Can't Stop. Won't Stop

To say that I feel motivated would be an understatement.

There are times in my life where the word "motivation" doesn't even do justice to how I'm feeling. There are a few significant factors that have caused my self-esteem, confidence, and determination to yet again skyrocket out of orbit.

1. I've made a new french friend. This weekend, we were hanging out at a bar and talking. There were a few other people there, no big deal. During conversation, he said something to me that really struck hard. Apparently, I've been talking to him in English and not French. He said something along the lines of, "It's like you don't really want to try and speak the language, and just stay where at the level you're comfortable with."

Oh buddy, you have no idea who you're talking to. Me? Not want to speak a language? That's all I've ever wanted. That's my only true goal in life- to be bilingual. Sure, I'm not great at speaking French. Big friggin deal. I have valid justification as to why I've been speaking in English: If you speak to me in English, that's how I'll respond. It's natural. My brain isn't accustomed to speaking more than one language. And, since when the fuck have I settled to be at comfortable level? I always push myself one step further and further. I always set high goals, and I achieve them. I'm not mad at my friend at all- quite on the contrary. I'm happy he made this statement because if that is how I appear to be, I need to change my act quickly. I know that I'm better than average. I know I want more than average. I want the impossible, and I'll get it. From now on, I'm pushing myself to the boundaries. It's grind time, and I'm coming with a vengeance. Everything I set out to do will be accomplished. I'm unstoppable.

2. I've been in touch with former coworkers at Reebok. I was recently in touch with this guy who works there who pretty much has my dream job. He very graciously put me in touch with a few people for some networking opportunities. Turns out, he's coming to Paris for the launch of the 20th Anniversary, Reebok X Colette Pump. Colette is one of the most exclusive, well-respected brands/stores in lifestyle fashion. It's the creme de la creme. The Pump, for all of you that are reading this and think I'm talking about a high heel, was a sneaker from back in the late 80's (1989) that had a little round pump on the tongue. Ladies and gentlemen, I officially am going to the launch party at Colette. This is a BIG deal. First of all, I've always wanted to go to Colette, but never have. It's like... mecca. Secondly, it's amazing that I'm allowed to go to this launch considering that it's been almost a year since I stopped interning at Reebok- and I wasn't even in the guy's (the brand manager that I'm in contact with) department! Third, I'll finally be able to experience Paris. I've been here for going on 2 months and I haven't yet ventured outside of Reims. And fourthly, the networking opportunities at this party will be golden. This is my chance to meet key people in the industry and hopefully make some good connections. I'M SO EXCITED.

3. I almost fit comfortably into a pair of jeans that haven't fit in quite some time. They'll be butter by the time I go to Paris.

I hope people keep doubting me. I thrive off of proving them wrong. They said I couldn't get the job at Reebok. They said I wouldn't make it to France. They said I'm weird for loving sneakers. They said I'll never be bilingual. Haters, keep hating.

Harder. Better. Faster. Stronger.