My Zillionth Blog
Between Myspace, Xanga, Wordpress and all those fantastic places to write blogs....I can't remember which number blog this is. Hmm. Myspace simply doesn't have the layout I desire. Xanga was so "freshman year", and my Wordpress blog is more so for views and ramblings I have on various topics without necessarily revealing my identity. This one can be more about my life. Not saying that people want to particularly hear about it. But so far, people have expressed enough interest in my crazy unpredictable journey, that I may as well write about it.
What can I say about my life so far? There's been...
What can I say about my life so far? There's been...
heartbreak.
humiliation.
shame.
fame.
fun.
traveling.
friends.
partying.
alcohol.
party favors.
&
far more.
humiliation.
shame.
fame.
fun.
traveling.
friends.
partying.
alcohol.
party favors.
&
far more.
I've certainly made my good and bad decisions alike. I've enabled the good to overshadow the bad (thank God).
These past few months have been insanity to say the least. My life has been in a whirlwind. I went to California in hopes that I would stick to a very challenging job. However this job was so challenging, you often wondered why you weren't wanting to kill yourself every morning upon waking up. No, seriously. Door to door sales.
Enough said right?
No.
I'm talking Mojave Desert-Style. No joke...we worked right next door to the desert, thus making us ready to pass out from heat exhaustion at any moment. Also, working on commission was pretty torturing as well. Let's just say, it certainly wasn't the job of choice. I soon was invited to reside at a friend of mine's place in Beverly Hills. Oh boy. It was a bitter-sweet move for various reasons. Reasons including my desire to EXPLORE what the Hollywood scene was all about. Ha. We wined, dined and partied with Hollywood's "finest". I swear, I think I saw about 50 celebrities during all my VIP Exclusive Party nights. Sat next to them, spoke to them...impressive? Not really. Yes, my girl happened to know anyone and everyone who mattered in LA, thus enabling the entry to such places.
However, the super-posh and super FAKE lifestyle can only be appealing for about...a WEEK before you realize just how evil that crazy town really is. You can get caught up in the mansion parties, the lamborghini, and luxury. Really, it's easy.
Hmm. I suppose like any place, you must take the good with the bad. I took it as an experience of sorts. It was swell. Really. But also made me a bit shallow for about 3 weeks until I snapped out of it and came back down to earth upon arrival back to Massachusetts.
Anyone would. Seeing the various blue collar workers with their strong thick Boston accents, and their mediocre cars - oh and not to mention, the biggest dilemma of their week was whether or not their "CAH" would be out of the shop in time, or if the Red Sox would win the next game. Oh, the simple life. Believe it or not, some in Hollywood actually envy it. Why? Not nearly as much drama, misery or pain. All in all, a day in the life of a regular ol' Joe in Massachusetts is a walk in the park for an LA socialite.
Some say the people 'round these parts lead boring lives. I'm not so sure of that. They lead lives with real friendships, real family....real people surrounding them . (Of course I cannot speak for the entire state but for the general public here.)
And while these "simple-life" people oftentimes envy the luxury that comes along with a life out there, little do many of them know, that not an ounce of that money could buy the kind of things that many of these Massachusetts people have. And we're not talking about materialistic objects.
It's so funny to be merely 21 and see such differences. To one week be at the most exclusive party in LA, partying alongside the biggest actors, models, promoters , blah blah blah, and the next week be in a bar where they serve $2 drafts and men in their work clothes, stained in grease walk in all ready to talk to their lifelong chums.
Night & Day I tell you...night & day.
I love life. I love the differences. I love experiencing it all and then hopefully creating the most healthy environment that suits me. Living in such a vast variety of places (New York City, Boston, LA, Hawaii), will allow me to hmm... "customize" my lifestyle. I won't have to settle for a life that doesn't intrigue me or keep me on my toes, but I don't have to live somewhere where people simply won't treat me well, respect me and value me whole heartedly. I will find that place someday. And I cannot wait. It will be my safe haven.
-To Be Continued-
These past few months have been insanity to say the least. My life has been in a whirlwind. I went to California in hopes that I would stick to a very challenging job. However this job was so challenging, you often wondered why you weren't wanting to kill yourself every morning upon waking up. No, seriously. Door to door sales.
Enough said right?
No.
I'm talking Mojave Desert-Style. No joke...we worked right next door to the desert, thus making us ready to pass out from heat exhaustion at any moment. Also, working on commission was pretty torturing as well. Let's just say, it certainly wasn't the job of choice. I soon was invited to reside at a friend of mine's place in Beverly Hills. Oh boy. It was a bitter-sweet move for various reasons. Reasons including my desire to EXPLORE what the Hollywood scene was all about. Ha. We wined, dined and partied with Hollywood's "finest". I swear, I think I saw about 50 celebrities during all my VIP Exclusive Party nights. Sat next to them, spoke to them...impressive? Not really. Yes, my girl happened to know anyone and everyone who mattered in LA, thus enabling the entry to such places.
However, the super-posh and super FAKE lifestyle can only be appealing for about...a WEEK before you realize just how evil that crazy town really is. You can get caught up in the mansion parties, the lamborghini, and luxury. Really, it's easy.
Hmm. I suppose like any place, you must take the good with the bad. I took it as an experience of sorts. It was swell. Really. But also made me a bit shallow for about 3 weeks until I snapped out of it and came back down to earth upon arrival back to Massachusetts.
Anyone would. Seeing the various blue collar workers with their strong thick Boston accents, and their mediocre cars - oh and not to mention, the biggest dilemma of their week was whether or not their "CAH" would be out of the shop in time, or if the Red Sox would win the next game. Oh, the simple life. Believe it or not, some in Hollywood actually envy it. Why? Not nearly as much drama, misery or pain. All in all, a day in the life of a regular ol' Joe in Massachusetts is a walk in the park for an LA socialite.
Some say the people 'round these parts lead boring lives. I'm not so sure of that. They lead lives with real friendships, real family....real people surrounding them . (Of course I cannot speak for the entire state but for the general public here.)
And while these "simple-life" people oftentimes envy the luxury that comes along with a life out there, little do many of them know, that not an ounce of that money could buy the kind of things that many of these Massachusetts people have. And we're not talking about materialistic objects.
It's so funny to be merely 21 and see such differences. To one week be at the most exclusive party in LA, partying alongside the biggest actors, models, promoters , blah blah blah, and the next week be in a bar where they serve $2 drafts and men in their work clothes, stained in grease walk in all ready to talk to their lifelong chums.
Night & Day I tell you...night & day.
I love life. I love the differences. I love experiencing it all and then hopefully creating the most healthy environment that suits me. Living in such a vast variety of places (New York City, Boston, LA, Hawaii), will allow me to hmm... "customize" my lifestyle. I won't have to settle for a life that doesn't intrigue me or keep me on my toes, but I don't have to live somewhere where people simply won't treat me well, respect me and value me whole heartedly. I will find that place someday. And I cannot wait. It will be my safe haven.
-To Be Continued-
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