In a perfect world...

I would have my cake and I'd eat it. All of it. AND I'd lick the plate after I were finished.

But it's not a perfect world and it will never come close to one. Lately, I've been presented with these thought provoking situations. What if this...what if that... I've been told that I think too much, but I can't help it. Thinking too much can get you into trouble, but not thinking enough can do just as much damage. As I was studying earlier, my mind started to wander. I thought...that in a perfect world, I could be challenged everyday, passionately. I could have love and security and be completely happy. I would know who "the one" is. I could go back in time and right my wrongs. I could have babies and not end up with stretch marks and a fat ass. People would accept and embrace aging. Violence will be no more. In a perfect world, I would be able to freeze time, whenever time was right.

Happy Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving weekend is going to be wonderful. The plethora of yummy foods, family, and friends. What am I thankful for?



I am thankful to have loved and been loved.

2nd Chances

Who out there is deserving of a 2nd chance? I have faith in the goodness of people and if that prevails, then yes, 2nd chances should be given. It's just a matter of when the change can happen and if it is enough to make a difference. I for one, am an advocate of change. YES WE CAN! Change was the apparent theme of 2009. I've seen transformations within others and more importantly within myself. Physically or mentally, I am always happy to see something different. Take for example, a certain someone disappears from your life and then shows up again, a completely different person...a better person. It's refreshing. It's like metamorphosis. When a tadpole becomes a frog! But then I start to wonder, how does this change happen so rapidly? Perhaps it was already happening right before my eyes and I too blinded to notice because of the mishaps of the past. Perhaps I simply took this for granted and didn't appreciate it until it was gone. Story of our lives.

Diaspora

Today's inspiration comes from a movie I just saw with my brother and mom: The Dust of Life. It was an independent Vietnamese film, which tells the story of young teens, torn from their home country in the Vietnam War. They try to make a living here, but end up disappointing and ruining everything that their parents sacrificed for them. I was suddenly reminded of the inexplicable hardships that my parents endured to get to here, so that we could have a better life. I tend to forget that and take them for granted.

It's my Friday

I finally got the chance to catch up with a one of my gfs today. I <3 Frannie. Last I saw her, I was at Caeser's Garden in Vegas. I was standing next to her at the alter as she promised herself to the man of her dreams. I wonder if I'll ever find the man of my dreams or maybe I've found him already and I just don't know it. But I have a feeling!

Anyway, we went to Crawdaddy and filled ourselves up with all the crawfish, shrimp and raw oyster goodness. Now I'm sitting in my room with a pint of ice cream next to me, watching the Lakers/Suns game on TV and blogging about nothing in particular, because my mind is clear and I am as happy as a clam. As I should be! It's been a long crazy week and I'm glad that it's the weekend. 4 day weekend to be exact =) I don't know why I'm in such a good mood right now. It could be that I'm in my own bed. With the remodeling still going on in the house, I haven't been sleeping at home and it feels weird. Strangers in and out of my house, things boxed up and debris everywhere. There's no other place I'd rather be right now.

Milestones

Today, one of us turned 25. She's the first one too! Unbelievable. I met her in Kindergarten. We were only 5 years old then...20 years later, I'm happy to say that we've remained close ever since. In all fairness, I saw her in her birthday suit today at Burke Williams =) Still looking good girlfriend!! Gravity and age haven't had an affect on you at all and I can't even tell that you've hit quarter century. Happy 25th Diana!


Which makes me think...I'm about to turn 25! No more excuses for foolish behavior. I'm on the brink of being a full on adult and there's no looking back. LOL excuse me for I tend to get dramatic. All for fun though. My list of things to do before quarter life milestone:

1. TBA

I am.

We definitely change as we get older, but only to a certain extent. Perhaps I can only speak for myself, but I've noticed that the behaviors and characteristics that I've had as a child still remain until this day. I was a crybaby, I'll have to admit. Nowadays, I still have my moments where I just need to cry. Even if for no reason, I'll do it because it makes me feel better. So when I ask for just 10 minutes alone, please be so kind. I had a mean streak when I was a kid. I still do. I always liked doing things that would scare me or give me a rush of adrenaline. Anything to get my heart beating fast. I always wanted to jump off of high places, so that I could pretend that I was flying, just for that split second. I've always had an active imagination and always had a liking for new and exciting things. I still do. I've made some mental notes of people who I've known for most of my life and I've realized that they too, have tendencies that will never change. Find out what those factors are and see what one's own "self" really means.

A lesson learned everyday

Selflessness- It takes a man to put others before himself. Sacrifice- Doing anything to ensure the safety of your loved ones. Strength- To be able to hold back and not let your anger overpower your ability to reason and to remain calm. Protection- Looking out for the well being of others, no matter how frustrated you are. Maturity- Being able to walk away when conflict stares you straight in the eye. Love- If it doesn’t hurt, it’s not love. Who rages and destroys everything in his pathway to make sure that others feel the pain and repercussions that he feels? It doesn’t matter who gets hurt, as long as there is someone to hurt. Savage- Like an animal who tears and rips things up and smashes objects. What is a piece of paper with writing on it? What is a photograph? A box of words? Was it worth it? He fails to realize that there is more below the surface that is untouchable. Bruises form and they heal. Tears fall and then dry up. Life goes on. But the series of painful events are embedded.