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I'm extremely busy! I've gotten an inkling for cooking, and I like it! Just made pizza with TONS of veggies, goat cheese, and tomato and basil sauce. DELISH!!! I didn't know cooking could be so much fun!

Anyway, I'll be doing some party stuffs for my mom since it's her birthday this weekend. Have to come up with lots of movies, slide shows, etc to make it worth while. I bought a whole bunch of decorations for this weekend. I am so excited!! I'll also be baking for the first time (geez, wish me luck!)

With school, party planning, gym-time, cooking, work, church, and me time, I'll be going on a short hiatus. I'll be back soon! I'll try to comment when I get back. LOVE YOU ALL MUCH!!

P.S. Taylor, thanks for the tag!! I'll do the meme once I get a bit more time. *huggles*!

Sadism refers to gratification in the infliction of pain or humiliation upon another person, while masochism refers to gratification from receiving the same. /wikipedia.

So, yeah. I've decided to be a masochist and sign up for another spinning class. My legs feel like jelly and lead simultaneously, but for what ever reason, I've decided to do it again on Saturday, at 930am.

Yup. I'll be uploading pics soon just to show how wonderfully tomato red my face gets when I exercise. Photobucket just hates me right now. 

Will be hiking soon. Anyone have any advice on what to take while hiking (in regard to food-aside from the basics)? 

Thankies in advance!! 

ETA:!! HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO NADIA, LIZ, JESS, AND EVERYONE ELSE I'VE MISSED!!! (SORRY!) *huggles*

ETA#2: There's a spot open at my gym in the Fitness Academy!! Will be applying as soon as I finish my resume that has suddenly been eaten up by technology gremlins. Wish me luck!!

I was going through the newspaper and I saw this article about iPod tunes. I decided to look at my list, and man ALIVE!! I have sooooooooooooo many cheesy artists in my list!! LOL! I happen to have:


*ahem*

Miley Cyrus (shut up)--Party in the USA
Hootie and the Blowfish (shut up, I say!)--Hold My Hand
Will.I.Am--I like to Move It (Madagascar for ya, BABY!!)
Dead or Alive--You Spin Me Right Round
MMMBop--Hanson (rotfl!)
TubThumping--Chumbawamba (sp?)

Those are just of my slices of cheese! These songs, though, just make me move and I WANT to keep exercising!

So, what are y'all's favorite slices of cheese in YOUR iPod? I bet y'all have a ton and don't even know it! LOL!!

spawns of SATAN!

That is all.

GUYS, IF YOU REALLY WANT TO GIVE YOUR GIRLFRIEND A PRESENT AND FOR WHATEVER REASON YOU HAPPEN TO BREAK UP, DON'T BE SUCH A COMPLETE SLIME BALL JACKASS A@$HOLE AND ASK FOR IT BACK!!!! IT MAKES YOU LOOK LIKE A JERK, WHICH IN TURN, MAKES YOU A JERK AND WILL LEAVE A REALLY SOUR TASTE IN YOUR EX'S MOUTH!!!!!!!!!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ANDY!!!! HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BTW, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ALL THE ONES I'VE MISSED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SORRY AND LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So, I have tons of stuff to update about. Don't have much time to do it now. I'll update soon.

Happy belated bday to Caitlin and happy birthday to Lucy!! *hugs*

Not trying to have a pity party or be melodramatic, but I need to leave for a bit. Those of you who have my number, text me whenever you want to. I need some time to clear some things off. Y'all have no idea. When I come back, I'll have a picspam and updates and all that good stuff. Take care of yourselves. Love you much. :) 

First of all, Happy belated birthdays to apixie_queen  and mad_tenshi . Sorry it was soo late. :)

God bless America today. Seven years ago, we lost almost 3,000 people. May we never forget them and remember that united we stand strong.

God bless you all. I love you. *huggles everyone*

Today is a day to reflect on those we've lost, not only in the wars, but also in our lives.

But, I do not think it has to be so somber. I think Memorial Day could be about the people we've met, loved, liked, disliked, lost, etc. It's a day in which rememberance is key.

*WARNING: SAPPYNESS AHEAD*

I look back in my life and I see a lot of things I wish I could change. I remember one particular Field Day in my elementary school in Puerto Rico where I was in the potato sack race. I was ahead, chunky girl and all, and because I wanted to either not be the center of attention, or I wanted to be like everyone else who was falling on the ground, I went ahead and did the same. Needless to say, I lost the race and ended up getting the "Participation" ribbon, where I could have gotten the "First Place" one. I don't know why I did that, but it's one of those things that I will never forget. 

I also remember my friends from Puerto Rico.  I wish I knew how they were now; if they are even alive. Violence runs wild in PR and I really have no idea how and if they live. 

I remember in Kindergarten, there was a boy, Omar,  who was in love with me. He was constantly looking for me, wanting me to sit next to him, wanting to do things for me. I remember one of the times when I went back to PR after living in Florida for a few months, I went back to school, and my mom was walking me to my homeroom so that my teacher would know I was back. My friends were in English class, and one of the girls who I hated and actually fought, saw me and said excitedly, "Marivelisse!" When, my mom and I walked into my English class and all of my Kindergarten friends saw me (this was in fourth grade) they were geniunely happy to see me. But, Omar did something I will never forget: he stood up next to his desk, his eyes wide with pleasure at seeing me, and began clapping like a maniac. Everyone else followed suit. I hid behind my mom because I was blushing like there was no tomorrow, and I wanted to KILL Omar for embarrassing me like that, only to find that my mom was weeping because she later said that she never knew how much those kids really liked me, and how much Omar really had missed me. She was extremely moved, whereas I wanted the earth to open up and swallow me whole. *lol* With no offense to my current boyfriend, I wonder what would have happened with Omar and myself had I not come to the US and we had actually had time to grow up together. Looking back now, that was probably one of the sweetest things anyone has ever done for me. I regreat not keeping in touch with him. :(

I also remember my very first true crush when I got here to the US and it had been decided that we would live here. His name was Christian. He broke my heart in more ways than I could possibly recall now. But, it was one of those unforgettable crushes that life lets you go through in order for you to grow up, both emotionally and spiritually. As I remember him, I wonder if we would have ever really worked out. I barely knew him then, I know him less now, but what I did know wasn't something that really meshed with who I was then or who I am now. *shrug*

To make what could very well be one of my longest posts in lj history a little shorter, I remember and cherish everything I have been through. The people I've met, the experiences I've had to conquer, the lessons I've learned in life, the things I've done, the things I've yet to do, have made me who I am now. Of course, I wish some of the things I've gone through in my life have never happened, but what's done is done. My Memorial Day to me, consists of who has touched me in life good ways and bad. Of course, I remember those who have lost their lives fighting for something they held dear and respected. How can I forget when I'm barged with death tolls from the war everyday on TV, and I see veterans come up to me with pride in their voices telling me about their experiences? I just wanted to include my soul in today, not only because of what today was "supposed" to represent, but because remembering is living, and living is making those actions we do, memorable. 

Happy Memorial Day, everybody. :)

So, I went to Miami this weekend and am nursing very burnt shoulders. I likes aloe vera for them. :D 

To Josh and Jen...AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!! I must say, though. I knew it. :D

Don't have much to say. I'll continue to keep commenting on everyone's journals as much as I can. I promise!!!

There are BIG news coming in August. :D *not as interesting as other stuff, but, eh*

I'm still going crazy with nursing. It's my job, after all. 

Love you all!

I'll update much better next time.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GIULS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *huggles**huggles* 

AND HAPPY CINCO DE MAYOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *dances on sombrero*

I just want to thank everyone who wished me a happy birthday! And thank you soooo much for the presents! They were amazing! *huggles* You guys have turned out to be some very wonderful people in my life. I wouldn't trade getting to know you for anything in the world. :)

*huggles all tightly* 

 *sigh*

My heart is broken. I have barely any strength to write this. At 4:33am, my beloved grandfather passed away. I feel like my heart is being squeezed of life. I saw him for the last time alive yesterday. He was full of fluid. He sounded as though he was gargling because he had so many secretions in him. He was gasping for air. 

The nurse told us that he was still fighting because he could hear all of us in his room talking, laughing, talking to him, and she said that he hadn't let go because of that. Today, he let go. 

Around 4am, my aunt who is sleeping with my grandma on my grandpa's side of the bed, says that someone with dark hair and a face that looked like Papi's open the door to check on them. She thought it was my other aunt who also has very dark hair. She told the person to go because my grandmother was okay. A few minutes later, the door opens again and my aunt, once again, told the person to just go! 

At 4:33am, we got a call from the hospice center; he'd died. 

I will NEVER be able to express my sorrow in words. I feel as though my heart is breaking, and there's a huge weight that is not able to get off. I lost him. He's gone. No more Papi. No more silly pics with us. No more father figure in my life. No more Eliseo. 

He lived 80 full years. It's lovely. I miss him with all my heart. :'(

I went to clinical today, but as soon as I told my friends and my professor, I lost it. I could barely do anything. She gave me a huge hug and whispered in my ear to go home because I needed to spend time with my family. I didn't want to go because I wanted to do my clinical hours. Otherwise, I would have to make it up. But, my prof wouldn't let me stay. So, I left. I really wanted to see him before they took him to be cremated, but I didn't make it in time. :( *sigh* They took the only piece of my heart in a van to a facility where he will wait to be burned. 

The one thing I can say is that I know he went to heaven. Some of you who are my friends may not believe in heaven, and I'm not using this to make me feel better about my loss; instead, it gives me comfort because I know that my Papi was welcomed to heaven with open arms and a lovely banquet up there. :) You may not believe, but I do. And it's a good feeling.

My family and I go back and forth between laughing and crying. I found a pic of Papi in my cell phone and I put it as my background. It was of him wearing a Statue of Liberty green foam crown, and smiling with complete joy in his eyes and face. I've kissed that picture so many times today I've lost count. I keep opening up my cell and caressing that pic because I miss him like you wouldn't believe. I never thought this would happen to me. :( Never. Now, all I have to comfort myself is my family, the smell of him on his side of the bed, and pics of better times. 

*sobs*  

I, like every other Harry Potter fan is, am freaking out at this point! Tomorrow night, I get to go to Borders!!!!! (which is, in my opinion, THE finest bookstore ever to grace this earth!!!!) The midnight release party is tomorrow/Saturday, and I'll be there from beginning to end! I cannot make myself study, relax, or even think about my recent problems. 

Unfortunately, the trouble with this is that I have a careplan due, two exams, and a psych clinical. Frankly, I couldn't care less. In my warped mind, the only thing I am worrying about is that I haven't had time to finish my rereads. This sucks. So, tomorrow, I'll probably be waking up at an okay hour and reading OotP and HBP. I can't do much else. As much as I would have liked to have been done, it ain't happening. 

OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DH IS COMING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

To everyone who sees this and is/are part of the group of people meeting up in London, HAVE A GREAT TIME!!!!!!! 

Happy READING EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

My first time here. This will probably be the only public message for everyone. I'm just trying it out.