The more I read Spanish poetry, the more I get drawn into it. I was skimming through some of Lorca's Romancero Gitano today, and there were many lines in the anthology that just hit me as so incredibly sad and lonely and wistful. For example, La Guitarra, a poem about the plaintive sound of the Spanish guitar, had words that were not only sad ( Read more... )

So it's Spring Break, and I have absolutely nothing to do other than to upload pictures that I didn't upload last week because image hosting is the sucks.


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I remember living in Canada, and going to school with several feet of snow piled on the sidewalks on either side of me . . . I remember thinking that the snow was taller than me, and I wondered how good of a cushion it would be if I were to jump into it from a plane (I was a weird kid). And now, as I read for linguistics, I get increasingly excited ( Read more... )

Life goes on, and so do we ( Read more... )

Oh dear god . . . some lady just came on the intercom announcing a fire drill in 5 minutes. You know what that means . . . $5 for standing outside for 30 min.

Only an hour till sweet release . . .

Will the rest of my days be like this one?

For some reason, I thought it would be easy to juggle 20 hours of work and 12 hours of classes and peer mentoring and a social life and good grades. I say "thought" because it looks like my grades are slipping, as is my alertness and my social life, etc. And for some reason, it matters. What really irks me is that I don't know why it matters, but I ( Read more... )

Overheard on today's news:

Next on News 2 Houston: A semi explodes, leaving thousands of pounds of broccoli on the highway.

Anyway, happy new year to you all . . . here's to hoping that 2003 kicks 2002's ass.

Uggh, my stomach hurts, and it's about time to go to bed. This part of the day (night?) sucks the most . . . but it's December, and I am loving it.

Hope you all have a very merry Christmas, as well as a great end-of-December.

My dad and sister went out to buy something for her XBox today, and when they got back, my sister informed me that she had had a very interesting talk with my father . . . apparently, he finds both my sister and I rather spoiled. Although we're good kids, and we have good heads on our respective shoulders, we tend to take things for granted ( Read more... )