| A tribute to the human spirit. |
[Nov. 24th, 2008|01:05 pm] |
I started running again and its so great.
I can't believe I hadn't done it for the past 3 months.
I think thats what a relationship will do to you.
But Mike is being understanding, he's even making me a Greek Salad for lunch.
I like how fights end when the relationship is still relatively new.
They bring you a shirt back from the concert you missed because you felt like being a bitch for no real reason or they'll bring you pasta and meatballs at 10 PM because you cried on the phone about how you think you should be single.So much better than those fights that end with you throwing your phone at the wall or cleaning out all their belongings from your closet.
Mike's 2-week sleepover ended yesterday when my parents came back from their trip, and while I will miss sleeping with someone that I can use to distract any monsters that may come out of my closet while I escape,I am really enjoying the fact that I have my room all to myself again.
lessons learned. |
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[Oct. 14th, 2008|08:40 pm] |
what is the standard time people in relationships wait to say "i love you" ?
and how do you know if it's real this time? |
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[Sep. 9th, 2008|02:41 pm] |
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B, i'm so glad you made it. |
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| bye. |
[Dec. 25th, 2007|10:53 pm] |
I just went back to my very first entry on this lj.
Skimmed over everything.
Laughed at a couple of things.
Then I found this:
"people are out to hurt one another. maybe, they don't mean it. perspective. i'm happy with my life right now.despite everything that's happened lately. i'm so thankful for everything i have. i want everyone to have it all.people are selfish. they can't see that you make decisions not because you don't care but because you care too much. at this point i'm really trying to be the best person i can be. i need to be here for my family and friends. i need to be at school. i need to work.i need to learn. i need to live. i can't waste time.
i don't ever want to hurt another person.
i'm just trying to do this."
It's from the time Mario and I had just broken up.
Things are just too funny.
I'm on Blogspot now so i'm closing this up.
For some reason I couldn't delete it.
Have a good one. |
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[Dec. 23rd, 2007|07:09 pm] |
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"I was sentimental about many things: a woman's shoes under the bed; one hairpin left behind on the dresser; the way they said, "i'm going to pee. . ."; hair ribbons; walking down the boulevard with them at 1:30 in the afternoon, just two people walking together; the long nights of drinking and smoking; talking; the arguments; thinking of suicide; eating together and feeling good; the jokes, the laughter out of nowhere; feeling miracles in the air; being in a parked car together; comparing past loves at 3am; being told you snore, hearing her snore; mothers, daughters, sons, cats, dogs; sometimes death and sometimes divorce, but always carrying on, always seeing it through; reading a newspaper alone in a sandwich joint and feeling nausea because she's now married to a dentist with an iq of 95; racetracks, parks, park picnics; even jails; her dull friends, your dull friends; your drinking, her dancing; your flirting, her flirting; her pills, your fucking on the side and her doing the same; sleeping together...." |
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| Wrap up. |
[Dec. 19th, 2007|07:14 pm] |
Everyone seems glad to be saying goodbye to '07.
I wrote this long detailed entry about how everything went wrong but then things got better.
You all know the story.
I'm glad that for everything that's happened it's been me...and it will always be me. |
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| AHHH! |
[Dec. 13th, 2007|01:12 pm] |
CHICAGO!
I'm still not done packing, and i'm running around my room listening to Cat Power cover Oasis and buying I AM LEGEND movie tickets for tonight.
We have to be at the airport at 4ish AM and I know i'm not sleeping.
EXCITEMENT.
like I said before, nothing that happened before and nothing that will happen after matters right now.
i am finally living in the moment.
and you know what? i am fucking happy. |
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[Dec. 9th, 2007|04:10 pm] |
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When things are working right in the universe, a loss of innocence is usually followed, in time, by an increase in humanity...Time is funny like that. For everything it robs us of, it grants us something. Sometimes it's a new friend, sometimes it's a better understanding of ourselves. Sometimes, it's just a perfect day. |
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| it falls into place. |
[Dec. 8th, 2007|11:41 am] |
I fell in love again
all things go, all things go
drove to Chicago
all things know, all things know
we sold our clothes to the state
I don't mind, I don't mind
I made a lot of mistakes
in my mind, in my mind
you came to take us
all things go, all things go
to recreate us
all things grow, all things grow
we had our mindset
all things know, all things know
you had to find it
all things go, all things go |
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| hly fck. |
[Dec. 2nd, 2007|01:20 pm] |
So Jimmy and friends decided to come over last night since I didn't feel like going out.
We're doing the pool,drink,trampoline thing.
Everything's cool.
At about 3 in the morning Mike asks Patty to take him to the bathroom.
Night continues, everyone gets trashed, patty sleeps over. done.
Or so we thought.
Next morning:
"Lis, did you shit on your towel?"
"What?"
"There's shit on your towel.You know you did it"
"What? Patty.no? Patty,What?"
"If you didn't do it then someone did. Someone has shitted on your towel."
At this point I realize, "Oh my god. It was Mike...."
So Patty and I proceed to go into the bathroom where she pulls up the shit staind towel by an end.
"Oh my god. What do we do with it?"
"Yo, we gotta throw it out."
So she holds a bag open and I toss that shit in, literally, only to have the air in the bag directly blow into my nostrils.
OH MY GOD. Mike's shit smell just entered my nostrils.
I started gagging and Patty's in the background screaming, I end up puking in the sink.
"Patty....how long was he in the bathroom for?"
"I don't know...I don't know...not very long...I don't know"
"Patty...what if he shit on my toothbrush?" |
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| flip'd my sht. |
[Dec. 1st, 2007|12:11 pm] |
"I did my best, I did my best, I did my fucking best." |
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| rawrrr. |
[Nov. 27th, 2007|09:09 pm] |
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i effin hate this online traffic school, it's required 4 hours are sucking out my soul. |
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| worse than drunk dialing. |
[Nov. 25th, 2007|03:11 pm] |
Friday night found me in Elly and Carlo's apartment downtown for some Sake,Hookah, and conversation.
I forgot just how drunk I can get when drinking Sake Bombs and 1 AM found me hunged over Elly's computer as Ximena bought a ticket to Chicago on my credit card.
It wasn't till I had sobered up (4 AM) and was scarfing down columbian perros at La Moon that I realized what I had done.
So I guess i'm going to Chicago in two weeks.
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The last few weeks blend together with random great moments.
A 10 player charades game that lasted 3 hours at Monica's and Danny's.
Tuesday Night Pool at Sharp Shooters.
Hookah at the drum circle, surrounded by dozens of people, as we watched fire dancers.
And an endless amount of shots without chasers.
I like it and I don't want to forget everything we have when we are young.
It's that...feeling of being alive...the kind you get from certain songs on afternoon drives.
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My schedule for Spring semester is packed with journalism based classes at Biscayne Bay and I cannot wait for it to start. |
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| 10 AM meditations. |
[Nov. 23rd, 2007|10:37 am] |
There are some things you never get over.
Fortunatly, this was not one of them.
I don't care about what people think or what they say because everyone is entitled to their opinions (it's one of those human rights, that even dumb people get) and you are never going to change them.
In fact, by trying you might just give them some more shit to talk about.
So, when asked by those around me about certain situations, i've developed a standard answer.
"You know how when you are addicted to heroine and then you go through hell to get sober, you never want to talk about the days when you were shooting up at the park? Yeah, it's exactly like that."
It's not good and it's not bad, it's just...when you did heroine...and you don't do it anymore.
hallelujah, hollaback. |
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[Nov. 22nd, 2007|03:36 pm] |
A thanksgiving day miracle would be nice.
Ps.Yes! for life lately. |
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[Nov. 13th, 2007|11:41 am] |
This blue old school type writer fell into my hands...or rather was tossed there by Jose.
I felt it would be nice to make myself a drink and work on some sort of manuscript on those rare occations that I find myself alone at home.
I really hope it's not a cursed type writer, alla "Are you Afraid of the Dark?"
That's the last thing I need right now. |
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| updating from sidekick, as I wait for juan to get out of class so we can go on our lip ring search |
[Nov. 8th, 2007|04:51 pm] |
Its such a nice day.
And I smell like yoga.
I really like fiu, despite what I may have said in gville, and I'm really ok with finishing my major here.
Jimmy is finishing up the work and I'm really going to miss our time in lab together. A lot.
Even if that class makes me act a little douchy.
I.e. We were working with some burners, glassware, and spinach.
I started feeling dizzy and told jimmy the fumes were making me high.
After staring at me for a long time he said, " I wonder how that's possible since this is a vacum tube...it sucks in...not out"
There was nothing to do at that point but laugh at my...douchiness.
I feel like there is so much to do today but lately I haven't been stressing.
I don't keep up with dates or times (See Bantula's theory of time and space) I just do what needs to get done.
And everything seems to be getting done.
I've forgotten more than I can remember, except for this one memory that made me feel a little sad for myself.
It was the most random one and triggered by a common word that I hadn't ran upon until this morning.
Then I did something stupid, but I got over it 10 minutes later. I haven't done anything dumb in a while so I guess I'm entitled one slip up.
Where the hell is juan?
I'm leaning towards chicken kitchen
And I think I get my car this weekend.
Patty and I have officially moved london till summer 08' due to her class selection and my dads upcoming surgery.
It is what it is.
I'm satisfied and a little nervous about what I may attempt tomorrow.
It's 12 15 now but this entry might come up in...pacific standard time? |
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[Nov. 5th, 2007|11:25 am] |
drunk pictionary has to be the best.
except when xavier and patty cheat and throw in a movie like "Ferngully".
I drew a fern which heather kept screaming out, "Bananas, are those bananas?"
then I drew a dinosaur so she could kinda see it was a prehistoric plant...
our team lost.
this weekend was really great.
i wish i could write down all these little quotes and inside jokes
so that i don't forget but...eh.
i'm not about that anymore.
thanks to everyone who made my time worth it. |
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