Describe your Deepest

Describe your Deepest Fear....

My deepest fears are more anxiety based.I fear failing in life,both romantically and economically.I fear being broke and struggling in life just to get by.I mostly fear not falling in love,or failing at it.Love is a very important part of our lives and I plan on having children some day.Lots of em :). Well..nevermind they're kinda boring.But I do plan on getting married.

Imagine you opened your own...

Imagine you opened your own restaurant.Tell the name of your restaurant.Explain what the restaurant looks like ,who works there, and what you serve.

My restaurant would be named "Cece's Napoli"(nap-ole).The restaurant is painted a neutral blend of olive greens and chocolate browns,along with lots of herbal plants located in the corners of the room.Me,my mother and my brother would work in this restaurant,from maybe 10am to 4pm(maybe later on the weekends).Cece's Napoli would serve a mix of Italian,Belizean,and Foreign desserts,including the Bombay Cheesecake(limited time offer).I'll serve garlic bread,and pasta or panadas and plantin(plantinos)as an appetizer.It would be soo awesome :) At around 10pm,the upstairs night club opens,Club Bawhs.The club theme changes nightly,(1920's,Raves,etc.)

I Am...

              I Am.....

       

    I am tender and affectionate,

    I wonder why people only see the positive side of me,

    I hear soft voices saying I LOVE you, using my name in vein,

    I see couples hopelessly devoted to me,

    I want fulfill everyone’s desires,

    I am tender and affectionate.

    I pretend to be perfect, easy to obtain and simple,

    I feel desired among everyone, even those who deny me,

    I touch the hearts of everyone, creating stepping stones in there lives,

    I worry that I’m losing value in modern society,

    I cry when people use me to betray another,

    I am tender and affectionate.

       

    I understand everyone who understands me,

    I say the perfect words without speaking,

    I dream about making everyone happy someday…

    I try to be simple,

    I hope I can stand up to my expectations,

    I am tender and affectionate,

    I am love.

If You Could Cook...

If you could cook any meal for your family,what would you cook?Describe the meal and tell how you would make it.

I would make a super complicated french entree for my family.It would be interesting ,since we only eat American/Belizean food mostly.I want to follow in my mother's footsteps when it comes to cooking.I'm really interested in culinary arts and foreign food.I love a challenge and I feel I could learn alot by stepping out of the box . I know my family would enjoy it.I made this fench toast thing(Eggs in a Basket) last time and everyone loved it.I would feel so cool :)

This Journal is..

Well, this journal entry is more about nothing.I've been thinking about society today.Morals and manners are fading away.Everything is crazy now.I remember being in the second grade with my little "boyfriend",drinking caprisuns in the sand box,not caring about anything(he bought the caprisuns lol).What happened?Its like chivalry is basically dead.Sex & money are the only important things to most men and drama keeps women from getting bored. Everyone freestyles,pop pills,sell drugs,and take pictures with one leg up or their fist up,showing off a ring or something.Don't get me started on Forever 21. Lol I don't even shop there anymore.And If I see one more person with the same shirt I bought from there,I'm gonna shave my head bald.Like Amber Rose bald.But that's the style too,I guess.Well,the bald thing is cool,I just don't have the head for it and it looks like your scalp would get cold.But yeah,its like the trend now is to be random and unique,but we're all following the same "unique" which just makes us all the same.Weaves=Smh. Natural beauty is the sexiest thing a woman can have(no homo).India Arie made that one song about it.Yeah weaves are cute but how does it really help anything?It probably damages your hair,thus making you dependent on it when its not needed.And who doesn't have one now -_-. We're all better off without all this stuff masking who we are.Besides,no falls in love with you because of hair or nails.Love is much more deeper.That's lust or something else that can easily be mistaken for love.Okay I'm done...lol I'm sleepy.Oh,and I don't want to offend anyone or anything.Just my opinion.

The First Thing I Want in the Morning..

When I first wake in the morning ,I want pancakes and bacon or a call/text from my boyfriend. I love Bacon soo much, It would just make my day start off perfectly,especially If my mom makes it.I appreciate affection.It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.So a call or text would put a koolaid smile on my face. In my opinion, Its the thought that counts.I like knowing someone was thinking about me when they woke up.That's so romantic :)!Cliche,I know.

In This Dream I Was....

Okay,well one time I went to sleep on a full stomach.I had a super juicy pastrami,large fries,and a large drink;I was good to go.On the way home, I fell asleep in the car.I dreamed I was stranded (I dont even know where) by myself.It was getting dark so I was trying to find a cool place to stay for the night.I ran to this outdoor mall thing & met up with some students on a fieldtrip so I wouldnt be alone.I tried getting directions but no one would respond to me.Finally,I found somewhere to post up for a few minutes until I calmed down.I went in my backpack and pulled out the remainder of my pastrami sandwich.I woke up after that lol It freaked me out.

Imagine you had...

Imagine you had a hundred dollars,but you couldn't keep it.You had to give it away to a person or charity.Who would you give it to?What would you want them to do with it?

Well,if I had a hundred dollars to give away I would most likely donate it to a random family in need.I wouldn't go through any programs or anything.I'd rather see the family in action at a store or something.If not that,i would give it to a little kid who doesn't have enough money for toys or something .Just to let them know anything is possible.No,I'd give it to a young man with traditional manners,doing something nice for some one elderly.Helping them cross a street or something.

Describe a time..

Describe one time when you were brave.

Well, one night me and my friend,nameless,went to this new spot down in Marina(I mentioned it in my first blog).We had this long mission to Club Narain.We caught the bus there,got off at the wrong stop,and ended up walking around a creek down by Playa Del Rey in a weird neighborhood.I was a little more sober than my friend so I had to lead the way,of course.I got a little help,but eventually we got back on track&arrived at the club around,12ish.I was so excited to be there,I wasnt exactly paying attention to my friend ,who was totally hammered by this time.I didnt notice until she nearly pulled her whole shirt off trying to get money out of her bra to pay for her admission into the club.We get in the club,say our hellos and dance to maybe two songs when she stops me saying she feels sick.Long story short she vomits,of course but theres a twist. I carried my friend out to our car,making sure I left the door open so she could finish puking.My mother calls me on my cell phone.Turns out nameless's phone called my mom on accident(thank to a htc touch phone)&she heard everything that happened.I just gave up at that point.I got home& told my mom everything& didnt cry lol.I had alot of courage that night...not sure why.

Do You Remember?

Do you remember the warm summer breeze,
Sun kissed skin , Ray Bans ,and the never-ending series of palm,
Santa Monica Pier and 3rd Street poppin off,
Girls with Gucci even though most were knock-offs,
Hollywood Sign and phoney celeb maps at the Kodak,
Teasing the guys who still wore white-T's and throwbacks.


Walking down Venice Beach,getting chased by bums,
Buying nasty pizza"Just cause I wanted someee",
Spending money on shrimp tacos @The Bridge,
Knowing I have leftover pasta in the fridge,
Carelessly Flexin in Club Narain down in Marina Del Rey,
Feelin super sick cause I tried a "4 loko" that day,
Maturing and learning what matters most,
Finally starting scholarships cause due dates are close.


Staying in,Studying and blogging prompts,
Wondering why I ever wanted to grow up and why did the fun have to stop,
Checking out colleges all day,feeling like my brain is mush,
Stomping on the rag after taking it off the bush,
It's a metaphor,you start learing those more as you get old,
I'm gonna miss the beaches of Cali or so I'm told,
Out of state without my mom,college bound,bills and filing taxes,
My childhood is ending and all I can do is watch as it passes.