so far away, but so close.

You are and always will be my soul sister.
Greetings everyone. Life is going good, well, almost.
Have you noticed you love your family not for the people that they are, but because they're your family? Should we not love our friends as much as we do our family? There the ones we choose to accompany us, and family is something we were born in to. Doesn't that make sense?
Oh Sally, Sally, Sally. You are my best friend and you will always have a space in my heart. I love you, you were meant to be my sister! I just know it! I can't believe your moving away. It breaks my heart and shakes my world. It seems so unreal, like a dream. You were the person I told every one of my secrets to, and vise versa. I don't know if I can ever have that with another being again. Needles and ink will keep us forever. Forever and always. But I don't see this seperation as an omen, but a test. And you know what I'm talking about Sally. Per sempre Sally, per sempre skl.

the future isn't set in stone.

I hate that when we are young everything is controlled by our parents. Yes they provide us with food and shelter, but is this not our bodies? Do we have no say? I hate that nothing lasts forever and good things always end, but new things always start as well, but I guess only to be ended.

My (your) secret agent lover man, weetzie.

I want to live in shangri-L.A., a magical Hollywood where no one grows old.
I just want to live my dream. I want to move out when I'm 18 and forget my parents. Somedays I wish my grandma was cool enough to name me Baby. But she didn't, and now all I can wish is, that Baby can become my nickname. Oh how great that would've been if that was my name, everyone just calling me Baby, like in Dirty Dancing.

cold sweat.

It is 6:04 am as I am writing this. There hasn't been a day where I haven't been awake to see 5 am on the clock in a while. Yesterday I fell asleep before the clock had even struck 1 am, to my suprise, yet I woke up from my sleep at 3am. My sleeping schedule is out of whack these days and I hope it gets back to standard normality. Lately I've been really into the television series Heroes. Ever since that one night where boredom got to me, there I was, in a room, with a television, dvd player, and the whole season 1 of Heroes.
Many say there's no other love like a mother's love. And I believe it is true. A mother's love is unconditional and the bond you have with her is indescribable. But what if you never got that kind of love from your mother? Many don't know what a mother's love even feels like. Many of us have broken families with a dark past. Who even coined that phrase? We hear classic cases of fathers leaving families, and a single parent with a child left behind. The more uncommon case I believe is that when mothers leave their families and a father has to take care of the child alone, quite hard, especially if that child happens to be a girl.
On a lighter note, his is my last day visiting my mother and grandparents becuase I shall be leaving tomorrow, I'm really gonna miss them. Its only a few days out of the year where I even get to see my mother.
ps, who wants to watch the new Harry Potter movie?
I do (:

take a walk with me down tequila avenue.

It has been a while, and excuse me for the lack of updates, I've been a bit busy. Have you noticed no one waits until there 21 to drink? I sure have. I personally think there's nothing wrong with alcohol, as my friend said "it's just another beverage", but what I don't like, is when people get drunk and act like idiots and vomit all over the place, and the hangover, that is hell. So why do we get drunk? For the fun of it? Some people just can't have a good time without liquor. 

Shoutout to Sally. My bestfriend and soul sister. She's been there for me through thick and thin. I don't think I'll ever meet someone like her. I'm pretty sure God forgot to make us sisters. Yeah, I just though I'd put that in there because that was way overdue.
P.S. There will be a blog dedicated to Sally, soon. And I think I'll post another journal/blog today or early morning because something is really burndening me. Sorry for the lack of photos, I'm visiting my mother and obviously this is not my computer.

this goes out to you.

SHOUTOUT: to STEFANY, I always love talking to her, and boy is she talented. And she was a life guard today, how amazing is she? hah! this is future her:

and this is her future boyfriend, yepp, its ken, barbie's ken:

ahaha! exept stefany will be prettier than that lady and much much less whory (= so anyway, stefany, I hope you enjoyed your shoutout.

swallow it like a pill.

Pride, ha! Sounds so great, doesn't it? Sounds like something you should embrace and boast about. Well it's the very thing that could destroy you. Pride gets the best of us, most of us have to much of it. There are certain times when you have to swallow your pride, you have to suck everything up and follow through. But some of us just can't, for we have too much pride, so much we can not swallow it and that my friends, can be a very, very hazerdous thing. Do you think you have too much pride?

So today, I stayed home all day and cleaned the whole place, vacuumed, dusted, did the dishes, took out the trash, all the works. The mount of dishes looked infinite, but of course I finished. And here is my end result (of the dishes)!

woohoo!

Another good thing, my mama got paid, ka-ching!

money, money, money