So basically…My family and I bought this car a year ago. Unfortunatly, due to the economic downfall of our country, we must sell our beautiful car that we invested in. So, in order for more people to see our advertisement I am posting it on my blog in hopes of someone special out there who is looking for a great collector’s item. It’s really a good car, runs well. Hasn’t given us any problems unlike many other classic cars who tend to break down randomly. It has been completely restored from the ground up. Please tell people you know, if you are not interested yourself….
If you like Classic Cars…… Monday, Mar 31 2008
Uncategorized 1973, cars, chrystler, classic, classic cars, dodge, driving, for sale, mopar, muscle cars, Plymouth, roadrunner 10:20 pm
10 Minute story… Thursday, Mar 20 2008
Uncategorized 11:16 pm
Background: Ok so this is a story I made up in 10 minutes in my English 101 class. It was a contest and I won. The idea was the base the story off of a sentence he gave us. The sentence was:
Last week the Pacoima Moat and Drawbridge Company (“Serving Greater Pacoima Since 1979, We specialize in Aligators, Piranha, and Green Scum”) performed some unusual services.
Without furthur ado?…here’s my story: tell me what you think?
There are many companies who have performed unusual tasks, yet the Pacoima Moat and Drawbridge Company has probably performed the most unusual. Last week the Pacoima Moat and Drawbridge Company (“Serving Greater Pacoima Since 1979, We specialize in Aligators, Piranha, and Green Scum”) performed some unusual services.
For example, last week the Queen of Pacoima Streen called in about her Moat and how it seemed to keep eating her Knights. She couldn’t exactly figure out why this was happening, so she called Tom from the company and asked to come look at the water. Tom, of course, brought his assisstent who didn’t know any better and asked him to jump in and test the water. His assisstant jumped in and suddenly as the Wueen screamed, Tom saw a school of Pirahnas jump up and eat him alive. Tom, joked and said he’d just find another assisstant and gave the Queen a special piranha killing treatment that would help.
Another strange encounter was when Tom went down tot Westridge lane where there is the world’s largest drawbridge to the other side of the city. The man who took care of the bridge couldn’t understand why people were so afrdaid to cross it. Tom came by and walked over the bridge and found at the center a huge hole and at the bottom a bunch of alligator’s hungry open mouths and mangled car parts. He assumed a few unluncky motorists already knew why the bridge was unsafe before the caretaker did because they were eaten by these monsters. Tom had a quick solution. He quickly airlifted the alligators by helicopter and took them to Louisiana and then patched up the drawbridge. The people were going into the city again.
And lastly, the most strangest service Tom was asked to do last week was the time when Little MaryLou fell in her moat and came out green. Her parents didn’t know why the stuff wouldn’t come fof her so they called Tom and thought he’d have the answer. Tom came over and knew the solution right away. “Three eggs, two frog tongues, some baking powder, and a little rum will do it, ” he said. MaryLou washed all the Green Scum off her and she was back to normal again. Her parents could thank Tom enough.
And this is why Pacoima Moat and Drawbridge company is such a trusted name in the city of Pacoima. Employees, like Tom, care about the public and their unusual problems.
** needs a few fixes…but it’s a cute, disturbed Children’s story/advertisement.
All you need is love…or money? Saturday, Mar 15 2008
Uncategorized beatles, economy, happiness, job, love, money, poor, sad 12:00 am
It’s sad but true that the world does not revolve around the Beatle’s song “All you need is love” but it revolves around MONEY. And I absolutely hate the fact that it does because it’s really unfair. But then again, how would the world exist if there were no currencies. How would people buy things? You cannot exchange your love for an item…you need to exchange something physical and unfortunatly you need lots of physical money to survive in this world. I hate it! And it’s sad that this idea of money has taken over people’s minds and thoughts so incredibly that it has become the only object thye care about, not love, not people, not anything but MONEY. Because if you have money, you have wealth, and if you are wealthy, you have power, and when you have power, you are set for life and have not a worry of how hard it is going to be to live in the world.
I hate how the economy is so terrible right now. I hate how after two months of searching I have not yet to get one single call for a job offer. It is the most difficult task to find a job because so many people are not willing to pay for a part-time person. And it’s also sad because I am running out of money and I can’t do one thing about it! I can’t go up to employers and go “Give me a job!!!” Sadly, no matter how many times I call or apply I will not get any job offers! I’ve tried so many places, places that not even I a year ago would have even thought of applying at. I have lowered my standards dramatically and am basically searching for anything I can get.
I am so desperate for money and it’s so incredibly sad. It’s crazy how money has so much control over a person that when they don’t have it they basically go insane. People in the depression era went insane, many even took their own lives over it…and it’s SAD. Why go to such dramatic measures over a piece of paper? Why let it control your mind? Why does it give us pleasure? Why does it bring happiness? Why does it control our lives? It’s so simple. Because it can, because if we didn’t have it–to society we would be looked to as nothing.
And that is how I feel at this point. Nothing. Worthless. Just a piece of person without any power. I hate how I cannot buy anything I please. I have to be extremely cheap with whatever I do buy. And it is extremely hard because only a few years ago I was living the glamour life. I bought clothes every weekend…200 dollars, 350 dollars, 600 dollars at a time. And then it got worse…$40 a month if I was lucky…and now…nothing…for weeks, and months… And it’s so hard to adjust to it. Because everytime I go out, I see so many things and I don’t have not even a dime to spend on it. And it hurts like hell, makes you just want to cry and scream because you don’t have the power to do anything about it.
Yes, I am sure that there are far more worse situations than I, but as of right now, I feel so unworthy and pathetic that I feel like I’m lost and I can’t find my way out. I hate look for a job. And I hate how it controls me. I hate how it makes me unhappy everyday. I hate how I simply can’t find happiness in other things anymore until I know I have some power. I hate how money is so important. And I hate how my boyfriend said, “I guess I can’t even make you happy anymore…” It really isn’t true.
Love is still my number one priority, no matter how important money is. I’d rather be homeless and have him by my side than be greedy and have so much money and endanger my relationship. I know it is a crazy though…but in my mind…all you really do need is love.
Money is a neccessary evil that will forever control us, but love is a promising hope that will forever guide us through our troubles. And when you look at that dollar bill, please tell me if it brings you the same happiness that one would get from seeing the smile of a lover’s face?
Realities of the Job world… Monday, Mar 3 2008
Uncategorized cosmetics, cubicle, fashion, jobs, office, realities, world 10:03 pm
Ok so I haven’t written in a while. I can tell because my views have gone down…sorry. I’ve just had so much on my mind, not neccisarily anything to write about in a blog but just to think about in my head.
First, fashion. make-up. modeling. Yes, these are my goals, but are they real? It’s amazing if I ever did achieve any of them. If I achieved that famousness that I desire; but it’s not really the famousness that I desire, it’s more the accomplishment of actually doing what I would like to do. I don’t really care if I have a billion dollars because of what I do, I just want to be known for having a talent and being able to live off of my talent. But the question is do I really have a talent? Am I made modeling or designing clothes or creating pieces of art on people’s faces? I believe I am, but no one else does. It’s quite sad, but very true. We live in a world where people just have to strive for everything themselves. You have to do the work, and no one is going to really help you. You have to believe in yourself, and prove to everyone that you are great. In my case, not even family believes in me. The only person who really does is my wonderful Knight, who supports me in anything I do and that’s why I love him. But now I’m just thinking and it’s so hard because everyone is so against it — What do I do?
My two options are, one, doing what I’ve dreamed of for a long time. Taking the chance of either making money or being pathetically broke and just doing what I love? Or Two, doing the boring job that most Americans have; sitting behind a desk, pretending to work, looking at an email from the guy across the room, and calling it the highlight of their day. Do I want that? I’ve been there, and done that. Yes, it’s secure. Yes, it brings money. But it’s absolutely boring. There’s no passion in it. Am I really stupid for going for what I want? My family wants me to become an office-job person–supposedly it’s “intelligent” and “secure for life”. But, look at all those people doing it? I bet millions of them wanted to be something else. But instead, they were probably put down and afraid to strive for themselves, and ended up in the cubicle.
I don’t want to be that person. But right now, it feels like I’m forced to. I’m trying my hardest to do what I want, but with little experience in the field, it’s extremely hard to find someone willing to take on a beginner. I am currently unemployed, and trying to find a job that will take me to my goal. But, I never knew how hard it was to find one in that field with little experience. However, the thing is, I am more than willing to learn all of it, but no one is willing to teach it to me. And I have no money to spend on a Cosmetics school, so basically what choice do I have?
none. The cubicle is already waiting…
