bicoastal affects.

disclaimer: i rarely post about my personal life due to career reasons but i felt that this post was more than needed. so read and comment if you please.

breakdown:i am originally from Los Angeles, CA but attend school in NYC.

story: i dont ever claim to be the most popular person due to horrible habits of losing contact with people from both cities but i definitely do have a large number of acquaintances. the word acquaintances is better to use as opposed to friend because i will admit to rarely acknowledging people. i have situated myself into a dream chaser mode which takes over my world. i have made my social life basically all about networking to get myself to a higher level on my career map. acquaintances have been put to the side because honestly most of them can truly inspire or motivate me to accomplish my goals. i dont dislike anyone but i find my career chasing overpowering my life. my list of priorities have always been god first then family then school/career then friends so when people get upset you must realize where you stand in terms of importance. my true friends have grown to realize that i have matured and am now in a success hungry mode. they understand and support while those acquaintances of mine have done nothing but doubted and hit me up when its about "turning [bleep] up". dont get me wrong i do have a social/party life but its not as important to me as it once was.
so today i sign on facebook first, no notifications. i am honestly not shocked, i actually assumed that that would happen. then i sign on to myspace, i notice that people i once called "friends" have deleted me as an online friend. people act brand new on me but its quite okay. so i change my number and you get mad or i dont pick up and you get mad shows your immature ways. so instead of getting mad i offer you an explanation; here it is.

i dont expect people to run back to me. my social life isnt about pleasing each of these hypebeast in these streets.
i hate using cliches but im truly on my grown woman [bleep]

get with my movement or not, its on you. i will continue to do me and watch me blow up.

confession:i will admit that me being bicoastal has had an affect on me staying in contact with people.