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About Me (List Style)

aka
- Stinky
- Smelly
- Syd, Informally

heritage
- Is my least favorite thing to be asked. Especially before hello.
- When people have the audacity to ask I prefer to say, “brown.” (a look that says, “what now, bitch? Balls in your court”)
- I’m actually only mostly Filipino. Am I supposed to feminize the word? Capitalize?

a/s/l
- Too young for comfort
- Just enough female
- Now just measly hometown half moon bay. But I prefer to say San Francisco. At one point I’ve haunted around LA and Santa Cruz.

what i like about myself
- My boobs
- My good days
- The expanse of my happiness


what i don't like about myself
- Mood swings
- Inability to find any outlet for expression
- unfinished projects and life make overs

things that scare me
- Birds and feathers
- My future
- the past that I have yet to overcome

everyday essentials
- The Blackberry
- Claritin 24 hour for the chronic hives
- naps

wearing right now
- Too large, mustard yellow, Terrible Twos shirt with a lion on it
- Mickey Mouse watch from disneyland (sorta)
- My least favorite pair of underwear (must do laundry)

music
- Mamma Mia! All day long every day.
- Mamma Mia, all day long, seriously
- I haven’t had mamma mia out of my cd player for over a month I think…

goals for the next 12 months
- Graduate
- Move out
- Figure out where and what and who I want to be

want in a relationship
- Someone that looks like Adam
- Someone that acts like Adam
- Or maybe just my best friend, Adam.



physical things that attract me to the opposite sex
- face shape (head shape?)
- height
- posture?


i can't
- seem to figure anything out lately
- wait till I can claim independance
- stand the wait

hobbies
- Big Box crayon color organization
- Self diagnosing
- Half Assed Gardening, reading, writing, and blogging

what i want to do right now
- Get a chai (NOT the starbucks kind. The kind based on an original recipe of an old indian ( ?) man with a grey beard and poems on his walls that calls me sweetheart, takes usually a really slow time, talks in a whisper, and is WAY better than anything you can commercially buy)
- Go lay out in the sun with you, just soaking in the happiness
- bake something utterly delicious


careers i am considering
- Nobody at a nobody company just getting by
- Animal portrait photographer (right? Riiiight?)
- Baker

where i want to go on vacation
- Spain
- Greece
- Italy
- France
- Back to Chile
- oh wait… there’s too many to list!



kids' names (and yes, eventually i will have some. maybe.) And don’t you dare consider stealing these ideas!!! I’ll hunt you down.
- Ava (possibly Avalena but that looks so strange spelled.)
- Lolita (lalita?) I’m afraid for the connotations on this one, though
- Sophie

what i must do before i die
- Live
- Live
- Live

I have seen brighter days and this is simply one of those moments in life where we're all waiting for the clouds to clear.

Have I ever been a believer in silver linings?

Fresh Start?

I'm considering ditching this blog, possibly start a new one. Clean slates, less embarrassing visible history sort of thing. I must admit, I'm a chronic blogger.

I've had online diaries and blogs since I was 14. Each time I'm sick of where I've been, I start a new one. Different feel, different point to it.

I've wanted to for awhile, but the direction I want the newest one to go in will take a lot more effort. Am I ready to put effort into a blog?

Jenny Lewis is coming out with a new album. September 23rd. Hoorah

I'm horribly tired and worn. Spent all night tossing and turning and feeling sick. Didn't sleep till 4. Morning full of nightmares.

I need baked goods in a major sort of way, anyone willing to donate?

I'm considering getting a second job again. Because this whole being poor stuff really sucks.

I keep feeling like I have somethin to tell someone, anyone really, or even something I wanted to say here in my blog... And then I forget. ughk. I hate that.

I'm watching burn after reading.

Trip to LA was cool. Minnie and mickey!!!!

Didn't get to go disneyland :(

Weekends

Well I guess while it's nap time i SHOULD update my blog, given that I haven't in so long.

Well this weekend I'm going to LA for a disneyland wedding. My cousin Trixie and her husband to be Bon. But before I get into that let's cover last weekend:


Adam and I's 5 year anniversary... woooowwww. It feels and seems SO long. 5 years?! that's almost a quarter of my life! and rising.

As a present he arranged for us to go on a prolonged weekend vacation to Mexico! (3 days, 4 nights). It was incredible! We stayed at a really really nice, newly remodeled room at an all inclusive resort in Puerto Vallarta here: Sol Melia

One of the days we did this really awesome ziplining adventure tour: Vallarta Adventure
The Outdoor Adventure: first we got picked up at the marina pier for an almost 20 minute speed boat ride practically across the bay. Don't worry guys, my super motion sick self LOADED up on the dramamine. Not a second of motion sick, thank god. A really brief view of all the hotels, and ridiculously large palacial mansions along the coast. Then we got into this huge practically cargo truck to go up this pot hole filled super twisted dirt road. After another 20 minutes being jostled around like crazy we got to the base camp. Harnessed up, helmets on head, gloves in hand, we take a 20 minute trip via MULES to the top of the mountain. Jokingly (I'm assuming) the guides called mine mini cooper. He was a mean ol' mule, running and bumping all the other mules, cutting them off, and scaring the daylights out of me. All I could think the entire time was "I DO NOT HAVE GOOD RIDING HISTORY!" I half expected to die just because I have such poor luck with horses, donkeys, and now mules.

We went ziplining from mountainside to moutainside with the most beautiful views above the tree line of waterfalls and mountaintops. Each line was higher and longer than the last and while at first I was scared, I quickly got over it. my favorite parts were rappelling down a waterfall rock face and getting soaked my the fresh river water. When we got to the bottom of the waterfall we drop into chest deep water and pull ourselves along a rope to the riverside. Incredibly refreshing on such a nice day. And rappelling? I've totally got that under my belt from rock climbing! Then we ziplined from riverside to riverside sometimes landing deep in the water. We walked rope bridges and then free rappelled (without the rock face) down a platform deep into the river. We ziplined and hiked down all the way back to base camp! All in all our tour was around 6 hours. It was incredible and I'd totally go again.

The next day we went to the boardwalk in P.V. and walked around a bit. It was pretty much empty and we headed back through the gasoline scented streets to our hotel. Other than the tour we mostly ate a lot, lounged around a lot, and... That's all.

I still feel like I'm jet lagged even though it's a 2 hour difference. I've been utterly exhausted and horribly hungry at abnormal times. Last night I went to sleep at 10:30!!! And I still wake up tired.

Right now Baby Z is napping and I'm watching TV. Did you know that there's ABSOLUTELY nothing to watch in the middle of the day? Little kid shows, trashy talk shows, and soap operas. Basically, nothing of interest. On animal planet it's practically Pet Star all day. Which is seriously the most boring show EVER to disgrace animal planet. On TLC it's baby story ALL day, who really wants to watch 30 minutes of a couple waiting for their baby and then its birth? ewwww, if you ask me. Discovery channel plays cash cab for awhile and then the driest episodes of How It's Made. You can only watch how things are made for so many hours before the machines are pounding, punching, and stamping boredom into my brain. Crappy MTV shows suck out any IQ I previously had. Other than the lack of good TV babysitting is good as always. How can one NOT love babysitting a usually happy baby that looks so excited to see me everytime?

What else is there to add? Oh, I got a super 8 camera for Adam for our aniv. from Ebay. I was told it would work but Adam has yet to test it. Here's to crossing my fingers!

Baby Z's nap should be ending soon, maybe I should try and squeeze in a few minutes of sleep myself before she wakes. Oh, and if you're wondering about any pictures from Mexico: We didn't take any. Hopefully I can get SOMETHING ineresting up here eventually.

PS: The MTV show exiled where they send away sweet 16 mega spoiled brats to "hard" conditions is totally lame.

Vendras Conmigo

I had this long entry typed out and it got deleted when my internet crashed... lammmeee...

 

But to reiterate in a nutshell:

 

I'm considering a new tattoo. A quote of sorts from any 3 of my favorite life altering authors or my favorite band the Eels. In the following weeks expect pictures of antcipated format and/or quotes i'm considering. I'd love feedback. If the quote is cheesy or sounds stupid, or isn't strong enough to stand on it's own outside of the overall context i've pulled it from. Even if you horribly disagree with it it'll really help me make my decision, such as, "Am I ready to defend and explain the meaning of this quote my entire life?"

 

To Begin:

 

"Love is so short, Forgetting is so long..."

 

I feel like this one is a little long but it continually intrigues me: "And one by one the nights between our seperated cities are joined to the night that unites us."

 

And this is by far one of my favorite poems and the place I've plagarized my blog title from:

 

Come with me, I said, and no one knew

where, or how my pain throbbed,

no carnations or barcaroles for me,

only a wound that love had opened.

I said it again: Come with me, as if I were dying,

and no one saw the moon that bled in my mouth

or the blood that rose into the silence.

O Love, now we can forget the star that has such thorns!

 

That is why when I heard your voice repeat

Come with me, it was as if you had let loose

the grief, the love, the fury of a cork-trapped wine

The geysers flooding from deep in its vault:

in my mouth I felt the taste of fire again,

of blood and carnations, of rock and scald.

From that I think I would pull "Come with me..." (like my blog title, kind of corny, I know). Any other suggestions?

 

 

On completely unrelated matters:

 

• Babysitting has been going well. I'll eventually post pictures.
• If you all thought my boyfriend was awesome when he got me signed first editions of my favorite books I think he may have topped himself with an all expense paid trip to Mexico. Leaving tomorrow.
• I think I've killed my bluetooth.
• And my basil is growing like crazy, my peppers are finally fully sprouting. Yay, growing plants is like presents every day.