HoyVoy Shoes

I got these boots/shoes because Melissa convinced me they were cool, and now I love them. At first I didn't think they would be something I would wear, but then I saw just how cute they could be with capris or pants rolled up 2 or 3 times. The best thing was that I found them in Malaga for only 10 euros after Melissa had just bought similar ones for a whole lot more a couple days earlier, bahahahaha. I revel in my European HoyVoy skaterish boots, even if I don't wear them much here.

A week of shoes

Today I show you the awesome gold wedges that I just got from Old Navy. Aren't they just adorable? I absolutely love the gold ribbons that tie. Awwww. These may be newest favorites. hmmmmm. we shall see.

This week, I am going to bore all my wonderful blog readers with a showcase of my recent shoe acquisitions.

Knitting is from Satan

So over vacation I was trying to knit a scarf. I found this great bright pink yarn with tassly things and I thought, oh boy, I'll have a pretty handmade scarf to wear in no time. Well, I was wrong.

A. Knitting takes FOREVER I probably already logged 12 hours into my rectangle that still is only 5 inches long

B. Knitting needles slip. I finished a row and bam, the needle slipped out and when I tried to put the loops back on it was impossible. Once they come off they are impossible to put back on. I know have 6 GIANT holes in my scarf because of this.

C. The yarn for one scarf is about the same price of buying 2 fully made scarves online, without out all the slave labor

D. I hate it and it isn't worth it.

I am going to finish my crappy scarf and then never again. Knitting is the most mind numbing task I have ever done.

Marianela

Two months ago I read this horrible awful book that made me feel horrible and awful. It is called Marianela, by Galdos. It is supposed to be a classic of Spanish literature so i read it (in Spanish I might add--yay me), but it was just the worst story ever. (Ok not as creepy as American Psycho by Ellis that I read over the summer, but rather just sad)

So Marianela is an unattractive girl that has a blind friend, Pablo, with whom she shares a mutual love. A doctor comes and fixes Pablo's sight, and the little girl in everyone, wants the story to have a fairytale ending in which the two get married and live happily ever after. Well, they don't. It may be expected, but the reader is jolted from their peaceful, quiet reading, to an ugly truth about humans. I won't tell you what happens, but don't plan on smiling at the end.

Seagulls

Every time I go to the beach I feed, photograph, and gawk at the seaguls. I think they are smart. If you feed them pretzels, they don't just gobble up the piece of hazardous choking hard sourdough, but rather swoop over to the water and dunk them in the ocean to soften them up. Seaguls are just plain fun to watch. I think it is because they are synonomous with beach for me, and that is why they fascinate me.

A Beachy Thanksgiving

I know it has been a rather large chunk of time since I last wrote, but these past few weeks have been CRUNCH time with school. And then for Thanksgiving Vacation we went to Ocean City, Maryland. Surprisingly there were many people there and all the the shops along the boardwalk were open. We stayed in a cool hotel so I got my own room and we had a massive spa tub that I soaked in one night. We went to a magic show Friday night. Thanksgiving we ate at an icecream shop with bad food, but hey, it was the only thing open. I wanted Mexican, but turkey that tasted like elementary school food had to suffice. I'll never understand the whole, use an icecream scooper for mashed potatoes, idea. That just disturbs me. Overall we had a nice relaxing Thanksgiving.

The Dew Breaker

Honors Read 2 for this year was on Tues: The Dew Breaker by Edwidge Danticat. We had a good discussion about the book.

The story/stories are gorgeous puzzle. I thought the book was a beautiful interlocking tale that keeps you guessing at how each individual interconnects. The Dew Breaker is a torturer from Haiti who moves to the New York and the novel follows the lives of many who have been directly or indirectly affected by him. Trying weed through that tangled mess is both fun and frustrating. I would recommend this read!

Hibachi

I have great friends! (even if emily wouldn't tell me where we were going) On Saturday they took me to a cool Hibachi restaurant in Hagerstown. So, in case you don't know, hibachi is the Japanese manner of cooking the food right in front of you. I had soooooo much fun. People were ohhhing and ahhing and the chef was throwing food in the air. I got shrimp and I ate WAY too much. And then, since it was my 21st birthday, they brought me a piece of cake and beat on drums and such. Awwww, what good friends I have.

Dreamtigers

We were talking about "Dreamtigers" today by Borges (which is probably my new most favorite short short story) and Dr. Libertin definitely won the quote of the day contest. Her words came out something like, "How would you feel if you reached your ideal? Suicidal, I hope." Man, that just sounds so cruel...

Hips May Not Lie, But They Do Break!

Woman in 'Shakira Shaking' Contest Sues" says a headline in the CBS News. This makes me laugh. That woman would had better NOT win her lawsuit.

A. She was probably drinking way too much.
B. How is it the bar's fault that she fell?
C. How much was she shanking her hips to literally throw herself off the bar, onto the floor, and tear ligaments in her knee?

The suing craze in America is ridiculous. Soon the woman will be blaming Shakira for shaking her hips in the first place.

Flamenco

I wrote this really cool poem about flamenco and I showed it to my dad, who then gave it to his friend that he works with in Maryland. This guy is like a musical genious and he is going to make a flamenco song out of my words. I can't wait to hear what it sounds like. I would post the poem but I am trying to get it published that would probably be unwise to do until after then. Anyway, lately I have really started liking the beatiful passionate gypsy music of Spain which is a far cry from what I would normally like. It makes me feel free and alive. I remember we went to see a flamenco ballet in Malaga but all that remember was our nose-bleed bench seats and the load of leaves that they released onto the stage and thinking about how they were going to clean up all those little leaves later.

Election Day

Did you go vote today? I should hope so (if you are from the USA).
I voted straight ticket this time. That saved myself from filling in the little dots the old fashioned way, since I all the candidates I wanted were from the same party anyway.

I went right before my 11:00 class but there was line that I wasn't expecting so I ended up being a little late for my class (as usual). But the woman behind me was like, oh you shouldn't be missing school. And then people were like are you old enough to vote? YEssssss, for goodness sakes people. I'm tired of people thinking I am 15.

And on that note. I am 21 now. I can do anything legally in US that is legal. Yes, profound. Wahoo, happy birthday me.

Prison Break

My new love. Prison Break. It reminds me of the old show, The Fugative.
Man, an hour of convicts trying evade the police, bounty hunters, and dirty FBI agents is nerve racking. I am always on edge after watching it. Sadly enough I have my Pirates class during its airtime so i just watch it on tape after I get home, which also adds to my tiredness the next day.

Anyway how can you not love prison break? The strange thing is that you are on the bad guys' side.... or maybe the good guys, hmmmmm, nevertheless Teabag is creepy and I want him to get caught.

And of course: Did I mention that Wentworth Miller is hot? yeah, he is.

Meat Cupcakes

My mom made these things that she baked in muffin tins. Only they were biscuits with barbeque in them. They looked so funny, probably because I kept thinking meat cupcakes, mmmm? Actually, they weren't bad tasting. I would eat them again, just the meaty presence in small cupcake like structures disturbs me.

Malcolm in the Middle

I love Malcolm in the Middle. Ahhh, satirizing the lower middle class. Soooooo funny. They play reruns on Fox at 1 AM right after reruns of Sex and the City. The dynamics of their family make me roll on the floor in laughter.

One of my favorite lines was when the father was encouraging his son not lie after he had, by saying, "Dewy, I only lied to get prescription drugs."

I think the reason I like the show so much is because of its ironic sarcastic humor. It is right up my alley. ha haa ha.