Friday, December 7, 2012
Home is where the heart is.
I cannot wait to go home for the holidays.
"I guess I should have forgot where I came from."
We hustle hard.
We hustle hard.
Beyonce: Stop Sign
My iPhone randomly shuffled to this song this morning. I forgot all about my Sasha Fierce summer days, but when I heard this song, it reminded me why I love Beyonce so much.
This song just gives me the chills.
Sometimes you can only give so much to somebody and put in a certain amount of effort into a relationship, but if it's not growing, or if they're not willing to walk beside you, you just have to drop it. You'll wake up beside them one morning and realize that maybe it's not that you're unhappy with them, it's the fact that you feel your life has slowed down. You can set aside the differences, and try to accept or work around with them, but you cannot slow yourself down for somebody especially if they choose to take their own road. You'll then realize that you forgot about one important person: yourself. So I always emphasize to close family/friends to love themselves first before they offer their love to somebody else.
Sometimes you can only give so much to somebody and put in a certain amount of effort into a relationship, but if it's not growing, or if they're not willing to walk beside you, you just have to drop it. You'll wake up beside them one morning and realize that maybe it's not that you're unhappy with them, it's the fact that you feel your life has slowed down. You can set aside the differences, and try to accept or work around with them, but you cannot slow yourself down for somebody especially if they choose to take their own road. You'll then realize that you forgot about one important person: yourself. So I always emphasize to close family/friends to love themselves first before they offer their love to somebody else.
"When you're happy, you enjoy the music, but when you're sad, you understand the lyrics."
Monday, December 3, 2012
I am now obsessed with HJ-Story: Messages of Love. I downloaded the app, I know-- how corny of me. I just had to. You have no idea how looking at these little drawings made me feel. It made me feel like a youngin' all over again.
Have you ever come across some things that reminded you exactly of the little things from the past? Well, this is one of them.
One of my most favorite gifts was from my ex on our first Valentine's Day: Little Mermaid book because he knew my love for Ariel, drawings because he was an artist, Sour Skittles because it was his favorite candy, and the most thoughtful handwritten letter because he knew how much that stuff meant to me. He always liked to draw me random things that looked EXACTLY like these characters. And the last Valentine's Day gift he gave me were these classic print-outs of "Love Is..." comics with personal messages on the back.
And it's things like that, that make me realize how the fancy restaurants and materialistic gifts can never emulate to personalized hand-made gifts that truly come from the heart. My best friend's husband told me that you know a man is really into you if he uses his time to be crafty for his lady. I don't know if it's true, but I sure do know I only get crafty (and bake all night) for special guys.
Have you ever come across some things that reminded you exactly of the little things from the past? Well, this is one of them.
One of my most favorite gifts was from my ex on our first Valentine's Day: Little Mermaid book because he knew my love for Ariel, drawings because he was an artist, Sour Skittles because it was his favorite candy, and the most thoughtful handwritten letter because he knew how much that stuff meant to me. He always liked to draw me random things that looked EXACTLY like these characters. And the last Valentine's Day gift he gave me were these classic print-outs of "Love Is..." comics with personal messages on the back.
And it's things like that, that make me realize how the fancy restaurants and materialistic gifts can never emulate to personalized hand-made gifts that truly come from the heart. My best friend's husband told me that you know a man is really into you if he uses his time to be crafty for his lady. I don't know if it's true, but I sure do know I only get crafty (and bake all night) for special guys.
So kawaii. I wish I could be young like that all over again.
Most of all, I love how she used to find time to call me 3-4 in the morning just to check up on me always saying the right things to pick me up back on my feet. She always sees the utmost potential in me when I fail to notice my own strengths.
Love you.
I am the pickiest person when it comes to guys.
It's Michael-Jackson-bad.
I hate it. My family and friends hate it.
You can be the most handsome guy, but if I look down at your kicks, I'm not feelin' it.
You can be the FLYEST guy on earth, but if you don't know what you're doing with your life, I don't know what I'm going to do with you.
We can have the best conversations here and there, but if you don't like the same music as I do, I feel like we just lost a whole connection.
I sound picky when I'm really not, because by the end of the day, I end up with dudes that don't meet up to all my expectations. They may even be FAR from my standards.
When I think about it though, I'm a pretty simple girl, but simple is too complicated at the same time. If you make me laugh, like to eat/drink, have your own style, ambition and confidence, I'm in love.
Somehow, I just can't seem to get ALL of that in one-- and it drives me crazy.
It's funny because people complain about how picky and single I am, but then they complain about the guys I'm with. "He is nothing, but skin and bones!" "He got anger problems. I'm scared for you!" "I DON'T LIKE HIM!" "No more [insert names], please!"
And I always get a "You can do better."
Eventually the guys I'm with tell me, "You deserve better."
Everybody else convinces me, "You deserve nothing but the best."
I'm sitting here thinking to myself, trying to be logical about this... I hold those statements dear to my heart, but I don't even know how THE BEST can even exist. I know I can't have it all, but I know it has to exist somewhere. It shouldn't matter what people say, but I know I can be blind and stupid sometimes... and we all end up laughing about how there is something wrong with every guy I talk to.
So, I'm just wondering if I accept the fact that there are exceptions, or if I just end up settling for less sometimes.
This is why I choose to be single. It's much safer.
(Minus the fact that I have family and friends who threaten about harming the next guys I talk to.)
It's Michael-Jackson-bad.
I hate it. My family and friends hate it.
You can be the most handsome guy, but if I look down at your kicks, I'm not feelin' it.
You can be the FLYEST guy on earth, but if you don't know what you're doing with your life, I don't know what I'm going to do with you.
We can have the best conversations here and there, but if you don't like the same music as I do, I feel like we just lost a whole connection.
I sound picky when I'm really not, because by the end of the day, I end up with dudes that don't meet up to all my expectations. They may even be FAR from my standards.
When I think about it though, I'm a pretty simple girl, but simple is too complicated at the same time. If you make me laugh, like to eat/drink, have your own style, ambition and confidence, I'm in love.
Somehow, I just can't seem to get ALL of that in one-- and it drives me crazy.
It's funny because people complain about how picky and single I am, but then they complain about the guys I'm with. "He is nothing, but skin and bones!" "He got anger problems. I'm scared for you!" "I DON'T LIKE HIM!" "No more [insert names], please!"
And I always get a "You can do better."
Eventually the guys I'm with tell me, "You deserve better."
Everybody else convinces me, "You deserve nothing but the best."
I'm sitting here thinking to myself, trying to be logical about this... I hold those statements dear to my heart, but I don't even know how THE BEST can even exist. I know I can't have it all, but I know it has to exist somewhere. It shouldn't matter what people say, but I know I can be blind and stupid sometimes... and we all end up laughing about how there is something wrong with every guy I talk to.
So, I'm just wondering if I accept the fact that there are exceptions, or if I just end up settling for less sometimes.
This is why I choose to be single. It's much safer.
(Minus the fact that I have family and friends who threaten about harming the next guys I talk to.)
NorthFace X Supreme
If you're from the North, you know all about that NorthFace, and if you're into streetwear, you know all about that Supreme. So need I say more, I'm just drooling over these jackets! Sometimes I wish I were a dude because they always look crispy in the flyest gear.
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