UPSET

My Cinderella story has home to an abrupt end.

No hard.. feelings?

FOURSOME !

Dear Mr. Chatelain:

Congratulations! On behalf of the Board of Admissions, I am delighted to welcome you to Boston University. Your impressive credentials have earned you a place in the Class of 2013 at the College of Arts and Sciences. From a highly talented and competitive applicant pool, you stood out as someone who we feel will make a significant contribution to the Boston University community.



I'M SO ECSTATIC.
Words really can't describe how happy I am right now.

More College News!!

AAH.
Another love letter from:



Can't wait to hear everything from everywhere !!
Currently 3 for 3! Super amazing streak.
Can't wait until APRIL FOOLS DAY. Hopefully I wont be a fool!

College News!

I figure I'd update now just for my own viewing pleasure seeing that I made one more college before I get all the potential good (or bad *knock on wood*) news all at once.

I got accepted to:


In unrelated news: [I had something to say here, but I forgot.] how disappointing!

ACL Surgery - 1 Month later

This is getting pretty frustrating, because my leg feels strong enough to do certain things, but it's really not. LOL. Honestly it's so inconvenient. But let me say, it's waay better now-a-days. I started physical therapy this week and also I finally took the surgical bandages and everything off [that very scary-looking picture is from shortly after that.] I wasn't able to complete my personal goal - to be able to walk before my birthday - and that was a little disappointing. But on the bright side, my knee's strength today compared to when I went to therapy on Wednesday is even stronger after two days. At this rate I'll be walking crutch-less by the end of next week [but obviously don't hold me to that]. I have to work on getting this swelling down!!

PS. ITS MY 18th BIRTHDAY TOMORROW!! - can't wait. SUPER exited. No plans but therapy in the morning + healing, though. I need myself a new phone. Hopefully I get one next week!

Chocolate and Peanut Butter

Let me put it this way. I loove chocolate a whoole lot. I also love peanut butter a whole lot. But these two things put together to me is just NASTY. I think Reese's taste really bad, and peanut butter and chocolate should not ever be put together. Honestly. They're perfectly fine separately.

As a matter of fact, I set up this little vote/tally thingy to the right hand side of the screen on my blog and I'd like to know what my readers think when it comes to this very unimportant issue.

Martha The Ant

myself: how's about that story now?? :-D
erica: :-) Okay. Well. I'm going to tell you a story about an ant. :)
myself: what's the ant’s name!
erica: Ummm... Martha!
myself: Martha the ant.
erica: Yes.
myself: okay. gotcha
erica: Okay.
myself: I’ll be silent now
erica: Lol. So Martha is 6 years old. And she wants to learn how to skate. But... She didn't have any skates. :(
myself: mhmm *gasp*
erica: I know!! So yeah. Everyday, on her way home school she would a sporting goods store. And in the window there were these awesome skates on display... And they were her favorite color... Orange!!!!!! :-D
myself: oh boy :-p
erica: Lol
myself: [you still leave random words out, it's soo cute]
erica: Oops "on her home *from* school." Lol
myself: [still]
erica: "She would *pass* a sporting goods store" Lol :-D All better now??
myself: somewhat... lol, continue!
erica: Darn... Anywho! Passing by the store everyday made her want to skate even more. But the only way she could learn was if she had those skates. She had to have them!
myself: omfggg I want them too!
erica: Everyone else had boring black or white skates. But NO ONE had orange skates. So she imagined how great it would to have them. She knew she'd be the envy of the whole kindergarten.
erica: Be***** Grrrr >=[ I'm ruining my story!!! >:o
myself: shhh I didn't even notice it.
erica: Okay. *woosaaah* I'm better.
myself: yaaay
erica: She said to her mom "mommy, I want skates." But all her mom said was "you don't need any skates sweetie. You have a bike already." So now Martha is thinking *what kind of stupid idiot are you woman?! A bike is nothing like skates!* But since she's only 6 she can't say that to her mom. :-X
myself: lol... this Martha reminds me of a certain person I know.
erica: Lol. So she said to her mom "I know I have a bike. But I REALLY want to skate. It would be so super awesome if I had some skates!" But she said "no I'm sorry. No skates. Besides skating is dangerous."
myself: so, she would need 3 pairs seeing that she's an ant and whatnot
erica: no... 2 pairs. These ants walk upright.
myself: oohh she walks upright! yeaah... fresh
erica: So they only walk on 4 legs. :-) Yaaay. I love that you're smart.
myself: *smiles*
erica: Lol. So her mom told her she couldn't have skates because they're dangerous. But Martha couldn't figure out how her mother could think that skate are more dangerous than a bike.
myself: yeahhh bikes are serious!
erica: Right!
myself: I’m with her...
erica: So she just figured her mom was clearly off her rockers with that idea. :-) the next day on her way home from school, she begged her mother to just take her into the store and let her try on the skates
myself: mhmm... trying on the skates...
erica: after about ten minutes of begging and pleading...her mom finally took her into the store. when Martha slipped her feet into those skates she felt on top of the world. she tried to skate around the store a little to get the feel. but since she didn’t know how every time she took a step she would fall. so every time she fell and her mother saw the more her mother refused to buy the skates
myself: she's still skating in the store?
erica: no *time change*
myself: so her mom got her the skates?
erica: later that day when they had gotten home Martha attempted to ask her mother again if she would at least consider buying her the skates but still her mother said no
myself: oohh that answers me
erica: lol but still every time she asked her mother said "but u have a bike already Martha. I’m not buying u skates."
myself: hmm she should throw out the bike
erica: Martha was quite irritated by this... so she came up with a plan...
myself: *nods*
erica: she decided she would hustle... lol. her bike for some skates lol
myself: yeaaahh fresh *nods more*
erica: so when she went to school the next day she asked everyone who had skates if they would like to trade their skates for a bike.
myself: blaah noo. she needs the orange ones! sell the bike to a Japanese man!
erica: Japanese man? lol her teacher is a Japanese man... lol (I just decided that)
myself: I kneww it!
erica: well a Japanese ant* so yeah... she had no luck with the other ants in school. no one wanted to trade with her. so she tried the next plan. ask daddy.
erica: (are u sleeping?)
myself: (noo)
erica: (okay)
myself: daddy ant?
erica: yes. so she called her daddy. and cried and cried and cried.
myself: her daddy’s name is papi right?
erica: yes she a Hispanic ant.
myself: she a. lmaao.
erica: she's******* grrrrrr
myself: ... :-x continue the story my dear
erica: umm yes... *continuing* she explained to him how badly she wanted to have some skates cuz she really wanted to learn. and she also told him how her mother was being a big meanie and telling her that she didn’t need skates cuz she had a bike. so, like most daddies’ do, he gave in to his baby ant.
myself: papi comes through!!
erica: he promised her that by that weekend (the day is Thursday) he would get her skates. u can imagine just how excited she was. she definitely could not wait for the weekend to come. on Saturday morning she woke up extra early.
myself: lol for Saturday school?
erica: she’s 6. lol no! silly
myself: haaha.
erica: she was soooooooooo anxious for her daddy to get to her house.
myself: I loove this story oh my eff gee
erica: really? I’m glad u like it.
myself: yesssssss continue ! aah
erica: yes... so, she sat by the window just waiting to see her dad. when she finally saw him her face lit up with joy when she noticed a box that he was holding under his left arm.
myself: tampons!!!!!!!
erica: she’s freaking 6!! gosh no!
myself: that's like 34 in human years
erica: when he entered the house she quickly [and without hesitation] she pounced into his arms continuously thanked him. he handed her the box which was wrapped in the prettiest orange paper and a yellow bow.
myself: of tampons!!!!!!!!
erica: no! no tampons
myself: definitely tampons. sheesh okay miss chimpy, just bite my head off next time!
erica: she tore off the paper with much excitement. she flung off the lid.... and began to cry... these were definitely not tears of joy.
myself: *whispers* tampons!
erica: nope worse... plain... black... skates.. (-_-)
myself: oh my gosh.
erica: I know...
myself: she hates her life!!
erica: her father couldn’t understand why she was so displeased with her skates. screamed and shouted "I don’t want THESE skates!!"
myself: she's mean though, she never told him orange skates.. poor papi slash Martha
erica: [0_o] --> her daddy was confused but still he tried his best to console her. and when she finally told him which skates she wanted they rushed to the store to exchange. =] so she finally got her skates. so her dad said "let’s go to the park, okay?" and Martha replied "okay... I think I’ll ride my bike" :-D

****THE END****

- omgggggggggggggggg I loooooove it.

ACL Surgery - week 3

Sorry for the superwack picture, my T-Mobile dilemma has me using a waackk Sidekick 3. Anywaay, I now walk around the house with relative ease but only with the brace on and I still have a considerable limp that I'm trying to work on. I started going back to school this week, and the way things worked out, I ended up only going to two days of school. Next week looks like the same from over here. I'm trying to learn to walk without the brace [and fit into actual clothes not sweats!] by my birthday (3/21). That's my personal goal. Commuting to school was such an adventure! If you could imagine taking public transportation with crutches and a dead leg. -__- but I'm super glad that the crutches are over there and I'm over here. That means I'm one day closer to not using those horrible, yet Heaven sent, contraptions.

Moving forward, I'm definitely going to look into who invented crutches. And hopefully I'm able to get a new phone around my birthday. [And a car?!] Lastly, I'm working on fixing things with someone I've been thinking about a lot lately. Hope it works.

I'm a cannonball - better hope I don't fall right out of the sky through the roof of your garage.

To whom it may concern:

It was just too much to verbalize
so I drew in the sky
till my pen ran out of clouds
giving disintegrating faces
to memories I shouldn't have
my past in rebuilt in scars
serve as skin's reminder
that Daddy's fairytales couldn't carry me to ecstasy

CC:
Those Knives
who minced already bruised
childhood ignorance
so there was nothing left to cut birthday cakes

In a pathetic attempt to confront honesty
honestly I guess what I'm trying to say is

I'm sorry
I know how it feels
to be lulled to sleep by persistent screaming
so loud you've never heard your own thoughts

Starving for affection
fed with tainted love

Throwing caution to the wind only for it to mock your frailty
I know
I've spent days counting minutes
haunted by the drip drop of white roses bleeding from their own thorns

so don't tell me I don't know your hurt
cause you were a dream differed and I felt you implode
eyes close
skin cold
breath shallow slow—
system shut down

Sorry I know how it feels to have your body betray you—
the only friend that could bare to stay
and your blue blood
and those white fears
and the blackest tears your eyes ever bore
to water withering high hopes
that just wont grow rubber trees

I'm sorry I couldn't say enough for all the times you were silenced

I guess I hoped,
maybe your silence could somehow spare my lungs
and blow away this city smog
but the wind can't
be the cure for never speaking up

So I'm sorry
I love you can't fill the craters
slammed doors made
glass shatter
blood raced

daddy made me cry
laughing
away the pain
so I hide in humor
jokes build bricks to seal you out
sorry
for shedding my skin
and starting over defenseless

Goodbye me,
I ride alone now

-from Ashley

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sent from my sidekick.

the human broccoli

my story starts on a farm in southwest texas.. a farmer was going about his duty on the crops and saw one oddlooking plant one day.. a human broccoli. so he called the stork and the stork came and promised to find the baby girl a home with parents to love her and make her into a normal human. so the stork searched around the world for a deserving family and found the parents of the love of my life. they vowed to always love my darling shrub and keep her happy and blaaahblaahblah. as the years went by that brilliant plant grew to look more and more like her parents but mostly her mother, until one day she outshined everyone... literally - her smile shone upon the lives of many. until one day she brightened up my life.. i must say i had never known i could never love a vegetable so much.. but to her credit she really does my body good. and plus, i like the way she handle my thang. now one day, i promised her i'd be hers forever. and she blinded me with that brilliant beaming smile. and i was like double you tee eff. say it don't beam it! and she kissed me.

and changed my life forever. thuh end.

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sent from my sidekick.

I hate T-Mobile.

I currently find myself phone-less and $98 poorer all because T-Mobile makes stupid decisions without telling me. I loove how they let me pay my bill [hence the lost $98] before they tell me some nonsense that my phone had an 'illegal activation' and that I would have to go 'get a refund and call Risk Assessment.' I don't know what this means. All I know is that A) I have no phone. B) It's SO hard to get a refund, ever. Let alone two months after I got my phone. And C) Someone at T-Mobile screwed up because I'm being charged twice on my card for the bill that they stole from me and this means my current balance has a negative sign before it. Am I being screwed over or WHAT?!

The sad thing is, I AM SO looking forward to the new Sidekick Blade that's coming out probably this summer, but I'm SO fed up with T-Mobile that I doubt I'll submit myself to this again.

ACL Surgery - week two

Here are some pictures that I took in the past two weeks of my knee. Looks waaay less FAT now.. lol. Can you believe they shaved 1/3 of my leg? When I found out I was SHOCKED!

As for the update: my knee is getting less swollen and I feel it getting stronger because I'm not supposed to bend it, hence the brace, but when I crutch myself around I feel my leg slightly trying to bend itself. I still hope I won't have to go to school next week, but only because I don't want to commute to Manhattan in crutches, and much less have to go downtown to do Christian Service. I think I could probably get the doctor to let me take another week off for recovery just so I can strengthen my leg in terms of bending and walking. It's not like I'm missing much in school anyway. Sheesh. But I digress.

My time at home has consisted of pain, Law & Order, Comedy Central, SportsCenter, and College Basketball. So I think I accomplished quite a bit!

Stay classy.

Bored/Politics.

I think I want to be a politician. There's so much in New York City that people see and so much people don't see. I think that it's a problem when you can take a ten minute train ride - three, four stops at most - and go from some of the poorest and richest neighborhoods in the city. (/nation?) Politics is screwing so many people who don't even have a say.

What sparked this in me was watching the Bronx 12 news and seeing that 58% of people polled believed that the roads they travel were adequately plowed and snow-free. They showed a Metro North stop on Gun Hill Road, one of the main arteries in the North Bronx, and all you could see was a poorly 'shoveled' [trodden by pedestrians] sidewalk. But in the city, (I go to school on E 86th) it's never the case for me to find snow on the ground in the morning.

That's my opinion. And I think I can [try] to help, at least in my hometown. But I'm still very undecided.