Chopin beats & droppin Brahms.


bulllllshiitttt
August 23, 2009, 11:37 pm
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You’re never too busy to do what you love.

I’m a busy girl but that’s because I’m passionate about everything I do.

As much as possible, I make the time.

No one should feel like they need to be “penciled” in.

Quality > Quantity.



V E R A O
August 21, 2009, 1:01 am
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The funny thing about summer is that it never comes soon enough, and it never lasts long enough. And alas, the time has come. The last ounces of summer are dripping and I’m trying to savor every drop.

This summer however, was arguably the best summer I have ever had.

It brought many liquor-filled glasses raised in celebration of friendship, safe trips, and “to an awesome night.” .

Friends were reuinited, apologies were made and accepted, painful goodbyes said, loved-ones found and were also lost.

Tears were shed, bodies embraced, questions were asked, were answered, and left answered. 

New kinships were created, alter-egos discovered, and a curb proved to be a perfect place to have an awesome conversation.

Brilliant and creative minds collaborated in front of and behind lenses, snapping and sharing photos, and secrets that were meant to be told.

Food was tasted, shared, photographed, and was made the center of attention.

Meetings were held, and ajourned.

More adventures were made “for the books.”

Dying flames were reiginited.

L.A. got the championship we always wanted.
But the U.S. of A.. wasn’t so fortunate (sall good though).

The world lost heroes and legends.
But the world also witnessed some things that were LEGEN– I HOPE YOURE NOT LACTOSE INTOLERANT BECAUSE THE NEXT WORD IS DARY!

I saw relationships end.
I saw relationships begin.

I texted, tweeted, updated, and percolated.

I didn’t write postcards this year, but I received some.

I shared poetry, I rapped, and made friends just by playing music I loved.

I saw so many good movies, and 2 bad ones.

I did things that “I will never do again.”
& did things I can’t wait to do again.

I got my back stepped on and ass punched (literally), and liked it.

I got my leg licked on the balcony of a Las Vegas nightclub. (Yeah.. I can explain).

High fives were given, and snaps and claps were made.

Bill Clinton showed us that he still is that dude.

Rollercoasters and waves were ridden and conquered, bonfires blazed, smores were savored, and memories forever imprinted.

Games were played, won, and mastered.

Auto-tune died.

but Maxwell came back. (after 7 years)

And more fire mondays yet again proved to be one of the best spots to cut a rug.

A new wave of players were drafted for the 21+ up club..
and heaven decided to draft some players as well (rest in peace).

To the summer I will never forget, that was filled with memories I can’t seem to remember, and stories that will be told and retold forever.

Thank you summer, for everything you taught me, and all that great company you shared with me.

It was, to put simply.. a pleasure.

when they reminisce over you, my God



as promised.
August 6, 2009, 12:09 am
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i’ve never known the true meaning of bittersweet until these last 30 days. 
not too long ago, i was with my family + godsister who was 9 months preggers with her first child. nothing pleases me more than seeing a woman pregnant– her happiness, her glow, and the fact that she is carrying a human being into the world is so amazing.

it is the gift that God gave to women. He blessed us with a womb to bear souls into the world. And when a woman is pregnant, she is at the peak of her femininity. No man can carry the gift that she is carrying inside her.

Upon the final weeks of her last month however, she began to feel sick.
And on a trip to the OBGYN, they found out that the ultrasound proved to show no heartbeat.

my godsister lost her child. i did not find out the news until 3 days later, the day before a big exam. and after i took it that day, i couldn’t help but bawl my eyes out.

 

i never heard you,  but i hear you.
i never held you, but i feel you.
i never knew you, but i love you.
 

One of the most tragic things in the world is to lose a child. and my love and prayers go out to my Ate Christina and Kuya Chi. 

the same day that i found out about this, i received a text message from paul telling me that my friend’s sister was in the hospital. i did not know her too well, but we have met on many occasions. and i was fully aware of the positive impact she had on people.

angelica flores was as beautiful on the inside as she was on the outside.
but her liver was failing, so paul and i decided to go to loma linda medical center to visit her and the family.

the Flores family has already gone through so much emotional stress. Angelica and older sister Faith have just lost their father in a cancer battle last year.

and after many weeks of prayer and support, God decided that her time was not here to be spent with us. He called his angel back to heaven.

Angelica was 19.

 

The one thing crucial thing that we all have in common, is that we must die. there is no avoiding it, and the world of death and afterlife is a mystery that eludes us and is beyond our understanding. so in order for this life to work, we have to cherish everything that is in the present.

i understand that times are rough for many of you, myself included. with the economy dwindling and accounts shriveling, it’s not hard to see the darker side of life. but i challenge you to look at what you cherish most– your family, your friends, your health, your surroundings.. and make the best of it.

i can honestly say that even with my broke ass i’ve been able to spend quality time with some of the people i love so dearly these past 5-6 days. they have been filled with laughter, joy, dancing, music, and the occasional alcoholic beverage (haha). epic to say the least..  these past couple of days have really opened my eyes to see what exactly has kept me not only GOING, but SMILING.

let go of those grudges, save your grip for the ones you love.

Rest in paradise Ethan Wang and Angelica Flores.
You will be missed.