After a night of bliss at my own designated Hard Rock Café, I woke up one morning and decided that paid employment was not for me. No risks involved.

Gone are the days when rumors linked you to an affair.

Hello Peeps, Its time for us to ask ourselves what the perfect excuse is.  Rather than run from the responsibility of answering this question, the manner, and time to give the excuse is in our hands.

Question! How do you become an Icon? How do you conquer your prey?

I don’t know where to start from, but this is certainly a story I have to share, and a question I need to ask. When he says “I have to go” what do I do?

It’s kind of tough living in this age where the generation of the twenties is taking over the generation of the thirties. The funny side to this is the fact that they all belong to the Generation X, so why the beef?