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The black and white is just gorgeous.
I've just received a new digital camera for the holidays, though it's not a DSLR, I think it will do.
I cannot wait to go out and shoot with it and collect such inspiring images.
I have a goal to fill up this photo album this year of things that happened senior year. This photo will be in the first slot.

Noble Beast

To the Heartthrob Whistler

I only possess uncontained love for the man
in the stripey socks crooning
into the microphone.

If only I were Swedish
then I'd have a folk tune
and a wedding march to my name.

The music pours from the honeyed tone violin
propped up on your thin frame.

From Measuring Cups through
Fitz and Dizzyspells
the whistling carries and quells.

another reality

Really. All I want to do is live in someone else's world. Harry Potter would do nicely or Gilmore Girls. Ugly Betty is a little dangerous. 30 Rock would be freaking amazing.

I'd be scared for my life in Pushing Daisies those kids are always getting involved in some kind of murder. I think Friends would get tedious and that's the same for Seinfeld.

Yes, I think that Harry Potter would do quite well. Can I please not be a muggle anymore?

Yeah I'm Good!

Let's turn around this somewhat depressing blog a little bit.

I was at work (as usual, and for those who don't know where I am working, it's at the DoT - the nation's hub of bureaucracy) and I was bored. This is not unusual, I sit at my desk for about 8 or so hours a day in front of my computer and after a while you read the same news on the NY Times as you do on the Washington Post website. After a little while online shopping gets boring and the DoT frowns upon games and videos of any sort so sporcle is out of the question. Going to these sites prompts a message to appear with loads of smiling employees and in big black font prohibited site due to games or maturity or something. Anyhoo...

I was watching Ted (an online forum of all these live conferences and presentations by all these geniuses) and happened to stumble on one with Malcolm Gladwell hosting. I must admit that I haven't really gotten a chance to read one of his books yet, but I mean to! He was talking about his friend who was a psychotherapist/analyst something or other and how he was asked by pepsi to make the perfect pepsi. Only there is no pefect pepsi, but perfect pepsis. This man is genius. It was incredibly inspirational because this friend of Malcolm's was responsible for Prego and Ragu's variety of spaghetti sauces (the chunky kind) and for the many different kinds of mustard especially Grey's pon pon (Is that how it's spelled?)

This was such a breakthrough! Also it alleviated my general sleepiness. Often while I am at work I will snack so that I don't fall asleep, watching TED videos is much more productive and less fattening.

On a side note which has nothing to do with sauces and mustard, I am kind of freaking out about college. It's so damn competitive and there's so much pressure on putting out good test scores, gpas, always performing at such a high level with no mess ups. It really gets to you. I've 11 colleges and that's kind of a lot, but I can't take any off. I really can't. It's a lot of colleges to worry about and tend to and I took off Carleton only to put on William & Mary. It's not supposed to work that way, but it is. I need some consultation. If only Ms. Wilson wasn't forever out of the buiding. Okay I have got to get back to work. I've only read 5 pages of the report to Congress today.

the 4th of July

The number 4 in Chinese means death, or to die, it 's an unfortunate number. In the U.S. or I suppose western culture 13 is pretty awful.

Every year I look towards the 4th of July as just another lazy day in summer, sometimes spending it with family and other years with friends. This year it's a combination of the both and after reading some books which have mentioned America as a nation for the free and independent, I can't help but be a little bitter.

With the economy so down in the dumps and the current Administration looked upon to do something magnanimous about it, I feel hopeful and so far disappointed. I realize that to look up to Obama to fix everything is unfair to him, but he's a representative of what the American struggle. He's succeeded. It's something that I mean to do once I get through all education and work experience stuff.

I know that people say that happiness doesn't come from money but from acceptance from family, but money is a really important part of that. Money is what affects your family's moods and how they view life. Those who are affluent need not worry about money and how your family is going to afford to pay the rent or put food on the table. These are the people who have to find happiness in the aforementioned way.

Finances are what drive this country. It's true. After working in the federal government for only two weeks I have already heard millions of dollars being tossed around for projects. Or even billions of dollars. I wonder where the government finds all this money. The people who carry out these projects must be paid and their employees have to be paid. I wish that our capitalist system was less about profit and more about making sure that everyone was comfortable, and still generating a profit.

How can we let people live on the streets when we are throwing extra food into the trash and buying useless electronics that we don't really need? Why are we worrying about the inconsequential things when there are those who are struggling every day to project the appearance of being well situated so that they don't lose the respect of their peers and co workers? Why does the press focus so much on celebrities who are obviously so well off? Should there not be more news about the homeowners who are going bankrupt and the failure of American schools to teach values to the students? Are the plights of the average joe less newsworthy? How could it be when we all at times feel the same pain and struggles.

Why are people more likely to sacrifice for stars than the cusp of retirement couple who can't make ends meet?

So let's celebrate the independence we won from the British on this momentous day. We deserve it, we strove hard and long. It's a day of remembrance and a reprieve from the hardships of daily life, but not a holiday from reality.

You have 4 minutes to choose the best possible response..

Dear World,

Why are AP exams so close? Why do I have one on Tuesday? Why is that one the Spanish one?

Why is May so busy? Why haven't I gotten my self together? Why is lacrosse season almost over?

Okay, instead of asking more questions, I would rather post about things. Entonces.

This Monday is the Blair-Northwood game which I am very excited about! I hope we perform at our highest level.

Tuesday: AP Examination #1

Wednesday: English Research Paper GO!

Thursday: Kiera's Birthday, Media Paper and Presentation GO!

Friday: Lacrosse Banquet?

Saturday: AP World Review/Viola/Garden Party?

Sunday: CAPPIES voting -blah

Then it shall be my birthday! Hooray. Note so self.. schedule driver's test.

Anyhow the future!

-Peter, Bjorn, and John Concert tonight. I am excited. They are from Sweden as so many good things are (namely Sara G.).

more to come later!

The Hazards of Love

New Favorite Album: The Hazards of Love.. and also self-named Telekinesis!

So I have given up practically on ever writing well enough to get a 8 on any of my English essays, really it will never happen. My ideas are not original or well thought out enough for the AP rubric, at least for English. I can write fantastically for World, but really that is all about memorizing information and writing it eloquently, and delivering your point. In English, you have to make it "sexy" as Plotinsky would put it. It is freaking hard. Even when I had my pretty interesting point (at least I thought) of Americans watching medical shows to fulfill their messiah complex, I think I got a yawn from the class. Bother.

Also, I don't happen to excel excel in any particular area. I am what you would call a well rounded student.

Also, another thing. I hate when people speak for everyone else, especially when they are fixing a label on the entire group. Like privileged. I hate that word. When people speak of CAP they are always calling us a group of privileged, upper middle class, suburban (and often white), unappreciative, take for granted, kids.

First of all, upper middle class. jeez Please speak for your own socioeconomic class and don't lump everyone together because I would not consider my self that particular label. Yes, I suppose I live in the suburbs. NO. I am not white. I happen to appreciate my opportunities and I don't take those for granted unlike some of my peers. One person I know said that he doesn't know what the whole hub hub about the economy was because he was not affected about it and he doesn't understand why all his friends are so freaked out. That is someone who I would call "privileged" someone who doesn't need to worry about finances in a time of economic crisis.

I am a kid, but I am not so young that I don't know what I am talking about. I happen to know a lot about the economics of this country at least from my own position. And so people in my Research class who speak for the whole class, describing us as disconnected from the rest of society because we are protected in our bubbles. WHOA. Speak for yourself, and yourself only.

Hm. I just read everything that I just wrote and I sound a bit too self-righteous and perhaps a bit pretentious. But in actuality, I do believe in what I wrote and I think it's logical for people to get pissed when other people speak for them and label them something when they are not.

Tangent:
APs. lamesauce, they are terrible and I have 3. And some people are taking more. Why are they doing that? Why would they do that?

Tangent:
30 Rock is the best television show ever since Gilmore Girls, Ugly Betty, Pushing Daisies.. okay actually it is up there with all of those shows.

God. Will I ever get a 8?

Amherst College April 8th 2009

Amherst College:

• Hilly -1
• Beautiful/absolutely gorgeous campus +1
• Spacious, airy forms +1
• Highly selective (15%) -1
• Interesting music class +1
• Very, very friendly students +1
• Cute guys +1
• Town is fairly amazing +1
• Town is very small -1
• In the Five college consortium +1
• Incredibly cold -1
• Music lessons are covered if you take one music class a year if you are under financial aid +1
• Students are fairly hip +1
• Seems like many students are from the same socioeconomic backgrounds -1
• Have qualms about the diversity of the campus -1
• The athletic facilities are amazing +1
• Theatre on campus with movies playing 4x a week +1
• There is an environmental science major +1
• The environmental science major is only 2 years old -1
• The admissions officer kept saying how the kids who are more sophisticated apply early decision -1
• More acceptances during reg. decisions vs. early decision
• Awesome Panini +1
• Will meet 100% of demonstrated financial aid with no loans +1

Amherst as of the moment +5

Clark University

Clark University:

• Friendly, open dining hall +1
• Dorms are small and narrow and harsh -1
• Good financial aid to the max +1
• Avg. class size is 21 -1
• Women’s lacrosse club +1
• Varsity Field Hockey +1
• Students seem friendly +1
• The town has seen better times -1
• The labs are pretty dank -1
• Newly refurbished library +1
• Compost +1
• Small population size +1
• Campus is pretty small -1
• Not exactly the most scenic -1
• No incredible fashionistas -1
• Need to complete a class in each of the 8 cores
• Free Fifth year of tuition if already a Clark Student, not a transfer +1
• Overall, pretty unexceptional -1

Clark is at the moment: +1

Hampshire College

-70's architecture -1
-70s furniture -1
-Engaging, interesting students+1
-Farm+1
-Written evaluations instead of grades +1
-Small campus (1400 students) -1
-Unexceptional food -1
-Non-meat options +1
-Organic/Local food +1
-One dining hall -1
-Co-ed bathrooms
-Small dorms -1
-High probability of getting a single if you want +1
-Themed housing +1
-Easy access to resources +1
-Good Bus system +1
-Cool Town +1
-Composting +1
-Lots of smokers -1
-Bathrooms connect dorms
-Interdisciplinary/choose your own concentration Divs I, II, and III +1
-Gorgeous campus+1
-Inclement weather -1
-Happening music scene+1

Hampshire College as of now: +6

Williams College

The Post about Williams College:

-got there, wet, rainy and pretty grim looking -1
-class in the SAB (South Academic Building)
-found SAB, needed to find class, found class with help of Kate a girl who is from Central MA. Thanks Kate for helping me! +1
-Interesting class, felt like I could learn something +1
-Small, accessible campus +1
-Pedestrians rule, cars stop! +1
-"Downtown" Williamstown is one street -1
-No Chinese food -1
-Sushi, Thai, good sandwiches +1
-Enthusiastic Tour Guide w/ "real" tour inside frosh quad +1
-Beautiful Sci. Library +1
-LEED certified buildings +1
-Confusing signs -1
-Admissions info session -1
-Social atmosphere +1
-Talk with Lacrosse and Field Hockey girls +1
-Wireless Internet EVERYWHERE +1
-Coffeeshop +1
-No close music venues -1
-Only one theatre with capacity of two movies -1
-No shops for clothes -1
-Study Abroad programs covered in financial aid +1
-Meets 100% demonstrated financial aid +1
-Oxford Tutorials (professor and two students classes) +1
-Small classes, professor student bond +1
-Lobsters +1
-Vampire Weekend and Girl Talk visit +1
-Students seem to genuinely like the college +1
-Stylishness and hip students with rad clothing +1
-Winter Study (one course) +1

Total for Williams College as of now: +14

boiling, like the water in the pot

why is it so freaking hard to communicate sometimes

they don't hear you when you are speaking calmly
they are deaf when you are screaming
they don't understand when you are being sarcastic
they only listen to themselves
serve themselves
and place themselves on a pedestal.

Verizon. I hate you.

Glub Glub Glub

The feeling of inadequacy is not foreign to me.
In fact I feel it a lot.
And so when I am feeling such despair
I turn inwards and scold myself
saying words and phrases like
Come on Laura. Other people have it worse.
Catch the damn ball. Throw it and make a play.
Only Lacrosse is more complicated than it seems.
And with me so complicated and the sport
so complicated
it only makes the situation more messy.
And so.
I try to find some dignity, some bravery,
a tough skin and other frame of mind
when I don't have to feel
the shame of dropping the ball
and also scrambling for words
that don't seem to leap from my tongue
like they do for other people.
Only when I write
do I feel that I actually have some control
over what I am expressing.
Even music is hard
which is ironic, because
it is a form of self-expression.
Maybe these feelings
are a result of the change in the weather
and the level of tree pollen in the atmosphere
maybe it's me being teenage
but I still am feeling this way.
And when I turn inwards
towards myself
I say. Come on Laura. Make a play.

Update

Tuesday update:

Found Freddy, he was safe in the confines of my wool coat pocket, how silly of me. There was never anything to worry about.

NHS induction tomorrow, I feel like "induction" is a silly word. It's odd, it sounds like duct tape.. you can see where I am going with this.

I am woefully behind in my World History readings, which is typical because I've been so tired lately that I've fallen asleep at my desk.

I really am fond of my desk, it's large, wood, tall, and fits all of my stuff. I am fond of stacking things.

There is my desk!

There are very many things to do that is left on my to-do list.
1. Reading world history (all of it)
2. Murder in the Cathedral
3. Whatever assigned in Shindel's
4. Spanish Gerunds
5. Sell ads. for Chips
6. Write those coverletters!
7. Get a job/internship this summer!
8. Sleep.

Ipods

So today marks day one of my lost ipod.

Today I lost my ipod, or temporarily misplaced it. It was beautiful, orange, chromatic, full of life, and cheerful. I think it represented me in a lot of ways. Now it's gone. In a moment of complete confusion I've lost sight of it.

I noticed it was missing around lunch, 11:39ish to be exact. It must have been missing beforehand. Is it at home? No. Is it in my backpack? No. Is it in Anna's car? God, I hope so. Perhaps it's in my coat pockets, I really hope so.

Because what can I do without it? There's no music. No portable music that I love that is. My Ipod mini still works, but dies about every 30 minutes, and you can't listen through the entire Like the Linen CD in that amount of time. It's just not do-able.

I like to think this as a challenge and a reminder that I have to be more careful and appreciative of my things. I also think that Apple is testing my loyalty to them. This is a sneaky and mean way to do it. I've already shown to be a loyal customer, can't they just return my ipod to me?

And in case someone took my ipod, please return it. It's an orange chromatic and it was a holiday gift, it's irreplacable in the sense that I've already named it, it's name is Freddy.

Freddy and his multiple views

Thanks.

Running on what? IT'S EMPTY?

So I haven't posted in a little while.

I am still catching my breath from lacrosse earlier today. I have so far accomplished in watching an episode of 30 Rock and doing my spanish homework. There's still a lot to do.

Anna and I have been working on our Galileo project for about ten thousand years by now. It's been really crazy and I guess this counts as a reflection. It's been a long road and lots of software mistakes and screw ups and such. It's pretty beast. I will post it up here once we finalize it, let's just say it has some amazing music, all relevant to the time periods featured in the doc. We do start with Baba O'Riley... but who doesn't love a little Who anyhow? (tee hee)

We have been watching When the Levees broke by Spike Lee. It's so.. dark, and the whole situation, the way it was handled... the government was so incompetent, and so the levees so corrupt and the way everything was.. it made me so angry. The level of complete disinterest the government showed the Hurricane Katrina victims is astounding, their reactions were so out of touch. It really made me re-evaluate our society and the way media portrays situations.

On a lighter note. Bonnaroo. I want to go. I hope it happens.

I really should do my homework. right now. post more later!

Run, Run, Breathe, Run some more

Ah. So Lacrosse season has started. Or Spring Sports season for all you other athletes out there. It's been approximately 4 months since the end of field hockey, and oh how out of shape I am. Surprisingly, I have not collapsed, so hey! a good thing!

My schedule is so hectic, and classes are interesting! We just interviewed Mrs. Diodati the other day, and what an interesting person! I just listened to this presentation about American Chinese Food by Jennifer 8. Lee from the NY Times, and it was very enlightening! Notice that American comes before Chinese, yeah, because it's more American than anything else. But, it's still pretty yummy, so check out Fu Lin Restaurant! (2235 Bel Pre Rd Silver Spring MD) yeah, I know that I just advertised, but it's so delish! 

Oh. Here is the link for the presentation. She is so funny. 

So here is something completely unrelated...Friends Lists, I don't mean facebook, I mean the long, long list I have of people that I want to be friends with. You know that urge to talk to people that you like? When you have a crush on them? This is the same feeling, but I just really want to be their best friends! It's actually worse for me because when I want to friend someone, I often talk to them as much as I can so that we can bond! This action is often misconstrued as me crushing on that person. That is a no-no. 

I have spending a lot of time with Kiera Zitelman, I feel like I am starting to talk like her, which is completely fine because she's rad. But it's weird that I pick up speech habits, or just habits. I picked up Andrew Joseph's habit of holding my shirt with my hands. This action is sometimes me being nervous, me having no idea what to do with my hands, or me just bored so I hold my shirt in my hands. (what? yeah I know. weird.)

So...I really want to write in a certain way, because write now I am typing whatever that pops into my head onto the blank expanse of internet space. I want to write with some sort of purpose. I am not sure when that will be happening, but it's gotta be soon because I have a synthesis essay in English soon and I frankly stink at writing timed essays. 

Diverging thought!

The 90s should not come back, I heard something about how 90s fashion is coming back. That was a dark time in fashion, if that happens... oh dear. That weird fabric-substance that winter coats were often fashioned out of, polyester? nylon blend? with awful patterns of neon colored stripes and shapes? That's just bad. 

These are my thoughts for the last couple of days. Will add more later. 

Ben Gibbard

Oh Ben Gibbard,

I will write you a poem

Oh Ben Gibbard
You make me feel so happy
Your lyrics are so smooth, and true
true to the truest sense of the word

You uplift me from some depths
and I soar to such great heights
and breathe the clean, recycled air

Sometimes when I wander
the Bixby Canyon Bridge
I think of the town I know as downtown
downtown, downtown D.C

Where the lovers are left
and the sutures are being pulled out

Oh Ben Gibbard
How I love you.

Cold, Tired, and Content

Today. I did something that was crazy.

Running three miles! Let's analyze this. I haven't been running forever, and when I was running I was wishing that I could cut off my feet because they hurt so bad, but now I am feeling pretty good.

I think one of things that has been getting me down during the winter months is the lack of sports/running I have been doing.

So now even though my life is due tomorrow, and thursday, I am relatively happy. I am eternally grateful to my friends of putting up with me, and for Kiera who likes to drive me around places and wants to hang out with me! I feel so cool.

I love that my friends are so willing to help me out, like Alex taking home my viola, and Emma who always is willing to hear me out, and Malka when we talk about so much stuff, and Eleni when we complain, and everyone else whom I can just go BLAH. and they can relate.

Yesterday's post was really whiny and complainy and just pissy. I was in a pretty dismal mood, and couldn't get to sleep last night. I read FMLs for about a hour. Afterwards, I felt pretty good about my own life.

I will make a greater effort to be concious of what opportunities that I have been given. I think I will do a Beckett and list everything. Maybe in the next one because I have homework to do and it is already 6:35.

________

someone is literally hammering at my door. and the doorframe. sometimes I just don't get heard over the din of the roar that is my life.

My Life, in a really really small nut that is so small it doesn't deserve a shell

So this is what my life has come down to.

1. I am very fond of numbering things.
2. National History Day - this is what my free time is now, working on it
3. Homework, which I should be doing but I am developing my voice, which is sort of like homework
4. Counting down the days until the weekend, except I am really counting down the days because Lacrosse tryouts start on Saturday.
5. Scrambling to get my portfolio stuff together for CAP. I feel like if it isn't in portfolio then it is worth pretty much nothing.
6. Practicing for Solo Festival with Adam, and also for Orchestra, except neither really because I don't have time to practice. I think about practicing though.
7. Organizing my time, talking about organizing my time, and eventually just not organizing my time.
8. Spending time surfing the net instead of doing my homework.
9. Trying to apply to a dozen programs/internships which I should get cracking on because I need a ton of teacher recommendations.
10. What is my schedule next year? How come Ms. Wilson is never in when I need to talk to her? How come I filled out that request for Counselor thing last week and they still have not gotten back to me?
11. Why do I suck at Spanish? I mean when I think about it in my head it is absolutely fine, and when it comes out I am at a loss as to what to say. Then I get frustrated because I would know exactly what to say if it was in English.
12. I think that I should be able to get into college without trying so hard.
13. The economy has to get better soon otherwise I might need to off someone. As Colin said, this isn't even the worst of it, it's going to dip in the summer. Just great.
14. I just mistakenly borrowed a book from Kathryn Kelly (is that how you spell her name?) which I have to return but it's really cool. It has some interesting information
15. Can I just get March done with? SATs suck, NHD sucks, Solo Festival is going to suck, LAX tryouts are going to suck, it's going to suck until the end of March.

Please, can there be some way out for me?

A Post Show Discussion

So I've realized some things, I'll number them in the hopes that I will have more than 3 realizations.

1. Post show Discussions can either be amazing or not so amazing

ex. : Post show for Eurydice (I would recommend it to everyone, Emma's dad is amazing and so is Adriano Gatto who is Orpheus).

I think that they become more interesting, as Mitchell would put it "INT-er-esting" (that's one of the people he plays) when you know the people on stage, or at the very least want to be best friends with all of them.

ex. #2 : I asked a question to the cast, "Why Shakespeare rather than... let's say... Oscar Wilde?" There was a huge tomb? of Shakespeare sent to Eurydice by Orpheus when she died. I got some interesting responses, I liked the facial expressions and especially because Orpheus gave me a get out of town gesture! It was a connection that we had! Rather exciting I should think.

2. Post Shows can suck a lot when you don't want to be there. Especially if it's at night when you are tired and want to go home and sleep.

ex. No examples, I am sure all of you can think of one. Human nature happens to work that way.

3. Research discussions are the most depressing way to end a day.

ex. Talking about college

ex. #2 : Talking about your most painful memory

ex. #3 : If you had a pill that you could take that could erase that memory, would you take it?

Now because I was not able to express my opinion in class, usually it's dominated, or let's say monopolized by a few people each class, I think it should be treated like abortion.

Everyone has rights to their own body, those are unalienable rights. period for extra emphasis.

If you don't want to have an abortion, than don't get one! Don't stop anyone else from doing it because it's their own choice! The same argument applies here, if that person has a memory so excruciating that it haunts them every waking moment, and every sleeping moment, they have the right to suppress that memory through medication. If they want to get rid of it all together, more power to them.

Really it depends on the person, their situation, and what their beliefs are. You can't make a decision based on a broad spectrum, you have to be specific to that person. I do advocate a prescription so that a medical professional can give their advice.

I have had some pretty traumatic experiences myself, one particular memory that is so painful that I really can't bring myself to think about at all. This memory has proven some doubts that I have, strengthened my relationships with others, and has really helped me grow as person. I am pretty well adjusted I would say given my situation, and so I personally would not choose to forget this memory. On the other hand, if someone else, such as my sister let's say, had the same experience, and she was suffering from it and she was severely depressed, and was traumatized, yeah, she should consider taking that pill. Suffering is not worth it, pain can kill you. Maybe not physically, but emotionally you could become stunted.

Now this is my own particular opinion. I guess I should ask what's yours?

Yale and really what about it?

So today, in my most awesome Junior CAP Portfolio Seminar class, whose? aim is to create the coveted CAP portfolio, Shindel told us to create a document which contains 5 colleges of our choice. Except Duke, mainly because of its basketball.

I started thinking, then decided thinking would be productive if I could just jot things down onto Word, which in reality is much easier.

So my "list" if it could really be called that is a hodgepodge of colleges that I've been setting my eyes on, and might possibly if I try really hard and become Meryl Streep, might get accepted into. Let's run it down:

1) Oberlin College

I believe that this is the Admissions Building - I visited this place in Nov. 08

2) Amherst College


3) Connecticut College


4) Northwestern U.


5) Yale College

The fictional Rory Gilmore and Paris Geller lived in Branford College

I had another one.
6) University of Chicago

The author of Freakonomics teaches here!

Basically, what I am trying to get at is.

This whole college process is very stressful. Students work their whole lives towards getting into a college, whether it is Ivy-covered, has hallowed halls, or just has a decent dining hall. I recognize it is productive to be, well productive, also, this exercise pretty much just freaked me out.

I have every confidence that I'll get into college, one of these if I am lucky. But, I should enjoy the precious amount of time that I have left before it's off into the big world, where I can't really just take everything in school for granted.

So if Yale decides to take me, or if Yale does not. Then who cares, (not I?) No, actually that is a lie, I care a lot. Yale is great, in case the admissions officer for Yale cared to read my blog. Yale is great! Rory and Paris, went there!

If you kids out there have no idea who I am referencing, then it is time to take some time out of your schedule to watch Gilmore Girls. Most of my references come from that show.

Botas, muy mavarillosas

Porque yo necesito mejorar mi español estoy escribiendo este "post" en español. Pero, si yo no conozco el frase or la palabra que yo quiero usar, voy a escribir esto en ingles. Por eso, yo quiero compartir alguna información sobre botas, "Botas impermeables construidas en base a la reutilización de bolsas de plástico." -- Botas Dacca


Botas Dacca es un otro "blog" de Camila Labra, una estudiante de "fashion" que vive in Chile.

Ella ofrece sus botas en muchas colores y diseñas como azul, rojo, amarillo y otros. Las botas son "impermeable, flexible, liviano y no toxico." -- B.D

"En su interior, las botas están forradas con tela de pique acolchado, lo que evita la transpiración del pie y las hacen más confortables.
En cuanto a sus colores, estos pueden ser muy variados debido a la diversidad de bolsas existentes en el mercado.

Su precio es $22.000 (pesos chilenos)
US 45.00" -- B.D


Si tu quieres ver su "website" puedes usar este "link"

Cada fashionista querería las botas, pero ella no tiene mucha publicidad en los Estados Unidos. Treehugger ha escrito un artículo sobre ella y su compañia pequenita. Puedes ver esto artículo aquí! Es muy bella que personas como Labra tenga la habilidad de crear cosas bonitos de objetos que nosotros los tiremos.

Pangea

Lyrics from the song Pangea by Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin

sorta describes my perspective on life right now;

It's always something
it's always something
you told a lie, just aside of feelin nothin'
you spend your sundays, avoiding trouble
while underground there's a whirlpool hummin'

don't say i never, you know it's nothin
i've seen your hands man they couldn't be whiter
so send a wire, write a letter,
let me know if your there and if your hearts still thumpin

pangea we used to be together, why'd we have to drift apart
pangea we used to be together, why'd we have to drift apart

get up, and get out

don't say i never, you know it's nothin
i've seen your hands man they couldn't be whiter
send a wire, write a letter,
let me know if your there and if your hearts still thumpin

pangea we used to be together, why'd we have to drift apart
pangea we used to be together, why'd we have to drift apart

oh oh, and it sounds much better, when sound comes together
if you get this letter, keep it in a box
with all my sox you lost and you found
you used to be around,
tell me why'd we have to drift apart

So, New York

So, I visited New York for the first time in ages.  The changes that I saw are phenomenal. This may be because the last time I was there was shortly after 9/11 and so everyone and everything was dressed in a grey somberish color. 

I had the elitist tourist siting of New York, with a Broadway play (Spring Awakening), staying in a nice hotel next to the theatre, eating out at nice restaurants and places, having dessert after every meal, just a bit extravagant.  

While walking around and seeing some of the homeless, it just made me realize how far away from their world I am, and  yet so close.  Sure, I have a roof over my head, clothes on my back and food on my plate, though I am lacking in hot water (our water heater has been out for two weeks). But the point is, though my family doesn't have a lot of money, and I am always broke, I have more than those people, and the fact that I could afford to go on a trip to NY with my friend and her family, is just amazing. 

I mean, I don't regret going at all. I did the most interesting things and met Mark Indelicato (which was the high point in the trip, and in my life). But it made me a little bit guilty of what I was doing during the holidays, and when so many people had lost their houses to foreclosures.  

It just made me remember and be thankful for all the good stuff that I have been born into.