One day I'll wake up and I'll smile.
I'll smile at the goodness of the light and the shadows of the trees.
The trees and the grass and the hastiness of the birds nearby.
Nearby and far, but nonetheless existing.
Existing and more real than I could ever dream of.
One day, it will all be over.
Over and gone like the start of the weekend.
The weekend that didn't want to be forgotten.
Forgotten, though, it will be.
One day, all I'll know is that I made it.
I made it and all I'll ever know is that I never lost hope.
One day, my eyes and my heart will no longer be deaf.
And they will never, ever, know of the word "no".
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Home, sweet home
MAYBE its time to update-
Um....Im kind of in Nicaragua right now. I KNOW. Crazy, right. My mom asked me what I wanted for my birthday and I didnt want a birthday party at all, birthday parties are overrated and everyones just there for the food, including myself but thats not the point. The point is I just didnt want a párty. What I really wanted was to go to Nicaragua. The homeland.
Everything happened so quickly! Bought my tickets Monday night and then all of a sudden it was Friday, my birthday: Ana gave me the cutest little french box and shot CUP, anabel made me the cutest card and dress and french cookbook and her sister and mom gave me a birthday candle!!!!, yessenia bought me a pinata and filled it with spongebob memorabilia and all these amazing goodies, kulsoom bought me buttercream walnut brownies, francis bought me cupcakes, alyssa made me the cutest card and amazing chocolate chip cookies, judy made a heartfelt homemade card, cynthia got me YOOHOOS!!! and a beautiful homemade card, and then after that my momma picked me up, went to mi tia juanitas house and then ate taco bell, and then I was off.
It was weird being at the airport, going through airport security by myself, walking to the gate by myself and sitting down by myself. Observing, listening, and thinking about all of the things that had changed in my life. Im 18 now. Eighteen. 18. 18. 18. Im not a baby anymore. Everything I do now has to be measured carefully and thought out to the t. But it doesnt feel like it, reaching this big independent age. I havent done much thats different, except I kind of had my whole first beer yesterday o.o I felt like a feather afterwards, definitely a light drinker. Jonathan, Paola and Marilu picked me up from the airport. I had a stomachache thanks to the turkey sandwich on the plane, no wonder there was a huge ass line to the airplanes bathroom. We stopped at a gas station and I gave everyone their taco from taco bell and I drank an ENZA which is basically alkaseltzer in a bottle. It was disgusting but it helped. Then I had my quesillo!!! Came home to find the cutest kitty cake and then my grandma wouldnt let me go, she was so surprised and she was twirling me around and I seriously debated if she was drunk lol. Then we cut my cake, took pictures and off to the bar we went! Marilu and I did karaoke and it was hilarious. We ate, cracked jokes, drank my first beer and it was a great night. We even bumped into Gisella! Now Im not saying im gonna start bragging about drinking and all this jazz, I was the only one to drink that night and it was healthy first drink because I didnt get drunk and I dont plan on doing this often, not that I even can in the US. It felt kind of cool, not the drinking the actual beer part, but being out with friends and having a good ol time.
Yep. Its been really hot though. Like, Miami times three hot. Im continiously sweating and Ive had to change clothes two times already. Ah, but its been a good time though.
*Side note, the keyboards are really weird though and I dont know where all the commas and junk is at so i have so many typos....insert sad face.
Um....Im kind of in Nicaragua right now. I KNOW. Crazy, right. My mom asked me what I wanted for my birthday and I didnt want a birthday party at all, birthday parties are overrated and everyones just there for the food, including myself but thats not the point. The point is I just didnt want a párty. What I really wanted was to go to Nicaragua. The homeland.
Everything happened so quickly! Bought my tickets Monday night and then all of a sudden it was Friday, my birthday: Ana gave me the cutest little french box and shot CUP, anabel made me the cutest card and dress and french cookbook and her sister and mom gave me a birthday candle!!!!, yessenia bought me a pinata and filled it with spongebob memorabilia and all these amazing goodies, kulsoom bought me buttercream walnut brownies, francis bought me cupcakes, alyssa made me the cutest card and amazing chocolate chip cookies, judy made a heartfelt homemade card, cynthia got me YOOHOOS!!! and a beautiful homemade card, and then after that my momma picked me up, went to mi tia juanitas house and then ate taco bell, and then I was off.
It was weird being at the airport, going through airport security by myself, walking to the gate by myself and sitting down by myself. Observing, listening, and thinking about all of the things that had changed in my life. Im 18 now. Eighteen. 18. 18. 18. Im not a baby anymore. Everything I do now has to be measured carefully and thought out to the t. But it doesnt feel like it, reaching this big independent age. I havent done much thats different, except I kind of had my whole first beer yesterday o.o I felt like a feather afterwards, definitely a light drinker. Jonathan, Paola and Marilu picked me up from the airport. I had a stomachache thanks to the turkey sandwich on the plane, no wonder there was a huge ass line to the airplanes bathroom. We stopped at a gas station and I gave everyone their taco from taco bell and I drank an ENZA which is basically alkaseltzer in a bottle. It was disgusting but it helped. Then I had my quesillo!!! Came home to find the cutest kitty cake and then my grandma wouldnt let me go, she was so surprised and she was twirling me around and I seriously debated if she was drunk lol. Then we cut my cake, took pictures and off to the bar we went! Marilu and I did karaoke and it was hilarious. We ate, cracked jokes, drank my first beer and it was a great night. We even bumped into Gisella! Now Im not saying im gonna start bragging about drinking and all this jazz, I was the only one to drink that night and it was healthy first drink because I didnt get drunk and I dont plan on doing this often, not that I even can in the US. It felt kind of cool, not the drinking the actual beer part, but being out with friends and having a good ol time.
Yep. Its been really hot though. Like, Miami times three hot. Im continiously sweating and Ive had to change clothes two times already. Ah, but its been a good time though.
*Side note, the keyboards are really weird though and I dont know where all the commas and junk is at so i have so many typos....insert sad face.
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Tomorrow, perhaps?
Maybe someday we'll meet. We'll see each other and we'll know.
We'll learn how to play the banjo and harmonica together and we'll start our own secret band.
We'll watch really aggravating, foreign films together and laugh about the absurdity.
We'll have a lazy day where we'll just drive around til we find a place we like.
Maybe someday.
We'll learn how to play the banjo and harmonica together and we'll start our own secret band.
We'll watch really aggravating, foreign films together and laugh about the absurdity.
We'll have a lazy day where we'll just drive around til we find a place we like.
Maybe someday.
Monday, April 2, 2012
AHHHH
I'm so excited for the future!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hyacinth told me during lunch today that she wanted to go on this volunteering trip with Medlife to Peru and asked me if I was interested. HECK YEAH i'm interested! I'd LOVE to go, especially since it's in the field I want to work in for the rest of my life. (oh and peruvian food is amazing :p) I'M SO FRIGGIN HAPPYYY!!!
And then the fact that I picked miami dade honors and how im getting extra cash on the side and how im staying nearby home and how God is helping me settle things into place...I LOVE YOU.
:)
Hyacinth told me during lunch today that she wanted to go on this volunteering trip with Medlife to Peru and asked me if I was interested. HECK YEAH i'm interested! I'd LOVE to go, especially since it's in the field I want to work in for the rest of my life. (oh and peruvian food is amazing :p) I'M SO FRIGGIN HAPPYYY!!!
And then the fact that I picked miami dade honors and how im getting extra cash on the side and how im staying nearby home and how God is helping me settle things into place...I LOVE YOU.
:)
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Cheers! *clink*
I'm staying in Miami for two more years.
How? And more importantly, why?
I've decided to pick the Honors college at Miami Dade. Running away and being away so far from home isn't the answer. My family is here in Miami and the Honors college gives me so many opportunities and it doesn't tie me down like the South Carolina scholarship would. I have a bit more freedom as to what my next move should be and I'm in a smaller classroom environment and maybe someday I can go on an internship to Ireland >:p
The point is, Miami is a melting pot of culture and I want to meet different people, so why not start small?
I'm also excited knowing my family's gonna be nearby and that I won't be missing out on too much.
After the MDC honors interview, I swore I didn't get in. I stuttered too much and the lady brought up my failed math classes. There were sooooo many applicants that wanted to get into the campus that I wanted to get into, and somehow they picked me. Thank you, God. Thank you so much.
Cheers to the future, and cheers to one of the happiest months in the year!
How? And more importantly, why?
I've decided to pick the Honors college at Miami Dade. Running away and being away so far from home isn't the answer. My family is here in Miami and the Honors college gives me so many opportunities and it doesn't tie me down like the South Carolina scholarship would. I have a bit more freedom as to what my next move should be and I'm in a smaller classroom environment and maybe someday I can go on an internship to Ireland >:p
The point is, Miami is a melting pot of culture and I want to meet different people, so why not start small?
I'm also excited knowing my family's gonna be nearby and that I won't be missing out on too much.
After the MDC honors interview, I swore I didn't get in. I stuttered too much and the lady brought up my failed math classes. There were sooooo many applicants that wanted to get into the campus that I wanted to get into, and somehow they picked me. Thank you, God. Thank you so much.
Cheers to the future, and cheers to one of the happiest months in the year!
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