I wish...

Someone here would be keeping me company. Like i wish i had someone to talk to while i was stuck at home playing house (and by playing house i mean cleaning it).
The only thing keeping me company is my trusty Mac (which fell on the floor and still works, talk about durability!!) :)
O well, onward to tackle the dishes, sweeping the rugs, and unclogging the toilet (not really in any particular order).

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.

so cold... and alone...

Well, to start off, my fingers are numb to the point I feel as though I have arthritis. It does not feel good at all. :(

And also, I am yet again alone before I head off to go to work. I really miss my mommy and daddy, because at least I would have someone to call me and tell me they are on their way home. I mean I don't mean to be a selfish person, I am happy (not ecstatic) that they took some time off and went to Mexico, but
I really wish they would have taken me with them. :)

I am guessing this is how all my Tuesdays are going to be. Just television as the only companion. :/

Raising the Right Hand

Well today I had Jury Duty. You know, that thing where you take a day off work to go try and accuse an innocent person. Or one that deserved it. Either way, I was stuck in doing this for the fact that I have already skipped out on it once.

Personally, I think I would enjoy doing jury duty, if nothing was conflicting with my schedule. But seeing as though I am a full time student with a scholarship depending on whether I do good in school, I would rather wait until I become another fellow government drone like the rest of us out there just to put food on the table.

Well on the sour note I awoke with a bummed out personality. I was nowhere near happy nor excited to go to jury duty, from what I would hear/see.

The drive there was easy until I went into the downtown area known as Market and 14th street. It was around 7:50 and I still had to park and go to JD. When I found the parking structure they announced that they were no longer giving JD parking passes. I was officially screwed into paying the 8 dollars and no change for the entire day.

After parking and getting even more bummed about having to pay for parking seeing as though I was already late, I arrived in the building, to almost forget my keys and iPod in the little basket in which you have to place your items to go through the metal detector. Then upstairs I went to see what was in store for me.

I waited in the lounge, and waited, and waited some more, listening to the disqualifications and what not. Until they decided to get the show on the road by being sent to room 45 on the 4th floor. She made us remember this for like the millionth time.

Once entered the jury room, we all had the opportunity to go and talk to the judge and give our excuse for the day for the reason we could not attend JD for around 2 weeks. I was hearing what people were saying and listened to the judge further interrogate them. When he came up to listen to my dispute I didn't even last a minute, while others were explaining and spewing their reasons for a dismissal. In the end my minute of fame let me off the hook. And now I am typing away how this whole JD thing functions. If you can go, go. If not, until next year. Go figure.

Well the good thing is they won't be bothering me for an entire year. O crap... :-/

NEW YEAR?!

I know what a shocker, considering that it is almost the two week marker since January 1st, 2010. 2 more years until the end of the world. yahoo!

Well anyways, I just thought I should mention that I have been a bit busy and sorry for shunning my blog. It makes me feel like a bad blogger, where some people have over 100 blogs, i haven't even reached 50. It's a bit difficult for me to blog when I am writing in my journal. But fret not, I will still stick to this, no quitting on me myself and I. And to add more fire to my flame I have resolutions to fulfill. I don't have my list planned out and I feel as though I shouldn't, for if I see it, it will make me not want to accomplish it. Although, I think it is a good idea to publish something every month at least and explain what I am trying to say. Like right now...

DO YOU SEE WHAT SCHOOL DOES TO ME!? I am not making sense, so I guess I will depart and see you all when I actually have something worth writing about. :)