-Was woken up at 8:30 and told that I need to go to Santa Monica to pick up Merlot and Lola... I was confused because I don't drive on the freeway, but was then told that a driver would be taking me. So, I go to Cery's office and am thinking that I'm just going to be driven in a car, but no, it was a limo. I had a whooole limo to myself allll the way to Santa Monica. I was living the life... Getting paid to wath The 40 Year-Old Virgin in a big limo feeling some gooood weather. I was in heaven. We got the girls, and went back to the house. I played with the girls for a bit until Cery got home.
-Went to Bonnie's, and talked with her parents and had dinner.
-Went home, and talked with my mom.
-Got ready.
-Went to CVS Pharmacy to get mascara. RIP OFF! $10 for cheap mascara.
-Met Oscar at After Hours for his tattoo touch-up. I hung out with him and Guillermo there for a bit. They're funnnyyyyy. I miss hanging out with them.
-Came home. I'm tired!
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Eyes
When I was 16, I came to find that I was a sucker for eyes, and to this day, I still am. I’m in love with eyes. I fall hardest when their eyes are what I’m infatuated with. And I figured out what it is about the eyes, and what eyes I’m meaning.
You see, I’m not talking about some blue eyes with long lashes. Yes, those are nice, but I’m talking about eyes that are full of intensity. Eyes that just draw you in because they’re so deep and dark that you can’t figure them out. Eyes that are so numb and cold that you can’t figure out that person’s emotions.
I’m so good at figuring people out that I guess I like the challenge of not being able to read that person. Yes, it’s frustrating as hell, but I can’t stand when someone’s eyes give it all away, and there’s nothing left to figure out about them at first glance. It’s like their eyes make them far too predictable and far too flirty, or something like that.
I love when you look into intense eyes and you’re almost scared of what they’re thinking because you can’t figure it out. There’s excitement there in that mystery. It’s just scary because you don’t know if maybe they’re thinking negative things because they are just that unreadable.
But then it’s like you feel haunted by the eyes because you can never move on because you were never able to find that closure in their eyes. It’s like when someone has readable eyes, you can see the way they look at you change… So it’s like you can see how the flame burned out, and you could see it coming. But when they’re unpredictable, you drown in that mystery that lies in them and can never be sure of when the look died out, or if it ever really did. And you remain stuck in the whys and ifs.
I guess what it comes down to is what’s meant to be will be, because I have no control over all that had happened, and has happened, because ultimately, fate will take it’s own coarse, so racking my brain on analyzing deep eyes is all POINTLESS.
And by the way, Zach Braff has those eyes. I think that's part of the reason why my heart breaaaks everytime I watch The Last Kiss.
You see, I’m not talking about some blue eyes with long lashes. Yes, those are nice, but I’m talking about eyes that are full of intensity. Eyes that just draw you in because they’re so deep and dark that you can’t figure them out. Eyes that are so numb and cold that you can’t figure out that person’s emotions.
I’m so good at figuring people out that I guess I like the challenge of not being able to read that person. Yes, it’s frustrating as hell, but I can’t stand when someone’s eyes give it all away, and there’s nothing left to figure out about them at first glance. It’s like their eyes make them far too predictable and far too flirty, or something like that.
I love when you look into intense eyes and you’re almost scared of what they’re thinking because you can’t figure it out. There’s excitement there in that mystery. It’s just scary because you don’t know if maybe they’re thinking negative things because they are just that unreadable.
But then it’s like you feel haunted by the eyes because you can never move on because you were never able to find that closure in their eyes. It’s like when someone has readable eyes, you can see the way they look at you change… So it’s like you can see how the flame burned out, and you could see it coming. But when they’re unpredictable, you drown in that mystery that lies in them and can never be sure of when the look died out, or if it ever really did. And you remain stuck in the whys and ifs.
I guess what it comes down to is what’s meant to be will be, because I have no control over all that had happened, and has happened, because ultimately, fate will take it’s own coarse, so racking my brain on analyzing deep eyes is all POINTLESS.
And by the way, Zach Braff has those eyes. I think that's part of the reason why my heart breaaaks everytime I watch The Last Kiss.
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Monday
-Woke up, took a shower, and decided to have a date with myself. I went down to the pool and covered my body in baby oil, and fell asleep there. I love the feeling of my skin being cooked... All sick. Haha. There were a few European men and I took comfort in their conversation. They were very loud, but hearing them put me to sleep. Like I was in a long, lost, missed dream, considering my heart was left in Europe. I woke up, and took a little walk around the island and the resort. I sat in a Gazebo and looked out at the San Diego Bay, after contemplating climbing down the rocks to get into the bay. I go their every year, a few times a year infact, and never get tired of it. It's so beautiful. I went the room, had lunch, and then went back to the pool. Nicholas swam for the first time. HE LOVED IT. He fell asleep in the pool twice. I laid out some more, and covered my body in oil more, and got a meeeean sunburn. How embarrassing. I felt like a lame tourist who didn't know their sun limit.
-I went back to the room, and oddly can't remember what I did after that, and for the rest of the evening. I know my mom and I had word search races.
Tuesday
-Woke up and got room service... It was my mom's birthday breakfast.
-Got ready to get the day started. My parents and Tess went to go look at boats cause they want to buy one for the island. Chris, Desiree, and I went to the mall. When we were leaving the mall, my brother pretended to get lost in the parking lot because he had a surprise for us. I was SO annoyed because he kept making circles around the mall, and I thought he was SO retarded. Anyway, we turn a corner, and out jumps my SISTER, Valerie (my brother's ex-girlfriend of FOREVER). I'd gone 9 months without seeing her! And I missed her so much. It was the best surprised. So we got out of the car to hug her, and she joined us because she actually was a surprise for my Mom. Not for Desiree and I. We caught up for a bit and met my parents at this restaurant. My mom saw her and you could see this look of SHOCK and excitment on her face because Val had lied to us and said she had to work and couldn't make it. Anyway, we were just so stocked on seeing her.
-We all went back to the room, and then my brother and Val had to go. =[ We said our good-byes, and then got ready to go down to the pool. We went for a late night swim and it was fabulous. Nicholas fell asleep in the water again, and I held him while talking politics with my dad. Fuck Obama, by the way. And fuck all you peace activists. Anywho, I love holding Nicholas when he is asleep cause he's so difficult now.
-We went back to the room and had more word search races.
Wednesday
-Woke up, packed up, and said our good-byes to the hotel until August. We had lunch and made the drive back home.
-I watched the news for a bit, and then went to pick up Liz. We were supposed to play tennis, but the courts were all fullll again, so we went to The River. We looked extra sexy in our work-out outfits. Luckily, I only ran into two people I know. We saw that Zohan movie. It was pretty funny and random, but the story was kinda lame. Like the plot... And it kind of felt like it was a bid at peace. Blah. Eutopia will never be achieved and I'm tired of people looking for it. Peace can only be found within yourself, and people need to accept that.
-Took Liz and myself home.
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