Wednesday, July 21, 2010

"You've been checked out"

Well it’s been forever since I’ve written something, per my many request (cough) Angeles ;) leads me to here.

Let’s start with:

"I'm sorry but you've been checked out of our Hotel by your husband, Mr. Maldonado"

Background:

My work requires me to fly into Utah twice a year for a week for Faculty meetings and training. So my trip starts out like this:

--Agenda Tuesday, July 13, 2010--


  • · 5:00am Wake up, brush teeth, shower (a must) a get ready
    · 6:00am Dad picks me up to drive me to airport
    · 6:30am Arrive wait in line of 300 people*

o Wait wait wait, sorry miss, but you need to come with me!


  • § Um okay- why? Random security search

  • · MY MIND ( yeah right, my random my ass )

o Here I am thinking badly of this poor oversized woman that could probably eat me for breakfast

o She leans in and whispers hands up please,
· SCARED!!!

o Okay, she wipes my hands with some weird machine and says you’re all done you can cut in front of all wink*


· Creep y but hey I’m in front of every YAY


  • · 7:00am Waiting

  • · 7:30am Boarding flight
  • · 10:30am Arrive in Salt lake (time difference it wasn’t a long flight)
  • 11:00am Arrive at hotel check in, change for meeting at 12pm
  • 11:45am Walk my happy self down to the meeting and to my surprise I’m sorry but all the meeting today are for Managers only, did you not get the email sent a week ago!
  • o WHAT THE SMOKES NO I did not!
  • o If I knew that I wouldn’t woken up at 5 freaking am made my poor dad travel my way and pick me up rushed to get ready in my suit, and this is the part I strangle her
    § All in my mind of course
  • · 12:00pm – 1:00am
    o Bath
    o Watch TV
    o Room service
    o Sleep
    o More sleep
    o Open window
    o Close window
  • · OH YES do not forget in UTAH it doesn’t turn night until 945 freaking pm yeah so that sucks can’t sleep till 1am!

So that was my 1st day there, the week goes by and come Friday, in a meeting and my feet hurt so I run to my room to change shoes but my room Key doesn’t work!? Hmm I see the maid and she says this room changed been check out, I said how I am here till Saturday and walks away, Then this follows:

1. Ring Ring: Hi Yes I am in room xxx and my key does not work oh yeah that’s cause you checked out? Hmm there some be some mistake let me go down there
2. Walk walk walk


3. Hi yes, I just called BEFORE I could say any word my he throws a paper at me and says Miss

“I'm sorry but you've been checked out of our Hotel by your husband, Mr. Maldonado"

4. WHAT?!! I don’t have a husband, I don’t even have a boyfriend,


a. Yes miss Maldonado, he called himself Mr. Maldonado we reviewed the charges you’ve made with him and he signed off


5. WHAT?! Like I said I DO not have a husband, did you check id
a. Blank stares


6. I call my work representative and they are outraged, you’re telling me you gave my information to a stranger, reviewed my charges without checking ID
a. He knew who you were


7. I’m the ONLY one registered in this room why would you do that
a. He had a key to your room
b. And we have a lot of foreigners come through here


8. BLOOD drops to the floor WHAT!!!
a. But do not worry Ms. Maldonado here is your key you are all set
9. I’m in shock walk back to my room, call my sisters and they knock some sense into me


  • a. A stranger claims to be my husband
    b. A man knows me by name
    c. Had a key to my room
    d. Could be watching me
    e. Maybe had gone into my room
    f. I freak out pack my things and walk to the lobby

10. Hi yes can I speak to you manager, I no longer feel safe here, you gave my information to stranger gave him my information, let him check me out, he could be waiting for me, who in the right mind claims to be someone else and BY NAME singles me out for fun NO one he wanted to


  • 1. Rob me
    2. Hurt me
    3. Worse!

  • ii. Tears start pouring out, I can’t help it but I’m in fear of the whole situation.

11. I’m sorry Ms. We’ll put you in a new room and under a different name

  • a. Don’t you have security cameras how do I know this man Is not still here?

12. Well nothing was taken from your room, and you are okay, so there really isn’t much we can do. Here is your key the bell man will take your bags to your room


13. Walk to the elevators and bing bing bing to my surprise the put in the nicest room alive picture below, it was nice to be in this room but my peace of mind was taken from me at night I had to put a chair against the door because I was soo scared.

Entry






Bathroom





Bedroom




Living room








14. That night we had a mixer for our work and all I could think about was, are you him, are you him why is that guy watching me, who is following me. Needless to say I was glad to be home and away from it all.

Its funny how one little thing can disrupt your life, I’m still a little creeped out by the whole thing and next trip will try to take one of my family members with me so I won’t be scared . My Brother in law wants me to sue but i just want it over... Needless to say what a scary adventure.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Dream by definition

Dream by definition is:

The thoughts, or series of thoughts, or imaginary transactions, which occupy the mind during sleep; a sleeping vision. A visionary scheme; a wild conceit; an idle fancy; a vagary; a revery.

If dreams are all but imaginary transactions, why do they make us feel? How can a dream an idle fancy wake unwanted feelings that were dead or absent? It truly makes me wonder if dreams are a cruel joke that our mind plays with us or maybe its a reminder of what has never died.

Last night i had a dream that i was with my ex my first love, and found out he was cheating with my brothers girlfriend and crushed me to the core of my heart, all those unwanted feeling came back, lose, pain, insecurity and anger. He and I today in real world are friends but i can't help to feel something for him when is quite some time since we parted ways and i thought i had no feelings of any kind left for him but today after a silly dream a visionary scheme of thoughts, a vagary can bring me feeling to light, have they always been there and i have just suppressed them, could it be? Or is it just a temporary feeling, or reminder of a memory.


I wonder at times if our dreams are trying to tell us something we try to hide, or are dreams memory of fears or happy moments

Yesterday i saw the sun falling, and couldn't help but think of him. here i am looking beside my heart and ask him am just lonely? as he pumps blood through my body he responds with a devilish smile yes...

A Dream by Edgar



Allan Poe


In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed-
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.


Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?


That holy dream- that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding.


What though that light, thro' storm and night,
So trembled from afar-
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth's day-star?

Thursday, January 28, 2010

The Begining


What is a Blog hmm, it really is just like an open diary. The Reason I chose the title "When Night Falls" Is because the night resembles the end, the end of the day, a time where you come home lay on your bed, sit on your couch, relax in a bath or hey sit on the toilet. This is the time that we reflect on our day, the thoughts we have been avoiding all day just seem to come to live and exists, Stress, Work, Heart ache or lack of, basically Life. We sit and reflect, wonder and daydream, plot ways on how to change. This is When my Night Falls


When Night Falls


Loneliness becomes your Lover
Anger Becomes your friend


When Night falls its only you
You Become your worst best friend


Your Heart beats.
Your Body's numb
You Head Spins


When Night Falls doubt rises
Cries Fly
Lies caress your breaking heart


Questions arise...

Was it Me?
Wast it He?
Could we Be?


Unspoken words that seem to linger and tease
Lost in my mind
searching, scratching
fighting biting
lying, hurting
buring, yearning


Yearning...


Yearning for your touch,
your kiss
Oh how i miss


When Night Falls Bravery dies
Shattered dreams breath and run free


When night Falls,
its not you i miss


It's ME I SEEK...


--Yesica Maldonado