Marco and Jacob are leaving tomorrow. I'm really bad at goodbyes, and it's so sad that they're leaving. I wish them the sickest travels and adventures, and hope that they'll always be as funny and crazy and alive as they are today. Vayan en paz.


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once, Julio and I were at his house making dinner, and he just put down the frying pan, and grabbed me and started dancing salsa with me, even though there was no music or logic ( Read more... )

I WANT Merengue Soda and friofrios. i want a camera to take pictures of everyone i know. i want to have GOOD dreams for a change, and i want to wake up and smell food that makes me jump out of bed. i want to never stop believing in my placebo solutions. i want to not be cold anymore. i want to ice-skate and i want to wear a dress or a skirt. i want ( Read more... )

so, me these days:* SACcon was cut early because of the storm, which sucked. it was a weird feeling, leaving the con early, but deaning was fun while it lasted ( Read more... )

The inauguration brought my spirits down alot. helplessness or indifference are the two dominating emotions when it comes to things like this... next to fiery rage of course. I can't wrap my mind around how horrible this is. I have not been thinking about it much for this exact reason. i wish i would've gone down to DC. i wish i wasn't always on ( Read more... )

Laurels party was awesome. after that, we went to marco's house and danced it up. No number of bad experiences could prove me wrong: i love latino boys. i love the way they move and dance and talk and scream and laugh and the way their eyes are dirt dirt brown like mine, and the way their hearts are big and hurt like home. i love dancing and ( Read more... )

Because I've bee so tired, I've been trying to go to sleep earlier than I usually do. As a result of this, I am even more tired than I was before. It's kind of like when you finally study for a test and then end up doing worse tha before. I think maybe my tiredness and sickness don't have as much to do with sleep and the cold as I think ( Read more... )

I hate to always be such a sentimentalist... but the trees covered in snow looked really beautiful today. it made me not mind the cold ( Read more... )

My friend Sylvia just reminded me of this pet goose I used to have called GanSuicida ("Goosuicide"). We called him that because he always banged his head against everything and everyone, and tried to eat rocks ( Read more... )

You wake up and your eyes are wet with crocodile tears, cause you've been dreaming about those sad things that you shoul've forgotten. Like, your grandpa and his cadillac. Like hector and his disapearing acts ( Read more... )