This house is more than a home...

I went to the airport today, but not before I had to take a quick detour to the dentist (which my tooth is still hurting, hoping that these two days aren't painful).
I arrived at 10:00 A.M. on the dot. It wasn't until I was there that I found out I was over an hour early, because my grandfather's flight was not coming until 11:15. Needless to say I walked around, hoping to find food at the terminal.
I ate M&M's and a Coffee Bean caramel ice blended coffee. I intentionally wanted crackers with peanut butter but pushed the wrong buttons, swearing to myself when I realized the decision that I made.
And the coffee was too sweet for my taste. Normally I am a sour loving sport and it felt like they put nothing but sugar in that cup. Let's just say if I was diabetic I would already be in a sugary coma. :(
But I had to do things to occupy my time so that my grandpa can come through that terminal on his wheelchair. I was so happy to see him! Automatically I went by his side and wondered what new adventures I'll take on with him when we get home.
My grandpa normally watches T.V. on a regular basis but on occasion we play dominoes or a card game called Con Quien. It's pretty fun, and it's a game based on strategy.
So it's easy to say, I am no longer alone these summer days. Because now I have my grandfather to keep me constant company. :)

What's real is always worth it...

I was looking through my closet (cleaning it out for a garage sale), and came across this cashmere sweater. It looks exactly like this. And I thought to myself: why am I still keeping this? I mean I don't wear it at all. I have never slumped it across my shoulders, even when it was time for sweaters.

The reason I grabbed it from my mother's pile of clothes that her bosses give her was because I read about it in a novel. White Oleander by Janet Fitch. If nobody knows the story, its about a girl whose mother is committed for murdering her boyfriend and her daughter is taken through a series of foster homes, each one different from the next. It was an amazing read, and I love this novel with every fiber of my being. I just love the way Astrid (the daughter) is so hollow and then becomes such a complex person through each of the encounters she comes across with. 

Anyways, on with the reason I am talking about this sweater. One of the maternal figures (who was actually a whore so I don't know if she can classify as a maternal figure but for the sake of argument I'll label her as such) buys her a cashmere sweater, claiming that what's real is always worth it. And its true, because cashmere sweaters costs a bunch! But overall, this simple sentence made me think, if what I want in life is not real, then why waste my time on something that is not worth it? 

So there really should be no reason for having a sweater that I don't use. I would rather sell it to someone that will take it out into the sun. Like the last foster mother said to Astrid, "You want to remember, just remember..."

I'm Baaacckkkk...

Sort of. I have been writing on Fanfiction.net for a while (making stories and what not), so I had to put the bloggin in the back seat. But now, I feel as though I have been neglecting this blog. But I do still wish to write on this page so that has to give me some credit right?
What also has been going on is too many family problems to even count, so instead of displaying my emo-ness to the world, I have been incessantly writing away in a journal. I'm thinking of hitting up Tumblr to make a journal there but also being able to publish public posts.
But I can't find it to quit this blog, since its a first one and even though it has been little over a half year that I posted anything, it's still a blog and therefore a part of me.
So I'll still keep to writing here once in a while. But it will probably for random thoughts or something. Tumblr will possibly be my everything else.
So for now, I'll be seeing you.
It's a shame that I have not said anything about my summer. But frankly, it was not at all interesting. On the bright side there is still a few days (one month to be exact) that I have left so hopefully there will be something interesting between that time and the time I go back to school.