Friendzone...

I am surprised I haven't blogged about the never ending topic yet... dating and relationships...


I should be doing homework right now.. but I am taking a few minutes to do this blog.. I am watching a new show on MTV called Friendzone..
Where friends act like they need their friend's advice planning a blind date, and then end up asking their friend on that date...


One poor guy just got hardcore... FRIENDZONED.. I don't know about you.. but when I am watching something on TV and the scene is awkward I get realllyyyyy uncomfortable.. Like I bashfully look away or have to change the channel.. I know.. LAME.. But I can't deny it. Haha.


But this show made me think of one basic premise.. Sorry guys, this is written more for girls.. I promise to have some info for you guys soon too..


Dear Girls,
If a guy likes you.. HE WILL MAKE IT HAPPEN!! If you are a more visual learner.. Purchase the movie "He's just not that into you.." , If you consider yourself more of an intellectual.. Feel free to get the book.. But it's really sometimes that simple.. all the crazy hormonal theories and formulas most girl's come up with are crazy. Legitimately slightly off the rocker crazy.. Try out the concept of letting him make it happen.. If he's really interested.. He will.. Now I know it might suck, if he doesn't like you and nothing happens.. and sometimes it is a little blow to the ego.. but really.. Put your big girl pants on.. and brace the real fact that.. dare I say it?! Not everyone is going to like you, or want to date you and you will be FRIENDZONED sometime in your life.. Now so I don't sound like an ultra pessimist.. the good news to that is a lot of guys WILL like you, and put in the effort to date you... Date those guys.. not the douchebags that make you cry, and feel like crap about yourself.. When a guy likes a girl he will pull out all the stops.. cute, thoughtful stuff.. Not all the time.. but it will happen usually in the beginning.. Enjoy it while it lasts.. Haha.. Also know the difference between trying to get in your pants, and wanting to date you.. Clear sign of douchebaggeryyy and pantsrobberyyy is when a guy just does things that cost a lot of money.. Don't bite onto that.. it's making you a dinner hooker.. literally.. Nice dinner, maybe a movie, and dessert if you're lucky, and then they expect to get some.. Making girls.. Dinner hookers.. Hold yourselves to a higher standard... Read the body language and take note to the conversation.. and you should easily be able to tell the good guys.. from the panty nabbers..


Moral of the story.. Girls.. stop being so ridiculous - that's the reason guy's think girls are crazy and don't end up liking you.. if a guy likes you, he'll make some effort... :) 




Until next time...


<333 N.

Embracing the ways of the Buddhists...

The past few days I have encountered a few situations where I was just baffled, slightly thrown off, and to be honest a little upset... by other's actions.. Ones dealing quite directly with me... and I am the type of person who is naturally easy going, disliker of drama, and a go with the flow, person.. and I will always be nice.. until you really do something stupid... Then it seems to go downhill - Though I have been getting better..

But I found myself in a few situations, where I was just a little peeved.. And those moments we all have where you kind of just want to roll your eyes and be like "Really?!" or the other side of things where you kinda just wanna slap someone and be like "Stop acting so stupid.." & this is more of the reason to embrace the ways of the Buddhists.. 

Now please don't take my word as 100% accurate truth.. I am by no means a Buddhist expert.. but from my friends that I have met and asked questions about their religion.. this is some of what I have pulled.. It's all about balance between your actions and the actions that come back to you.. to not get mad or upset by things because there is a cause/effect sort of cosmic balance that happens.. and search for a deeper understanding, selflessness, and "enlightenment"... I feel that I embraced more of this while being quite active in yoga.. it's not just a Buddhist practice... but it deals with finding the inner peace, and love and sharing those with the world around you..

Sign me up... PLEASE! I think one can always use a little more patience, compassion, or understanding of the human psychology and behavior...

I heard this saying in the past week that I think applies.. "Remember that life made her this way..." And feel free to make it him, if you're a guy.. but it's going off the premise of life's trials, tribulations, experiences are what mold a person into who they are, how they treat and interact with others.. etc.. It's so easy to get caught up in how we feel, and why we do what WE do.. but then fail to ever try to see the other side of the story.. or in the cliche line, "walk in someone else's shoes.." 

I've learned when I can take a step back, breathe, and then logically analyze a situation.. even if that situation happens to be a person of dislike.. you see the cause/effect.. Most of the time.. It helps one see the explanation.. but that explanation is not always, or is rarely an excuse.. The more you learn about people and the more one can observe.. the more one can find inner peace of not letting others effect their own self and decisions...

Advice of the day: Try it next time.. you are irritated with how someone treated you, said something, handled a situation.. try to see their side.. and maybe why..

Namaste.  
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Either you run the day, or the day runs you...

Some of you may, or may not know... I try to be up early..

It has been a process of training my body for months now, of going to bed at a certain time and waking up earlier and earlier little by little..

To be honest sometimes I hate the actual process of waking up, but I absolutely love the benefits of doing it..

Kind of like working out.. You may hate pushing yourself to run that extra 5 minutes, or those last 10 crunches.. whatever it might be.. but when you start to see the muscle definition and you see yourself doing more reps than ever and running easier.. there's a sense of accomplishment...

Same thing applies to waking up in the morning for me.. I have made it a morning routine that I have come to love.. and kind of motivates me to get up.. I wake up and either go work out then grab my cup of coffee and watch the morning news.. I know, I know.. I sound like a 40 year old women.. But whatever.. I like it.. So many people are like oh my gosh.. why do you do it, that's insane.. blah blah blah.. and I have just gotten to this point of saying screw off.. I am doing positive and beneficial things for my life.. sorry you're not. Don't criticize me just because you're secretly a little jealous... But I have come to love waking myself up at (what I so kindly call the a** crack of dawn) Haha.. I am currently trying to wake up slightly earlier than I have been.. just to give myself more time to work on stuff, read, relax in the morning... and because I have been working out in the morning opposed to at night.. I always have been a night work out person, but I have in the past few weeks have flip flopped and I have been digging it. It gets you up and motivated for the day.. Try it out.. Let me know how it goes. I am proof that you can change and train your body to do what you want it to.. It's all if you really want it...

I was in class and one of my colleagues was like I have been trying for months to get on a similar schedule, basically waking up very early, and getting productive.. But I can't seem to do it.. and he simply replied.. "How much do you really want it?!" (If you're trying to do this, I suggest having something as a goal.. as humans we work better when there is a reason, incentive or end result...)

That really struck me hard.. It wasn't oh.. you do this, you do this, coddling her with a nice answer.. he gave the honest truth.. It was sort of a wake up for me too.. I keep saying oh I wish I was reading more, or planning this, or doing this.. but I don't have time.. And the reality that a mentor of mine told me.. is that's just a bullsh*t excuse.. We all have the same hours in a day... from the bum on the street, to the President of the United States... Again... another wake up call, smelling the coffee, and a nice loving smack in the face with reality.. Some of you might be thinking.. well that's a little mean.. but I love it.. I love having people in my life that care enough to push me.. that don't just tell me what I would like to hear.. but tell me what is going to make me better.. So many people get really butthurt when people critique or criticize them in any way.. and yeah given it's not always fun to hear, but you can either get stuck in your bad ways, or accept the truth and change it.

My advice of the day.. Surround yourself with people who make you better.. 

If you look back at history, and any really successful people they surrounded themselves with people they aspired to be like, and that pushed them to surpass their limits.. 

Randomness of Today:
Current Reading: Freakonomics
Recently watched Movie: The Ugly Truth
New Finding: HULU Documentaries.. (I am falling in love)

Thanks for stopping by. :)

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Hablo en español un pequito..

As time goes along.. you will probably see I am one always down for a random adventure..

This past weekend's happened to be a trip to Mexico!!! :) Went with one of my good friend's and her boyfriend....

I absolutely loved being back in a country that doesn't speak English.. I know that might sound a little weird.. but I enjoy it... I love having to observe things, and push myself out of the norm box. Also reminds me and motivates me to really push to learn more Spanish.. It is the one language that I want to eventually be fluent in... (Though if I could learn every language.. I would love it.)

Went for a Halloween Party.. and it ended up being a lot of fun... It's just interesting to see the difference in cultures, how things work.. and still just doing your thing..

Met a handful of people and it was cool talking to them, reminded me of some things I often times forget in the mix of life and running around..


It was a little weird, at points I got a little shy.. which is funny, because I actually do understand and speak a little Spanish... I just got a little self conscious?
I had a couple times where people realized I spoke English and then of course had me say something in Spanish.. with me having no clue what I was saying.. and followed by smiles, and laughter.. but hey.. no harm right?!


Mexico knows how to throw a party though that's for sure.. It was at a gorgeous house with a good amount of people, music, and drinks.. Though surprisingly in the beginning no one was dancing.. but me and my girlfriend.. We love dancing, and other people not, wasn't going to stop us..


Another spontaneous part of the trip was getting a new piercing.. I know, I know.. So far just about everyone has flipped their lids over it.. But.. it honestly was better than a good number of places I have seen in the States.. Got my tragus pierced.. Turned out great.. :)

Got to meet a lot of my friend's boyfriend's family over the short trip.. I absolutely fell in love.. A group of interesting, funny, and good people. All his little siblings made me miss mine though.. His little sister is the same age as mine and it really made me wish I got to see her more..

I wasn't expecting to get so sentimental, but there was just something about all the little things that fed into the trip that made me a tad bit homesick.. I can't wait to go home in a couple months. :)

I definitely feel this was a bunch of rambling.. Sorry if it was a hard read. 


Until next time..

Adios.
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The little boy named Mohammed.

While in Paris, France me and two other of my colleagues sat at the little breakfast nook, and the patio was just a closed door away...
There was this little boy who I had seen maybe once before and he had tightly curled light brown hair and a smile I won't soon forget...

The girls and I were chatting away and we kept turning and looking at this precious little boy, he started to stare back and I decided to play a little game of peek a boo.. The game went on for a good little bit.. and he started to run to the huge window and smile and run back to his mom and dad...

This little game took an interesting twist.. the little boy ran to the door.. confidently opened it up.. walked straight up to me, grabbed my face and pulled it down to his, and ever so gently gave me a kiss upon my cheek.. I melted.. It was one of the most adorable things I have ever had happen in the most random of times and places.. He then proceeded to run back out the glass door and shut it going back onto the patio and into the arms of his dad... A few more moments go by.. and he runs back to the door.. grabs my other friend's face and gives her a kiss on the cheek as well.. again he runs back out the door and then towards his mom.... Our little game of charades came to an end.. and my girlfriend's and I start talking again... completely enamored by this little boy... we started to wonder why in the world he didn't come back out again and give my other friend a kiss.. We comically came to the conclusion that he didn't like blonde's.. as he gave the 2 brunettes a kiss, and left out the blonde... Him and his mother come in shortly.. and we immediately start gushing about how cute he is, unfortunately in English, and we realized she only spoke French.. We tried to understand what she was saying.. and started pointing at the little boy's eyes and said something that sounded like "cone-sear"... We kept racking our brains for what that meant, as we knew very little French, and sadly had to leave it at that..

A few nights later, I ran into his father with another friend this time.. we were all sharing a late night smoke.. and he spoke English.. I was elated.. I spoke my broken French, and his fair English.. come to find out they are in France because his son who was turning 3 years old later that week has cancer in his eyes.. and is undergoing another round of chemo and treatment.. the word "cone-sear" which we thought was in French was her actually saying it in English, and we were just so unaware.. this precious little boy who had the most memorable smile.. and happiest spirit.. has already endured so much.. My heart nearly broke... The reason he only kissed the girls with black hair was because he was going blind, and can't see light colors, so our hair was how he could find our faces... 

The situation made me become so reflective of my life, and so thankful for what I have.. and so amazed by this little boy with so much heart and energy through his hard situation.. He was going the next day to spend it at Euro Disney before he had to go through a few days of treatment.. and I got to see him just one more time before we left...

I went to Europe with the joke of finding a boy and falling in love.. who knew it would be a little 3 year old boy with cancer named Mohammed...

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Humanity.

I have been a little MIA the past few days.. 
I am kind of excited because I actually missed blogging a little...
& because I am the nerd that I am I started jotting down different things I can blog about..
 

I am actually on a short break from class.. The past few days have been a blurrrrr... Literally just ran around like a dog on crack.. I don't know what that actually looks like.. but I feel like it suffices for the situation...

Random, Random Thought of the Day...
Have been reading about, watching, and seeing posts about the little Chinese girl who was ran over and no one helped her, the dog who pulled the dog who was hit by a car off the highway, the brutal beatings from Occupy Wallstreet and the Exposition... 
But it hit me.... Why do humans care so little about other humans...
It literally leaves my jaw dropped and unbelievably baffled how cruel some humans can be to others...
Verbally, Physically, Financially, and Emotionally..
People are more prone to get emotional over a inhumane treatment of animals commercial than a homeless man or woman on the street...
I can't lie and say that I haven't ignored a homeless person on the street.. (They are more frequent than Starbucks out here in LA..) Small girl, slightly crazy men... I try not to put myself in too many unsafe, unnecessary situations..
But I can also say I have given out some money over the years as well.. Honestly.. if someone has the right energy.. I am down to lend a few bucks to someone, who needs it more than I do.. I am extremely blessed to have everything I do.. and it won't kill me to give a person a few bucks instead of getting a latte one day out of the week.. But when some yell at me and act entitled to me giving them money, that's when I say no thanks..


So... Enough of that tangent.. but what makes us so selfish? So uncaring? Or.. Inconsiderate?


& How do we do something to change it?



Until later...

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Do something good to someone else.. it comes back around.. and gives on to others..
[Karma]

Carpe Diem.

The title speaks enough for itself.

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