I've found you, I've found you, I've found. Oh I thought I had lost you forever. Actually, I did. For some reason I had this idea that when a baby blog wasn't taken care of, it sort of died... but it's good to know you're still here, very malnourished and, let's face it, sadly looking, but alive nonetheless.

You may be wandering about my 15 month absence and I can totally explain... and I will, some other time but right now what's important it's that I fully intend to give you more of my time. What made me ran into you again, I'm not sure, but very happy I did. I would love to write faster seeing that it's almost one in the morning but It's kind of hard to concentrate when the cheesiest Disney Channel movie is on. That, and one of my arms is being held hostage by a 10 pound ball of fur...

Ok, so now that I have my arm back... I was saying that I'm planning on writing more often. I may regret some of the foolish things I publish then and there, but I'm sure I'll regret having no record of my life besides pictures. Don't get me wrong, I love pictures, I LOVE photography (which will surely be a topic in many of my coming posts), but pictures can only go so far when it comes to details. Besides really important happenings on these last fifteen months, I can barely remember when or where I took most of the photos that are stuffing up (and slowing down...) my computer. So I'm hoping this blog will help me remember more of the things I know I'll want to remember in the future.

Now, what I've been up to. Not much really. I'm on winter break right now and I've been very much on a break. Not that this last semester was as stressful as the last one, but it was still sort of crazy the last few weeks of class. Oh right... I forgot to mention I'm in college now. Nowhere near where I dreamed of studying but at least I like my major well enough. I'm an LCMD which stands for bachelor in communications and digital media. It's not design but it's actually a career I'm finding myself enjoying more and more. Ammm, yeah sidetracked for a moment. Sorry. It happens to me all the time. I have the atention spam of a kitten (likes shiny things, needs to inspect where every sudden sound or movement comes from, and sleeps 12 hours a day). See, I'm doing it again.

Interesting events. Right. Aaaam, Christmas it's just a few days away. I'm usually so excited about the holidays that I set the Christmas tree as soon as I can. Last year's tree was beautiful. Very... classic. Red and golden all over. This year however, it took me quite a while to finish decorating it. It spend five days just there, no stars, no bows, no ornaments, just the lights that came with it. But on Monday inspiration came to me. I wanted to do something different from what we usually do, so fifteen minutes before the crafting store closed, I grabed my keys and drove as fast as I thought it was reasonable to buy what I needed for my idea. The store was closed. That didn't stop me. I remembered another place where I could find what I needed, so I went there and got a bunch of pretty things in pink, teal and lime green. This was the end result.

Soooo pretty :) I mean Christmas, pink, glitter. What more can you ask for? That's right, puppies! Yes, this is what I found when I was just about to turn it off and go to bed.

I couldn't resist and took like 200 shots of Princess just being her cute-self.

Let's see, what else. Oh, I'm getting Lasik surgery to correct my vision on Friday. Scary stuff. Well not really, but I'm such a little girl when it comes to needles and that sort of stuff. I don't want to go through with the surgery, I wished I could just magically get its benefits. I'm so tired of glasses, but most of all I'm tired of contacts. They work for a week, then allergy season comes along and
ugh, it's not pretty. The only thing I'm going to miss is taking my glasses off and staring at lights. Seriously. I could stare at the Christmas tree without my glasses the whole night. It's a most gorgeous sight.

Hmm, there are still many things I would like to write about but I also want to catch up on my reading. Atlas Shrugged is getting crazy good. Ok, now that I thought of it, I just have to go and see what happens next.

I guess that's it for today. Tomorrow I have some plans. Maybe staying at a friend's house, so perhaps I won't post anything 'til Thursday. We'll see.

Wow... I can write some randomn stuff. Oh who cares, I really missed this. Loves it.

I don't want to grow up

Oh well, I guess late late night posting is going to become somewhat of a habit.

It is officially 4 days and around 23 hours before my 18th birthday... and I do not know if I think that's a good or a bad thing. I remember the last time I was actually happy to turn another year older was two years ago, but that was just because I though everything good happened when you were sixteen. I now look back and realize, I actually didn't enjoy being sixteenth as I should have. I hoped for many things to happen but, really, not that many actually did. I think the highlight of my being six-and-ten years (as Jane Austen would say) was my short, but amazing, trip to Europe. Ten days strolling around Rome, Venice, Florence and Paris almost unsupervised with my best friends was truly a life-changing experience... Oh, wait, I'm drifting.

Back to the point.

Getting older. Sigh.

Here in Mexico, once you're 18, you are considered an adult . You can get into clubs (and drink all you want), you can get married without your parents consent, you can vote, you can gamble, oh well you get the idea. Basically everything Americans can legally do once they're 21. The problem is I have no interest in any of those things. I mean, sure I have snicked into a club just to see what all the fuzz was about, but I can safely say those kind of places are not for me. I hate the fact that you can't choose the music they play, I hate the crowding, I hate the taste of alcohol and the fact that all my friends seem to enjoy nothing else but to go out clubbing now (I'm hoping it's just a phase, since most of them just turned 18 in the last few months).

I'm afraid that once I actually turn 18 some kind of switch inside my head will go off (or on) and I'll forget how I felt about these kinds of things when I was still underage.

I firmly believe that, when your turn of age, you loose so much more that what you gain. You stop being a teenager to become a young adult. You stop living in the present worrying so much about the future. You leave high school and go to college. From all of these, I prefer the former.

I recall once being thirteen and being literally angry at myself for being so young. I felt I had no right to do anything and nobody took me seriously. I guess it was like that because thirteen is also somewhat an age of transition. From kid to teenager. Oh how I miss when shopping for me meant getting a new Barbie or roller skates. Now, I'll miss reading Teen Vogue or Seventeen.

Then I remember, I promised myself to look at the brighter side of everything, and so I will do. I'll now think about something happier. How about a list recent events :)

Mmmm... Let's see. I finally finished reading Pride and Prejudice and loved it. After reading it, I watched the 2005 movie version for the tenth time and the complete BBC version for the first time. I also watched some of the movie versions of the rest of her books. Oh and while on my search for these movies, I came across the most amazing movie-slash-short series called Lost in Austen. I felt so identified with Amanda when she says: "I'm not hung up about Darcy. I do not sit at home with the pause button on Colin Firth in clingy pants, okay? I love the love story. I love Elizabeth. I love the manners and language and the courtesy. It's become part of who I am and what I want. I'm saying that I have standards." I truly recommend it to all the Austen fans out there.

What else? Oh right, continuing with my Austen phase, I made this adorable bracelet with some of my favorite quotes from P&P.

And while being left home alone and after having my girlfriends bail on me, I did what I usually do when there's time and cake mix around. I baked a cake! Here's the result.

Now, don't get the idea that I'm this efficient everyday. I've actually been shamefully lazy this last week waking up at noon almost every day. It's all because I've been going to bed at almost five in the morning. I had never gone to bed that late for no reason before, but recently I've become very much of a night creature. And talking about late, it's getting very late again. So I better leave it here, go to bed, and today actually try to finish reading more than a chapter.

It's a Blog!

Since the beginning of the summer, I wrote down a very, let's call it, "different" to-do list; different beacause the chores listed in it are not things I HAVE to do, but things I WANT to do. It goes without saying that creating a blog was one of them.

So, being almost 3 in the morning (or so my clock says...), I decided I had postponed the list long enough. As I lay here in my bed (PJ's and pearls on), with a new-born blog to take care of, I find myself feeling a mixture of excitement, overwhelmingness (yes, that is a word, I googled it), and eagerness about what this baby will bring.

I not sure what I should do first, or what should I do at all for that matter. Should I start modifying its design? Should I begin stuffing it with all kinds of content? Or should I just be happy I took the first step towards the completion of my list and call it a day for my own sake? I guess we'll all find out in the next hour or so, or not.

So anyways, just in case you're intrigued about my want-to-do list, here's the rest of it (copy-paste from Word, I swear):

Things I want to do

Create a blog
Learn to sew and do all the fixings too
Learn to play piano
Read all of Jane Austen’s work
Shakespeare’s too
Oh, and Wuthering Heights as well
Keep composing
Fix my skin
Do ecotourism and extreme sports
Redecorate my room and bathroom
Lear at least three more languages (French, Italian and ????)
Start a sketchbook and a diary

Volunteer

I know, I know; it's a pretty randomly composed list... I've lost all my stupidly optimistic hope of getting started with each and every point by the end of the summer. Let's see if I can make it happen by the end of the year. Pff!