Whose name so perfectly matches the point of this very strange post...
Rose is one of my friends from the riotous, unforgettable Perkins Hall. Awesome girl. Very intelligent. A-n-d, Rose is into blogging ...which was an interesting discovery in and of its own ; )
Well I found the link to this website on her blog. This company actually sends flowers to wives and girlfriends on anniversaries, birthdays, and/or randomly. Men simply subscribe, and the company does the job for them. "You will never miss another important date again." LM ...BO!!
So sad. So wrong... and yet so funny...
It is fascinating, though, this anxiety about special dates and gifts and chocolates and flowers... and public opinion. One of the website's arguments for women not minding this flower-sending little trick is that women want their friends and co-workers to know how much they are loved. SooOo... from where I'm looking at it, girls stress out, guys stress out even more, and flower companies and websites like this one make a fortune : D !! Peer pressure does half the job for these peolpe. I should have majored in Marketing! Jeje.. This is too good...
viernes, marzo 31, 2006
lunes, marzo 27, 2006
I’m the quarterback’s sister !
MY BROTHER JUST WON HIS FIRST GAME!!
Go #9 !!
Go #9 !!
I gotta start watching football games… hehe… I’m the quarterback’s sister now!! So my entire family is going to Chihuahua City next weekend, to go see my brother play against el Tech de Monterrey (one of Mexico’s best universities!). My brother’s team is representing Juarez against the state capital. It seems like the team is the best in the competition. They beat the last people (before my brother's first game) 3o-something to zer0! And my crazy brother, he’s so darn good that even though he’s only 15, he’s playing with older kids, against el Tech! The little dude is playing against college students. Ok, ok.. so maybe he's not so little...
domingo, marzo 19, 2006
Spring Break is over : P !
[Better write while I can : ) !! ...specially since it takes me forever to do it... ]
“After a while, you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and changing a soul. And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security. And you begin to understand that kisses aren’t contracts, and presents aren’t promises. And you begin to accept your defeats with your head held high and your eyes open, with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child. You learn to build your road on today because tomorrow’s ground is often too uncertain and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. After a while, you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure, that you really do have worth and that with every goodbye, you change.”
I found this in a good friend’s AIM profile. I don’t know where he got it from, but I thought it was a little unsettling.. and brilliant. I finished my reading for tonight, so I thought I’d experiment with this quote and find out why it stood out to me.
Minino and I went to see a movie on Saturday, V for Vendetta. It had the same effect on me that this quote had… I suppose it’s that eye-opening effect… that so many people are on unhealthy relationships. Quotes and movies like these make me wonder why people enter (and even worse, stay on) a relationship like that… hmm.. why would I? I suppose we would all make that mistake for the same type of reasons… The quote brought some of them up: loneliness, a need for stability or to heal from other relationships, a tendency to find some self-worth somewhere other than in one's self…
The sad thing is that this quote has a terrible mixture of hope and despair! Relationships in this person’s eyes are everything but secure or edifying, aside from the inner (depressive?) strength that these negative situations have produced. So this person is getting into all kinds of harmful relationships in the hope of finding growth and worth and stability? Is it me or does this whole idea just not make any sense at all?!?
And yet it’s so understandable. And it is true that many people would identify with this quote. Any dead end alley has the potential of becoming a way out for someone who feels lost. It’s such a horrible, never-ending process…
I wonder if it’s a good thing that people find tragedy so appealing. Are we perpetuating the problem?
But well…
A little biographical section. Let’s see…
* Went to Tulsa last weekend… The boy’s parents are both very nice. Very good food… especially that Italian restaurant.. good stuff! Tulsa is a nice quiet place… Minino took me to a strange-looking campus (with a strange history too) Fun road trip. I didn’t drive... hehe… he wouldn’t let me. I wonder if Janie or Fer have been talking to him… lol
* Came back and slept in most days… General laziness. Awesome, refreshing, general laziness. And Minino and I spent a lot of time together, which was very very nice.
* I still don’t have my cell phone… so I feel a little out of the loop… but I did go out with the A-Psi alumni on Thursday… it was fun. I was the only girl there for the first two hrs, though… but they are all great people, and it was nice to see them all again. Then we went to Hard Rock Café on Sat. Didn’t get too far ahead in my reading this week… :-P But it was spring break. I had a good time.
* We have 7 weeks of classes left. Scary.
“After a while, you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and changing a soul. And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security. And you begin to understand that kisses aren’t contracts, and presents aren’t promises. And you begin to accept your defeats with your head held high and your eyes open, with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child. You learn to build your road on today because tomorrow’s ground is often too uncertain and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. After a while, you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure, that you really do have worth and that with every goodbye, you change.”
I found this in a good friend’s AIM profile. I don’t know where he got it from, but I thought it was a little unsettling.. and brilliant. I finished my reading for tonight, so I thought I’d experiment with this quote and find out why it stood out to me.
Minino and I went to see a movie on Saturday, V for Vendetta. It had the same effect on me that this quote had… I suppose it’s that eye-opening effect… that so many people are on unhealthy relationships. Quotes and movies like these make me wonder why people enter (and even worse, stay on) a relationship like that… hmm.. why would I? I suppose we would all make that mistake for the same type of reasons… The quote brought some of them up: loneliness, a need for stability or to heal from other relationships, a tendency to find some self-worth somewhere other than in one's self…
The sad thing is that this quote has a terrible mixture of hope and despair! Relationships in this person’s eyes are everything but secure or edifying, aside from the inner (depressive?) strength that these negative situations have produced. So this person is getting into all kinds of harmful relationships in the hope of finding growth and worth and stability? Is it me or does this whole idea just not make any sense at all?!?
And yet it’s so understandable. And it is true that many people would identify with this quote. Any dead end alley has the potential of becoming a way out for someone who feels lost. It’s such a horrible, never-ending process…
I wonder if it’s a good thing that people find tragedy so appealing. Are we perpetuating the problem?
But well…
A little biographical section. Let’s see…
* Went to Tulsa last weekend… The boy’s parents are both very nice. Very good food… especially that Italian restaurant.. good stuff! Tulsa is a nice quiet place… Minino took me to a strange-looking campus (with a strange history too) Fun road trip. I didn’t drive... hehe… he wouldn’t let me. I wonder if Janie or Fer have been talking to him… lol
* Came back and slept in most days… General laziness. Awesome, refreshing, general laziness. And Minino and I spent a lot of time together, which was very very nice.
* I still don’t have my cell phone… so I feel a little out of the loop… but I did go out with the A-Psi alumni on Thursday… it was fun. I was the only girl there for the first two hrs, though… but they are all great people, and it was nice to see them all again. Then we went to Hard Rock Café on Sat. Didn’t get too far ahead in my reading this week… :-P But it was spring break. I had a good time.
* We have 7 weeks of classes left. Scary.
Still in the assimilation process...
So I got accepted to both Yale and Harvard. And Harvard offered me a grant that would cover full tuition. Perkins finally sent a letter of acceptance, after having sent me an email about a certain missing signature and then another email about having missed a deadline.
But I’ve been accepted to Harvard. I’m still trying to digest it.
Harvard.
…In Boston.
But I’ve been accepted to Harvard. I’m still trying to digest it.
Harvard.
…In Boston.
…with the scholarly people…
… and the cold weather…
… and the overly expensive housing…
And the amazing Education/Theology program. And the Ivy-League rank. And a very high change of getting [almost] any job I could wish for…
I got in!
And I might be crazy enough not to go. Back when I thought I hadn’t made it beyond the first part of the application process, I had told myself it was too theoretical an education –not enough concrete, practical training. Now I find myself hoping that’s not true.
It probably is.
I wish Harvard was in Juarez… or Dallas… or Kansas at least
There’s so many people, so much love and friendship and companionship I am reluctant to go far away from… How can anyone be so happy and so sad at the same time?
… and the cold weather…
… and the overly expensive housing…
And the amazing Education/Theology program. And the Ivy-League rank. And a very high change of getting [almost] any job I could wish for…
I got in!
And I might be crazy enough not to go. Back when I thought I hadn’t made it beyond the first part of the application process, I had told myself it was too theoretical an education –not enough concrete, practical training. Now I find myself hoping that’s not true.
It probably is.
I wish Harvard was in Juarez… or Dallas… or Kansas at least
There’s so many people, so much love and friendship and companionship I am reluctant to go far away from… How can anyone be so happy and so sad at the same time?
jueves, marzo 09, 2006
Necesito un Respiro!!
Veamos... esta semana fue espantosa. Una de las peores. Pero bueno, no debería quejarme tanto: es de esperarse que la semana de exámenes sea mala. También debo aceptar que a pesar de haber sido una semana larga y tediosa, también recibí muy buenas noticias. Algunas relaciones personales mejoraron, Janie ha estado mucho mejor, y hoy recibí una carta con la oferta de beca para St. Pauls: tres cuartas partes y una pequeña cantidad extra para el primer año. Hoy en la mañana desayuné con el Pastor de FUMC en Manhattan, y creo que la entrevista estuvo bien. Espero escuchar de él pronto.
Los planes para la próxima semana también ofrecen un poco de esperanza: es Spring Break y por fin voy a descansar! Después de mañana sólo queda la revisión de un ensayo, y soy libre. Libre para dormir al menos 8 hrs por dos o más dias consecutivos... y hasta viajar con el chico, si logro reponerme a tiempo. El resto de la semana lo voy a utilizar para regresar a mis amistades (no he hablado con Aleks, Val, o Janie en un buen, buen tiempo), para reponer tiempo de estudio perdido, y para descansar.
Espero visitar a mi Abuela Velia en Semana Santa. Debo recordar hablarle por teléfono y ponerme de acuerdo con ella...
Bueno... tenía que distraerme un poco... deséenme suerte mañana... hoy... bueno, el caso es que la voy a necesitar. Suerte y una almohada, al final del día.
Los planes para la próxima semana también ofrecen un poco de esperanza: es Spring Break y por fin voy a descansar! Después de mañana sólo queda la revisión de un ensayo, y soy libre. Libre para dormir al menos 8 hrs por dos o más dias consecutivos... y hasta viajar con el chico, si logro reponerme a tiempo. El resto de la semana lo voy a utilizar para regresar a mis amistades (no he hablado con Aleks, Val, o Janie en un buen, buen tiempo), para reponer tiempo de estudio perdido, y para descansar.
Espero visitar a mi Abuela Velia en Semana Santa. Debo recordar hablarle por teléfono y ponerme de acuerdo con ella...
Bueno... tenía que distraerme un poco... deséenme suerte mañana... hoy... bueno, el caso es que la voy a necesitar. Suerte y una almohada, al final del día.
domingo, marzo 05, 2006
People amaze me. Almost every person I have been able to get to know well has had that effect on me at some point. The complexity of the human mind is simply so fascinating, so puzzling… so beautifully ugly!
If there is something that I enjoy about my major is the intensity with which my professors delve into tensions like this one… the idea that a text can contain so much information about a person’s mind and beliefs and historical or socio-political background… it’s all so amazing to me! So difficult to account for, and yet so profoundly true. How can a creature be so efficient in recording thoughts and beliefs that are not yet complete? How is it that such level of contradiction is balanced in literature in order to understand it? How can anyone possibly understand a passage’s underlying content, the author of which had no intention to expose? And even though I do think that the genuine content of texts is sometimes overstretched, I find truth in many of the abstract notions found in literature. Absolutes are normally excessive, but notions, ideas… positions or standpoints… vague and yet important concepts… those are real to me, and they amaze me. Why do people love absolutes so much? I think them unreal. Concepts. Abstract, fluid, varying concepts amaze me. Religion, theology, history… Literary beauty is full of them… I think the human mind is too, of course. Literature is but the human mind’s way of figuring out the tension between concepts, which because of their very nature tend to contradict each other. Decision-making is but the successful result of personal inner struggle... of mental resolution.
That is why I love to see fascination in other people’s minds. My boyfriend’s fascination with extraordinary characters, my father’s love of poetry, my baby sister’s creative impulses, my brother’s eccentric personality, Val’s crazy decisions, Janie’s bizarre love of others, a cop’s sense that being in church is right … they all make life worth living. I wonder if they realize that their fascinations have become the very object of my own personal fascination. People amaze me.