new adventures.

I am remembering to not take anything for granted. I am enjoying my life every single day, it is something I make a point to do. Even though I really don't have to try hard.
I think my high spirits are in connection with spring coming (slowly but surely). Being outside in the sun is what I have been missing for months and months.


The end of this semester is rapidly approaching. I had a full schedule of summer classes, but dropped them so I could work constantly instead. Why would I want to work my summer instead of educating myself on women in developing countries? because I am going to Burgos, Spain.
I can't believe it is actually happening. I am scared and excited all at the same time. It is going to be a life changing experience, I know, but I don't want to leave. I am scared to leave. Going outside my comfort zone is nothing I like to do. Especially in a country I have never been to, that I am not fluent in the language, and where the only people I will know are my classmates. And as much as I don't want to admit it, because deep down I am really scared of this happening, I don't want everybody here to forget about me.
August until December. August is close. really, really close. But I am going to learn everything I've never learned about myself before. I am going to learn about other cultures, people, ideals, which is something I love to do. I want to experience everything I can while I am there-- and I am going to. I am going to see the buildings and art that I have been studying since high school. I am going to stand places where Carlos III stood. I am going to see Greco and Velazquez paintings in person. I am going to live with a new family. I am going to explore a brand new town, fuck I am going to explore a brand new country, continent, world.
and the best part is that this will be my own experience. Nobody can take it away from me.




but I don't know what the hell I am going to do without these people.

I've said it once, and I will say it again..

when it rains it fucking pours.

The start of my week was writing a letter to a judge that isn't mine. Writing the whole thing just drained me, but I have nobody to talk to this about besides my parents. I have never been so frustrated and disappointed with a situation this badly. The court day is valentines day.
I don't know what the fuck he is going to do. This is one situation where I can't do anything to help, and I can't handle it.
Why is he the only one getting in trouble when it was definitely a two person deal? Why is he taking all the blame? P. can walk away with nothing, and J. is losing everything he has worked hard for. I just don't understand. He is going to jail to save him-- does he really mean that much? how can you help somebody who obviously has a problem? not by letting him get away with everything, that is for sure.

This weekend:
my front teeth got chipped. by a person who is ruining my life one situation after another.
my friends window got smashed.
my (other) friend got jumped by a moron whom he (after three months) is the only person who would talk to him.
I cried way to many times.










"We may encounter many defeats but we must not be defeated." - Maya Angelou

as your attonery I advise you...

This is my millionth finals week since I've started school, and I am trying to start a new kind of study habit.
I cram. I've always crammed. I will always cram.
but for some unknown (or known, just not accepted) reason I am trying to study before i can cram. WHAT? That doesn't even register.
and obviously, I am failing miserably.
All I can do is think about how early it is (11 p.m. what the fuck? I don't start looking at my stuff until 12:30.), my facebook, quotes I want to look up at imbd.com, time to ask off work, that fact that I have friends downstairs basking in the glory of a smokey 4th coast and I am upstairs in quiet as a mouse crows nest, and how poor I am.


I like to have routines. I live for routines. This year my only routine is smoking a cigarette and buying a mama bear sized sugar free redbull before I go into work.
But, I do routinely freak out before exams. At least I can count on that happening.


I have my last assignment for class due next thursday. My topic? "Two moments in Einstein's discovery of special relativity" a speech by Dr. John Norton.
I hate science. I cheated in every single science class in high school (thank god for scientific calculators and Patrick), and haven't thought about taking one since.
This is the only time where I am going to rely on wikipedia.
I am really bad at acting like I am interested in things, and I can guarantee that it is going to be an assignment within itself to not fall asleep.


Que horror.

URGENT: Don't drink the water

The campus community should not drink from campus drinking fountains and
water taps until further notice.

A water main break in the city of Kalamazoo system resulted in citywide
water pressure loss this morning. The break has been isolated and, while
pressure has been partially restored and restrooms and other facilities
are now usable, the water should not be consumed.

Bottled water is being brought in to campus residence halls, dining
services and the Bernhard Center.

Keep checking the WMU Home page, www.wmich.edu, for additional
information as it becomes available.

University Relations
Western Michigan University
Kalamazoo MI 49008-5433
http://www.wmich.edu/news

first time blogger, long time listener.

November.
Noviembre.
It's the start of staying up all night and gloomy mornings.
This is day two of no sleep, coldest morning so far and south westenedge market at 8 a.m.










I have had the taste of calamari, and it is all I want. ever.