I remember my mom playing him all the time when we were younger...Marley you'll forever be a huge inspiration to me.
"Bad Card"
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
My life (con't.)...
I tried smoking weed for the first time with Hayato and his friend Kate winter of freshman year too... I guess I was just ready to try it all then. I didnt really feel it the first time, but the second time... fell in love and have been ever since. Ha. It's weird to think that a good majority of my friends were always older than me in high school- Hayato and Kate being 16 when we were still 14. They didn't even really "peer pressure" us, I just really wanted to try it. My sophmore year was pretty bland but good at the same time, and it's really weird looking back and seeing how I never stayed the same appearance and style wise for more than a year. My sophmore year I was still pretty unsure of who I really was, but definitely started listening to a lot of different types of music like indie, electronica, experimental, that fit my unique personality well. My junior year was such a great fucking year. Almost as good as senior year, maybe even a little better to be honest. This was the year I met my really great girl friends til this day Alex, Amy, Kelly, and Angelica. Alex was in my math class my sophomore year when she was a junior, but and we really started hanging out with them a lot towards the end of sophomore year and had some great times. One of my best guy friends as well, James, was in my math class my junior year and we quickly became really close. He was so funny and wild, and didnt really give a fuck. I'd easily say he was the one that got me into smoking so much fucking weed, all the time. I really dont even care if we were all stoners because it was one of the funnest years ever so far. Such great memories will all of these new friends, and it's great that we're still so close today.
My senior year came so fast, and after facing the fact that I had to apply to colleges and shit.. I was freaking out. I tried the hardest I could my junior year, well I did all 3 years up until then, and my 3.5 gpa showed it. Senior year I got really close with my current best friends Rachel and Lee as well, and they made the whole year a great time for me, there really was never a dull moment, and we'd always laugh at stupid shit and were never afraid to be goofy as fuck. Senior year was when I feel like I really found out who I was, and embraced it. I knew I was a little different from the other typical preppy girls at my school but I loved it. And the different, interesting music I'd listen to.. Lee and Rachel loved and listened to the same kind of stuff. Getting senior lunch privileges was always a nice little treat in the middle of the day, a way to avoid DY for 30 minutes, a place we started to dread being at. We just couldn't wait to graduate. Senior Prom was so epic, and getting to party at our friend Kyle's house with his mom not home was such a good time. It was all of my closest friends together for a wild night, and I had so much fun and love them all alot. After working at the Inaho, a japanese restaurant for the whole school year on weekends, it was nice to have a little break from it with prom and graduation. Graduation was one of the proudest days of my life, and I'll never forget the look on my mom's face when she came up to me and my sister after the ceremony. I've never seen her so proud before, and even though she was balling she had this huge smile spread across her face and couldn't stop saying how long she waited for this day and it was finally here. Both of my parents being from Brazil never went to college or anything, so this was a pretty big deal. I cried a lot that day but I was so happy to be done with high school and celebrate a new chapter of my life and a fresh start.
The summer before freshman year at UMASS was wild, of course. A lot of day drinking on the beach, summer jams, working, and just enjoying life. I knew that going to college was going to be a big step, but I never felt more ready to prove to myself I could do it, and my mom too. Turning 18 in July was another great thing too, since I was finally legal HELL YEAH. It was a sick feeling, and I was so ready to be taken a little bit more seriously I guess. Even though I'm still not that independent, here at Umass I feel like I definitely am. Having to do all of my work on my own time and get things done is something I always did in high school, but living here made it so different- doing whatever I could whenever I wanted to. First semester went really good, and it fucking flew by just like this semester is too, I've loved most of my classes so far and love how I'm learning new things everyday. I have such a huge thirst for knowledge, and being here is wonderful and I'm one one those people that takes nothing for granted and cherish and thank god (or some person) for giving me the chance to go to college, something my parents never got to do. I have endless determination to do the best I can here at Umass for the next 3 years to come, and although I love to let loose and get pretty fucking drunk and wild on the weekends, it keeps me sane. That's all I really have to say for now, but that's most of my life in a nutshell.
My senior year came so fast, and after facing the fact that I had to apply to colleges and shit.. I was freaking out. I tried the hardest I could my junior year, well I did all 3 years up until then, and my 3.5 gpa showed it. Senior year I got really close with my current best friends Rachel and Lee as well, and they made the whole year a great time for me, there really was never a dull moment, and we'd always laugh at stupid shit and were never afraid to be goofy as fuck. Senior year was when I feel like I really found out who I was, and embraced it. I knew I was a little different from the other typical preppy girls at my school but I loved it. And the different, interesting music I'd listen to.. Lee and Rachel loved and listened to the same kind of stuff. Getting senior lunch privileges was always a nice little treat in the middle of the day, a way to avoid DY for 30 minutes, a place we started to dread being at. We just couldn't wait to graduate. Senior Prom was so epic, and getting to party at our friend Kyle's house with his mom not home was such a good time. It was all of my closest friends together for a wild night, and I had so much fun and love them all alot. After working at the Inaho, a japanese restaurant for the whole school year on weekends, it was nice to have a little break from it with prom and graduation. Graduation was one of the proudest days of my life, and I'll never forget the look on my mom's face when she came up to me and my sister after the ceremony. I've never seen her so proud before, and even though she was balling she had this huge smile spread across her face and couldn't stop saying how long she waited for this day and it was finally here. Both of my parents being from Brazil never went to college or anything, so this was a pretty big deal. I cried a lot that day but I was so happy to be done with high school and celebrate a new chapter of my life and a fresh start.
The summer before freshman year at UMASS was wild, of course. A lot of day drinking on the beach, summer jams, working, and just enjoying life. I knew that going to college was going to be a big step, but I never felt more ready to prove to myself I could do it, and my mom too. Turning 18 in July was another great thing too, since I was finally legal HELL YEAH. It was a sick feeling, and I was so ready to be taken a little bit more seriously I guess. Even though I'm still not that independent, here at Umass I feel like I definitely am. Having to do all of my work on my own time and get things done is something I always did in high school, but living here made it so different- doing whatever I could whenever I wanted to. First semester went really good, and it fucking flew by just like this semester is too, I've loved most of my classes so far and love how I'm learning new things everyday. I have such a huge thirst for knowledge, and being here is wonderful and I'm one one those people that takes nothing for granted and cherish and thank god (or some person) for giving me the chance to go to college, something my parents never got to do. I have endless determination to do the best I can here at Umass for the next 3 years to come, and although I love to let loose and get pretty fucking drunk and wild on the weekends, it keeps me sane. That's all I really have to say for now, but that's most of my life in a nutshell.
My life story... or atleast the most I can remember
To be completely honest this is a pretty hard post for me since everything before the age of like 8 or so is kinda a huge blur now... but I'll do the best I can. I was born on a beautiful sunny summer day on July 9th 1993 with a twin sister Sabrina that popped out 2 minutes AFTER, HAH! I was first and that kinda explains how I act like the "big sister" and am more outgoing and a little crazier but somehow Sabrina always still manages to tell ME what to do... she's my second mom and I secretly love her for it. We lived in a little house on Main St. in Hyannis until my parents bought our first house when we were probably 4 or 5. I had the best times of my childhood there and I'll never forget them. The house was big and on the end of a cul de sac, and although it was a hideous bright blue, my parents were real happy with it. My mom told me that as soon as we moved in we didn't have any furniture for a few months, and Sab and I would constantly race around on the vast wooden floors in our little Barbie carts like devils.
I remember how many times we would stay in our blow-up pool in the backyard and refuse to get out until my mom would physically have to come outside and drag us back in the house. We had 2 amazing dogs named Malty (a maltese) and Angel (a golden retriever). They were both pretty young at the time and Angel would tower over us while Malty was a white little ball that never stopped scurrying around the house. Hahaha I remeber one time when Sab and I were about 6 or so we left the gate in our backyard open and thought it would be a good idea to bring Angel for a walk on her leash. BAD IDEA... of course she ran off, ripping the leash of herself and out of my hand and we were both so scared and looked at eachother like "FUCK AND MOM TOLD US NOT TO LEAVE THE GATE OPEN FUCK" even though I didn't even know any swear words then. We panicked and ran and told our mom inside, who had no idea what was going on as usual. She was pissed but at the same time just anxious to get her sneaky ass back in the yard. We looked around for her with our neighbors in their van and I just remember looking at her at the end of the street sitting so still, looking right at us.. as if she was about to run as soon as we moved even 1 step closer. Thankgod she didnt. I loved her so so much and I'll never forget the day my dad brought her to MSPCA without telling us and we never saw her again. I know she was pretty vicious at times and didn't really obey, but I still wish I had her.
We lived at that lovely house on 5 St. Francis Circle until about 11 years old when my dad had to sell the house and my mom, sister, and I moved into an apartment in Hyannis. My parents were never married but this was when they started getting in more fights than usual and basically couldn't stand eachother anymore, so my dad got his own apartment as well. I was really sad and a little depressed, but I was still trying to stay positive about it all as I said goodbye to the house I spent pretty much my whole childhood in forever. Life was good for a while, and we went to middle school at Barnstable Middle School for 2 years... where I met my best friend Sarah for the first time in 7th grade. She wore so much eyeliner and pretty much looked like an emo kid, and me in my matching jean jacket and pants with athletic sneakers wanted to know more about her. Hahaha. She was so funny and friendly when I actually started talking to her, and we've been so close ever since. In 8th grade I went through my "dramatic change" when I started acting so naive and actually started dressing differently and listening to edgier music. When I look back on it now I was really embarrassed of my excessive makeup and hot topic clothing choices, but when I really think about it, everyone has their embarassing stages and THANKGOD mine happened before fucking highschool, so fuck it.
In the summer going into freshman year we made another big change in our lives by moving to South Dennis, which was about a 25-30 min drive from Hyannis. And going to highschool at Dennis Yarmouth instead of Barnstable was a huge step too- since all of our friends from the years before were going to Branstable besides us. I was so nervous and really sad to not be going to the same highschool as my best friends, but then I really started to realize that everything in life happens for a reason. I loved the little apartment we moved into in Dennis Commons, and we've been there ever since. Its like a mini house almost, and even though its not as big as your typical house, its so cozy and I love calling it home. Being 14 and a freshman at a new school was a very interesting experience I'll never forget. In the summer we randomly met a few cool kids named Myk, that lived in the same apartment complex as us, as well as his friends Asia and Hayato, so atleast we werent going into the school knowing no one ya know. The first day was so weird, and it was really hard to adjust to it all and the unfamiliar faces but I started to love my school. January of freshman year was when Hayato and my friend Alex got us really drunk for the first time. I didnt even know what it was like to be "drunk" and on that random Wednesday night I felt it, and felt it HARD. Obviously drank way too many "screwdrivers" with shitty Tampico and 15 dollar reubinoff. YUMMY! Ive never been drunk to that extent to this day.. I was a fucking rag doll at 7 at night... what was I thinking? Who knows. Sabrina had to clean my throwup after I puked all over myself and on my bed and floor... After passing out she completely had to lie to my mom for me when she got home and say that "I felt sick after eating something bad at school". Thankgod my mom has always been pretty oblivious and didnt even think to question it. Skipped school the next day when I experienced a hangover for the first time and died a little. When I look back on that story now I think its pretty fucking hilarious.
I remember how many times we would stay in our blow-up pool in the backyard and refuse to get out until my mom would physically have to come outside and drag us back in the house. We had 2 amazing dogs named Malty (a maltese) and Angel (a golden retriever). They were both pretty young at the time and Angel would tower over us while Malty was a white little ball that never stopped scurrying around the house. Hahaha I remeber one time when Sab and I were about 6 or so we left the gate in our backyard open and thought it would be a good idea to bring Angel for a walk on her leash. BAD IDEA... of course she ran off, ripping the leash of herself and out of my hand and we were both so scared and looked at eachother like "FUCK AND MOM TOLD US NOT TO LEAVE THE GATE OPEN FUCK" even though I didn't even know any swear words then. We panicked and ran and told our mom inside, who had no idea what was going on as usual. She was pissed but at the same time just anxious to get her sneaky ass back in the yard. We looked around for her with our neighbors in their van and I just remember looking at her at the end of the street sitting so still, looking right at us.. as if she was about to run as soon as we moved even 1 step closer. Thankgod she didnt. I loved her so so much and I'll never forget the day my dad brought her to MSPCA without telling us and we never saw her again. I know she was pretty vicious at times and didn't really obey, but I still wish I had her.
We lived at that lovely house on 5 St. Francis Circle until about 11 years old when my dad had to sell the house and my mom, sister, and I moved into an apartment in Hyannis. My parents were never married but this was when they started getting in more fights than usual and basically couldn't stand eachother anymore, so my dad got his own apartment as well. I was really sad and a little depressed, but I was still trying to stay positive about it all as I said goodbye to the house I spent pretty much my whole childhood in forever. Life was good for a while, and we went to middle school at Barnstable Middle School for 2 years... where I met my best friend Sarah for the first time in 7th grade. She wore so much eyeliner and pretty much looked like an emo kid, and me in my matching jean jacket and pants with athletic sneakers wanted to know more about her. Hahaha. She was so funny and friendly when I actually started talking to her, and we've been so close ever since. In 8th grade I went through my "dramatic change" when I started acting so naive and actually started dressing differently and listening to edgier music. When I look back on it now I was really embarrassed of my excessive makeup and hot topic clothing choices, but when I really think about it, everyone has their embarassing stages and THANKGOD mine happened before fucking highschool, so fuck it.
In the summer going into freshman year we made another big change in our lives by moving to South Dennis, which was about a 25-30 min drive from Hyannis. And going to highschool at Dennis Yarmouth instead of Barnstable was a huge step too- since all of our friends from the years before were going to Branstable besides us. I was so nervous and really sad to not be going to the same highschool as my best friends, but then I really started to realize that everything in life happens for a reason. I loved the little apartment we moved into in Dennis Commons, and we've been there ever since. Its like a mini house almost, and even though its not as big as your typical house, its so cozy and I love calling it home. Being 14 and a freshman at a new school was a very interesting experience I'll never forget. In the summer we randomly met a few cool kids named Myk, that lived in the same apartment complex as us, as well as his friends Asia and Hayato, so atleast we werent going into the school knowing no one ya know. The first day was so weird, and it was really hard to adjust to it all and the unfamiliar faces but I started to love my school. January of freshman year was when Hayato and my friend Alex got us really drunk for the first time. I didnt even know what it was like to be "drunk" and on that random Wednesday night I felt it, and felt it HARD. Obviously drank way too many "screwdrivers" with shitty Tampico and 15 dollar reubinoff. YUMMY! Ive never been drunk to that extent to this day.. I was a fucking rag doll at 7 at night... what was I thinking? Who knows. Sabrina had to clean my throwup after I puked all over myself and on my bed and floor... After passing out she completely had to lie to my mom for me when she got home and say that "I felt sick after eating something bad at school". Thankgod my mom has always been pretty oblivious and didnt even think to question it. Skipped school the next day when I experienced a hangover for the first time and died a little. When I look back on that story now I think its pretty fucking hilarious.
A day in my life
A DAY IN MY LIFE
Wake up at 9 am… still too early for me. Stumble out of bed and all the way
to the bathroom. Get dressed, and make
myself look somewhat approachable for the day. I scarf down a Nature Valley bar
as I speed walk to class, groaning under my breath at the annoying windiness
that just never seems to stop here at good ‘ol UMass. Head to lunch with my
friends after class, then more class. STRUGGLE to stay awake in math, and then
shuffle off to the library to attempt to get work done. Stay on Facebook for a
good percentage of the time, jam to music in the library by myself, but somehow
still manage to get something done before I head back to my dorm and shower.
Then dinner time with friends, a chill sesh with them, and back to my comfy bed
to catch some ZZZZ’s and be back at it again in the AM.
This is what my flyer looked like that I posted randomly around campus, I only made a few copies, and I think my flyer was pretty stupid compared to other people's but to be honest that picture is exactly what I look like in the morning so at least I got that right?
Monday, April 16, 2012
When Boo says goodbye to Kitty in Monster's Inc.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Thursday, April 12, 2012
A scar I'll always have
This is a scar on my left knee cap that I got when I was probably 9 or 10 years old. I remember it pretty clearly, since the same incident happened to me about a week or so before. I'm always been so fucking clumsy, and as a kid it was definitely even worse. I used to think I was a big shot when I would ride my bike around my neighborhood, and one day I was riding it right in front of my house and was testing out my "stand and pedal" skills and failed pretty badly. My foot slipped off the pedal and I fell hard on the pavement with my bike on top of me. I scraped a huge chunk of skin of my knee and it wouldn't stop bleeding. After crying for a while and finally putting a bandaid on it I let it heal for the next couple weeks until I was running off the bus after school one day and tripped on the pavement (what a surprise), completely ripping off the scab that was just finishing healing. SO YEP this one's gonna be around forever.
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