Writing and Spiritual Life

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Disclaimer to myself: The more you write the better! Vent baby vent, Soon I will be poetic, flow like a rapper not really, and yada yada...as for now...I don't care...

thanks...awesome...great...stellar...rad.

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ciao

for these things i am a dumb ass

Honestly is good, truth is getting hard for many, but me ha oh me i say I now am too honest (my mom told me this) and the truth is written on my back...yes i run in cirlces to see it! One at least I am looking, two it is so close I can sometimes see a reflection (wink) and three I really don't care what you think!

tangents.... why i am a dumb ass

1. I do hang out with people I do not like: and you are as good as the company you keep.

2. I tried to get fired from my job by not showing up...didn't work but really...dumb ass

3. Being tired does not make it ok to "accidently" miss mass...I am messing with GOD...what the what the what the...

4. The last few years i put work over all: family, my Saviour, life in general, school and of course I had to "rest" on the weekends!

*** I suppose we all have our issues, problems, vices, little devils that dance on our shoulder, but I still hide behind a person I made up...me. To everyone I know now and am constant contact with I am a tough chica, who works too much, can kick your ass (but retired from this) great friend to shit on, can dance and please invite to the party so she can entertain us, but if we are bored we will talk about her like we know her....i am flicking them off and mysef....

prudence
temperance
fortitude

I already want to be a vigilanty

I am intelligent, an athlete, practicing Catholic (saint in traing...that is for you nana), good to my parents, my siblings, good friend, and I am worth it to be happy....

No one is in my way, but my dumb ass!

therefore why hangout with more of them...reasons ladies and gentleman...simple

lonely
bored
action
maybe I will meet that one...hmmmmm ahhh probably not but
the what ifs ...i wasn't there that guy would be dead
old friends
celebrations...

believe-a-me I have slowed down, don't do stupid shit as much, never drive, never sleep with a random piece of meat....but i am my own road block...daily rosaries help, and I do not want something big and bad to happen...i want to get out of my mind...i am not doing bad, but i want the everything else to be the illusion while God is center...Lord I can do it, already know i got your help...but but but...

ciao

God is Great Beer is Good and People are Crazy

Good People are becoming scarce.

Good friends are rare and far between!

Good Friends that are of the same sex are even rarer for Women!

My good women friends are in other states.

Not only have I lost touch with them, I am losing myself with the idiots I surround myself with: lushes, sluts, rude, and not good people.

Once I have that "moment" with a friend, male or female, the moment where one thinks, "this person rocks and i could maybe learn to trust them!" Shit just roles down hill from there....

My pattern: a lot of people "know" me or of me
think we are buddies
i hang out
rude
sluts
lushes
selfish
i then drop them!

The funny thing is my good male friends were and are ex's, or want to be future ex's, but decent and good.

Forgot one: THEY LOVE GOSSIP, REALLY REALLY, SELFISH PEOPLE!

Now I strive to for the fun-lovin...making my time for laughs, but not real laughs, those that will fill a lonely void of true friends. Every woman needs a friend...maybe i should move...

God is Great

Beer is Good, and

People are Crazy....on the crazy note...i am a little exhausted of Playing the part of the tough girl, i will always be loud because I played defense in soccer all my life, but seriously to you sluts, selfish, rude, lushes and gossips...sit and spin, get a life and quit pretending to be some one's friend....

ciao

It is

This note, to me, shall be short...

one and only one reads me blog and that is me

so it is going to be me piece of mind to clamour, vent and make smiles

it is

Sleep deprived and that teleeeee

Well Well I am not sleep deprived, it is that damn television. I will turn on that black box and watch television and then three hours later, can't move. I think this may be a problem. I sometimes work late, but I need some unwind time. Working out keeps me awake, yoga helps a wee bit and natural relaxing stuff from the vitamin shop. My work starts late and man, oh man do I take my time. It may be necessary to get a personal assistant. Just to wake me up...

On the other side of the story I love Rollerblades and they love me...great fun fun! Sweet!

Vacation...please please please please

Just there a few days ago....when I was sleeping soundly a few days ago...damn!

Hopefully soon, April 2nd i will be in Montana with John...I must do a few things at work and sway the decision...badtiming i guess...which seems to happen a lot.

Five great things about Montana

1. Family and Friends
2. Simply Beautiful Land
3. Simplicity and Peace of Mind
4. Horsies... great therapy
5. Mountains...shit it is MONTANA

Honestly when I lived there, I had more peace of mind than I ever have had, not too many temptations and it...it was just beautiful and friggin' relaxing...bloody hell yes!!!!!

Christmas Surprises

My father surprised the entire family with My sister, brother-in-law, and niece from Florida, then my brother-in-law's mother, and the youngest from San Diego came in town as well. Our family has not all been together for at least three or four years! It was nice, no fights ;)lots of laughs and of course FOOD!

the surprise...

my father is a bit of a jokster, actually that is an understatement, but the best was when he picked Chiara, Shane and Bothilde from the airport, and when at home, yelled at my mom, asking for helping with something, mom came downstairs and chiara, shane and baby went upstairs to my mother's room, put Bothilde in the middle of mom's bed and hid behind the bed...My mom got "frustrated" with dad obviously he really did not need help, and went back upstairs opened her door and saw her first grandchild in the middle of her bed...Screamed, cried, hugged and yelled at dad, but in a good way...They got me, Tony, and willy....Dad's time is coming...We will get that guy...But anyway: Great Christmas, happy, a little snow:(

ciao

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as a supervisor here at my lovely job i am training in my own manager....hmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

so i took it upon my self to relax my nerves with Jamison....and a co-worker's company and hell was offered another job...wicked awesome....then i went back to work with a friggin huge smile on my face! suckaaaas

a shit...

Happy be-lated birthday to my dearest sister in Florida! I remembered the day prior to her birthday and when i spoke to my parents...sorry Chiara...I love you and i God's speed with many more b-days and hot babies... ;)

so there i was

and then i saw the lights of a chevy truck swerving towards me during my morning jog...I started to slow down and move further on the side, but the truck seemed to be following me.."oh shit!" was all that came out of my mouth...the truck hit my left leg, I flew to the side, hit the wet ground and I heard the truck screetch away while a sharp pain ran up my leg...damn it hurt...then i woke up and pissed for about five minutes...don't worry i was in the bathroom by then...and now i jog after the sun as been up for at least an hour!!!