::Grandmama...Don't Like You, DumbASS!::
I was very happy to hear that my beloved Lola Paz will be paying our family a visit again. She should be in town within the next few days, Tuesday at latest, well at least from the information passed along to me. I can't wait! She's always been my favorite person for so many reasons. I have a tremendous amount of admiration and respect for this woman. Through all the years of the horrendous and the immaculate, she has been a constant in my life. Everytime I talk about her, I just can't even begin to tell people how wonderful she is. The vibe she emits is full of positivity and love. She's a happy go lucky kinda gal, always smiling. It's great to laugh and joke with her. Generousity should be her middle name, she's so giving and thoughtful. When she cooks there's always way more than the family can eat because she says, "It's always good to have extra, it gives us an excuse to share our blessings". She's nothing short of amazing!!! If I could be even a fraction of the woman she is, I'd be in really good shape! I'd love to age as gracefully as she has, and obtain but more importantly
maintain the outlook she has on life. I wish everyone could meet my grandma Paz. I guarantee after meeting her, you'll find that you're left with a huge, beaming, grin.
Oh, but I have something else to blog about. It's kind of interesting. I know I told some of you about this already, but allow me to reiterate how stupid some guys can be. There's this guy who started working with our company like in beginning or mid January. I actually have known this guy since high school, but we never got any further than being mere aquaintances. So let me take you back a few years:
It was the summer before my junior year, the summer of 1999. I was in Link Crew, which is the school organization that handles student orientation for the new freshmen and sophomores. What we did was take small groups that were assigned to us on a tour of the school, play some ice breaker type games, and let them know that they have a seasoned veteran on their side. So OK, my partners and I were grouped with this guy, we'll call Darren, and his partner. I found out that since we met, Darren kinda developed a thing for me. Not that anything would ever happen between us. Not to be mean, but at that time and up until last November I was with my ex-boyfriend. So after the relationship with my ex came to it's conclusion I seriously thought I was done with guys for the time being. However, I promised myself to not let opportunity pass me by (even though at one point I was willing to). Opportunity came knocking at my door a lot sooner than I anticipated. Over the couple of months since my ex and I split, I've been blessed to become part of a very loving and nuturing relationship. Now it's time again to fast forward to more recent happenings:
So, Darren starts working at our company. Of course we recognize each other and what not. We start chit chattin' and all that. He asked me if I was with my ex, and I told him no. They he was like, "Oh so you're single now?" Again, I said no. He seemed a little disappointed, and I felt bad for the guy because he looked a little hurt. I brushed it off though, I figured it wasn't a big deal because it's not like we saw each other on a regular basis before hand you know? I mean the last time I saw him before he joined the company was 2 years ago or something. So since then, he's been doing this sweet and sour routine. He'll be all nice to be sometimes, act super considerate. Darren takes his lunch before I do so a couple of times he's offered to bring me something. He'll ask me how I'm doing. One time he even asked, "How's it going, sexy?" I'll admit, I found that flattering. Then he'll totally turn around and find mean things to say to me. He'll bag on me for looking like I'm not working because I don't get call volume while on Secure Alert. He's called me a "typpie" just because I have this blog and I have a myspace.com account. So what the fluff? Don't give me that bullshit! It's not my fault you couldn't get a piece of this. Wrong place, wrong time, wrong fucking attitude. Besides, I'm spoken for. I wouldn't change that for anything in the world. So...SUCK MY ASS!!! Mwahaha...*thunder echoes in background*
Random Blurb: Guys can be such retards. Stupid hater-aid drinking mofo. Get some act right pills...stupid BEEEYATCH!!!
::Ashes to Ashes::
Another Ash Wednesday is upon us. I hope those of you who are practicing Christians got all the sinning out of your system yesterday. If you didn't, well no worries. Honestly, I only consider myself a Catholic because that was how I was baptized. Religious practices were never really shoved down my throat. My parents aren't super devout. We used to make it a point to go to mass weekly, but right now I'm actually the only one in my family who still bothers to go to mass. Quite strange considering I'm also the only in my family who has yet to receive their first communion, but I digress.
The point of this post was to talk a little about the film which is causing so much ruckus. I'm speaking of course about, "The Passion of the Christ". There's just so much controversy surrounding its release. Basically, the movie is a depiction of the last 12 hours of the life of Jesus Christ. Now, the Jewish community is upset because they fear that they will feel the burning backlash since they are shown in a negative light. We have other people saying that the religious intentions behind this production will be lost to the graphic violence. Then we have those who praise the movie for the story-telling. Others who give it a thumbs up because of the attempts made to make the film more true to historical records. Honestly, I'm extremely tired of the hype. I just want to watch the movie so that I can form my own opinion. Hmm...just a thought for now. Good morning to all!
Randbom Blurb: I still need to figure out what I'm giving up for Lent. Hmm...?
::Pikshures From The Getty::
Yeah, I finally got off my arse and got the pictures resized and stuff. So yeah, I like to pretend that I see cool things and I take pictures of them. I think enough has been said, but I'll still ruin things with my stupid captions (damn the yearbook tendencies)! So yeah, check it out cub/girl scouts. If you don't like them...well fluff your mom! OK...enough of my yapping. Enjoy!
Oooh...pretty birds of paradise.
Don't go chasing waterfalls...LOL...Man TLC was cool! OK, enough of a tangent.
Check out how the architecture framed the sky. Maybe I'm the only one who thinks that's cool. Whatever...suck my ass. =)
Don't mind the guy on the right. That's just my dearest (he has a huge dome...just kidding! kind of...).
The COLORS!!! Dude, way cooler than an acid trip. I wonder if you were on acid while looking at that, if it would be that much better?
Random Blurb: Pictures aren't necessarily worth a thousand words, only the good ones. Then again, I don't know what I'm talking about. K! Bye!
::She Said, "Get In The Car." He said, "No. Bye."::
Well I hope that everyone had an enjoyable Valentine's Day, whether or not you had a Valentine. For those of you who did have a Valentine, but they ended up pissing you off, as demonstrated by my title, my deepest condolences! No one needs that kind of drama...
EVER.
I'm feeling very fortunate to have shared this year with someone I can say I love with all my being. Our day was drama free (much like our relationship and a fact that I'm extremely grateful for). Even though plans didn't exactly fall into place, it was an adventure and all worked out better than I could have imagined. What did I do you ask? Well my significant other and I tried to go to Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles for breakfast. Didn't happen, there was an
ASS LOAD of people. We moved onto the next leg of our journey and went to the Getty. It was awesome! Then after that it was a little trip to the beach for a stroll, then onto the Santa Monica Pier. At the pier we saw that couple, and heard their argument. Jeez people! It was a day devoted to the feelings of love, and there was no love there. But yeah, after that it was time to head home.
I have cool pictures! I'll be sure to post them after I find some time to resize them big ass suckas. Despite that morning gloom, the day proved to be quite magnificent. It made for some really good photo snappin'. That was some good stuff! I like sharing pictures and seeing the pictures that other people come up with. It gives you an idea of how they think and gives you an inside view to their take on the world. Hmm...I think I've rambled enough. I don't really have much else to say, except that I'm feeling much better all thanks to the Tootster and the Minhster. Good support, good friends, and all the love helped out so much. Aww...I'm in love, feeling loved, and got nothing but love. I like all the positive vibes. It makes me all happy and stuff. K! I'm done. Bye!
Random Blurb: Happy, happy! Joy, joy!
::Kung Fu...Dreams::
I changed the look of the Kung Fu Kitten because I wanted the pieces that were posted to be the absolute main focus. I actually did that a day or two ago. I can't really remember which day anymore. I think it was Saturday? That doesn't really matter.
There's a new post. It's something painfully personal. I wrote it for theraputic reasons. Just my way to deal with a fucked up dream. I was six years old again, and not happy to be that age. Maybe something's trying to tell me to confront that period of my life in its entirety. It was a time that was painful for a multitude of reasons. Grrr...I just need to shut up and stop thinking about it. It's over and done with. The guy is dead, he can't hurt me anymore. I'm in a new chapter of my life, one where I'm HAPPY. Now, this dream had to go and stir up so many negative emotions. FUCK. OK, whatever. I'll be good. Seriously. I'm just frustrated, and need to vent a little. Keeping up with my emotional housekeeping and all that good stuff. If I disappear for a little bit or seem detatched, nothing personal. Just need to get my mind straight again.
Random Blurb: "Your mind can be your greatest tool and your own worst enemy". That is the sad, sorry, truth.
::A Few Pictures::
So here are my three favorite pictures from my little plane trip. I hope you guys enjoy!
Here's the cool ass picture of the coast I was able to catch. We were in the Del Mar area.
Not much to say about this one. I just thought this looked cool.
This is the best picture, in my opinion. We had already landed, and they were trying to "park" the plane. Again with just thinking the visual was cool.
Random Blurb: I wanna go up in a plane again! That was fun! I want to take more pictures too...I have to see if I can go again.
::Butterfly In The Sky, I Can Fly Twice As High::
For those of you who read my blog regularly, you all know that back in December I was
SUPPOSED to go flying with my co-worker, John, and my brother. That didn't happen because I am soooo freaking lucky and was blessed with a nasty case of the flu. Well, yesterday I finally got to go! I met Jay, the pilot. Jay and John go way back. They used to fly together. My brother likes to describe them as an older couple of Indiana Jones'. Which fits! They've seen so much and have so many different stories to share. They've flown all over the place. Jay is currently trying to get a gig down in Jamaica...dammit that's just too cool for school.
We ended up going to the air field that's in French Valley, Temecula. Had a snack at the restaurant. Then it was time to get back home. I'll be honest, I was a little bored on the way to French Valley because we had taken the less scenic route out east. We just flew over a bunch of track housing and boring hills, they didn't even really qualify as mountains. The trip back was beautiful!!! We headed back out west and flew right over the coast. It was magnificent, we had the sun, the sea, and one killer view of the beach. Upon arrival back at Montgomery field, John and I took our, "We Escaped Death!!" picture. It was really fun. I'd love to do that again.
So about all those pictures, we'll see if I don't crap out and actually post them. I was able to snap a couple of really good ones. John took some pictures on his own and he gave me a disc today, that definitely has peaked my interest. I always like seeing the type of pictures other people take. Yesterday proved to be one of my better days off in a very loooooong time. I've had a string of good days lately, but that flight was the icing on the cake. Good times.
Random Blurb: You guys have to know where I stole this posts title from! I'll give the first person to tell me a prize. It's a good prize (kind of)!
::Just A Touch Of Love::
If I had the gift of being able to speak in other languanges without learning them, and could speak in every language there is in all of heaven and earth, but didn't love others, I would only be making noise. If I had the gift of prophecy and knew all what is going to happen in the future, knew everything about EVERYTHING, but didn't love others, what good would it do? Even if I had the gift of faith so that I could speak to a mountain and make it move, I would still be worth nothing without love. If I gave everything I have to poor people, and if I were burned alive for preaching the Gospel but didn't love others, it would be no value whatever.
Love is very patient and kind, never jealous or envious, never boastful or proud, never haughty or selfish or rude. Love does not demand its own way. It is not irritable or touchy. It does not hold grudges and will hardly even notice when others do it wrong. It is never glad about injustice, but rejoices whenever truth wins out. if you love someone you will be loyal to him no matter what the cost. You will always believe in him, always expect the best of him, and always stand your ground in defending him.
All the special gifts and powers from God will someday come to an end, but love goes on forever. Someday prophecy, and speaking in unknown languages, and special knowledge--these gifts will disappear.....
There are three things that remain--faith, hope, and love--and the greatest of these is love.
Corinthians 13
That is my favorite passage. My Lola Paz used to read that to me as kind of like a spiritual bedtime story. Good stuff. We could all use a little more love.
Random Blurb: It's incredible what the power of a little love can do. It can inject so much meaning in words, so much beauty in song, and so much happiness in life.
