Author Archives: Gloryangelina

Tick, Tock…

Today is a special day for me. On June 4th, 1993, I met my best friend in Greenwich Village, NYC. We met outside of a McDonalds on Broadway. He was with some of his friends, and I was with one of mine. We were 17 years old, and full of life and personality. I was wearing a Pearl Jam T-Shirt and he abused me for it.Β  Needless to say, it wasn’t the best of meetings to start off with, but a few weeks later we met again at the Limelight. We hooked up in the house of cards at the back of the club (anyone remember that?!) and quickly fell madly in love.

We moved in together a few months later, and dated for almost 3 years until we broke up because I was a cheating asshole, and he deserved better. It took about 6 months for us to get to a place where we could be friends without drama or pain, but once that happened we never looked back. Today is 19 years since we met, and I cannot imagine my life without him in it and am grateful for every day we get together. I have a lot of close friends, but he is my rock. I tell him EVERYTHING. He gives the best advice, and we have always been there for each other. I’ve told every boyfriend all about him, and said “if you cannot handle that he and I used to date, then this won’t work. My bestie is #1 in my life. He will always be. Get over your insecurity and handle it, or we’re done.” I am happy to report that all of my ex’s, except for 1, was not only cool with him, but also very tight with him. I choose to surround myself with confident, awesome people, so this is not surprising. πŸ™‚

To date, no matter what has gone on in either of our lives, we have always been there for each other. When I was doing heroin, and 6 months after I quit had a small slip, he was there. No questions asked. When he was having issues in his life, I’d drop anything to be by his side. He is my brother, and I love him with every piece of me.

About 7 years ago, he got hitched and moved to Los Angeles. Admittedly, I was very sad when he left. Living in Southern California was a dream we always shared. We always promised each other that we’d move there one day. He went before me, and while I was happy, selfishly I was jealous and upset that he was leaving NYC without me. I was sill happy for him, though. He lived in LA for a year before he decided it sucked and then high-tailed it to San Diego, where he still resides today. He’ll never come back to NYC, and I don’t blame him. Although we’ve been apart for so long, we still spend hours on the phone every night and we still have a very solid friendship.

I’m finally getting the fuck out of here this year (hopefully), and I am excited for a million reasons, but Lenin is definitely one of the biggest. Granted, I’ll be in LA, and he lives in SD, but at least I can drive to him in 2 hours. VERY EXCITING!

So, 19 years ago I was blessed with meeting the other half of my soul. My bestie is the most amazing person I’ve ever known, therefore, this day is one of my favorite days of the year!

Happy anniversary, Lenin. Thank you for existing, and making my life more colorful, and awesome with every passing day. I love you!!!

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Travels…

I’ve been traveling so much over the last 6 months. I went from never going anywhere, to constantly finding myself on planes. I just booked yet another trip for 10 days at the end of June. I’m not going any place exciting, just Fort Lauderdale, but it’s still awesome to get the hell out of NYC as much as I can, especially in the summer.

I haven’t been to south Florida in a while, so it will be nice to see my friends and family down there. I’m also going to try to get my skate on with the Miami girls if my knee holds up. It should be a good time!

#jetsetter

Rainy Days and Monday’s Always Get Me Down…

It’s pouring outside, again. It has been raining non-stop for the last week. Grrr. I am headed out to Long Island today, as my party is cancelled due to said rain. Fuckin’ A.

In other news, I am filled with hope for my future. Yesterday was a GREAT day! I cannot remember the last time I was this excited about anything in my entire freakin’ life!

To my fellow NY’ers – enjoy the rainy day.

xxx

Doobie

Doobie

My dog goes in the fridge.

My favorite topic, ME. :)

My favorite topic, ME. :)

I look Russian in this picture. AND, I am loving my hair color!

Prima Ballerina

When I was younger, I was a dancer. I had 15 straight years of dance training until one day I just up and quit and never looked back. It’s so funny how something can be a huge passion for a large part of your life, and then you just hang it up and never look back. For the last 6 months or so, I have been finding myself interested in ballet again. When I first started, I quickly realized that I had forgotten a lot of the basics, which kind of blew my mind considering what a huge part of my life dance was!

I recently signed up for a Pointe Ballet class, and am super excited about it! It’s been such a long time since I’ve had any formal training, and am wondering if I will pick it up quickly again. As with any new endeavor, I am a bit nervous as well as worried about how my knees will hold up. However, I never allow fear or nerves to get in my way. What’s the point in that?

I will be posting a bit about ballet going forward, so I apologize in advance for my yammering.

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Focus, or Lack Thereof…

I have been having an unusual amount of trouble focusing as of late. This has been a growing phenomenon with me over the last 8 months or so. Focus was always my strong suit, especially when it came to work. My strong work ethic, combined with my need to succeed, often propelled me to great heights in my 20 year career. I feel like I still have a large amount of interest in what I do, as well as a need for success, but I just can’t seem to lock myself down and concentrate. My mind is all over the place, and I don’t know if that stems from unhappiness, or just masked disinterest. I’ve been trying to figure it out, but try as I might, I see no answers.

I rarely allow myself to get lost in daydreams, or become so unfocused on myself that I begin to let everything in my life start to fade. I find myself in this strange stage of my life, and everything about me is changing. I’m not sure if it’s for the best, or the opposite, to be honest.

For example, when I’m sitting in a meeting, that is very important and involves potential clients, I find myself drifting. I have to consciously force myself to sit up straight, listen to what people are saying and contribute with useful information. I almost feel like I have A.D.D. I have endured my share of ups and downs, whirlwind romances, breakups, career highs and lows, but this is simply mind boggling. In fact, I cannot remember a time in my life that I was this distracted! It’s scary!

Could it be a medical problem? Am I simply so I dissatisfied with my life that I am losing interest in everything around me? Have I reached a breaking point? Is it the fact that I am turning 37 in July? I wish I knew this answer because this is frustrating. While there are outside factors that have notably contributed to my lack of concentration, I cannot blame it all on those. I’ve been down this road and never lost myself in the process. I always worried about me, my life, my interests, my health. Well, besides my stint with heroin in my 20’s, but even that didn’t last more than a year, and I was able to pull myself out of the deepest abyss I’ve ever seen!

On top of that, I constantly feel like I’m being monitored and need to watch everything I say and do because of it. It’s frustrating for a person like me, because I am so forthcoming, honest and open. I have had to “put a lid on it” for almost 6 months now, in fears that anything I say can be misconstrued. Gah! There are some days that I get so angry about it that I literally want to choke someone. Do you know what it’s like to be a blog writer, who has been writing online for years, writes columns based on her life, blogs that have hundreds of thousands of followers and fans, yet have to censor yourself because 1 person is mentally off? It’s ridiculous. I know I shouldn’t care, and just live my life, but how do you do that? It’s almost selfish behavior, and I don’t want to cause any more waves then I have to, although I’m currently not doing ANYTHING WRONG!

In life there are positives and negatives, good and bad. In my life right now, I am dealing with lack of focus and motivation, and the one thing that always helps me sort out my feelings, I cannot do. That has me feeling angry, resentful, etc. I’ve learned to push it to the back burner as best as I can, and realize that some people just are who they are. I can only take solace in the fact that I have managed to surround myself with amazing, artistic, confident, and reasonable people. I guess that’s all that matters in the big picture. Right?

Anyway, I’m trying my absolute best to take the high road, center myself, focus on ME and what’s best for me and not worry about all of these outside bullshit factors that stress me out. It’s just not worth it. I’m forcing myself to do what I do best, and that’s make myself whole and happy. My home life is not in the best state it could be in, rightfully so. My work life is stressful, but I manage to separate that from my personal life, for the most part. My finances are not where they should be because I feel like I am financially supporting everyone, which is somewhat true, although my own fault. While I’ve lost a good amount of weight, and I am looking great, I am not feeling great. I am always tired, cranky, my weight fluctuates up and down like 15 lbs, which is not healthy. My diet changes often due to my stress factors on any given week. I need to have some consistency in my life. I need to create a workout schedule and stick to it, no matter how difficult. I need to set some financial boundaries with people, just because I have money it does not mean I should support everyone around me. I need set some social boundaries and let my friends know that I too have a life, and my life does not revolve around them and that fact that they all decided to have multiple children. I did not choose that life for a reason.

Ah, I don’t know. Things always manage to work themselves out in my life, but I feel like I’m getting to the point where I need to take more of a stand, and I will, it just takes time.

So, gone are the days where I waste my time worrying about everyone else. I need to focus on me and what’s best for my life. For real. Fuck everyone else for once.

Now if only I could stick to that, I’d be golden! πŸ™‚

Happy Memorial Day weekend, all! Enjoy your BBQ’s, beach time and fun.

XO

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At Deaths Door

I cannot remember the last time I was this sick. On top of that, it has been raining in NYC since I returned from Austin. Nothing like cold, rainy weather and a head full of snot to put you in a great mood.

I have a double ear infection, and bronchitis. Ridiculous. I have not had bronchitis is over 8 years! I feel like there is an elephant sitting on my chest, not pleasant. I am medicating myself, drinking lots of fluids, juicing, and resting as much as I possibly can. It seems there are a lot of people getting sick too! Even some coworkers in California are sick with the same illness. Whew.

In other news, I am hoping this Ebola goes away soon as I have big plans this memorial day weekend. It’s opening day of “slut season” in NYC, which is always a treat. We’re having a party on Sunday with some friends, which is also the season opener. We live right on the beach, so we do that a lot in the summer. I have to head out to Long Island to see my cousin, and nephew. Lots to do, no time for sickies.

I also need to get my ass to the gym, and would rather crawl into a hole and die at this point. Seriously. It feels like I have the flu, which is impossible! My sis was sick while I was in Austin, so I probably caught it from her. THANKS SIS! πŸ™‚

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