The windows are being tinted on my brand-new 2005 Chevy Impala right now (will post pics as soon as I take some). I'm back in college, making new friends along the way. My job is great! I am excited about doing LEAD and promoting education to this area's youth. I am extremely excited about this because I love giving presentations about financial aid, college awareness, and how it IS possible to go to college.
I have everything I could ever want in a materialistic sense. My mom thinks I'm too materialistic because I like nice things in fashion, jewelry, accessories, cars... She thinks I need to focus on the things that money doesn't buy. I do focus on these things as well.
I feel rich because I have a family to go home to, even though we fight and argue sometimes.
I am rich because I have my baby goddaughter to watch grow up and help nurture.
I am rich because I have nieces and nephews to watch grow up as well. With these all these kids in my family, I don't need to have kids, lol.
I am rich because of the wonderful friendships I have in my life and I'm always ready to make more.
Most importantly, I am rich because I realize that in every thing that I do, God is there to guide me and strengthen me. Every time I fall, I trust that He will pick me up.
I am content with all that I have in life right now. I ask what more could I want?
Well, maybe a scholarship to pay my tuition and students loans off. Oh hell, it happens. God'll give me a good job to pay these debts off. What more could I want? To publish a novel that I need to complete.
I took a priority quiz once. This is what the result was - I'm trying to remember here...
1.) God
2.) career
3.) family
4.) friendships
5.) romance
My friends took the same quiz and were teasing me because of how romance fell at the bottom... Well....it's not that I don't want romance. It's just not something I am looking for right now. I am open for friendships with potential for a relationship. I can contradict myself right now, because my other blog "relfexionex" states that I want a relationship. Yeah, ooookay I want a relationship in time. I don't want to jump headfirst, eyes shut into a relationship with some fool I just met. And, hell no, I ain't about to jump into bed with some fool. The reason I make this last statement because I've noticed lately how a lot of guys that try to talk me, don't even hesitate to tell me their peepee is hard for me. I'm like "wtf?" I wanted conversation and friendship and you're asking for sex? I just met you, fool! I know some people jump in bed on the first night; I'm not going to deny it. But, when a guy approaches me, talking like that, it's a huge turnoff.
What more could I want? Hmmm....more time with R. Because he treats me like a lady. I've never been admired the way he admires me. He wants me to finish school, get my Master's. Keep it together. He warns me, tells me "you better not do something stupid like get pregnant or get married." The reason he makes these statements is because he knows what pressure I go through @ home. I don't even want to get into that. Too long a story. All I can say is: my family values family and starting a family more than education and pursuing my career. He knows me so well, knows that I want to get married upon completion of grad school, have a baby, settle down for a bit. WRITE. But he also understands what comes first. I love to be admired for these positive traits. By the way, R is my FRIEND. I cannot emphasize this any more. The tarot cards say we are not meant to be together; he was my dad or big brother in another life.
What more could I want? I am content now, I really am. I want to just sit back, enjoy my life, finish up this Bachelor's degree, get ready to move on. Spend time with my friends. Spend time watching my nieces and nephews grow up. Last night, Jazzy was drinking water out of her baby shampoo bottle like she was taking shots. I could not stop laughing!
Friday, August 26, 2005
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Barbie Q by Sandra Cisneros
If you didn't know, Sandra Cisneros is my most favorite author for many reasons. Most importantly, because she was the first Latina - Mexicana author I ever read. The moment I was exposed to her literature, I became inspired. Ironically, I read "Straw into Gold: The Metamorphsis of Every Day" and these words would continue to guide through my life as I have pursued my college career.
In my Ethnic Lit course, we just began with Cisneros' Women Hollering Creek & Other Stories. What better ethnic writer than Cisneros? I love this course. Number one because I have a background knowledge of most of the authors we will be reading. Number two, because I enjoy any type of literature. Number three, because I am getting exposure to MORE authors.
We read "Barbie Q" today. The reason I am blogging about this is because of all the memories that this one story brought back to me. I loved Barbies as a little girl. I had 48 of them. Yes, I said 48. By the way, - to the reader- what were your favorite toys as a child? When I played Barbies, I made up stories. Barbie divorced Ken and kept the house, boat, and pink Corvette. Things like this. Barbie beat up Midge for kissing Ken. Midge had twins from Ken. Stories, my own little soap operas. My family used to tease me because I had noises on in my bedroom as a child. Noises of conversation and music. Noises of stories. They thought I was talking to myself. Nombre, I was creating stories and my characters (the Barbies) were acting them out. Thought I'd share that personal memory with my readers. Well, I recommend Sandra Cisneros; she's an awesome writer. My all-time favorite.
Her stories and books are so full of culture, emotion, family values, identity issues. Everything! They can be applied universally as well. I admire her talent as a writer. I want to meet her one day. I really do. I want to walk right up to her, give her a big hug, and say "Thank you for being yourself. Thank you for being a writer. Most importantly, thank you for inspiring me."
I'll leave you with this quote from Cisneros in "Tepeyac": Who would've guessed, after all this time, it is me who will remember when everything else is forgotten...
Woman Hollering Creek and Other Stories, page 23.
In my Ethnic Lit course, we just began with Cisneros' Women Hollering Creek & Other Stories. What better ethnic writer than Cisneros? I love this course. Number one because I have a background knowledge of most of the authors we will be reading. Number two, because I enjoy any type of literature. Number three, because I am getting exposure to MORE authors.
We read "Barbie Q" today. The reason I am blogging about this is because of all the memories that this one story brought back to me. I loved Barbies as a little girl. I had 48 of them. Yes, I said 48. By the way, - to the reader- what were your favorite toys as a child? When I played Barbies, I made up stories. Barbie divorced Ken and kept the house, boat, and pink Corvette. Things like this. Barbie beat up Midge for kissing Ken. Midge had twins from Ken. Stories, my own little soap operas. My family used to tease me because I had noises on in my bedroom as a child. Noises of conversation and music. Noises of stories. They thought I was talking to myself. Nombre, I was creating stories and my characters (the Barbies) were acting them out. Thought I'd share that personal memory with my readers. Well, I recommend Sandra Cisneros; she's an awesome writer. My all-time favorite.
Her stories and books are so full of culture, emotion, family values, identity issues. Everything! They can be applied universally as well. I admire her talent as a writer. I want to meet her one day. I really do. I want to walk right up to her, give her a big hug, and say "Thank you for being yourself. Thank you for being a writer. Most importantly, thank you for inspiring me."
I'll leave you with this quote from Cisneros in "Tepeyac": Who would've guessed, after all this time, it is me who will remember when everything else is forgotten...
Woman Hollering Creek and Other Stories, page 23.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Tagged Again by Groove
Ok Groove tagged me again. This is fun, gives me something to do that helps me think a little more.
Here It Goes
Seven Things I…Plan to Do Before I Die:
1.) Get My MFA in Creative Writing
2.) Publish a Novel
3.) Travel
4.) Get Married to a Wonderful Intellectual Patient MATURE Gentleman
5.) Have a Baby - when I'm ready
6.) Own a House
7.) Own My Own Business
Things I Can Do:
1.) WRITE
2.) Speak in public in front of a large group of people
3.) Be Open-Minded
4.) Dance to Nearly Every Kind of Music (I Think)
5.) Be There for My Friends When They Need Me
6.) LOVE
7.) CARE
Things I Can’t Do:
1.) Fall Asleep before Midnight Unless I'm Extremely Tired
2.) Say NO When a Good Friend Asks for a Favor
3.) Avoid a Big Sale @ the Mall
4.) Can't Ever Own Enough Handbags and Shoes
5.) Bite My Tongue When Someone Disrespects Me or Someone I Care about
6.) Drive Slow
7.) Walk in Pointy Heels - too clumsy
Things I say most:
1.) Sweetie/Sweetheart
2.) My Love
3.) Nombre (No man)
4.) Hay no (Oh no)
5.) Boom (exclamation)
6.) No way!
7.) Are you for real?
I tag Mia, Shelley, Karla, Suezette, Felicia, Liz, and Fred! You wonderful friends!!!
Here It Goes
Seven Things I…Plan to Do Before I Die:
1.) Get My MFA in Creative Writing
2.) Publish a Novel
3.) Travel
4.) Get Married to a Wonderful Intellectual Patient MATURE Gentleman
5.) Have a Baby - when I'm ready
6.) Own a House
7.) Own My Own Business
Things I Can Do:
1.) WRITE
2.) Speak in public in front of a large group of people
3.) Be Open-Minded
4.) Dance to Nearly Every Kind of Music (I Think)
5.) Be There for My Friends When They Need Me
6.) LOVE
7.) CARE
Things I Can’t Do:
1.) Fall Asleep before Midnight Unless I'm Extremely Tired
2.) Say NO When a Good Friend Asks for a Favor
3.) Avoid a Big Sale @ the Mall
4.) Can't Ever Own Enough Handbags and Shoes
5.) Bite My Tongue When Someone Disrespects Me or Someone I Care about
6.) Drive Slow
7.) Walk in Pointy Heels - too clumsy
Things I say most:
1.) Sweetie/Sweetheart
2.) My Love
3.) Nombre (No man)
4.) Hay no (Oh no)
5.) Boom (exclamation)
6.) No way!
7.) Are you for real?
I tag Mia, Shelley, Karla, Suezette, Felicia, Liz, and Fred! You wonderful friends!!!
Monday, August 22, 2005
Started School Today Senior Year in College
I started college this week, and I'm embracing my senior year. Pulling it close to me and enjoying every minute. I had Poetry class tonight, wish I was learning how to write poetry (I already know), but no I am learning how to read poetry. The professor is down to earth. I have class every day, so I'm going to be in and out of the office and back and forth from home.
Well, I bought a new car, a 2005 Chevy Impala. Her name is Goldie; she rides so smooth. We tinted the windows, well actually started to. Me and my bro-in-law. It looks kinda ghetto because the wind was blowing so hard that we could not finish it. So my driver's window is tinted and the others are not. My friend saw it today. He was trying to hook me up with some rims when he noticed that only one window was tinted. He's like "damnn, girl you aren't worried about your passengers, just want to make sure your side is tinted. You wanna be riding cool. Forget your passengers." I started laughing that he could make humor out of something I thought was ghetto. So I'm riding pretty comfortably to school.
Before I shut my eyes for the night, thought I would drop by and let my readers know that I'm back in college. I might not be blogging as much; Imma try my best to keep this blog up. Since July, it's been up and going, so I want to try my best to keep my readers informed. My classes are alright, haven't started writing papers yet, so of course I'm feeling good and it's only the first week. The professors are giving introductions, syllabi, study guides, and reminders. No assignments yet. Wait till next week, I'll be cuddling up with books, oh yeah, I do that already lol. ;)
Well, I bought a new car, a 2005 Chevy Impala. Her name is Goldie; she rides so smooth. We tinted the windows, well actually started to. Me and my bro-in-law. It looks kinda ghetto because the wind was blowing so hard that we could not finish it. So my driver's window is tinted and the others are not. My friend saw it today. He was trying to hook me up with some rims when he noticed that only one window was tinted. He's like "damnn, girl you aren't worried about your passengers, just want to make sure your side is tinted. You wanna be riding cool. Forget your passengers." I started laughing that he could make humor out of something I thought was ghetto. So I'm riding pretty comfortably to school.
Before I shut my eyes for the night, thought I would drop by and let my readers know that I'm back in college. I might not be blogging as much; Imma try my best to keep this blog up. Since July, it's been up and going, so I want to try my best to keep my readers informed. My classes are alright, haven't started writing papers yet, so of course I'm feeling good and it's only the first week. The professors are giving introductions, syllabi, study guides, and reminders. No assignments yet. Wait till next week, I'll be cuddling up with books, oh yeah, I do that already lol. ;)
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