La gringa chilena

Dear Summertime, I love you. I love you on my bike rides that make me feel like I'm far away but close to home. I like the fact that I can get somewhere using my legs like I used to. The man on the corner yells that my bike is too yellow! and to that I say, thank you, because I love how it matches with my pineapple backpack which is just missing flamingos and cherries to complete that whole summer aesthetic. I love you for how you make me feel, like I'm awake, ducking under overgrown trees and stepping on the cracks in the road in shorts and sandals. I don't think I even mind the way my shirt sticks to my back after just a minute of being out of reach of air conditioning, feeling real heat. It's safer in the light, it's even safe enough to wear pigtails and look 17 and feel it too. I love my Springfield summers. I love it for the fireflies that bring light when the sun is done for the day even though I'm too afraid to catch you anymore. I don't think I s...

I've been out of town. In the mountains. I'd rather not bore you with the details, and I know you appreciate it. I must admit, but I won't, that I just bought the access code, and that this class wasn't part of what I envisioned for my summer. Would you believe me if I said I'll catch up? I guess what I'm trying to tell you is that I'm going on vacation and I don't have time to study the difference between theatre and theater. I have no interest in what is going on in Broadway's backstage. But what I will actually say is that I've been going through a "tough time", code for too sad to eat, sleep, etc. I am going to Chile, and secretly hope that you take into account the time it takes to pack, stress, and run errands before said trip. In an effort to get you to see how seriously I take this class, I will mention that this is my last class to graduate and with that, I will hopefully scrape up enough points to get by. I hope that doesn...

If you saw us through the window, I don't think you'd recognize us. If anything, I think we'd just look like two people holding Blizzards upside down, spoons in hand, readily waiting to see if they’d ever fall or if they could withstand the urge to drip.   I don’t really know how we got here or where here is exactly. I just know were are somewhere in Colorado for the fact that you can see the outline of its mountains as the sun goes down. I’d go as far as to call us tourists but there isn’t anything else worth seeing. The only attraction seems to be the Diary Queen’s neon lights that shine through our blinds. It’s not necessarily inviting but tonight it’s my treat. I put on my new dress so that he can see me, see just how the maroon falls, hugging all the right places.   The humidity makes the thin fabric stick to me as we run out into the road. The cars keep driving and you take my hand. For a minute it feels like everything is how it should have always been....

Did you know that if you look up the title of this entry, Google will only take .44 seconds to show you that only two results appear? Well maybe now it's three. The other day at work they were talking about this app where you can make up diseases and see how many people they take out. Morbid, yes, totally, but it seemed to be marketed more towards the middle school age. The girl who mentioned it said that her 15 year old brother had made up a disease he brilliantly called "Math." It's still killing, if you can believe it. I think that if I had to make up a disease, not being a 13 year old middle school boy, but a 22 year old girl who eats a lot of barbecue chips, I would name it constellationitus. You'd think I'd be immune to it, due to the fact that I can't ever spot constellations in the sky. To me it all just looks like a beautiful jumble of stars, all perfectly mixed together, not pointing in a certain direction or forming any shape. They're almo...

Hola, que tal? Todo bien? Si estoy siendo sincera, y si lo estoy: tengo pena por washitos, tengo solo cinco% de bateria en mi computadora, y tengo que parar de dormir tanto. Eso es un corto resumen de mi vida. Tame Impala- Feels like We Only Go Backwards Quiero sentirme mejor. Pero aun lo siento en mis rodillas moradas, en el lado izquierdo de mi cuello, y mi codo derecho. Confuso? Yes. Arctic Monkeys- My Propeller Logicamente no hay más confusion, somos amigos. En un sentido más literal, Q PENCA. En cuenta a las relaciones amorosas ( o de gustar) aun no se si es posible ser amigos después. Solo se que si es posible no pasarme mas rollos y que el primer paso es elegir una mejor actitud. Porque da igual la razón que paso; aprendiste lo que tuviste que aprender y no es un final triste. Es un nuevo comienzo? En esta hora, pido una mente más lógica porfa. The Arctic Monkeys- Leave before the Lights Come On No le echo toda la culpa en los hombres por como me siento en este momento...

El sol es el mejor antidepresivo en mi opinion. Al menos para mi, eso suele ser el caso, miestras trabaja en conjunto con los mios. Hoy, lunes, ha sido un hermoso dia. Aunque mi celular chanta dice que solo hace 38 grados aqui en SGF, se siente en los 70's, la mejor temperatura. El sol esta más fuerte que el viento, como debe ser. El Saminho y yo estamos tomando z's despues de correr por mi patio. Tirados en el pasto, el viento pasa por en cima de nosotros. No hay nada mejor que tener un patio grande para jugar y para dormir. Cuando cierro mis ojos, me voy a lugares lejanos, pero no hay ninguno tan callado donde se puede escuchar cada sopla del viento, cada pajaro que canta, el sonido de lapiz sobre mi papel. Al abrir mis ojos, veo el pasto, verde real con areas de honeysuckle rociado con lila. Desesperado ya, el Sami empieza a hacer ollos al lado mio. Sale el olor de tierra, el mismo de mi niñez, con los dias lleno de corriendo por los patios de los vecinos. Si miras al lado, ...

El Verano: Hoy lei cartas en vez de estudiar, dormí en vez de escribir, y mande mensajes de textos un poco cursis en vez de hacer na'. Supongo que hoy estoy tratando de gozar el verano, ya que llego, y por la primera vez en mi vida, lo resisto. Me contradicto y pido la maldita primavera, porque ahi al menos tengo una razon para sentirme asi. El verano es lo que me trae todo lo que me gusta; ropa bonita, washitos, sol playa y arena, la que me saca de la depresion que viene con los cambios de temporada. Pero aqui estoy. Tirame a la piscina porfa, que eso me despierta. En otras noticias, estoy empezando mi ultima semana de la universidad (!!!). El plan es no estresarme a full, ya que hice eso la semana pasada, y puedo decir con TODA sinceridad que casi nada bueno salio de esos siete dias, y tuve que acostumbrarme a no tomar capri sun todos los dias. Lol. Entonces, esta semana, y ojala los que siguen, seguire mi corazon. Lol jk jk, que frase más cliche. Pero si voy a vivir, vivir, co...