| Prop 8 hysteria! |
[Oct. 15th, 2008|04:55 pm] |
Protecting marriage? Come on, it's the rights of ALL people that need to be protected. Whether in democracy or by way of life, if there is no harm being done, what is there to protect? The integrity of The American Dream is being fixed on beliefs of heartless, senseless, and mindless Repubs, who've fucked with the Dreams of Americans. Plainly, Prop 8, isn't about protection, it's about defining America's social evolution and if there's one thing to protect, it would be our dreams. |
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| Hello. |
[Aug. 6th, 2008|03:28 pm] |
I'm alive, well, happy, engaged [not marital], married [not legally], in real estate...did I mention happy?
Upcoming events for the year:
-Buying a house
-Halloween in WeHo
-Timeshare in LV
-Dancing in the Philippines
-Teaching in LA and LV
-Timeshare in Hawai'i
-Trip to Hawai'i w/ Phoenix
-Trade in VW for BMW
-Get married
-New Job?
-SJSU or SCU? |
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| Reminiscing on my high school student-athlete days. |
[Jan. 10th, 2008|06:40 pm] |
Found one of a couple articles of me in the local Hawai'i newspaper for my accolades in athletics. This one is for volleyball. I couldn't find my name in the football article during my j.v. year as a freshman. And the UCLA Junior National Volleyball Team roster was taken off the Bruin and USA Volleyball site when they changed the international scoring for the sport. But finding this made me smile and want to play again. I'm fat and all I do is dance, which doesn't make any sense. I want to be athletic looking again. [insert big sigh of reverie].
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| seattle. |
[May. 17th, 2007|02:12 pm] |
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| | James Morrison: Better Man. | ] |
Spending the weekend with the boyfriend. Can you believe it? Me? Boyfriend?
Sleepless in Seattle: yup, that'll be me. For reasons I can't speak of, but your minds might already know, pwuahahaha. |
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| new. |
[Apr. 9th, 2007|02:46 pm] |
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| | Robin Thicke: Beautiful World. | ] |
New place.
New relationship.
New travels.
New feelings.
New outlook.
New troubles.
New happiness.
New ME.
-Moved into a new, more comfortable, place.
-In a new relationship. Someone who fits like a glove. He is everything I need. Sufficient.
-To Seattle and Mexico I go, in the upcoming months.
-I'm feelin' settled, more than I ever have before.
-"Live everyday as if it were on purpose." If there's a life, I'm gonna live it to its potential. Thanks.
-Every right comes with someones wrong. It depends on how we deal with it. I deal with consideration.
-Happiness is a project. We can build it up and watch it fall. We can build and keep building upon it. Who knows how far it goes?
-I'm evolving, changing, becoming more than I am: New.
Today is yesterday's tomorrow. Live. |
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| Still here. |
[Jan. 28th, 2007|04:26 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | life | ] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | home | ] |
| [ | feeling |
| |  chipper | ] |
| [ | track |
| | Tony Sunshine: Wonderful Day. | ] |
Just to inform you bloggers out there, I am still alive.
These past couple months have been nothing much. The most exciting things to tell you is that I've cut my hair, from what was once at mid-back, to about an inch of textured-frayed asymmetric styled jet-black needles. Basically, I've gone back to the stylish hair of yesteryear. No more braids and 6-hour drying time for me. Call it a change going into the new year, I just really wanted to do something different without considering the coincidence of the passing year.
Christmas was nothing. The 'Holiday Season' was not observed as something to celebrate this year. I saw the little bit of family I have here, for Christmas dinner, which was held Christmas Eve. Got drunk with the aunts which has to be the only highlight of events. I took money out of my 401K and split the remaining years payments on my car with my moms to pay it off. The pink slip should be coming soon after the 401k check has been cleared. Can't wait. Mom wants me to get a BMW 5.0 series, or the Volvo I always wanted, S-60 R Coupe, but that can most definitely wait for another raise in my salary. I just really want to sell my car for at least $2,000 over the Blue Book price, knowing my car is only 3 years old and in great condition, buy a used 2000 M3, and put a down payment on my next auto purchase, SUZUKI GSX-R 600 Sportsbike.
The 'New Year' is starting quite sluggish. My cousin, who just got her masters degree in IT, moved up here and we're looking for a place to live together. My god-daughter isn't coming up 'til the end of summer, which will be refreshing for me. I haven't seen her in years and she's excited for me to teach her how to dance. We're ultimately looking for a house. I'm tired of enclosed building spaces. Apartments make me feel claustrophobic. I need space, a lot of space. I want a master bedroom. I want a yard. I want a two car garage, a driveway, and landscaping. I need a home, not a temporary residence. With that, the current living situation is such a concern. There's mess scattered about the house. The kitchen is trashed. I haven't cooked a real meal in months. I remember when I used to cook meals and have folks over. The kitchen is the heart of a home, well...mines broken. I've already started to sort through clothes to pack up; they're all over the living room. The bathroom is not bad, but that shower totally needs some whitening. The carpet needs to be re-steam cleaned. And nothing really major in repairs. We were pretty adamant about making sure maintenance was being done. It's the cleanliness that needs to be up to par before we turn it over to property management. Tentative move out date? End of February.
Work is work. I'm the interim Store Manager in Downtown Campbell. Salary increase I got for it was nice. Almost caught up with all my bills. I've got a personal debt I owe someone, which should be no problem for me to pay off this month when tax returns come in.
School is in the wings. I'm always seeking knowledge and need to be educated on a basis or I get bored. Well, I got bored and work isn't interesting anymore. I'm going in-depth with business management in hopes of a degree in a year and a half. Mind you, it may seem like a long time, but I've educated myself in so many different ways in the past 4 years. I'm planning on taking a couple business courses next quarter at the local small college, probably De Anza. Business law and Project management, both seem like interesting classes to start with, but Intro to Business will mos def be the first.
Dance. My passion. I say I'll stop, but I can't. I'm still inspired by the art, and motivated to create it. I'll dance 'til my life is compromised to its lowest state. I was almost there, but thank god for my ways of prioritizing. Phoenix = Family. I love them all.
Love/lust. Nada! I don't have time for myself. Don't have time for you. Goodbye! Harsh, but I rather save a heart than to add to the collection of hearts I've mangled and maimed, simply put...broken.
That's the up and up. Hope everyone is having a stellar life. I'm just happy to have one.
Take care.
--Aaron |
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| promoted...FINALLY! |
[Sep. 1st, 2006|06:52 pm] |
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| | CHERISH: moment in time. | ] |
I am officially the Assistant Store Manager/Retail Manager in Training of Starbucks Coffee, Downtown Campbell.
Relief comes with high expectations from my District Manager. She expects me to turn the store around: increase sales, plan and organize business, establish stable inventory management, initiate partner development/boost morale, "give that store a make-over [quoted by DM Kelly, herself]."
She's giving me 6 months to see substantial/consistent results in the store.
I give myself 3 months for evident change and 6 months to complete the RMT program, trusting me a bigger salary and a Store Manager position.
All in due time.
With all this, comes changes. 50hr weeks are spread through a volatile weekly schedule of the store's need of my services. Barely-ever to No partying at all, but I am bound to working only 5 to 7 days, opposed to the 6 or 7 I've been guilty of working/week. I don't know how much time I'll have to dedicate to 'my passion': dance. I'm damn sure I'll put myself on the backburner with performances and choreography. I'll barely even have time for myself.
Who knows. I'll figure something. For right now, I'm pretty damn skippy and anxious.
Yay me! |
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| beginnings. |
[Aug. 28th, 2006|09:46 pm] |
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| | TAMIA: tomorrow. | ] |
there is never an end; only new beginnings.
big interview tomorrow which would initiate the start of my business career, a healthy salary, and marriage to my company.
i got my foot through the door.
now it's time to walk. |
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