Day Two

Day Two: Nine things about yourself.

1. When I was younger, I was a Harry Potter fanatic. I used to carry around a painted chopstick and pretend it was my wand.
2. I didn't know what my college looked like until I had orientation.
3. When i'm alone with my dog, sometimes I talk to him.
4. I bless my dog when he sneezes.
5. I love brown rice.
6. I don't like ham.
7. I will never get tired of Taking Back Sunday.
8. I cut my toenails once every two months.
9. I didn't go to preschool.

Day One

Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.

1. I have no interest in speaking to you. The one word texts you send me fuel my anger-flame.
2. I love you and want to give you the world.
3. Please don't pee on the floor.
4. I wish you would call me more often.
5. I think about you constantly. I hope you make good decisions.
6. I miss you. Please be good.
7. Why do you speak to me?
8. I wish we had a closer relationship. I want to be able to conversate with you without awkwardness.
9. I regret not seeing you as often as I promised.
10. I can't look at blue M&Ms the same way ever again. And I love it.

Diez Dias

Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.
Day Ten: One confession.

I'll do these because I haven't been showing my blogspot any love in a while.

The Only Exception

I want to give my Mother the world.

Tonight she hit a deer on the way to work.

She's fine. Thankfully.

I'm just shaken. Everyone is.

You just don't expect things like this to happen to you.

I love my Mom more than anything.

fin.

on a lighter note, she thought all the jersey shore kids were spanish.

HAHA

Call Me.

I'm 19 now.

Is it too much to ask for my acne to go away now?

It's actually getting worse.

I think i'm back to when I was 15. Its ridiculous.

My mom has come up with all types of excuses for my acne.

• Genetics. Obviously.
• What I eat. I don't really eat greasy foods anymore. But lately i've been eating a lot of carbs. Ew.
• Pent up feelings i've been holding inside; HA! I have a feelings, this is true, but I highly doubt they are manifesting themselves through bumps on my face.
• Not sleeping enough.
• Sleeping too much; Hello accidental 4 hour nap I took today!
• Rubbing my face on Nacho. This might be a cause to my breakouts. I love my dog. I hug and kiss him. Which is probably a bad idea. He lays down on the ground and rubs his face all over the place, but oh well. You only live once. Might as well show your love while you can.
• Not washing my sheets; she has a point here. I didn't really realize today how gross my sheets are. You know how gross it is when someone lays in your bed and they leave their scent there? I can smell myself on my sheets. Not just my normal overly lotioned scent. My musk. From days and nights of rolling around on my bed. Sweating.

I need to fix things! I've been doing what I can though. I use SkinID.

Hayden Panettiere lies on a daily basis.

My acne has yet to clear up, Hayden.

Why so concerned about my skin lately?

I just looked in the mirror and was disgusted.

I gots to have good skin for my wedding! Duh.

Globes and Maps.

Lately I've been trying to be more worldly.

I recently started to learn French.

I've been brushing up on my Spanish by reading and watching various Spanish programs.

Theres so much to the world outside of Montgomery County.

I love Montgomery County and Maryland as a whole.

I just feel like, as a community, we exist in a microcosm that is ignorant to our surroundings.

For instance, High school students are worried about such petty things.

And In the end barely any of it matters.

I recently found out about a practice called 'breast ironing', which is a common practice performed in Cameroon where the developing breasts of young women are pressed down with hot rocks to hinder growth. The mothers of these young women perform this on their daughters to ward off pregnancy because they are supposedly no longer viewed as sexual.

I've been to Africa before- both the urban and village areas.

I don't think I paid attention to whether people were dressed conservatively or not.

Its just such a different culture.

Lately I've been watching a lot of telenovelas in an attempt to not forget my 13 years of studying Spanish.

I love Spanish culture.

Although they are notedly Roman Catholic, Latinos are very in tune with their sexuality.

Lately i've been thinking about my culture.

Am I in touch with my culture?

I can't speak my language.

I know very little about my history.

That needs to change.

What a pointless post.

No Stress

Crazy day today. Went to Falls Church, Va to find a bridesmaid dress and failed.

After that we went to Tyson’s and after being in bloomingdales for about 10 minutes we found the most perfect bcbgeneration dress for 130$.

I was ecstatic! It was almost unfair finding a dress that quickly.

After that we had to race back to Maryland so I could go to my pacsun interview.

I think I did a good job, because they called me back to come again tomorrow!

I found out that my friend had gotten a call also. Yay!

An amazing day, I got home and tried my dress on and looked it up online at the brand’s website. It was on sale for 75$… Yeah. That happened. So we just have to go to the mall again and return it. Not complaining. I love to shop.

boom.

I have also affirmed that I am a terrible friend. I don't see how I can treat my closest friend with such negativity.

I'm just rude. I don't like it when people get worked up over things they can't control and that shouldn't have anything to do with them.

Like a hypocrite.

It doesn't matter what I think.

It's not my business