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i cant believe I forgot to post about these things:

*On the way to pick my bro up at the airport there was a giant "Jews for Jesus" bus. Like giant. I'd always heard about these ppl but I always assumed it was a joke, but by the looks of their website its really not. I still dont get it though, so if anyone wants to explain it to me that would be lovely.

*While home I was instructed to go to the mall and buy my dad new pjs since thats what he would be living in from now on. (I got him nice ones that didnt remind me of a hospital gown or Homer's mumu in that episode where his goal is to become obese) anyways, so i'm walking to around and there is a man in a giant bunny suit (for easter obviously) and he starts waving at me. Now I already think humans in animal suits are weird so I try not to make eye contact. The man then proceeds to start blowing kisses at me and dancing. It was then that I realized that my life had hit a new low since I was getting hit on by a man in a bunny suit.

*thick texas accents never fail to amuse me.

*For further reference never miss a weeks worth of class. Especially when you typically barely make it through classes when you dont miss class. i cant wait for this week to be over and to sleeeeep.

I had more but now i forgot. I'm too damn sleepy. Damn me and living on the other side of campus and going to bed at 4 in the morning bc I stayed up and chatted with ev. i just wish i could nap. i cant wait until next yr when i'll be living right on campus and not across a river and up a hill. Oh and another thing, eating salads while good for my body just doesnt fill me up the way my old meat diet did. (I'm now eating salads first so that I can slowly insert veggies into my diet since I have really eaten any in the last 3 yrs i've been in college, I previously just ate meat. lots of meat.) So this is sad bc I ate at 12:30 and now I'm sooo hungry again! maybe it would help if i ate breakfast. we'll see.

Monday Monday

mondays suck, but I think we all know this. Tragety has fallen upon our blogging community this week as one of our own has been struck by the most tragic of tragic fates. His father found his blog and has suddenly learned of the secret alter ego of their mild mannered son. Which gives us a time to pause and reflect about what exactly we write about within our blogs. Always filter. *always* Do not write about wild orgies with kegs and hot women. Write about the weather and that interesting sign that you saw on the way to class. Or that guy who cut you off on your way to your friends house. Do not give actually names, and if you do make sure you clear it with everyone before you post.

Actually this whole incident has got me thinking about my blog and what I want to do with it. Its rather bold of me to have my name attached to this, since anyone can goggle for me and get my blog. This has happened before and I had to block some people and it just wasnt pleasant. So I'm going to think of moving the blog and regaining my annonimity. or something. we'll see.

Todays random public service annoucement is of the real dolls, the world's finnest love toy. Now I thought about posting this here for a really long time before I actually did it. First I didnt want y'all to think I was into strange silicone love dolls, so I'm going to explain that I'm not in the market for a love doll. I found this on nerve.com which is one of my most favorite sites, because of its humor. It was one of the "i did it for science" experiments. I decided to post it because I feel that its a site that helps to demistify the male species, since this is obviously what some very rich sick men are into. Their into silicone dolls that look like crack whores or alternately into perfectly sculpted women that they dont have to feed and that dont talk. I recommend reading the faqs section, since these ppl are ridiculous. yea. thats all I'm going to say about it.

Oh and wtf?

long time no blog

so I'm still in Texas and I wish it was for happier reasons, but my dad had a small heart attack last monday but he didnt know it was a heart attack and drove across texas to mcallen and back and didnt go to the doctor until Friday, so I went with him. From that point on it was one surprise after another (he was hospitalized for observation then they transfered him to intensive care) until today when he had two byasses done on his heart. Thankfully it went well, it was a four hour surgery and he's looking so much better now than he was when he first got out of surgery. He had a breathing tube and was covered in cables and it was too much. Then later on he was on a respirator but still when he took breaths it was incredibly strained and he kept slipping out of consiousness. But this last visit he was a gatrillion times better and could talk to us, it was still strained and sometimes i couldnt understand him and he was really pale, but he was himself. We had some laughs about how all of us are changing our diets, my brother is eating organic and I cant look at a burger anymore. I tried to eat a whopper and it was pretty disgusting. I've pretty much just been in the hospital from 10-8pm, keeping my daddy company. He's been such an amazing sport about the whole thing and I think things are going to be okay. Although its amazing to think about how this time last week if you had told me my dad was going to need major surgery i would have looked at you like you had an arm growing out of ur head. I'm in theory going back on friday, and I just hope he's out of the icu by then.

Going home! Going home! Going home!

Its funny, I've been here for 3yrs now, and Texas is still home. right now I think its more of a weather thing than anything else, so home=someplace warm. Although sometimes I do feel that Moho is home, but this year its been a little odd since Yara left and I never see Ev so my room isn't really "home" its more of a place I rarely see. but yea, very excited about Texas, about seeing my mami, and my dad and eating (!!!) and about just taking a break from Moho to re-examine and re-gain my focus. I need to figure out how to make a great summer happen, since after the fiasco that was summer 03' I feel I deserve to have a rocking summer. well see though.

today is a beautiful day though, but I think it just has to do with perspective and having just a positive character about things. I'm starting to realize that although I'm a realist and rather blunt about situations, I'm actually a very optimistic person, like whenever I hear ppl say that "oh well that will never happen, its impossible" I just think that's such a narrow view of time. Humanity has accomplished so much in the short period of time that we have been in existence. There's nothing that is impossible. I think this new perspective has been brought about by two changes in my frame of reference: 1) my friends are all positive people, and having no drama in ur life just helps have a positive view of what's possible and 2) I've started to see that I'm much more connected with my past/history than I've ever thought before. Things are accomplished in generations, not in singular lifetimes, and best of all is that your not alone in any of it since your tie to your family takes you back to the very beginning of time and forward into the future. so all in all very exciting.

and now getting of my sappy soapbox, I'll leave you with some gross tidbits of what people are doing with dead people:
*Yea, this is just much to disgusting to really think about
*As is this

Shake it like a salt shaker

Today just rocked.

yes it was snowing and its March, yes it was like 26 degrees, but today was just such a great day and I really needed that.

It started out like any other crappy Tuesday, I was up at 8:30am and had writers block. For the life of me I couldn't get out the letter I was supposed to be writing to this amazing Jewish writer who was coming into my class. Like what could I possibly say to a woman who has won tons of awards and has ppl constantly telling her how brilliant she is? So I'm late, and since I have to email my prof before noon with the letter, I have think of something. Adding to my stress is that I have a presenter coming into my Spanish class, so they told me to not be late. Of course I'm late. I'm always late. I finally get some semblance of a letter spit out and by this point I'm scrambling to get my stuff in order. I head out of my room and of course I forgot my one card, which I need to get into my door/eat, so I go back. I grumbled to myself "today's going to suck."

little did I know that today was going to rock. I was only a couple of minutes late to Spanish since I ran to class, and my presenter rocked. She spoke the most perfect Spanish, and had an adorable Puerto Rican accent, and she was just great. Then one of Spanish professors (who I am just in love with) brought up like class, race, gender, and language issues into our little discussion on bilingual education and I was in my own geeky heaven. Then lunch came, and I had both a really great discussion and a really delicious clam chowder.

after lunch I checked my mail, and I got the Hall President position that I wanted in the dorm that I wanted. By this point I'm just jumping up and down like a little girl. The my femtheory class I was on point, and like arguing with the prof and bringing up good points, which is great bc that's what I like to do. but even better than that was that some other ppl brought up some great points so there was an actual discussion going on. Then I got to umass and we had the opportunity to hear and talk to Marjorie Agosin about her book, El angel de la memoria, and she was just amazing. The courage that this woman has is amazing.

So yea, that's my rocking day. How was yours?

*Ohhh and I learned that the Shakers practice celibacy so there are only four left in the world. amazing.

cutie cutie

right so, today is a blah day. today is the definition of a blah day. Its snowing, again, and its March. Its really sucks. I'm trying to remain positive but really I'm too tired for that to work. This isnt a positive post....umm let me think. I have "Hey Mama" by the Black Eyed Peas stuck in my head...I'm addicted to the video. Its funny because I start dancing to it when I get bored and that makes me look carzy bc ppl dont know that i have a song going on in my head.

okay the people in the library are riduclous. They're just loud and obnoxious. "How do you spell english?" "i dont care."

eeek. home on thrusday! sooo excited for clear skies and seventy degree weather, and for yummy yummy empanadas and arepas....and carne asada! ohh sooo delicious.

ok this is just asking for trouble. stupid civil engineers.

I added these two things around 8ish:
*i think this is probably only amusing for ppl at moho but I'll add it in here anyways
*I like how this is considered news in Africa

fog makes me sleepy

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It is the end of my week and I am exhausted, but really thats every week so I'm not too concerned about it. Today was rather uneventful, sleep in, get to class late, pull a show and tell out of my ass (i talked about Gloia Anzaldua who I could recite in my sleep), and then had fem theory where I never quite know if my professor is loving what i'm saying or wanting me to stop probletamizing these theories...and then I had to go to the Career Development Center, which I dont really go to, but I had a miers-briggs assement and it was really fun. it turns out that i'm a bunch of really interesting combinations.

yea. i havent gotten much in terms of work done, and i need to go to a lecture tonight....eek. yea this post isnt exciting. what is exciting is that i'm going home, and that my boy is coming this weekend, and that i may see Havana Night tonight (I've been having very comforting dreams about Cuba lately, I dont know what thats about) and that I'm going home next weekend. I'm going to utilize my time being home to 1) learn more about my parents since I dont know much about their lives before me and 2)convince my parents to let me go to Colombia for part of the summer (like a month). thats my goal. also to get a good tan.

i'm really shallow sometimes. so much to do....so little time/energy. thats all.

Tuesday

Today was not the death of me as most Tuesday's are. I think it has everything to do with the fact that the weather has finally turned and its beautiful 50 degree, the snow has melted (almost completly), and its just fresh and cool. Spring, summer, and fall are really my favorite seasons. Okay so really I just hate winter, it drags the life out of me and makes me want to hibernate and die. Thats probably what i get for being born in the land of 80 degree weather. yumm. 80 degrees. Right now though I'm just marveling at how gorgeous 50 is. It is being rumored that sometime in the next week it will hit 60 degrees, which means that I will finally *finally* be able to wear my beautiful yellow dress. yay!

so this is my excitement for the day. actually no, my excitement is that I'm going home! From March 11 to the 18th I will be in beautiful wonderous Texas! with my mommy! and daddy! yay! and before people start getting their panties in a knot, yes I will see y'all too put first I'm going to go to beach with my mami. Because she gave birth to me. and she rocks. the end.