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Horoscopes, Pt. II

Mon, 17 Nov 2008 21:13:03 GMT

Saw this in my inbox today..

A powerful desire for vast changes in your life could have you thinking in terms of travel, Corin, or perhaps even relocating to a distant state or foreign land. Friends who live far away could be trying hard to induce you to join them. This is not a minor decision, and therefore requires careful thought. Though you might be tempted to act on impulse today, discipline yourself to wait for a while. In a few days, you'll know if the change is right for you.

It sounds so eerily relevent.
Haha. :)

If you know what's going on right now, that would make sense to you too. Haaaa

Keep ya posted ;)

Horoscopes..

Mon, 25 Aug 2008 15:31:32 GMT

Well it's only been halfway to forever since I last updated this..

Just thought I'd share some frighteningly accurate horoscopes I received today.

One was from Friday 8/22/08:

Your daily surroundings are currently changing, Corin. Perhaps your circle of friends has already undergone a major change. The fact is that you no longer have so many prejudices about the people you meet, and no longer seek out only a certain type of person as a friend. You accept whoever comes along. You may not realize it, but your attitude is completely different now from what it once was. Good for you!

The second one is from today, 8/25/08:

The day ahead won't be easy, Corin. A glimpse at your love life reveals that you'll be bridling at certain inhibitions. You long for peace and stability, and at the moment everything is in suspense in that department. Use the day ahead to gain some perspective on the situation. Until the ice melts and the flow of events resumes once again, why not devote your energy to some other endeavor?

*sigh.

P.S.- HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Meg & Whitney Greene!!! Love you both, mucho.

From Cheer to Coffee .. substance?!

Fri, 18 Jan 2008 12:14:12 GMT

Hahahaha..

For those of you who know me well, this should make sense.
For those of you who wonder where and why the hell I am inspired by just about every and anything, I guess I don't know what to tell ya. :)

BASICALLY, I have an appointment at "Midwest Cheer Elite" today. From there I am to meet another client at "Lookout Joe's," a revered coffee shop in Mt. Lookout. I am mapquest's bitch, thus I had 2 printoffs - one directing me from "Work to Cheer," and the other from "Cheer to Coffee." Naturally, "cheer to coffee" is what got obnoxiously sharpie'd onto the 2nd page, for quick reference purposes.

AND FROM THAT.. stemmed an idea regarding life in general, and the glitter and glam and all that was, is, should could would be, and back to is.

I have way too much time on my hands, and a bad case of deep-thinking A.D.D. .... apparently. :)

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My point being,

Does anyone else ever get reminiscish (yeah, word creation) about the "good old days" when growing up in and of itself took on an entirely separate definition than it does now? Meaning: growing up as a kid, for me at least, was more about the physical and moral development than it was the life experience and emotional capacity development. What motivated me to do everything I did back then? Answer: The people in my life. The security of constance, whether it be school, a schedule of extra-cirriculars/athletics, or the ever-present authority of "as long as you live under this roof ".... There was a sort of weird anticipation that nobody could explain:

"I don't want to go to school today; classes suck. However, I want to go to school today; my friends are all there."

Well what was it that eventually dissuaded (usually) me from playing hookie? It was all that sunny reinforcement that I got from every angle.

God blessed me with adoption, and an amazing new "life setup".
Teachers said I had uber potential to succeeeeeeeed!!!
Coaches said I was athletically inclined, and "fiesty, for small stature". (?!)
Friends said (I would like to think..ha), come with us, when plans were made.
Extended Family wanted to visit, constantly.
and of course, I was Mom & Dad's super-kid.

So naturally, motivation wasn't an issue. Durrr...

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Fast forward to yesterday, the day before, and maybe even today.

Dear Starbucks,
I love you.
Thanks,
-Me.

?! .. Dude, I didn't even drink starbucks (or coffee for that matter) before college. Given, that could have been a direct result of the complete LACK OF in the verndocks in my still-live-there days, but regardless...

I found myself (yesterday and today) not functioning properly until the coffee hit the switches and illuminated for me the simple plan of madness that was laid out so perfectly for me by work, errands, and worrying incessantly about "big kid" stuff.

Additionally, coffee is such a temporary thing. (yes, a "BANDAID on the scratches and scrapes of LIFE" reference. Gag on it, I know, I know..). But seriously. I'm an avid starbucker; I find that as with any other caffeinated something, there's that hour-2hourish gap of "!()*%$!&*)!)(@!," followed by ".... aghhh..." . The correlation between coffee and my most recent motivation should be clear by now. I was motivated under false, temporary things, and was consequently left exhausted, with a headache.

There really isn't too much else to say about it. I have decided, just now :), that in a very, very figuraliteral sense, the elements that motivate me are shifting back TO cheer, FROM coffee, more simply to very basic, essential things:

Love.
Lessons (and learning from..).
Enlightenment.
Life.
-- the pursuit to eliminate everything that prevents
the enjoyment of above mentioned.

So from cheer to coffee. It's a bad trip. Screw coffee. It's bad for your heart and somethin about detrimental to the rest of your overall health. Cheer's much better. Yay, for endorphins.. ya know, figuraliterally.

it's october.

Mon, 15 Oct 2007 16:52:20 GMT

wow.

I just finished reading a bunch of old xanga entries ( i like to do this every once in a while to keep myself updated on what i've already done.. lol.)

Some strange stuff I've got..

Anyhow, I'm over on myspace nowadays. howla~

www.myspace.com/pnaitryx

Thursday, April 05, 2007

Thu, 05 Apr 2007 13:51:56 GMT

Makes me really wonder about people. Blake, Carlton and I sat down to watch a Dateline special tonight, entitled "Operation Stop Identity Theft," or something along those lines. The entire program focused on an international ring of id-yankers/ con artists in Nigeria. It broke down kind of like this :

1. Be twisted, self-absorbed, money-hungry individual lacking morals. Base yourself in an i-net cafe in either Benin or Nigeria. Your option.
2. Find a sexified picture of any he or she, pick a cool name, and BECOME IT. Everyone who`s anyone will obviously believe you.
3. Steal someone`s credit card and personal information via underground network of people who sell them for a living.
4. Scour the net for an unsuspecting sap here in the US, and convince them that you are solely and undeniably in love with them.
5. Further convince the sap to accept merchandise which you have "paid" for [[ "paid" meaining with Sally Sue Joe Bob Johnson Smith`s card.. that is .. not yours.]]
6. Beg the dumb dingo who now trusts you to SHIP all your junk TO YOU.. in NIGERIA. They`ll do it, because they loooove you.
7. Get stalked and possibly caught by "CHRIS" and the rest of the Dateline crew.

I have two big WTF`s for this:

The FIRST and smaller WTF is for my dear con artists - stop being [[ sorry bout my P.in-C'ness ]] lazy F*`s, get a job and start making real money. Stop stressing the rest of us pudgies out.. [[ btw, you ever notice how the majority of people conned and ft.'d on Dateline are "obese"? ]] .. We have better carbs to count, and it`d be nice to have sugar-free financial issues.

The SECOND and bigger WTF is my dedication to all the faaaaahking dingleshits who let this kind of garbage hapen to them. Did you REALLY believe that "Maria McFakethisthing" is that desperate and / or simple enough to make you their one and only at the tap of a spacebar? My guess is no. Instead, you pile your house fan high with electronics and furniture on behalf of your newly bE-loved. Then, after a pathetically successful attempt of coercion, you agree to SHIP their crap TO THEM.. in NIGERIA. Did you ever think to ask them HOW they managed to afford all the Xboxes, cameras, and entertainment systems?

No.

But, you DID ask for a shipping address, before shelling out thousands in shipping costs along with a perfumed love note. YOU SUCK! Now all you`ve been left with are empty pockets and fifteen minutes of fame on Dateline. I guess for some it`s a big deal. I don`t understand, but whatev`.

In short I suppose my point is this :

If you are a con artist of this particular nature, congratulations -- you`ve managed to bluff America`s dumbest. It`s a huge accomplishment.. i`m sure you`re proud... *groan.*

If you are one of the many "victimized" middlemen with 38 boxes of stolen etcetera`s in your house, then i`m sorry for your ignorance. Sad as it is, I barely feel sorry for these fools. The net`s not a lovey-dovey grove of honesty and kind-heartedness. If you don`t know that by now, then you reaaaally should take a break from the dell [[or mac .. for those anti-PC heads]], go invest in some new clothes, and make it a night on the town. Bar, club, casino, whatever. This way, if you still managed get conned, stalked, etc., at least you`ll know that the person actually EXISTS. Riiight?

And finally, if you are one of the ultimate victims -- that sir or ma`am who lost all their savings overnight, well .. i really am sorry. There`s really no way to 150% foolproof your money from sticky-fingered mongrels, but you could start by updating those precious pins and passwords from time to time .. but who am i to tell you what to do.. =] i only know that i`d never hope this on anyone. Be safe out there, all you money-posessing peoples. =]

haha, way to update..

Tue, 20 Feb 2007 23:43:35 GMT

holy crap.. its been a while..

basically just wanted to swing by and say that i haven`t forgotten about all you guys that i haven`t been able to speak to in quite some time. i dont want anyone thinking that i`m iggying them .. but you know how life goes. .

busy busy.

anyhow, keep up with me on myspace.. if you dare

http://www.myspace.com/pnaitryx

Regrets..

Thu, 10 Aug 2006 13:48:05 GMT

OK.

Yesterday at work, my mom called to tell me that my only grandparent (lola on dad`s side) isn`t expected to make it through this next week, let alone next weekend.

Three different things happened.

ONE: I cried. Yeah, at work. I couldn`t help it. I sat in the backroom and flushed the frustration out through tears. I called Patricia, because that makes sense seeing how she`s my sister in and out of the best and the worst (love you!). Then I cried some more.

TWO: I went back to work.

THREE: I spent the entire rest of the day wondering, WHY can`t the GOOD people just live forever?? -- And then I realized that if that were possible, the impact of the greatest people to ever live might be slightly dulled by the fact that we as human beings never FULLY appreciate a lifetime of work until after the fact. I realized that if the purest hearts and kindest souls never passed through a grave on their ways to heaven, those of us still down here on earth would probably be a much more ignorant bunch. After all, we learn a lot when someone near to us moves on, especially when that person has shown us anything about life. Anything at all.

- - And as a sidenote, the REGRET i felt yesterday was nearly overwhelming. I thought back to my froshie year at college, when i used to talk to my Lola (aka grandma for my eeeenglish buddies) every day. Sophomore year, not as much.. junior year, etc. We`ve all been to that point, whether it be with friends or family. The sad thing is, nobody`s getting any younger, and when i stop to think about it, i guess i took for granted the fact that

Grandma = family.

.. aaand when i was young[er], i believed that my friends would come and go, but my family would be around forever.

- - No really, i did.

I wish i would`ve called more.
I wish i could`ve gone home to visit more often than i did
I wish that she felt no pain.
I wish i could just change it all.

True, she hasn`t passed yet, but she`s at the point where delusions kick in, and she forgets everything except the only thing that is universally accepted: LOVE. i know she knows how much i love her.. and i know that she loves us too, regardless of how hard it is to lift her head and match our faces to our names. She was there for me when i needed her, and i`ll be there for her. I`m going home this weekend, and probably again next week/weekend as well. If you need me, you know where to find me.

The MORAL of my story: Go ahead, get to callin` up your mom, your dad, bro, sis, lola, lolo, twice-removed cousin, WHOEVER.. just to say hi. `cuz yeah, they`re your family, but they won`t be around forever, and it`s never a bad time to tell `em you love `em. GO.

THANK YOU (you know who you all are) for being there for me and for helping me out. i really appreciate it.

Love.

F-O-U-R.

Mon, 31 Jul 2006 14:26:28 GMT

7.31.06
4 months & goin strong.
just wish he`d come home..
happy -4- babe.

i miss you .

| | E D I T | |
THIS is what he sent me at work today..

holy cow.. lucky me

My Texas Soldier ..

Wed, 12 Jul 2006 14:40:37 GMT

i miss you =[[

the letter L ..

Mon, 03 Jul 2006 11:44:19 GMT

L.
Live.Laugh.Love.Lose.Listen.Learn.LET.

Here`s a lil more for your eyeholes..

I go through my spurts of braintime, and usually the end result is a blundering blog ..... much like the one that I`m sure I`ll have by the time my fingers tire out here.. *sigh..

7:06 AM
Yeah, so first off it`s 7:06 AM and here I am. Most normal people are either sleeping, or already at or on their way to where they need to be for the first half or whole of today. But me? No, i`m at home, pretzeled up in a chair here, on BLOG MODE. (that should come as no surprise.) Everything is everywhere in my head -- it feels like a pinball machine up there. Focus is key. So, L it is for now..

Live
How general, i know. Up to this point, it seems like everyone I know--self included-- are on an endless journey to either
A. "get and make the most out of my life", or
B. "do squat and let the world give me my life"

Sad, but true. What`s even sadder is that i feel more inclined to categorize myself under B. What`s even a few shots sadder than that is that in stepping back from it all, i also realize that 5 years ago, i was undeniably and without doubt an A.

*damn.

Case in point here: For those of you who need the briefing, my father (as much as i love the man) divorced his sanity recently and resorted to something higher-- so high in fact that i will not understand it for a while at least. Regardless, pops is convinced that I should join the ARMY. ( "....?...." ) i think this is crazy. However my mom wants me to move home (home as in Mt. Vernon) in the fall, also on the plane of "higher reasoning" that i don`t get. So basically if DAD gets his way, i`ll be off to basic at the end of summer. If MOM gets her way, i`ll be at home come fall, and if little old ME gets MY way, i`m getting a one-way ticket back to the Philippines where i`m gonna take up residence in the first tree i find.

- So far i`ve got 3 in favor of Army, 2 in favor of moving home, 1 who thinks i should scratch both and become a Navy Seal (har har, yeahhhhh RIGHT.), and ONE who agrees with my Filipino Treehouse theory.
*sigh.. still a draw at this point.
Like Aaliyah said.. " I NEED A RESOLUTION "
-word. don`t we all..

Q: How you livin`?
A: ____________________ .

Laugh
Ya know that it`s been clinically proven that laughter is therapeutic? Most of you gigglies probably already know that, but if you don`t, get to googlin` because it is, and i can attest to that one to the fullest. Lemme ask you somethin:
Have you ever been in a car full of friends and/or family and you`re all LAUGHING?
-- because i have, and it does indeed feel good. But laughing is more than just joking around and trying not to when someone trips over their own two feet and falls flat on their face ((*guilty)) ..
I just remembered that laughing at my screwups often helps me get through them easier than i would if i morphed into a hormonal grump about it.. just a lil tidbit for ya. SO GET TO GIGGLIN` .. or better YET, get someone ELSE to smilin`, because you never know if that could`ve just made their day.

Love
Well, it`s not really love, per say (not yet at least), but in regards to my love LIFE dept., things are looking JUST FINE for i think the first time since high school. I`m pleased and proud to say that I`m through with the handful of mishap relationshits that i found myself in between then and now.
Yay for honesty,
Yipee for self-control,
Yahoo for morals,
YES, it`s Yong.
.. and if i`m not mistaken, Y O U deserve to be this happy, too.
Are you?

Lose
This one`s never easy.
Ben Laymon, you were one hell of a person. I know that`s no hallmark entrance, but it`s true no less. I heard once that only the truly dedicated and blazen-hearted are taken when it`s least expected. You were definitely one of those people. I envy the fact that you passed during a mission to protect a freedom that only a handful of us appreciate on a daily basis. I can only hope that when my time here is done that i can go as honorably. You are missed, and in reading something Arley wrote earlier, for the rest of you -- STOP taking the lives you still have and the people still in it for granted. We think we have forever, but do we really? Maybe you and i have a while, but what about the faces that come, go, and stay in our lives? Do they? Appreciate them, because whether you believe it or not, nobody lives forever..
R.I.P.
- Ben Laymon / 6.24.06
- Kat Nguyen / 7.28.05
^ i can`t forget the 1 year mark of the passing of another truly unforgettable person. Kat - i love you. Daughter.Girlfriend.Friend.[My]Roomate.Peer.
Words can`t and won`t cut it, and i`m getting a little choked up, so i`ll just reiterate what`s been said before-
PLEASE stop being too busy to check up and/or catch up with anyone who`s ever made a mark in your life. In the end no hugs will be in vein, no grudges will ever matter, and no reason is good enough to rely on when you and i are gone and anything was left unsaid.
no matter how small or how big an impact you have EVER had on me and my life, i appreciate it -- good and bad. you`ve helped me grow in one way or another, and for that, there is no rightful way to thank you.

Listen
*but i don`t want to!!!*
- too bad. i realized to the fullest just this past year that i will never ever ever forever ever get anywhere if i don`t shut up once in a while and just..

...listen.

-aaaand okay so 3/4 of you are laughing at me right now because you`ve never seen me be quiet (har har..but HEY remember laughter`s good? *puahaha..). But for seeerious! Think about it.. you and i both think we know what`s best for everything and everything`s momma, but you`d be surprised at how different someone else`s way of thinking can be.. and who knows- maybe it`s actually.. better .. or more efficient than the way we do it. *gasp..*
Try it! I swear, it works.. at least just once.. try it.. close the pie hole, and listen. If not to me (and i know, probably not to me), then to someone else. Take off your Tigas Ulo shirt and open up your earholes to what your famskittles and homefries have to say.. who knows, ya might learn a lil sumpin. =]]

Learn
Definition: v. an action which corin will forever be doing. you should too.

My mistakes are obvious.
My accomplishments, not quite so forthright.
My losses, even more discreet.
Regardless, from each and every one of those I am learning. It is NEVER too late to learn something. Forget what you heard about teaching old dogs new tricks. We are not dogs, and life is only as tricky as we let it be. My unproffesional opinion probably doesn`t mean squat to you, but if you`ve stuck with me this far, chances are you`re here for something (if not just bc you`re bored.. har har.).. so let me offer this:
I strongly believe that you and i will never advance and/or amount to much of anything worth mentioning if we don`t allow ourselves to learn. LEARN from every single opportunity, from each and every small and large error, and from each other.. that`s how us homoerecti are `poseda do it, right? `nuff said.. i think you got it.

LET!
WHERE did you come from, WHERE are you going?
Ya know what, if there`s one thing i`ve LEARNED thus far in my short little experience i call LIFE is that no matter how much planning goes into something, there is inevitably that given space to just
L - E - T.
Let go sometimes, and just let things happen. I`m not saying let it get out of control and let yourself spiral mindlessly into something you know you`re not .. but i`m just saying in a ... let`s say youthful way to remember every once in a while that letting isn`t such a bad thing.
LET yourself live. Plan it, yes. Accept the unexpected at times, yes. Make goals and dreams and after you`re done with that then LET yourself achieve them. (Criminy i`m a cornball.. o well.) Don`t follow someone else because they say you should. If you don`t want to, then let them do their thing and you do yours.

Trust me:
"You`ll sometimes lose
You`ll try to laugh
You`ll want to love
You`ll inevitably learn
But you`ll never live unless you LET."
- ME, on the L`s.

8:30 AM
.. and would ya look at that.. an hour and a half later and the rambling entry i promised is compLETE!
- i feel MUCH better.. thanks for tuning in. =]

MAHALZ,
-cori-