Friday, November 19, 2010

Wednesday, November 17, 2010



Haha this is very accurate for many Americans

Everywhere I look: Bitches

I keep seeing all these girls walking around with sorority jackets and it makes me wonder why anybody would actually want to be a part of something like that. I just feel like it's so pointless and for those of you who say, "ooooooh it will help me get a job!", BULLSHIT. When I own my own company or business or am a bum (whatever) I am NOT going to hire you because you were probably just really mean to people in your little sorority and you probably just care wayyyy too much about being accepted by an organized click. And I'm sorry, but raising money by having a hot tub party with a bunch of drunk college kids isn't really that noble. If your intentions are to give back to the community, joining a sorority isn't really the first place I would start.

p.s. This also refers to frats. I just notice sororities more often because for some reason I only have women in my classes and they all insist on wearing their little jackets to class. But actually, now that I think about it, frats are just as annoying. I occasionally hear them screaming outside my building at odd hours of the night.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

"I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn’t have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn’t make for an interesting person. I didn’t want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone."

Thursday, October 28, 2010

My favorite music

Within You - Ray LaMontagne
Sing Me To Heaven - Daniel Gawthrop

I don't usually like to talk about my music preferences because music is really personal to me and I like it that way. I guess I'm in a weird mood. Anyway, these are two beautiful songs that I love. Especially the second half of Sing Me to Heaven when done right.

I want one :)

Sir, no touching the dog, please

"I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all."

Friday, October 15, 2010

What the hell am I doing here?



Halfway up Mount Hamilton. I live just off this street.

A beautiful winter day in San Jose.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Friday, October 8, 2010

Me gustas cuando callas - Pablo Neruda

Me gustas cuando callas porque estas como ausente,
y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te toca.
Parece que los ojos se te hubieran volado
y parece que un beso te cerrara la boca.

Como todas las cosas estan llenas de mi alma
emerges de las cosas, llena del alma mia.
Mariposa de sueno, te pareces a mi alma,
y te pareces a la palabra melancolia.

Me gustas cuando callas y estas como distante.
Y estas como quejandote, mariposa en arrullo.
Y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te alcanza:
dejame que me calle con el silencio tuyo.

Dejame que te hable tambien con tu silencio
claro como una lampara, simple como un anillo.
Eres como la noche, callada y constelada.
Tu silencio es de estrella, tan lejano y sencillo.

Me gustas cuando callas porque estas como ausente.
Distante y dolorosa como si hubieras muerto.
Una palabra entonces, una sonrisa bastan.
Y estoy alegre, alegre de que no sea cierto.

^ so romantic

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

I miss California

I've lived in California for 18 years -I think I may have seen a small handful of ugly people there in that time- and they were all from out of town

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

I could definitely use some retail therapy

I hate feeling like I need to do everything all the time. Tonight I'm probably just going to lay in bed by myself because I'm exhausted. If I were at home right now, I would watch a movie and make cookies with my sister.

I like to cuddle like this

Today I may have failed an exam

The elevator thing I was complaining about a few posts down happened multiple times today. Not good.

Friday, October 1, 2010

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Can I just say...

I don't really understand why people ask such dumb elevator questions. If you press the button to go down, the only elevator door that is going to open is the one GOING DOWN. That's why there are two buttons. So you can specify. Unless you accidently pressed both buttons (kind of dumb?), please do not ask the innocent people inside of the elevator if it is "going up or down?". We are in a rush.

^By the way, this is not being mean. I just don't understand. Why?! WHYYYYYYYY?!?!?!?!?

Also, I'm sort of a little bit annoyed about other things. But at least I'm only one class away from the weekend :)

On another note, I kind of love one of my Spanish teachers because she is hilarious. Today, we had to take a test and most us of didn't bring dictionaries so she handed out about 6. Anyway, the one she gave me wasn't actually a Spanish-English dictionary so I asked her if she had another one I could use. Then, she walked over to another student picked the dictionary up off her desk and gave it to me. I felt kind of bad, but it was just so hilarious. I think she likes me. That's new.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

I'm so glad I'm not a music major anymore



These were taken in my favorite neighborhood in Buenos Aires called "La Boca". The buildings are all so colorful and beautiful. While I was there I took tango lessons and ate delicious steak empanadas. Me gustarĂ­a regresar.
I'm not really sure what I'm planning on doing with my new major in Spanish, but so far I like my classes this semester a lot more than last year so I'm happy. Hopefully I'll be able to visit Argentina again sometime in the future.

Monday, September 27, 2010

I love mail

I was introduced to bean pie at the farmer's market in downtown San Jose this summer by my friend, Sammy. Since I don't really know where to get bean pie in Hempstead, I'm having my mom send me one in the mail. So ready for this pie!

Last time I was at the farmer's market in Evergreen I got yelled at by an entire family for bringing my puppy too close to the fruit stands. It was scary.

Other things I am expecting in the mail:
leather backpack
blue contacts (only purchased so that I can finally use my fake ID without looking like an idiot)

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Me



This picture was taken last summer right before I came to Hofstra, things have changed a lot since then. I want my hair to be this long again. I predict it will reach this length by March (or maybe May).

Today I made a blog

I've been wanting to make a blog for a while now. And a couple hours ago while I was eating microwaveable soup and procrastinating hard on my paper I decided THE TIME IS NOW. I really wanted to make this post all colorful and cute but it won't let me! I tried! *Sigh* I will become more blog savvy in time i guess.