Dies

I'm just adorable.

I couldn't help myself!

I like this little thing so much!

It makes you do fun things.

Nueve

I took this picture in Medellin.

People LIVE there.

In very unstable houses.

So sad.

But pretty.

Siete

This is the view from my hotel room for this week.

I love this picture right now.

I brings so many good memories to my head.

So many good memories!

huit

this oil spill makes me so sad, any picture i see of it or the organisms effected by it breaks my heart. (ps. i donated my hair to help clean it up!)

parking lot narrative

this blog is good, its helping me write. and when i'm not writing, i'm thinking of ways i could write something.

example/ i wrote this on my phone, waiting for my sister because i was too lazy and unkept to leave the car

people come and go.
i stay, i watch.
they withstand the rittling and rattling of the shards of metal on wheels that is a shopping cart. they load up their bags and leave a trail of carbon emissions in their wake.

i, adjacent to a tree where black crows observe the same phenomena, watch.
they search for food.
i sit in the walmart parking lot and look out, watching the people coming and going.

7

this photo makes me happy. i swore i was going to marry paul when i was little, i still would

stolen

It was horrible. I had to make the transition from the musty air in my car to the even more humid and pervading air in the Publix parking lot to arrive at the refreshing albeit warm air circulating the enclosure of the Dollar Tree store all because my mom wanted me to get her stupid powder to clean the carpet. I was obviously in a bad mood and hating the hot weather.

I went aisle by aisle, not knowing where to find the product I sought. I started at the front of the store and by the time I had peaked my head into the 3rd row, I was convinced that the hippie cashier and I were the only ones in the store—that’s when I reached the 4th aisle. That’s where I saw a lady nervously fumbling to stick something in her purse. What the hell? This fortysomething year old is stealing something frm an aisle where theres aluminum foil and those plastic baggies you put your sandwiches in. Why would anyone do that? Especially if its only going to come out to a dollar and seven cent?!

Mind you, this is all going through my mind and I stood still watching her; I’m not very good at being discrete. She gave a contemptuous look and I stared right back at her with a “yeah, I just saw what you did, bitch” face and I kept walking, continuing my quest to find that carpet cleaner stuff.

Should I tell, should I not tell? Who do I tell, the hipster cashier? I thought about it and decided to let it be. Who knows mwhat financial situation she was in, maybe she seriously needed it…though I should mention that she did have a hand basket full of other stuff, so she probably could’ve afforded 1 more thing. Whatevrer, I was just hoping the situation would fix itself, karma.

I found what I ws looking for and I got in line. Of course, the thief lady is in front of me and suddenly the store seems to be buzzing with people. They get in line behind me, make noise, you know, buzz up the place lol.

When the thief goes to pay the cashier says her total is 4.24. reasonable? I think so. The thief pulls out a 5 dollar bill and the cashier who has super long white hair and bangs, orange tanned skin and rocks an argentinan accent says, hold on, I’ll go get change in the back. The thief says no, I have to go, I have exact change. She takes out 4 singles but she only has 10 cents. The cashier says don’t worry, I’ll cover the rest, you have a nice day. And the thief lady looks at her and insists on finding change in her purse.

By this point I’m just giving the thief a nasty look because, honestly, the cashier is being so nice to her and she’s STEALING from the store. In the end, the thief gives in the 4 singles and 10 cents and lets the cashier keep the five too. The cashier looks at me and says, how nice, I love surprises.

I think, I love twists.

Of course, this whole thing happened in Spanish, because this is Miami, jajaja.

seis (dos)

you know what tickles my fancy? that expression.
i just found out when it came from

and seeing you write stuff too is nice

*etymology, i think thats the word for word origins, yeahh, thats what tickles my fancy

Seis

Dune Messiah tickles my fancy.
It is kind of a good book.
I think I like Frank Herbert too much.
BUT I hate mosquitos!

I'm here!

See.
I care.
You aren't talking to yourself.
I'm listening.
I'm being like a good listener.
Letting you talk while I just listen.
I figure it is time to put my two cents in.
The end of June does need to come.
I miss you lots too!
Especially since you are leaving.
I think about that a lot.
And how I am going to cry when you leave.
But I try to shove it to the back of my mind.
I'm kind of good at that.
I think I will join you in the whole day thing.
It seems super fun.
Like super fun!
I think the picture of the moth is a little scary.
I would have probably freaked out and thrown it away.
I'm glad you didn't because even though it is a scary picture it is still a kind of awesome picture.
I want to totally see the video of your dad dancing.
I forgot the other posts because well, my memory is a little bad.
I miss you so much!

um,

i feel really awkward doing this by myself.
its like when you're talking to someone behind you and theyre not there so it looks like you're talking to no one, yea thats how i feel

fourfive

I don't have a favorite book. it doesn't feel right to single out one, i like many.

same with quotes. i don't a have very good memory when it comes to inspirational quotes or whatever but i just "stumbledupon" this one:

“Life’s journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting ‘Holy shit…what a ride!’” ~Hunter S. Thompson

sport

I like people watching, it's so much fun to do

today i went to fairchild with a friend and people watched, we also watched plants and nature because that's what you do there, but people were very interesting

3.

Gilmore Girls

No question about it. I'm not very good at keeping up with tv shows. I usually will watch one season and then watch a few episodes here and there until I eventually lose interest. Not with Gilmore Girls for some weird reason; I've seen every episode multiple times and I love it. I think it's the really fast talking and all the references they make to pop culture that keeps me interested.

I'm currently really into watching Pretty Little Liars (yea, I know it sounds lame, but its like law&order + the secret life of the american teenager + desperate housewives. it's good-bad drama suspense murder scandal, thats the best way to describe it) and Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations (i'm developing a crush on him).

family line

texts between my (half) and me:
-Oh yeah and wish your dad a happy father's day for me lol
-Lol sure, I have the coolest dad
-I guess, but mine is funnier
-Mine can make the best Barney impressions
-Mine likes to embarrass me in front of my friends with the same Barney impressions followed by imitations of Indian accents. "In my country"
-Lol that's cool but I don't think your dad has ever danced with clowns in Santo Domingo

this reminded me of how funny my dad is; i'll show you the video of him dancing sometime, it's sooooo funny

2.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

I like movie plots that aren't in chronological order. This one is like that, plus it's a love story, a comedy, and has a little fantasy twist to it, woah!

father's day

i've always thought that it must suck to be a bad parent and know it and be reminded of it on father's day (or mother's day).

i hope i'm not a bad parent.

1.

Sam's Town by The Killers.

The first time I heard this song I liked it because of its message; now it has so many memories attached and I love it. I like that whole album a lot in general 'cause its like a long, unwinding story line.

hiphiphooray

Ok so I clicked on the NextBlog button and found this. I figured it's summer and I really don't have anything to do besides read The Odyssey (I applied for a few jobs, but doubt I'll get them). so if I'm going to be on the computer I should do something more interesting instead of wasting time facebook stalking people I don't really care about. So, here it goes:

* Day 01 — Your favorite song
*Day 02 — Your favorite movie
* Day 03 — Your favorite television program
* Day 04 — Your favorite book
* Day 05 — Your favorite quote
* Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy
* Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy
* Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad
* Day 09 — A photo you took
* Day 10 — A photo of you taken over ten years ago
* Day 11 — A photo of you taken recently
* Day 12 — Whatever tickles your fancy
* Day 13 — A fictional book
* Day 14 — A non-fictional book
* Day 15 — A fanfic
* Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
* Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
* Day 18 — Whatever tickles your fancy
* Day 19 — A talent of yours

* Day 20 — A hobby of yours

* Day 21 — A recipe

* Day 22 — A website
* Day 23 — A YouTube video
* Day 24 — Whatever tickles your fancy
* Day 25 — Your day, in great detail
* Day 26 — Your week, in great detail
* Day 27 — This month, in great detail
* Day 28 — This year, in great detail
* Day 29 — Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
* Day 30 — Whatever tickles your fancy

moth

I took this today; I thought it looked graceful.

aleuba|abuela

my grandma is staying with us, she leaves this week (:(), but i have some observations i need to note:

-she sleeps almost all day, which makes me a little sad because that's uncharacteristic of the grandmother in my memory, but she is ageing
-she's lost her ability to cook amazingly, which she admits
-she still talks to the tv when watching novellas, and will proceed to inform anyone in the room what's going on in the novella--even if you don't care/aren't paying attention
-the stuff she says is so much more ridiculous now than when i was little. or maybe i just appreciate it more now? examples:: she had a fifteen minute long conversation with herself (bc my sister and i were half listening) about how she liked gay people because they're 'especial'; she warned us to run if we ever saw someone throwing hot milk at us, 'cause that stuff burns you, she said; she made fun of an old lady (read: a lady her age) at the store, when the lady could hear what she was saying; every day as we're all watching a world cup game she complains about how she doesn't understand why "those people" like to throw themselves on the ground (she just doesn't get that they fall, etc)

she's hilarious, i love her.

on a side note: my aunt decided that she wanted to be called "abi" by her granddaugther when she found out she was gonna be a grandmother and i just thought that was odd. aren't the names little kids call their relatives kind of not under your control? at least, that's what i always thought.

the end of june needs to come

'cause i miss you


i feel kinda lame blogging about this. and maybe just blogging in general, lol.

me

I saw my reflection in the puddle, I was terrified.

effervescence

Happy we dance;
We slide, we glide, we float.

The night is infinite
Friendliness in abundance
Silence in moderation

It's a climatic buildup of energy--
The bass keeps going,
some keep playing, some keep dancing:
everyone maintains the atmosphere.

One by one each person reaches their limit, their peak.
A few develop penchants for others in these inebriated conditions
A few take advantage of these newly exposed weaknesses

Dancing, albeit it continues, loses its form
It becomes a waving of arms, a swaying of legs
A pulsating desire

Laughter becomes larger than life
Bottles are empty, hearts are heavy
Hugs are rampant, as is chattering

Attention: the speakers are done; they've burst

Everything is uninhibited, pure.

Escape until tomorrow.

tautology

i currently have 162 unopened emails; half of them are words of the day, half of them are those weekly things i get from stuff i signed up for forever ago, but never need anymore.

the word emails are my favorite. sometimes, actually most of the time, i "star" the emails and put them in a "favorite words" folder (gmail rocks hard!).

the one that is among my favorites is Promethean. It's an adjective, and according to Merriam-Webster it means- of, relating to, or resembling Prometheus, his experiences, or his art; especially : daringly original or creative.

I copy and pasted the brief background on Prometheus at the bottom of this post for anyone who comes across this and doesn't know/is curious.

I've always been into Greek mythology, but have never had a chance to formally study it. I suppose that's what makes this word so special--it's allusion.

I'm looking forward to using it one day and having people appreciate it's background.

Now on to deleting more emails, my goal is to be a normal person and have none unread!


*Prometheus (one of the Titan giants) modeled humans from clay and then taught them agriculture and all the arts of civilization. He also stole fire from the gods and gave it to humans. So inventive was he that anything that bears the stamp of creativity and originality can still be called "Promethean." Zeus, however, had wanted the human race to perish, so Prometheus' actions were also disobedient. Hence "Promethean" can also mean defiant of authority or limits. As punishment for his disobedience, Zeus chained Prometheus to a rock where an eagle daily tore at his liver. Thus, any suffering on a grand scale can also be called Promethean — though this sense is not as common as the others. (courtesy of Merriam-Webster)