I can tell you a lot about a girl and her personality by the way her eye brows look. You can see a lot, their insecurities, their vanity, their friendliness, their confidence level, and even their sense for fashion. If you know a person for a while and you see how they change over time, you can see how they mature as a person too, or in some cases make bad decisions and go ways that weren't best for them. If they don't change, you then they probably didn't change much either, maybe they were scared to. If you are a girl, here is my personal advice. Too small is never good...but of course bushy isn't attractive either. Go to an expensive professional, get them done correctly and then follow their lines from here on out, instead of just trying to figure it out on your own. People see your face first and eye brows are an important part of that.
I had to make my decision on the phone situation today. I was ready to change to Sprint and join the countless other people I know who have Sprint. I walked into the store and picked a phone I liked. There was a Samsung that I liked, but it had no speakerphone, and a Sanyo I thought was cool, and was about to buy. Then I went outside, sat down and thought about it more. As I looked at the phone I was going to buy vs. the phone I just bought, the only benefit this other phone had was that it had a flash on the camera. I really like my Motorola. Then I thought about the benefits of getting Sprint. Main benefit, a lot of people I know have it and my calls to them would be free. But was the issue really about minutes, I mean I do have enough minutes on Cingular. It isn't service, cause I'm happy with service and now that money is knocked out, it is just about vanity. Change for the sake of change isn't good and there wasn't enough reason for me to try a new company out. I'll be an individual and have my own unique plan different from everyone else. So another one year contract with Cingular.
Nobody cares about your success, but you. I know this sounds really cynical and bad natured, but if you really think about it, this is really your responsiblity and not other peoples. I know people whose success and happiness mean a lot to me, and I would do what I could to help them out, but having people like that is rare and they should be counted on secondarily and not foremost, because your success is yours. I learned young when I came home with my perfect grades, being disappointed that my parents were not excited enough. They offered me no rewards and their praise was similar to those of my siblings who had far lower grades. I used to resent that and keep lists of $5 for every A so that one day I could pull the list out one day and collect a windfall. No windfall came. I think I've run into this problem with getting in shape and going to school. I start to get excited as I am dropping weight and getting stronger, and then I notice that nobody really cares. (by cares I mean by longer than the second that I get a compliment). At first I found this discouraging, not understanding how my friends could careless that I am pursing all my goals and making all kinds of progress towards them. Then it really hit me, I need to be responsible for myself and stop being dependant on the thoughts and feedback of the people around me because they are all off doing their own things to make them happy. So I could just stop everything I am doing in life and lay down and do nothing and nobody is going to come to the rescue.
I have been kicked out of the library 2 times already, not like by a bouncer, but because they were closing. I've never had this problem in my life before. Today I plan to hopefully get kicked out for a 3rd time in 3 days, and hopefully with a Motion that is almost completed. I don't think I have worked this hard in a very long time. I feel like we worked too hard in some of the wrong places, but in the end I'm sure we will turn out a good product.
Saturday night I went out with Cynthia and Michele. I felt terrible because they thought I was no fun because I wasn't up for getting drunk and staying up with them to walk on the beach in the morning after going out. Usually I would be a good friend and stay out all night and make sure they had a good time, but I have this academic issue of this motion due and I had to be at school in the morning to work on it Sunday. Cynthia gave me a lot of shit for not being fun. So I get ready and show up at their hotel at 11pm. I was hoping to go out early so that I could bounce early, but guess what, they were not ready when I got there. So I chilled and hung out as they get dressed and ready. Of course I wasn't in the best mood because I knew the time I was spending there I could be at a bar or club meeting new people and having fun. We finally get out of there and don't get to the Delano until 1am. I only planned to have a drink there, but we ended up having a really good time. We met some cool people, the girls got invited to the Keys, I got some nice compliments and one woman who we asked why Miami people were so "not very nice" quickly said I looked like I was from San Antonio. I laughed telling her how cool it was that I was a stereotype, but it was a good call. I was talking to Michele outside of CVS while Cynthia talked to some guy in who pulled over his Benz to come out and talk to her. I was laughing and telling Michele that I bet CVS was a good place to meet girls. There was a group of girls inside and while I looked their way telling Michelle, one girl smiled. Usually I wouldn't go over and talk to her, but Michelle said that she had that natural look I liked, and for whatever reason I took that as enough justification to go talk to her. So I go in and talk to the girls who are on vacation. We talked about their night and where they had been and where they were from. They were all very nice, but I didn't want to use my night to hang out with friends to hit on tourists, so I said good night and went to collect Cynthia. In retrospect, I should of talked to these girls more, but all that was going through my head was "you have to be up at 8am, you have to be up at 8am." Then we run into two girls from Mexico. I think I'm liking this talking to more people thing. They were on their way to Mangos, but were not worth going all the way to that club. I would have gotten into more conversation, but when they asked if we knew spanish, Cynthia said yes, and her spanish is probably as good as mine, so once the language changed, I didn't feel like talking as much. We get to Mint and guess what, Michelle doesn't like the music, so she wants to go to Mangos. Seriously, there is one club I learning not to like and that is it, but instead we decide to go to Crobar. We finally get there at 2:30am and before I pay the cover, I tell the girls I was going to leave. Cynthia gives me the guilt trip of how she is never in Miami and what a terrible friend I was and I took it trying my hardest not to tell her off and tell her how if we would have gone out at 11pm we could of had more time to hang out and since they spent all their time getting dressed, they were the ones to blame. But I kept it in, because I honestly did want her to have a good time. I left and stopped by a bar had a quick drink and some conversation and then drove home to catch some sleep. Another funny moment was when I was asking the girls about guys with awesome cars and they told me cars didn't matter, but during that conversation, a group of greasy guys in a kick ass car call some girls over and they were all over them. Maybe I just don't understand.
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