Leaps of Faith...

The past few months have been crazy for me; leaving my job, starting my first legitimate website, school, studying for my new job. I've been so excited and afraid of what's to come. Of course, the curiosity in me always beats out the fear; I was the kid crying during the scary movie while peeking through parted fingers. Sometimes we've just gotta do it, and I've been pretty glad with the results. Life gets more interesting by the day.

I'll tell you the one thing I can't complain about is my love life. That's something I haven't been able to say for quite some time. It's nice to find someone on the same wavelength, who wants the same goals, who isn't full of sneak tactics and ulterior motives. I smile every day, just thinking about what I've experienced in dating and men in general. Luckily I didn't become bitter and jaded from it all, I was able to open up my chest plate one more time and let a little love fly out. So far, he hasn't steered me wrong. The key element it seems is always going to be communication. If you don't say what you want from day one, there's always wiggle room for foolishness. Not this time - nope. 

I'm a bit nervous about this new job thing, but I am very optimistic. The pay's better, I get to dress up for work every day - and weekends off!! Lord knows I haven't had that in years - pretty much ever. It's going to be a big help with everything I've got planned. Not to mention I'm falling deeper and deeper back in love with music - definitely gonna need some studio time. 

My new website!! It's doing better than I ever imagined, and I've got all my readers to thank for it. Hopefully soon we'll start hosting relevant advertisements so we can reach more people, but I couldn't be happier about how it's growing. A little over a month, and I've got 1300 views - with comments to boot! So much is coming up in regards to the site, I don't even know where to begin. Keep your eyes out for the big-haired, big glasses, big bootied perv at a college campus near you - that's all I'm gonna say :) 

With the downs come the ups, and I swear they keep me balanced. All the trials I go through build my character, and I'm getting stronger and stronger each day. I'm just so blessed to have great support systems behind me - there's really nothing I can't do at this point. Only God knows what the next adventure will bring.

Stay tuned... 

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Zune Says: Flo-Rida - You Can Be My Shone...

Soo, just finished playing Wii Fit, and I am beat. That ish really works! I'ma be sooooo fit by the time the weeks over, lol. My thighs are on fiyah.

Anyway, what am I thinking about right now? Work. I'm about to get into my "I'm home" mode, but before I do - this is for all my 9-5 retail workers out there. Why are people so impatient? Why do the people that come in the store always have to be in a rush? Why would you come into WFM (aka My Job) to shop at 2:30 - when you have a 2:45 doctor's appointment?

Don't get me wrong, I love my job - there's nothing I love more than waking up every day, going to school in the morning - speeding on 95 straight to work, and staying there til sundown. It really brightens up my life. To make matters better, I have the honor of taking care of such pleasant people as "screaming gym woman," who has just finished working out, and in her gym clothes, she is cursing out her boyfriend over the phone. As I wait for her receipt to come out, I get "Are we done here?" and an impatient glare. Or, I get Mrs. "I want to return these 13 items, but I have the dog in the car..." Oh, that one really gets me. Windows rolled up, poor Cujo is sweating and panting inside the CL 500, sun blazing - glazing over his eyes with sweat. Meanwhile, his owner is bringing back the chapstick that didn't plump her lips like Botox does, the sports bra from the Milwauke store, half-eaten dog food (who knows who ate that), and the remainder of some rotisserie chicken bones (the chicken was raw, but she ate it, lol)... After she places this all on the counter, she says she's in a hurry to go outside to the dog. Starts huffin and puffin when I say she has to fill out a form, etc.

Ooh, tangent - anyway - my question is:

What makes people so impatient? What gives you the right to be so rude, you have to tell someone you've got things to do, and you don't need to stand here? Really? I could have told you that 30 minutes ago. What do you do for a living that you are allowed to be mean to people who are simply doing their job??

It baffles me - then people -
OOh, fell asleep at the keyboard...

I haven't slept in three days. I am exhausted. I fell asleep in class this morning - with my eyes open. Please excuse me if I bug out every once in a while.

kay, so back to what I was saying. People put themselves too high on their horse sometimes. Just because you drive a Benz doesn't make you more of a priority than the girl in the Civic. Cuz trust me, I make pretty good money in my job right now - and this is just a stepping stone to what I'm about to become. I could care less what you do with your Balenciaga bag, or your diamond - encrusted dog tag - cuz in a few years, I'll be able to cop it all and not even flinch. Even now, though - when I shop in the mall and things like that, I always make sure to be friendly to the people who help me. I could never walk in a store - regardless of how much I'm gonna spend in there - and act like a total bird.

It makes me wonder how these people got wealthy. How did they get rich to the point where they forgot how to become human beings? When do we detatch ourselves from the real world - when we reach a certain tax bracket? When we drive a certain car, live in a certain community? What do we do when the chips are down and we have nothing - do we crawl back to those we mistreated and try for a second chance??

Karma is a bitch.