In The Arms Of The Angel...

This little girl’s story moved me to tears. A little background information for those who might not be aware of her story, she is six years old and last January was told she has a rare and especially fatal form of leukemia. The NY Daily News published an article last January asking people to come to the hospital and be tested to see if they were a match for a bone marrow transplant. Thousands of people showed up to be tested and they eventually found a match for her. The doctors gave her the bone marrow transplant and she found out a few months ago that the cancer had come back. Sadly, she passed away on Wednesday almost a year after being diagnosed.

I was particularly touched by this story for a few reasons number one being the fact that she was adopted. It seems today that there is so much child abuse going on and kids getting placed into these horrible homes but she was so lucky to have gone to this wonderful family who did all they could to help her. Secondly, I saw an interview with her on the news a few months back and this was before she was able to meet President Obama she was so full of hope and so positive and almost care free. I know that if I was in that situation I would have been scared shitless and probably be down on my luck and not hopeful at all.

When her mother was told that the cancer had come back after the bone marrow transplant which they thought would have cured her, the mother started crying and this six year old child, said “ don’t cry mama, think of something beautiful”. What child would say that and be so optimistic? I feel if it were me in that situation I would be scared and maybe even give up fighting but that did not stop her. She was positive throughout this whole ordeal and she is such an inspiration to so many people, children and adults alike.

It kills me when I see children dying and suffering from an illness someone that small and that full of life still should not have to suffer they should be able to enjoy being a child, playing outside, not stuck in a hospital and tired and sick from chemo. It’s just not fair, there are so many sick and twisted people in this world who live on and have no idea what it means to be grateful for anything, so many bad people in this world, and this poor little girl had to suffer.

It makes me appreciate my health and my life, just realize you cannot take anything for granted, and never hold a grudge against anyone since you never know when someone will not be here anymore. RIP Jasmina.

Do people really come into your life for a reason?

I personally have always thought this statement to be true. Whether you knew the person for a few days, few months or few years it was destiny for your paths to cross. I hate change wait no I take that back I despise change especially when people change.

When I started to work at the bank three years ago, I hit it off with one of my co-workers immediately we just clicked. We hung out all the time on weekends, after work and she made work bearable I looked forward to going because I enjoyed her company. She attended concerts with me went to weddings with me when my date bailed we were inseparable.

About eight months into working at the bank my co-worker was let go I of course was devastated work just wouldn’t be the same but I knew we would remain good friends. We of course continued to hang out for the next two months and then one day when I called her she did not call me back I didn’t think much of it. A week went by and still nothing, I tried calling again her phone was not in service. I never saw or heard from her again after that.

I never stopped looking for her I tried myspace, face book and anything you can imagine with no luck. This past Saturday I went on my face book account and saw a friend request with a note saying, “I finally found you”. I cannot explain my excitement so we emailed and then talked on the phone and she lives in Florida now so I can maybe visit her on a Florida trip. She had been looking for me for a while as I was looking for her. I am so glad we are back in contact there was not a day that went by that I wouldn’t think of her.

I believe whole-heartedly now that people do come into your life for a reason and she is back in mine and I couldn’t be happier. Not to mention it’s a good feeling to know she was still thinking of me after all it had been two years.

Disappointed

Whew what a weekend! I am still recuperating, it did not go as planned but ended up having a good time regardless. Phil came up on Friday night and stayed over we had a movie night and attempted to get to sleep early. Saturday morning we got an early start and headed down to the city for the remainder of the weekend.

We were in Jersey in the early afternoon dropped our stuff off and headed for the path train to meet Phil’s mom for lunch. We ate at this wonderful little restaurant in Columbus circle and had a few drinks and some excellent food. After lunch, Phil and I headed over to Starbucks on Christopher for some coffee and relaxing, headed back over to Jersey to start getting ready for our night out at Club 57.

We left Jersey at around 10:20 and headed over to the club, we were on the VIP list since Phil is good friends with Tony (the DJ who was spinning that night). I have never seen so many people waiting in a line to get into a club before I immediately thought it was going to be a good night. We bypassed the line since we were on the list and were escorted inside immediately, got our bracelets, put our stuff down, and waited for everyone else to get in. At around twelve the place was so packed you could not move I could not even get to the bathroom without being elbowed by someone.

I still was hopeful and in good spirits since Lady Gaga was supposed to be arriving around two and putting on a “surprise” performance. At two they pushed everyone back in the VIP section and put up a rope to keep us from getting onto the stage, the excitement was unbelievable. Phil and I were right in the front against the rope we were thrilled, had the camera out, and ready to get pictures. Well, it was a black drag queen impersonating Lady Gaga and not Lady Gaga herself. Everyone was disappointed and annoyed to say the least since the club falsely advertised and said she was coming when they knew damn well she was not.

By this time, we were so annoyed and tired of being elbowed and smacked in the face because there were way too many people in the club to even move let alone dance, so we decided to leave at 3am. We headed back to Jersey and were settled in for the night and I ended up going home in the early afternoon.

Overall, it was not the weekend we had hoped for, but managed to make the best of it. We will never be going back to club 57 since it is horrible inside and poorly managed, definitely an experience but I am so glad to be home and relaxing finally.

Cigarettes Are Making Me Broke

I got some uplifting news yesterday, since the Lady Gaga concert was canceled and I was somewhat devastated I figured I would not have a chance to see her now until her next tour. One of Phil’s friends is a DJ and he is spinning at a local club in the city this weekend. Rumor on the street is there is a chance, a good chance actually that Lady Gaga will be making an appearance. I planned to attend to watch him spin anyway so this will work out wonderfully if it is true.

On another note, things have been tight this month so far with money I feel like I am struggling so much just to make ends meet. I really need to quit smoking because at averaging a pack to a pack and a half a day is killing me. They are running at about $9.50 a pack now. Smoking is probably the worst thing I could have ever picked up and I only wish I listened to people when they warned me not to smoke.

I have tried unsuccessfully on two different occasions to quit smoking one was with the patch it lasted about a day and I could not take it anymore. The second attempt came about a year later and I tried to quit cold turkey and using the patch neither method worked. The new pill Chantax I believe it’s called is supposed to work great I know a few people who have used it and were successful. However, I have a lack of health insurance right now and I could only imagine how much money this would cost me so I will continue to wait and hope I can get the strength to quit.

Karma Is Watching...

I was so excited for my birthday gift, which was going to see Lady Gaga. Not only is that amazing in itself but also our seats were in the second row and I have been looking forward to this for months. Phil and I find out on Friday that the show was canceled since Gaga was suffering from exhaustion and dehydration. The venue contacted us telling us the show has been canceled and the steps we need to take in order to get a refund for out tickets.

Phil and I were both devastated and it is not being rescheduled so we are shit out of lock on this. We decided to go ahead and go through with our plans for the rest of the weekend and try to enjoy ourselves despite our bad news.

I am not going to lie I was so upset and I kept thinking, “My life sucks I have the worst luck ever, and things couldn’t be worse”. Well Friday night when Phil and I sat down to watch TV, we saw the live coverage from the chaos that is going on in Haiti. It made me feel like such a selfish bitch for complaining all day that I was unable to see Lady Gaga in concert.

It made me realize that I’m sitting here complaining and thinking my life sucks when these people in Haiti had everything taken from them. I have shelter, I have food, I know my family is alive; I am not stuck under thousands of pounds of cement from destroyed buildings. I am not lying on the street trying to sleep because there is nowhere to sleep inside and I am not injured and praying that maybe someone will come and rescue me.

Everything is put into perspective for me in that moment and I realized my “problems” were not problems at all. Listening to reporter’s interview people from Haiti made me realize how good I have it and made it made everything I thought was important not seem so important afterward.

So yesterday I went to the bank checked my account balance and donated 50.00 to the Red Cross to assist the people there is anyway that I can. I am struggling with this economy like everyone else and I realized I don’t have a lot of money or material things but I have more than these people have therefore and I am going to try and help in anyway I can. I urge people to donate anything you can afford, not matter the amount every little bit helps and you will have the satisfaction of knowing you did something to help someone else in a time of need. So please reflect your lives and realize how fortunate you are no matter how “low” we sometimes feel I truly believe that someone else always has it worse.

Remember karma is watching and give back to other people because I am sure you all would hope someone was going to help you in your time of need.

Birthday/Christmas Combo...

My birthday is on December 20th and I had the joy of celebrating my twenty- fifth birthday this year (Yikes). It is all down hill from here or at least that’s what I’ hear and I don’t do well with visions of myself getting old.

Since I graced the earth five days before Jesus’ big day, I was never able to have an ideal birthday gathering, understandably so since everyone travels for the holidays and have to prepare for all of the relatives and bla, bla bla

I usually do a little thing I like to call the “Christmas/Birthday Combo” meaning I get my cake and what not on the same day as Christmas. It took everything I had in me when I was a child to not yell out “But my birthday is not the same day as Jesus” of course I refrained.

This year however on my Birthday/Christmas celebration I received the best gift from my best friend. We are going to see Lady Gaga on the 17th (3 days away) I have been counting down the days since Christmas. Not only are we seeing Lady Gaga but we have second row seats he paid an arm and a leg for them but it will be so worth it.

I will be spending the weekend with him as we get all of our stuff ready for the concert on Sunday, which happens to be in Connecticut luckily it is only an hour and a half drive for us.

Moral of the story is turning 25 was not so bad after all!

Hell On Earth...

…also knows as the grocery store. After running a bunch of errands this afternoon, I realized I needed to make my way over to the supermarket to get some things for dinner and not to mention the rest of the week.

Now, I’m gonna stop for a minute and just give you a brief history. Anyone who knows me knows that I hate the grocery store with a passion, despise it actually. Okay fine I will be honest I consider this HELL on earth. Why do I hate this place so much you ask?

The answer is simple, I hate dealing with the people who decide to catch up with a long lost friend right in the middle of the aisles both their carts blocking the way for anyone to get through. The ones who are blocking the very section of the aisle you need to get to and when you say, “excuse me”, they act as if they did not hear you. Don’t even get me started on the self-checkouts my philosophy is if you don’t know how to use one then you should not be using it (harsh I know but I’m from NY remember always in a rush).

So here is how it went down tonight. I get to Stop and Shop at around 4:40, 4:45pm and there is nowhere to park of course so I have to park around the side of the building. I already have in my head what isles I need to go in and everything so I can get out as quick as possible. I rush inside grab a basket and start shopping all while I am encountering the “isle blocker” and people with out of control kids.

I am halfway done with my shopping and making good timing if I do say so myself, when all of a sudden I hear the most high pitch alarm I have ever heard in my life. “Oh great what the hell could this be” I mutter to myself and everyone else looks like they are thinking the same thing. An announcement comes over the loud speaker telling everyone they need to evacuate immediately.

Great this is exactly what I was hoping would happen. I put my basket of stuff down since I assume unpaid for items need to stay inside. All hell breaks loose mass amounts of people are running, pushing and trying to make it as fast as they can to the door. You would have thought a bomb was set off in the place the way people were reacting. So we all get outside mind you it is freezing out (23 degrees) to be exact. I hear sirens in the distance and everyone is chatting with each other asking what they thought could be going on.

Fire trucks arrive quickly and apparently, it turned out to be a chicken grease fire in the kitchen. The fire is out and everything was good to go again. I seriously contemplated leaving, and just coming back tomorrow, but decided I would go back and get my items and just get it done with. This just added another reason to my list of why the super market is hell on earth.

Now I am seriously considering ordering my groceries online and having them shipped to me perhaps being able to avoid the hell on earth forever.

Here We Go..

Welcome! Finally cracked and decided to join the rest of the world and create a blog. I will mainly be writing about everyday things I experience, my adventures of figuring out what I want to do in life, politics, friends and family and anything else you can think of.

I will start with a little about myself. I’m a Native New Yorker yep, born, raised and still live here. I however would like to move in the next to years to California it has always been a dream of mine, and with age, (yikes) I hate the cold weather here more and more. My 25th birthday was in December and yet I still have no idea what I want to do with my life.

When I graduated high school back in 2003, I went to a local college for a degree in elementary education. After attending for a year I decided this was not for me. I took a semester off and went back for business/marketing degree. However, surprise, surprise I do not want to do that either. I am now in the process of working toward my degree to become a paralegal and yes, I love it (finally, right).

My real passion in life lies within dance, I started dance classes when I was four years old and have been involved with it ever since. I am sure you all could imagine what it would be like to try to start a career in dancing in NYC, yes, it’s near impossible. I have a love for politics and follow very closely to what’s going on, and love to debate the issues.

Going to wrap this up so I hope to find some awesome people on here and hope you people find me somewhat interesting.