my life for a season. Not everyone is meant to be in my life. There are some people who are meant to be in my life whether I want them to or not. I also realized that I'm more grown up today than I was yesterday. I'm in a relationship that I figured was pretty mature. 5 years is a long time to be with someone, whether you're 21 or 35. Well, the relationship definitely has some tenure but we are still very young. I don't think there's a certain age that is too young for marriage and yadda. However, maturity helps a marriage sustain. I don't believe in divorce. Sure, it's real just not my cup of tea. I also don't want bastard children. Not that there is anything wrong with them but I want my kids to grow up in a two parent home if possible. Anyway, I kind of drifted off. Back to my relationship. I've seen so many changes in him since the beginning. I've been patient and never tried to change him and he's a better man for that. Now I'm facing his ego. Sure, he's attractive but he's no Jon Bon Jovi. It seems his ego has to be stroked and apparently my stroking isn't enough. Don't get me wrong, he's a good boy. He's been faithful (at least that I know of) and he's pretty loving and sweet. He just needs to hear you're sexy about 10 times a day (no not literally). I'm just waiting for him to reach that stage where your wife, you children, and your job become your life. He's young. I'll wait. At least for now. I realized if it's love it works. If not, lesson learned and move on.

Hump Day Thoughts

Obviously, today is Wednesday. It's another day. This morning I woke up and felt gloomy. I didn't feel like going to work. I didn't feeling like smiling at anyone. I just wanted to lie in bed and stay there until Thursday came. Well So much for that. Life kicked me in the butt. I had to go to work. I had to smile at the people at work. I also had homework, so sleeping the day away was out of the question. So, why was I so gloomy? I guess because I'm a female. At times this quality is wonderful. Other times it's awful. I wonder what God was thinking giving women feelings. Why did we have to be the creatures who want an emotional attachment, and kids, and happiness. Why did we have to like princesses and fairy tales, and believe in Prince Charming? Don't get me wrong. I love having the body I have (most of the time) and being able to get dolled up. But I hate the periods, hate the emotional side, and all the dainty little times where life is just wonderful. And no I'm not on my monthly. I'm simply having a bad day. Although it did perk up a little. I found a lost item I thought was stolen and got verification that I'll be graduating on time. So, a little bit of sunshine has shone through. Anyway, I'm taking a mini hiatus as well. Cutting off the world, with the exception of the people I have to talk to and the people reading my blog. So, off I go. More later. Ciao!