writing (columns, poetry, stories, advertising headlines...whatever), drawing, decorating my house, playing with my pup, modeling, cooking, yoga, kickboxing, weight-training, family time, double-dating with my lil brother Max and erry berry (lol), travelling (anywhere and everywhere!), being with my love...sleeping in, going out, doesn't matter where we are as long as we're together,spending time with my friends that i love so very much, reading a good book, tattoos (that's a new one...lol...but now i'm addicted), there's not much that doesn't interest me ;)
I wanted to meet the man of my dreams...but I already found him ;) I wanted to meet true friends, who would be there for me through it all, and who would love me no matter what...and I found them too*~*~Right Where You're Supposed To Be~*~* (one of my columns)
The forks in the roads, the cracks in the beams, the doors with no keys…they’re walls between us and where we want to BE. Like a fence you could see right through but can’t climb over…you know it’s where you want to BE but you can’t get there. Or can you? Maybe not. Maybe you shouldn’t BE there at all. Now lets be realistic, from the youngest age possible we’re taught to plan of futures, set high goals, choose a path. We map out our lives like a tourist guide, choosing what sites we’ll stop and see and which we’ll pass right by on the path to where we want to BE. We choose what routes to take on the tour, and which to avoid. But what if one of those sites you planned on passing by, truly catches your eye? Do you pass right by it because that’s the plan, or do you go off course and explore the site you were so drawn to? And what if the route you chose to BE on was blocked off? A log fell and you had to wait idly for it to be removed before you could continue. What then? Would you take an alternate route, or would you wait for the log to be removed…something that may never happen? Would you follow the tour guide or go with your gut? So what truly determines where you should BE? The tour guide you chose to follow, or that gut within you? That gut, those instincts are a guide of their own. Not a guide that we can plan or predict…not one that we could map out before life happens. That gut is your instincts, your emotions, your desires. And after all, isn’t life about being fulfilled, and happy, and content? Or is it about being successful in completing our chosen paths? And is being successful anything more than truly BEing happy? I say happiness is the true definition of success. It’s that simple…the same for everyone, whether they realize it or not. The runner who finishes the track in record time doesn’t experience an ounce of what the runner experiences who jogs around it for hours enjoying the view. They say the end justifies the means. I hope not. I know not. Life is all about the means…the process, not the product…the experience more than the result. It would be crazy to think we could plan for all the twists and turns life takes before we reach where we’ll ultimately BE. Those twists, those turns, those forks in the roads, those cracks in the beams, those doors with no keys…they each serve a purpose. There is a simple reason for every wall we come to…the road has ended, and it’s time to turn. But which way will you turn? Fate, destiny, choice, chance…to deny a single one of them seems absurd. Control what you can and embrace what you can’t. For every fence you can see right through but can’t climb over, remember there’s a reason why that fence has no gate. Believe that when you get to your fence, there will BE a gate, and the view of the life you were meant to lead. Try to remember that what you think you want may not BE what you want at all…and remember that your wants can change. The only want that never will is to BE happy. So when you feel like you’re at a dead end or a bump in the road, remember that it’s there for a reason…and you, my friend, are right where you’re supposed to BE._________________________________________________________
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*~*~When You Know…You Know~*~* (one of my columns)
A void filled, a button pressed, a hunger fed…that’s love alright. Now I’m not talking about puppy love, or infatuation, or even lust…I’m talking about IT. The real deal kind of love that allows you to exhale. That’s what the search is all about. And if one’s search is for something else, and they happen to stumble across IT, they’ll surely stop searching. That kind of love gets deep inside your bones. IT lets you sleep at night and stops you from biting your nails. IT makes the unimportant seem just that…unimportant, and you finally realize that having all the laundry done and folded before you go to sleep isn’t really that significant. IT gives you perspective…everything seems prettier, brighter, happier. Mundane things become adventures, the ordinary seems extraordinary, the usual becomes exciting. Love makes you love yourself. To be loved back the same way you love is the greatest gift of all time…the most satisfying, the most rewarding, the most incredible. IT makes you feel proud…proud that you found IT and proud that IT found you. The rain becomes sexy, traffic becomes an excuse to spend more time together. And IT grows…IT grows like a plant in the perfect sunlight, drinking the purest water…and IT grows. Love doesn’t lose its thrill, IT doesn’t start to linger, IT doesn’t fade away…cause if it does, then it wasn’t IT at all. And unlike that plant, IT never weeps, IT never crumbles, IT never dies. IT…Love…just grows and grows. Each day is so amazing yet you can’t wait till it’s over just to see what the next day will bring. Everything becomes noteworthy. You start saving matchbooks from restaurants, and corks from wine bottles. Each signifying a memory you never want to forget…and if it’s Love…you won’t forget a single detail. IT makes everything possible. IT makes anything bearable. Love changes your life…Love changes you. You become selfless. Your eyelash becomes a wish for another. The last bite of food is no longer yours…and you don’t even want it to be. You’d rather give than get. IT completes you. IT makes you whole. Love is the missing piece, the final screw. Love is definite…there is no guessing, no doubts, no uncertainty. You just know when IT arrives. IT’s like a wave that nearly knocks you over, like a flame that melts away your skin, like jumping into an ice cold swimming pool. Love is powerful. Love is shocking. Love is certain. Love is IT. There’s no denying IT. And when you know…you know.
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*~*~Be YOU Regardless~*~* (another one of my columns)
Do unto others as you WISH others would do unto you. WISH, being the key word here. The mirror is the true test, we are our toughest critics, and if you don’t like what you see staring back at you…then you’re not being YOU. Like the rings in a tree trunk or the pattern of the stars, YOU are what YOU are. Now I’m not referring to where you live or how you look or what you like. Those are things about you, but they don’t make YOU who you are. So what does? Like the sun makes it day and the moon makes it night, your values and morals define YOU. Now it would be simple for the sun to shine down and brighten things up on a clear day…you know, one of those blue sky days where there isn’t a single cloud to be found in the sky. But what about the days where the blue is missing, and the sky is one big cloud? What about the days it rains, the days it pours, the days it hails down balls of ice? How does the sun still shine bright enough to give us day then? Let the sun be your guide, your role model, your idol. Because, the most difficult time to be YOU is when it rains as well. We too have blue sky days, when everything is going wonderfully, when all our ducks are in a row. And on those days you don’t have to try so hard to be YOU because it comes easy. But we too also have days when it rains, when it pours, when it feels as though balls of ice are falling around us and things are just a sloshy mess. And those days determine who YOU really are. Like the sun, you have to struggle to shine through all that and still come to the same conclusion you always do. And for the sun, that would be daylight…for you that would be being YOU, maintaining your values and morals, still liking what you see in the mirror. The saying doesn’t go “do unto others as they do unto you†because others aren’t YOU. Do unto others as you WISH they would do unto you. Hold YOU and only YOU to your standards, because when you start applying them to everyone else, you’re sure to be disappointed. And no one likes disappointment. So when it starts to rain remember who YOU are, and be sure not to let the rain change who that is. Like ice always melts, people will always disappoint. YOU won’t always get back what you give, but don’t let that fact change how giving YOU are. The mirror only hurts when YOU disappoint YOU. So cover your walls in mirrors, and be YOU regardless!
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*~*~I Found A Man~*~* (this is a poem I wrote for the love of my life on his birthday)
I found a hand, a hand designed to perfectly fit into mine.
A hand that’s always there to haul me up if I’m to slip and fall.
A hand to lead, a hand to hold, from this day till I grow old.
I found two eyes, two eyes so true, a stare that has me stuck like glue.
Two eyes so honest, so sincere, they see my hopes, my dreams, my fears.
Two eyes, so many words they speak. A tear, those eyes, should never leak.
I found two lips, two lips so full. Like gravity, my lips, they pull.
Two lips that kiss me when I’m sad, and smile with me when I’m glad.
Two lips that I could draw by heart. Two lips that had me from the start.
I found this skin, this skin so smooth. I’ve memorized its every groove.
This skin, it warms me when I’m cold. An embrace I wouldn’t trade for gold.
This skin I need to touch and feel, to know for sure this dream is real.
I found a heart, a heart so deep, a heart I knew I had to keep.
A heart that never fails to remind me of what I was so lucky to find.
A heart so big, a heart so warm, a heart that just defies the norm.
I found a man, a man that I will love way past the day I die.
A man I couldn’t be without. A man that I will never doubt.
A man, my man, he’ll always be. A man who’s become one with me.
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*~*~Your Soul~*~* (guess who this poem is for??? lol)
This soul, I’ve always known yet never truly got to know.
A dream I’ve dreamt a million times but still was just a dream.
This soul, I’ve looked so deep into but never saw its eyes.
A vision that I’ve always had yet couldn’t ever see.
This soul, I spoke with many times, yet never heard its voice.
A face I’ve pictured all my life but still could not point out.
This soul, I felt so close to me, but never got to touch.
A love that I knew all to well, yet never knew its name.
But you, my love, have changed all that. This soul, it lives in you.
A dream come true, a face, a name, a vision I could see.
See, though we met not long ago, I’ve known you all along.
This soul, your soul, proceeded you. You lived within my dreams.
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mostly r&b, hip hop, and reggae/reggaeton...but i like a little bit of everything (you should see my itunes...lol): a little soft rock (thanks to my mom), some alternative, vocal house (the fun songs you an actually dance to, not the pots and pans crap), i love 80's music, some oldies (thanks to my dad), latin music (the best to dance to), etc.
Pretty Woman, Beaches, Troop Beverley Hills (my fave as a kid), The Notebook, Brokedown Palace, 40 Year Old Virgin, Wedding Crashers, The Breakup, Devil Wears Prada, Mystic River, Requiem For a Dream, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, Two Can Play That Game, Monster-In-Law...
General Hospital (my soap for 13 years now!)...Desperate Houswives, Lost, America's Next Top Model (I know...keep laughing), Six Degrees, Men in Trees (my fave new show of the year),Brothers and Sisters, Daybreak, Til Death, Sex and the City, Sopranos,Everybody Loves Raymond, Friends, Oprah, The View, Lifetime movies, Baseball (I'm a Yankee fan, but now I watch Met games too...i wonder why...lol, Football Games cause that means I'm spending time with my baby...
anything Poe...I just read a great one called "My Sister's Keeper" by Jodi Picoult...magazines...poetry...and my stuff of course ;)
my parents, for raising me and loving me...my boyfriend, for being so strong and for making me believe in love again...all the troops in Iraq, for being so brave and selfless...my friends, for being on my team always, My Uncle Botch for being my guardian angel...God, for everything.