Shine on, you crazy diamond!

433 ♥ / 3 November, 2011

20* day handwriting challenge
Day 1: Hand write your full name.
Day 2: Hand write your city, state and/or country of birth.
Day 3: Hand write your Tumblr URL.
Day 4: Hand write your best friend’s name.
Day 5: Hand write your girlfriend’s/boyfriend’s/crush’s name.
Day 6: Hand write a website you visit frequently.
Day 7: Hand write whatever you want, using black pen and capital letters.
Day 8: Hand write “hello”.
Day 9: Hand write your favorite word.
Day 10: Hand write your favorite quote.
Day 11: Hand write three favorite songs.
Day 12: Hand write three favorite books.
Day 13: Hand write your lucky number.
Day 14: Hand write your Tumblr crushes.
Day 15: Hand write your full name in the hand that you do NOT normally use.
Day 16: Hand write whatever you want, filling up a whole piece of paper.
Day 17: Hand write whatever you want, using something other than paper.
Day 18: Hand write the first ten words that come to mind.
Day 19: Hand write a few words that sum you up.
Day 20: Hand write a letter to somebody.
*(In the course of whoknowshowmanyfucking days)

0 ♥ / 3 November, 2011

456 ♥ / 25 October, 2011

Re: Shine On

And so has nickdrake:

nickdrake replied to your post: Shine on, you crazy diamond … !

we fear change as people but how are we to progress in life without change. this is a great thing grab it with both hands gurl, you go gurl……shine on baby burn on…good luck….

Thanks! If all goes as planned … there will be shining!

1 ♥ / 24 October, 2011

Shine on, you crazy diamond … !

I’m sitting in my office staring at the screen with eyes full of tears.

I can’t tell if they’re tears of joy or sadness or just flat out confusion.

I had a phone interview this morning, a really good one. A creative director took a liking to my portfolio and if things go as planned, he would really like me to start as soon as possible. As in, in 2 weeks.

So what’s the big deal? This (dream) job that almost already planned to hire me in January now wants me to start sooner than anticipated. If the budget for my salary and moving costs get approved, they want me there in exactly 2 weeks. They only have 50+ designers, amazing creative directors, beautiful offices located in a great city … wait a minute WHAT THE FUCK AM I EVEN THINKING ABOUT HERE? It should be a no-brainer, right?!

Right. This job is out of state—away from everything that I call home. I will be legit alone for the first time ever. No friends or family close by, not just a 3 hour drive away, literally 3 fucking states away. I am honestly scared. And not gonna lie, a little sad.

But this opportunity, this moment … its pretty fucking unbelievable. Something like this, when will it happen to me again? What are the odds that this came at this time in my life? I am young and single and really, other than emotional attachments, there is nothing stopping me from taking this job. This could be the change I need in my life. This could be the job that takes me places, the one that opens infinite doors for me. This could be the fucking time of my life. This might just be my time to shine. We’ll see.

8 ♥ / 24 October, 2011

I’ve been seeing a lot of reblogs from the We are the 53% and We are the 99% blogs. All of them with opinions on each side of the spectrum. (Duh.) And like theirs, here’s mine.
Now, I am not going to say that I’ve never relied on the government to lead my life, because—let’s face it—I do it every day. And so do you. Those pretty streets we drive on, the trash that is picked up twice a week, the policemen that serve and protect our cities, the firefighters that save us, etc. And for their work, I am truly grateful. Really, thanks guys.
My story goes like this, I have been working since I was 15 years old. I am 26. I drive an old ass car, work a 10-7 job that just barely pays the bills, live semi-comfortably (not to be mistaken with extravagantly), have some college education—but no degree—and I live in fear for the day that I break a leg or an arm or something because I have no health insurance.
So, where does that leave me? Honestly, I don’t give a fuck.
All I want is for everything to be fair. This country’s government has gone to hell in a handbasket and we are having one helluva time trying to bring it back.
Where did the American dream go? Where has greed taken this country? Why is our education so fucking expensive? $1 trillion in debt, can you fucking believe that?! The housing market? What are we buying castles now? And why is our healthcare system all about the money? Hospital and doctor bills are through the roof. You better wish on your lucky stars that nothing happens to you health-wise or down you go, in the deep spiral of debt again. Insurance? Ha! What a joke. When did the government stop looking out for its people and more for its corporations?! This government of ours, it only looks out for the highest bidders. Sadly my friends, that is not us. Banks charging fees to keep your money safe?! Are you for fucking real? Sky high interest rates! Stock market! Money exchange! And where are the jobs needed to provide these necessities?! The ones needed to survive in today’s America?*
Now, I’m not saying I’m going to join the Occupy movement this very minute—I do, after all, have bills to pay—but it doesn’t mean I don’t support them. Most of them are smart individuals like you and me that have just had enough. All I ask is that if you, like me, want this shit to get better, keep yourself in the know. Read blogs and online news sources, follow the movement on twitter, watch the videos, everything! And if you are able to go to a protest, even better! Go for it! Know what is going on in your country. Know how this will affect you now and in the long run. Look around you, this country is overcome with greed and its slowly but surely consuming each one of us.
Let’s try to make this shit get better.
*To those people saying #Occupyajob instead of “being lazy” please watch your words. If you say this, I automatically assume that you clearly must be in a big city where jobs are incredibly easy to come by and it rains gold. You must not know what it is like to be unemployed for over 7 months, looking every hour of the day for a job that will pay the bills. You must not know. And if you do know, remember exactly how you felt when you were unemployed and couldn’t even afford a gallon of milk.

11 ♥ / 19 October, 2011

Apparently baking makes me happy. I’ve turned into pinche Betty Crocker. (Taken with picplz.)

3 ♥ / 19 October, 2011

An attempt to empty my head

I have this impending sense of doom following me around.

I have been waiting for an opportunity like this to show up forever and now that it has, it feels … strange. I haven’t even interviewed or even applied yet, and already the thought of change is keeping me up at night.

This would be a big change in my life. Big, big change. But at the same time, if it doesn’t happen, it will feel like a big disappointment. Big, big disappointment. With—and I hate to admit it—a small dose of relief.

I’m so anxious, I can’t even express myself correctly at the time. I just want to fast forward life and see where I landed. I just want to get it over with, whatever the end result is, I just want to fucking know.

0 ♥ / 18 October, 2011

1621 ♥ / 17 October, 2011

I have a lot [of this] on my mind today.

2 ♥ / 17 October, 2011

Me & Bobby McGee

One day up near Salinas, I let him slip away,
He’s looking for that home and I hope he finds it,
But I’d trade all of my tomorrows for just one yesterday
To be holding Bobby’s body next to mine …

1 ♥ / 14 October, 2011

GPOY I Will Stab This Pen In Your Jugular and Watch You Bleed Out Edition
or
GPOY Containing The Chola Within Edition
10 seconds away from going straight up chola on some of the motherfuckers here at work. Other than that, things are peachy. How are you?

8 ♥ / 12 October, 2011

12088 ♥ / 11 October, 2011

GPOY Smiling Like a Fool [On a Vegas High] Edition
or
GPOY Vacations Are So Good For The Soul Edition
I came back from Vegas ridiculously broke, ridiculously tired, but I had the best time ever. I am so, so happy and grateful that I was able to get away from all the crap of my every day life, it was so fucking awesome. Vegas is always a blast with the usual suspects, but this time around it was way more fun because I had one of my best friends and one of my favorite cousins with me. We kicked it up a notch or twelve and raised hell.
Another great thing about my vacation? Cirque Du Soleil’s LOVE. Its the second time I catch this show, but it felt like first. I honestly can’t tell you how happy that show makes me; words fail me. It was amazeballs. Can’t wait to go back! For now, back to work, back to reality. Here’s hoping the “Vegas High” lasts for a good while.

4 ♥ / 10 October, 2011

Current status.
[See also, Officially on vacation.]

2274 ♥ / 30 September, 2011