time is fleeting

when i woke up this morning, diego had perched himself inside of one of my suitcases. precious,but slightly obnoxious when your trying to pack half your life inside 2 duffel bags. 

ive got to be at the airport at 9 which means i have to wake up at 6 which means this blog will be short considering i will now get aboouttt 2 hours and 50 of sleep. but thats how much ill sacrifice for this blog. ill sleep when im dead...or in new york. 

Sometimes diego stares at our rainy windows for hours and hours until he becomes so precious that i have to throw him outside. 

My friend Alexandra and I share a ridiculous amount of things in common. For example we both love food blogs, books, and anything with cheese in it. we made pizza fresh from scratch the other day so sandra lee and her semi-homemade pizza dough can suck it. LOOK how delicious that is. imagine the smell....

mmmmmm...a close up just so you can feel really jealous about the fact that you weren't there to join us. 

shortly after eating this, i died in ecstacy. then was resurrected by the smell of fresh cut ginger and unagi. i love sushi, but love my friends who eat it with me. this friend in particular gave me a sex position calender with 365 different moves to try...thanks, ill have to get on that ASAP

oh, hey. just me and the fam eating dinner at our favorite restaurant Houston's on Kirby. i would highly recommend the french friends. they have been a staple carbohydrate in my diet since i was seven

This is friendship. this is every person you wish you knew and i was blessed enough to meet. i will miss my best friends so much, even though i know they are going to amazing places and will do phenomenal things in college. And though it is just for now, its time to say good bye....

EDIT: someone please note how i said i lived off "french friends" instead of "french fries" in the paragraph above. 

Baby, I am the cub who was washed out in the flood

"Hope is not blind optimism,"

Out of all the things Barack Obama said tonight, this statement struck me the most. His entire speech was about hope and change in the United States. Change in health care, the war, education, international trade, weapons, and everything other example of how our government contradicts the freedoms given in the Constitution and Bill of Rights... and all of a sudden, I realized how much change I wanted in my own life. How much I needed faith within myself and from other people to help me through these next months. God knows, this past year has been more difficult than I couldn've ever imagined.

Like Keats, I am slowly learning to accept my life as it is; slowly understanding that suffering is an inevitable part of life that I must experience. I can no longer attempt to analyze my sadness and reason my distress. In truth, there are no answers; suffering will exist no matter how much I try to ignore it. Right now, I must let go of my past and start accepting the present.

Recently, my mother and I went antique-grazing in the heights area of houston. I love looking at antiques, im not sure why... i like how their age makes them even more appealing and beautiful. my favorite store, hands down, was installations. a DNA center piece

A german sign, i think it may be used to hold tickets or something. they had a ton of old and really neat german/dutch/netherlands posters and signs because the owner is from belgium and travels to eastern europe every year with his precious wife.

Thursday was Veritas Vacation Day, which is where my school basically has a giant party with a moon bounce and everything. heres a polaroid of some friends of mine. The band in the second polaroid is called Oh, Juliet! They were precious and girls were literally tripping and crying on stage because of all the emotions and girlish-ness.

The v-day is also for valentines day, which i spent with diego. who is diego?

BAH! drawer cat! Don Diego de la Vega is the newest and most cuddliest member of the family. He was adopted my mother and I last monday and has since become my best friend. He likes playing with my hair, putting his nose on my neck, and taking naps in the nook between my collarbone and shoulder.

I dont know what im gonna do without him when im in boston for harvard model congress. which is totally random and last minute, i know. but a teacher asked me to go and i said of course. for the first time in my life, i can proudly say that i've done something spontaneous. even if it is school related...