<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:22:09.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FABULOUS in THE CITY</title><subtitle type='html'>The daily blog of a 21 year old fashion student, experiencing the adventures in the city (Los Angeles) aspirations to move to an even bigger city (New York) and the fabulous occurrences that happen along the way...enjoy ciao!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LA_Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824971233125621773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UkOhPnIne0c/SGVK3cl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Od_je3DICWU/S220/Picture+110.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675.post-8261199089972199759</id><published>2009-05-19T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T02:32:38.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Consumed by Life</title><content type='html'>So it has been a very long time since i blogged can you blame me i have been CONSUMED BY LIFE....Tons to talk about first and foremost....I GOT ACCEPTED TO THE FASHION INSTITUTE OF TECHNOLOGY!!!! Yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; taking a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grande&lt;/span&gt; bite out of that delicious apple and not holding back one bit! Upon this acceptance into F.i.t came some tough decisions with the current standing of my love life, see i had a certain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;spanish&lt;/span&gt; hunk in my life but felt torn between him and the NYC, titled as the best boyfriend i have ever had, it pained to let him slip away but we both decided it was for the best. Aspirations to be a sexy cop maybe one day he will pull me over in my pink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lambo&lt;/span&gt; and sparks will fly once again. I leave it in fates hands and only look forward to my future now. Other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;decisions&lt;/span&gt; such as where i will lay my head at night and possible job &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;opportunities&lt;/span&gt; have consumed my thoughts, oh and how i will pay for it all, check the "undecided" box &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;por&lt;/span&gt; favor. not to mention i applied for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;michael&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kors&lt;/span&gt; internship...(gasp)...i know cross fingers and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;toesies&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i love his orange glow and witty commentary courtesy project runway not to mention he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;epitomizes&lt;/span&gt; classic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;americano&lt;/span&gt; fashion. oh and major &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;beefin&lt;/span&gt; going on with a certain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bracefaced&lt;/span&gt; friend-enemy at school (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;deets&lt;/span&gt; not juicy enough to reveal) but hopefully all will be resolved soon, off to beauty sleep land....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;rigo&lt;/span&gt; your the only comments i get of coarse i read them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220974056071817675-8261199089972199759?l=jesscacho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/feeds/8261199089972199759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220974056071817675&amp;postID=8261199089972199759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/8261199089972199759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/8261199089972199759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/2009/05/consumed-by-life.html' title='Consumed by Life'/><author><name>LA_Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824971233125621773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UkOhPnIne0c/SGVK3cl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Od_je3DICWU/S220/Picture+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675.post-664808838089197472</id><published>2009-02-17T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T01:14:03.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Right vs. Mr.right now</title><content type='html'>So as its dreaded arrival neared its departure was even sweeter, yes valentines day, it came and it went. I hate when guys give the bullshit excuse of valentines is just a marketing scheme and "why should i show my love that one specific day" uhm...earth to beavis you don't show it any other day. I have never gotten roses just because and def never gotten chocolates on any other day besides v-day. A romantic holiday is what its suppose to be, but every year it torments me, and im sure 5 million other girls feel like me. A hopeless romantic at heart, and somehow deep inside believe chivalry is not dead how can one really decipher if a guys efforts are truly to show affection or truly to show you affection in the form of his bulging pants. I spoke to a friend who pours his whole heart into every girl he feels can potentially be the "one" only to disappointingly find out that she isn't. I wish there was a way to seek out the "one" like a floating light bulb above your head only to be sparked and lit by the "one."  Which leads to the title, Mr.Right vs. Mr.right now...... Mr.right is the quintessential perfect guy, the one who opens the doors, calls you every day, text you when he thinks of you, always considers you in his plans, gushing about you to his friends, all around charming guy. But most often when we meet mr.right we are opted to go for Mr.right now, the guy who you have instant chemistry with (mostly sexual attraction) hardly calls, never texts back right away, refuses to change his single status on myspace to "in a relationship" gives you the "why do we need a title" speech, yeah that guy the one who treats you like dirt but you stick to him like mud( a very wise 17yr old boy gave me that analogy) Why is that? Age old answer of you always want what you cant have. A game of cat and mouse but this huge feline dominates your jungle and for some reason you choose not to have it any other way. So i sit her contemplative whether to tell my friend to morph into mr.right now or continue wearing his heart on his sleeve(resulting in hole he is unable to patch) or holding on to the last shred of hope he has left that the "one" is still out there.  I guess that is an answer he will have to decide, maybe for the next girl he can be wiser, not jump into something so quickly. I always tell him to not expect the world from a girl, when you do and she doesnt deliver your left to pick up the pieces of a broken heart, and unfortently that is what he is left to do so off with my broom and a bottle of booze (im on damage control)..... until next time kiddies ciao!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220974056071817675-664808838089197472?l=jesscacho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/feeds/664808838089197472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220974056071817675&amp;postID=664808838089197472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/664808838089197472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/664808838089197472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/2009/02/mr-right-vs-mrright-now.html' title='Mr. Right vs. Mr.right now'/><author><name>LA_Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824971233125621773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UkOhPnIne0c/SGVK3cl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Od_je3DICWU/S220/Picture+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675.post-6006226036494413333</id><published>2009-01-16T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T23:11:59.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THERE IS NO C IN FABULOUS...</title><content type='html'>So being the huge superstitious, look to the stars, trust in the gods person that i am, seriously has left me wondering  what the f*ck is going on? Have my stars vaporized, god's gone on vacay or lucky  rabbit foot gone A-wall?? My luck was yet to be turned around,  I like to consider myself a pretty social friendly person but lately been feeling unlikable and pretty bitter,some say the series of hard events that one endures in a lifetime is meant to test you, but lately i feel like they have been breaking me. So to start off 2009 my outfit was recognized in apparel news magazine by my dismay the wonderful editors at ApparelNews put the wrong name caption under the picture...therefore my hard work unrecognized. Next my teacher whom i have spoken about in previous blogs gives me the below mediocracy grade of a fucking C, there is no C in Fabulous, so when i get a C i feel it is below my standards. Next my bank account seems below diminished and my wonderful public relations job pays a far below wonderful pay. So im here at home, sulking in my misery, pennyless, academically disabled, and apparently unlikeable(some classmate told me that surprise to all he is gay, most gay men adore me) So after this atrocious week i only am left to think whats next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220974056071817675-6006226036494413333?l=jesscacho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/feeds/6006226036494413333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220974056071817675&amp;postID=6006226036494413333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/6006226036494413333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/6006226036494413333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/2009/01/there-is-no-c-in-fabulous.html' title='THERE IS NO C IN FABULOUS...'/><author><name>LA_Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824971233125621773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UkOhPnIne0c/SGVK3cl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Od_je3DICWU/S220/Picture+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675.post-7760063267919276062</id><published>2008-12-16T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:20:37.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When life give you lemons, paint that shit GOLD!!!!</title><content type='html'>SO....i've been quite the bad blogger, but can you really blame someone consumed by life? I am nearing the end of one very fabulous stage in my life and embarking on the next. I had my Golden thimble fashion show this past friday dec 12th. Some things went wrong before the show like my make-up artist consumed with models and barely being able to slap on lashes on me 10 min before the show and running to the theater and having to change into my show outfit 3 min before show backstage!!! but when the music started and the stage lights lit up, there was a calming feeling that came over me, i was elated to see my clothing come to life, to have life breathed into them was such a surreal feeling . This semester i think the most impactful thing said to me was by my teacher Ms.Coreas she said.... "you have the potential to be a star kid, you can really make it, but you have so many things to work out, that your going to end your career before it can even begin"....She had a way of building you up and bringing you back down (although deep down i really think she is a fan) that statement may ring in my head for the rest of my life. She believes in me but then again she knows me, i think i have learned more about myself this semester than all 21 years ive known myself. I know the intensity i need to get things done, i cant play around on myspace all day and hope to get discovered by just sitting there, i have very ambitious goals i have set for myself and i know i wont accomplish them by being the kind of designer i use to be. Our fashion show was named roads to success (which sounded more to me like a self help seminar than a fashion show) but i believe i am at the beginning of a long road hopefully not to many twist and turns or wrong ways, but thats all part of this journey, so buckle your seat belts and prepare for one fabulously bumpy ride.....ciao!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220974056071817675-7760063267919276062?l=jesscacho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/feeds/7760063267919276062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220974056071817675&amp;postID=7760063267919276062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/7760063267919276062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/7760063267919276062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-life-give-you-lemons-paint-that.html' title='When life give you lemons, paint that shit GOLD!!!!'/><author><name>LA_Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824971233125621773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UkOhPnIne0c/SGVK3cl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Od_je3DICWU/S220/Picture+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675.post-5760486150438364466</id><published>2008-11-04T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:53:09.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A PAGE IN HISTORY</title><content type='html'>So this morning i woke up bright and early to be in line to vote at 7:30 am. It was my first election, i barely missed the deadline for the last election so today was a first. I was excited, and anxious all day, i couldnt fathom the thought of someone like John McCain And Sarah Palin running our country and vowed to move to London if that outcome should occur, Luckily it didn't and for now i am staying put! I was watching the election results on Cnn and during commercials on ABC, I was anxious and emotional, i felt deep inside that our economy was in the shitter and we desperately needed a change not just for me know but for my children and grandchildren. So when the electoral votes were counted and it was a clear landslide victory for Obama i was overwhelmed with emotion. It became more surreal to me when President Barack Obama gave his speech. I had chills run down my spine i was fighting back tears and consumed with emotion, by him being elected it shows America has come along way by the standards we once were conformed by. Not just because he is an African American man but because he opened the door for many other kinds of little boys and girls who might one day have the same opportunity as him and now it is much more of a realistic and obtainable opportunity for them. He speaks with such strong conviction and poise it excites me to anticipate what change he might bring, troops home from iraq, more funding for schools, alternate forms of power and a solution to our dependence on the middle east for gasoline fuel. So cheers to being part of history, participating in history and most importantly MAKING HISTORY!!!Ciao!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220974056071817675-5760486150438364466?l=jesscacho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/feeds/5760486150438364466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220974056071817675&amp;postID=5760486150438364466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/5760486150438364466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/5760486150438364466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/2008/11/page-in-history.html' title='A PAGE IN HISTORY'/><author><name>LA_Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824971233125621773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UkOhPnIne0c/SGVK3cl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Od_je3DICWU/S220/Picture+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675.post-3407964574630463486</id><published>2008-10-26T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T13:27:46.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloweenie: The love technician</title><content type='html'>So last night me and my firecracker Vietnamese friend Rong went to a  Halloween party, since im planing on making a fabulous Gucci knock off  and being the fashion police next week i needed a quick fix for a costume, my solution...east L.a. glam chola! Trust it was fabulous!! But the fabulous moment of the night was playing love technician between rong and this hott guitarist named will! See her type is tatted white boy and i happened to spot this cutie while his band was setting up, and quickly pointed him out to Rong. After a little clever maneuver they got to talking and of coarse both were hesitant to ask for each others number but ive always been aggressive  when it comes to hunting i mean dating...i believe if you want something you have to be aggressive to get it, before someone else snatches up what you want! So i gave her a pep talk and pushed her out the nest and she asked for his number well we ended up meeting up with him at another party and they really hit things off! I was so over the moon for her, giddy, and felt like i just met a great guy! its this feeling i get from match making maybe i was a love bruja in my past life! Anyways the night ended at 2 am with her getting a lap dance from him!! Of coarse set up by me, and i guess the beer helped too, but it was a fun night, heres a pic, enjoy....till next time ciao lovers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=307178504&amp;amp;albumID=1142166&amp;amp;imageID=13068650"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/3/851239abc6fb4c1a86d1371aaae9976a/m.jpg" alt="Policia and Cholita" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=121374627&amp;amp;albumID=2173504&amp;amp;imageID=31262673"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220974056071817675-3407964574630463486?l=jesscacho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/feeds/3407964574630463486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220974056071817675&amp;postID=3407964574630463486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/3407964574630463486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/3407964574630463486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloweenie-love-technician.html' title='Halloweenie: The love technician'/><author><name>LA_Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824971233125621773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UkOhPnIne0c/SGVK3cl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Od_je3DICWU/S220/Picture+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675.post-5951823192188916673</id><published>2008-09-28T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:59:14.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exactly where I am suppose to be</title><content type='html'>So last night (Sat) we had a goodbye/b-day party for Susie, she is moving to Mexico  for awhile in hopes of speeding up her legalization process. The party made me realize how amazing my friends really are! Some crazed Peruvian bi-sexual was hott on Kim and Rosa intervened before Kim was molested by the horney Peruvian! Sounds funny actually was really funny and i hope the day i get molested by a horney bisexual Rosa is there to save me! But it wouldn't be a party without cumbias and tequila! There was also a 2am dip in Susies pool, nothing like swimming in your underwear intoxicated (thank god i shaved yesterday!) As sad as it was to say goodbye to Susie i couldnt think of a more fabulous way to send her off! A budding potential love interest may also be in the works but time will tell where that will lead. Ok so explanation for the headline i was driving home from work today on the 210 and was listening to some 80's song (cant remember the name but it kinda sounds retro electro)  anyways i was totally happy, of coarse the delicious sushi lunch i had may have contributed to the good mood oh and the fabulous pair of brown boots i bought may have helped too, but i realized i am in such a good place in my life right now! I am about to embark on a new chapter of my life and Golden Thimble is going great so far, i have wonderful friends, im single but having fun dating, money wise could be better but hey money comes as fast as it goes, and most importantly im happy, happy to have the life i have, the dreams i have, the fabulous chicas in my life i call friends and optimistic about the future. I officially send in my application to F.I.T. Oct 10, thats the lucky date i picked dont know why but its sounds good! oh la la....till the next blog ciao!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220974056071817675-5951823192188916673?l=jesscacho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/feeds/5951823192188916673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220974056071817675&amp;postID=5951823192188916673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/5951823192188916673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/5951823192188916673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/2008/09/exactly-where-i-am-suppose-to-be.html' title='Exactly where I am suppose to be'/><author><name>LA_Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824971233125621773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UkOhPnIne0c/SGVK3cl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Od_je3DICWU/S220/Picture+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675.post-5850720074843020438</id><published>2008-08-30T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T13:28:34.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>burlesque bust, chino sucks, and rendevue with h.s. scum</title><content type='html'>Thursday night was fondue and drinks at kitty with Tim and my first outing with Roger--little background on Roger--( so we met in h.s. he was 2 years older than me and personified everything that was sexy and irresistible of an older man, i think this is where my taste for older men began. He was tall, perfect teeth, athletic, charming and quite the ladies man. My freshmen year was filled with failed attempts to catch his eye, sophomore year i grew huevos and walked straight up to him introduced myself and gave him my number, i know pretty ballsy for a 16 yr old! So then it began high school hooking up, followed by scandal and ending with the realization that i would never amount to him anything more than a cute girl who followed him around like a puppy dog. ) Besides some brief run ins at parties i have never really seen him and a lot apprehensive to actually hang out with him in such a small group. So calling on the huevos that gave me the courage to talk to him in the first place i went, and the night with him and Tim was actually really fun! His jokes of coarse were sleazier and references to when we use to "hook-up" were a little uncomfortable but the night was filled with good drinks and good company. As for the burlesque dancers there was only 2 one looked like she was 15 and the other looked like she was the first dancers mother! So the night ended with a pit stop at a hick bar/lounge called Beer Hunters in Rancho(i know the name screams class) and followed by mango mai tai finale at TGIF fridays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday- So i filled in for Ruby at work, it was Ice Cube at the Grove, and our set up was actually pretty cool, It was in the patio set in between 2 bars and lets just say cube fans are drinkers! I was flooded with hopeful men asking if i was Luscious Liz, and telling them i was not felt like i was breaking each one of there hearts, sorry fellas! My plan for the night was to have drinks with Kim and Claire at kellys bar, then meet up with Steve and his friends and head down to Fullerton. Awh i wish plans really would work out the way they are suppose to! Instead steves friends bailed except 2 of them and so we decided to make it a Kellys night but i sadly underestimated the popularity of the local bar! OOOOh how i love L.A. the endless possibilities of bars at every corner, clubs a block and a half apart and nightlife incomparable to any where in So.Cal but unfortunately i  kept it local. So with the ridiculously packed line to Kellys and my refusal to wait we headed to Godfathers (an even bigger disappointment) We were greeted by a half shirted door women exposing her belly she looked like she was entering her second trimester, and guess how much they charged...$10...that is a lot for an I.E. club, i don't even pay to get in to l.A. CLUBS! I strongly believe that if i willingly pay $30 just for my own drinks i shouldn't have to pay to get into the joint in the first place! Besides the crowd being 30 plus and the dance floor crowded with drunken middle aged women the company of steve and his friends made the place semi-enjoyable until....SOME SCUM BAG grabbed my butt, not once but twice, yes he was a repeat offender and the shove and "Fuck you Asshole" i yelled at him still didn't seem to faze him! Ugh, what is wrong with men these days?&lt;br /&gt;Tonight- I am hoping to be a lot more interesting i Have to work a cd release party for THE GAME his newest cd, LAX came out tuesday and today is his "official" release party. I am hoping for a meet and greet and will be elated for a picture, so i guess we have to wait and see what tomorrows blog will bring! until then....ciao lovers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220974056071817675-5850720074843020438?l=jesscacho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/feeds/5850720074843020438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220974056071817675&amp;postID=5850720074843020438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/5850720074843020438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/5850720074843020438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/2008/08/burlesque-bust-chino-sucks-and-rendevue.html' title='burlesque bust, chino sucks, and rendevue with h.s. scum'/><author><name>LA_Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824971233125621773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UkOhPnIne0c/SGVK3cl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Od_je3DICWU/S220/Picture+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675.post-7089801556216096429</id><published>2008-08-28T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T12:51:15.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Sleep Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So last night i couldnt sleep, counting sheep, laying still never really works, maybe getting up running a marathon might have gotten me to beauty sleep land quicker but in all honesty i was not about to run around chino in hopes of catching some Zzz's. Sometimes i feel like i have too many thoughts in my head that my thoughts consume my sleep. So what was weighing down on my cabeza that prevented happy thoughts in beauty sleep land....GOLDEN THIMBLE and F.I.T. I apply to F.i.T. this Oct. and although i strongly believe i am totally capable and talented enough to get in, the stakes are still very high. Last i checked the 2500 hopefuls apply, 1800 complete the application process and 400 fashionistas are accepted! yeah thats crazy so basically 1 out of every4 get in!! As for Golden Hell i mean Thimble all graduating fashion design students create 5 different outfits in 5 different categories that means one outfit for menswear, 1 for womens sportswear, 1 for evening and so on and on. My brain is cluttered by ideas, fabrics, concepts, details, color schemes...omg i need a xanax vicodin mixed with a cosmo! Not really tequila is just fine...but i have a feeling this will be my sleeping arrangement for the next 4 months till this semester is over. As for plans for tonight im going to my first ever burlesque show, at hip kitty (my sis restaurant in claremont) ultra fab highly recommend it! Although she says the show is not really that great i will def let u know if it was a disappointment tomorrow! So chocolate fondue and tequila sunrise here i come...well until then ciao lovers!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220974056071817675-7089801556216096429?l=jesscacho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/feeds/7089801556216096429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220974056071817675&amp;postID=7089801556216096429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/7089801556216096429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/7089801556216096429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/2008/08/beauty-sleep-land.html' title='Beauty Sleep Land'/><author><name>LA_Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824971233125621773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UkOhPnIne0c/SGVK3cl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Od_je3DICWU/S220/Picture+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675.post-4730523773468413890</id><published>2008-08-27T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T17:50:43.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PURA VIDA!!!</title><content type='html'>So i arrived yesterday from lax  back from Costa  Rica, and the trip was amazing!!! I still cant believe i went experienced the things i experienced and am back home already. I was in NYC for 4 days prior before i left and on the last day i was there i had dinner with my ex bf Leo. He is btw costa rican and we dated for roughly off and on for a year and half. He was i think my first vivid torrid love, but we have been broken up for 2 years now and remain friends, or so we say we are friends. But we had dinner and in true fashion when ever placed in an ackward situation what do you do....laugh alot and get boozed up...so i did. The ride home was interesting but in a way im glad i saw him, it made me realize i no longer have feelings for him romantically i think once you have a significant relationship that person always remains in your heart kinda like a sleeping volcano, its there its harmless and hopefully never erupts! OK back to costa rica so i arrived Monday afternoon, to humid weather and light rain, We spent the night at a Kathys mothers sisters house and woke up tuesday to take a 6 hour journey to Tambor a beautiful resort, that was all inclusive yes food, activities and most importantly... BOOZE!!! we spent 2 beautiful nights and 3 days there! my favorite day had to be Wednesday, i was in the pool from 9 am to prob 6:30 p.m. getting out occasionally to eat and pee. I got a glowing tan and my hair lightened up so much. They had nightly shows with a live band and samba dancers, followed by a club discoteca till 1 am. Although i would love to divulge all the crazy stories, juicy details and adventures i believe some things are better left in my head then in this blog! But we did horse back ride on the beach, swim in a beach with clear blue water and and no sand only broken sea shells (it felt like walking on carpet) it was so beautiful, and  visit the biggest volcano in the world Volcan Poas. It was amazing i felt like all my hard work finally paid off, i got to relax which was the most important thing and spend quality time with my best friend and her baby, which we discovered i am Kaylees favorite tia! I am so thankful for everything i have in life, all the opportunities i have been given and the abilitly to do what ever i want. Visiting there made me realize how lucky i am to live in the country i live, Kathys sister Tatiana is dieing to move to the U.S. and after many failed attempts she is still hopeful that she will make her way to the states. I hope and cross my fingers her and her son will one day be able to move to the U.S. Costa Rica was a beautiful place and i actually hope to visit again in January when it is there summer time! But until then i have to begin to prepare for Golden thimble, my final fashion semester at trade tech! So double up on the tequila sunrise cause after Sept 2. i am on lock down!!ciao!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Rigo of coarse i remember you, and your blonde hair :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220974056071817675-4730523773468413890?l=jesscacho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/feeds/4730523773468413890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220974056071817675&amp;postID=4730523773468413890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/4730523773468413890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/4730523773468413890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/2008/08/pura-vida.html' title='PURA VIDA!!!'/><author><name>LA_Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824971233125621773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UkOhPnIne0c/SGVK3cl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Od_je3DICWU/S220/Picture+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675.post-6288309036727506839</id><published>2008-07-23T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T15:36:24.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the haircut</title><content type='html'>so last wed, i woke up and decided i needed a change! I felt like i was approaching a new phase in my life and needed to change something about myself so what did i do....CHOPPED 5 INCHES OFF MY HAIR!!! its a big adjustment and drastic change for me, i have been growing my hair for 7 years since i entered h.s. but im growing to like it, i feel a bit more sophisticated and in time when i figure out everything i can do with it i will absolutely love it! As for Costa Rica i officially leave to NYC in 2 weeks from today, i asked the assistant promo coordinator to work me like a slave because momma needs money and i don't want to be completely  broke when i come back, i am also signing up for a casting company that cast extras work in movies so that should be a little extra income. And some good news I get to keep Bella my silver fox of a gato! She finally has been house broken and gets to stay in the Cacho Casa! shes is beyond adorable but super feisty! well till next time ciao!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220974056071817675-6288309036727506839?l=jesscacho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/feeds/6288309036727506839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220974056071817675&amp;postID=6288309036727506839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/6288309036727506839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/6288309036727506839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/2008/07/haircut.html' title='the haircut'/><author><name>LA_Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824971233125621773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UkOhPnIne0c/SGVK3cl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Od_je3DICWU/S220/Picture+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675.post-488163487630529951</id><published>2008-07-16T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:37:16.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karaoke, kitty and Costa Rica</title><content type='html'>So i have been a bad blogger, not writing since last week! Anyways tons to talk about!!! I went Karaoking this past  Saturday&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at a huge place called Rosen in Korea Town. It was a huge warehouse divided into little and small rooms that housed big plasmas used to karaoke. I went with my fabulous Vietnamese friend Rong. Me and her have been going out a lot, nothing like female bonding! She has been through a lot but her strength continues to amaze me, she always goes out of her way to help someone and there to offer advice when you need it, and i really appreciate that about her! So we sang Michael Jackson "bad", spice girls "wannabe", house of pain "jump" and finished the night with Kelis"milkshake" it was really fun, i thought i would have to be a lot more intoxicated to actually grow the huevos to get up and sing but surprisingly did it only buzzed...lol...Sunday the estrogen was on mucho overload at my house. My mom and sis through a Crystal House Party, so my mom was on crazy spaze mood cleaning since 6am and cooking since 8am. The party was a success and actually really fun! The host was this lovely women named ruby who weirdly resembled Paula D, from that cooking show on food channel. My sis got a ton of free stuff from whoreing out our family members cash for Crystal. It was actually very fun, and the food was delicious! And that sunday i also bought my ticket to....COSTA RICA!!...im flying to New York, cuz no summer is complete unless i have a  quickie in the big city, staying with my bestie Katherine for 4 days then flying with her to Costa Rica, 8 days in paradise!! And sadly to finish this blog, i rescued a kitty from the mean streets of east l.a. and sadly have to take her back, my mom is shitting bricks because my cat refuses to potty train! So bella must go bye bye, but im hoping she hangs around my apt, where i found her so i can still feed her! ciao!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220974056071817675-488163487630529951?l=jesscacho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/feeds/488163487630529951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220974056071817675&amp;postID=488163487630529951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/488163487630529951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/488163487630529951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/2008/07/karaoke-kitty-and-costa-rica.html' title='Karaoke, kitty and Costa Rica'/><author><name>LA_Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824971233125621773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UkOhPnIne0c/SGVK3cl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Od_je3DICWU/S220/Picture+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675.post-4520663891001161275</id><published>2008-07-06T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T18:05:14.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>740</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So last night i went to club 740 downtown l.a. having never been there i some how pulled the number for the GM, and he got me and my friends in free! The club use to be an old theater from the 1930s renovated into a club! It was fun i walked on the dance floor at 10:45 and walked off at 1:20, yes my feet were dieing but it felt so good to just dance, to just not think about anything but backing it up! It was such a great release, i have been dying to go out with my girlfriends and just bust a move and finally got to do it! Now back to reality i have my final week of my first session summer school classes ending this week, and second session beginning next week obviously.  I am taking screen printing and a salsa dance class, i took it last summer and no joke dropped like 10 lbs just from dancing! So i am putting down the cosmo and starting the cardio countdown TO COSTA RICA BEGINS!!! CIAO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220974056071817675-4520663891001161275?l=jesscacho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/feeds/4520663891001161275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220974056071817675&amp;postID=4520663891001161275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/4520663891001161275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/4520663891001161275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/2008/07/740.html' title='740'/><author><name>LA_Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824971233125621773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UkOhPnIne0c/SGVK3cl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Od_je3DICWU/S220/Picture+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675.post-5689549975255834265</id><published>2008-07-04T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:39:05.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Break-ups</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Awh, break-ups....the  inevitable ending to any relationship  that  you  just couldn't make work. Yet knowing the hurt that lies behind it, the drama that comes from it you still willingly enter into a relationship that will most likely end. How do you know when to walk away? At what point do you realize that you just cant love a person? I battled with these questions my last relationship, we dated for 9 months and i did not fall in love with him. I couldn't....my heart refused to open itself to him. For the longest i thought it was him, till recently i realized it was me, i couldnt allow myself to love him HENCE the footloose and fancy free blog. Its like embedded into me. I am capable of loving someone i guess it just has to be for the right person. So not to leave on an emo note, because nobody likes a downer....its the 4th of July damnit, i am going to go light a firework, drink pear cider and be fabulous. ciao!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220974056071817675-5689549975255834265?l=jesscacho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/feeds/5689549975255834265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220974056071817675&amp;postID=5689549975255834265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/5689549975255834265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/5689549975255834265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/2008/07/break-ups.html' title='Break-ups'/><author><name>LA_Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824971233125621773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UkOhPnIne0c/SGVK3cl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Od_je3DICWU/S220/Picture+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675.post-4112321366301299128</id><published>2008-06-28T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T00:05:45.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday night BLAH!</title><content type='html'>So after declaring my supreme fabulousness and newly embraced single hood, i am sitting her home on the computer on Saturday night.  All i wanted to do was shake my ass have a drink and maybe  even flirt a little, def not happening tonight! My friends are pretty much flakes, one said she wanted to go out today at work and opted for an evening with her boyfriend. Another was dieing to go out and couldn't find a sitter for her son. I could have gone to a local bar in chino, but with the high risk of running into a high school frienemy i decided to lay low, sulk in my pjs and enjoy skinny cow ice cream, well off to bed! need my sleep im attending bridal show #2 with my sister and mom tomorrow and need all my energy for the dozens of different cakes i will be sampling, maid of honor dresses i will be trying on and most importantly the bridal hunks bidding for my sisters business and my attention CIAO LOVERS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220974056071817675-4112321366301299128?l=jesscacho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/feeds/4112321366301299128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220974056071817675&amp;postID=4112321366301299128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/4112321366301299128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220974056071817675/posts/default/4112321366301299128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesscacho.blogspot.com/2008/06/saturday-night-blah.html' title='saturday night BLAH!'/><author><name>LA_Tina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00824971233125621773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UkOhPnIne0c/SGVK3cl4rzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Od_je3DICWU/S220/Picture+110.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220974056071817675.post-9210708962670161725</id><published>2008-06-27T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T13:01:23.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Footloose and Fancy Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; So here i am again, a single girl in the city. I have never been the tamed type for some reason, or for some guys. Well the ending of my last relationship prompted me to write this blog but relationships have never been a huge yearning in my life, don't get me wrong i love affection, cuddling and the companionship of having a man but i never really needed it. Instead i strive to do things for me, accomplish my goals, do what i want and not have to answer to anyone. I always wondered why i was like this? Instead of chasing boys i chased my dreams and still in this marathon of life running to catch them! I had dinner with my mom, aunt, and sister yesterday at Beso (btw fabulous restaurant i recommend the mango martini...yum) My mother happily married for 26 years my aunt also for 15 years and my sister newly engaged to her boyfriend of 6 YEARS, (sporting a gorgeous rock and blissful glow) have all had these great lasting relationship and still in them. Now i am only 21 and have no plans on getting married, engaged, knocked up any of that anytime soon. But wondered why when these women were my age they were already settled in there relationships. And it came to me....I am exactly like my grandmother Tina Loa...her description of her romantic lifestyle was FOOTLOOSE AND FANCY FREE...meaning she dated who she wanted kept no obligation to any man and left when she wanted. and basically thats ME! I have friends already married and some pregnant or having there second child, and i dont want any of that. I would rather go out dancing and drinking then play dates at the park, go to the gym than dinner with him, sew a dress than go on a date, and really see nothing wrong with it! I am content with my life now, excited for changes that come my way, i have new adventures to go on, exotic lands to explore(costa rica this august) and many more cosmopolitans to drink! So this is a proclamation of my fabulousness, an ode to my courage to embrace this life on my own, and the beginning of my journey as an adult! 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