May 2011
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sábado, 30 de abril de 2011
Lately I’ve been feeling horrible about myself. I look myself at the mirror and I don’t like what I see at all.
I’ve felt it before, but I’ve never felt it this strong.
I need to do something.
April 2011
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april 2011
My name is Alexandra-Marie, and I’m, at the moment, an 18-year-old girl from San Juan, Puerto Rico. I’m silly, I’m loud, I can get pretty serious. I’m into Politics and Literature, I sometimes even write, and I’ll be attending Syracuse University in this coming Fall (hopefully, Graduating Class of 2015) to study International Relations. I graduated from...
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Continuing this quest to never-let-go of my...
And, why yes, I am quite happy.
Also: I squealed a bit when I saw that it had a toy. I forgot that the Happy Meals included toys.
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Troubles of being a Latin American girl with an...
When shopping for lingerie on normal teen-set stores, getting the right bras can get difficult.
For Christ’s sake, 36D is a size, okay.
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jueves, 21 de abril de 2011
So, I read Federico García Lorca’s La Casa de Bernarda Alba today, and I must say I enjoyed it more than I thought I would; I kept postponing the reading, mostly because it’s a short play, and also because it was assigned in class, but I should’ve done it earlier.
I like the debate of the play, misogyny vs. needs vs. woman. It’s interesting overall, because the play was...
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davidalarcon93:
Un Niño En La Calle Ft. Calle...
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Coming back home to end what appears to be a great...
domingo, 17 de abril de 2011
Friday was amazing and heartwarming because of our last Field Day at UHS, and it will be an overall best day because of what it means.
Yesterday and today were fun.
Yesterday I headed out to Toa Alta to celebrate some friend’s birthdays, and watch El Clásico while there. We ended up laughing a lot and having fun in the meanwhile. Afterwards, I decided to...
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Estar enamorado es wachi, es chupi wai.
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I just want to be free to do what I want, whenever...
I wish I could just unchain myself from my consciousness and general attention.
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Rayuela - Capitulo 90
“Alguna vez había creído en el amor como enriquecimiento, exaltación de las potencias intercesoras. Un día se dio cuenta de que sus amores eran impuros porque presuponían esa esperanza, mientras que el verdadero amante amaba sin esperar nada fuera del amor, aceptando ciegamente que el día se volviera más azul y la noche más dulce y el tranvía menos incómodo.”
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“If love were easy, life would be too simple.”
– Albert Camus
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It would really help your case to stop asking me...
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No social weekend this weekend,
Tons of homework, two or three assignments for the same class. Also, I have a test that I am absolutely not ready for on Tuesday, and another test that same day on a play. As if that wasn’t enough I have EFL practice mixed with Pista y Campo rehearsals.
All of this has to be done tomorrow, so I can practice/read on Sunday. And I need to memorize a monologue.
Oh, bother.
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Children are taught not to steal; they are taught...
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Bully, by Miguel Espada
In the school auditorium, the Theodore Roosevelt statue is nostalgic for the Spanish-American war each fist lonely for a saber, or the reins of anguish-eyed horses, or a podium to clatter with speeches glorying in the malaria of conquest. But now the Roosevelt school is pronounced Hernandez. Puerto Rico has invaded Roosevelt with its army of Spanish-singing children in...
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“¿Encontraría a la Maga? Tantas veces me había bastado asomarme, viniendo
por la...”
– Rayuela, Julio Cortázar
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