Mary, A Trory Fan

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2006-02-06T07:52:00.000-08:00

Um... Hi?

2006-01-28T19:19:00.000-08:00

I am trying to keep posting here. And at the boards. Apparently, it seemed as if I was off the planet. But I'm not. I'm well... overworking and overstudying and I wouldn't have it any other way.

I just figured out something that has been building inside of me for a while: I'M OLD!! I mean not old, old... just older.

As some of you guys may know, I work with kids which is really cool even when I'm trying to strangle them with my cordless phone. I love them to pieces. But most of the kids I work with are around 13. You see, when kids are 13 they start thinking of boys (or girls, whichever the case may be), and they fall in love and out of love every week. It's cute, really. I've been through several break-ups, and rejections, and new relationships so many times.... I mean, I think I've had a total of 9 or 11 altogether, just this month. And it reminded me, how cute it used to be.

I miss that. Kids here, at that age think that they are so mature. I'm now supposed to curse in front of them because "they can take it, their older now". I have little girls, saying 'I love you' to little boys after they have been dating for a week. Do any of you remember how that felt? Because I don't. I don't remember a time when it felt that good to be so carefree. That feeling of owning the world the moment the kid you like comes over to you, at recess, and gives you a chocolate kiss that he propably stole from his mother's bag of candy when she wasn't looking. And the feeling of being a queen when he gave it to you in front of your friends. And your friends "oohh"ed and "aaww"ed for so long.

I hardly remember what my first boyfriends looked like!!

I always say with my friends, that that was such a happy moment. And in all honesty, I hardly remember it.

Do you remember the time when you had ice-cream because you wanted to and not because you think you deserve it after being on a diet for a gazillion months?

I guess that if I had less ice-cream then, I could probably have more ice-cream now. lol.

Being around kids is so amazing. Because if I wasn't around them, I would probably stop trying to remember how it used to feel.

We were together with my friends from work, and there were only a handful of kids left and we were telling them how it used to be when we went to school. They couldn't even think of not having a cell phone! How did we get in touch with our parents?!?!?! It was a really big scandal. They were telling us how they hate their uniforms (polo shirts and jeans.... they wear that every day, except that it doesn't have the school logo on it, but whatever!) and we started telling them about how the school teachers ran a checkup on our school skirts every once in a while, and the hell that they put us through when they did that. How they used to check our uniforms and see if our shoes were polished. I USED TO HATE THAT!!!! But now, I remember it, and it was so great! Because I can laugh about it now.

So I guess that after all this time, I'm thankful that I had those experiences because it's something to pass on to other generations that don't even know what it feels like to have a uniform check up.

But I have to be happy about something, they are coming up really smart: everyone of them thinks Chad Michael Murray is HOT! lol.

I didn't have much to do

2006-01-03T20:27:00.000-08:00

End of the year.... again!!

2005-12-31T15:55:00.000-08:00

Well... last year, we all did this questionnaire that I'm going to post again..... and you can go back and check what was different and what remained the same....

YEAR IN REVIEW

1. What did you do in 2005 that you’d never done before?
I dated someone from a different country... and continent.... and allowed myself to be heartbroken, even if it was for a few days.

2. Did you keep your new years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
Well.... huh.... Nope............ I've quit smoking 3 times this year..... and haven't done it yet.... though, to be honest, I think I haven't had a cigarrete in over 4 weeks.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
Yes.... my friend Paola had this beautiful little girl named Francesca. Gorgeous kid!! And I think someone was afraid that she had gotten pregnant (false alarm!)

4. Did anyone close to you die?
No.... thank God. I do think that some of my father's friends passed away, but I didn't know them, so the answer is still no.

5. What countries did you visit?
New York City and Boston DURING FLEET WEEK... there is just something about a man in uniform.... and some other cities in the US.

6. What would you like to have in 2006 that you lacked in 2005?
I'm not asking for a love life.... at this rate, I'll settle for a one-night stand and totally Meredith-Grey the thing. (You know the whole: I'm going to get a shower and when I come out you won't be here thing)

7. What dates from 2004 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
The day that I got my brand new car... bought with my hard-earned money!!!!

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Raising a total of $50,000 for the foundation that I work for.

9. What was your biggest failure?
Not being able to keep my heart to myself.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
I sprainned my ankle and I'm suffering from the ever-famous carpo tunnel. And I broke a finger again.

11. What was the best thing you bought?
My books.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
Another cousin graduated high school. His mom passed away a few years back and he had a really hard time about it.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
My ex living without saying goodbye.

14. Where did most of your money go?
Barnes and Noble and Borders.... and probably Nine West, which might come to a close second.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Getting my new car.

16. What song will always remind you of 2005?
Tegan and Sarah and the Grey's Anatomy soundtrack

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
a) happier or sadder? happier
b) thinner or fatter? Fatter
c) richer or poorer? richer....

18. What do you wish you’d done more of?
I think I did everything that I wanted to do.

19. What do you wish you’d done less of?
Eat!!

20. How will you be spending Christmas?
I spent it in bed and everyone else out meeting people.

21. Did you fall in love in 2005?
Well, I couldn't call it love.... but I fell in like with someone.

22. How many one-night stands?
None for me....

23. What was your favorite TV program?
Grey's Anatomy, Gilmore Girls.... and CSI of course.

24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?
I don't think so.

25. What was the best book you read?
Oh man... I don't know.. I didn't have that much time to read this year.... definitely Harry Potter, but that's a given. Maybe this book about Interrogations to the Nazi heads. But that was really tough to read.

26. What was your greatest musical discovery?
This twins called Tegan and Sarah, I really like their stuff, and some of the Grey's anatomy songs......... but I'm currently obsessed with the show, so that was pretty much it.

27. What did you want and get?
Go to New York again..... and a new car.

28. What did you want and not get?
My boyfriend to stay.

29. What was your favorite film of this year?
I don't think I had a favorite film but there are some that I reallly liked like "Must Love Dogs", but I don't remeber many of them right now.

30. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
Work... and I turned 26. And I went to dinner with my friends and that was it (it was the middle of the week)

31. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
I think I had everything I wanted this year... so no complaints.

32. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2005?
Introduced color to my sense of fashion and wore more blazers and coats.... with jeans.

33. What kept you sane?
My mom.

34. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
Patrick Dempsey... this Grey's role reminded me of him way back when he "bought my love"!

35. What political issue stirred you the most?
I hardly had time to keep up to date with anything.

36. Who did you miss?
I think I had everyone that I cared for with me. But I missed my grandma who lives in Miami.

37. Who was the best new person you met?
La Canche. I knew her, but this year we came closer as friends.

38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2005: Quality time is a must.
The people that you love will always be with you.... even if they are far away.

39. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
Where does the good go?

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So that's it... if you're courius enough you can always check last year's review. You'll see that I'm in a better set of mind. That I'm happier. I'm less worried. And more busy.

And I love all of you, even if I haven't been able to keep up with you guys.

R.-: I love you honey! Need I say more?
Cinn: It has been so incredibly long that I can't even believe I haven't had a conversation with u in what seems almost a year.
Surya: How did you enjoy the new "outlander"? Was it everything you waited for?

Have an amazing new year to all of you!!

Love,
Mary

2005-09-27T21:02:00.000-07:00

Well, someone made it pretty clear that I should stop by here more often..... so, I visited her site, and I figured that this was the best way to update some on my life..... but not her, my guess is that she already knew all of it..... and just so you know, I missed you tons and tons too!

*TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey*
Name:	Mary
Birthday:	0505
Birthplace:	Nicaragua
Current Location:	Guatemala
Eye Color:	Brown
Hair Color:	Currently.... um, dark brown
Height:	5'7" (1.73m)
Right Handed or Left Handed:	Both
Your Heritage:	Spanish-French-German
The Shoes You Wore Today:	Nine West boots
Your Weakness:	Chocolate
Your Fears:	huh... um... to end up alone
Your Perfect Pizza:	Cheese.. why mess a perfect thing
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:	huh... learn to relax
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:	jajaja (I guess that translates into LOL)
Thoughts First Waking Up:	"i overslept!! meetings... class... damn, homework!!!"
Your Best Physical Feature:	my eyes... some say that you can read them....
Your Bedtime:	as in the time that I use to catch up on everything I haven't done?
Your Most Missed Memory:	highschool (total geek! lol)
Pepsi or Coke:	Coke
MacDonalds or Burger King:	McDonald's...Burger King tastes like rubber!
Single or Group Dates:	Single.... Group dates, eventually
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:	Nestea
Chocolate or Vanilla:	CHOCOLATE!!!
Cappuccino or Coffee:	Coffee.. black...
Do you Smoke:	Yes... I've been trying to quit forever though!
Do you Swear:	I would make a sailor blush...
Do you Sing:	yeah... everyone does... now, if the question's well? then NOOO
Do you Shower Daily:	Yep... sometimes twice a day
Have you Been in Love:	Can't say that I have
Do you want to go to College:	I'm still in it... for the third time in my life... going for a third degree
Do you want to get Married:	huh... ask me in a few years
Do you belive in yourself:	yep... but sometimes I'm waaayyy to cocky
Do you get Motion Sickness:	I'm affraid of heights... but,motion sickness? nope
Do you think you are Attractive:	It depends on your taste... I think I'm a babe!
Are you a Health Freak:	Dude, I smoke! I could live on junk food... what do you think?
Do you get along with your Parents:	Yep... to well in fact... my dad tought me to swear.
Do you like Thunderstorms:	Nope... my dad's a pilot, so I'm against them
Do you play an Instrument:	I used to play the flute, and once I tried to play the guitar and the drums... and piano... but no, I don't
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:	Nope.. I'm on meds
In the past month have you Smoked:	I've tried to quit at least once a week this month... but yes, I have
In the past month have you been on Drugs:	nope... haven't been in a long time...
In the past month have you gone on a Date:	huh.... I don't remember.. I guess no... does ice cream count? if it does, then yes
In the past month have you gone to a Mall:	*yeah.... sigh* and I hate them**
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:	Nope.. not really a fan of them
In the past month have you eaten Sushi:	Nope.. completely allergic!
In the past month have you been on Stage:	Nope... but some writer is planning to base a character on me...
In the past month have you been Dumped:	well... not in the past month, no.... the past three months, yes...
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:	Nope, haven't done that in a long time
In the past month have you Stolen Anything:	Nope
Ever been Drunk:	Dude!
Ever been called a Tease:	To many times to remember, by too many guys to remember
Ever been Beaten up:	yep
Ever Shoplifted:	nope
How do you want to Die:	when I'm sleeping
What do you want to be when you Grow Up:	someone that does something good for humanity
What country would you most like to Visit:	Italy
*In a Boy/Girl..*
Favourite Eye Color:	Green or Blue
Favourite Hair Color:	Dark or blonde
Short or Long Hair:	Short... I like my men well-groomed!!
Height:	Taller than 5'10" at least
Weight:	Not really important
Best Clothing Style:	Polo shirts... and whatever else, but I love a guy in Polo shirts
Number of Drugs I have taken:	Well, including smoking and alcohol... hmm... 4?
Number of CDs I own:	Don't really count them
Number of Piercings:	5
Number of Tattoos:	Still considering one... got the design... just haven't decided the right place
Number of things in my Past I Regret:	1... never saying I love you
CREATE YOUR OWN! - or - GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!

I promise that I will update this with actual facts soon!!

Love,
Mary

A Tiny Update on my Life

2005-03-22T06:59:00.000-08:00

First.. how cool is this. I got this idea from Jamie's LJ.

What Makes You.. by SheBangs12
Your name?
Your gender?
What makes you sexy?	Your lips
What makes you pretty?	Your eyes
What makes you loveable?	How sexy you are
What makes you fun?	Your love for everything
What makes you irresistable?	Everything.
What makes you cute?	The way you walk

Quiz created with MemeGen!

Then, I have a new dog. She's a puppy that goes by the name Polly, for the Polly Pocket dolls. She's the sweetest little thing you might see in a while. I'm going to take a picture of her and post it soon, so you can meet her. She's into biting right now. She bites her blanket, she has a tiny stuffed Pooh that she bites into (but when you wake up before her, you see her with her head on it, or with a paw "hugging" it). She waits for me at the top of the stairs when I come home from work. She stops pee-ing if you tell her no, and she holds it in until you take her outside. She wakes me up every morning to take her to the bathroom, but sometimes we don't make it. And at night, she curls up on my stomach and falls asleep. How can you not fall in love with her?

I'll let you know more soon.. I promise.

What was I thinking?

2005-02-22T22:17:00.000-08:00

Am I incapable to say no?!?

Well, if you've talked to me you know that I can say no, lol, but not to the things that I should. I just keep getting into more work and more time at the tutoring center. And school is totally kicking my ass!

The people at the foundation offered me something that I couldn't turn down. And the foundation is so important to me that I definitely don't have the heart to say no. And the girls need it so much. How can you say no to that?

Then the tutoring center. I think of cutting down some of the hours I work there, and I tried to do that last week. It was impossible! I even had to work later than I usually do and go in earlier. And a mom asked me to tutor a kid on Saturdays. And I love my kids, even if they're spoiled I have so much fun. I love them to much to leave them. One of the younger ones asked me if I was going to leave him forever. And one of the older kids said that I might have grown bored with them. What do you say to that?

And then school. I'm definitely skipping school tomorrow. I didn't finish either of the assingments. I had to read a book. Now, normally I read two or three books at a time per week.... when I pick the topic. But when it's impossed, there's no way that I can actually get through the fucking book. This book I'm supposed to read: it couldn't have been over 300 hundred pages. I could have read it in one afternoon... and didn't. I had to read the newspaper, to find some things about the correct use of some words.. didn't do that either. They weren't even hard assignmets! Ugh, I hate that I did this, because that is completely unlike me.

And then, men are stupid. Not all of them, mostly the ones I've been involved with. Mostly one, though. I got an email on Valentine's Day from my exboyfriend. That totally sucked. I didn't read it though. Didn't really want to.

I did get a marriage proposal. That was sweet. From someone at the tutoring center that decided to drop by on Valentine's day. I also got chocolates. So the day wasn't that bad. But the week, it sucked big time!! I had a major slump during the week. I was sad most of the time. I didn't think that Valentine's (or the letter) would hit me as hard but it did.

But today was good. I got a chance to talk to Raven. Though things didn't work out the way we planned. Stupid audioblogger didn't work. It was a personalized message for her. lol. I promise babe that I will still try to do it!

And as I was saying goodbye to Raven, Iris dropped in and I stayed talking with her until I don't know how late. So it's a good thing that I'm skipping school tomorrow.

Big hug for everyone!

Ah, the holidays..

2005-02-13T10:22:00.000-08:00

Valentine's Day is coming along. And I have a bunch of friends to celebrate it, but no boyfriend. Bleh!

Last year, my friends and I got together and went to a bar and it was so much fun. We had to carry two of them outside, because they couldn't stand on their own. It was so much fun!!! We drank wine, and then switched to "cucarachas", and they were wasted. I was driving so I had to cut back a little... but didn't really, I just went into the bathroom and threw up and I was ready to go. Gross!! Of course, but it was either that or sleep at the bar. And my friends house wasn't that far from the bar so it was a short drive. The next day, hang over from hell..... Astrid made one of these soups with eggs and a bunch of nasty stuff in it.

So, this year we went to lunch on Thursday to start a celebration since most of my friends have boyfriends of their own now. Their stressing out about what to get them, and that is one thing that I don't miss about being in a relationship.... other than that I miss everything. So while we were having lunch, one of my now-with-a-boyfriend friends said "Do you remember last year when went to that bar on our own? [insert laugh] we were such losers!" My guess is that she probably doesn't remember that I would probably do that again.. .so I guess I'm still a loser then.

Pissed me off a bit, considering that her relationship is a big fat lie, and she's with that person because she wants to say that she has a boyfriend. I guess she also forgot that she said that she didn't find him attractive in the least, and later on said that she was hoping that she would eventually fall in love with him. But she's not happy. I rather be single, so I am!

Changing the mood a bit, and considering that my family never actually celebrates something in the date set for it, I am going to celebrate Valentine's with them today. My dad will be out of the country starting tomorrow, so we won't get to celebrate it together. My parents are big on celebrating things together, so we do that often. We never celebrate birthdays on our birth dates either.

So, as a finishing paragraph for this blog I want to wish everyone a very Happy Valentine's Day werther you have someone to celebrate it with or not.

HaPpY VaLeNtInE's DaY!

Work?!?

2005-01-27T04:14:00.000-08:00

Where do I start?

As you may know I have a new job. It's great! I'm loving everything that I have to do. I'm organizing my first fundraiser. What is it? A fashion show... bathing suit fashion show mainly. Summer starts on March here, so the fashion show is scheduled to be on the first week of March.

I have to find the location. The store. Get the stores to donate a piece of clothing to auction off, which is going to be a task on its own. Then I have to contact newspapers and radios to start publicizing it. I have to get the tickets done. Get models. Oversee rehearsals. Find a host, because if you have heard my audioblogs you know why I wouldn't like to put people through the horrors of listening to my magnified voice. I do have to do the introduction and the conclusion of the show, where I thank everyone for their support. And all of this, plus meetings and a bunch of little things, within a month. Sounds like a lot of work because it is. That is the life of the working person I guess.

Then there's the tutoring service. I work there in the afternoons from Monday through Thursday, sometimes Fridays. I usually get out at six... except now that I have another job. This last two weeks I've been leaving the tutoring service between 7 and 8 at night. Which of course leaves me with little time to do anything else, since offices here close at six. But it's great. Some of the kids I work with found out about the other job and they weren't to happy about it, since they thought that I was going to leave them. One of them walked up to me one day and told me that it was OK that I was leaving because they didn't need me. And then he walked away. That was sad. Then he apologized and said that he was going to miss me if I left, and I told him that I wasn't leaving. He was happy, and so was I.

Then we have the translations. I am working less and less on it, since my friend who is already a translator recently "acquired" a boyfriend (and I don't have one), so they are always hanging together, which makes it harder for us to get together. So now with the boyfriend she has less time to talk with her friends.... all of them. Why do we, as girls, do that? We let our relationships take over our lives. I guess that we have to learn not to do that, huh?

I start school next week, on Wednesday. Which is cool, because I only get to go once a week. So I'm going to tell you all about it next week after I go to class.

As for the weight loss. I lost one pound this week. Which I'll probably will gain this new week since I'm going out of the country in a few minutes with my mom and my dad, leaving Bebo behind with his dreadful girlfriend. That doesn't make me very happy. I just hope that I don't become and aunt nine months after this trip. *knocks on wood repitedly for it not to happen*.

So this is the update of my life for this week. I'll be seeing you around.

Well, what is much?

2005-01-14T23:26:00.000-08:00

My first official blog of the year.

I'm going to pull a "Bridget Jones" on you and tell you that my New Year's resolutions were to quit smoking and lose weight. It has been 15 days without a cigarrete. But if I can be honest, I took a drag out of my friend's cigarrete today and didn't get the same feeling as before. We went out to TGI Friday's (our waiter was gorgeous) and normally on an outing like today I would go through, at least, half a pack. And today, ZERO! I guess that's a good thing, because one of my friends told me that I wouldn't last through the first "going-out" thing without a smoke. I'm glad to prove her wrong. But I also liked to be challenged and to prove people what I can do, so it probably has something to do with it too.

As far as the losing weight, I was actually on a diet before the year ended and I have dropped already 8 pounds. Now I won't say exactly how much weight I have to lose, because my friends say I'm crazy when I tell them that's how much weight I want to lose. I'm 5'7", and they think that with my goal weight I will look way to thin. I'll stop when I feel comfortable with myself, though. I will keep you updated with the weight-loss/smoking thing.

On another note, I GOT A JOB! A new job that is. I'm going to be head fundraising event planner for a foundation that helps abandoned girls. I am really looking forward to it. But if I can be honest, it scares me a bit. It's a lot of work this fundraising deal. Event planning is a lot of work. Put them together and you have a shit-load of work ahead of you. Not only that, I don't plan to leave my job at the tutoring center, so that will take my afternoons. And I am starting a second career on February 1st. So I'm starting school again. Is that too much of my time? Probably, but I will try to make it through.

On a not-so-happy note, I was decently diagnosed with depression after I went to get a check up for my spastic colon. How from one thing came to the other? I can only blame it on my big mouth and my overactive tear ducts. I was talking with my doctor and I started crying, I told him that I was having trouble sleeping, that I forgot important stuff, that I didn't want to get off the bed because there was nothing for me out there to get out of bed for, and so on and so forth. But I'm under antidepressants. I've been taking my pills for over a week, and I am feeling much better. I've felt better today than I've had in years to tell you the truth. But my doctor advised me to go to a Psychiatrist friend of his to help me work out some of the issues I have. I haven't made the appointment yet but I will.

Did I tell you about the gorgeous waiter at Friday's today? lol

The End of the Year.... sigh

2004-12-31T14:21:00.000-08:00

I was visiting Cinn's blog, and she took this idea from Raven, who took it from Majito... So I'm going to do this too, because it was a nice way to tell you guys about all of the things that I didn't. So here it goes:

YEAR IN REVIEW

1. What did you do in 2004 that you’d never done before? Became a little more sociable, which was important. And also, I started this whole "internet life" that my family is totally out of the loop from.

2. Did you keep your new years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year? Um.. I'm thinking no, because I don't even remember which they were. But I am making new ones. For example: I'm going to finish loosing weight and I'm going to quit smoking..... for what seems like the 10th time in my life (for both).

3. Did anyone close to you give birth? Not that I can remember. So I'm guessing no.... but I do think there was a pregnancy scare.

4. Did anyone close to you die? No... everyone is accounted for. I did a head count.

5. What countries did you visit? Costa Rica and El Salvador. And I visited San Antonio, Houston, Dallas, College Station in Texas; Miami, Orlando and Lakeland in Florida; And the ever beautiful New York City DURING FLEET WEEK... there is just something about a man in uniform....

6. What would you like to have in 2005 that you lacked in 2004? A love life... and a better job.

7. What dates from 2004 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? Um.. I don't remember the dates, but the first time that I ran into V (my former boyfriend) and my stomach didn't flip. The day that we gave my mom her keys to her new "car". I know that there are probably more, but I don't remember them at the moment. Oh! Of course!! THE DAY I GRADUATED COLLEGE!!!

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? Graduating College!

9. What was your biggest failure? Not getting accepted to an internship in Brazil, because I failed the exam.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury? I sprained my ankle and broke two fingers... for the second year in a row (on both accounts)

11. What was the best thing you bought? My books.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration? My cousin graduated high school.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed? Two of my friends that didn't make it to my graduation; one of them went to the beach, and the other one didn't consider it an obligation.

14. Where did most of your money go? Barnes and Noble and Borders.... and probably Nine West, which might come to a close second.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? Belonging to the Trory Thread. I've made some great friends that I'll try to keep forever.

16. What song will always remind you of 2004? Pretty much anything by Ryan Cabrera or The Distillers.

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
a) happier or sadder? sadder
b) thinner or fatter? Fatter
c) richer or poorer? slightly richer....very, very, very slightly.

18. What do you wish you’d done more of? Dancing and having fun... I spent a really big part of this year trying to get over a depression.

19. What do you wish you’d done less of? In this case, probably I would have loved to worry less about what people thought I should or shouldn't do with my life, considering it's my life.

20. How will you be spending Christmas? I spent it with a migraine, my brother and father fighting.

21. Did you fall in love in 2004? Does in lust count, because if it does, then that's what I did..... ah, youth! (Cinn would know what this means)

22. How many one-night stands? None for me....

23. What was your favorite TV program? Gilmore Girls and CSI, there is just something about Gil Grissom that makes me stay glued to the TV. It probably has something to do with that green-eyed babe that's in the show.

24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year? Yeap.... the girl that Bebo is dating.

25. What was the best book you read? The Outlander series... probably Voyager being my favorite of all of the ones I've read.

26. What was your greatest musical discovery? Bebo introduced me to several bands... but it was probably more of the ones that I already knew about.

27. What did you want and get? Go to New York as a Graduation present.

28. What did you want and not get? A boyfriend...

29. What was your favorite film of this year? Probably Troy.... and if I could narrow it to one scene the one were the girl tries to kill Achilles with the knife and.... well....

30. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? Work, and went out for dinner and partying with my friends. I turned 25. Not as great as I thought it was going to be,

31. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? A better job, something that had to do more with what I spent 5 years of my life studying for. And a boyfriend or love interest...... closer to my age.

32. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2004? Sporty....and lots of black.

33. What kept you sane? My brother... and having everyone that I've met online to be able to talk to when things got to overwhelming.

34. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? Chad Michael Murray and Brad Pitt. And James Alexander Malcolm MacKenzie Frasier... but he belongs to the world of books.

35. What political issue stirred you the most? The Guatemalan Presidential Elections.

36. Who did you miss? It's going to sound self-centered, but I missed the old me. The one that was able to have fun and not care... it's a good thing that she's making a comeback.

37. Who was the best new person you met? I would have to separate it into two categories. On my internet life, it's a close draw with Iris and Cinn and Raven and Surya. In my non-internet life it would have to be my friend Francis, who just brings out the best in people when you are around him.

38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2004: Quality time is a must.
Life is too short to worry about everything you do. Some things are worth doing without thinking a lot about them. Just for fun sake,

39. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
Think of all the fun I've missed
Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed
Next year I could be oh so good

That was fun.... I'll keep you posted every month if I stuck to my NY Resolutions. Quit Smoking and Loosing Weight.

To everyone, I hope you have the best New Years, and that the next year is full of good things for all of you and your families. A big hug for everyone.

See you next year,
Mary

Bebo is the greatest!!!!

2004-12-28T21:11:00.000-08:00

Have I ever told you guys how my brother is the greatest brother in the world? Because he is. Some days I'm more convinced than others, but today is a day of conviction. Do you know what he got me? The LiveStrong Wristband. I had been looking for that wristband for so long!! After a couple of trips to the US and asking every person I saw wearing it, I finally got my very own provided by my amazing brother.

Now, I don't mean to put a damper in my story but I do have to explain this. My grandmother on my father's side, and my great-grandfather on my mother's side, they both died of cancer. Grandpa died last year, and grandma died several years ago. But it was very important to me to support this cause because of it. Maybe that $1 (which is totally nothing at all, considering what they are going to do with it) could save the life of a person, and their families won't have to go throught what I went through. It's silly, maybe, but it was important for me.

He didn't tell me how he got it... maybe he had to perform sexual favors to someone in order to get it for me (lol), but I'm very grateful to him for worrying enough to look for it for me.... and he got one for himself also. So that was great!

Also, in case you are interested in helping Cancer causes, the Breast Cancer Site has this little button, that everytime you press it, you are helping them fund mammograms, so maybe, once in a while, you can to the page and press the little button. Someone will be grateful that you did.

This is it for me now, I'm kind of tired now. But take into account what I asked for you. Maybe you can tell your friends; that would be awesome!

Oh, Happy Christmas Day!!

2004-12-25T08:16:00.000-08:00

My friend Raven left me a message where she said she hoped that I got that sitcom ending to my holiday... I don't know how sitcom-y it was, but it's shareable.... It all started like this:

In Latin America we celebrate Christmas Eve, there's a dinner around ten, preceded and followed by drinks (oh the wonders of everyone being over 21.... or 18, as the case is here), and we open our presents at midnight.

Not in my house!!! Nooooo, we are to curious to actually wait until midnight to open our presents. So finally the guy that works for my dad, called us and told us that my father and brother had borded the plane an hour before and were arriving around 1pm. My mom was extremely happy!! She was moping around the house, saying things like "I think that we are going to spend our Christmas alone" or "We should have gone with them" or "Maybe we could get on a plain and tell them to wait for us... do you think we would make it on time?"... that was not even an option.

So after Oscar called, we got ready (again), got a present that my mom wanted to drop by to our priest at church, and were on our way to pick up Bebo and my dad. I couldn't tell my mom this, because it would have brought her down, but I honestly thought that we were going to spend our very first Christmas on our own. I was just as sad as she was.

But they made it on time. By the time we arrived at the hangar, my dad and Bebo were already there. I was so excited to see them, and they had only been gone for three days.... you would've thought they had been gone for over a month.

Then we came back home... ok, so maybe this part was sitcom-y.... we arrived home, and when we go into the kitchen there was a weird smell. Mom had prepared Lasagna for lunch, and we thought that my mom left it oversauced (which it was the case) so, as is started to boil it started to jump into the oven...and it started to burn... and the aluminum foil (don't ask, because I don't understand why it was needed and why it moved) moved, making half of the lasagna seemed burnt. But it only seemed burnt...cause it wasn't really. It tasted good... not great like it usually tasstes, but good.

With the hectic morning that we had had, wondering "would they make it? or not" everyone was exhausted. Bebo and my dad had been up since like five in the morning, and after two failed attempts of trying to come back home and failing.. by the third time they were all exhausted. And so were we.

But still, we still had time to exchange and open presents... at 3 in the afternoon. Which was great, I got a bunch of books and book certificates, and I don't remember what else.. so by 5 I was curled up on my bed with one of my brand new books and resting for the Christmas celebrations. Bebo went out to visit his friends and mom and dad went to take a nap.

By 7 I was changing and doing my make up. Bebo came in a few minutes later after I went downstairs. Our maid had prepared something resembling food fingers that I don't really remember what they were. My dad was in front of the computer.. which just there you can know that it wasn't good. He got himself and Ipod, the one with 60GB and photos and all that......but he's a PC user. And apparently Itunes was not compatible with his PC and it made the program crash over and over. I was preparing some drinks for everyone. Dad and Bebo got vodkas and mom got white wine, I got a sweet martini, but instead of using gin I used vodka.. and it wasn't as sweet so I added a bunch of maraschino cherries..... and maraschino cherry juice... so we were talking and, in a way, discussing what had been going on on their trip... until dad got really upset with the configuration of his computer, Bebo got up and tried to help (he's really good with computers) and then something led to another, Bebo and my dad got into a fight because of the computer and the Itunes and the Ipod. And then, my migraines started. Yes! I got migraines for Christmas... as I'm typing this I'm almost kicking myself for having them, and wishing that I should have asked Santa for one of those heads that don't get migraines... maybe for next year.

We had dinner by 9:30 because I refused to go to bed without at least sharing dinner with them. My mom was worried. Bebo was pissed. My dad was pissed. And I wanted to crawl in my bed with the started bottle of Grey Goose and forget Christmas and make the head aches go away. Now I know that Grey Goose is not really the best way to get rid of my head aches or make Bebo and dad not be mad at each other, but it would have provided enough solace for that little while.

By 12, everyone in the city were happy outside with firecrackers and everything that it entitles... and I was in my bed, feeling as if everything was going on inside my head.

But the good thing was that Bebo and Daddy got home OK, even if it was to fight, and up until the point when daddy and his PC parted terms, it wasn't all that bad. I could have done without the migraines, though.

Maybe if we don't have drama in our lives then we're not really in the holiday season, huh? I don't know, but what I do know is that I might skip Christmas next year.

And now, after the Christmas drama I find my elf regreting the fact that I turned down an invitation from this really great guy to spend New Year's with him and the rest of his friends at the beach. I should have said yes. Darn!! Maybe if he calls and asks again, I will. Who knows?

Happy Holidays!!!

2004-12-24T10:14:00.000-08:00

I'm just dropping a little line to wish everyone the best of holidays. I've been dropping around the blogs of people I know leaving little messages of good wishes...but I know there is a slight chance that I forgot to visit someone, so I'm here to wish everyone the best of holidays, and that the New Year is full of really good things for you and your families. Enjoy, be safe, and I'll see you around next year.

I'm going to go and wait for my dad and my brother.. hopefully they arrive today. My mom is so sad because she thinks that they won't make it home on time for, well, anything. They were supposed to arrive yesterday, so cross your fingers for them to arrive home today.

Love to everyone,
Mary

I absolutely dislike that bitch!!

2004-12-15T13:21:00.000-08:00

I've come to the safety of my blog to rant.... I'm sorry to burden you with this, but I have nowhere else to do it.

Ugh!! Bebo's birthday was an event alright. Apparently he's dating the most rude, annoying, hypocritical, stuck up skank in his whole school! He is, he is dating the nasty girl I mentioned on my previous post (a few posts ago). Now I know this is going to sound like a jealous sister rant, but I promise it's nothing like that (completely, at least). You may know that I consider my brother to be the best thing to happen to the world since sliced bread and Coca Cola, but sometimes he has THE most appaling taste in women.

First there was this girl that got him into trouble with the OTHER guy she was seeing. And the stupid guy went to look for my brother at the Karate Gym Bebo used to attend. I mean, who in his right mind would go looking for a guy who practices karate, because he is surrounded by his friends. My brother is a notch below a black belt, and most of his friends there are black belts. My brother was training for a demonstrationt that was going to take place a few days later. So the guy comes into the gym, screams my brother's name and when he notices who he was (btw, my brother is 6'2") the guy told my brother to leave the girl alone, that she was his girlfriend and when they threatened my brother with "bodily harm" he was ready to kick their asses surrounded by the rest of his black belt buddies. The guy and his friends left the place. They broke up. That was girl number one.

Girl number 2 had as many insecurities as she had hair on her head. She was older than he was; almost 4 months younger than I am. I'm three and a half years older than him. But she was nice. She always had a smile on her face and was sweet to him. But he's not into sweet. He felt trapped. The girl was trying to convert him into her religion for when they married...... they had been dating for less than a month. So of course, my brother being the guy that he is got spooked and they broke up. It turned out that she wasn't as sweet as I had thought and she started saying stuff about him. And I thought it served him right for not confronting his problems and running away from them. I love him, but I'm also realistic.

There have been some girls in between, but none to important to mention.

But then there's THE Bitch!! Now my issues with her go way back... even before she knew I was my brother's sister. So during the party, everyone is outside dancing, eating and drinking; when all of sudden no one knew where he was. One of his friends asked me if I had seen her, but I already had 6 Coronas on me and had a hard time focusing. So, as I went upstairs to my bathroom I walked pass Bebo's bedroom, and guess who I found? Bebo and the Bitch. I really, really didn't like that thing. Now, I'm not a square and I wouldn't really care if he was upthere with a girl, but I did mind that it was her. So I came in and asked what they were doing, and the stupid-ass girl told me that *insert high-pitched voice here* "It's just that when we talk on the phone at night, he's always playing with his XBox and i just wanted him to show me what he played". I didn't know she was there since she was plastered to my brother's side, until I came in completely into his room. So I told him that he had a party going downstairs and that his guests were there to celebrate with him, not me.

After that, they came downstairs. And then they dissapeared into the kitchen. She left at 2:30 in the morning and they went into the kitchen like around 1. What did they do? I don't really want to know.

I know this is not probably grounds to hate anyone. And I know that it is selfish of me not wanting my brother to date someone that I don't approve of. I have never been that kind of sister, but it's just that my dislike for her goes so deep that there is no way that I would want my brother to hang with her. Or whatever it is that they do, but I will say hang.

The worst part is that Bebo knows that I don't like her, so we don't talk as often now because most of the things we would normally talk about, we don't anymore because she's involved in them.

Seth Cohen would say "Embrace the Friend", but he definitely hasn't met this girl.

Bebo's Birthday

2004-12-14T16:36:00.000-08:00

Today's my baby brother's birthday.. Bebo is just a variation of baby brother (don't ask, it's a whole "How did they get Rory out of Lorelai? thing"). Now, he's not a baby anymore, he's actually turning 22.

He's the greatest thing that ever happened to me. I can honestly tell you that he is my closest friend. He's a great kid. A little on the cocky side sometimes, but he is the greatest. He's the one person that I can go up to and tell him pretty much everything, except of course Gilmore Girls related.

For today, we started off going to breakfast, then we all had to go to work. After that we met for lunch. And now, we are preparing his pizza and beer party. He even got me Coronas. Most of his friends are coming, so that is definitely going to be fun, except for the girls. Now, I'm not really the jealous sister type, but.. there are some girls there that were the stuck up kind and used to be really rude... but after they found out that my brother was my brother, they were all kinds of sweet. Ugh!! Of course, they know that if they don't get along with me, their chances with my brother. Wouldn't you dislike them too?

So we are trying to get ready, and the kid is upstairs watching The OC. The maid is running around, my mom is stressing over everything. I just got back with the shopping and food preparations, and my dad was getting rid of all of his office stuff so he could be here for the party. Luckily, we all got through with our errands before rush hour!

So, I'll tell you how this turned out tomorrow... make that later on on the week, just in case I don't have time to blog extensively.

And I know that my brother won't ever get to read this, but:
Bebo, es el mejor hermano que cualquiera pueda tener. I love you so much!! I hope you have the greatest year, because 22 is a blast. Happy Birthday Kid!!!

Xmas and Parties

2004-12-07T18:55:00.000-08:00

The holiday season is here, which is great. My mom had the house with Christmas decorations since before Thanksgiving. But I have to tell you that we don't celebrate Thanksgiving here. It's now starting to "catch on", because apparently people here think it's fashionable to have a Thanksgiving celebration. What did I do for my Thanksgiving break? Nothing. I had the day off because of it, though. I went to the gym and spent the whole day at home.

But now we have Christmas. I started my holiday shopping a few weeks ago. You'll have to know that I hate shopping! Shopping for me is one of the worst punishments. But, it has to be done. So I started doing my Christmas shopping little by little. But you would say, well since you already started you'll probably close to being done, right? Nope. Not even close. I still haven't decided what I'm getting my parents or my brother (who also has a birthday coming up). This always gets me worried.

I'm a simple person to shop, on the other hand. The perfect gift for me? A gift certificate for a bookstore. That always makes me happy. My friends are starting to catch on, so I don't longer buy books in December because I get them after Christmas with the gift certificates all my thoughtful friends and family give me. Cool, huh? I'm suck a geek, I know. But it really doesn't matter to me, lol.

But of course we all know that with the Christmas season there are also different parties to attend. I start that tomorrow. We are going to celebrate with the kids at work that they are almost out for winter break. And on Thursday, my friends from work and I are going to celebrate that WE are out for winter break. What are we going to do? We are going to go out without a real plan, so I'll have to tell you about that later. Maybe on Saturday.

So, I guess that I pretty much is all I have to say. I was pretty sure that I came to blog about something but I don't remember what it was. Maybe I'll remember later and edit this out.

Pacey, Logan and Seth Cohen...... maybe even Ryan

2004-11-15T07:03:00.000-08:00

While on my trip, I finally purchased DC's Season 3 and 4. Why those? Because of Pacey. It is my opinion, that those where the best DC seasons during the show's run. Because we got to see Pacey. I loved him so much. It impresses me still how he fell in love with Joey. Now, granted, Joey wasn't my favorite character in the series (I liked Jen so much better), but she was better than Andie. And Joey and Pacey were just amazing together. I'm currently watching season 3, and I love everything about it. Pacey was just great. He even refers himself as "Ducky" in one of the episodes, because he can't seem to get Joey's attention. Wait and see, Pacey, wait and see.

Now Logan, that is one interesting character. After I suffered the loss of Tristan and, later on, Jess', Logan is turning out to be a great relief. Anything to get Rory away from Dean. How wrong was that relationship? At the beginning (and I mean beginning as season 1) I would have left them broken up since she couldn't say I love you to Dean. I would have let her hook up with Tristan.... a little excitement into her life. Loosen her up a little. Sometimes a Tristan in our lives is all we need. And as happy as I would have been to see Tristan break her out of that shell, I think that Logan is doing a wonderful job. I can't wait to see what happens there.

And Seth and Ryan. I also purchased "The OC" DVD 'cause I started watching the OC way into season 1, so I had missed the first few episodes. I think one of my first OC's was The Chrismukah eppi. Seth at his best. Now, usually, I definitely go for the blond guy. But Seth is just so "undeniably" adorable that you can't help but like him. Season 2 is coming along nicely now that Theresa is "gone". I didn't like her. I'm not that big a fan of Marissa either, but you have to give Ryan someone to be with. I hope they give him someone else at the moment though.

Well, this is my input of the men I love in the shows that I can't help but watch. And also, this is to let you know that I'm back. I'm posting at the thread too. I missed everyone there; I had so many things to catch up on.

Howdy!

2004-11-08T13:07:00.000-08:00

Just a quick blog. I'm sorry I haven't been around lately. I'm currently on a trip with my dad. Currently: Texas. I will be back around Thursday of Friday. Hope everyone's well!

Outlanders, Jamie Fraser, My son and Cellphones

2004-10-16T20:16:00.000-07:00

So many things to talk about. As you may know, I don't have a job job. I mean I have a job, but some people don't consider it a real job, because I work 4 hours a day, 4 days a week (sometimes more... pretty much, always more). I earn a good salary, maybe higher than many of my friends that work in big companies. So with my salary I've been able to buy a few things that have made me really proud.

My most recent acquisition. A new cellphone. Cellphone companies here don't offer all this cell phone advantages as US companies do. But, I got a new cellphone and I bought it all on my own! Some people might think it's stupid considering other things, but it makes me proud. And I think it's the cutest thing. I know it might not be much now, but it has a camara and I have a screen background of an afro-haired- platform-shoes-wearing dancer... and he is hilarious!

One of my dumb "friends" told me: "Why are you getting so excited about buying that stupid phone when you have...." and she started listing all this things that I have. I think she missed the part where I told her that this was a major purchase that I made with my own money. Some people just don't see the big picture. I hope I'm not sounding shallow with this, but I have never been as excited as I am as to be able to buy something helpful and cool.

I have a newly developed crush on a fictional character. I don't know if you have heard about this "Outlander" series written by Diana Gabaldon. Surya, was kind enough to explain to me about the books and I went and got the first one. I figured that if I didn't like it, I would stop it at that and not read the other four. Half way through the first one, Outlander, I went and got the remaining four.

Jamie Fraser is the male lead character of the novel. He is absolutely crush-worthy. I have this huge crush on him. I mean.... here's one of my favorite quotes from "Outlander":

"I prayed all the way up that hill yesterday," he said softly. "Not for you to stay; I didna think that would be right. I prayed I'd be strong enough to send ye away." He shook his head, still gazing up the hill, a faraway look in his eyes.
”I said 'Lord, if I've never had courage in my life before, let me have it now. Let me be brave enough not to fall on my knees and beg her to stay.'" He pulled his eyes away from the cottage and smiled briefly at me.
"Hardest thing I ever did, Sassenach."

With lines like that, it makes me wish to find someone who feels that way about me. If you enjoy reading romance, you'll enjoy this immensely. I highly recommend it!

I know I came into the blog to talk about something, but I forgot what it was. If I remember soon, I'll let you guys know. Chances are I might not remember, though. I hate it when this happens.

I'm back!

2004-10-13T10:48:00.000-07:00

Hey buddies, I missed you!

I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it. It was a line that was just there, in the back of my head. Now it's used, and it's gone. OTH is just sucking so much! It reminds me of that stupid show called "Grosse Point"... I don't know why. Anyway, I'm not here to discuss the lack of goodness on OTH, though I don't really care since I only watch it for CMM; for all I care, I could watch the show on mute and just look at the guy.

Anyway, I'm back. Happy to report that none of the punching, biting or kicking happened (I'm sorry Rave!). The surgery lasted 2 hours and 15 minutes. I had 12 anesthesia shots, because we went with local instead of general; three shots per molar. At the end of the surgery, my mouth ached from being open for so long; the sides of my mouth had blood on it, and it wasn't because of the surgery.

My face was the funniest thing. I had cheeks, like a chipmunk. I [still] have to purple bruises on each side of my face that could make people think that I was on the receiving side of a major fist fight. I have bags under my eyes, because I had to sleep with four pillows under my head which made it very uncomfortable. I've only had to eat baby food, because I can't chew anything. I've lost almost 8 pounds, my boobs are gone, my butt is gone. :sigh: Good times, good times! (Can you tell I'm the eternal optimist?)

Greatest ego boost of the whole surgery thing? Aside from my friend who assisted the surgery, I had three other future dentists at my disposal. They were chatting with me before the surgery, I was very inhibited at the time and said everything that came to my mind (nothing dirty), and they decided to assist the surgery. They weren't exactly my type, but the attention felt good. I'm so humble, aren't I?

I'm craving food!!! I need fooooooooood! I'm craving everything under the sun. I want a burger and fries, I want Pizza, I need coffee, I want cheese, I want chinese food. I'm hungry!!!

The best thing of this week was: last night, I was able to sleep with only one pillow under my head. Best night of sleep I've had in a week.

Cinn, thank you so much for your wishes and prayers; it meant a lot to me.
Raven, I'm sorry for not punching or biting anyone. But I'll try to go somewhere and pick a fight and tell you about it (I'm not making any promises). I

I'm going back to work next week, which is good. Someone is coming back, and I'm going to be his teacher again.

I think this is it for me right now, thanks to everyone who wished me well. I'm happy to say, I am.

Big hug,
Mary

Wisdom...less

2004-10-08T05:41:00.000-07:00

Hey buddies! I'm here, scared shitless at the moment. I'm off for surgery in one hour, so this is going to be brief. I'm dead scared!!! The doctor gave me 2 diazepans to calm me down and it's doing shit for me (except for making me sware like sailor). A friend of mine is going to assist the operation.

I have to have surgery because the stupid wisdom teeth never did come out, so they have to operate. They are taking all four out at the same time.

The last time I went into surgery, when I came out of the anestesia.... I punched a nun, and some orderlies....um, janked the IV and started to get up to leave because I wanted to see my mom and the stupid people in the recovery room didn't go and get her. I was cold. I was in pain. I was fucking annoyed and wanted to go home.

Here's to hoping it doesn't happen again, because I would be punching my friend and a tiny doctor.

So, to my Trory friends... I'll be seeing you around in a while.

I have 13 books to keep me company........ major issues and a major sale!

Weekend Update...

2004-09-19T19:32:00.000-07:00

It has been a while since I've been around here. My family got here on Saturday, and are going to stay here until Oct. 27th. It's always great to have them here, especially since I don't get to spend so much time with them. This is the first time I'm going to spend a long period of time with them (40+ days) since I was probably 10. Which means, it was 15 years ago. Maybe even longer.

Then, I got a new story. Yep, I finished writing that story I told you about over two months ago. It's called, Waiting on an Angel. If you have time to check it out, I would really like to hear what you have to say about it.

Something that was kind of sad was, a couple of weeks ago I applied to this Trainee program in Brazil. Iris was very supportive about it when I told her. Sadly, when I passed to the second phase of the election process, I failed the exams. That sucked!!! They had a spanish, an english, and a general knowledge section; you had to score over 50% in each category to pass. But if you didn't pass one of them over 50%, you also failed. I failed on the general knowledge. Some facts you might want to know (and I learned the hard way), that where asked to me in this "general knowledge" section, were:

Next year (2005) is going to be "Physics Year" since it's the centennary for Einsteins publication of the theory of relativity.
May 31st, is "Non-smoking Day" and apparently (because of this) there is some law in Brazil that doesn't allow tobacco manufacturers to publicize their product on a massive-reach media.
The Genoma Project, is a project that allows people to work with DNA.

Or something along those lines. I've never felt more stupid than I did at the end of this test. The worst part? I Aced both of the other sections. You can be the judge of the sucking part of this.

Cinn, who you might know as the author of Thoughts, and I were talking the other day and, being the great Trory that she is, persuade me into writing a new story I was telling her about. So I started that already. I honestly don't know when will that be up, though.

I got a few new books over the weekend. They were (and excuse me for not linking them) Outlander by Diana Gabaldon, Pilars of the Earth by Ken Follet, Tobacco by Iain Gately and Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden. Also a few NR books, Cordina's Crown Jewels, Remember When and Private Scandals. But I'll tell you why so many on another ocasion.

Catharsis...

2004-08-16T07:53:00.000-07:00

Luke threw Jess in the lake as catharsis. Or so Jess told Rory. CMM says that OTH is a way of therapy. And I am trying to find a way to do this exact thing. So I am going to write something again. As catharsis..... or therapy.

You know how everyone has this love story, that wasn´t really quite love but it is a story. I guess I should have titled this blog something along the lines of About a boy, that might just be the title for what I am going to write. Who knows! I am sure of one thing, it will have nothing to do with the Hugh Grant movie.

I met this boy when I was 16. And I fell in love with him, or as much as you can fall in love with a guy when you are dating someone else, and have been dating him for a while.... or maybe I was trying to get over from a horrible break up when my boyfriend had cheated on me with the one girl he swore he had nothing to do and wanted nothing to do with. I don´t know, I guess it was a little bit of both. So anyway, this boy was in my class. I guess that I don´t need to say anything more that the fact that the guy was Italian. Tall, dark and handsome. Think of Under the Tuscan Sun with dirty blond hair. Maybe it might be a slight exageration, but the boy was gorgeous.

I had seen him around in school. He actually went out with a girl I didn´t find all that interesting and extremely annoying. But when we met, I don´t know exactly what happened if I was dating someone else or he was. The thing is that I think that we liked each other instantly. There was this amazing chemistry that I hadn´t experienced with anyone else before.... or even after. We started talking, he switched seats so he could seat behind me, we hung out. We spent 7 hours in school every day... and after school we would call each other on the phone at least three times...... four if it was a wednesday, because of The Wayans Brothers (remember that TV show, I guess was one of the firsts from the WB) and we used to watch that show together.......... over the phone. lol.

Nothing really happened while we were in high school. After graduation, that´s another story. He called me up one day after it had been at least two months since I had broken up with my boyfriend (yes, we dated other people, never each other, and we always ended up right where we started.... no where!) He had broken up with his girlfriend a few days after I broke up with my bf, and of course rumors started. That we had broken up with our "significant others" because we wanted to date each other. Gossip, what can I tell you. But it proved to be true..... to some extension.

When he called me that day I was surprised. Really. I hadn´t heard from him in so long..... you know how two months can be when you´re 17. He called me and asked me if I was doing anything that night (it was a friday) and I said no. So he asked me out. And we went out. It wasn´t the best date ever. Turns out this kid that he was somewhat of a "godfather" to, had gone out with his friends had many drinks to many and his friends were freaking out. So we had to cut our date short and go look for the kid to drop him off at his house, and explain to the kid´s mom what we thought might had happened. So after that we went for a drive. We drove across the city (which is not that big) twice. When he was going to drop me off at my house he asked me, "Mare, how come nothing ever happened between us?" And I was shocked! I mean the only reason that we never did date while we were in school was because he never asked and I was to chicken to ask myself. So I told him that. And then he asked me if I wanted to give it a try. Hell yeah!!! Of course my answer wasn´t as eager as the one in my head. We kissed for the first time that night. 2+ years after we met.

Eight years have gone by since that day. More or less. And nothing ever did happen. I mean, we went out on dates... but never really dated. We would kiss, but he wasn´t really my boyfriend. Did I love him? I never stayed with him long enough to find out. I dated other people, and he dated a lot of other people. He´s still dating someone else... I, on the other hand, am not. Do I miss him? I don´t really know. Maybe I do sometimes, when I remember something we did or something he did. I guess that I will always miss him. He was the guy who taught me how women feel when they are wanted. He will always be a great mistery to me.

Once, a friend from school told me that he never heard him talk about a girl the way he talked about me. That he wouldn´t let anyone talk ill about me, because he would get really pissed off. That he would always get very deffensive if someone said that I was pretty or hot or whatever term guys use to talk about girls. I would always kid with him and told him that he was behaving like some kind of dog pissing around a tree. He would laugh and never deny the fact that he didn´t like other guys around me.

Now, at this time in life, I guess it´s not as fun to think that a person was acting that way towards you. I always hated possesiveness and jealousy, but with him...... I think I never really cared if it was him. I would get pissed off if one of my boyfriends behaved as if I was some kind of property to them or as if they owned me, but with him it was always different. It never felt that way. It should have, but it never did.

I actually "broke it off", and I use the term losely, a couple of years ago. I had met this wonderful guy that was actually interested in dating me for more than once a month or whenever he felt like it. This new guy would call me, and ask me out, send or gave me flowers. And he was great. So I decided that I needed to brake it off. Start over with someone else. It was one of the hardest things I ever did.

I remember that at the time I was also planning on moving to the US for my MBA, so I told him that we had reached a point in which we had to end whatever it was that was between us. That I wanted to move. And that I wanted to start over... without him. He would stare at me as if he didn´t understand what I was saying to him or as if he knew that it was "this again" and I would forget it soon enough and everything would go back to "normal". But "normal" had never been normal. And that time it was trully over. He left. He got in his car and left.

Then he drove back and kissed me one last time.

I saw him last, last year in November. Nothing happened. I guess this time it was trully over.

So I will write about this. A fic. Trory. The one thing I want to accomplish? My catharsis. I guess I really want two things out of it. My catharsis, and make those of you who know, what part is part of the fic and what part really happened. Anyone want to beta something like this? lol.

Turning 50....

2004-08-10T09:34:00.000-07:00

My dad is turning 50! Not yet though.... April, next year. But he is soooooooo incredibly excited about it. He's on a diet, and working out, because he wants to look grrrreat when the big 5-0 hits him.

My dad is the best, so's my mom. Our story should be written in a book really. We are actually Nicaraguan, but in '79 when the whole sandinista thing happened we had to fly. I mean, literally. My mom took me (I was 45 days old) and we moved to Guatemala. But we didn't know where my dad was, because he had been sent on some kind of mission. A bunch of women did the same thing as my mom, but others were lucky enough to leave together with their whole family. Three days later, my mom got this call that they knew where my father was and they were going to send for him. And they did. One week after my mom and I fled we got reunited with my dad. Other women weren't that lucky. My mom was 22, my dad 24.

But we had nothing. Do you remember in GG, when Jess goes to look for his dad and his dad says something along the lines of I got nothing... and then Jess gets pissed and says "you've got nothing.... I'VE GOT NOTHING!", well we were Jess. We had no house, no clothes, no cars, no bed, nothing! We had to start from scratch... or more like, my parents got to start from scratch and carry me with them. But God never left us. A few days after my dad got here, he found a job. Which was a blessing!

My mom got a job too, as a live-in maid sort of. And those people let the three of us stay there. A few months later, we were able to afford to move out to our own apartment. I was probably 7-months-old.

Life started treating us better, and better. God gave us amazing oportunities. Then we got my brother. And that was so great. My brother was born in December, and I was sent to school in January (the school year in Guatemala is from January to October, with a week off during March and two weeks during June). When I went to school I already knew the alphabet, how to write my whole name, the numbers up till 20, and I kind of knew how to read.

I have the greatest parents in the world. Do you know why? I never felt that I had nothing. I felt that I had everything I ever wanted. The only bad thing about it was that I didn't get to see my dad as often as every girl does. My dad's a pilot. He adores his job. It's the job that has supported his family for so long. But at the beginning, this first job my dad got kept him out of the country for almost three weeks a month. But the days he spent with us were always amazing. We had fun. We would play baseball, or run around, or wake up at 4 in the morning and start watching Disney Channel, and then get up and do a stack of pancakes "a la Donald Duck". My dad has always made the most perfect pancakes.

Since we left Nicaragua and moved here, it's been 25 years. That's how old I am. And life has treated us so well. My dad has an amazing job. They put my brother and me through college. My mom doesn't work. He bought his dream car.... and then he bought one for my mom. Same brand, except my mom's is more suited for a mom. My brother and I have everything we need and more.

And now, he's turning 50. There was a point in his life that he thought that he just might not make it. That things were so heavy and so overwhelming that he wouldn't be able to get through them. But he always has had my mom. She supported him, when he thought that he might crumble. And she never let him. And we never did.

For his 50th birthday, he's not planning a big bash. He's not planning on getting a new car to celebrate his half a century. He's planning on a trip. For all of us. We're not going to Europe, since apparently I'm heading that way next year in September. But we are going to New York (and I Loooooooove NY), Chicago and Washington DC. Three of his most favorite cities in the US. Although, I think that NY is in the plan more on my account than his. I turn 26 exactly 10 days after he turns 50. And my mom turns 48, six days after my birthday. And mother's day is the day before my mom's birthday.

When I told him, "Daddy, why don't you take a trip just you and my mom?" he told me that he wouldn't have made it to 50 without thinking of us.

So I'm going to celebrate my father's 50th birthday! My dad is turning 50!

2004-07-30T15:55:00.000-07:00

The Five-Year-Old in me....

2004-07-30T15:51:00.000-07:00

The five-year-old in me lives in my voice. Judge for yourself and let me know...

Nora Roberts...

2004-07-29T17:19:00.000-07:00

Yes. I am that obsessed right now that I'm going to blog about Nora Roberts.

As you may know, the ESN (Endless Summer Nights) Fics have been up for, oh I don't know, I guess like a week or so. Anyway, I had been looking forward to them for so long. And I was really bummed that I didn't get to participate since I forgot about the last the date to submit applications. I guess that worked out for the best because I had a bunch of things to do and wouldn't have been able to finish and end up flaking out on Liza, and that would have sucked. As of now, I have only been able to read a few of them....... and I blame it all on Nora.

Here's the story: I had some extra money. My dad, who is so nice and cool and spoils me a bit, gave it to me. I still don't understand why. Maybe 'cause I was graduating. So, I had extra money and I went to this amazing new bookshop that I discovered. And if you've ever been in Guatemala you know that bookstores are hard to find, and even harder to find are those who carry US authors. I can actually count them with the fingers in one hand. Three. Yeah, 3!

So you can guess just how excited I was when I discovered this third bookshop. I was incredibly happy about it. I think I spent like 2 and a half hours in it. And the bookshop is like a whole in the wall. I guess if you want to get technical, the size of it's, maybe, 225 square feet or so. And they had a big selection of Nora Robert's books. I was in heaven!!!

I love NR's books. Last time I counted them I had like 25 or so. Which I think it's a lot considering I discovered her like a year, maybe two, ago. I always wanted to read Chesapeake Blue but held out because I wanted to read the first three, right? And I was walking up and down the selection and I found all four books. All four!! I was soooo happy. And I started reading them like six days ago; I'm currently on the third one, Phillip's story.

When I went to NYC a couple of months ago I got "The MacKade Brothers", both books, and I fell in love with all four brothers... well, maybe not with Shane. Oh, but Rafe! OMG!!! I wish I could run in to a man like that.

I like the stories better when they are from the guys "POV", or the guys perspective. And the MacKade's were four brothers who had raised hell in their town. Especially Rafe. It was fun to read the parts in which they met their girls. Comments like "That girl sure knows how to walk" or stuff like that.

The men in her stories are always perfect. I mean they're gorgeous, well built, have amazing eyes...... and I'm a sucker for eyes..... at the end of they story I find myself wishing I would run in to some guy like that. The type that are man's man, but have this side to them that would definitely make you tremble. It actually makes me wonder if there are actually men like that out there. God knows that I haven't found one of those.

And now, with the Chesapeake Bay saga I am falling in love with the brothers too. I don't know if you've read them but I'll give you a brief story: This are three guys that were adopted by the same family. Each one had a really sad story, and this same family adopted them. That way they became brothers. The mother died. And the father died afterwards in an accident, months after he had adopted a fourth kid. But the other three were already in their 30's and had to live everything to keep a promise to their father. Each book, of course, tells the story of each brother. Book 1 tell's Cameron's story. Book 2, Ethan's. Book 3, Phillips. And Chesapeake Blue tells the story of the last kid, Seth.

So I'm currently on the third book, almost done with it. And I am loving all of them. So I guess, that when I'm finally done with them I'll get back to reading the ESN fics. I guess that one thing that is holding me back a bit is that I know that not all of the stories are up yet, that way, if I wait a bit more I'll be able to read all of them at once. Makes sense, huh?

Ok, so, I'm leaving now. Off to eat some popcorn.

You win some, you lose some....

2004-07-28T14:52:00.000-07:00

Remember how I told you about my friend that didn't show up to my graduation party? Well, we had a major fight. I mean huge! It was awful; it felt as if I had been breaking up with a boyfriend. That awful! She said some pretty nasty things to me like: I had other friends that I wanted to celebrate with or, my personal favorite, I didn't have an obligation to attend. Some friend, huh?

Of course she was under no obligation to attend! But I didn't know friendship was an obligation either. I mean, if she had called me and said "I won't be able to make it" I would have understood. I mean it was a special day, but I wasn't holding a gun to her head to come to celebrate with me. But I would have appreciated that she came, of course I would have. But when someone calls you and says "I won't be able to make it," you understand. At least they are taking the time to tell you about it.

Oh, and then she had the nerve to ask me not to change. That her friendship was unconditional. Some balls! How can you actually say that your friendship is unconditional when you said horrible stuff like that? I should have given her a dictionary as a present once. I could still give her that, and highlight the word unconditional so that she knows what it actually means. It fucking pisses me off!!

Oh, and the next day... she called me to ask if I wanted to have a cup of coffee with her. Can you believe that? What is she doing? And the day after that, she asked me to go to lunch. I couldn't believe that either.

The thing that pisses me off the most is the fact that I considered her a "sister", the kind you have by choice, not blood. It hurts like when a drop of lemon falls on a cut. I don't know what to do. I don't even understand her. It's as if she forgot what she said and thinks everything is just peachy. Well not on my side, it's not.

We have a weekly lunch with my friends every thursday. Last thursday, she didn't attend it because (she said to one of my friends) "she thought I was mad at her". Funniest thing is, and I didn't know this little fact, she had left a very pissed of message on my cell on wednesday night in which she stated that "if you're mad at me it's your fucking problem" and slamed the phone shut. Worst part, I didn't hear the little message until thursday night. My bet is that she didn't really attend the lunch because of her audiodisplay of madness towards me. Who's with me on that?

But this is the cliffnotes version of the story.

Anyway, I feel so many things at one time in regards to that. I feel sad and upset, mostly though.

So, um, sorry for rambling on like this. I just don't really know what to make of it.

Tomorrow is thursday, so it's lunch-day. We'll see how that goes.

No one ever said life was easy....

2004-07-23T19:45:00.000-07:00

Have you ever wondered, is there someone out there that considers life "easy"?

If I'd ever ran into a person that considered life easy I would stop them, treat them to a cup of coffee, maybe something to eat if we were close to a mealtime, and ask them what makes life "easy"? Because in my experience life is anything but....

The school system here is so different than in the US at least. When you finish all your courses, you don't graduate a few days later. You just finished classes. Then you have to go through the grueling process of finishing you thesis. In my case, I had a problem with my thesis advisor. She didn't turn in any of the work I had done to my faculty. So when it came graduating time (which usually occurs every six months) I didn't have any of my thesis credits because the bitch didn't turn anything in. So I had to go to the faculty board and later on the school board to ask them to see into my case. I "wan", I guess should be the most proper word. The school fired that advisor. But who would give me all that wasted time back. I mean, it's not as if they were going to validate all the work that I had put into my thesis. So I had to start over. And I got to see a bunch of my friends without me. It fucking sucked! I would have loved to have graduated with most of my friends, I was glad for them and I still partied with them, but I felt as if I had been robbed from something that was "mine".

So then I had to start over. But I had the blessing that my thesis advisor, was actually my advisor in school, AND I had been a TA for her philosophy class for two years, so she knew me. She helped me so much!! Not only in my school work, but in pushing me to do something that I was so reluctant to finish. I didn't even want to graduate!!! I didn't care for it!!!!

And then, I finished. But in between this time, I took a few months off in which I spent time in Texas and worked on my thesis away from home. Worked on my First thesis, away from home.

But now I have new worries. EMPLOYMENT. That should be a curse word. If you don't have it then it's as if your life is worth nothing. Here is a normal conversation when someone is unemployed:

"Hey!"
"OMG, Hi!! How you've been?"
"Great, working my ass off."
"Really? Where?"
"Oh, I work at this PR firm..blah,blah... how 'bout you? Where are you working?"
"Oh, I'm not working yet"
GASP! "You're not? How long have you've been out school?"
"Quite some time."
"Shouldn't you be looking for a job by now? You can't depend on your parents for ever. You are 25"

And the whole conversation goes down hill from there. Advice. Comments. How life is great when you work. The importance of being independent. Freedom. Freedom. Freedom. And then comes the dreaded phrase "You know what I'd do?" or "What worked for me was..." most of the time what would immediately follow those lines would be things like "ask your dad if he can tell his friend 'insert name here' to see if he can get you a job", "Don't you know the owner of 'insert company name here'", and the best one "Doesn't your dad work with 'again, insert name'. I mean, why can't he get you a job with them"

Don't you people think I know that?!?!! I absofreakinglutely know that!! Hell, I've been to all this interviews, left resumes, filled applications. But just because I'm coming they're going to say "Oh, here comes Mary, we have been expecting you. Here's a job we've created just for you. Glad to have you on board with us." If it were only that easy, I would have had a job after the very first interview I went to.

Being unemployed puts me in a fowl mood!!

I am so sorry for have ranted through all of this. If you still finished this particular blog, is because either you identify with it or you have time to kill. For whichever reason I am very thankful for that.

Anyway, I'm off. Thanks for reading!

Goodbye, Cinn.....

2004-07-20T20:09:00.000-07:00

I was talking to Jayta tonight, and she asked me if I had Cinn's blog. I told her I hadn't. She told me to check it out, so I did.

Turns out that that post was going to be her last. I was incredibly surprised, as was Jayta. And my guess is, many other Trories also. So I guess this for Cinn:

Hon, I don't know what happened and what are the reasons for such a sudden decision. What ever it was, or is, I hope that you can work through it soon. You will be missed. I will look forward to seeing you around at the thread. I always enjoyed talking to you and reading your blogs. You're one of the nicest Trories I've met. You were always one of my favorites. And you still are, even if we won't get to see you as often or see what you're up to. Anyway, I just wanted to say goodbye to you. For what is worth, you know where to reach me if you need anything, or anyone to listen (or in our case read you). I'll be around.

To be a College Graduate...

2004-07-19T15:13:00.000-07:00

I graduated on Saturday! The whole ceremony took only 50 minutes, and it started on time which is not a common thing to happen on any kind of ceremonies in this place. It was nice. I got to do my hard-rock signs, which earned me a glare from one of the persons in the schoolboard. I could have flipped her the bird. But didn't. Instead I did it again when someone stood in front of me to take pictures. lol. The thing about my school is that they are extremely catholic. It's an Opus Dei University. So you can imagine all the things that probably popped into her head when she saw me do that.

And then the party. Think of Janice (Chandler's annoying gf, in Friends) when I say this: Oh my God! I had 14 different types of liquor to make different kinds of cocktails (martinis, cosmopolitans, Long Island Ice Tea, Sex on the Beach, Tequila Sunrise, etc) and we finished everything!! I mean, I, alone, finished a bottle of Kalhua. Funny thing about Kahlua. It has almost, almost, the same Alcohol content as Tequila. Did I know that? NO! But I do now!!!

Something that really pissed me off that day: Both my best friends didn't show up!! Some friends, huh? I thought that I might cut them some slack, because, let's face it, things happen. One of them left to the beach. The beach! I mean you can go to the beach every other day, it's not far from here (1.5h) but did he care? NO! How often do your best friend graduate? Let me tell you, not every day! And then, my other so-called best friend left to another party. You know what I think? F**k them! I am really pissed. Worst thing is that neither of them has had the decency to call me.

But anyway. The food was amazing. The music was great. My mom, cried; my dad, cried; my grandma, cried; my aunt, cried; my brother... took pictures. But we were really happy. Not all of the all-of-a-sudden 48 guests showed, but it was OK. Apparently there was a slight miscalculation because the food was just enough for the 35 that did show. So it all turned out for the best.

And now, I have to figure out what I have to do. The best part of life, the one where you know what you have to do, is over. Now the uncertainty starts. If you want to know what else happens, keep checking this blog.

Hello, and Welcome to my life!!!

2004-07-15T05:28:00.000-07:00

There I was, wanting to post a comment for Cinn and when I pressed the comment-link thing it asked me to sign in... and this how this idea came about. And so I went and got myself a blog, since lately I've found myself with many things to say and not many people to say it to. My family doesn't even know I write fiction, because they would probably think it's a waste of my time and that I should do more productive things with it. My brother, karate-boy, would laugh in my face because he can't stand Gilmore Girls. So here I am, reaching out to people that have similar likes as me.

I'm actually getting ready to graduate college on Saturday, and my family is coming over to the big thing. They are actually coming in today at noon. As great as this is, I will have to sleep in the couch with my brother next to me on the other couch... for two weeks!! Last time this happened, my throat ended in his hands. Violent, you say? Nah!

Party is also Saturday. There's going to be this big lunch that started out with 19 guests and last time I counted we were up to 48. How did that happen? I have no idea. Most of the guests are not even my friends, the good thing is that I like all of them so that is always good. And I am also getting Chocolate Cake. So, just the cake is one thing that would make me not mind if I didn't know all of this 48 guests.

As for my writing. I just finished something, but Jewls (my friend who loves betaing) has it right now. I don't know, as of now, if it's going to work or not. Jewls is extremely busy because she has to beta two other fics that are going to be on the Summer exchange. So maybe next week I'll let you guys know what happens with it. If you want to check out something I've written, you can check it out here.

So this is it for me and for now. I have to go to work, be ready at noon to go and pick up my family, and finish doing a bunch of things.... like giving out the invitations. Can you say, Procrastinator?