Heart In Your Heartbreak

This song is catchy. And I like it. Enjoy this little break from the "serious topics." Eat some grapefruit too. Just remove the peel and skin. The tiny wedges themselves are actually quite delicious and worth the citrus surgery.

I love May

Good evening, all, so you know how I was on vacation a few weeks back? Yeah, and I gave a tiny update about wind turbines? Well, I had hoped to write more often during vacation, but instead I spent it reading, stretching, job searching, and just staying at home. It's quite alright though, I'm not apologizing for the delay of posts; I honestly believe I distributed my time correctly.


Anyway, inevitably, April has become May, and I am a mere week away from my 23rd birthday. This is crazy on so many levels. I thought it was amazing when I had reached my 21st birthday, given my behaviors and bizarre eating habits/conditions. My 22nd was a little different last year, for not only did I earn another year of life, but a B.B.A. in Finance and a B.S. in Economics as well. It's kind of like my graduation overshadowed my birthday, actually, but it was overall an amazing day. And now this 23rd birthday comes along.


These paragraphs have been about me for too long. Enough. In other news, I came across this mini debate over cutting down the deficit. Paul Krugman, an admirable economist, makes it clear, that even though President Obama's plan on cutting down the deficit isn't absolutely perfect, it is more realistic and "plausible" than the Ryan Plan...





If you have time and aren't easily bored by these topics, I do suggest you view the above video. If not, well, you really should view it anyway, I mean, come on, it is Paul Krugman.


In other-other news, my hair has grown quite long, and I need to trim it! Part of me wants to chop it all off, but the more curious part wants to see how long it can grow before it becomes unhealthy. We shall see...


Note: I do apologize if you find this whole budget subject thingy to be boring. Might I suggest you start reading the news more often? A good old-fashioned newspaper every now and then is actually quite fun...or the online version, at the very least.

Vacation Update 1

I think I'm going to be taller by the end of the week. So much stretching.


Laundry
CSI.


Fitness and shopping. Oh yeah!


P.S. I have found out how wind turbines work. You have no idea how excited this makes me feel. I wish I had my own.

Sunday Night

It's Sunday night, patio door is open, the feeling that occurs right before a thunderstorm is making itself known. Just another wonderful, peaceful Sunday to add to my memories.

Before you read on, I do strongly advise you to scroll all the way to the bottom of this post and "play" the video. That way you'll have some music accompaniment to this winding post. DO IT!!!

I could apologize for the millionth time for not posting as frequently as I used to, but I'll feel guiltier because I'm not quite sure when the next time I'll post will be after this one. (Rest assured, I'll be on vacation next Saturday, and after I walk in the March of Dimes (for BABIES!) I'm gonna have so much time on my hands I won't know what to do with myself! :)

I had planned to go to New York during this vacation time, but alas, it is not the right moment to do so for countless reasons. But it's okay, I have modified my plans to go in October, which I think is a wonderful time to travel anywhere. And nothing (I'm gonna fight if I have to!) is going to stop me from going this time haha.

Anyway, there were quite a bit of topics I wanted to write about prior to today, but I never got around to writing them down, just because I know that upon reflecting on specific topics, I would become enraged and disillusioned with humanity and death, so I have chosen to hang on to my faith and hope and live on optimistically. Basically, the best I can do is the best I can do.

How about Friday night , eyy? We were mere hours away from a government shutdown, and I seriously had no idea what that meant. I felt ashamed of myself for not being more informed, so I decided to do a little bit of research to educate myself on the topic. Apparently, had Congress not come to an agreement over the budget, all but the "essential" government jobs would shut down, cease to operate, and those employees would be placed on furlough. Oh, but the good ole Congress people would still get paid, because they can only be affected by direct law. (Does that seem fair?) Meanwhile, we'd be essentially defenseless: no one to monitor diseases at the CDC, no one processing/approving passports or visas, etc. As I went through my research, I found out that a shutdown did actually happen back during Clinton's first term (1995 I believe?). I was only a child at the time, so I had no idea this had ever happened. Crazy stuff. Anyway, what's this stuff about the so-called Ryan Plan? I attempted to (seriously, I gave it my all) read this budget plan, and even though the website that promotes the Ryan Plan is all colorful, has fancy slides and whatever, I could not, for the life of me, read past the introduction. Perhaps you can, go ahead, read it, and explain it to me! Well, I'll give it another try, see what they have to offer (on the conservative side), and hopefully none of my "big government" influences blind my judgment lol. Frankly, I'm enjoying Paul Krugman's blog posts more, but who wouldn't!?

Here's the link for the Ryan Plan, I promise I'll read into it more and become a more worthy debater. Ha!

Now I seriously do apologize for making this particular post kind of sort of political (though I really haven't [or have I?] made it too biased). If you play this video below (Oasis, ohmygoodness), maybe it'll make you feel, well, high bahahaha, or like you're just driving around. Enjoy!

Dog Days Are Over

It appears that Spring is ready to come back. Quite suddenly, many trees, young and old, have begun to blossom. An overwhelming feeling comes over me. What is it, who knows, I'm debating whether it's anxiety or excitement. Maybe a perfectly-crafted blend of both that only Spring can cultivate.


In any case, I drift away as I drive, the road becomes a long stretch of land that leads my daydreams toward nostalgia, toward my most cherished memories.


Traffic dissolves as I float away into dreams.


The sun delicately caresses my forehead while a light Lenten breeze kisses my cheek.


All feels perfect, like everything is right where it is meant to be. These moments of unadulterated silence and contemplation on the road are what maintain my being.


Being the daydreamer that I am, there is hardly ever a time when I don't have a song that fits into my state of being. Does it make sense? Like if I had to describe myself -- not in the sense of biography or whatever, but rather in my abstract composition -- a certain song would perfectly fit at a particular point in time. Today it's this song, Dog Days Are Over by Florence + The Machine. Just listen to the composition -- how everything just interacts and fits together.





In other news, I drew bunnies, and they are green.

bunnies.

"Oh hi, Accounting!"

This particular weekend is a three day weekend for me, being in the banking industry, but unfortunately, I'm not doing so well. I'm proud to say that it's the first time in two years that I've gotten sick, and I'm trying to ignore the illness, going about my daily routine and stuff as if nothing is wrong. In attempt to continue normally, I'll relate what happened today.

Potato Cousin and Radish Cousin came over for their regular Saturday visit, and since I was actually off today from work (I know, a Saturday, all free to use!!!), I got to spend all morning and afternoon with them. Lucky for them, I avoid spending all day in front of a television (for the most part, hahaha); I had them start off the day by building a "danger-ous bridge" for their various Hotwheels vehicles. This went on for almost an hour, most of which was spent on the construction rather than on the actual use of the bridge. Anyway, while playing around with the altitude of the bridge, my younger sister brought out some books from my bookcase, one of which was the oh-so-wonderful --but oh-so-heavy-- accounting textbook.

This is where one thinks, what, you didn't sell your accounting textbook??? The book that weighs as much as you do? The book that could bruise you without trying too hard? Yeah...I kept that book, but not because I'm a masochist...OK, not just because I'm a masochist. I decided to keep it, actually, because first, I wasn't gonna get as much as I deserved if I sold that poor book back, and second, because it could come in handy in the future.

Well, I hadn't thought about that poor book since then. I should probably read over it again, you know, get my brain to refresh its accounting knowledge, ensure that I still remember everything I learned or whatever. Let's add that to my list of things to do this year: refresh accounting knowledge/learning stuff. And re-subscribing to the Wall Street Journal, to keep up with the financial news of today. And get some more German literature, some light and fun reading, you know. I can't let all my knowledge go to waste.

In other news, I realized that I totally love Two Door Cinema Club. Like, a lot. Enjoy!

Oh, February!

Hi everyone, I do apologize for the scarce posts: I've actually been working 40-hr weeks this past month, and now that God has given us a few days of forced rest via snow/sleet/ice here in good ole Texas, I have time to write once more! Oh happy day!


First thing first, who's in the mood for a nice, weather-related summary of these last couple of days? I'm sure you all are. Really.


Ice-In Part I: Chips, Chips, and More Chips


Well, this day (Tuesday) actually got an early start. Like, rather early: I was awoken by tons and tons of tiny but sharp-sounding ice pellets. Oh, and my bedroom window has this weird green, tarp-y shade (that is much appreciated in the summer), and when there are strong gusts of cold air, that tarp-y shade loves to obnoxiously flap super loudly. It literally sounds like someone is beating against the wall. Anyway, this was at about 3 in the morning, and I somehow managed to go back to sleep.
Woke up (for real) a couple of hours later, and looked out the window. Some portions looked a little wet, but everything else on the parking lot looked peculiarly dry. For a split second I thought, "Is that ice?...nah, of course it couldn't be...right?"


To overcome any doubt, I headed straight for the news. Sure enough, the local weatherman confirmed my split second thought; why yes, that peculiarly dry parking lot was actually covered with a nice thick blanket of ice. Yes, ice. Not snow, well, maybe just a tiny bit of snow, but the majority was ice. And the snow was quickly transforming into ice. Anyway, because of the difficulty of even getting out of the parking lot, I had to call in and miss work.


My mother and sister also stayed home. So what did we do all day?

1. had some hot chocolate (Abuelita-style) with mini croissants;
2. sat on the couch;
3. had some potato chips;
4. watched "Bloody Murder" - a rip-off of the Friday the 13th movies, and even though it was corny and kind of confusing, it was actually worth the viewing;
5. had some more potato chips, with Tabasco;
6. got up and stretched for like a second so we could sit on the couch again;
7. watched "Nanny McPhee Returns" (a movie, which, was worthwhile too, considering our housed-in status);
8. ate chips again, all while flipping channels between "Zoolander," "Arthur," and "That 70s Show;"
9. moved around again, realized I still had my penguin blanket with me, watched the news;
10. lounged around some more;
11. had dinner;
12. aimlessly let my mind wander, while sitting on the couch.

I imagine what we did yesterday (Part I) is what it feels like to be a cat. I was however grateful that I got a chance to relax and recuperate from non-stop working. We went to sleep at half-past ten, thinking that we'd return to work and regular routine stuff once more.


Yeah, only not.


Ice-In Part II: We've Got Cabin Fever


Woke up at 5:30, stayed in bed until 6, everything outside was oddly serene. Could it be that I could go to work after all? Uh, no. The ice, in fact, had worsened the road, and since my "neighborhood" is in a still-isolated area, not many cars have driven by to run down the ice and junk. This time, though, I said, "Let's be productive today, we can't lounge around all day long!" Tell me if we succeeded:

1. had some coffee and cornbread muffins;
2. made my bed and cleaned the surrounding area of my room;
3. getting all ready (alternate clothing since I ended up not going to work) and stuff;
4. then...my mother accidentally turned on the television to CSI;
5. watched CSI for about three hours (we would've kept watching, CSI: New York, interrupted the flow of the previous CSI episodes;
6. had some popcorn and oranges (no chips left in the house!);
7. changed it back to CSI (it came back on);
8. had my sister braid my hair, while watching "My Bloody Valentine;"
9. finally decided to venture outside, to the apartment office: longest thirty minutes of my life, so much ice on the sidewalk paths and so much frozen dog poop on the frozen grass;
10. found out my sister was accepted to one of her choice universities;
11. had cereal for dinner;
12. writing this blog...

Anyway, I haven't touched my car all this time. I hope it hasn't frozen shut, you know! Hopefully conditions improve, because we're all tired of being stuck inside. The plan for tomorrow is to try to all drive together to my work, but if that doesn't work, we might have to resort to walking to the nearest grocery store for supplies! Oh what an adventure that will be, I'm sure.


So now that I've taken up your time with my confinement tale, how's the weather treating you, eh??