Shit, midnight always has a way of creeping up on me.

So, Sucker Punch was very awesome. Kickass. It makes me want to go out and fight and be free and all that. And I want the soundtrack. :D

Also! I forgot to mention what happened when a UPS guy that came this afternoon. I was signing for the package that came (It was for Paulina). He said to me out of the blue: "You have nice hair."
Me: *Blinks a couple of times* "Thanks."
I was left in mild confusion for a bit, and then I was flattered. I do have nice hair. It was damn nice of him to notice. ;P

Anyway, I told Paulina, and the crazy wench says:
Paulina: "Was he young?"
Me: "Twenty-ish, I guess."
Paulina: "Was he cute?"
Me: "I guess..." (I honestly don't remember, so I guess he was pretty average. :P)
Paulina: "You should have asked for his number. That's how these things happen."
Me: "... ... ...No."

I should have seen it coming.

Listening to said New Age CD

Okay, I see now why I thought that CD was full of Egyptian music:

Totally Egyptian

Seriously though, my mom got this pirated CD in Mexico sometime in the late nineties, and there are some serious spelling errors on it. Meat Lofft? Green Slaves? (Meat Loaf and Greensleeves. lol) And the art on it is a seriously bad photoshop job. You gotta give us Mexicans credit though. They could have left the whole thing blank and just sharpied the song names in. (I seriously said serious to many times in this paragraph. Seriously.)

The days are starting to cool down, and I'm kind of happy about it. It means layers, and scarves and boots and stuff. :D Oooh, and hot chocolate. 

Heehee. I slept with socks on last night, something I don't usually like to do.

Eh, I'm off to work out. It'd be nice to have some muscle, you know? Also, Paulina has been teaching me how to bellydance, I'm off to practice. ;P

I like turtles.

I'd like to get back in the habit of writing on this blog again. I still think Livejournal is cooler, but I already have so many posts here, so yeah.

Well, I've been seriously fleshing out my Estradia novel. I've started writing again, and I've been drawing the characters. Here's a sneaky peek (I also did character profiles on them, very long ones that I don't feel like posting here, but they're in the description of the drawings):

This one is the crappy one I did at four in the morning:



Zeline Tammen by ~Dannygirl123 on deviantART

And this one is better:



Rodan Evardos by ~Dannygirl123 on deviantART

I'm also working on something for my sister's best friend's 15th birthday. (I guess she's my friend too, haha, but it's more accurate to say my sister's friend.) Huh, that's weird. My sister and her friends are 15 fucking years old. For a moment there, I felt old. Is that sad?

I'm still reading Interview with a Vampire. I'm not sure if I like it yet, even though I'm halfway through the book. Heh, I guess I don't like it much, which is strange, since I loved the movie. Usually books are better. Next on my reading agenda is Kitty and the Midnight Hour, which seems like a very cool book.

My sister is kind of an idiot... and I mean it in the nicest way possible

Convo with my sister, just so I don't forget, also cause it's damn funny.

Me: "I never did that! I swear!" (Don't know what I was swearing about)

Pau: "Who do you swear to?"

Me: "Jesus, Buddha, Confucius--"

Pau (completely serious): "And the atheist gods?"

Me: "..."


And ten minutes later, she still thought atheists had gods. I had to explain it to her. *disappointed shake of the head*

Sedona, Arizona

On the way to Sedona, we stopped at our old house in Tucson. This park was my childhood.

Drawing in the car.

I love this place. Reminds me of the good ol days.

Ink spill of doom. Pissed me off.

Finally bought a cloche hat. I just have to have the occasion to wear it.

Bell Rock, Sedona.

Teeny tiny praying mantis.

Tlaquepaque in Sedona.

Creepy-ass motherfuckers.

New hiking boots. :D It inspires me to go out hiking more often.

Pau and my dad.

Creepy statue lady. Uncanny valley right there.

Ice cold river. Oak Creek.

This weeny didn't want to get in.

Until I dragged her in.

Funny picture. Water was really cold!

Family of javelinas.

DON'T BLINK.

The end.

Ranty Rant ahead

I'm in Sedona now. It's nice, and I should be happy, but I'm not. I'm really irritated right now.

First off, my family has recently become weirdly obsessive about weight and eating healthy and stuff. I mean, we have never been really bad eaters, on the contrary. We've always been healthy. My sister started going on a diet, because she wants to lose weight. She's crazy, always thinking she's fat and stuff. And my parents, instead of telling her she's beautiful and she doesn't need to lose weight, have been encouraging her. I understand my mom to an extent. She's always been a diet-crazy person, always used to say she needed to lose weight. But my dad? He's been encouraging her too. I mean, okay, I get the eating healthy part. We should always try to eat healthy. But sometimes it's nice to just eat whatever, especially on vacation. And my sister is at that age where she hates how her body looks. My parents should not be focusing on her physical. It'll just mess her up.

Alright, and speaking of my dad, it is so obvious that he favors my sister more. "Oh, that perfect child! Look at her, eating healthy stuff, excelling in water polo and swim!" And no, I'm not looking to be worshiped or anything, but when my mom excitedly showed him one of my drawings, he couldn't have been more indifferent. Thanks, dad. And those two things were just today. The worst part? We talked about his favoritism before, when my cousin pointed out that my dad seemed to like Paulina better. DAD, Y U NO LEARN?

Ugh! And to top it all off, the guy that supposedly installed my tablet to my laptop obviously didn't do a good job, since it's not fucking working. This is like the third time trying to install this shit. My god. I fucking give up.

Please, please, let tomorrow be better. I refuse to spend my vacation perpetually pissed.

I finally finished watching all five seasons of Doctor Who

Yesterday afternoon, I:

Bleached my hair to an ungodly ass-blonde color.

It looks ugly now, but I'm going to henna it tomorrow and there will be pretty redness in my hair.

Today afternoon, I:

Went to the movies with my dad and sister. We went to see The Art of Getting By. My god, what a bore. Freddie Highmore played an interesting character, but I was really indifferent about it otherwise.

Ate at Pei Wei. Dan Dan Noodles were good, but Paulina's Pad Thai was better. Mmm. There was one of these incredibly cool soda machines there:



Aww yeah.

Just a few minutes ago, I:

Cleaned this shit off my bed.

While wearing my Rose Tyler pants (which I should probably call Rose Tyler sweats, because I believe "pants" is synonymous to "knickers" in the UK . lol who cares I ain't even British.)

While wearing this lipstick, for no reason other than WHY THE HELL NOT:

While my ghetto-colored hurr is in this messy style:

While listening to this:

The end.

PMS-fueled rant ahead

Yesterday was weird and I got all moody and sensitive and stuff. I think it's because I'm PMSing. That may be the reason for this semi-rant thing ahead.



My sister Paulina is a dancer. She loves it, she has a passion for it. But yesterday, my mom and I went with her to Kohl's because she wanted to buy a body shaping thing to go under her dance costume because she thinks she looks fat in it.

There are many awful things that come with being a teenager, but one really bad thing an almost fifteen-year-old girl can experience is thinking she is fat. I know, I've gone through that. I still go through that sometimes, but thankfully, now that I'm older, I know that A) I'm not fat, even if I feel like it sometimes, and B) Even if I were, it's not the worst thing one can be.

There are many people I can "blame" for brainwashing my sister and I into thinking that if we're not skinny, we're not good enough: the media, society, even my mother and grandmother. But I don't want to blame anyone, because there's nothing we can do about it now. I just know that it's possible and NORMAL to believe otherwise. It takes time and support from others, but I just know that now that I like who I am, life is so much more meaningful. This actually means a lot, coming from me, the girl that used to have a billion insecurities.

Anyway, there I was in a Kohl's fitting room with Paulina, and there she was, nearly crying because the damn thing was so expensive but she absolutely needed it or else she was going to look horrible. -__- So, yeah, the body shaper wasn't a huge deal, it was just for one time. But Paulina complains all the time about how fat she is, going on diets and stuff. It breaks my heart.

I had a moment there in the fitting room, I saw my younger self in her, and I felt her pain. It was so frustrating to see my beautiful, talented, loud and funny little sister looking at herself like that. I wish I could tell her how awesome she is and have her believe me.

But, being who she is, I tried to comfort her and she gave me a look. An I'm-going-to-beat-you-up-if-you-don't-snap-out-of-it look. So that was that. ._. One day she'll believe me, I know it.

Gah, I'm too mushy. Here's a picture of me and Luna to negate the mushiness.

I want me a Cloche hat. 1920's Love!

So... what's new, what's new? I have a sunburn. Yeah. I've been swimming almost daily since about Friday. Am peeling and slightly tan, which I think looks weird on me. ~ Pale Skin Love~ Swims are really nice, exercise makes me feel good!

I'm watching the History Channel, something about the Dust Bowl. It's kind of sad how those people had to live through nearly-constant sandstorms.

Paulina's going to have her Confirmation today. I'm wearing a pretty black dress. :D Pics later, maybe.

Slacking in school. I'll be surprised if I get anything more than a low C in Literature. Damned essays. Econ is improving, but I still have a C, which is two letter grades lower than my dad expects. -__-

Geeky Y U NO face:

Oh, Oh! I watched the movie Henry and June last night. It was okay, a little unnecessarily florid, but I liked the clothes. I feel quite neutral about the sexual nature of the movie. I don't know, it didn't really move me or anything. I mostly wanted to watch the movie because I am a fan of Anais Nin's quotes.

OREO YUM

So, I ended up not going to the concert thing. My sister took another friend instead, and I'm glad she did because her friend is going to enjoy it a lot more than me. So... yay? Now it's a plain old Friday, which isn't so bad.

Er... I like oreos.

Senior year of high school is coming to a close, and as much as I have yearn for that glorious day (have since like the sixth grade) it unfortunately means that I have a lot of work to get done these days. Thankfully I gave in and asked my mom for help; I've been getting really caught up and I'm no longer failing Economy. 

Mom's been feeling really sick these days. I'm going to be really glad when this is all over. Chemo is really taking a toll on her.

Also, my grandpa is at the hospital right now because it seems he had a small stroke. Doctors haven't confirmed on that. He was feeling a lot better when we last heard, though, so I'm sure he'll be okay.

So, crappy news all around.

The only thing that could maybe possibly cheer me up is the concert I'm going to with Paulina and her friend Juliette. Er... This one to be specific. -_______- I'm not exactly thrilled by the music that will be played there, but my sister already bought me the ticket, so... ugh. I feel guilty. One ticket wasted by a girl who absolutely abhors the lineup. I'm probably taking a book or something with me. A bit of entertainment at least. I will try my hardest to have as much fun as possible, that's for damn sure. I need fun right now, which is why I agreed to go in the first place. Getting ready will be fun though.:D Lookin forward to that!

Wow, it's eleven AM and the house is dead silent. I would put some music on or something, except my mom and my Tia Melitza are sleeping.

Uh, here's a picture of me and my hair:

Probably waist-length if I straighten it.

Also, happy Friday the thirteenth!

Listening to White Pearl, Black Oceans

It's been 2 weeks since I've seen or spoken to my sister. She's been having some serious fun from what I've heard. It's weird, I don't really miss her as in, constantly thinking about her, but when random funny or wtf-type things happen, I think, Ha, I wish Paulina was here, she would laugh with me! There are some things that no one would find funny but me and her. Not to mention that the house is oddly quiet without her.

Sister, Sister ( -__- I haven't seen that show in years )

Worked my butt off today. My mom is still feeling somewhat weak, better than yesterday, but still not great. I cleaned and organized my room, washed sheets, made beds, sanitized bathrooms, and just generally organized the house. All while listening to Sonata Arctica. <3
I feel satisfied, but of course, it all just means that I have neglected my homework. Yep, I do work even on Saturdays. ;_; Oh, shit, and I just remembered the 4 self-portraits that are due on Monday. I will probably be working tomorrow as well, even though it's Easter Sunday. Meh, it's not like we're going to do anything else.

Also, Camelot! I watched all four episodes last night. I love it! Even with all the boobs and naked butts. I'm not a prude by a long shot, but still. Every ten minutes BAM! boobs.

Just imagine them both naked

Still, it was an awesome show. Merlin (Joseph Fiennes) was very cool, as was Morgan (Eva Green). I can't wait till next Friday.

Sixteen days left until I'm 18. The thought is kind of scary. Adulthood. It's nothing but a number, really, if you think about it. I'm not going to change. And yet, to everyone else, 18 is a very significant birthday, it means I'm an adult. Just like that. Weird, right?