Helloooooo 2012

hello, hello again.

oh boy, bring in the new year!!!

not gonna lie, i have some high expectations for this year, and i somehow feel like they might be met.

Good news my lovelies: i got a follower!!! even though she's a friend, its another pair of eyes on this website. go give her a look, she's adorbs: http://isabella-treschic.blogspot.com/

unfortunately, the end to 2011 was a bit of a wreck for me. all i wanted to do was dress up, from head to toe in glitter, not be stared down awkwardly for one day the entire year, and go out and party- but that did not happen.

i went to the movies instead. . . you know you have absolutely NOTHING to do when you go to the most public movie theater in your city and NO ONE is there.

but props to Tom Cruise- Mission Impossible was worth my time. (still wanted to see New Years Eve...)

then I got all PMS-y because I couldnt get home on time to see the ball drop in Timesquare... had a breakdown, and then realized- what on earth am I doing?

I am so blessed.

I am healthy.

I have food on my table every day and a shelter over my head.

and most importantly, I have a family that loves me and a God to whom I can put my hope in.

what do i have to complain about?

yes, i do get a bit dramatic sometimes, imagining myself in a movie and the director yelling "CUT!" then pulling me aside and telling me how brilliant my performance was. . . because to me, life is a movie and you decide how the plot goes.

okay, enough of that.

So how did 2012 start off? veryyyy well! Thank you Lord!

the day was so beautiful. the weather was lovely.

and I went to a Dolphins game ... and guess what? We won!! against the Jets! my gosh.

okay, i think this post is long enough to turn off people.

I leave thee with the hopes of love, health, and prosperity this coming year!!

til next time, much love from moi

#NYFS

: the hashtag which has been spamming my twitter all week long.

New York Fashion Week.

oh, how i wish i could be there. and I will... one day. i hope.

from what i've seen on twitter, some collections have been outstanding.

as @ninagarcia put it, @MichaelKors collection was "Luxe yet savage Angelina & Brad in Africa".

his 2012 spring/summer collection includes:

then i see such high praise for Oscar de la Renta's show... which included so many celebrities.

and i felt quite proud to here people extol a fellow Dominicano.

*if the "getty image" is bothering you, please ... go and find your own images....

yes, well, these were just a few of the many designers who ambushed my dash...

i will be there someday, i will, i will.

back once again.

oh hello hello.

again, i open my screen, even with the tiniest hope that i might have, somehow, gotten a follower, and see the disappointment. but no worries, i'm not let down so easily. but, since no one ever really goes on my blog, ill just use this as my own very personal diary. . .

ok, no, not really. but i'm thinking of using it to write out all my thoughts throughout my day, since twitters 140 character limit is not even a portion of the things that go on in my mind, daily.

so, be prepared.

oh, and i'm still decided (yes, "still decided") that i will continue to dedicate my time to tumblr. almost 100 followers. . . kinda lame in the tumblr world, but its an accomplishment for me.

and, im hoping that with the more followers i get, hopefully someone will click on the link that will lead them to this blog.

we'll see.

until then, i leave you with a recommended reading: A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith.

it really captures your attention on how we take life for granted, and how differently we are from others, and how we each live our own lives... you'll see what i mean if you read it.

my diary

this is the only thing i can do to stop me from crying.
ive already tweeted too many thoughts that even I'm annoyed at myself.
but its only the second week of school, and my AP classes has me in my own version of
"Mission Impossible." this is so ridiculous. I'm on the verge of tears.
it's 11:24 pm and i still have to print an essay, annotate it, study a memory verse,
and somehow memorize 17 environmental science vocabulary terms.
i get it, its like college. but guess what? in college you have about 3 classes per day,
all scheduled around your own time, and you dont see the same teacher (most of the time)
again the next day. my teachers need to understand that they cant pack us with so much
homeowork every night, knowing we have 6 other classes to do work for as well, and with an
average of 6 hours to do homeowork. impossible. it truly is.
im gonna quote my friend and say, "as the days progress and my sleep becomes shorter, im going to start looking more and more everyday like a crack whore."
couldnt have said it better myself.

humphh

hello hello

im back again.

and dissappointed.

one reason i enjoy tumblr more than this: i have more than one follower who looks at my posts.

i dont mean to get mad at thin air, but this is probably the only place i can vent and no one will see it.

so what now?

i'll keep waiting. ill return every once in a while.

this will probably be my last post for a couple of weeks.

im starting school monday. back to my usual stressed out routine.

and everyday for the next six weeks, Monday- Thursday, i'm gonna be going to boot camp.

i have mixed feelings about that.

but i hope it'll be all worth it when im looking lovely (y)

goodnight my lovebirds.

ttfn