June 16, 2010

An old note.

Now this note that I wrote over a year ago on Facebook caused quite a stir... so I wanted to post it on here, as it is more of a blog post type thing, than a note. Here goes...

"For the record, I wrote this while I was in a weird rage at around one in the morning, without editing. Enjoy.

When I was younger I used to hear that quote, or read it, and just laugh and call it complete bogus. There was no way the good girl over there would ever fall for a scum like him. Never. Well never say never because you bet your butt she did. And then he fucked her over. Just as expected, and everything went according to plan. See, with those good guys, there is always the expectation that they will be the prince charming at the end of the fairy tale. Isn’t that what we are taught growing up? “Ella the girl of the cinders, did the wash and the walls and the winders, but she landed a prince who was brawny and blue eyed and blonde.” If everyone can have happily ever afters, why not you and the good guy prince charming you are with? Well, it’s because he doesn’t think you are Miss Right or because he is off fucking the not so good girl next door. With good guys, you never know what will happen. You think everything is perfect and will go along with those long lost tales, you will be proposed to, and the glass slipper will fit. But when that day comes that you find him putting the shoe on some other fair maiden, the happily ever after turns into a happily after never.

So us women who are left stranded without that prince who once charmed our pants off, have nothing to rely on anymore. Better not take a chance with that other nice guy who happened to waltz into our life at the perfect moment, no, you know you can depend on that one guy who no matter what time of night it is, kick you out of the house so he can sleep better, or ignore your calls until he wants something in return. At least with him you know that he will most likely be there when you want, or at least when he wants; and then treat you like crap, which is fine because you already know he will. He is permanently kept in the “bad boy” category and although he may seem nice every once in awhile, you know deep down he will never hop categories, so you keep going back because unlike Prince Charming, you already know he is an asshole and can depend on him to be one. Isn’t it much nicer to keep your expectations low so that he can go above and beyond one night and make you completely thrilled? Isn’t it better to know that he won’t call you back, but when he does it surprises you? Isn’t it better to know he may be with someone else that night, but then you get the text or call or email from him wondering what you are doing? Yes. With a good guy, you get none of that suspense. He has already beat all expectations, has nothing else to do but be with you, and he leaves you messages and texts so often it’s almost annoying. But as soon as any of that stops, we freak out. We suspect him of cheating on us, of ignoring us, of disliking us. With a bad boy, we already know he is doing that, and we are fine with it. And that, THAT is why the good girls always end up falling for the bad boys. They offer suspense and a very odd sense of security, that no matter what, we know we are screwed over in the end. "

'til next time,
XOXO, B

June 15, 2010

Stayin' Classy.


America's Finest City is the best city, hands down. I have had the greatest time since I got down here this past Friday. I don't know why I stay away for so long. I believe part of it may be the lack of my friends during the school year, that kind of puts a damper on things. But it is not just the friends that make this place so hard to leave, it's the memories, the food, and my family. I miss them so much when I am 300 miles away. Who knew that that seemingly little distance would keep me away for such great lengths of time. Today I went out to lunch with my family and had a margarita and a great lunch. I got my hair done, and just hung out at home. It was very relaxing.

Tonight I am about to leave and go have some fancy dessert with my dear friends and bid one another farewell. I don't know if I can deal with this. Just when we get used to being near each other again, and realizing why we love each other so much and understanding why our friendship is so strong, we have to leave. It really isn't fair. However, I think that is the beauty and the curse of college. We leave our homes, our friends, our families, and then after 4+ years, we have the ones who care about us the most still around us, and talking to us as if no time had passed at all.

And that is why I love my friends and family so very much.

Above is the picture of my first homemade cosmo. Amazing.

'til next time,
XOXO, B

June 12, 2010

Home is where the heart is.

I am home! Nothing compares to that feeling of being able to come out to the breakfast and have people who love you wish you a good morning and hand you your favorite fruit. (Banana, if you were wondering) Today is going to be nothing short of amazing. I cannot believe that I am old enough to rent a hotel room and go downtown with my friends. Drinks by the pool anyone? Pictures to follow.

Right now my favorite song at the moment is on... California Gurls. It definitely is my anthem this summer. The drive down was completely unbearable, and I am just happy to be home and in America's Finest City. After some unpacking, or a lot of it I should say, I am going to get ready, pack up my clothes and head downtown with some of my best friends. Summer '10 is here, and I am definitely ready for it.

Change in topic, I am not sure how I feel about the music artist, Ke$ha. A very random thing to say, but her song Your Love is My Drug just came on the radio, and I do really like it. I also love Tik Tok, but I am not sure if I like her. Who knows. I admire her work, but her voice can drive me crazy at times.

Wow, I have missed Channel 93.3! I know I will hear all of these songs about 5 times today, but they always play what I love.

Well, it is about that time for me to get dressed and start my day. I cannot wait for this week at home!

'til next time,
XOXO, B

June 9, 2010

Twenty one is so much fun!

I can't believe that I am 21!!! So exciting, so new, and so interesting. It is everything I thought it would be, but not as much of a big deal. Yesterday was just a day of me feeling, "It's about damn time." When purchasing my first bottle of alcohol, Hypnotic, no bells shot off, no music started playing, only the sound of the manager wishing me "Happy Birthday!" and giving me two free shooters could be heard. But I wasn't disappointed. Nope. I was and still am just so excited for the whole new world that just opened up at my feet.

On a different note, I am taking my last final today at noon. Only about 3.5 hours away from freedom! Well at least a week of freedom before summer school starts, that is. I can't believe how fast my Junior year has gone by. There is no way that I can be starting my senior year of college in a few months... But alas, I am!

I think to sum up my feelings as of right now, I am just anxious. Excited, scared, nervous, happy, sad, pretty much every emotion under the sun could describe how I feel about this coming summer and last year of school. Do I know what I want to be when I grow up? Nope. Do I know where I am going to be a year from not? Not really. Do I really care right now? No way, I just turned 21 and summer vacation is 3 hours away. Hell. Yes.

From here on out, or whenever I remember, I am going to take pictures of the fabulous sunsets I see, or various things that inspire me, and the drinks that I have on my way. Pictured on the left is a photo of my first ever Mango Margarita at El Torito. I have been waiting for it since my mom let me sip hers at age 12.

Now I am off to study for that pesky last final! Wish me luck!

'til next time,
XOXO, B

June 7, 2010

Caffeine and birth.

It is 9:18 AM on June 7, 2010. Less than 15 hours until I turn 21!!! I am SO excited, if you couldn't tell. I really couldn't sleep much last night, and I blame it on the Grande White Chocolate Mocha, Iced with light ice and Nonfat milk. For anyone who was curious, that is my drink at Starbucks. I drank it roughly around the time of 6PM last night, and it helped me survive studying, and then helped me stay awake until 3AM. You gotta love finals week and the bodily effects of caffeine.

This whole process of turning 21 is starting to dawn on me. Tomorrow morning, I can wake up, throw on some clothes, march on over to K&B and pick up whatever alcohol I want. Tomorrow for lunch I am going to Gio's with friends to split a pitcher of beer and pizza with my friends, and tomorrow night I will be drinking a jumbo sized mango margarita at El Torito. What?! How crazy is that?!

It makes me realize, too, that I will no longer have another birthday that is exciting. Unless I can't wait for the possibility of renting a car in California, or running for President. What is it about birthdays anyways? They are just another way that we humans decided to mark the passage of time, proving to us how short life really is, and how quickly it passes before our eyes.

What I don't understand, is why we receive birthday presents. Believe me, as a kid, and even now, I LOVE receiving presents. But why do we get them on our day of birth? Is each present a symbolic gesture of the friend or family member showing how grateful they are for you to be alive? I think that our mothers should get presents on our birthday. So what if today marks the day I took my first breath of air? Mom sat in labor for 14 hours just so that I could be here today. I think that Mothers' Day should just be everyones birthday.

My mom's actual birthday is this coming Saturday, and I decided for her present, that I am going to buy her four mini Patron bottles, and have her split it with my dad, possibly my brother, and me. I cannot wait to see her face. She will love it.

Now it's time to get back to some pre-final studying. Oh joy.

'til next time,
XOXO, B

June 6, 2010

Summer Sun and Deviled Eggs

I am back almost 4 months after my last post. It is officially only 24 hours until my 21st Birthday! Let the fun begin...

I am not in the crappy mood that I was in back in January. As you can see, my mood really does come and go with the weather. With the summer sun, my spirits have once again started to soar. And I am saying all this while I have a final tomorrow morning.

There is not much weighing on my mind right now. I am listening to Feeling Good by Michael Bublé right now. Not much can bring me down. However, this week is going to be one of the most exciting, fun, stressful, and interesting weeks of my life.

I am going to turn 21 in between two finals, and right after that I have to pack up all my belongings, move out of my home of two years, cram everything my roommates and I own into a 10X12 storage unit, then travel all the way back home to enjoy a week of summer before summer school starts. Boy, isn't that a mouthful?!

That is when the fun will start. I honestly cannot wait to return to my family and friends, and spend a wonderful week in the beautifully sunny San Diego. Which really makes me think about how great it is, and how fortunate I am to have such an amazing home to return to. What more could a girl ask for? Friends, Family, sun, love, and a week of freedom. Nothing makes me happier than summer, friends, and family. And my roommate's deviled eggs she just gave to me. Wow. On that note, I am going to get back to studying.

'til next time,
XOXO, B