vanessa jeanette

chivalry….is NOT dead.

It really isn’t….

i’ve heard this phrase throughout the years and when i was younger, i actually began to believe it. Truth is, chivalry is not dead, but rather unrecognized. If i had a penny for all the times a man has opened the door, pulled out a chair, offered to pay the tab, or offered to change a tire without a thank you, i would be a very wealthy woman. I’ve come to the realization that many women have such high stanards (as any deserving woman should) and are so demanding, BUT when men perform an act of kindness…it either goes unnoticed or mistaken as “game”….NO LADIES! believe it or not, not all men are tryna get in your pants…get over yourself…say thank you…and put a smile on that man’s face.

To all the gentlemen out there,

          THANK YOU! on behalf of all the appreciative women out there! :) xoxo

closer…closer

As I sit in my U.S. foreign policy class (sue me) I can’t help but think about where I was this time last year. So many changes have taken place and I must say they’ve all been for the best and I’m at a point in my life where I can’t help but feel anxious, excited, about where I’ll be this time next year. I’ve decided to  transfer to St. John’s University in Queens, New York. NEW YORK! A place I’ve never been to but have always felt I belong. I got in right out of high school but mom said no way! So here I am…still…in…Los Angeles. BUT I am huge on the idea that everything happens for a reason…everything. Now here I am working my ass off at the bar in Pomona to save up for something I’ve always dreamed of and desired for so long. While others complain about having to work instead of going out to that trendy nightclub and spending all of their hard earned money on bottle service (i’ve never understood that..why pay $300 on a bottle you can get at the liquor store for $25?) I go home at the end of the night feeling accomplished and closer to my dreams. (get ’em Goapelle! lol) I look forward to seeing my parent’s smiling faces when I finally graduate from law school and maybe then I’ll go to that trendy nightclub for some congratulatory drinks and pay the gratuity on THAT bottle service tab with a huge smile on my face and no regrets, with the assumption that THAT hard-working waitress is on her own pursuit of happiness just as I was a few years prior :)

I know this was a full-on rant but I’m just soooo excited for the future :)

running on a prayer

I’ve had this blog for years and decided I would delete everything I had posted before this entry. With school starting up again in a few weeks, I thought I would start off fresh. I hadn’t written anything in awhile being that I had gotten so caught up with work and school, but I went for a run last night and met a man that touched my heart so deeply and displayed hope & faith in a way I had never witnessed before, and I thought I would share it.

His name was Lenny and I met him on the corner of gladstone and pasadena. I was deep in thought and hadn’t realized how far I was running until this man approached me. He stood up from behind a bush where he had his blanket and shopping cart set up. Of course, he startled me being that I was paying no attention to my surroundings but the look of desperation in his eyes made me come to a complete hault. He asked me if I could spare some change and as I pulled some out of my jacket I introduced myself n asked for his name. When I handed him the money he began to thank me and asked me if he could give me a hug. I said of course and as he gave me that hug I felt something different. I could tell he hadn’t had a hug in a long time. It made me feel so sad and happy at the same time. We said our goodbyes and I started to run again. As I turned the corner I caught a glimpse of Lenny from the corner of my eye and I saw him get down on his knees as he started praying and crying. I stepped back and watched him as he began down the street with tears still running down his face.

I couldn’t help but wonder where he came from, how he got there, and what his life used to consist of. I’ll probably never know. What I admired most was that he hadn’t lost touch with faith. For most, it would be the first thing to go when hardships come their way but it felt good to see that this man in particular was still holding on :)