Wednesday, May 30, 2007

life is funny

I remember turning 18 years old (I say that like it was decades ago) and feeling like I could conquer anything. High school was coming to an end (some college was bound to accept me, right?), my classes were easy compared to the excruciatingly difficult ones I had junior year (what the hell was I thinking taking AP Physics??), and I felt like I had a lot of things figured out. That was a short-lived feeling because I woke up one morning to what felt like two smacks on the sides of my face. I didn't know shit; I was just a naive 18-year-old. And sometimes it takes something devastating to throw you off your high horse.

But you know what? Life goes on. You're up one day and down the next. You win some, you lose some. You don't always get what you want. What other cliches can I add in?

Yet they are cliches because they're true. And that's life.

I'm choosing not to talk about the bad things because... I just don't want to (Can I be any more vague?). I guess some people can assume that I am unfeeling, but I choose not to focus on the negative, or to draw pity or sympathy, or maybe I really am not strong enough to talk about such things after all. Or all of the above. Or it's private, ok?

Regardless, that's life. And sometimes, you just have to smile through it. Like when you come to a job interview and see that you sent in the wrong resume to the wrong magazine. You smile and you go on like you're the most qualified ass for the job. Maybe you'll get it. Life's funny that way.

True story.

Monday, May 14, 2007

clothing optional

I miss lying on the beach under the hot sun with the least amount of clothing on that's allowed by law. I need a vacation. I also need money for a vacation. Damn it!

There really is no point to reading this because I clearly have nothing substantial to write.

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

and even though you was a crack fiend, mama you always was a black queen...

...yeah, I know I'm not black. But in a past life I was. I was an African queen.

Anyway, I've bought my sister at least 2 Elmo dolls for Christmas in the past how many years. A Hokey Pokey Elmo has been sitting on the shelf with dead batteries for over 2 years. Meanwhile the exercising Elmo has been on the floor, low on batteries from the play time. Today, my mom decided to replace the batteries on the Hokey Pokey Elmo and play it. What's an even more brilliant idea? Play it together with the other Elmo! So there we were, me and my mom, two grown women cracking up at toys for children ages 2 and up. My sister watched with a confused look on her face.

I love my mama.

Friday, May 4, 2007

I've missed you so

It's been a while I guess. Finals are almost over. Summer is almost here. Hmmm, what else? My internship ended and I think tonight is the last night I'm spending in the Queens campus. I am beyond relieved. I honestly can hardly type a sentence because I'm so tired. So tired. But I have no clue why I'm not sleeping yet.

I really don't know what I wanted to write in the first place. Good night!