4.25.2007

sleepless nights...

I’ve read more than 300 pages this week already – and its only Wednesday. That’s all due to my lack of sleep. Not to mention I’m done reading my textbook for this class.

So I’ve just finished up reading my two Emily Giffin books, “Something Borrowed,” “Something Blue.” Stellar writing, great perspectives. The two go together. They are about two best friends that end up growing apart. In the first book, Friend A borrow’s Friend B’s fiancĂ©. It sounds bad, but by end of the book you are rooting for Friend A. Because you find out Friend B become pregnant. The first book is written entirely in Friend A’s perspective. The second book is written entirely from Friend B’s perspective. Even the second book is full of surprises – things we didn’t know Friend B was doing while Friend A was sleeping with the fiancĂ©. It’s pure genius and full of enough sugar and spice you can’t bare to put the book down.

Now I’ve got two more books. If these sleepless nights continue I’ll be done with these in no time.

4.24.2007

I'm in love...

I’m in love – that is with my new shoes. I bought the Jessica Simpson “Amanda” shoe. I mean shoes. I bought one pair in red and one in black. They were on sale for $50. While I have some reservations about the black (because I already have a similar pair), I love my new red shoes. There’s something about this shoe that speaks sexy all over. It has this sensual, see-through heel that raises me to my dream height 5’11. It’s smooth, sleek and red hot! I believe my gay co-worker put it clearly in just two words, “they’re fabulous.” Ahhh…

4.22.2007

end of story...

Ok, so I went on my third date with Sweetness. Yes, I know there was a third date. If it wasn’t for our talks that peer slightly into his past, I would have been gone by now. But I’ve realized he may not be the goody goody I thought he was – or at least he hasn’t always been (which is a good thing!). So we do the whole movie and dinner thing, we walk outside. It’s like we both know the kiss is coming. Well, being the good guy he is, he asks to kiss me. I said yes, but you know how flighty I can be sometimes. He said I sounded like I was a bit unsure. Truthfully, I just kind of froze up. It was totally my fault. It also didn’t help there was this really old truck making all of this noise in the parking lot with fumes coming out for about 5 minutes. I talked to him later that night to apologize, end of story.

Saturday night, the dreams come back…I need to let off some steam.

4.20.2007

media coverage...

For the past five days we’ve watched the terror that occurred at Virginia Tech. I’m not going to get into the emotional side of this horrible incident. My thoughts are about the media coverage. As a former journalist, as you would probably imagine, I think the tapes from the killer had to be shown publicly. As much as I know it probably hurt the victim’s families, I think those tapes were pertinent in getting a glimpse into Cho’s mind and answering that nagging question, “Why?” (I think the answer we all know now is he was crazy.)

Some say that NBC should have waited until later. But I think it wouldn’t have been any easier on the families to see tapes now versus later. I think NBC made the right decision in airing the tapes, but they should have done it in moderation. And other networks should have followed.

As they say pictures are worth a 1,000 words. That was exactly what went through my mind while flipping stations at 10 p.m. Wednesday night. All I saw on every station (including the Spanish-speaking channel) was Cho holding two guns. That was scary in itself. There was no doubt in my mind that the pictures are what set the victim’s families off. It would have made me mad too. It was in those pictures that most people could imagine Cho entering a classroom, looking just as he did in those pictures, shooting 30 students. You can’t help but ask yourself, “What would I do?”

I think networks should have aired those pictures in moderation, because it was the video and the pictures that were the most disturbing. Even airing just audio of it would have lessened the effect, because without those photos he sounds like a bumbling idiot.

On another note, I can’t help but feel for Cho’s parents and sister, who from what I read were the opposite of him. Some people won’t understand that they had nothing to do with the incident. Many will blame the family. I’m sure to some extent the family will blame themselves. What’s more sad is they are going to have to live with this for the rest of their lives. After they grieve and try to understand why he did what he did, they still have to live with the backlash.

4.16.2007

warm weather...

This beautiful weather has gotten me all excited. My favorite months are when its 70 degrees or above (hence why I love living in Texas). The warm, sunny weather makes me want to break out a pina colada and sip it by the pool. Ah, cold, sunny weather makes me want to do that, but I’m not brave enough to sit out in 40-degree weather. Then, there’s nothing like taking an occasional dip in the pool with my googles and breathing apparatus. (I need to get some fins this summer and somebody was supposed to teach me how to swim last year.) I also love to open my moonroof and drive the freeway enjoying the pretty scenery( a.k.a. the hotties in other cars). I also like to lunch/dinner with friends on the patio having titillating conversations. Then there are those random Saturday nights when I go clubbing, get buzzed, start dancing with a guy and let loose. Perhaps my most favorite part about the warm weather is those spaghetti strap shirts or really short shorts I’m able to wear. Then there are the accessories like my huge sunglasses and big straw hat. Man, I hope some beautiful weather is in store for us this weekend.

4.13.2007

life values

If you could save the one person you looked up to the most, would you – even if it put you at risk? Initial instinct for me says yes. Afterwards, I still say yes. Should it have been a harder question for me to answer?

Does that make me seem like I don’t value my life? Because the truth is I do. I just finally feel that I’m at a place where I’m just “okay.” I satisfied with what I’ve done in my life. I’m not proud of everything I’ve done in my life, but I’ve accepted it. For the most part, I feel like I’ve had a pretty damn good life – better than most.

Of course I want to do more, but if I don’t get that chance its okay, because to me it would be work the risk. Maybe I see things that way because I really don’t have much on the line. I don’t have a husband, significant other, or for that matter even a boyfriend. I don’t want kids. At this point, I really wouldn’t care if I didn’t get married for the rest of my life as long as I am happy. Maybe it’s because I care more about my career than all of those other things. If I don’t do those other things, I’ll be fine. But if I fail in my career, I’ll feel like nothing. The thing I want most is to be successful in my career. I want to be so good that I can lead other people. I want to teach other people so well that he/she will be better than me.

So is that why I am so I’m not sure how to put it but “frugal” with my life?

4.08.2007

if I can't have it, i want it...

I’ve just realized, I’m one of those girls who wants what she can’t have. I went on a date today with J. We had a great time talking for almost two hours. He’s very interesting and a bit odd, but in a good way. But it wasn’t until he said he wants a girl he can be friends with that made me want him more. It was very evident, I’m that girl. I’m the girl that wants what she can’t have. That explains the gay guys phenomenon. I can’t have them, so I want them. What’s a girl to do?

4.01.2007

groups

So why is it I always get a shitty group? Just when I thought things were going to get better I get assigned to a group with one person I absolutely hate. I worked with her in my first group project and she’s as dumb as a brick and did hardly nothing. Then there’s another group member who can barely speak English. I couldn’t understand her when she introduced herself. I’m just so upset. I tried to trade places with another person who was willing to do it, until the teacher wouldn’t let us.

That brings me to my second gripe: the teacher. He is a freak! He’s a thin little man with long hair and enough facial hair to make you think he’s a homeless person. He pulled a handkerchief out of his shoe and blew his nose with it. Need I say anything more?

I just think this whole assigning groups is unfair, considering 55 percent of your grade goes to this group project. This is not the same as having to work with different people on the job. I get a grade for this. In a job, everyone has a job description and know what he/she is supposed to do. That’s not the same in a group.