Tuesday Jan 1 @ 09:40pmTalk shit and then run and coward behind positive words. Everyone talk shits.
Although, everyone wants to stay in this unrealistic world where everything is dandelions and a walk in the park. But it’s not, sometimes you’re going to get toss in mud and you’ll have to battle your way out of it. You’re going to get dirty.
You’re going to face challenges and sometimes they might just be unnecessary but unavoidable. People change and people grow. It’s all a part of life but within those changes comes conflict with their surroundings.
And the one thing that I know about myself, is that I admit I do shit talk, but if it’s anything I can do. Is stand behind my words and be up front about it. I’m not going allow filth just lay within my thoughts. I’ll speak about them, because why hold negative thoughts about someone and then push it under the rug. Then suddenly go up to them and say “oh yeah, are we going to hang out?”. It just doesn’t mean sense.Filter the negative air and get through it somehow.
I realize when I stand up for others, I’m out numbered but I believe in the power of my words. And when I’m in situations, I realize I am still standing alone when support would be nice. But I can fight my own battles and I know this. But what happen to friends being there for you? They do not necessarily need to fight your battles but where is the moral support?
Why do people wear the battle armor and pretend to say they’ll stay by your side or be there? When war seems to surface, they drop their armor, and retreat.
Shed the armor, so they don’t seem to associate themselves with me. Because this is a war that I will be battling myself. But a compromise seems to be in my eye, because it’s always the lack of communication that stands between those with history of battles.
Because we are friends with battles; fighting for what we have to keep it alive. And that’s okay, because we will fight and chew each other up but we’ll make up for lost times with laughter.The only way to become stronger is to identify the problems and change it. Make it better. Make us better.
January 28, 2010
Before I went to rehearsals, I went to this FAFSA Workshop event at our school’s library. It wasn’t as hard as I thought, but I was missing documents that was why I didn’t get to submit it. Aside from that, I don’t remember my pin. I forgot to bring my planner with these information. Then I took 5 donut holes and some grapes on my way out and headed to rehearsals. Worked on samba and my dance teacher fed us peaches, strawberries, protein bar, bananas, juice, and baked potatoes with two kinds of cheese on top. He actually spent money on us, which something no other teachers (in general) wouldn’t really do for their students. My actions would probably take it for granted, but I surely do take it to mind his thoughful care. After rehearsals, I hanged out a bit with my friends at the H&H center and we slowly part our ways. I stayed to use my netbook around Starbucks and L’oreal was having an event. They gave me this lip balm that I’m actually not allergic to. Then I headed to Fresh&Easy with nothing in mind to actually buy. Even though there’s food at home, I was up for spending money. I bought thin spaghetti, hearty four cheese sauce, and Italian loaf. I was feeling spaghetti. Pasta. Italian food, actually. Spent my whole night reading a book. xx
Sunday Jan 1 @ 08:15amJanuary 28, 2012
Senior Reception and Parent Meeting. I won the Best Dressed Title for Performing Arts Magnet totes happy about it. Got individual shots instead of group picture. If yearbook doesn’t post a picture of my beautiful self in it I WILL fucking h8 the people in yearb.. well, I don’t really care I gots me evidence right huur. Parent meeting was boring, but maaann, I’m excited for all the upcoming events !! woo !
My grade for my Senior Presentation.
Oshhhaaaaaa xx
OVER WITH SENIOR PRESENTATION.
Nailed it f’course. Got more comments than questions oyyyyaa
Pek Pek Part 1
Carsick’s performance part dos @ The Night Owl Cafe, Fullerton
Gotta upload Pek Pek’s performances soooooon tooooo
Carsick
@The Night Owl, Fullerton
The car that my second (I think) cousin rented.
Mannnnnn it was one fancy car inside AND out.
January 22nd, 2012
Right when I woke up from my deep coma of sleep, my parents woke me in the middle of it saying I need to wake up later to get ready because we were going to a hotel. They headed out, and I fell back to sleep. I woke up to conscious by myself at around that time and panicked a bit since I didn’t remember what time I was to really get ready. So I called my momma and asked. she was like “We on our way, did you eat?” so I rushed to get my face washed and pampered as quick as I could and ate (brought food too) Then a relative of mine in my dad’s side (my cousin) who I haven’t seen in my lyf, came to pick me and my family with this gorgeous car. Went to the Hilton Hotel and attended this preaching thing that got me bored the hell out since we were there for what? 3 hours omg. Then he treated us out for some dinner and went to Pasta Pomodoro (Italian restaurant) at West Hollywood. He lives at New York and allowed me to use his address. woo!
Monday Jan 1 @ 06:43pm
