Me Voy

Porque no supiste entender a mi corazón
lo que había en el porque no tuviste el valor de ver quien soy
porque no escuchas lo que esta tan cerca de ti
sólo el ruido de afuera y yo
que estoy a un lado desaparezco para ti

No voy a llorar y decir que no merezco esto
porque es probable que lo merezco pero no lo quiero
por eso me voy que lastima pero adios
me despido de ti me voy
que lastima pero adios me despedio de ti

Porque se que me espera algo mejor
alguien que sepa darme amor
de ese que endulza la sal y hace que salga el sol
yo que pense nunca me iría de ti
que es amor el bueno de toda la vida
pero hoy entendí que no hay suficiente para los dos

No voy a llorar y decir que no merezco esto
porque es probable que lo merezco pero no lo quiero
por eso me voy que lastima pero adios
me despido de ti me voy
que lastima pero adios me despedio de ti

Me voy que lastima pero adios
me despido de ti me voy
que lastima pero adios
me despido de ti me voy
que lastima pero adios
me despido de time voy
que lastima pero adios
me despido de ti
me voy

Julieta Venegas - Me Voy

1st Post from my Nuevo Laptop!!

Yay. I just went and got my new laptop. I drove over to the UPS warehouse and picked it up. It was a ways away but I rocked out to my newly burned CD (gracias hermano) and drove 70mph+. After 5 and a half years of my other dell... I was really ready for a new one. Now I have to start officially switching every thing over. And get organized.

Let the fun begin.... actually there will be no fun until Friday... as I have a huge load of homework, lesson planning and materials to prepare.

:]

My Beautiful Brown Eyes...

Today I was told by one my autistic students that I have the 'most beautiful brown eyes'... 'beautiful very dark brown eyes'....

I enjoyed the nice compliment as most everything that comes out of his mouth is negative... which was what he said next... an insult....

AHHHH, the joys of my job! ;)

P.S.... if you want to check out my 'beautiful brown eyes' for yourself... they are featured a few posts down.

Chau! Besotes.

Procrastination & Pain

The two p's....

I have a major procrastination problem... major. I had a long weekend with really basically nothing to do but study. Did I study? Hell, no! Then Monday night... I took my time sitting down to study. Went tanning, to the gym, ate dinner... and then finally thought I might try to study. I accomplished basically nothing... and by 9:40pm... realized I better go to sleep and wake up early to do my stuff. Now, I woke up at 4:25am... showered... and am slowly getting ready. I'll have sometime throughout the day but I think I am depending on that too much.

Pain. I am in pain.... for several reason. Mental and physical. Though the physical is what is I am feeling the most... my mental pain, confusion and anguish is something I can't really write about on here. I have two major wounds on my feet... one from the gym and the other from dancing and my heels on Saturday night. One on each foot... equally painful and infected (yuck!). I have been over doing it a bit at the gym... I decided that when it comes to the treadmill, the pain is just mental. Like marathon runners or runners in general... it's a mental game that you are playing with your body and you just have to push thru. it. Well, the problem is I am neither a runner, let along a marathon runner. So, I should not really apply weird wisdom like this to my workouts.... because I hurt.... Especially my hips. I knew it was bad when I awoke to go to the bathroom in the night and contemplated for several mins. how I would get up with the least pain. Oh yes, and the most annoying thing of all... I have been sick almost the entire month of November.... and just when I was almost back to tip-top shape, I have a really sore throat and now this morning it is really really really sore. :(

On a happy note....

• 3 more weeks of the semester left
• I have leads and several private ESL and Spanish tutoring/instruction positions
  
• I get to spend almost two full school days at my urban field placement.... instead of working at my middle school
• I am going to Chicago for New Years
• I am feeling slightly optomistic (this is not a normal feeling for me)

Ok... must study... must stop procrastination... must go now...



Felicidad. Paz. Amor.

Long fin de semana...

mi primo Eric y su perro.

La otro mascota de Eric... es un ferret....

Eric y su querida mascota Marcelis. El animal tiene un oler fuerte y feo. No entiendo como el puede vivir con algo asi.

Fuimos de compras viernes a las 6 por la manana... el amanecer... y el shopping/centro comercial ya llena de autos(carros). El viernes despues del Dia de Gracias, se llama 'viernes negro'... todo esta en liquidacion.... y las tiendas abren a las 5am.

Mi hermano vino de Washington, D.C. por el fin de semana... el estaba molestando el perro.

cocine... :/ sin receta...Nadie gusto... acepto de mi!

Salí sábado con Lena a Loring Pasta Bar... noche de salsa presentado por Salsa Police.
Tuve una sola meta para la noche... bailar con MEXICANOSS!! ... ;)
Llegamos temprano... y quedamos tarde. Bebemos cerveza... yo Coronas, Lena varias otras. Una colega de mi trabajo estuve ahí. Hablemos con ella para un ratito. La noche fue llena de hombres... primero un guardia/miembro de seguridad q empezó hablar conmigo. Medio dominicano (del Cibao), medio puertorriqueño. Mi dijo q no sabia q bailar (MENTIRA) y pregunto si yo podía enseñarle (NO).
Después bajamos a buscar mas para tomar. Hablemos un poquito con Christie (mi colega) y su amiga. Pusieron un poquito de reggaeton bailamos... yo con un Ecuatoriano.... :[ después toco mas salsa... entonces tuvimos q esperar para algo mejor... y TOMAR MAS CERVECITAS!! Fuimos arriba otra vez... pero el hombre de seguridad no me dejaba en paz... que pesado q fue este hombre.
Lena y yo tuvimos q bajar a bailar cuando empezo Merengue y Bachata.... baile con varias hombres de Honduras. Ningún hablo ingles, todos trabajaban en construccion o fabricas... uno olia de marijuana... mucho marijuana. Después un moreno colombiano quería bailar. Vino de Chicago para el fin de semana largo... fue simpatico, bello, muy alto, educado... y no fue illegal como los otros. Nos invito a una fiesta para ano nuevo en Chicago después q decirle q íbamos estar ahí. El tiene mi numero ya llamo varias veces.... PELIGRO!!
En el fin no baile con ningún Mexicano :( ... aunque unos hombrecitos me preguntaron bailar... yo dije q no (si, soy mala)... Lena bailo con unos. YO no... quizás porq puse mis talcos q tiene 3.5 pulgas de altura... quede re alta... mas alta q todo ellos.
PERO nosotras disfrutamos muchooo.... mexicanos o no!

disappointed

I am disappointed. Yeah. By an incident that happened in my state last night.

I think that an apology is in order. I apologize on behalf of the people of Minnesota.

I had hoped that the people of my state, airport and airline officials would not stoop to such a low and dark place. Apparently, people are more ignorant and blatantly racist than I thought.

And to the person that passed the note to the flight attendant. You should be ashamed of your self. Have you ever heard of freedom of religion, Islam, people of other cultures and races?? Don't over react next time. You wasted time, money and tarnished the image of six honorable Muslim men.

I would boycott US Airways too. They refused to give them and/or sell them tickets in the end.



Something needs to be done. NOW!

OR people's ignorance will continue to blind them.

Nada. Nothing. Zip.

Nothing exciting is happening. 68 days until I go the Dominican Republic. Yesterday, I called a few of my friends there. Nothing much happening... except, my friend the lady doctor is getting married in December. And... no, she isn't pregnant! ;) Im sad that I cant go for the wedding but plane tickets are really expensive around the holidays. My other friend, apparently thought I was Canadian. Yeah, we're close. Can you tell?!?! Actually, its because I often say that Im from Minneapolis. And people give me blank stares... so, then I usually say well.... I live in the north central part of the US... near Canada. This is where people start to believe that I am actually from Canada. This is not the first time it has happened. In Argentina at the beginning many thought I was Canadian. It's hard when people outside of the country only know a few cities, such as New York, Miami and Los Angeles. But hey, can you name more than 3 cities in most countries you have never visited? I do not think I can. I am going to try to call another one of the drs but he is apparently working in the middle of a rural oasis with no electricity or phone reception... so, I doubt the call will go thru.

Besides, that nothing new. I am avoiding homework as usual. I am about to go to the gym. I already have one injury. You see... my entire life I have had issues with shoes, sandals, basically anything I must put my foot into. So, my left heel decided it didn't like my shoe... and now I have a large gapping wound on my foot. Lovely. I don't know what my foot's issues are but it's annoying. How can a pair of tennis shoes make you bleed? I think I just have over sensitive feet.

It's only a three day week!! If that... no morning Spanish this week. Though I get to go to the ghetto instead to observe for grad school. Yippee.

That's it for now.



mando paz y amor a todos

Gracias a Dios llego Viernes...

Hmmm.... nothing much new. Nada nuevo.

Hoy tuve que llevar mi mama, tia y abuela al aeropuerto. A las 6 de la manana! Ellas van a Las Vegas para el fin de semana. Mi tio va tambien... pero mas tarde hoy va juntar con ellas en Las Vegas. Mi tia cumple 50 anos... van para celebrar... creo.

Hoy empiezo ir al gimnasio... :( La verdad es que me gusta... pero no tengo mucho ganas ir en este momento.

Que mas... hay una possibilidad que puedo hacer mi 'student teaching'... bueno 10 de las 16 semanas este verano en otro pais... tengo que fijar donde me mandaron... que cuanto cuesta. PERO si hago eso no puedo ir al pais dond estuve pensando pasar mi verano.

Ultimamente, he tenido problemas en el colegio donde trabajo con los chicos con autismo. Es un trabajo dificil... y una de las professoras priciapales q trabajan ellos es horrible. Y por eso los chicos piesan que puedan ser asi conmigo... no tener reglas... no es asi. Tiene q llevar un lapiz a clase... no me importa si van a llorar. Son basante intellegentes y gustan dejar la impression con son muy incapaz... para que no tengan q hacer NADA. Y la profe y tambien los chicos piesan quizas q yo estoy en octavo ano... y ellos no. Quieran yo hago su tarea, toman las notas, trabajos escritos tooooodo. Y me molesta que ya hice este ano en el colgeio ;) y ellos completamente pueden hacer lo necesario. Tengo un problema GRANDE con eso... y no puedo aguantar la profe ni los estudiantes que son asi. Pero el otro dia hable con unas colegas queridas... y ellas hablaron con la profe que no me guste... Y cosas estan cambiando rapido.

Que mas.. NADA. He pasado una semana y media enferma... primero el gripe despues estuve muy muy refriada... por fin casi estoy bien otra vez.

Bueno.... ADIOS.

paz y amor.

I Need a New Laptop...

Any Suggestions??

Can't spend more than $1500.

Give me some ideas. Presently looking at Dell. I really only use MS Word, Excel, Power Point and need a lot of pic and music storage... that's about it. I'm not very complicated... i guess.

Ok... tell me what you think... or hate... or love when it come to laptops.

Gracias!

One Word: Confused

Blah!

Nothing new... just my yucky sickness continuing.
I was dizzy. Very very dizzy all day.
I got a head rush just sitting still.
It was like sitting on a non-stop roller coaster.

Tomorrow is pay day for one of my jobs. I might quit a different job. I am thinking. And trying to consider the +/- though at the moment every seems like a plus... like getting my sanity back... but hey who needs that, right?

Ok.... I'm going to go to bed. Yes.... at 8pm.... this is now three day in a row. Pathetic. I know.

Chaucito!

I'm Sick! :(

I have a bad cold.
My throat hurts.
Cough. Cough. Cough.
My head hurts from coughing so much.
My eyes are blood shot.
My body aches.
I'm weak and shakey.
I'm tired.
My voice hurts.
I'm sad.


Leave me some lovein'


Besos a todos.

La artista loca y su perro....

Soy una artista (ja ja ja)... aqui son unas de mis piezas q estoy haciendo en este momento...

3 estrellas... las vean?

rojo y negro... voy a poner un espejo en el medio.... para mirar mi bella cara..

tapas... tome mucha alcohol para tener tantas tapitas... y no soy alcoholica... y bueno, no lo creo...

Y eso es Ranger... mi maldito perro... encontre el en mi cama...

El no queria bajar... el enojo... pobre estupido perro...

ok.. nada mas.

Paz!

Blanca Nievas, no mas! Y unas fotos.

Llegue a mi punta mas blanca del invierno... hoy empece tomar sol artificial en una cama solar
Nada mas esta pasando. Me duele la gargantua. Este fin de estoy preparando para mis clases de espanol y estudiando... aburrido!

Abajo baje unas fotas de la semana...

blana nievas... soy!! PERO NO MAS... voy a ser bien bronceada en una semanas....

sol mierocoles... despues q las democratas ganaron las elecciones en EE.UU....

Caribou Coffee tiene sus tazas descartables nuevas que dice 'Paz en la Tierra'... me gusta....

Viernes... por la manana... habia nieve en mi auto/carro.... :(

Sol por la tarde... que raro en noviembre

El centro de negocios de la ciudad de Minneapolis...

mis nuevos talcos llegaron... 3.75 pulgadas de belleza!! Ahora tengo q buscarme un jugador de basquet!!

Mi ensalda... pase mucho tiempo preparando la... y en el fin no lei la botella de salsa... y no pude comerla...

Quise poner mas fotos... pero el sitio no me deja!! :(

BESOS a TODOS!!!

Hoy es Martes... Martes, Martes, Martes

5:15am... must vote.... today...

6am... cafe

me.... wearing my 'education is a right' not just for the rich and white shirt

9:07am.... scenic route to the middle school... driving around Lk. Minnetonka... its kind of foggy...

Stupid Republicans.... miles of illegal sign placement pissed me off

10:15am... voting....

VOTE. VOTE. VOTE.

Vote for change today.
Your vote is your voice.

We fought for this right.... for a say in our country's policy... now use that right to force change.

Su voto es su voz.

Hoy es lunes... lunes lunes lunes

Lunes. Monday.

6am....chocolate caliente....

6:30am....Pissed... the internet didn't work this morning.

7am.... Calm down Srta. Gerber... just drink another 30 oz. of cafe.....

7:24am....shit.... im late.... but first i must find earrings.....


earrings.... oh so many choices.... i forgot the backs to them and they almost fell off in my first Spanish class of the day....


9:15am.... after hanging out with 15 6yr olds... I needed more cafe.....


5pm.....avoiding homework....

7pm.... ready to work.... diet coke, water and my 4th HUGE cup of coffee for the day........ ;)

Avoiding HW

Posting here in attempts to avoid a linguistics assignment and... oh, yes... Several assignment for my 5-12 literacy class.

Nothing too exciting or new today... um... i was annoyed with one of my jobs as usual... but that is my fault to continue the position though I am quickly being drove insane.

Alright... back to the libros...

Chau... besostes a todos.

Choices

We all have to constantly make big and small choices. Some are obvious, like to brush your teeth or hair. Other choices we must make are much more difficult or seemingly impossible. Some choices we make are based on our morals and world views. Others are based on our feelings at the moment, be it lazy or energetic. Choices are something that we will always have and something that may not seem big at the moment... will in the future.

Choices to hold on. To let go. Choices to keep going. Or not go at all. Choices to see the truth... or walk blindly in ignorance or bliss. Choices to see things how they are. Or ignore it. Choices to travel. To stay grounded. To continue your education. To broaden your horizons. To meet new people. Or choices to stay the same.

It is okay to choose to be confused?

Choices is what we face day in, day out for our entire lives.




Love is knowing someone cares about you even though you are both not in direct contact at the moment.

Latinos vs. Gringos

Ok... estoy hablando de hombres. Nunca he gustado gringos. Hay algo que ellos faltan que tiene la mayoría de latinos. Bueno, anoche... salí con mi amiga a un clase de bailes Caribe... pasamos la hora aprendiendo bailar merengue, que ya sabíamos bailar. Entonces... te digo que primer los hombres que estaban allí fueron tan asqueroso que casi no lo podía aguantar. Uno tenia un oler fuerte de frijoles y el otro un oler horrible... peor que mi perro. Mi clase de baile confirmo que los gringo son horribles... porq?
Falta confianza. Falta personalidades. No saben ser un líder. No saben bailar para nada. No saben tratar un mujer. Son insoportables.

Horrible pase mi experiencia... ahhhhh... donde esta un hombre latino cuando necesito uno!! ;)