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…

Thursday, August 21, 2003

No. 229

I'm blogging again, it's like i can't stay away, well it's semi better then watching TV at least.

Ok, so I can't take it anymore, maybe i'm so flustered with my dad making a racket outside and a paper shrewding truck grinding away at work-I realized how much I like silence. So yea, I also realized i've become this depressed not so funny person anymore. Use to, I had some witty comments. Reason why I realized this, while watching this show called "The Other Half," with Mario from Save By The Bell, he was saying that "he becomes American Idol while in the car," this referring to if he talks or in his cause sings to himself. I realized, I use to say things like that, but have no cease to do so...it's odd, god knows why, all I say is Hoyt now.

Also, why are people fronters or as Pharrell and Jay say Frontin' is the song, although I don't quite get it because it's just a large reference to their party lifestyle while using red solo cups wearing Billionaire Boys Club tees. So yea, I realize that when someone has something important to them, they dress to the nines, yet if not, they dress like a bum. Now, their important things are like going to a luncheon or some meeting, yet if they're going to the same place but not for a meeting or a little get together-they're not dressing to go to a wedding. I myself have always just worn what I've worn with respects to office attire etc, but I mean, I don't judge the place i'm going and wear what I wear, of course if I was going hunting i'd probably wouldn't wear a skirt. That's not the reference i'm making, but it seems that if they know that I hate using this term but rich people will be there, they break it all out, but if it's just to the supermarket, they stow it away and use the faux shit, i'm like people, what's the deal. Seriously, and they always act better then you, or at least, better then me, like i'm just a kid a no body, which is semi true, but at least I don't treat people that way. For instance, it someone parks my car for me, I don't smugly walk away and just throw them a tip, I look them in the eye, I say thank you so much, and move on. Some people i've realized are really mean to the customer service industry. It's as if they're somewhat lower and unworthy of their attention, but i'm thinking, we'll they choose the job, it's there's and they weren't really mean to you, so why be a bitch right? I mean, of course, given the smart mouth I think i'm all that because I work at some random store blah blah blah of course if they get katty with me i'll put them in their place, but I mean, I don't assume and I mos def don't judge first, but then again, I let the good ones get my commission. I mean, if in any way my shopping experience as not been smooth sailing with that sales associate-they really don't get the commission. It just shocks me at how people can be so fake, it's like, ok, you put up a front, but when not with some people you aren't. I guess in some way I do that, but i mean, I don't do it all the time. Such as if someone thinks looks down on me fiancially, it's fine, the next time i'll just happen to wear some bling bling and all they can do is gawk, but most times, I don't make that conscientious effort of if i'm going to Chinatown i'm going to wear crappy stuff-also because I really don't own any crappy stuff. Also, I really don't get why Asians don't appreciate the finer things in life for the reason of quality not brand. Of course, once Asian and made it you will see them sport the Benz and Rolex and some Vuitton. It's it, but it's like, what ever happened to Constantine, Hermes, real Chanel and just a BMW? Like, I don't need to get a license plate with 333 or 888 or have a special plate for my C class Benz-it's like give me a break, seriously? But yea, some people buy real Vuitton, but you see them sporting a faux Chanel? What's up with that, also the always gold Rolex that doesn't match their outfit? What are people thinking? Just because they have a Rolex they better always wear it. Dear god-ok,be back,phone...