Driven Entrepreneur

Never in my 21 years of living have I eaten out as much as this. Tonight I sip Panera Bread's Hazelnut bright and balanced coffee, last night I devoured Barnie's Vanilla Creme coffee, and about a year ago during this time of the year I was experiencing Starbucks' Pumpkin Spice latte. Not particularly enchanted by Starbucks, but I adore the taste of Barnie's Vanilla Creme. I prefer light coffee to the nerve-frying coffee of Starbucks. Therefore, Barnie's wins my heart for coffee. Did I hear it's being bought out by Starbucks? What a pity! Shall I buy up a stock of their secretly delicious flavors before corporate comes in and changes their entire line?

I dined at Panera tonight with a tuna sandwich and Mango Ceylon tea. A cafe which, for me, creates an atmosphere for intellectuals. People who speak of intelligent things, and similarly do the same. Educated individuals who have high ambitions in life to succeed and reach their goals. That is why I chose it as my after-work retreat tonight to escape the family and find solitude for myself. I enjoyed myself there, and even asked two men sitting at a table beside me if they were gay. Not at all, one replied. I wondered about them, since I'm a religious person and felt the need to teach them that there's only one initiamate relationship: between male and female, and no deviation therefrom. I found that one of the guys actually graduated from a Catholic school but generally does not care for religion, even though he was brought up on it. An electrical engineering graduate student, similarly like his friend. I feel as though gay people are only gay because society confirms them, instead of tries to reform them. This being gay naturally arises from coming from single parent households where one does not have a similar sex role model, as I've seen and heard, one from a Virginia resident friend of mine who is a manager at Starbucks -- go figure!

When my laptop tonight, connected to a keyboard, optical mouse, and 19-inch monitor betrayed me by running slowly I turned on the two other computers in the den after saving a draft of this entry and ran to the one which started AOL and firefox the fasted, and therefore used it to finish typing this entry. Can you believe it was a father's computer? At 12:20 in the morning/night, however you look at it, he's not using it anyway, but what a shame that his computer works faster that mine does. Perhaps I rely too much on my computer with Sim City, AOL, Firefox, and dozens of other programs on it, I wonder if I'm overexerting it, and/or if I need a new computer to be as productive as I try to be regularly.

After a semester of practically pursuing my entrepreneurial endeavors, I return to my intellectual self because I find myself slowly being pulled away from the self who can read anything and decipher its meaning quickly, and then mold it into my frame of knowledge. Without this power/control of the intake of knowledge I shall not succeed in life as an independent enterprise-creator (entrepreneur). I will be subject to my environment, my surroudings, and people who give me information rather than seeking it myself. My Mary Kay consultant co-worker is not at all an avid reader, and constantly needs music or some noise around -- silence is a vice to her, and yet if I let too much talking, sounds, or television in eventually I deteriorate in productivity. Like tonight, when I sat at the Panera near my university and wore soft green ear plugs to dim out the sound of chatter and classical music so that I might concentrate. This week I was wrought with frustration that I was constantly being moved by my environment: submit those car registrations to the office today, check my bank account status, transfer money from my personal account to my business account, talk to me (said by my siblings), teach me something, give me some secretarial work to do, clean up that room, complete that account by the end of the day, do the homework, order your 200 dollars worth of Mary Kay products soon -- all demands from my family, coworkers, and professors over the course of the past two weeks. What a general waste of time trying to comply with their demands. It's my life, and with the help of God, I know I can do what's best for me. I don't your interference, I said. Truth underlying all this is:

1. The semester is 3 weeks to a close
2. My father went to the hospital on Tuesday and returned today
3. I'm a constant role model to my siblings
4. After two months at my current employer, CPA firm, I'm naturally being given more responsibility
5. I joined Mary Kay last week and am likely quitting before the end of the month because I have my own goals to reach that may involve Mary Kay later, but not now

Not only that, but I'm reminded of my June 2006 manager who was overweight, though well kempt, beacuse he worked in an office job, and I sat in front of him at the interview dressed in a blazer and skirt, thin as bones not thinking a few months from then I'd be gaining weight -- especially on my stomach because I sit for the majority of my day. I was extremely uncomfortable tonight at Panera after I eat that tuna sandwich on whole grain with tea and could not stand up to walk around to let it digest. My stomach had been accumulating fat since lunch where I dined on Triscuit and coke at 9 AM. Due to the inactivity of office work, I've been noticing a tummy form for two months now. I'm very unhappy about this especially since when I return from work, I have blog entries to write, and some planning to do for my success coaching company, or enterting data on the computer for my accounting company -- OR studying while sitting down on the coach for my classes. Sitting, sitting, sitting. Unusual for an active person like me. Can't you tell I peridodically get up to walk around even while writing this entry?!

Anyway, caio for now. Much work is to be done tonight, if I don't fall asleep by 4 AM! I already got two hours of sleep from 9PM to 12PM. That should be enough, darn it!

Thanks for reading, loyals!