One.
One word.
One moment.
One opportunity.
One Love.
One plus.
One.
Hmmm...tonight, we're gonna have some fun here. Our life is getting crazier it seems by the moment. So to get u up to speed on life down here in tha land of the beautiful people, we're gonna make this as simple as possible, and used the most simplest number known to man...or wo-man...the number one. Something different...Ok, now, here we go...So what's been on our mind...Well....
One Pot.
I was walking tonight here in South Beach, right on Meridian Ave. outside of Flamingo Park and I saw, no joke, I promise you that it looked like this guy was washing his car with a pot full of water. Is that even possible? That was our "What tha...(u can fill in tha blank with whatever)" moment...of the hour. Like, are u kidding me, pouring soap and water over ur car, I promise you I was waiting for a toothbrush to come out, and for my dude to do something straight outta that old TV show "Oz", but man...only in Miami.
One Bird Road.
There's only one Bird Road, literally, and figuratively. Ok. The other night I was creeping, or should I say out and about during the late night hours and I saw some gimmicks and stuff that really shows u that the M.I.A. might be the craziest country inside of the US. And u did read that right, I did say country! Alright, so I'm driving along, most of the time in the middle lane, because people were just driving out of control. I mean like, I don't know if folks were upset that the Intercontinental Hotel didn't have their usual LCD show on the side of the building featuring a dancing girl working out (And u wonder why Miami is party central?!!) , and instead got a poor man's version of Tetris instead...or if guys were still upset about Jodie Foster coming outta the closet, I don't know, but what I do know is that I had one hand on the steering wheel, and the other under the passenger seat looking for neckbrace kit, just in case I gotta put on an act...I mean, in case somebody hits me. Yikes! Please don't use this diary in the court of law.
One story too much.
Alright, Alright, I'm sorry. Anyways, I'm driving on Bird Road, and I kid u not, and I put this on a stack of Gideon Bibles from the Red Roof Inn...I look to my right, and I see a Chinese Restaurant. But this wasn't an ordinary buffet, or Mr. Miyagi joint where they get mad at u, when u choose two items from the same group. 'I want fried rice, and wasabi peas'..."NO, THAT'S TWO SIDES! U MUST CHOOSE ONE FROM GROUP A (With the finger indicating one.) AND ONE FROM GROUP B." 'Alright, just give me the fried rice, and a slice of that animal hanging in the window, just make sure it ain't no cat, cuz I don't eat no puss..' Let me stop....So I look, and it's a freakin' Chinese restaurant with a liquor store inside. Whah?!!! So u telling me I can get my Sweet and Sour on, with a 40 ounce of Schlitz Malt liquor. Down here in Miami, that junk was emptier than tha Monopoly Man's pockets. Put that joker right in the "Hood" , and it'll be so jumping that Guy Fieri be down there filming for days. Bulletproof vest is strictly optional...
One leg.
This also got me, and I was caught in a I don't know what to do situation. Jokes aside. I was walking...again, and I saw this gentleman on the steps of the Miami Beach Community Church. I noticed that he had no arms from afar. Which, kinda touched me already, so I began to get closer, and there was a suitcase on the ground, face up, open, with clothes inside...As I glanced over, the gentleman was trying to pick up a piece of clothing with one foot. Like a parachute it came up and fell back down. I dropped the ball on this one. But I was like, should I help this gent, or would he like resent me for trying to help him get dress. Tough one. I continued to walk, and it just hit home a little, no a lot, and I began to think in my head about our life, and how I may can relate to him...I began to think about...
One rejection.
Rejection is tough. I'm gonna get back into the jokey jokes in a few, but this must be said. When u feel rejected or brushed aside, or feel like nobody wants you. (That happens to the sexy and beautiful too), Man...That "Lollipops" for real. Questions come into ur mind like, "Why?"...I got talk here some, cuz I'm beginning to feel it. Got some time, so get ur coffee ready, this is going to be an entertaining one.
One breath.
Ok. Am I the only one who feels like when something u wanted doesn't go ur way, like, Every-freaking-body else around u, is getting what u want? C'mon let's be real, tonight...U don't get hired for a job that u know was Catwoman "purrr-fect" for you, and while ur measuring out the liquid Nitrogen, say a friend of yours or just somebody talking crazy begins to talk about they just got hired for a new gig, and this and that...Am I lying?
One mo'.
Or after u just had a breakup in a relationship, or not even that. I've had infinite amount of times where...I forgot my future wifey might be reading this...I've had one or two (Wink, Wink!) times where a girl that I doug like E. Fresh, decided to make the worst decision since Adam took the apple from Eve and not want to be associated with me for some odd reason. Well, maybe not the worse, I've seen some celebrities going to their mailbox, and well...just because u look good in everything, doesn't mean u look good in everythang my darling! But that's another day and I'll let Joan Rivers handle that...But as soon as u realize that a friendship or relationship is over. What do u see? Folks holding hands...Girls putting their hands in their man's back pocket...I've seen more people make out dead in front of me...more than a few occasions a gal will look at me, and then go all 'slob the knob' style kissing their man to make me jealous, like "I know u want this." I know I'm not the only one who's experienced all this stuff, and if so, that doesn't make it not true. Cuz it is. But those things make u stronger and u realize that when things do fall into place, u're more than ready, and willing to do whatever to make it work. I just know I ain't the only one these things have happened too...I just know.
One fall after another.
Boy, was my ego bruised the other day. Sometimes in life u realize that u need to stick to your day job. I'm sorry, Destiny and Buttercup might be reading this and reppin' 8th street tonight so let me rephrase... Sometimes in life u need to stick to your night job as well...I went roller skating with my homegirl Cynthia. And boy did I get a Ravishing Rick "Rude Awakening". Though it wasn't ravishing. It was my first time, and man...I tried, but I hit the floor so many times. I think I may have saw some people over in the cove, making bets how many times my booty would hit the floor. That brings up another story, but I can tell that...One. I just tried, one time I like...u know in those old cartoons how Goofy would run into a pole or something and his arms and legs would just be parallel with tha ground, like "Bang!" Then he would slide down the pole. I had one of those, I was thinking I was going Rockers and Violaters style just like on the old show, "Rollergames", but I got hit with the Carmen Electra and caught it. And it ain't fun, when u know ur heading straight for the pole, and u wanna get out the way, but u can't get out of the way, and all u can do is think "Oh Boy", like it's the end of ur Quantum Leap episode, cuz it is, and ur about to get tha "Oochie Walley". All I know is that I just heard a loud, "Ew", and I got a small headache like Pau Gasol the other day. A true learning experience in how u can't do it all, Austino. At least not the first time...it'll take some practice and I can get it, just some practice...I felt like this only...
One other time.
Now living down here near the beach, and like five blocks from the sand u almost have to love to swim. I was a late learner in how to swim, like 9th grade. Don't laugh! So here's the story...We had this gym class where u had to learn how to swim, like that was part of the class. I'm thinking Sea World didn't ask Shamu The Whale to walk on dry land before they hired him! Warner Brothers didn't ask Porky Pig to fly during his interview?! So why is this dude tripping?!! For real... I knew the day was coming, and since I had gym last hour, let's just say it was...
One long day.
So I go into class, strip down. I was still in a chubby state of body, hoping that life eating salads with no dressing would get me in great shape, when in reality all they did was left me in the middle of our living room with cramps in two legs crying and yelling in a falsetto that would have left Miguel give me a standing ovation. Getting back to swim class, I walk out and I have some of my basketball teammates in the class as well. My dudes Jarvis Deal and Big Murth were in there, so I just knew this was gonna be like when Beyonce fell off the stage while performing...Em-Bear-Ress-Sing! I walk around the pool, and see our teacher...Beep it...See Mr. Croll, am I'm like, "I can't swim." It had the same tone as when a guy tells his date that he didn't bring his wallet. Like...O-K, what do u want me to do about it. (That's the Miami doll response...Am I getting myself into trouble 2nite?) So homedude is basically like, "I don't care, u're getting in." As I begin to think about life and what it meant to me, all that I was about to miss like Mickey D Shamrock Shakes, and Arby's 5 for $5 deal, I began to get all swagged up. Thinking about all those old MTV Spring Breaks where guys and girls were in the pool having fun. How hard could it be?
One silly thought.
"Austin...it's ur turn." He told me to take the short or shallow end. I told him again, "I can't swim." 'Ah...just do the best you can.' I can since J Deal and Murth about to get their giggle on like they watching 10 year old getting his holla on with a Playboy Playmate. I just took a breath, hoped my Mom and Dad would not sell but keep my Jordan posters in memory of me and jumped in. Suddenly I was engulfed with water everywhere. Ain't this supposed to be like 5 feet deep? The goal was 2 swim end to end. So I did like this Stinky Leg/Harlem Shake/Lean Back thing, just to survive. I wish I could've did tha G-Unit "Can't see me" dance move, cuz I really wanted to hide from this moment. I would go down, come up and somehow I would see with a blur my boys just bugging up laughing...like they just seen the tape of Kat Williams slapping another Target employee. Now I'm doing some frog type thing with my legs...And on top of that, I forgot to breath threw my nose, so water is just White Water rushing in me. Which wasn't bad, cuz it took me two weeks for me to get dehydrated from anything...but....finally, Croll was like, "Ok, u can come out." That was so crazy, I didn't know what happened. Dudes still laughing...So embarrassing...so so embarrassing. I learned how to swim somewhat, but nothing could compare to the first time. I guess u can say that for a lot of things, huh!
One great book.
Reading this book called, "Soulacoaster" by R.Kelly. I'll discuss that later.
One craving...Two Cravings...Three.
I can only ima...u though this post was done right, nun-huh!....I can only imagine how I would be if I was a pregnant. Within the last week, I've been craving for...some KFC chicken with some hot sauce and a piece of bread on the side. Boy that sound good...Another day I was craving for some straight up yellow cake cupcakes with white frosting and sprinkles...While another day I wanted to have some cereal, like Golden Crisp or something. I got a problem, I think? What do u call somebody who craves foods he used to eat like 11 years ago. It's not fun people. Waking up in the middle of the night wishing u could have a taco from Rally's along with some biscuits from Hardees' with a BK King sandwich on the side from Burger King...If u find someone who can help, please tell them to hit me up on...
One cool cell phone.
We said the other day, I got the new Galaxy III. I'm so busy writing this, that I got to activate this thing. Whatever. But...we'll write about that later. We gotta go. Let me end with some personal nuggets.
One amazing smile.
One great invite.
One night of rest.
One more night of us.
One post closer.
One night closer.
One dream coming true.
One thanks.
One more, "Have a fun night."
Austino Galaxia.
One and Only.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Saturday, January 12, 2013
We Back.
Time to get back to the basics...If you've been reading our diary you know that we've been having a movie script of sorts in regards to our life. Our life is crazy...really, really crazy. That's why we decided to release our life in this format almost two years ago, because we feel like it's something nobody, including myself will see ever, ever again. Seems like you just have to have everything come together. Stories, some that make you cry, as well as somebody who doesn't really care in that telling some of these episodes can bring a sort of cringing and embarrassment that people just simply don't know. Somebody has to do just share some realness about this thang called life. I mean, somebody. Throughout this diary of ours we've wondered if we've stepped our bounds of sort. It's not easy. You wanna talk real, but not so real that a 4th-grader would be offended. So u may have to watch the language...sort of. Little things like that. We've always believed that even though we are writing in the present tense, where our life is heading, this is almost a look into the future. A real-time diary or memoir (Is there a difference?) into somebody's life as the go through the struggles and growing pains of what the ladder to success brings. I still don't believe that anybody has gone into the detail that we have, and not sure if anyone will. It'll be cool if somebody did. Really cool.
So as we enter the twilight of this diary, we've decided to end it as we begun. With nothing fancy, just pure...us. Telling about how our life is, and how it is developing into something that at times I love, while at other times, I wonder what's going on...Now, the crazy thing is that we still might pop in an episode of The New Adventures of Austino Galaxia to find out what's up with Yammi, Tha Boss and Julia Angelica Gutierrez...guess what we are saying is that this diary is about to get a whole lot more of us. And now, we really are about to be wild and crazy as we talk about our life here in the neighborhood of South Beach, here in Miami Beach, Florida...U.S.A. I only have a "few" (Wink!) more of the posts left y'all, so I'm going to do our best to make sure that your mind will be transformed if only for a few moments in ur day. Believe you me, this will be worth your wile. Enough talking, let's get started...I hope I still remember how to do this thang...
This Ravens/Broncos game is starting to turn into a classic. Wow! As I was gonna begin this, the Ravens just got an interception for a TD. Denver scored on a punt return. Ravens scored on a great TD throw for 59 yards, now this interception. 14-7 in the 1st, and only 6 minutes has gone by. Cool. Oh, this is why I love to keep a diary and write real-time. U never know what u gonna get...or definitely what we're gonna write about. (Cough, Cough)
It's so...so refreshing to have our neighborhood back. Thank You Hey Seuss! These last few weeks down here in Miami, but more specifically in our neck of the woods of South Beach has been out of control. It started with Art Basel in early December and hasn't stopped. It's like everybody and there Mama Mia is coming down here to kick it. Christmas and New Year's was packed. Then with the college football games going on, it was just silly. Everyday, I was thinking two things. One, I think K. Weezy is gonna name his baby after me, since he's always talking about Austin in his verses ("Power", Rick Ross's"Maybach Music Part 2"...listen up peeps, he says our name A LOT!)...And two, "I just want to be able to find a parking space." I really don't feel like walking the Damascus Road just to walk into my showroom. Not cool. I had to do that stuff for the Super Bowl one night. I promise you, I crip walked like 10 Miami blocks just to find our place. It's great to for folks to visit and get their swag on, but it's different also.
Broncos scored 14-14 tie game, still in the 1st quarter. Miami is like, it's tough to describe. I've never seen a place where I absolutely believe that nobody works. For real. I know when I come home to SoBe, it's like the middle of the day or morning, and I'm like, "Does anybody have a job?" I say that in a nice way, cuz it's like everybody has just Trust Fund money somewhere and are enjoying the good life 24/7. Now I get mine in as well, but it's really like a fantasy world. There's no place like it. Then we get so spoiled down here with the weather. In Denver right now it feels like 2 degrees with wind chill. Right now, we are in the upper 70s, and today felt really like a beach day. Just something about coming down here that makes everybody feel so liberated and sexy, and really and truly young. People act like kids with an adult bank account. U may hate it at times...but deep down u gotta love it. I like to live where everybody around the world wants to visit. Only a few cities can say that...and even fewer neighborhoods can say that. One of a kind.
I'm going to just tell our life, as we see it. So, just keep in mind...wait, this is our 300 something post, I can say what I want right?!! Alright then...we're really starting to live a wealthy, not rich, type of life. Learning to take advantage of technology and live in a futuristic type of way. U know...I sleep in an oxygen tank, have a robot make my oatmeal, and even have my lights come on automatically just by the presence of me walking in. Kind of like how the Undertaker used to enter the ring in the WWF.... Well...not quite. But I'm learning to just have fun, and really make the blessings we do have work to do more. We shop differently. When it comes to clothes, we buy things that are more of an...investment. I look now, and it's like every style is all about the '90s. (The Best decade to date...just saying!) U got the neon colors and the old Unionbay jean washes coming back in. The hairstyles of high-top fades, and parts in the head. And I'm starting to like how these baby dolls are beginning to rock the short hair-dos. I was checking out Charlize Theron at the Lakers game, and I've been noticing it quite a bit down here in "The land of the beautiful people", and some girls actually look good with it. But even though we have some things we are about to pick up here shortly, I'm looking into things that last. I love color. I was just thinking, I absolutely can't remember tha last time I wore the color black...at least on the outside. Besides my E. Armani undies, I just don't do it. I really don't remember...I guess color just brightens your day, and makes u feel good. That's what I want in life...Also, by the way, I can't believe Charlize Theron is 37 years old. An ageless beauty, huh...As Da Brat used to say, "That's what I'm looking for."
Tha cell phone. Man...it's crazy how this thing has become like everything in some of our lives. It's unbelievable how much you can do just on this gadget. Our time to upgrade with ATT has come, and the last say...ah...month, we've been trying to figure out what to do. Everybody is talking about the IPhone and this phenomenon that is Apple. Then u also have Samsung trying to do their thing. Then I was deciding should I just let this contract expire in a few months...it's really a difficult decision. I've had the Whiteberry for so long, and the Torch is a great phone, just they don't have no apps. Plus, I don't know too many people within my circle who have a Blackberry, so the greatness of the BBM is mute, when it comes to me. All in all, we didn't know until...the other day, we came upon an UNBELIEVABLE deal, for the Samsung Galaxy III, and some of the features are just scary. I'm a little behind, I know, but...we'll be talking about it more once it arrives to tha crib here shortly. Besides, I had to get the Galaxy right? I mean, our name is Austino Galaxia!! Duh...
U know what's beginning to turn me on right now? Any guesses? No, I"m not talking about chocolate, vanilla cake incense or a farm girl who tells me she knows how to milk a cow...I shouldn't said that, but..Anyways, Galaxia fam, I'm talking about the use of big words. I'm really think it's so sexy when I hear jargon that isn't usually used in our vocabulary. Our society has become so sensitized to that same phrases and stuff. It's exquisite when u hear vernacular used in unique but proper ways. I think when u used different words it can show ur intelligence, and I think it can also illustrate a part of snobbyness that I kind of like, cuz it makes you different from the normal 5th grade talk you hear everywhere u go. Once again, it's all about expanding to live in a wealthy manner, and not just the same old. It's all about sophistication. Ya dig! (Ha ha!)
Well, is there anything else? After this gonna look and see if we can do something different with the layout of our diary here online. You can't see our past entries, so u may have a new look coming up here...We got some stuff in the mail from London, and from Sweden. Our life is global. It really is. I love learning about different cultures and different people who live in different places. That's fun to me. That's one thing about Miami, u get to really have an inside perspective from authentic people who weren't born here in the States...Oh! What a catch for another Ravens TD! 21-21 tie, again! Wow....But, I love diversity...Love it.
That's it, for now. I'm gonna strive to write this like the old days when nothing is held back, and u get the soul of who we are as a person, as if u haven't already! Just a kid who wants to have fun, and now this is the best time to be us. And I want u to be part of it as well.
Bye,
Austino Galaxia
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
A Poem Of Sight.
(Tonight, once again, is gonna be different. If you've been reading throughout our diary, you'll see that I love to write some poems every now and then...Right now, I'm really...really...little emotional, to say the least. So I hope that you can feel every single emotion within us as u read this...it may be funny, it may be sad, it may just be the craziest thing u've ever read...or it might be the best. We have no idea where it's gonna lead, just let The Author in the Sky direct us, and let's see what shall happen. (Huge Blow)....Here we go...)
Our mind often wonders, like many,
Just how long it will take.
You've been on this road, for years,
Like the infinity sign for God's sake.
Now it's different, like never before,
And I can feel it in the air.
It used to be fun as roses,
Or even a trip to the County Fair.
Seemingly, we're at that special time in life,
One every one stops upon at one point.
The one where u have to make that decision,
Go hard, or simply quit and smoke a joint.
I'm starting to feel this thing y'all,
When I say that u better beware.
Just let me go, don't interrupt me,
A text or call, u betta not dare.
I'm mad. Quite simple.
Just like my boy LL Cool J did shout.
We're determined to make a point,
And my Papa up above said go and knock urself out.
Am I the only one who simply feels, ready,
For a change of a lifetime.
Like they've been through it all now,
And now it's time for just a little sunshine?
Is that too much to ask for?
I mean, I know I'm kind of snobby.
But, that's who I am, who've I've become,
I've now taken up "Never Again" as my new hobby.
Some people who read this may wonder,
Why doesn't he just shut up, he has the life.
Got the money, Got the location,
Where are you coming with all this strife?
See, that's what I'm talking about,
Right here, now and clearer than ever.
Our life is so much more than meets the eye,
If u figured it out, u're so totally clever.
This is the problem with life,
We look so much at things through sight.
But it's what you can't see, those dreams,
Or nightmare days that keep one up at night.
Tonight, we're gonna just let loose,
Like we're back in circa 2K 11.
Back when life was a little more tame,
When I had a little taste of Heaven.
This is just the intro folks,
So get ur popcorn ready.
Call ur friends, Cancel that date,
Maybe pop in No Doubt's Rock Steady.
I'm gonna take you on a ride,
Perhaps the last one of it's kind.
So sit back, and clear you head,
The title of this one is...
Faith Blind.
We're a dreamer, like others,
Just we dream that things will become new.
Blame it on our childhood, or those Bible verses,
Heck, blame it on us eating glue.
Don't act like you've never done it,
Surprisingly not many have tried.
Don't folks know the coolest people do it,
Elmer's is easily in my last meal top five.
I just think anything is possible,
Even those things never seen.
I like those things even more,
Those get the honors most deservedly deemed.
I don't know, I just think life is cool,
And each day is so like dope.
It's better than any artificial high,
Well, better than sex, I don't know,
I better not go down that slippery slope.
Maybe I want too much out of life,
The babes, the life, all that's South Beach.
The ride, The mansion,
Oh...and 2 Broke Girls to be interrupted,
For my Sexiest Man Alive Speech.
What I'm finding out though,
That's is sooo tough to find a mind alike.
Disappointed so many times,
It's like flying Virgin America from Miami on a flight.
U think, Does anybody care,
Or have we all just settled for something less.
Have we just thrown our hands up,
Is it now acceptable to Lance Armstrong on the test?
No pun intended, but it's true,
I'm tired of seeing...settle.
You can do better, I know it,
Ur boiling water in a stupid pan,
When in front of you is a golden tea kettle.
That's what's been on our mind, as of late,
Austino, u might have to lower ur level.
But why should I, I'm really pretty simple,
A face like an angel, who can suck like a dirt devil!
Now I'm just joking really,
And I'm not gonna talk about that love thing...yet.
U know that's later in this poem,
Almost like taking the Patriots in a Super Bowl bet.
I do feel that way though, like,
What has been created.
U try to just be urself,
The more u do, the more u wanna be sedated.
I may be the only who feels this way,
If so, I guess as the Beatles say, "Let It Be".
More and more, I think I'm like a blueprint,
One for the present and future to see.
It's like no matter what you do,
The script has already been done.
But u still wonder the what's the next turn,
Is Galaxia and Julia Angelica gonna go back to having fun?
That's an inside joke, from the last episode of our script,
Where those 2 are gonna me for a mini-date.
I don't even know what's gonna happen next,
So read it right here, right now, before it's too late.
I like the city of Miami,
It in many ways describes us to a tee.
A big town, small town feel,
I think I know the names of even every flea.
It's fun, it's beachy,
It's why people wanna come and joy.
It's sexy, It's artsy,
It's where u wanna catch that new boy toy.
Let me stop right here, and don't get offended,
But those last two words are personal to me.
Nothing I can do, or even say,
I just wonder is all that people in me see?
A boy toy, very interesting,
I wrote about that a long time ago.
It's like people think play with you, and gawk,
Or even eat you like some new play-doh.
Yeah, I ate that too as a kid,
No wonder I'm so crazy.
Jokes aside though...I shake our head,
Even strangers give an eye so doughnut glazy.
When u push and push,
U just wanna see some kind of change.
All this effort and no results,
U feel like an outcast, and ever so deranged.
Why does everybody get theirs?
And they work so less.
It's like a parade being thrown,
And u didn't even invite the band best.
I might just have to change, u know,
Just roll with all the punches.
I can do that with the best of them, believe me,
I should sit back, and stop doing all these crunches.
Yeah, yeah, that's it, be normal.
Isn't that the phrase of 20 one three?
The economy stinks, jobs are less,
And what's life is the Lakers can't win a straight three?
But freakin' A, No...not yet,
Yet it's temptation at its peak.
It's like being in the room with Pamela, Lil Kim,
And every other sexy little freak.
You look, see, and think,
Is it worth it anymore?
Feel like Hugh Grant in Love Actually,
When for his future queen, he knocked on every door.
Austin, perhaps that's the key, right there,
That you have to do whatever it takes.
For some it may take a dab of tha cup,
For others u may have to show the whole cake.
It's just when u've felt like u've done your best,
For so long, u want sumthing to show.
I know that's part of the game,
But we've worked like Paula Deen, so where's tha dough?
That's why I love to read so much,
Just to see others who've gone through this too.
Kicking rocks while walking,
Praying until your cheeks turn blue.
Simply to get some idea, to know,
Are we on the right track?
If not, I need to know right now,
I already have a ready backpack.
Be patient...Be patient.
So much easier said than done.
Funny how those who say that,
Are they who've already got...one.
I think that's why this who diary was created,
Something so unique and unscaled.
People can talk fine and dandy after the fact,
But what about when u're trapped in life's whale?
Real talk, and that's why we're writing right now,
Instead, of watching the ball game tonight.
It's being DVR'd, which is cool,
But my dreams are in danger of falling from their height.
I'm self-motivated beyond words,
But sometimes it can leave u spent.
U get past being told, "No", or being cut off in traffic,
But why did they have to hit tha ride and put a dent.
These are the times where u dig, and dig,
Hoping that something's there u can fend.
Just today, I just questioned myself,
When would this nightmare end?
Our life is cool, have the best of everything,
Shouldn't complain a bit.
U just want more, just to get u over the edge,
Like a girl with nice body but still want surgery on her ---s.
I'm not one for talking,
I can be as superficial as one can get.
I go all Gnarls Barkley over a pimple,
And this new haircut is still giving me a mental fit.
So believe you me, I can talk about these things,
Many days in a Modeling Agency I spent.
I guess that's why I talk about real beauty so much,
I'm not just a client...I'm the President.
Sure somebody might be yelling at the screen,
When are you gonna talk about love.
Well, here u go, I'll try to be like a Prince,
And not get a cry from a dove.
U know it's crazy when u see names,
Just pop up like a VH1 video.
This episode, that episode,
It's like a living Seinfeld show.
Sometimes u giggle,
While others make u laugh in a burst.
U wonder why u did what you did at the time,
Your name ain't Sprite, u coulda obeyed your thirst!
I was telling a girl story today,
One about us be stalked like silk.
She said, 'those things only happen to you.',
Now u know why I feel like a cow who can't give milk.
As crazy as this diary has been,
I STILL have stories untold.
Let's see, on the eve of this one New Year's Eve,
How I almost got involved with this attractive 36-year old.
Or Gabriella who was from Brazil,
And still might be the cutest thing I've ever seen.
Dress was trendy, smile was deadly,
And her cinnamon skin was so ProActive clean.
I told my boy JB, I'm going in next time I see here,
Here she comes, hair bouncing so free.
I literally ran out the dorm room, no lines only truth,
And we'll let Cupid be the decider of destiny.
I was like blah, blah, blah...What?,
Is it my game u future playboys u seek.
I can't tell you that, cuz I don't give game,
But that girl broke my heart when she said,
She was leaving in a week.
So much bro, here's another one,
And this is on me.
There was this girl with curly hair, slim build,
But her face was really incredible.
She had a boyfriend which was cool,
I always anticpate so much.
But that wasn't what got me,
My soul got tickled by another touch.
See the whole time me and this doll was talking,
It was like watching us two put on a show.
Cuz the Professor was standing up there,
Gawking at us,
And then looked away like we didn't know.
All these episodes, many lessons
I did not seek.
And I got a few more to one day share,
Which all just happened within the last week.
That wasn't the plan, to share that talk,
We should give a thought.
Some people catch love,
Others just happen to get caught.
As for us, we've already said enough,
About this and that and about who.
I'm at that point right now where,
There ain't nothing else I can do.
See once u've seen what u've seen,
U learn to let things happen.
Once u try to force things,
Or MAKE folk love ya,
Ur spirits become a dampen.
It can be different for single folk,
And it might be too real to even talk.
But if I'm gonna be who I am,
Then I better be one to walk tha walk.
I'm gonna take it another level,
Those who are the most beauty.
After all I've been through,
My need to talk is my sacred duty.
Sometimes u wonder,
Why God created me like this?
I'm so attracting on the eyes,
But it's my personality that people miss.
Then...when they finally begin to know you,
You seem too good to be true.
Wait, you look good, you're funny as can be,
No disrespect but I'm not good enough for you.
That's what makes you special,
And what makes you one of a kind.
I've said it once, and I'll say it again,
A mate should make love to your,
Soul...Body...and Mind.
As I started this poetic fiasco,
I'm here to say.
Don't lower your standards,
Just so that you can Friday night play.
Always date up, always...
And that ain't talking just about money.
We look on what a person does so much,
When we forget just about how they are so funny.
Just last night, I was thinking about this girl,
And wondering should I approach or leave it up to fate.
But the funky thing that was on my mind was,
Whether or not I should even think about her,
Just because of her weight.
My conclusion was, "beep it",
And how dare I even think a thing.
She's gives us an eye, she's a cutie,
And under all that could be an angel's wing.
These are real issues, especially in my life,
And I know others here in the island of fantasy.
U think about ur image, of even who's ur friend,
When it should be how u feel about them,
Not what others see.
I say that not because I've mastered that,
It's a daily grind of the mind.
I'm just learning that beauty comes in many shapes and colors,
And if others don't agree...that's fine.
Now it's about being around the best,
And those who want to elevate.
U'll be surprised who has similar views,
It might just take a courtroom interrogate.
Our love life is one of legend,
And it was supposed to be that way.
Now we've moved on,
With lessons in our pocket,
Like an IPhone after pay day.
Well, I don't know what's about to happen,
Maybe this was like a poem of 'Twas The Night Before.'
I have a funny feeling,
That there's a lot of fun upcoming in-store.
But our thoughts have been on our mind,
Like happy hour on Brickell Ave..
So much say, don't know if anybody would ever read this,
Hopefully a piece of my soul has crossed your path.
I've given my best y'all,
And I hope I've done alright.
Just want one day live in a Galaxy,
Out of sight.
One which it's nothing but fun,
And great times to share.
One where true love is appreciated,
And not this one night affair.
The time for us to stop writing is coming soon,
This poem may be the last of its day.
But at least I've shared who we are,
In a goofy, yet thoughtful way.
So that's it, thanks for your time,
The pleasure has been all on me.
Til next time, I'll guarantee,
You'll see a different me.
Good things are about to happen.
That's not just for me but also for you.
It took a long time, I understand,
But that's just so that you can grown.
Heartbreaks, tears,
Years felt wasted off your life.
They just act like it didn't happen,
But guess what now it's ur time to strike.
You're ready, I know I am,
Find anybody more ready, Not...
You'll never find.
That's the beauty of the journey,
U close your eyes and see the prize,
Remember...to get what you want,
You must have tha final ingredient,
And that's...
Simply why it's called...
Faith Blind.
Austino Galaxia.
Our mind often wonders, like many,
Just how long it will take.
You've been on this road, for years,
Like the infinity sign for God's sake.
Now it's different, like never before,
And I can feel it in the air.
It used to be fun as roses,
Or even a trip to the County Fair.
Seemingly, we're at that special time in life,
One every one stops upon at one point.
The one where u have to make that decision,
Go hard, or simply quit and smoke a joint.
I'm starting to feel this thing y'all,
When I say that u better beware.
Just let me go, don't interrupt me,
A text or call, u betta not dare.
I'm mad. Quite simple.
Just like my boy LL Cool J did shout.
We're determined to make a point,
And my Papa up above said go and knock urself out.
Am I the only one who simply feels, ready,
For a change of a lifetime.
Like they've been through it all now,
And now it's time for just a little sunshine?
Is that too much to ask for?
I mean, I know I'm kind of snobby.
But, that's who I am, who've I've become,
I've now taken up "Never Again" as my new hobby.
Some people who read this may wonder,
Why doesn't he just shut up, he has the life.
Got the money, Got the location,
Where are you coming with all this strife?
See, that's what I'm talking about,
Right here, now and clearer than ever.
Our life is so much more than meets the eye,
If u figured it out, u're so totally clever.
This is the problem with life,
We look so much at things through sight.
But it's what you can't see, those dreams,
Or nightmare days that keep one up at night.
Tonight, we're gonna just let loose,
Like we're back in circa 2K 11.
Back when life was a little more tame,
When I had a little taste of Heaven.
This is just the intro folks,
So get ur popcorn ready.
Call ur friends, Cancel that date,
Maybe pop in No Doubt's Rock Steady.
I'm gonna take you on a ride,
Perhaps the last one of it's kind.
So sit back, and clear you head,
The title of this one is...
Faith Blind.
We're a dreamer, like others,
Just we dream that things will become new.
Blame it on our childhood, or those Bible verses,
Heck, blame it on us eating glue.
Don't act like you've never done it,
Surprisingly not many have tried.
Don't folks know the coolest people do it,
Elmer's is easily in my last meal top five.
I just think anything is possible,
Even those things never seen.
I like those things even more,
Those get the honors most deservedly deemed.
I don't know, I just think life is cool,
And each day is so like dope.
It's better than any artificial high,
Well, better than sex, I don't know,
I better not go down that slippery slope.
Maybe I want too much out of life,
The babes, the life, all that's South Beach.
The ride, The mansion,
Oh...and 2 Broke Girls to be interrupted,
For my Sexiest Man Alive Speech.
What I'm finding out though,
That's is sooo tough to find a mind alike.
Disappointed so many times,
It's like flying Virgin America from Miami on a flight.
U think, Does anybody care,
Or have we all just settled for something less.
Have we just thrown our hands up,
Is it now acceptable to Lance Armstrong on the test?
No pun intended, but it's true,
I'm tired of seeing...settle.
You can do better, I know it,
Ur boiling water in a stupid pan,
When in front of you is a golden tea kettle.
That's what's been on our mind, as of late,
Austino, u might have to lower ur level.
But why should I, I'm really pretty simple,
A face like an angel, who can suck like a dirt devil!
Now I'm just joking really,
And I'm not gonna talk about that love thing...yet.
U know that's later in this poem,
Almost like taking the Patriots in a Super Bowl bet.
I do feel that way though, like,
What has been created.
U try to just be urself,
The more u do, the more u wanna be sedated.
I may be the only who feels this way,
If so, I guess as the Beatles say, "Let It Be".
More and more, I think I'm like a blueprint,
One for the present and future to see.
It's like no matter what you do,
The script has already been done.
But u still wonder the what's the next turn,
Is Galaxia and Julia Angelica gonna go back to having fun?
That's an inside joke, from the last episode of our script,
Where those 2 are gonna me for a mini-date.
I don't even know what's gonna happen next,
So read it right here, right now, before it's too late.
I like the city of Miami,
It in many ways describes us to a tee.
A big town, small town feel,
I think I know the names of even every flea.
It's fun, it's beachy,
It's why people wanna come and joy.
It's sexy, It's artsy,
It's where u wanna catch that new boy toy.
Let me stop right here, and don't get offended,
But those last two words are personal to me.
Nothing I can do, or even say,
I just wonder is all that people in me see?
A boy toy, very interesting,
I wrote about that a long time ago.
It's like people think play with you, and gawk,
Or even eat you like some new play-doh.
Yeah, I ate that too as a kid,
No wonder I'm so crazy.
Jokes aside though...I shake our head,
Even strangers give an eye so doughnut glazy.
When u push and push,
U just wanna see some kind of change.
All this effort and no results,
U feel like an outcast, and ever so deranged.
Why does everybody get theirs?
And they work so less.
It's like a parade being thrown,
And u didn't even invite the band best.
I might just have to change, u know,
Just roll with all the punches.
I can do that with the best of them, believe me,
I should sit back, and stop doing all these crunches.
Yeah, yeah, that's it, be normal.
Isn't that the phrase of 20 one three?
The economy stinks, jobs are less,
And what's life is the Lakers can't win a straight three?
But freakin' A, No...not yet,
Yet it's temptation at its peak.
It's like being in the room with Pamela, Lil Kim,
And every other sexy little freak.
You look, see, and think,
Is it worth it anymore?
Feel like Hugh Grant in Love Actually,
When for his future queen, he knocked on every door.
Austin, perhaps that's the key, right there,
That you have to do whatever it takes.
For some it may take a dab of tha cup,
For others u may have to show the whole cake.
It's just when u've felt like u've done your best,
For so long, u want sumthing to show.
I know that's part of the game,
But we've worked like Paula Deen, so where's tha dough?
That's why I love to read so much,
Just to see others who've gone through this too.
Kicking rocks while walking,
Praying until your cheeks turn blue.
Simply to get some idea, to know,
Are we on the right track?
If not, I need to know right now,
I already have a ready backpack.
Be patient...Be patient.
So much easier said than done.
Funny how those who say that,
Are they who've already got...one.
I think that's why this who diary was created,
Something so unique and unscaled.
People can talk fine and dandy after the fact,
But what about when u're trapped in life's whale?
Real talk, and that's why we're writing right now,
Instead, of watching the ball game tonight.
It's being DVR'd, which is cool,
But my dreams are in danger of falling from their height.
I'm self-motivated beyond words,
But sometimes it can leave u spent.
U get past being told, "No", or being cut off in traffic,
But why did they have to hit tha ride and put a dent.
These are the times where u dig, and dig,
Hoping that something's there u can fend.
Just today, I just questioned myself,
When would this nightmare end?
Our life is cool, have the best of everything,
Shouldn't complain a bit.
U just want more, just to get u over the edge,
Like a girl with nice body but still want surgery on her ---s.
I'm not one for talking,
I can be as superficial as one can get.
I go all Gnarls Barkley over a pimple,
And this new haircut is still giving me a mental fit.
So believe you me, I can talk about these things,
Many days in a Modeling Agency I spent.
I guess that's why I talk about real beauty so much,
I'm not just a client...I'm the President.
Sure somebody might be yelling at the screen,
When are you gonna talk about love.
Well, here u go, I'll try to be like a Prince,
And not get a cry from a dove.
U know it's crazy when u see names,
Just pop up like a VH1 video.
This episode, that episode,
It's like a living Seinfeld show.
Sometimes u giggle,
While others make u laugh in a burst.
U wonder why u did what you did at the time,
Your name ain't Sprite, u coulda obeyed your thirst!
I was telling a girl story today,
One about us be stalked like silk.
She said, 'those things only happen to you.',
Now u know why I feel like a cow who can't give milk.
As crazy as this diary has been,
I STILL have stories untold.
Let's see, on the eve of this one New Year's Eve,
How I almost got involved with this attractive 36-year old.
Or Gabriella who was from Brazil,
And still might be the cutest thing I've ever seen.
Dress was trendy, smile was deadly,
And her cinnamon skin was so ProActive clean.
I told my boy JB, I'm going in next time I see here,
Here she comes, hair bouncing so free.
I literally ran out the dorm room, no lines only truth,
And we'll let Cupid be the decider of destiny.
I was like blah, blah, blah...What?,
Is it my game u future playboys u seek.
I can't tell you that, cuz I don't give game,
But that girl broke my heart when she said,
She was leaving in a week.
So much bro, here's another one,
And this is on me.
There was this girl with curly hair, slim build,
But her face was really incredible.
She had a boyfriend which was cool,
I always anticpate so much.
But that wasn't what got me,
My soul got tickled by another touch.
See the whole time me and this doll was talking,
It was like watching us two put on a show.
Cuz the Professor was standing up there,
Gawking at us,
And then looked away like we didn't know.
All these episodes, many lessons
I did not seek.
And I got a few more to one day share,
Which all just happened within the last week.
That wasn't the plan, to share that talk,
We should give a thought.
Some people catch love,
Others just happen to get caught.
As for us, we've already said enough,
About this and that and about who.
I'm at that point right now where,
There ain't nothing else I can do.
See once u've seen what u've seen,
U learn to let things happen.
Once u try to force things,
Or MAKE folk love ya,
Ur spirits become a dampen.
It can be different for single folk,
And it might be too real to even talk.
But if I'm gonna be who I am,
Then I better be one to walk tha walk.
I'm gonna take it another level,
Those who are the most beauty.
After all I've been through,
My need to talk is my sacred duty.
Sometimes u wonder,
Why God created me like this?
I'm so attracting on the eyes,
But it's my personality that people miss.
Then...when they finally begin to know you,
You seem too good to be true.
Wait, you look good, you're funny as can be,
No disrespect but I'm not good enough for you.
That's what makes you special,
And what makes you one of a kind.
I've said it once, and I'll say it again,
A mate should make love to your,
Soul...Body...and Mind.
As I started this poetic fiasco,
I'm here to say.
Don't lower your standards,
Just so that you can Friday night play.
Always date up, always...
And that ain't talking just about money.
We look on what a person does so much,
When we forget just about how they are so funny.
Just last night, I was thinking about this girl,
And wondering should I approach or leave it up to fate.
But the funky thing that was on my mind was,
Whether or not I should even think about her,
Just because of her weight.
My conclusion was, "beep it",
And how dare I even think a thing.
She's gives us an eye, she's a cutie,
And under all that could be an angel's wing.
These are real issues, especially in my life,
And I know others here in the island of fantasy.
U think about ur image, of even who's ur friend,
When it should be how u feel about them,
Not what others see.
I say that not because I've mastered that,
It's a daily grind of the mind.
I'm just learning that beauty comes in many shapes and colors,
And if others don't agree...that's fine.
Now it's about being around the best,
And those who want to elevate.
U'll be surprised who has similar views,
It might just take a courtroom interrogate.
Our love life is one of legend,
And it was supposed to be that way.
Now we've moved on,
With lessons in our pocket,
Like an IPhone after pay day.
Well, I don't know what's about to happen,
Maybe this was like a poem of 'Twas The Night Before.'
I have a funny feeling,
That there's a lot of fun upcoming in-store.
But our thoughts have been on our mind,
Like happy hour on Brickell Ave..
So much say, don't know if anybody would ever read this,
Hopefully a piece of my soul has crossed your path.
I've given my best y'all,
And I hope I've done alright.
Just want one day live in a Galaxy,
Out of sight.
One which it's nothing but fun,
And great times to share.
One where true love is appreciated,
And not this one night affair.
The time for us to stop writing is coming soon,
This poem may be the last of its day.
But at least I've shared who we are,
In a goofy, yet thoughtful way.
So that's it, thanks for your time,
The pleasure has been all on me.
Til next time, I'll guarantee,
You'll see a different me.
Good things are about to happen.
That's not just for me but also for you.
It took a long time, I understand,
But that's just so that you can grown.
Heartbreaks, tears,
Years felt wasted off your life.
They just act like it didn't happen,
But guess what now it's ur time to strike.
You're ready, I know I am,
Find anybody more ready, Not...
You'll never find.
That's the beauty of the journey,
U close your eyes and see the prize,
Remember...to get what you want,
You must have tha final ingredient,
And that's...
Simply why it's called...
Faith Blind.
Austino Galaxia.
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Words from Austino Galaxia's Soul.
This is gonna be an old school post, no drama, no skit, no script, just us, Austin...or Austino Galaxia. I don't know why I'm writing this right now, but I guess I need to take it back to how we used to do things within our diary. U know, before all the Hollywood writing that has been happening over the last several weeks. C'mon now, nobody's been ready for all this. Let's be quite honest, cuz I know that I haven't. I'm just a kid who loves to have fun, and who's been expressing it in a creative way. Now that we are living it up, we begin to think about how can one take things to the next level. Humm???
If you've been reading our stuff, even before we have been living in this sitcom drama starring Yammi, Tha Boss, and the ever beautiful Julia Angelica Gutierrez, u've seen our life from a very unique perspective. I think if you dig even deeper into the characters you can see some very good analogies for different parts of our life. I'll leave that for you to decipher. (Oh, how I luv using tha big words!!) But, it's been interesting...now as we write on this Sunday, we are deciding which way to turn. Do we wanna dig full time into continuing with this unique script...would it be cool to go back to how we used to tell just how our life unfolds with photos and videos as such...Should we stop writing period? Let me hit the pause button on life's DVR for a minute and elaborate.
How many times have we threatened to just hang 'em up from penning our life? I feel like a guy in a relationship with a mad beauty of a girl, which no matter how much u wanna leave, u just keep coming back, u know. There is something just exhilarating from us just writing. Maybe it's because I know that we're living a lifestyle that won't ever be duplicated again. Maybe it's because that we feel like somebody, somewhere, at some moment might need a blueprint on how to deal with life, self-doubt, girls (Did I just write that?!), money, fame, and the feeling of wanting to become the best at being just...you. I'm one of the most egotistical people you've never met. And I'm one of the most humble people that you've met as well. That contradiction alone is worth a Oliver Stone movie. I feel like my whole life is about all these Ying and Yangs...
I watch what I eat, and don't like to eat certain things consistently like red meat, yet I can sit through a whole marathon of Guy Fieri Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives on a Saturday night...Or I the type of person who looks at a pair of nice Emporio Armani undies (Limited Edition Italian Green and Red stripes) and think, "Man, $22 for a pair of these boxer briefs is so cheap."...Yet on the other hand, be like, "You gotta be kidding me, they want $3.29 for a box of Eggo waffles...Obama where are you at when I need you!!" I guess that's what makes us who we are, and there are a lot more things I can get into, but why don't you just look at some of our old posts and you can see what craziness lies beneath our skin. Speaking of which, I totally got to exfoliate my face here soon... have to protect the 'money maker' u know!
Oh boy, I had plans on walking down here to Ocean Drive to check out this BCS football fan fest thing they have going on, but...I'm getting a sense that I need to write right now, so...here we are, and you get something even more special and just for you....
Us.
So where do we start...as this might just turn into a tell-all. Perhaps this is a sneak preview into what's too come. Alright, here we go...
So a new year is upon us, and it doesn't seem like it really. I mean 2013? That doesn't even sound right, does it? But I'm not concerned about making this year, the best year or what not...our thoughts are in starting something special. I know in this diary you hear us talk about having our own "era", something that you can relate to. When I was a kid, that was how I was brought up in a way. In sports, u had the "Magic-Bird" era, "The Bulls" era, "The Steroid" era (No comment on that) and others who had their hey day like Tyson or Sampras or those old Cowboys teams in Dallas. In fashion, I grew up directly in what we know as the "Brand era" when a shirt that simply said, Versace or Calvin Klein or Polo or Nautica of DKNY could be sold for many a dollars just by having a few letters on it. I'm not even talking about FUBU, or Von Dutch or what was that brand that had the Disney characters on it? Oh, yes...Iceburg. That was the environment I was branded into in a way. It seemed like every person or product that had any relevance in life from Hummer to MTV Spring Break's to Babyface to Lexus to Video Vixens to Hype Williams to Bad Boy Records to Nike to Discman's to neon color outfits to Anna Kournikova to dating someone of a different race being ultra taboo to dating someone of a different race being the "it" thang, we've lived through seemingly it all, but not everything. Huh.
What makes all those things so unique is that even though people claim everybody has their 15 minutes of fame, these trends or people of celebrity seemingly had more than that. Some 30 minutes, some 45, others had like an afternoon special worth. But for several years and some decades, even though they might not know it, they had...their time. Maybe it was too much of me watching those tabloid shows like Hard Copy or A Current Affair, or Inside Edition that has brainwashed my way into that kind of upbringing, but I guess I always just believed in becoming a star and being The Best...and just living in a way that when you say our name or read our diary or just being around us, that you get a sense or tingling that you are around something special and unique. Not from a look at me standpoint, but from a we're having fun...together standpoint. That's what we've always wanted...and that's been a prayer to be used in a way that hasn't been done before...ever.
With all those dreams and goals and stuff, I have had to learn...a lot. Others who strive for different goals and having their dreams come true also find themselves wondering, "Is it worth it?" and definitely wondering "I didn't think it would have to be so hard." People from the outside in, can sometimes say things like "Keep ur head up" or "They said it wasn't supposed to be easy" or "Love will happen when u least expect it", but until you go through it...until u've had people diss you, or tell you 'no' when u want better for them than they even want for themselves or until you've had friendships or relationships end with a kiss (I don't even wanna kiss a girl anymore cuz that could mean the end!! Huh, or maybe I should 69 kiss the other set of lips and maybe...). But I'm being real, and I know others feel us, and if they don't perhaps they aren't striving to become something and someone better than what they are. It can be a grind. They claim that much given, much expected. And being a leader of any kind ain't easy. It can sometimes make you feel like ur just in an army of...one. Like doesn't anybody else wanna have fun for a night without having to do with sex. Doesn't anybody wanna go to the other side of town even though u don't know anybody there? Is there somebody, somewhere, who thinks...it's been a while since I've heard somebody say, "I can't do that" or "I can't eat that", sometimes just to hear that once will propel u to a whole 'nother level since we live in a society where any and every thing goes. Huh.
As I've grown younger...That wasn't a typo either...we've learned that it can be so easy to confirm to the status quo. Especially, when what you've been doing hasn't translated into the success that u've wanted. U just be like, "forget this", I've been trying to hold this high standard of success and it hasn't brought me nothing but nights cradling a pillow and days eating pork and beans, while using the water inside the can for a ghetto brewski. While this guy or girl, is doing whatever, and gets to travel the world, eat without gaining a pound, and is banging all the South Beach sexys. That's when you really have to look within...and keep digging. And that's when the true and real you come out.
The other day someone asked me...now that I think about it, I'm getting asked this question more often. Interesting. My Mom asked me the other day (Luv Ya! Pops too!) and this guy asked me basically how to define beauty. With the guy I told him a few names that I thought was pretty...With my Moms I told her it was really impossible to define "my type". I say this because much of what has been written in this diary has been about some of our love experiences and such. As I told my Mom, I don't think there's been anybody...and I mean this...ANYBODY who's been around more beautiful women than we have. From physical standpoint to a coolness standpoint to...just today I was walking out to go to Fresh Market to go get some milk. I walk past this door that was open, and I think a new tenant has moved in. Now on yesterday....I guess this is another story right. Our life, I tell ya...Now, yesterday, as I was leaving the building to go work out, I opened the door, and this girl to our right was outside near the front window, I walked out, and as it was about to shut, she ran to get it but...Click! It close. So after a few steps I doubled back, and told her, "I got ya" like the Lupe Fiasco song says, and opened the door back up from her. She said, "Thank you" in this very Czechoslovakian type accent. And I thought, that she's really attractive with her curly blond hair, eyes, and sexy build. I would have opened it for anybody, especially since I've seen her before so I knew she lived inside tha joint. But sometimes u're just like...huh.
So on today, as I pass this apartment door parted open with the TV blasting I walk past and didn't look inside but looked inside, and I sensed that's where that girl lives that we helped. Or at least has something to do with her. So as I take a walk in South Beach, we think, I should learn more about that girl. Just how she was in bed with the door wide open, it seems like sumthing u know. We get our stuff and head back home, and as we approach our place, we think "Should we or shouldn't we?" Led to let the moment speak, and let things come to us, and just happen. So we come to our gate, and I noticed this bath towel hanging over it. I unlock the gate, and next thing I know it, I see this girl standing there in a black one piece bathing suit right in front of the door. We're thinking, "This is wild". I walk to the door, exchange a "Good Morning" and she replied to us, even though she was on the phone, and I walked in, like...the things I see. The girls we've been associated with and all these stories, make it impossible for us to really describe how we define beauty or our type. Cuz it comes in so many ways. One thing I can say is this, some have found their "one", which is mad unique and cool. But for some reason God as allowed us to go through so much. And to be exposed to so many situations, that I have to share them. Even though I don't want to.
Where was we? I guess I was talking about our definition of what attracts us. The biggest thing that life can deal you is an open mind to what is possible. Just because you haven't met a Jewish, blond hair, beauty with smarts and who likes to rock Jordan's doesn't mean it doesn't exist. That's so true. Once you've been exposed to so many experiences, that can only come by living your life to the fullest, u begin to see that it's a whole nother realm that exists, and it also helps you learn what turns you on, and what doesn't. I think I learned this in school, the larger the sample size, more than likely the better results you'll get. Now I can run right now off of that! Think about it, if u only talk to one or two guys then u're opinion is really just formed off of those one or two experiences. Now if you interact with say 50, then you really get to see what you like, and dislike...wrong word. What you can stand more than what you can't stand. That's the positive twist you have to add, when you've gone though confusions or heartbreaks or the wondering of "Why am I going through this again?" or "How can they choose to be with that person when I KNOW I'm better than them." But that's the thing, it's not about being better all the time, but about who u can connect best with.
I really don't want this to turn into a love section, but we've got experiences, so...There was a point not too long ago, like two days ago really, when I was just like, "Why does love have to be so dag gone complicated?" Why can't somebody who loves sports like A.C. Slater, has the swag of Zach Morris, sometimes have to go through the struggle of Screech Powers? The ---- just doesn't make any sense. But that's when it hit us that..how can I put this...Beauty is within every one of us. And we should feel so blessed to be able to have gone through what we've gone through and survived?? Who does that without killing themselves or getting strung out of coke, to just be here is a blessing. For real, and sometimes challenges allow you to see what the future holds. If it wasn't hard...It's good that one can go through so much and say, "I don't really have a type". Cuz that means that you're not pigeon toeing urself into thinking only one physical or personality type will perk your interest. I guess I've been there on that. For a while I thought that I'm only gonna be with girl who's blond and has a golden beach tan. Then u see something else, and ur like, alright I like a Hispanic girl who is curvy and likes to dance...then u meet someone else, and think "Wow!" I have to erase that cuz now I like girls from Europe or a doll who likes to read or who's smart and geeky or likes to burp outloud or who likes to party or who likes to dresses like a South Beach girl or loves Hip Hop or loves...this list goes on. And sometimes God, no...God brings you through certain situations to really make you see what you want, and what you need. Real talk. So getting back to the topic of true beauty. It really depends on tha person. As with us, she just has to be cool and has a presence of being differnt. I personally think that I'm gonna end up with somebody that's so sexy that nobody really goes after her cuz guys think she's taken or stuck up. I believe that's who I'm gonna end up with, cuz that trait and that feeling can only resonate with that innocent circumstance. And really the only one who can truly relate to what I've been through in our love life.
Is this real enough for you or not? I'm just gonna tell it bro. Don't like it, stop reading and take this from ur bookmarks page. U gotta go through something in order to get what u really want. I used to resist this type of thinking. All last year...I mean ALL, seemingly I just kept saying, "Why is it so hard?" or "This is so hard." You would think I was some kind of rock builder by how many times we've said that. But that was the point. It was supposed to be hard. Yep, u were supposed to go through all the trials and the nights of reflection. Cuz if you hadn't then you would not be ready for what really is about to happen. We, as humans, can get so caught up into where we think we should be, not knowing that something better awaits you...if you wait...and more importantly endure. It's like a girl going to a bar, and going home with the first guy you see, and ask you too. He may be cool, but if u wait u might get someone better. No guarantee, but u never know. At least wait until they play "The Sign" by Ace of Base, duh!! So there are many times prerequisites to success just like in a college course. Those prerequisites can be very hard, but if you want it bad enough u'll do whatever and go through whatever it takes to get it. It's just like trying out for American Idol. Some people may be like, I don't wanna go through all that, waiting in line, trying to impress these judges, and there are so many people. While that special person will be like, I don't care how tough the odds are, I'm gonna be that one. I wanna be that one. I'm gonna be that one.
Life has a funny way of working itself out. Right when u think all hope is gone, that's when something special happens to you, to let you know that you're right there. Just don't give up, not after u've gone through all this. I don't know why I wrote like this, maybe this is a sara-nara, misspelled word...or maybe it's a new beginnning. I think our days of trying to prove ourself or make somebody love you, on how you think a person or a job wants you to be accepted. Now it's about being...us. A person who's constantly evolving and a person who's gonna use all the experiences to mold us into who I want to be. Which is somebody who lives life, shares his wisdom nuggets, and who has the most fun around. Period. Once again, there's another level. No need to settle. I haven't. I won't.
But what I will do is constantly and consistently be on our 'A' game. The rallying cry for us has been, "Now or Never." You're gonna get the best of me. U may like it, u may not, but we will be in top form. I feel like, and so should you if u've endured, that now is ur time to rock 'n roll. That era we talked about earlier is now upon us, and when u've been waiting all ur life for something like this, u know that ur ready. And u know how appreciative u are for it. A time to laugh. A time to have fun. A time to love. A time of newness.
First the struggle...then the paradise.
I'm ready.
That's not the question...the question is...
Are u?
Cuz it may be argued if it's really the best era or not....But one thing that won't be argued is that's it is the most fun.
The ultimate compliment from what u see or read about us, will reflect that. And we just want you to say...
That's Austino Galaxia.
Love him or hate him, there will never be another one like him.
Never ever?
Never...ever.
Austino Galaxia.
If you've been reading our stuff, even before we have been living in this sitcom drama starring Yammi, Tha Boss, and the ever beautiful Julia Angelica Gutierrez, u've seen our life from a very unique perspective. I think if you dig even deeper into the characters you can see some very good analogies for different parts of our life. I'll leave that for you to decipher. (Oh, how I luv using tha big words!!) But, it's been interesting...now as we write on this Sunday, we are deciding which way to turn. Do we wanna dig full time into continuing with this unique script...would it be cool to go back to how we used to tell just how our life unfolds with photos and videos as such...Should we stop writing period? Let me hit the pause button on life's DVR for a minute and elaborate.
How many times have we threatened to just hang 'em up from penning our life? I feel like a guy in a relationship with a mad beauty of a girl, which no matter how much u wanna leave, u just keep coming back, u know. There is something just exhilarating from us just writing. Maybe it's because I know that we're living a lifestyle that won't ever be duplicated again. Maybe it's because that we feel like somebody, somewhere, at some moment might need a blueprint on how to deal with life, self-doubt, girls (Did I just write that?!), money, fame, and the feeling of wanting to become the best at being just...you. I'm one of the most egotistical people you've never met. And I'm one of the most humble people that you've met as well. That contradiction alone is worth a Oliver Stone movie. I feel like my whole life is about all these Ying and Yangs...
I watch what I eat, and don't like to eat certain things consistently like red meat, yet I can sit through a whole marathon of Guy Fieri Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives on a Saturday night...Or I the type of person who looks at a pair of nice Emporio Armani undies (Limited Edition Italian Green and Red stripes) and think, "Man, $22 for a pair of these boxer briefs is so cheap."...Yet on the other hand, be like, "You gotta be kidding me, they want $3.29 for a box of Eggo waffles...Obama where are you at when I need you!!" I guess that's what makes us who we are, and there are a lot more things I can get into, but why don't you just look at some of our old posts and you can see what craziness lies beneath our skin. Speaking of which, I totally got to exfoliate my face here soon... have to protect the 'money maker' u know!
Oh boy, I had plans on walking down here to Ocean Drive to check out this BCS football fan fest thing they have going on, but...I'm getting a sense that I need to write right now, so...here we are, and you get something even more special and just for you....
Us.
So where do we start...as this might just turn into a tell-all. Perhaps this is a sneak preview into what's too come. Alright, here we go...
So a new year is upon us, and it doesn't seem like it really. I mean 2013? That doesn't even sound right, does it? But I'm not concerned about making this year, the best year or what not...our thoughts are in starting something special. I know in this diary you hear us talk about having our own "era", something that you can relate to. When I was a kid, that was how I was brought up in a way. In sports, u had the "Magic-Bird" era, "The Bulls" era, "The Steroid" era (No comment on that) and others who had their hey day like Tyson or Sampras or those old Cowboys teams in Dallas. In fashion, I grew up directly in what we know as the "Brand era" when a shirt that simply said, Versace or Calvin Klein or Polo or Nautica of DKNY could be sold for many a dollars just by having a few letters on it. I'm not even talking about FUBU, or Von Dutch or what was that brand that had the Disney characters on it? Oh, yes...Iceburg. That was the environment I was branded into in a way. It seemed like every person or product that had any relevance in life from Hummer to MTV Spring Break's to Babyface to Lexus to Video Vixens to Hype Williams to Bad Boy Records to Nike to Discman's to neon color outfits to Anna Kournikova to dating someone of a different race being ultra taboo to dating someone of a different race being the "it" thang, we've lived through seemingly it all, but not everything. Huh.
What makes all those things so unique is that even though people claim everybody has their 15 minutes of fame, these trends or people of celebrity seemingly had more than that. Some 30 minutes, some 45, others had like an afternoon special worth. But for several years and some decades, even though they might not know it, they had...their time. Maybe it was too much of me watching those tabloid shows like Hard Copy or A Current Affair, or Inside Edition that has brainwashed my way into that kind of upbringing, but I guess I always just believed in becoming a star and being The Best...and just living in a way that when you say our name or read our diary or just being around us, that you get a sense or tingling that you are around something special and unique. Not from a look at me standpoint, but from a we're having fun...together standpoint. That's what we've always wanted...and that's been a prayer to be used in a way that hasn't been done before...ever.
With all those dreams and goals and stuff, I have had to learn...a lot. Others who strive for different goals and having their dreams come true also find themselves wondering, "Is it worth it?" and definitely wondering "I didn't think it would have to be so hard." People from the outside in, can sometimes say things like "Keep ur head up" or "They said it wasn't supposed to be easy" or "Love will happen when u least expect it", but until you go through it...until u've had people diss you, or tell you 'no' when u want better for them than they even want for themselves or until you've had friendships or relationships end with a kiss (I don't even wanna kiss a girl anymore cuz that could mean the end!! Huh, or maybe I should 69 kiss the other set of lips and maybe...). But I'm being real, and I know others feel us, and if they don't perhaps they aren't striving to become something and someone better than what they are. It can be a grind. They claim that much given, much expected. And being a leader of any kind ain't easy. It can sometimes make you feel like ur just in an army of...one. Like doesn't anybody else wanna have fun for a night without having to do with sex. Doesn't anybody wanna go to the other side of town even though u don't know anybody there? Is there somebody, somewhere, who thinks...it's been a while since I've heard somebody say, "I can't do that" or "I can't eat that", sometimes just to hear that once will propel u to a whole 'nother level since we live in a society where any and every thing goes. Huh.
As I've grown younger...That wasn't a typo either...we've learned that it can be so easy to confirm to the status quo. Especially, when what you've been doing hasn't translated into the success that u've wanted. U just be like, "forget this", I've been trying to hold this high standard of success and it hasn't brought me nothing but nights cradling a pillow and days eating pork and beans, while using the water inside the can for a ghetto brewski. While this guy or girl, is doing whatever, and gets to travel the world, eat without gaining a pound, and is banging all the South Beach sexys. That's when you really have to look within...and keep digging. And that's when the true and real you come out.
The other day someone asked me...now that I think about it, I'm getting asked this question more often. Interesting. My Mom asked me the other day (Luv Ya! Pops too!) and this guy asked me basically how to define beauty. With the guy I told him a few names that I thought was pretty...With my Moms I told her it was really impossible to define "my type". I say this because much of what has been written in this diary has been about some of our love experiences and such. As I told my Mom, I don't think there's been anybody...and I mean this...ANYBODY who's been around more beautiful women than we have. From physical standpoint to a coolness standpoint to...just today I was walking out to go to Fresh Market to go get some milk. I walk past this door that was open, and I think a new tenant has moved in. Now on yesterday....I guess this is another story right. Our life, I tell ya...Now, yesterday, as I was leaving the building to go work out, I opened the door, and this girl to our right was outside near the front window, I walked out, and as it was about to shut, she ran to get it but...Click! It close. So after a few steps I doubled back, and told her, "I got ya" like the Lupe Fiasco song says, and opened the door back up from her. She said, "Thank you" in this very Czechoslovakian type accent. And I thought, that she's really attractive with her curly blond hair, eyes, and sexy build. I would have opened it for anybody, especially since I've seen her before so I knew she lived inside tha joint. But sometimes u're just like...huh.
So on today, as I pass this apartment door parted open with the TV blasting I walk past and didn't look inside but looked inside, and I sensed that's where that girl lives that we helped. Or at least has something to do with her. So as I take a walk in South Beach, we think, I should learn more about that girl. Just how she was in bed with the door wide open, it seems like sumthing u know. We get our stuff and head back home, and as we approach our place, we think "Should we or shouldn't we?" Led to let the moment speak, and let things come to us, and just happen. So we come to our gate, and I noticed this bath towel hanging over it. I unlock the gate, and next thing I know it, I see this girl standing there in a black one piece bathing suit right in front of the door. We're thinking, "This is wild". I walk to the door, exchange a "Good Morning" and she replied to us, even though she was on the phone, and I walked in, like...the things I see. The girls we've been associated with and all these stories, make it impossible for us to really describe how we define beauty or our type. Cuz it comes in so many ways. One thing I can say is this, some have found their "one", which is mad unique and cool. But for some reason God as allowed us to go through so much. And to be exposed to so many situations, that I have to share them. Even though I don't want to.
Where was we? I guess I was talking about our definition of what attracts us. The biggest thing that life can deal you is an open mind to what is possible. Just because you haven't met a Jewish, blond hair, beauty with smarts and who likes to rock Jordan's doesn't mean it doesn't exist. That's so true. Once you've been exposed to so many experiences, that can only come by living your life to the fullest, u begin to see that it's a whole nother realm that exists, and it also helps you learn what turns you on, and what doesn't. I think I learned this in school, the larger the sample size, more than likely the better results you'll get. Now I can run right now off of that! Think about it, if u only talk to one or two guys then u're opinion is really just formed off of those one or two experiences. Now if you interact with say 50, then you really get to see what you like, and dislike...wrong word. What you can stand more than what you can't stand. That's the positive twist you have to add, when you've gone though confusions or heartbreaks or the wondering of "Why am I going through this again?" or "How can they choose to be with that person when I KNOW I'm better than them." But that's the thing, it's not about being better all the time, but about who u can connect best with.
I really don't want this to turn into a love section, but we've got experiences, so...There was a point not too long ago, like two days ago really, when I was just like, "Why does love have to be so dag gone complicated?" Why can't somebody who loves sports like A.C. Slater, has the swag of Zach Morris, sometimes have to go through the struggle of Screech Powers? The ---- just doesn't make any sense. But that's when it hit us that..how can I put this...Beauty is within every one of us. And we should feel so blessed to be able to have gone through what we've gone through and survived?? Who does that without killing themselves or getting strung out of coke, to just be here is a blessing. For real, and sometimes challenges allow you to see what the future holds. If it wasn't hard...It's good that one can go through so much and say, "I don't really have a type". Cuz that means that you're not pigeon toeing urself into thinking only one physical or personality type will perk your interest. I guess I've been there on that. For a while I thought that I'm only gonna be with girl who's blond and has a golden beach tan. Then u see something else, and ur like, alright I like a Hispanic girl who is curvy and likes to dance...then u meet someone else, and think "Wow!" I have to erase that cuz now I like girls from Europe or a doll who likes to read or who's smart and geeky or likes to burp outloud or who likes to party or who likes to dresses like a South Beach girl or loves Hip Hop or loves...this list goes on. And sometimes God, no...God brings you through certain situations to really make you see what you want, and what you need. Real talk. So getting back to the topic of true beauty. It really depends on tha person. As with us, she just has to be cool and has a presence of being differnt. I personally think that I'm gonna end up with somebody that's so sexy that nobody really goes after her cuz guys think she's taken or stuck up. I believe that's who I'm gonna end up with, cuz that trait and that feeling can only resonate with that innocent circumstance. And really the only one who can truly relate to what I've been through in our love life.
Is this real enough for you or not? I'm just gonna tell it bro. Don't like it, stop reading and take this from ur bookmarks page. U gotta go through something in order to get what u really want. I used to resist this type of thinking. All last year...I mean ALL, seemingly I just kept saying, "Why is it so hard?" or "This is so hard." You would think I was some kind of rock builder by how many times we've said that. But that was the point. It was supposed to be hard. Yep, u were supposed to go through all the trials and the nights of reflection. Cuz if you hadn't then you would not be ready for what really is about to happen. We, as humans, can get so caught up into where we think we should be, not knowing that something better awaits you...if you wait...and more importantly endure. It's like a girl going to a bar, and going home with the first guy you see, and ask you too. He may be cool, but if u wait u might get someone better. No guarantee, but u never know. At least wait until they play "The Sign" by Ace of Base, duh!! So there are many times prerequisites to success just like in a college course. Those prerequisites can be very hard, but if you want it bad enough u'll do whatever and go through whatever it takes to get it. It's just like trying out for American Idol. Some people may be like, I don't wanna go through all that, waiting in line, trying to impress these judges, and there are so many people. While that special person will be like, I don't care how tough the odds are, I'm gonna be that one. I wanna be that one. I'm gonna be that one.
Life has a funny way of working itself out. Right when u think all hope is gone, that's when something special happens to you, to let you know that you're right there. Just don't give up, not after u've gone through all this. I don't know why I wrote like this, maybe this is a sara-nara, misspelled word...or maybe it's a new beginnning. I think our days of trying to prove ourself or make somebody love you, on how you think a person or a job wants you to be accepted. Now it's about being...us. A person who's constantly evolving and a person who's gonna use all the experiences to mold us into who I want to be. Which is somebody who lives life, shares his wisdom nuggets, and who has the most fun around. Period. Once again, there's another level. No need to settle. I haven't. I won't.
But what I will do is constantly and consistently be on our 'A' game. The rallying cry for us has been, "Now or Never." You're gonna get the best of me. U may like it, u may not, but we will be in top form. I feel like, and so should you if u've endured, that now is ur time to rock 'n roll. That era we talked about earlier is now upon us, and when u've been waiting all ur life for something like this, u know that ur ready. And u know how appreciative u are for it. A time to laugh. A time to have fun. A time to love. A time of newness.
First the struggle...then the paradise.
I'm ready.
That's not the question...the question is...
Are u?
Cuz it may be argued if it's really the best era or not....But one thing that won't be argued is that's it is the most fun.
The ultimate compliment from what u see or read about us, will reflect that. And we just want you to say...
That's Austino Galaxia.
Love him or hate him, there will never be another one like him.
Never ever?
Never...ever.
Austino Galaxia.
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Assignment: The Moment
And on the last episode of The New Adventures of Austino Galaxia....
(SLAM!!)
Did I just hear a door slam?
Now I'm at this point in our life where it's all about having fun. Not too concerned about money. Just fun. FUN!
...for some strange reason it feels like she was in here...What's this though? Is this a Chanel wallet?...
The Boss. 011-21-324-692-2413
...we all know who I need to talk to...
On today we now have...Please Enjoy!
(Click-Click...Click-Click....Click-Click...Click-Click)
"I just can't stand these heels sometimes. I know I paid like a Beverly Hills mortgage for these stilettos but still this is ridiculous."
(Whew-Whoo!! Mamacita!)
"Great now I got all these guys whistling at me now, you would think that they never seen a pair of puppies and a nice toosh before. I feel like I'm in Rio...Anyway, I'm not in tha mood for all this not tonight anyway...you know what I'm just gonna take of...Ah...these...Ah...that's better...these-shoes and barefoot it the rest of the way. I'm close to Ocean Drive anyway and...why do I see so much like garnet and gold being worn around my hot...No...Please say that these folks are here for this Orange Bowl thingy or..."
(F-S-U!...F-S-U!)
"I like need some sleep and I need some right now. Excuse me...excuse me...Like, thank you. It's ridiculous all you have to go through just to make it back to your room. This has been a rough last few days for tha girl. I almost don't know what to do. Before I go up to my suite, let me see if Yammi is in his room."
(Knock, Knock, Knock!)
'Oh, no I loves you my dumpling...Yes, I knows I'm incredible, I's knows zhis...Tell me this ladies...Can James Bonds ah....loves u better zhan zhis?!! I'll's be ah...right back...'
(Door Opens)
'Ah...Julia! I wasn't a expecting...'
"No small chit chat Yammi, we have to tal....who are they?"
'Well, ah...last night was a goods night. New Year's Eve in Miami...ah...Me Amo Miami!'
"I don't know what they're doing here and...is that a tiger chained to the end of the bed...post? Look, Yammi, I know you all were having some kind of Rolling Stones mixed with some Siegfried and Roy type of party going on in here. And if I wasn't tired, I would probably join in, but..."
'You's would??'
"No. But these Juicy Couture trinkets have got to go. We have business to talk about."
(Listen I'm not leaving until I get paid my 300...)
'Ah...McNuggets...Yes...You wanted 300 McNuggets from ah...Mickey D's. Zhe one on Alton Road is ah...24 Hours so I'll's take cares of-it. Ladies...Ladies...please, just wait in zhe other room and we'll even add extra sweet sauce zhis time. And please don't drag zhe bed sheets as you prance your naked body into zhe...(Slam!)...next room. Ah...Julia zhis better be goods, I flew zhem from Los Angeles just for zhis night so...'
"Please, they are just some chongas that you met while walking the streets last night. They couldn't get into Kaskade concert at the club, so u whispered something in French and wa-lah...naked girls everywhere."
'It wasn't ah..Kaskade, it was DJ Clue for your in-for-ma-shone. (said with four finger snaps) So...how did you's make it out of zhe Galaxia showroom?'
"I made a bee-line for it. He came in, and he smelled my perfume immediately and began to get suspicious. After he looked around his place, he had to go to the bathroom. I was a little nervous because I know that Austino always uses the bathroom in his place with the door open. But at this point I had no choice so I just ran. Being underneath his bed was too much for this gal. I haven't done anything like that since..."
'Since ah...grade school. Zhat's why I love you Brazilian women, always living on zhe edge.'
"You know what Yammi....this ain't the time."
'Where were you last ah...night?'
"Partying but that's a whole 'nother story. Um..."
'At least you's didn't leave zhat ah...purse that Galaxia bought for you on your two-week anniversary.'
"My purse!! Oh know!!!"
'Honey please don't tell me you...'
"Be calm...be calm...when was the last time I had it? Let's see, I went to see Pitbull...hung out at the Hyde Lounge..."
'Is zhat good? I heard after zhe Heat games that club be jump..'
"Shhh! Let me think. I think the last place I had it was..."
(Don't talk...Baby just move with me...Take a...)
'We all know who zhat is don't we Miss Ju-lee-ah!'
"Yammi...Whatever...I've handled tougher things like when Becks was dating Vicki and caught me one night outside of Manchester. I can handle this..."
'Wait...you cheated on Austino Galaxia with David Beckh...?'
(Don't talk...Baby just move with me...Take a...)
"NOT NOW YAMMI!! Ok...Hello?"
Hey, Angelica.
"Hi, babe! How are you doing? Happy New Year Hun!"
Whatever...I'm not into fun just on one day or year, it's about...never mind.
"I would think that you would be partied out for the holiday? All these single girls waiting for that kiss at Midnight, looking for a guy like you, what's wrong?"
Just don't feel up to it. Huh. I actually slept through most of the night except for the fireworks going on here in the beach area. I think they went off before 12 O'Clock really. But it is what it is. And today was just so...I got some air earlier today. Went for a long walk all around South Beach, it's a great place to just get some early morning air you know.
"I know."
I came back and been basically bumming around. Reading this Agassi book, watching DVD's, and I think I found a new favorite TV show called Mystery Diners . I'm not sure if it's staged or not, but the service that you can get from some of these restaurants are just horrible.
"I knooow! I remember you saying that you won't ever eat at a Ruby...what was it?"
Tuesday.
"Yeah...you said you won't ever eat there again because of some waitress girl like talking about some gang talk or something. Like totally un-professional, u know."
Well, that wasn't the real reason. She did act Ghe-To-Tha-To, but I can handle that. I like a little gangsta in my girls, that's why I dated you.
"Aw...thanx."
But the service was bad, and my sandwich was like cold as a cut sandwich so never again.
"He-He!"
What's so funny?
"No, it's just that I like it when you play on words, babe. It makes me giggle. He-He! He-He!"
Listen. We gotta talk.
"Oh..Kay?"
I came back from a trip and I notic...
"Oh, how was it?"
Not now...I noticed some intriguing stuff in my place.
"How so?"
Well, first off...I immediately smelled a scent of perfume that only you wear. It was all over my showroom. Everywhere except the usual place I used to smell it.
"Where was that?"
The bed.
"So...you smelled the scent of my perfume, maybe a neighbor may have been walking by. Or even...you know, you told me that Maria, your land lady has a key to you place, maybe she checked things out, and before she went in, decided to spray on some good good...yeah, that's what happened. She was probably checking to make sure everything was alright."
Really. Well...I was chilling and I noticed this purple Chanel handbag purse that approximately cost $3,295 and 37 cents was sitting on my white sheets of my bed.
"For real."
Yeah. And what's even more intriguing is that you're the only person who has this bag cuz I special ordered it for you.
"Well I..."
Don't you even try to deny this. This isn't a episode of Cheaters...To make matters worse I pick it up and see a business card from "The Boss"? With a number...and then some photos of me and you fall out.
(Silence.)
Explain.
"Surprise!! I wanted to surprise you for New Year's I thought that it could just be like old times again and..."
How come whenever I find happiness, you always try to come back into the fold. Huh? I'm just so tired of these girls I'm interested in having this "I want you...I don't want you...I want nobody else to want you attitude" where it's like we're done, but u still wanna hold on as well. I don't get it. I really don't. I've moved on.
"But do you remember New Year's last year when we were in Mexico...and how we just laid on the sand...and how I gave you a private..."
That was good, I remember vividly. I mean Everytime I hear Santana's 'Smooth' I think about your private show. But I have to move on. The past is now my past. I'm just livin' and even though your attractive and every guy wants to be with you, I'm not sure if I can go down that avenue again. Especially after you...
"IT WAS A MISTAKE OK! IT WAS ONLY FOR ONE NIGHT AND...(Sniff, Sniff)...you're holding it against me for the rest of my life." (Sniff)
Whatever. So I take it you're still in Miami, right. And who's this 'Boss' fellow. Is he your new boyfriend or what not?
"No...he's just an associate. Somebody I know. That's all."
And pictures of us and me from a few days ago? I mean it's like you've been spying on me or something.
(Silence)
Ok. Since you're still in my town...we need to talk. Here's tha deal. I wanna meet you right now...
"But I gotta..."
No excuses. Meet me outside of Prime 112 later tonight around 1am. And we'll go for a walk down to South Pointe Park. You better be there or it's really over. U got it.
"Whatever...I'll be there."
You betta.
(Click)
'Are you's ah...ok, Julia.'
"Not really. But does it even matter anymore."
'It ah...actually does because ah..Ginger, Peaches and ah...Bubbles have been in zhe other room during zhis Days of Our Lives mo-ment, and I'm holding Ginger's ah...brazier so I would like to get back to...'
"Whatever makes you happy Yammi. I gotta go get ready to meet my...so called 'Ex'."
'Hey...Make him want you.'
"Wha...?"
'Ah...Make him want you. Make him want you like never before. Plus, get some info on hims...I need to shows zhe boss that I've been work, and not just play.'
"I will."
(Door Shuts...Click.)
"I'm gonna make Austino want me like never before. Plus, I'm gonna make him spill out his every feeling he has for me and whatever else is on his mind. He thinks he's so Samson strong...But he can't resist me, he can't. I guess it's time to play the Deliah role. He says he's moved on from his past...Well he's gonna have to show me."
"Or better yet, I'm going to show him."
(SLAM!!)
Did I just hear a door slam?
Now I'm at this point in our life where it's all about having fun. Not too concerned about money. Just fun. FUN!
...for some strange reason it feels like she was in here...What's this though? Is this a Chanel wallet?...
The Boss. 011-21-324-692-2413
...we all know who I need to talk to...
On today we now have...Please Enjoy!
(Click-Click...Click-Click....Click-Click...Click-Click)
"I just can't stand these heels sometimes. I know I paid like a Beverly Hills mortgage for these stilettos but still this is ridiculous."
(Whew-Whoo!! Mamacita!)
"Great now I got all these guys whistling at me now, you would think that they never seen a pair of puppies and a nice toosh before. I feel like I'm in Rio...Anyway, I'm not in tha mood for all this not tonight anyway...you know what I'm just gonna take of...Ah...these...Ah...that's better...these-shoes and barefoot it the rest of the way. I'm close to Ocean Drive anyway and...why do I see so much like garnet and gold being worn around my hot...No...Please say that these folks are here for this Orange Bowl thingy or..."
(F-S-U!...F-S-U!)
"I like need some sleep and I need some right now. Excuse me...excuse me...Like, thank you. It's ridiculous all you have to go through just to make it back to your room. This has been a rough last few days for tha girl. I almost don't know what to do. Before I go up to my suite, let me see if Yammi is in his room."
(Knock, Knock, Knock!)
'Oh, no I loves you my dumpling...Yes, I knows I'm incredible, I's knows zhis...Tell me this ladies...Can James Bonds ah....loves u better zhan zhis?!! I'll's be ah...right back...'
(Door Opens)
'Ah...Julia! I wasn't a expecting...'
"No small chit chat Yammi, we have to tal....who are they?"
'Well, ah...last night was a goods night. New Year's Eve in Miami...ah...Me Amo Miami!'
"I don't know what they're doing here and...is that a tiger chained to the end of the bed...post? Look, Yammi, I know you all were having some kind of Rolling Stones mixed with some Siegfried and Roy type of party going on in here. And if I wasn't tired, I would probably join in, but..."
'You's would??'
"No. But these Juicy Couture trinkets have got to go. We have business to talk about."
(Listen I'm not leaving until I get paid my 300...)
'Ah...McNuggets...Yes...You wanted 300 McNuggets from ah...Mickey D's. Zhe one on Alton Road is ah...24 Hours so I'll's take cares of-it. Ladies...Ladies...please, just wait in zhe other room and we'll even add extra sweet sauce zhis time. And please don't drag zhe bed sheets as you prance your naked body into zhe...(Slam!)...next room. Ah...Julia zhis better be goods, I flew zhem from Los Angeles just for zhis night so...'
"Please, they are just some chongas that you met while walking the streets last night. They couldn't get into Kaskade concert at the club, so u whispered something in French and wa-lah...naked girls everywhere."
'It wasn't ah..Kaskade, it was DJ Clue for your in-for-ma-shone. (said with four finger snaps) So...how did you's make it out of zhe Galaxia showroom?'
"I made a bee-line for it. He came in, and he smelled my perfume immediately and began to get suspicious. After he looked around his place, he had to go to the bathroom. I was a little nervous because I know that Austino always uses the bathroom in his place with the door open. But at this point I had no choice so I just ran. Being underneath his bed was too much for this gal. I haven't done anything like that since..."
'Since ah...grade school. Zhat's why I love you Brazilian women, always living on zhe edge.'
"You know what Yammi....this ain't the time."
'Where were you last ah...night?'
"Partying but that's a whole 'nother story. Um..."
'At least you's didn't leave zhat ah...purse that Galaxia bought for you on your two-week anniversary.'
"My purse!! Oh know!!!"
'Honey please don't tell me you...'
"Be calm...be calm...when was the last time I had it? Let's see, I went to see Pitbull...hung out at the Hyde Lounge..."
'Is zhat good? I heard after zhe Heat games that club be jump..'
"Shhh! Let me think. I think the last place I had it was..."
(Don't talk...Baby just move with me...Take a...)
'We all know who zhat is don't we Miss Ju-lee-ah!'
"Yammi...Whatever...I've handled tougher things like when Becks was dating Vicki and caught me one night outside of Manchester. I can handle this..."
'Wait...you cheated on Austino Galaxia with David Beckh...?'
(Don't talk...Baby just move with me...Take a...)
"NOT NOW YAMMI!! Ok...Hello?"
Hey, Angelica.
"Hi, babe! How are you doing? Happy New Year Hun!"
Whatever...I'm not into fun just on one day or year, it's about...never mind.
"I would think that you would be partied out for the holiday? All these single girls waiting for that kiss at Midnight, looking for a guy like you, what's wrong?"
Just don't feel up to it. Huh. I actually slept through most of the night except for the fireworks going on here in the beach area. I think they went off before 12 O'Clock really. But it is what it is. And today was just so...I got some air earlier today. Went for a long walk all around South Beach, it's a great place to just get some early morning air you know.
"I know."
I came back and been basically bumming around. Reading this Agassi book, watching DVD's, and I think I found a new favorite TV show called Mystery Diners . I'm not sure if it's staged or not, but the service that you can get from some of these restaurants are just horrible.
"I knooow! I remember you saying that you won't ever eat at a Ruby...what was it?"
Tuesday.
"Yeah...you said you won't ever eat there again because of some waitress girl like talking about some gang talk or something. Like totally un-professional, u know."
Well, that wasn't the real reason. She did act Ghe-To-Tha-To, but I can handle that. I like a little gangsta in my girls, that's why I dated you.
"Aw...thanx."
But the service was bad, and my sandwich was like cold as a cut sandwich so never again.
"He-He!"
What's so funny?
"No, it's just that I like it when you play on words, babe. It makes me giggle. He-He! He-He!"
Listen. We gotta talk.
"Oh..Kay?"
I came back from a trip and I notic...
"Oh, how was it?"
Not now...I noticed some intriguing stuff in my place.
"How so?"
Well, first off...I immediately smelled a scent of perfume that only you wear. It was all over my showroom. Everywhere except the usual place I used to smell it.
"Where was that?"
The bed.
"So...you smelled the scent of my perfume, maybe a neighbor may have been walking by. Or even...you know, you told me that Maria, your land lady has a key to you place, maybe she checked things out, and before she went in, decided to spray on some good good...yeah, that's what happened. She was probably checking to make sure everything was alright."
Really. Well...I was chilling and I noticed this purple Chanel handbag purse that approximately cost $3,295 and 37 cents was sitting on my white sheets of my bed.
"For real."
Yeah. And what's even more intriguing is that you're the only person who has this bag cuz I special ordered it for you.
"Well I..."
Don't you even try to deny this. This isn't a episode of Cheaters...To make matters worse I pick it up and see a business card from "The Boss"? With a number...and then some photos of me and you fall out.
(Silence.)
Explain.
"Surprise!! I wanted to surprise you for New Year's I thought that it could just be like old times again and..."
How come whenever I find happiness, you always try to come back into the fold. Huh? I'm just so tired of these girls I'm interested in having this "I want you...I don't want you...I want nobody else to want you attitude" where it's like we're done, but u still wanna hold on as well. I don't get it. I really don't. I've moved on.
"But do you remember New Year's last year when we were in Mexico...and how we just laid on the sand...and how I gave you a private..."
That was good, I remember vividly. I mean Everytime I hear Santana's 'Smooth' I think about your private show. But I have to move on. The past is now my past. I'm just livin' and even though your attractive and every guy wants to be with you, I'm not sure if I can go down that avenue again. Especially after you...
"IT WAS A MISTAKE OK! IT WAS ONLY FOR ONE NIGHT AND...(Sniff, Sniff)...you're holding it against me for the rest of my life." (Sniff)
Whatever. So I take it you're still in Miami, right. And who's this 'Boss' fellow. Is he your new boyfriend or what not?
"No...he's just an associate. Somebody I know. That's all."
And pictures of us and me from a few days ago? I mean it's like you've been spying on me or something.
(Silence)
Ok. Since you're still in my town...we need to talk. Here's tha deal. I wanna meet you right now...
"But I gotta..."
No excuses. Meet me outside of Prime 112 later tonight around 1am. And we'll go for a walk down to South Pointe Park. You better be there or it's really over. U got it.
"Whatever...I'll be there."
You betta.
(Click)
'Are you's ah...ok, Julia.'
"Not really. But does it even matter anymore."
'It ah...actually does because ah..Ginger, Peaches and ah...Bubbles have been in zhe other room during zhis Days of Our Lives mo-ment, and I'm holding Ginger's ah...brazier so I would like to get back to...'
"Whatever makes you happy Yammi. I gotta go get ready to meet my...so called 'Ex'."
'Hey...Make him want you.'
"Wha...?"
'Ah...Make him want you. Make him want you like never before. Plus, get some info on hims...I need to shows zhe boss that I've been work, and not just play.'
"I will."
(Door Shuts...Click.)
"I'm gonna make Austino want me like never before. Plus, I'm gonna make him spill out his every feeling he has for me and whatever else is on his mind. He thinks he's so Samson strong...But he can't resist me, he can't. I guess it's time to play the Deliah role. He says he's moved on from his past...Well he's gonna have to show me."
"Or better yet, I'm going to show him."
A.G.
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