Signs that you are getting old

1. your taste in music is staying in the 90’s, you prefer classic rock to the newer rock, and hip hop is annoying
2. during the first snow storm of the year, you would rather stay inside because it’s too cold to play outside
3. age doesn’t matter anymore, in fact, men ten years older or more suddenly are appealing because they are more sophisticated and mature
4. you need your 10 year old little brother to show you how a new gadget works
5. dramatic movies make you emotional because it suddenly becomes personal
6. the newer TV shows are unappealing, too much sexual content and not enough plot, too many “sexy” actors and not enough talent.
7. who cares about fashion? as long as its comfortable, its good enough for me
8. when you get a paycheck, you start thinking about your retirement plan
9. you constantly wonder if your bones, organs, teeth, sight, and hearing will last as long as you live
10. think relationships? don’t approach me unless you are long term, husband and father material types…..Ok, this one is a lie…I just needed it to make 10…I’m not THAT old and desperate…just taking easy and see how things go

Real Estate

So many exciting things are happening, I just can’t help but do my second blog of the day. I’m going to be a real estate agent! I plan to get my license soon, and even start posting listings on here, with pictures, more information, contact info, all that schebang. I could even start right now. So if anyone is looking for apartments in BOSTON! give me a ring, email, im, whatever….be glad to hook a fellow bostonian up with good apartments

Anyways, as early as next week I will hopefully have more information about this, I’m very excited to get started! This is a new beginning, a move away from the old me, and I will hopefully meet tons of new people and start a new, independent life.

Stay tuned….

Remembering….Wall-E

Remember way back when…and by that I mean last summer, when the economy hasn’t yet gone as deep into the shithole it is in now, when people could afford to be crazy about movies…

Remember the craze about The Dark Knight? Oh beautiful Heath Ledger, who could forget. Even the past few weeks, as the movie comes out on DVD, there are more paraphenalia out there than the recent masterpiece of “Twilight”, which I still haven’t seen yet. Who wouldn’t want something with the Ledger’s Joker on it for Xmas?

Me….before Dark Knight, before Hancock, before Ironman, before The Hulk, in my heart, there was Wall-E. Even as Wall-E was advertised in the theaters 6 months before its release, I had been in love with him. It shows the perfect epitemy of what the world is heading into – a bunch of overweight, mindless things, floating in space, while the Earth was being populated by nothing more than debris. And in the midst of it all, there he was, packing trash and saving whatever trash he could find. He alone, knew how vulnerable, how valuable mother earth was.

I just brought a copy of my very own Wall-E home fromBest Buy, and it add to my valuable DVD collection as my favorite, and one and only, animated movie.

The day it all changed

Three years I was with him. Then, all of a sudden, I was alone and he was telling me that he was planning to meet another girl, a freshmen at that, a blonde, someone he met over an online application. And before he has even met this girl, he was already planning to have her stay over the weekend. That’s desperation. That was when I blocked him and decided to stop trying to be friends.

The reason he is doing this is even more pathetic. He said he wasnt over me, but this girl gave him hope that he wouldn’t be alone. With me, there was no hope. Instead, I gave him a reminder that he is cursed, the reminder that every girl he has gotten close to has gone away, and I was just another example. Yet, I was different, I was the first girl he had been with. In times of crisis however, he thinks only of rescuing himself. With my situation, there is no rescue, I’m doomed to live my life the way it is, I’m the one that’s cursed, he can just walk away from my doom.

This girl gave him hope, hope that he is not a curse. At a time when I was the one in pain, he could only think about himself, his future, his health, and his life. And at the same time, he was telling me that it was my fault? that I pressured him and didn’t give him time to think? So he walks away and finds a new relationship where his life would not be on the line. This is what he called “love”

I thought I was safe with him, but in the end, this disease can’t kill me, because he already did.

Hello

Hi,

This is my first blog, first time seriously trying out the blogging world. There has been some stuff in my mind that I’ve felt like I need to straighten out lately. Nothing that keeps me awake at night, mind you, but some stuff that keeps me from having the peace of mind, the meditative state, I’ve had before. I’ve written poems in journals, talked to close friends, being emo and stuff. However, none of it has worked like it had before.

There has been some big changes lately, and for the first time in my life, I feel like these are changes that I had no control over, changes that are very different than the changes I’ve brought upon myself before. Perhaps, this is why I feel like I need start something new, to take this change into my hands? perhaps it would make me feel more in control of my life, like I was before.

So stay tuned….