Nice day on the ranch...

"Orale' Camarada!"

I think this picture says a great deal of what there is to say about my relationship with Sonia.

If you don't already know this (my goodness, how could you not!?!) SONIA, is my sister.

Partner in el' Crime.

HENCE THE PICTURE.

Thought it would be a good laugh before bed.

I know it sure was for me.

Night Night!

-D

Well I didn't want you anyway....!!!

2 rejections in 4 days.

okay, I can't say that I'm over the top devastated. I'm not.

The schools that will break my heart haven't gotten to me .
Let's just say if I don't get the nice  big envelopes... shit is going DOWN.

But no. really. It's funny how you apply and you WANT to get in everywhere.
Who wouldn't? And then you get the rejection.

It is then that you...that I realize that I didn't want to go there all that bad because what hurts more than the damn rejection is the money I paid to get their dumb denial.

GAH! NOT COOL.

Anyway....WAIT. Another thing.
I hate their rejection letters.
I HIGHLY doubt you regret ANYTHING stupid schools!

"If it is any consolation, we would be glad to review you again as a transfer..."

F.U.
I don't need the consolations. I'm not THAT DEVASTATED. 

That is all.


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On another note. I'm having gym withdraws! Who would have thought?!?

Certainly not me! But it's true.

I hope I can go today :/

*fills a glass with champagne*
Here's to a better day tomorrow!

-D

PSSST!!

I changed my settings.

SO.

NOW ANYONE can comment on my blogs. :)

You're Asking Me, Will My Love Grow?....I don't know...I don't know...

 

Adam.

He makes my heart swell with love and makes me smile even when he says I'm "scary".

Favorites has nothing to do with it. 

I have 4 nephews and I love them all the same.

Each is different in their own way.

Each has their own beautiful qualities that makes them their own person.

And I love that about them.

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I can't really say when I fell in love with Adam.

It was probably May 23rd, 2008.

He stole my heart and he's had it since then. 

He's the baby of the family.

correction.

MY BABY.

Because he loves me best. :]

JUST KIDDING MARIA!

 I love that when I babysit him he stops what he is doing to run into my room and tell me he loves me.

I love how he wraps his little arms around my neck and rests his cheek against mine and squeezes me tight.

I love how he pretends to ignore me when I tell him how handsome he looks in his pj's without any shoes. 

I love how his cheeks get flushed after he runs around and around.

I love holding him after his nap.

I love holding his hand.

I love how he sings "Baby, I like it! The way you move on the floor!"

I love how he tells me he 'misses me sooooooo much' after not seeing him for a couple days.

I love the way he eats.

I love the way he sleeps.

I love the way he smiles.

Obsessive much? Nope, I don't think so.

 

And the best part? He loves me too.

Healing Prayer

I am not what you consider particularly religious. Sure, I believe but that's a topic for another day ...for another post. This particular Sunday my catechist and his wife held a healing prayer to prepare us for our up and coming confirmation and it was like nothing I'd ever experienced before. We sat in our chairs with perfect posture and closed our eyes as she began to speak. She spoke of our life until now, memories which we have held on to and people who have wronged us. It was an exercise to grow as a person, leave behind the negativity we have been faced with and learn to forgive and forget.  

I can't lie and say I didn't want to laugh. 

It was not that i didn't take it seriously, it was those nervous laughs  you get when you don't want to make a fool of yourself and are afraid at the same time. So I sat there as she prayed and closed my eyes and really, truly tried to connect with myself. I didn't see it as something that had to be solely religious but rather a reflection of myself as a person. 

It was all going well until they started the music. 

Birds chirping. Water falls crashing against the rocks.

Even then, I swore to myself I wouldn't let it get to me, I almost laughed. I did. 

And suddenly they started talking about things I felt and things I needed to find forgiveness for and it actually really truly helped me. I felt lighter the moment I walked out and since then I've been trying to let go of the things that have been tying be down because I realize that the only person I'm hurting in the process is myself.

So in a sense? NEW BEGINNINGS.

"I just came to say HELLO!"

I JOINED THE GYM.

That really has been by far the most interesting and exciting thing that has happened since last....Wednesday? It seems like the days go by fast and nothing is really happening much at all. So honestly, if you ask me what's new and I tell you 'nothing much'....literally, nothing is new.
I always heard senior year would be the best and I had to do all these great things and go to all these parties and go to all these events and not to worry about relationships, just enjoy it with friends and have a good time. well. There haven't been any school events! and no parties! haha. so. that's like..a fail.

I am, however, enjoying it with friends very much so.

I've been wanting to join the gym forever and for one reason or another I was never able to and now that  my two best friends took the leap and did it there was no way I could stay behind so here I am to.

Your's truly, a gym member.

Given that the gym is right by the beach....the eye candy should be good too. :P
But of course, that's not WHY I'm going to the gym.
Or that one in particular.

But it can't hurt right?


Nothing has come in the mail and I've given up waiting and looking. In reality, it's pointless actually. If it comes it comes and if not well....those letters better freakin' get here by APRIL or else I'll be calling up a storm to complain.

They'll come. I'm sure they will.
Like I said before, no letter is always better than a rejection letter....until a certain point. :P MEH


What else has changed since I last updated on here?

Not all that much, honestly.
Thursday .....I hung out with Jovonna and Becky.
Friday....went out to dinner with two of my sisters at P.F. Chang's
Saturday....I don't remember exactly. I might have slept a lot that day. Played poker until 11' pm
Sunday...OH!

Okay. So.

I'm enrolled in a "confirmation class" to fulfill the Catholic Sacrament.
Apparently, I'm like a year late? Seeing as I'm the oldest in the class.
This Sunday in particular was out last official CLASS.  In two weeks we have retreat and then the following weeks up until May it's pure rehearsal. So this weekend in particular we embarked in a HEALING PRAYER. Needless to say that was very interesting ...I'll write another post after the gym all about that.

Off to the gym!!
-D

"The time to relax is when you don't have time for it."

STRESS, BE GONE!

So. It feels as if I've had no time to do anything. It's funny how when you get stressed- well, rather, when "I" get stressed I feel like I will get nothing done and everything seems to make me nervous and jittery and I get a stiff neck and get emotional and frustrated and in turn...sleep. Productive, ey?

Honestly, right now I don't even remember posting anything on Monday. It wasn't until last night in bed that I realized I hadn't posted anything for Tuesday. I considered posting some dumb post but in all honesty, my day wasn't at all interesting and had nothing in the mail so why even write anything?

Monday I got an email from a school I applied to telling me my financial aid application was rejected and I had to resubmit and debating on when they received it and the funds still available I would be able to see how much they could offer me.

I FLIPPED.

My stomach started burning and all I could think of was how the hell I was going to get through college without any help. Moreover, I went into paranoid mode and began to justify the reasons for which there had been a lack of acceptances with the fact that they couldn't tell me I WASN'T ACCEPTED.  Illogical, I know.

So what did I do?  I cleaned.
I had so much nerves and stress and tension and sitting down was only making my head spin so I put on some sweats and an old tee and took to cleaning the bathroom.

On all fours, soup and sponge in hand- I CLEANED THAT BATHROOM LIKE NO BODY'S BUSINESS.

BUBBLES WERE EVERYWHERE.
I scrubbed every part of the toilet and the tub and even the floors and the walls.
Strangely, after I did that I vacuumed my room and I felt...better.


I made a few calls and submitted a few forms and realized my paranoia was not at all even remotely worth it. My forms were fine, I had simply forgot a small detail and their costumer service rep assured me everything was PERFECT.



Yesterday I took a pretty long nap and woke up and decided to make dinner.
I was up until 2 am.
Last time I'm taking a nap.

Today was average.
I have realized that the more stressed I become, the less talkative I am.
Not that I'm very talkative to begin with.
My mind goes blank.
I find myself having nothing to say.
Silence becomes unfortable for me as I realize that if and when a conversation were to start...I'd have no mental capacity to even develop an answer.


WEEEEIIIRRRDDD.
Hopes that today will be RELAXING!
doubt it, seeing as I have a project to do and no freakin' idea on how to do it.
okay, lie.
I do have an idea. :P

-D