Serena at the US Open in her famous (or infamous?) leather outfitHer bootay is fabulous!
The picture below shows her that year:


Serena at the US Open in her famous (or infamous?) leather outfit

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Money changes everything.
You suddently have money and that makes you actually buy things you usually would think about 1000 times over.
You suddenly DON't have money and that makes you frugal beyond belief. You question the price / necessity of almost everything.
I got this new job (which is good) so then I bought myself a ring for Diwali. Fine. I can excuse myself for that (even though in the grand scheme of things, I'm an ass and I could have donated the 700 dollars to charity instead of watching my ring sparkle in the sunlight)
But, apart from this ring I have bought things I don't need. I usually would never do this, but I have impulsively been buying things! Not expensive things, but just any "deals" I see. Tar-jay has become my new place to be when I'm utterly bored. I go to their sale section and think "Ooo! new t-shirt!" or "OOo what a steal! $10 cool party shirt!" and then I buy them. I pat myself on the back for a job well done. I'm doing an awesome job of re-inventing my un-stylish closet!
SYKE.
I've just bought into consumerism. I have some amount of money so I think I should spend some of it. I do save a bunch each month, but instead of donating money to charity (which I always wish I could), but I spend it on myself. I am now the person I vowed never to become. I told myself I wouldn't be materialistic. But now I browse beauty / fashion blogs that offer all sorts of advice on "cheap fashion" and then try to follow their advice. Their intentions are good. MINE aren't because I've become a loser who hangs out Target too often (otherwise Target is awesome)
GOAL NEXT MONTH: DONATE 200 dollars to a good charity.
I know others have been hit very hard, Thanks to rich mothereffers and their awesome decisions, but I have been OK so far (thank you engineering degree) so I should help those less fortunate than I am and not be a dick and shop for things I definitely do NOT need.
but for those who still want to shop, i like these websites for good advice:
http://www.omiru.com/
http://www.cheapjap.com/
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I am now officially engaged to myself. I have bought myself a gorgeous ring from Jared. I can now proudly say that my first ring was NOT from my fiance, but from ME.
I actually don't want to wear an engagement or wedding ring ever. A marriage is something personal that's between two people. It doesn't need to be paraded around like a prize-winning thoroughbred. I'm so tired of women who define themselves based on the size of their rocks.
UGH.
When I went to Jared, the conversation went something like this:
Saleslady: "Hi! What can I do for you today?"
Me: "I'd like to buy a ring for myself"
SL: "Oh for yourself? Like a cocktail ring?"
Me: "Just a nice ring. yes"
SL: "Well right here we have right-hand rings.."
after 5 minutes of showing me their small selection of 'right-hand-single-girl-spinster-rings'
Me: "Well, what's on the other side of the store? Can I see those rings?"
SL: "Well those are more engagement ring style rings"
Me: "And?"
SL: "Well, you might not want to wear those on your right hand. You know they're meant for the other..they're romance rings..."
At this point I was annoyed. A ring is a fucking ring. The only person that SHOULD define WHAT the ring MEANS is the person who gifts it or wears it. "hi, here's a friendship ring for you'. "hi, marry me. here's your engagement ring".
WHY the hell does anyone else have a say in what a ring should be? IF i want to wear a fucking giant rock on my LEFT ring finger w/out being engaged, I'LL do it. I can wear a ring wherever I want.
Me: "M'am, I just want a nice ring to wear. I don't care to know if it's a 'right hand' or 'left hand' ring because I'll wear it on whichever finger I so choose so please don't define things for me."
Silence of about 30 seconds while the saleslady stared at me in shock. fuck you lady. show me the damn rings.
so she did show me around ALL over the store. I chose this one:
The gem is called citrine, 14K gold, pave diamonds around the citrine.
It's pretty, shiny, and I'm proud that the first ring I bought was for myself and not anyone else =)
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You know, you see and hear about how life after college in the working world is really fun. We're all young, nubile and perky (especially the girls get it? har har) We're making money, enjoying our independence, having sex with multiple partners with a side of no guilt (yea i wish), and relishing the silver years (golden is when you're old right?)
But no one ever mentions the amount of fucking tax is taken away each paycheck if you're single. No one mentions the monotonous 8-10 hours of work a day you do when you're a new hire. No one mentions the onslaught of bills, or how you actually DON'T get laid every weekend because you were too busy to get waxed.
I really hope the up-coming college graduates don't expect to live The Hills life where 1000's of dollars are shoved down your throat while you galavant across the town 'figuring yourself out'
The recent-college graduate life is actually a lot more difficult, tiring, and mentally draining. The fortunate ones continue partying after graduating with a bullshit degree with daddies' deep wallets. The rest of us have to try to figure out what we want to do with our lives in REAL jobs. THAT's a career in itself. I think finding the balance between enjoying your young adult status, and setting a good path for the future defines us at the stage. I hate how society / entertainment industry makes it out all to be a cake-walk and misleads the younger generation to thinking everything just comes on a silver platter.
This leads me to really hate the entertainment industry. But, that's for another blog post.
But, I do have to say my work is not as draining, since I have someone sitting next to me with a possible parasite eating her insides. It's exciting everyday to wait for it to crawl out of her (makes us all want to come to work) This one is all for you BZ. Now you're officially popular since legions of readers follow my blog.
WHEEEE! back to enjoying my early 20's.
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