Unbelievably Cute.

I personally have come to the conclusion that everyone needs a pet of some sort. They help disconnect the owner and the whole family from the stresses of the day; in fact, there have been many clinical trials that have proven this fact!

NOW: Here is a link. After you watch this video, ask yourself: What was I thinking about??

http://youtu.be/hcj4dtR57Yg

YOU'RE WELCOME! :D

BLOGS!

I am behind! And so I intend to catch up, not only on my blogs, but on everything else.

The end of the semester seems just wipe around quickly.

IT"S RAINING! :D

I love the rain!!! It is such a beautiful change from our abundant sunshine. Sunshine is wonderful but there has to be a change for us to appreciate it.

I think anyway.

It renews our surroundings and cleans up this city. Everything changes; the air is fresher and crisper, the building are restored to their former shine, the sky is clearer and life is good again.

The Serenity of the Library

When there is a war at home, don't go home.

What other advise is there? If you are having a good day, you wouldn't plunge yourself into a battlefield, would you? So I have found a local haven, our Beauteous LAVC Library.

It's so quiet here. Everyone is minding their own business, working on whatever that needs to get done in their lives. No one is looking at your or critisizing you. No one wants to tell you what to do and weight you down with heavy, loaded words....


It's so nice here.

Isis Wings

My epic search for the dance accessory called "Isis Wings" has reached it's culmination today. After a week of trying to find a local shop on this hemisphere that supplies this commonly used belly dance prop, I have found a 'warehouse' that ships them in the Valley; warehouse meaning someone's garage and Valley meaning Woodland Hills. I have a deadline to the dance showcase show here at Valley on the 17th and Amazon confusing shipping dates gave  me a lot of confusing information and 'arrival dates 16th-27th' won't cut it.
So I tracked them down and made a person to person appointment.
I am very proud of my usually shy and passive self :)

Sitting on needles

My little sister is learning to drive. I'm mean, she not little. She's 18 but all I can see is the screaming 3 year old behind the wheel of my car. And if it's not bad enough that she doesn't want to take classes with a instructor by her side because he claims she "already knows how to drive,"I have to be the only brave one to sit next to her as she dodges other cars, slow down as she changes lanes and blasts music to dissolve the tension in the car after almost 3 accidents. Of course, it's my fault because I am the one giving her impossible instructions and making her nervous.

A very good morning indeed.

Inspiration

Have I been lacking inspiration on doing a lot of things?

Yes...
Being well aware of this, the only thing my mind latches onto is music. Not the corrupted garbage that the Pop/Rap worlds is producing... But the cascading classical melodies, traditional Armenian, Celtic and other World songs, beautiful arias, instrumental manifestations of true artist all have been feeding my restless mind. My imagination is currently in a state of perpetual and limitless stimulation with this glorious music, and I find lately that it is my only escape.

As I listen to the melodies drift through the air, the stories in these beautiful songs get my creative juices flowing in into an impossible dance choreography as I have been taking dance class here at LAVC. And today, something hit me. An idea for our upcoming show. A fusion of dance and magic.... and I think I'm just crazy enough to audition it. Let's just say I have already ordered my wings from Amazon.

More developments to come.

Not sure what I am thinking really

My fiance asked me over the phone, "So, why are you so quiet. What are you thinking about?"

I didn't really know what exactly I was thinking about at the moment so I said, "I don't really know what I am thinking...."

Is it that I am thinking about so much that I can't really hone in on what exactly I am thinking about? Can we think multiple thoughts all at the same time and try to make sense of them all at the same time? It just all becomes a blob; a big, opaque storm cloud of thought floating around in your skull. And yet, I think this is the IDEAL time to talk about what is actually on your mind because, by this point, even the smallest word can start to unravel the mess in your brain.

50 years

My dad turned 50 years old yesterday! We had a great party! We received some pretty unforgettable presents:
*My fiancé bought him two 3D paintings. One is Starry Night by Van Gogh (which, if I had to chose, is my favorite), and the other is a painting of Central Park, and depending which angle you view it from, the season of the painting is different! They are amazing!
*I had prepared his favorite Armenian song for him, "Dle Yaman," which is a beautiful old Armenian poem turned song. He was so moved he started crying and asked me to sing it 3 more times! By the third time, I had the neighbors from the apartments building next door standing outside our windows listening and asking me to keep singing it over and over. It was such an honor.
*And from my mom, sister and I, we threw a few dollars together and bought him an iPad! We all have gadgets except for my dad and he love electronics! We figured since you only turn 50 once, he deserved his own little toy so he can get rid of that laptop he doesn't like much anymore.

My Five Goals

In the next few years, I have a lot planned:

1) I will be more physically fit. This entails slimming down to a healthier weight and becoming more fit to achieve my dance goals. I seek to push them as far as I can without injury so that one day, I can teach the freedom of dance to others.

2) I see myself married to the Love of My Life Sebastian. We are already engaged and on the path to arranging a wedding. We have the marriage thing down but the hardest hurdle as of now is the money for a wedding. Who would have thought?!

3) Dancing fascinates me so much that I have recently changed my major to Kinesiology from Dancers. I will attain an education and degree in this field and help inspire people with the extremely supernatural world of Dance and lead aspiring artists to a healthy, well nourished successes.

4) I want to dive further into my writing and start documenting a lot of things that are in my life. Different thoughts, dreams, ideals, maybe some more poetry and stories I don't have much courage to write. I want to write them. I will write them.

5) I will make my life more peaceful. Hopefully this will come with my marriage as I will move into my own house. This will give me my own space with the one person on this planet I want to share it with, freedom of expression and creativity, more organization, freedom of emotion and my time will be my own.

Care, but dont care.

Being asked to care about EVERYTHING was a requirement in my childhood days. While some had to do with 'affectionate' caring, like caring for animals and other people, the majority was centered on 'image' caring. So here I am, raised to be sensitive to words, looks, clothing choice, cleanliness and such, and NOW I'm being told (in a yelling manner) to not be so sensitive to things happening around me.

From the time I was younger to where my family stands today, there has been a HUGE shift. Everything I was brought up to do and think isn't valid any longer. It's one thing to become an adult and learn new tricks, but it is entirely frustrating to have the adults that raised you with one set of ideas tell you those same ideas are no longer any good.

I couldn't disagree more.

Facebook

Such a bitter sweet addiction. I don't think I can stand it for much longer but then I don't want to give up this connection we all have. I don't post much up yet I check updates all the time. I don't like seeing some people's posts but yet I never delete them because I get such a kick out of their stupidity.

I don't know. Maybe the addiction comes from Facebook finally being the window everyone has been waiting for; to be able to see what actually happens in everyones head. Because where there is a status update, there once was a thought.

Blogging from Las Vegas

My family and I are here in Vegas. it is my first time here since I've turned 21 so I have been so excited to gamble. I hit a lucky streak with my dad on Spanish 21 and won a total of $150! It might not be much but I sure was really really exciting winning it. Turning any small sum into a larger sum in a matter of 5 minutes would be exciting for anyone!

The Office is GREAT for English 101!

So I'm sitting and watching my favorite addiction "the Office" when during a meeting, Ryan, the branch manger, uses 'whom' in a sentence while speaking. Michael, the branch manager, says, "Whom isn't a really word. It's just made up," and a whole conversation begins about the usage of 'whom' in a sentence. Finally, Pam, the receptionist, states the proper way to use 'whom,' which is then followed by Toby, the HR rep, who further dissects the phrase that was used and confirms that the usage of 'whom' was correct.

It was hilarious!! And educational!

My Cat

All cat lovers: Please enjoy!

So the love of my mom's, sister's and my life is our cat Tomtom. (Well, I do love my Fiance more. But for sake of emphasis, let's stay on this subject for now). His actions are beyond any possible comprehension of adorableness. As I speak, he is standing on the chair next to me, starring out the window in sharp concentration to the noise he just heard. He is not IN the chair, but ON the chair, with only three legs for balance and the forth leg still on the table, claiming it as his own. Its not like he can't be on two surfaces at once if he chooses, right?

Deciding that he finally wants to find out what the shower in my room does (because we always bathe him in my mom's shower), he sat himself in the tub and began to look at me with those wanting eyes. He usually doesn't like the running water because Heaven forbid he wets his luxurious coat. I know he is waiting for something so I let the water run a little. To my surprise, he didn't run. No he didn't move at all. Turns out, he was using me... He was thirsty.

I don't know many other cats to say this is a rare trait but Tomtom never drinks from the water we put out for him. EVER. He drinks from cups in the sink, the bath tub, other random collections of water... We tried attractive bowl, flowing fountains, iced water, warm water, the list goes on and on! But all he cares about is how he's going to jump up on to the ledge where my sister's beta fish Erick is sitting and drink HIS water because it is fishy flavored.

So he got up onto the sides of the tub so he wouldn't get wet at all, and made me stand there to keep adjusting the water to the perfect flow rate so he can drink it. And this cunning and cute manipulation is what makes us love him. Because when he walks away and plops over on his side just asking to be petted, that's when you know he loves you back. <3

Hypocrites Anonymous

The weekly meeting of Hypocrites Anonymous followed me around today.

Out of all the things I wanted to write about today, this is what I chose.... Because right now, these are the feelings I am left with after a seemingly wonderful Sunday.

Anyways...

I begin my pursuit to a healthier weight tomorrow. Too bad I wasted all that time making burritos and nachos no one cared to share with me. Oh well.

Day Off

How exciting are those days where you randomly stay home from work/school for whatever reason?! Oh, it is one of those days!! There is a certain onset of relief despite, whatever your reason may be for staying home. Whether your sick, have to get something urgent done, etc., it's nice to know your going to have some quiet time to yourself (alone) where you can concentrate.

Peace at long last!!

End of the Day

I usually write these blogs from my iPhone right before bed because I want to reflect on my day. And all day long, I think about, "Oh! I should blog about this or that!"

Now when I comes time to crank out the good stuff... I don't recall much of my day and am just tired. :/

So. Good night :)

Grimm & Poe

Today was filled with a lot of nostalgic memories of the "Glorious" years of high school. Particularly in English, where some of my FAVORITE authors were read. I very much enjoy the true origins of our watered down fairy tales from the Grimm Fairy Tale collection. And you can't forget about Poe. The Tell-Tale Heart. That piece of work takes you through a full spectrum of emotions while taking you on a journey through the power hate gives you and inability to escape from the truth.

Silence is Truly Golden

There were two moments in my day today where I realized how loud my world is. 

There is the constant talking, asking of questions, answering phone calls and texts, humming of household appliances, music, tv, etc. The list goes on and on in a bustling city like Los Angeles. COMPLETE silence at any point of your day is rare, even when you sleep...

My family owns a quaint little restaurant called BeverLiz Cafe in Beverly Hills, and, because it's small, all the appliance noise drives me crazy! We have the ice maker, the coffee grinder, the powerful hoods in the kitchen, the phone ringing, the people talking, the soda machine going, the food cooking, the radio singing and the hum of the huge refrigerator in the front driving me insane all day long. Today, with a full house of customers, I took a moment and a sip of water in between the Snapple and espresso machine, underneath the tea shelf. I suddenly noticed I couldn't hear the customers conversations anymore! There I had found a small spot that canceled out any direct noise. All there was was a giant hum from some machine but nothing else! It was Stupendous!!!!! The talk, music, clicking and clanking, ringing and banging was all muted and it was just marvelous. I stood there smiling for a moment, taking in my new found glory... 

until my dad asked why I was just standing there. "Go ask 6-in if they want refills."

Blessed Day

I immediately know how closed minded someone is when they say, "There are no coincidences. Stuff just happens." Oh man, have they blinded themselves.

Today, it was seriously all about give and take. I saw the results of good and bad decisions I made throughout my day more highlighted than usual. It was probably because I had been asking for it; I just had to look in front of me to see it.

When one begs God for an answer, then mopes in their anger, resentment and self loathing, they blind themselves to what is happening around them. How can you hear someone speaking to you if you don't try to listen? It is easy to ignore them and tune out. How can you see what someone is trying to show you if you don't try to look? It is easy to look the other way. You must put in the effort.

I'm sure that everyone has had a moment of such sadness/depression where nothing is visible to them. They are so focused on a hurt/thought that their mind is fixed inward and their eyes most likely down. When you put aside what is affecting you for a few quiet moments, you may find you hear and see your surroundings better than when you were fixed inside of your head, fertilizing a small problem that has twined itself around the blood vessels of your brain. I know this particularly well; I am the worry wort of the family. Until someone tells me to snap out of it, I will just get stuck! Yet it is because of my own struggles
with this fixation that I have learned how to break it and pull myself out of it, along with my wonderful family and fiancé as my powerhouses to help me through.

I am so grateful for today and yesterday and all the days in my past that have brought me to where I am today.

Is anyone out there?

So my blog doesn't show that I have any followers...

This is concerning me for two reasons:
1) I'm not getting credit in English for this as of right now.
2) I am writing/speaking to no one.....

That is a strange thought, huh? Kind of rambling away. Just like talking to yourself. Except in a public forum. It feels empty, which makes it also strange in an environment accessible to everyone on the Planet.

This thought officially makes this day one of the most emotionally and intellectually challenging days I have faced in a while.

In conclusion, is say good night to this day....

Simply, good night. Nothing less, but certainly nothing more.

Well, I know that someday...

We all have goals for ourselves that we hope one day might come true. And we find ourselves dreaming and believing in the things we are certain the future holds. But some of us fail to realize one simple truth: that the fastest way to tomorrow is today.

Today is all you have at the moment. And you know that tomorrow will be here soon. And so will the day after that. So you must prepare to reach your goals right now! How else are you going to reach "someday" without all the days between. What will become of those days if you don't fill them with purpose?... They will just remain empty days in the past you will never remember.

You cannot get to the top of a mountain just by knowing you will "one day" be there. You must put in the effort and climb the mountain first.

Birthdays

In everyday there is a birthday, there is reflection.

Some have come to a day of passage and growth. Some view it as the cutting of legal strings, propelling them into "adulthood." Others see blossoming into youth, while the opposite see it as another reminder to how Old they are. And the rest probably see the nearness of the end of life and the coming of death.

So much dictates how you view this one single event. There might be people who don't recognize Birthdays it at all, but the fact remains: your Birthday is the day a woman's pregnancy came to an end and you drew your very first glorious breath in this world outside of her womb. And maybe, even if this moment was a fraction of a second long, this woman inhales in awe to the Miracle that has occurred in a world so blind to these overlooked Marvels.

My First Post

Hello World!


I have always wanted a blog and thanks to my English Professor, I am required to make one so here we go!

I want to express my thoughts on everyday life. I been told I have an interesting way of looking at things and so why not share the thoughts that fly through my head on everyday conduct around me. Possibly like a "Dear Diary" kinda way. And maybe attach some photos too. :)

Ok, I'm Excited :)