Diary of Goddess: Life Lessons Learned

I started this blog in HS, when I was this materialistic, but saying I wasn't materialistic first to start a blog and thought my life was so fab since all I did was school, shop, & friends. Fast forward 4 years later, I became this college student that realized that college life wasn't like the movies and MY struggle began...Some 10 years from HS and here I am, living my dream of going to law school, bringing a whole new meaning to MY struggle…

Tuesday, July 30, 2002

No. 190

Ok, four subjects: stalker, shopping, e-mailing, and that guy I saw at QFC.

Stalker...

So, he isn't, but he could be. I talked to the guy, holy shit, he tried to hit on me. I mean, he's not smart, if someone messages you and says, by any chance did you live in Moses Lake, you don't say "sure thang sugar..." No because you know that person knows you and you don't put your mack on if it's some freak, or in this case, someone four years younger and definitely not it since our parents know each other. That was shocking, I think he was mortified. I was grossed out. The other details were just mindness chatter. I found out that he wants to be the image of Bellevue. The image of Bellevue is Ralph Lauren Mercedes Old White Coporate Heads with their Old lady who dress in REI wives type of deal, that's why his screename is BellevueBoy. Most people, teens, don't say, "oh i'm from Bellevue..." Only outsiders who want that posh life do, I mean, it's like screaming i'm from the West Side, no we don't in the state of Washington, we're very much enjoying our North Face REI and Patagonia wear, while Mr. BellevueBoy is screaming, I enjoy Armani and shit like that. I take it back, Armani is not shit, but I mean, seriously, he just wants the image. I've found it easy to pick those people out. I mean, there's all these people that want stuff because they see the Bellevue people who have it. It's sad because they can't be who they are. Oh, and also BellevueBoy will never be in the same class as I am. I mean, he's always on the other side. Sure, i've seen him three times, but he wasn't the same like I was, he wasn't buying something or just hanging out, he was serving me or other customers. I mean, he's what they called the working class type of mentality. I mean, I don't know why i'm so hung up on this thing, but it's the truth, we're nothing a like and for someone to say we're similar is completely preposterous.

Shopping brings me joy...

Ok, so got these red, yes red, but i'm going to grow to love them since I saw them for 20 bucks off at Nordies Rack Puma slide in things with the strecthy stuff in the back so it could be a mule or a shoe. It's very snazzy. I also got these Lucky Jeans, they're decent and the perfect length. The people at Nordies Rack, like 70 percent of them are really crass. They're annoying and they have these attitudes, it's like all of them are on their period when they go there or something. I enjoy shopping. I felt bad, because we're not suppose to spend money, but we do. I mean, we always say we're poor, but we really aren't. I mean, when some people say it, they really don't have any money. We say it as sort of a thing like I just lost 20 bucks of my money because I bought something and that's why i'm poor. It's funny how ironic I think it is, I mean, people being "actually poor" and we always complain about being poor then we go out and buy more things-useful of course...

E-mailing

I haven't e-mailed Dawn. I did write her a note on Asianavenue. I'm just not into e-mailing anymore. I like to talk to some people on the net-bee and erika mainly, but I don't know, e-mailing just so ish now. SIDENOTE: Lance is going into space, he doesn't look cute in the uniform. The other guys of N'SYNC look hotter, it's weird that he's doing it. Anyways, so I don't e-mail Dawn. We're into the era of writing, therefore we buy cute cards and write in them and send them, I also don't feel like doing that. Partially because you ruin the card with all your writing and you never get to say tons of things, and i'm a big talker sometimes.

QFC and the guy who looked like a rockstar.

I was getting in my car, with my dad, and the guy diagonally to us was in this Black BMW, scraggy hair, rockstar mentality, and had groceries. I was thinking, at least the car's kept in shape, because of the yappers who have them are beat up so bad it's really sad. He then follows us home, well uses the same road, he wasn't stalking, but it's really unusual since most people going home are really old people or in their 30s late of course. He wasn't speeding either, I was speeding, and he kept his distance. Most people don't do that. Well, I was watching him drink those fruit drink things in really small cans, obviously just wanted to try it right. I was thinking, "god, what's the story? Obviously it wasn't his car, I mean, it was old, like 10 years at least, and he looked like he was in his 20s... He finally veered off into Clyde Hill. I still don't know his story, he seemed interesting in that rock star bad boy mentality who likes a little power in his Beamer, but wasn't showing it off with dubs and all that shit. He seemed touchable. What can I say?

Sidenote: Miss Anna Nicole Smith, oh god! I'll admit, i'm still gonna watch it, but I have a feeling it's going to be so crass and just ewish, but i'm addicted to real world ritzy shows, not that eat a bug crap, no, but oh yea, real world, sorority life, that time of deal, i'm there, and everyone knows it.

Sex and the City

I have a lot to talk about today. I finished the book today, I think it was ruined for me since I saw all the seasons... It was a good book, good content and I understood why it was made into this whole media frenzy thing. I could see Carrie, Sarah Jessica Parker being the character. It was good, but I thought i'd orgasm like I do in shopping, but after my two year search for that damn book and reading it, it seemed that the orgasm ceased to exist. :( (I'm also into using these faces now, I only know two, the smiley one and the sad one.)