Scribble Journal..

I started a scribble journal a couple of days ago...the idea came to me when I was doodling away in my Hello Kitty mini-notepad...I had a couple of markers and I just made some crazy lines...I just doodle away...No point of direction...you don't have to be an awesome drawer to doodle...I tried explaining to my friend what I was doing but she didn't get it...I decided to post one of my master piece of doodling...ha, ha...

El Dash...

It's been two months that I haven't had a car..I'm starting to miss driving..(Never been a fan of driving, ha, ha..but it's a necessity to get to places on time)...I've been considering in getting a bike...I think I could peddle fast...I rely on the transportation system called the "Dash.." I know it is sooooo LA...but for a quarter it gets me home...but fuckkkk it takes forever to show up if I miss it...I've been spending countless minutes standing on the bus stop watching speeding cars pass me by...couples in cars that look happy or appear that things are going fine, and the people who drive the SUV's (aka munster trucks)... they only look at me in a pathetic way...The kool chicas in the volkswagon jetta's that I wanna give two thumbs up to, because they got it going on...ha, ha
I've stood on that freakin bus stop on rainy days watching cars speed up in puddles...(fun times under the umbrella as the rain drops drip down.)
Walking home with my countless thoughts of how I can make a new poem...ignoring the sounds of whistles and passing cars.....only me and my thoughts hand in hand...

Applying To Grad School...

After 2 years of getting my Bachelor in the field of Communication...and applying for jobs and rewriting my resume in countless ways to fit job descriptions. I finally decided to apply to Grad School...

I can't believe I started the application process today. I had forgotten about deadlines, essays, and being a student. I had been nervous about applying, but today I just decided that I should go for it. If I don't attempt to do something than I would never know for certain if I can do it...

I'm going to begin writing my essays tomorrow, because my brother needed someone to watch "Up In The Air." (great film)...

I got distracted and lost focus in writing my essays...but for sureeeeeee tomorrow I'll start...ha, ha

Need A Little Heeeeeeeeelp!

I've been thinking all week on how to make a better service to my male characters in my novel...Especially in the issue of looooooooove...I know that women and men think about love differently...

For example: Women are always thinking if they will be able to find the so-cal true "one"...Especially if they are "single.".... I know it's not the number one priority, but it always lingers in back of our minds...even when we are successful career women...or just trying to find our path in life...

I wonder how men think about this issue of love...or at least how do they feel when they know that they are starting to have strong feelings for a woman?....

If any guy wants to reply to my question I would greatly appreciate the help...just because I truly want my two male characters to be mighty cool with their feelings about this issue...I want a bit of a true portrait of what a guy would feel and do for the lady he wants to be in love with...

Thanks for the help!

Dance, Dance...

I've been listening to this cool song from "We Are Scientists" it has a fun beat and you just want to be dancing all over the place... It's been a long time that a song has made me feel like this...I can't keep my feet still and it is the perfect song to start the week just right...While I was cooking dinner I was with my spoon jumping around and dancing in front of the stove...
This would be such a great tune to spontaneously dance with a boy...ha, ha

I have a good feeling about this week...I want to share this song with everyone the song is called, "After Hours"...it is in the soundtrack of Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist...

Valentine's Dia!

I was talking with one of my colleagues at work about this weekend. I didn't have big plans like any other weekend, but of course this weekend was different its "Valentine's Day." My colleague has a boyfriend, but he isn't the romantic type. She is starting to have doubts about him. Unfortunately, I don't have any real answers to her heart dilemma.

It's been awhile since I've actually celebrated this day of love with anyone or have made the attempt to go out and treat myself sweeeetly...I'm not going to shred this day apart either just because I'm not going to receive anything. As I've grown a little older each year I haven't quite understood why being single is such a bad thing. At some point you begin to question whether your too picky about who you are willing to give a chance to have romantic feelings for...I know that there's no such thing as movie kinda of love. I've always thought of relationships as a second job, because you gotta work hard to make it work. I know when the time comes for me to dip my little heart into some romance it will be because I'm freakin ready for it. But I surely don't want to end up either with the way my parents are.

My dad has never bought any roses to my mom or shows any sign that he is still in love with her and thanks for continuing being my partner. My mom is the same way...They have grown accustomed to this routine. Maybe Valentine's Day is not such a bad day to show someone you care for them even if there's so much hype and its all about the hallmark companies making money so what at least it's a day were hearts and love notes rule!

Boys are Strange...

A month ago...
A guy asked me on a date...
By email...
It was such a random request...
The exact written words was this:

"I want to tell you I've always kinda had a little thing for you. Would you go on a date with me?"

He left me his number to call him back.
I wrote and said:

"What a random thing to write. I'm flattered, but I don't want to waste your time with taking me out on a date."

My reply was short and to the point...but I forgot to mention that we can be friends...
So the next day I called him to tell him.
He was busy at work and couldn't talk. I was short and brief to tell him that many times written messages can get misinterpreted so I told him that it was okay that he didn't have to take me out and we can be friends...He was polite and said yeah we can be friends and said he would call me back...but I wasn't waiting for his phone call...because boys say that all the time when they are not going to call back...

A couple days went by and he text me...I had forgotten that in this darn age call back numbers get saved to cell phones...and there's no such thing as talking on the telephone...

I truly like to hear a persons voice on the other line then texting them...Because that's the best way to get to know a persooooooooon and not creep them out...ha, ha