I dont have anything to say. I get like this when they disappoint me. They do this every season and make stupid trades and moves. No one talk to me. Everyone stop texting me and leaving me voicemails and calling me if I've heard. Stop it. Im so mad.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
Melite
A wonderous woman has just entered my life. Before I met her, I used to have my coworkers mentioning her asking me if I've met her yet. The first day I met her the thing that caught my eye was her Louis Vuitton purse. Then the second day I met her it was her Ferragamo sunglasses and 2 ply cashmere scarf from Greece when she was checking in. I've worked with her many times after that and when I've worked with her she had answered any questions I've had and short conversations were given while she walked past the office. There was something mysterious about her that I loved. And maybe its because I love mysterious women and that I tend to follow that trend, I let the relationship be. I never pried into her life that everyone hinted about and treated her as a regular coworker of mine. We did our office work and did the polite business talks. From this, I believe she was amused and went on with it as well while we were laughing openly with our other coworkers. Two weeks ago they put me closely training with her. And slowly, I got to know this amazing woman. And today, I was lucky enough to sip a cup of coffee with her at the concierge while she let me into her life.
Im going to pass the sad hardship story because everyone has one, and my purpose is to not make this entry a drama episode where the heroine tries to find her way in life, falls in love, goes through a tragedy, then lives a realistic happily ever after in the end. Or something along those four main scenes. She has a house in Palo Alto right behind the Stanford shopping center. She showed me her house online and its worth $1,800,000. It has a tennis court, encloses 3 stories, a dog, and looks something along the lines of a brick castle. Now, I know a lot of people with nice houses and nice cars and nice things. But never has a single woman with two teenage boys attending St Francis who works for fun and just to stay busy has 2 care homes (one in Arizona and one in Hillsborough) who can teach me stocks and flips and how to save and has an awesome fashion sense and is a golden donor to the Samaritan House of San Mateo sit me down and tell me that she sees something in me.
What a wonderful feeling to hear this person who has just amazed you with her life amenities tell you with confidence that you are going to do great things. I heard the finish school. Work hard. Then she smiled and told me how she sees how I am and how that was her at my age. How I'm destined for great things if I keep at it and to not listen to advice that will just confuse me and tug me on different paths. She told me that being a lady is not a disadvantage because if you use it right it becomes an advantage. She told me to use my beauty to get what I target and use your head. Because your beauty will flow from your head. We talked about books and politics and handbags and stocks and real estate. She told me about the property and how to handle different guests. We went online shopping on ELuxury.com and gushed over new designer bags and I helped her assist the concierge on the 11th floor.
I wondered why I was so amazed by this woman when I have successful group that is headed in her direction. Then I came to the conclusion that all this time that I want to be like her. I want that. Everything she has, that has been my aim. And she's achieved everything that I'm after. And I'm flabberghasted how she told me I remind her of myself at my age. "Ako was makataungun maibigan ka." "I was just like you." I'm watching her closely. Every advice she gives me I'm going to do. I believe every person you meet comes into your life for a reason. Let's just say I know Melite's purpose. I just landed a new role model.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Yesterday I woke up to non stop Flamingo ring tones and shooting star sound text messages playing in my ear. I picked up the phone to 5 new voice mails and 7 missed calls and 4 new text messages. The electronic generic music would last through out the day as friends and family wished me happy birthday. It feels like its always someones birthday every week. And when you wish them Happy birthday and how does it feel to be ____, or are you excited, the answer always stays as "ya I'm OK" or "not really" or I feel the same. Jimson said if you feel like its always someones birthday every week then that means you have too many friends. I run with a popstars and rockstars, what can I say?
I started my day out as promised at Bally's to do a cardio workout. Now, the thing with me and working out is it helps me straighten out my mind. Theres something about burning, toning, and heating up that keeps me sane. My new Sony headphones blasted N.E.R.D in my ear as I finished course 6 on the elliptical and ran the shit out of the treadmill. The Ballys guys all wished me happy birthday and tried to me give me that protein powder stuff that they take, but I conned them into giving me a pack of Luna bars instead. I laid myself down in the sauna after a dip in the jacuzzi to ease myself, closed my eyes, and went through the 24 years of my crazy life and what I've accomplished.
And what I have left to accomplish.
My accomplishment list is big but so is my to do list as well. Trust. I'm sure you already get the gist that I embrace a life that leads me into something bigger. Dream big. Aim big. Do you. Go after it. Make mistakes then get up and when a friend makes a mistake, you help them up. If you want to be successful then surround yourself with successful people.
I went home and worked on the show for a while. I had a great talk with Ariel that night before on what he sees in me and my ideas for marketing and my work ethic. We had talked about everything that night. Boys, girls, friends, the show, music, being on another level, health, and where this exhilarating ride called life is leading us. It just made me want to work harder on everything I do. Distortion 2 Static has become my life. A dope set of friends so passionate about music and entailing it in their own different way, we all contribute to the greater cause of hip hop. I am blessed to belong to a group of mind like individuals. Everything we stand for, I'm all for it. I must be doing something right. They could have taken anyone on as part of their family. But they took me. And that's a wonderful feeling.
Jimson and Mike took me to Pacific Catch for lunch. They passed me my birthday blunt and we drove through the city and into the Sunset. On the corner of 9th and Lincoln, most people know of it as the old Cannabis place. We used to hang out at Cannabis when there were open mics and my old Spintronix DJs roommates and the girls would sip on coffee, tea, and alcohol, depending on our mood as we scrounged for couch seats and listened to artists spit their game of art, lyrics, and music on the mic. Now turned into a restaurant, the place still looks the same but brighter. The menu leads on a Hawaiian, Japanese, and Mexican style of food specializing in seafood. Phone calls still ringing, I said my thanks yous and told them whats going on for Saturday. I accepted compliments uneasily as I wished to get off the phone. One thing about me, I hate repeated compliments or when someone patronizes you. Imagine a whole day of that! That was me yesterday. After, we went to Clear Channel where Jimson had to pick up tickets at the station. He handed me a white envelope with 2 Kanye tickets in section 113. I laughed and said thank you, then frowned and said I couldn't take it. I have work until 11 that night.
Now, in order for me to be where I want to be, I need to make sacrifices. This is so hard. Ever since I've started this corporate job, I haven't had time to hang out with my bests, my family, I'm not always up to date on whats going on, and no- I can't use advantage of my comp if there's an event going on. Now I understand why people go for drinks right after work. I don't think I will ever get a chill day at work ever in my life anymore. But if I want to stay at the top, I have to pay my dues. And yes, I am at the top. My time management is very stiff right now, and I'm not as flexible as I used to be. I hope my friends and family understand that. Right now, my mind is all on me. Whats best for me and what I need to do. So I hope they understand if I don't have the most time for them as I used to and all I want to do is have a cup of coffee at Starbucks or stay at home once in awhile or just hang out at a bar instead of doing such and such. My mind's on work and school. I see where this job can take me and what I can learn from it. It's going to help me in the entertainment industry too and I'll be able to handle and have input in my preferred job through training and learning from the corporate one.
I went back home and got ready for my third date of the day with my close family and friends at Bucca de Beppo, another hangout of ours. We took a corner room of 15ish of us while we had family style portions of everything Italian. We ordered a bottle of house wine all around and filled our glasses to the top. Or shall I say Tamara filled our glasses to the top. As you can see, I share a lot of dinner parties with my friends and family. Again, we toasted to my birthday round after round of red wine from Italy. Louder and louder my party grew as finally we became the last ones in the restaurant. Again. 2 hours filled of laughs and girlfriends trying to get their thoughts across before someone else interrupted.
Date 4: Skylark. Four cars filled with girls who've had a stressful week and needed to drink... well actually, take shots, we did more rounds until we caught ourselves before we started slurring over our words. We met more friends there and more drinks were passed around. More birthday drinks were offered until I felt like running away and outside where I'd be safe from that smell of alcohol. We ended up half of us outside and half inside, trading places and entertaining friends, being socialites on Mission and Valencia.
So this is how it feels to be 24. I do feel older. I feel like I've done so much already, why stop now? It's going to be a great year for me. You have no idea what I have in store.......
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