Destination: Happiness

Friday, May 6, 2011 - Posted by -Vky* at 9:13 AM

"From that chair, I've caught....a few fish and some rays. And I've watched boats sail...in and out of Cinnamon Bay. I let go of a lover that took a piece of my heart. Prayed many times for forgiveness...and a brand new start."

There's a place Kenny Chesney talks about in his song, "Old Blue Chair"...and that name has forever stayed in mind since I've heard it. It's called Cinnamon Bay. I remember entering it into image search in Google. And I fell in love. I've never been to the Virgin Islands. I've never even been to the Carribean...but I will go to this place.

So I've cut this picture out and I've posted it on the wall of my cubicle. I've posted it next to my dresser. And the screensaver on my laptop. When I see this picture all I think about is: Beauty, peace, love, happiness. And that's exactly what I need to feel right now.

Summer

Monday, May 2, 2011 - Posted by -Vky* at 6:49 PM

It's almost here. Time is flying by too quickly.
It never stands still no matter how much you long for it. How much you wish for it. Or even how much you pray for it.

Every year, I wish for Winter...and every year....it disappoints me.

Summer is for the extroverts. Lovers. Friends. Adventure seekers. Those who seek long nights as opposed to those who just lay in bed wondering if night will ever come to an end.

This year....I just wish to accomplish more of my goals. No matter what season it may be....

Ahhh---Chooo!

Monday, April 25, 2011 - Posted by -Vky* at 9:54 AM

I've never realized how bad my allergies have gotten until recently. It seems that my daily routine of 45 sneezes has progressed into a ritual. If I don't wake up in the morning with my nose spray in one hand and a tissue in the other...I'm awake at all hours of the night trying to find either. I don't understand what change in my life has lead to my drastic increase of allergy symptoms. Yes, I am ACTUALLY sitting here bitching and ranting as the "eco-friendly" recycled box of tissues sitting on my desk, ordered by the nice administrative assistant down the hall, does not only hold the consistency of the PAPER MACHE, but is scrapping my nostrils and upper lip all together. Geez...I could have just used toilet paper in the bathroom stalls...at least that is a little softer. I do not bother putting eye makeup any longer....it is going to rub off anyway as the itchy eyes constanly water and make me feel like I should be sitting here watching a sappy old chick flick (with PUFFS LOTION + ALOE VERA PLEASE). Allergies are not seasonal, damn it...they are year round!

Dear March...

Tuesday, March 1, 2011 - Posted by -Vky* at 8:06 AM

"I told you I was going places you've never even dreamt of....I wasn't lying."

You came out of nowhere!!!

Can't believe this month is finally here! Is it just me...or did winter season jet by? I didn't even have time to enjoy my better hair days! Anywho, March...you're here. And I've patiently been waiting for you since last Summer.... You're here and I'm taking advantage before you too, fly by quickly.

I'm just TOO excited!! I'm scratching yet another goal off my list. EUROPE! Wait...not just Europe....ITALY!

Our itinerary is looking a little intimidating, even for first time traveler's...but that's all part of the fun. Rome, Florence, Venice, Vatican City, Pisa...Ah, ah, ah!!

I have to say, though...I'm a little saddened. Although I'm going with a group of friends...I must admit, I feel like I'm making this trip alone. This is the first time I will have traveled without my family at my side. We've always taken trips together... inside the country and have they been a blast! I wouldn't have asked for better people to experience and take new adventures with.....I am now reaching different borders and I have this bittersweet feeling about not having my sisters by my side while I see a different part of the world. I wish I could take them all with me. Wish I could pack them in my suitcase if I could! (Which by the way, I have not even started on that yet!) Some things...you just have to do alone. It's okay..I will have them each of them at my side in spirit!!

So....shall we do this now?? Europe...WATCH OUT!! This is just the beginning!!

Out with the Old*

Monday, January 3, 2011 - Posted by -Vky* at 9:01 AM

So it's official...start of a NEW and fresh year! Left my holiday blues behind and have emerged from my vacation...rejuvenated, re-energized (sorta...still sleepy)...but most of all excited! Excited for this year!! That's right! I'm filling up my calendar, fast!! Looking great so far. =]

This year, I will be on the road to self discovery and fulfillment. What does that mean?? Hell, if I know! I want to leave everything behind and just take in a different set of mind. I don't know why, I feel like meditating sometimes! Maybe this is the year to do so!!

Whatever is causing this wave of emotions...this "happiness high", I hope it doesn't go away!

Tis the Season

Monday, December 6, 2010 - Posted by -Vky* at 7:49 AM

Have not been feeling the Christmas season lately...and by lately, I mean it's been more than 3 years since I've been in the happy, cheery, holiday spirit.

For the past 2 years, after my birthday passes in early November, I quietly hide out waiting for December to end and the new year begin. Ironically, I'm not anxious or impatient for it's end.... I rather like to take it all in slowly and submurge myself into this blank state of mind where I can't do anything but reminisce about the times where I remember being happy and use to enjoy it all. It's the only time I set my pride aside and allow myself to go back to a different time in my life and recall fading memories.

And just like that...it takes my Christmas spirit away and any mood for celebrations or festivities. Although, drinking is highly encouraged and Christmas parties do provide a generous supply of much needed alcohol to get me through.

Where my hard, cold lump of coal resides...my heart starts beating again. I get so emotional during the holidays and I detest the very thought of letting myself be consumed by these nonsense feelings. Fucking cheery christmas music that makes me want to get run over by reindeers doesn't help one bit.

But there I am. It's invevitable...like the change of the season. I don't know what triggers it...Or maybe I do and I have yet to admit that part.

The frosty weather. Red holiday Starbucks cups. Downtown lights. Fuzzy socks. Macy's Friends & Family discount. The warmth of my bed's covers and the quietness of the office while everyone is out on vacation. It's all I care for this season.

Just three more months and I will be away from these city lights....I love winter, but I've never wanted the Spring to get here faster....

I think...

Tuesday, November 30, 2010 - Posted by -Vky* at 10:10 AM

That I think too much.

I need to stop over analyzing situations and making things more complicated than they already are.

Everything always seems to work out perfectly on its own.

Whatever is meant to be will happen. <--- SO cliché!!

I need to stop thinking so much and pray a little more. ;)

23

Tuesday, November 9, 2010 - Posted by -Vky* at 10:02 AM

Turned 23 this weekend.

Did my usual and made a big deal by inviting everyone out to a bar to help me celebrate and drink. But for some reason, I wasn't feeling it this year. Mostly cause everyone showed up and they were all over the place that I couldn't keep up with most. I kept leaving everyone and kept worrying about spending time with all my guests that I did not enjoy myself as much as I would have wanted to.

Sure, I woke up with my head inside the toilet puking my brains out. I guess you can say I had fun! LOL But still...there was something missing this year. Not someone. Something. I'm not sure what it was. Maybe it was the fact that it was my sister's last weekend at home before she moves out. Or maybe it was because I felt like I have outgrown the whole party stage. I think I've partied nonstop since I turned 21. I find myself mostly tired. Dragging...trying to keep myself up and going on this hectic schedule of mine. If I can only make it to the weekend. Then I could rest...but then there I am...trying to catch up on my social life when I'm not buried under work ethics and school papers. I stop and think...what is it all for? What am I trying so hard to accomplish?? What is it that I've been frantically striving for since I was 18, or maybe even at an earlier age.

I've always wanted to be the best person I could be...I'm starting to believe that, that person doesn't exist.

I'm starting to realize...the more candles on my birthday cake...the less I care about myself and more I see that the only thing that matters to me...is family.

Fall*

Thursday, October 28, 2010 - Posted by -Vky* at 8:09 PM

Just a few things I'm in love with at the moment --

Fall....it just may become my new favorite season.

&& That has made all the difference...

Thursday, October 7, 2010 - Posted by -Vky* at 8:34 AM

Why wait until the New Year to start your goals and resolutions?? It is never too late or too early to start working on improving your life or going after what you want. I love setting goals for myself. As you get older, you start losing that sense of amibition and care free spirit you had as a child. Everything starts becoming about your career, your job, your family, how you are going to get through the rest of your life.

I came across a blog I had written 2 years ago around New Years...in it listing all my resolutions for the year and what I had hope to accomplish by the age of 21. It's amazing to see and compare my goals then and now. Of course, much has changed in the course of two years...and it's rather interesting to see the differences and influential factors. But still, I was surprised to see how many of my goals I had accomplished. I am still at an age where I have the advantage of doing many things I want before I settle down. The sense of accomplishment is a high to me. I love it! One day, I hope to look back and see all successes and even failures. Here are a few that I hope to accomplish in the next year or so.

-Try an activity I don't already know how to do. I'm thinking a cooking class or something. I'm not asking to be the next Julia Child or Bobby Flay...but just know enough to survive my "college student on a budget" years.

-Live with a roomate. I never had the college experience of a dorm life...I've lived comfortably in my parents home all my life. It would be nice to actually leave and experience the struggle of living alone without any of my family's help.

-Visit a foreign country. ...that is NOT the mother land!! Seeing new places is always something fascinating to me. I'm not done with the US, but I think it's time for something greater.

- Get in a physical fight. The ones in middle school don't count! I know this is akward, now I'm not gonna actually go out and pick a fight with a random person at a bar or club or even off the street. But just knowing that you can stick up for yourself or someone else, will prove to YOURSELF that you have that confidence and bravery. If I win or lose, in the end...I did it for myself.

-Learn how to play an instrument. I started playing piano two years ago. But due to some circumstances, I didn't have the heart and longing to do it anymore. Learning to master something that is not a gift you were born with, is really very admirable. I think I should pick up where I left off and finish what I had started. ;)

-Write a song. Music is such a big part of my life. It influences and inspires me. Every now and then you hear a song that you really feel connected to. As if the person who wrote it, knows exactly what you are feeling and has the words that say what you personally cannot. It doesn't have to be for anyone. I just want to write what I feel. And sing it. =]

-Go to a concert of someone I've never heard of. Sometimes, this is the best way to hear music and learn something new that you didn't know you liked. I've accomplished this already. But I want to do MORE of it!

-Travel to a different city and state to hear my favorite band, musician, singer, etc. Of course every time your favorite band is performing in town, you're there. But let's be spontaneous. Listening to your favorite musician in another city , from a different stand point and with a different crowd will make you appreciate the music even more.

-Witness something once-in-a-lifetime. It could be the Niagra Falls. There are some things you only get one chance in your life to witness. You want to make sure you take it. Even if it means traveling 200 miles to see the biggest spaghetti meatball.

-Witness someone's own creation of art. What we sometimes think is art, others may have a completely opposite view and different opinion of it. To witness and examine someone creating something that moves them would be really motivating and inspiring to me.

-Go on a date with someone who makes me nervous. You never know. It may turn out to be the person I end up marrying.

-Learn a new language. It's attractive when someone knows how to speak another language other than their native. It looks great on your resume, and you NEVER know when you might have a use for it.

-Make a list of all my faults. And work on them. Yes, I realize we're not all perfect. And of course, we are not always failures. But having a list on what I think my faults are and what others think my faults are can always help me become a better person. There is ALWAYS room for improvement.

-Help find a home for a homeless animal. Even if it's not my own home. I am in love with my pets and my family spoils them rotten. It's sad to know there are many animals out there who don't have a loving home. Or even food and water. =[

-Rent a beach house, or B&B and spend the entire weekend there alone. Sometimes, you need to get away from your own sourroundings to find clarity and a peace of mind. Re-energize and get some REST! Maybe even get inspired while I'm at it. Or meet new people.

-Write a book. Get it published. Yes this is a long term goal. But nothing is impossible. I love writing and it makes me happy. J.K. Rowling wrote her book series on a napkin in a coffee house. Stephenie Meyer started writing based on a dream she had one night. Even if no one EVER buys a copy of my book. Just to see it published, in a book store shelf...would be a great accomplishment.

There are many, many, many other things...but these seem to be a good start. I'm not going to give myself a time limit. The only way to reach your own personal goals, is to enjoy them. Hope to look back again in a couple of years and see how much I've accomplished then.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010 - Posted by -Vky* at 7:49 AM

Some women choose to follow men
and some choose to follow their dreams.
If you're wondering which way to go,
remember that your career
will never wake up in the morning
and tell you that it doesn't love you anymore.

-Lady Gaga

I am really not her number one fan....but this is exactly me.

Quotable Quote*

Wednesday, September 29, 2010 - Posted by -Vky* at 1:05 PM

"I love writing. I love the swirl & swing of words as they tangle with human emotion."
-- James A. Michener

Found this today and I knew exactly how he felt. =]

Crystal Castles

Tuesday, September 14, 2010 - Posted by -Vky* at 7:21 AM

So you know when you were in high school you always tended to avoid those "freaks" who dressed all in black, had piercings, colored hair, smelled like cigarettes, and listened to who knows what kind of music?? You know the outcast and reject crowd who either had their own personal group of mutual weird friends or that complete loner who walked the halls looking at his feet and sat all by himself while secretly having thoughts on how to blow up the school.

Well, that was me. Part of that outcast crowd. Last Night. I honestly didn't know what I was getting myself into when I decided to purchase my ticket for Crystal Castles. I mean, when I first heard them I was very hesitant. I remember saying, "What the fuck is this Atari shit?? Why do people listen to this. This is weird." And I completely pictured myself as one of the class of 2006 rejects. But unlike many others, I decided to give it a try. Few days later, i couldn't stop listening to their album. I was like, "Why is this sooo good???" It was BEYOND my personal taste in music, but then again...what IS my favorite music?? I wouldn't be able to give you one specific genre as I tend to gravitate to different themes according to my life and emotions at the moment. Well little did I know...this was the time of my life for Alice Glass.

So, I decided to purchase my ticket for the Cyrstal Castles @ House of Blues. Mind you, I hate that place. It's like the Hard Rock Cafe of concert houses. Seriously...you either stand way in the back and avoid the pushing, arm to arm, sweatfest of a crowd, or you dive right into the moshpits of hard core maniac fans who will stand for hours just to get a good glimpse of a 45 minute show. And will enjoy every second of it to the max.

Of course, I wasn't going to be stading in the back...I dove right in. And let me tell you. As soon as the lights went out, the hype of the crowd was insane. Alice Glass is not your Britney Spears, Gwen Stefani, or Lady Gaga kind of girl. No, she's more of the weird girl you sat next to in Biology class thinking, "Poor girl. I bet she would look really pretty if she just only dressed well and didn't hide behind her hair and awful makeup." Or in Ryan's words, "She's the kind of girl who burns ants and puts glue on her face." The kind of girl who doesn't sing. She screams. Literally. Her music is screaming. At you. The entire show.

So here I am, in the middle of a moshpit, between a 6 foot tranny and a pink platform wearing diva, in the middle of drunk messes who will push themselves or in Ryan's case...CANNONBALL themselves up to the front of the stage. I looked around the crowd and I see a few people I recognize from high schools. Definitely not someone I associated myself with back then. Those class "weirdos" who really aren't weird...they are normal people who just have a different passion of life other than trying to be popular and cool. They didn't care if they had friends or not, they cared about music. And here I was...screaming and yelling and dancing with them. As I learn how to appreciate this kind of music more...I learned how to appreciate the crowd as well. I couldn't help but think how different my life would have been if I had just hung out with a different crowd in high school. The peer pressure of trying to fit in just didn't seem worth it anymore. Now, don't get me wrong. I don't regret anything I did...but I just wished I could have learned to appreciate differences more at an early age than now.

Every so often you experience something that changes your life. Something that moves you. That you feel connected to and sparks an epiphany. That changes your way of thinking. The show was amazing. =]

Stilettos && Broken Bottles*

Sunday, September 12, 2010 - Posted by -Vky* at 9:46 PM

So each year at the end of the year, I choose my favorite song that has absolutely blown me away and more than likely has the highest number of times played on my iPod. So this year, I decided not to wait until December, because I already know what song I am going to choose. I always choose something that I felt connected in a way and kind of meant something to me at the moment.

My family and friends know that I am literally OBSESSED with this song and have had it on repeat all summer long. I first heard it in Ryan's car on my way home and I was like, "Who is this?!" Ryan says, "Umm...I kinda heart this song...you should see the video." So, I go home and sure enough...I was hooked. The video is just as amazing as the song. Best lyrics, best video, best DANCE MOVES! Mind you I haven't heard from Robyn since Show Me Love when I was like 12 and that was really one of my favorite songs. Love her new album and I've been playing it non-stop. I'm glad she performed at the VMA's....she wins Song of the Year && Video of the Year && Album of the Year in MY book! All her lyrics literally describe my life at the moment.

ENJOY! =]

Vky's 2009 Song of the Year:

Amanda Blank - Leaving You Behind

BEST WEEK EVER

Monday, July 26, 2010 - Posted by -Vky* at 1:09 PM

So I managed to survive yet ANOTHER week....one down; thousands left to go.
Retirement doesn't kick in for another 40 years or so...by then, I wouldn't even know what to do with myself...Botox parties galore...but that's another story.
Let's take a look at this weeks highlights:

Most productive day of the week?
Last Sunday - I came in to work for a couple of hours while noone was in. Perfectly quiet just me and myself with noone to bother, ask for my help or stop to ask a stream of questions (which I had no clue as to what the answers were). I wasn't drowning in thousands of emails cause well...everyone who is NORMAL doesn't work on a Sunday....

Best "FML" moment?
I mixed up my Wednesday and Thursday schedules. I showed up to work at 5:30 AM on Thursday morning. Only to find out that I wasn't supposed to be there until 7AM.
Sure, I could have gone to hunt down a Starbucks or McDonald's ...but I forgot my wallet while rushing out the door.

Best line I heard all week?
It's a a tie between the following:
"I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, 'These idiots get paid a lot more than I do and they don't know shit.' "
AND
"You're not gonna get paid for those hours of overtime you put in on Sunday."

Yes...they were really said....

Most intriguing txt conversation:
Tita: Vicky!? Hello!? Where are you!?!
(30 mins later)
Vky: Oh, hey! Sorry, I was in chest high water planting trees in the Gulf of Mexico...I'm all wet from head to toe and I didn't even bring extra clothes! What's up??
Tita: Oh, umm...okay...

Best moment of the week (Choose from the following):
A. When my boss sits next to me on the bus to Galveston and decides to do our weekly review.
B. When I don't know how to swim, but I find myself chest high in water with jelly fish swimming around me.
C. When I realize I don't have any extra clothes for the long ride back home.
D. When I retreat to my trustee iPod to finally relax for the long drive home...only long enough for it to say, "LOW BATTERY" and then it shuts down.

Correct answer: E. All of the Above

Best drink of the week:
At the Astros game. In the company suite. All the free food and booze you want....only technically, it wasn't free. Since I didn't get paid for all those nights I slept in the office...

Best sleep I got all week:
That nap I took during my lunch hour.

Person I wanted to shoot this week:
The lady who sits in the cubicle behind me. For wearing her MULTIPLE bangle bracelets and for wearing her flip flops to work. How much noise can you make sitting down?? Seriously....

Favorite part of the weekend:
When I finally get my car back only to find it flooded inside.

Cheers! To another Monday.....

Encounters of the Weird Kind

Thursday, March 25, 2010 - Posted by -Vky* at 9:16 PM

I have no idea why I attract the weirdest people. And when I say weird....I don't mean the kind that talk to themselves and like to eat grapes off wallpaper...no, that's more like insane people.
But seriously...these past few days, I have found my surroundings to include the company of weirdos. Out of the blue, randomly...and most of all...freakishly!!

I mean, I meet weird people all the time...don't get me wrong. But I prefer to think of them as idiots, morons, and assholes who are just born to piss people off such as myself. (Refer to previous blog)

But no. Not those kind of people. That I can handle. I am talking Jeffrey Dahmer and Ted Bundy weird. I even came home one evening and totally locked my gate (which I never bother to do....), look cautiously around while changing, and was almost tempted to sleep with one eye open. (This is quite difficult to do btw, I should put this on my TO DO list.)

Could it be....that I may be weird myself??? And people are trying to give me and early warning by gracing themselves with my company. I mean obviously they seem to find something in common with me...

Nahhh...can't be. I consider myself to be a fairly normal person. Never had suicidal thoughts. Love animals unconditionally. And have plenty of friends. But recent events have seriously left me dumbfounded....and above all...have creeped me the fuck out.

I seriously need to stop trusting others so easily and go back to what kindergarten teachers shoved down our throats. Stop, drop, and roll....Never take candy from a stranger....and never get into a car with a person you don't know. Although...I am definitely applying this rule to people YOU DO KNOW as well. You just never know what may happen.....

I think I may have to change my phone number....and my address. =/

Annoyed*

Monday, February 8, 2010 - Posted by -Vky* at 12:47 PM

I honestly and truly, without a doubt, from the bottom of my aggravated self....from the bottom of the empty ibuprofen bottle on my desk, from the bottom of the Venti coffee cup in my trash bin, from the soon to be empty bottle of wine this evening......

...........really think, that some people aspire to be Idiots!

I have had one too many idiot encounters over the past few days. I have come to the conclusion that their sole purpose on this earth is to annoy, aggravate, piss off others and make you want to scream. For I am screaming....as I'm typing this....screaming....silently...in my head.

I refuse to leave on my vacation with a sore throat.

Tis all.

Seriously??

Monday, September 28, 2009 - Posted by -Vky* at 2:26 PM

Dear Facebook, Myspace, Twitter, AOL, Yahoo, Hotmail, Gmail, company's Email, Text Message, Instant Message Friends....and anyone else who uses and speaks the ENGLISH language:

A frighteningly large percentage of individuals fail to understand the difference between the words "you're" and "your".

YOUR - The word your is the possessive form of you, referring to something that a person has, or something that belongs to the person in discussion.

Ex. Your ignorance really insults me.

YOU'RE - YOU + ARE = YOU'RE. That's it. Nothing else to it. It is a contraction of the two words you and are. Just like CAN and NOT = CAN'T, DOES and NOT = DOESN'T.

Ex. You're not very bright are you?

It seriously is not that hard.
That is all.

-Vky*

You Live....You Learn

Monday, August 31, 2009 - Posted by -Vky* at 8:54 AM

So, we all know how we women like to rant about how independent we are and how we don't need men to do anything for us....how we can do for ourselves and how we can wear the pants AND bring home the bacon. Few women are worthy enough to call themselves independent ...BUT I must admit there are certain things I really don't think fall under the category: Things I Don't Need A Man For

First one being: Cars.
No, really....I understand men like to sit around and talk about their dream car and how they spent all weekend under their hood and how much their turbo engine cost. Blah, blah, blah...I'm not interested. In a conversation about cars, the farthest I have gotten is..."Yes...I pumped gas, turned it on, put my convertible top down, turned the music up, and flipped everyone off in traffic."
So when my car's check engine light decides to turn on and my dad asks me if I have put water in it or checked the oil...my response: "?Q*&#!#*%"
Exactly. I don't know what he was talking about. Now, don't get me wrong...I'm sure if you taught me HOW and I practiced a couple of times...I'm pretty sure I could wing it. But noone has ever bothered....
So here I am at the mechanic shop after work on a Friday....listening to what all this man has to say about my car, "The problem is blah blah blah...Convenience module....blah blah blah...crank shaft sensor...blah blah blah....your total is $700.00."
VKY: EXCUSE ME?? I'm sorry...can you repeat that?? I thought I heard you say it was $700.00.
MAN: No ma'am...I didn't say $700.00
VKY: Oh thank goodness...
MAN: I said, $745.00
VKY: Well...I'm glad I got that straightened out.

Now, let's see...IF I had a man who was handy in the car department...I could just have gotten it done for free. Oh, wait...I DID date a guy who went to UTI for 4 years and claimed he knew everything there was to know about cars....that's right. But did he ever open up the hood to my car while we were dating?? My point exactly.
Now, when a girl walks into a mechanic shop in a skirt and heels and tells the guy, "The check engine light is on...I dont know what is wrong. Fix it." What are you going to assume? Why, yes...as a matter of fact, the vehilce is under MY name...not daddy's. The expense is coming out MY pocket. Not my parents....Credit Card? No, it is maxed out because I had to pay my tuition. I am paying you cash...my week's hard earnings.
IF I had man who would have taken the time to go with me and get more detailed with this man about the car than I did....my total would probably not have been as much. But, wait...I DID date a guy who told me once to go to Jiffy Lube to get my oil changed while he sat at a bar and spent all his paycheck on beer.

Almost a grand later and a car that STILL has the check engine light turned on, I have learned: You can't depend on men for cars either.

A Damsel in Distress? Quite Possibly...NOT!

Tuesday, August 25, 2009 - Posted by -Vky* at 8:56 AM

So, before I start ranting on and on about my daily adventures, insidious (but quite honest) thoughts about alien encounters who are in reality taking on human form...I shall enlighten you with a little background information about myself and why I came to be the way I am.....you know.....Awesome.

You only need to be familiar with what I am willing to share with you. Any other information you may want to know for stalking purposes or if you decide to use any of my blogs with malicious intents, you have been warned that I will come and haunt you while you sleep in your TempurPedic mattress when I am deceased. You will become this century's Edger Allen Poe's character in The Tell Tale Heart....and I am not talking about the narrator. That will be portrayed by yours truly as I will carefully calculate your murder while you lay wake at night overdosed on Adderall.... too scared to fall asleep because you know I am not-so-secretly wating for you to close both your eyes so I can strike. I will then proceed to chop your body into a thousand little pieces and shove it through the walls of your 3 bedroom house and use it as insulation to keep your family warm during the so called winter. Perhaps stuff some in your mattress....we shall see. I will not be haunted afterwards with your beating heart for I am already dead. Told you it was insidious....That is all. Let's proceed.

Comments*
I love comments and hearing what people have to say...MOST of the time. Feel free to leave some yummy comments and add me to your list of friends. I love networking. It's what keeps me sane sometimes....If you are not here to bitch and rant with me but instead want be a nuisance and start harrassing me about what a mean person I am and how you disagree with my point of views...then you should stop reading NOW. Save yourself AND ME the trouble. Afterall, I am not here to please you or anyone else for that matter. The sole purpose for this blog is to one day look back and read it and just remember that I was awesome at such an early age. Not for anyone else's convenience.

Grammar*
I am not a journalist....nor will I ever be. Although I did play with the idea once or twice a semester or two ago. But gave it up as quickly as it came. Writing is bittersweet to me. I love to do it on my spare time but I hate doing it if I have to. English classes were passed by cramming the night before Finals and finishing essays and research papers at 4 o'clock in the morning. So if you see typos, mispelled words, words that don't belong, punctuation and grammar mistakes....don't be so quick to judge me for it. I said I was awesome....I never said I was perfect.

Yours Truly Vky*
Let's see, I was born and grew up in the wonderful city of Houston, Tx where it is sunny and humid, and you can fry eggs on a rock year round. Not so wonderful. I hate the heat. I long for winter every summer and when it arrives it is only cold long enough to give you three decent hair days. Traffic is a way of living as it becomes part of your agenda and construction is just another form of entertainment. As much as I bitch and complain about it all, I don't think I could ever live anywhere else permanently. Except maybe Denver. Just for the weather.... And the scenery.

Career*
I work for Corporate America which I am sure I will get very much detailed about in later blogs. No need for 40 sentences about that. I am also a striving college student trying to make ends meet. I love it all. Work, school, partying, spending time with my adorable family, and going about my crazy little world which noone seems to understand, really. I like to have fun and like to have a good time....but there is also a time for sleep...and let me tell you it comes as easy as saying 1, 2....vky is snoring. Literally!

Family*
This is possibly the best part of my life. My dysfunctional family is my rock. My two sisters are my best friends and pretty much my right hand...or my left...or both....whatever! I could tell you our father is the president for a major oil industry and spends his time traveling the world while we all stay at our house in Milan...and our mother is a cosmetic surgeon for the rich and famous...but I shall not. My parents are two simple people who worked their whole lives to give me and my sisters the most they could. They are the nicest and honest people you will ever meet. I love them and would not trade them for the world.

All About Me*
It seriously is...well, at least in my world it is. No...I don't care about yours. After all, this is MY Blog remember?? Guys, I'm seriously not a bitch. I am one of the friendliest people you could ever meet. I promise. But in all fairness you came here for a purpose and already having invaded my personal privacy (haha...who am I kidding...it's a Blog)....then so be it.

Love*
Ahh...yes. What every person strives for at one point in their life...and what some fail at miserably. Let me tell you I was very undecided about posting this section...but what the hell. No hard feelings. Long story short: My knight in shining armour turned out to be a loser in alluminum foil. I was young. I was naive. What can I say....you grow. You learn. You move on. You can't really live off of "butterflies and kisses" ...now can you? Anyway...does Love exist? Perhaps. But I am really not going to analyze it. If it's meant to be it will happen. For now, I am content with shoes and Vodka.

Well...I think that should be enough to spice things up a little and pick up where I last left off! Cheers to all and happy reading! May your organs fail you before your dreams do!! ;)

Love always,
-Vky*